Chapter 42: The Sound of the Sword

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Yun Tianhe looked at the mountain boar in front of him, and the harazi flowed down. After Qionghua, he hadn't eaten meat for a few days, and he didn't know what it tasted like in his mouth. Seeing as many boars in front of him as there were trees on Qingluan Peak, how could he not let him drool?

Just when he was thinking about how to eat it after catching the boar, he only heard the sound of "jingle bell, jingle bell" in his ears from far to near, from the first little point to the end like a bell ringing.

"My boar!" Yun Tianhe was startled, the boar disappeared little by little under this voice, and he did not forget his favorite boar at this time.

In the end, the boar in front of him disappeared completely, and he also opened his eyes at the moment when the boar disappeared, in Qionghua, it turned out that all this was a dream, no wonder the boars appeared in groups in front of him.

"Hehe, this "bell ringing charm" is really powerful, don't you want to sleep at all now?" There was a chuckle in his ears, it was Han Lingsha's voice,

"Lingsha, Mengli, why are you here?" Since they came to Qionghua, Han Lingsha has never come to call him again, why did he suddenly come today, which made Yun Tianhe very strange, and in the middle of the inquiry, he sat up: "Also, what is that thing that rang in my ears just now?"

"Hehe, this is one of the spells of the Qionghua faction, specially used to deal with disciples who like to doze off when meditating, as long as it is used on you, except for yourself, no one else can hear it, I saw that it was interesting, so I touched a few to play. Han Lingsha said with a smile.

At this time, Liu Mengli's voice interrupted Han Lingsha's words: "Don't talk about this yet, let's see what the hell is going on with that sword, I'm a little worried..."

What to worry about, Liu Mengli didn't say anything, Yun Tianhe got up behind him, and only then did he find that the sword that he had originally put aside was floating in the air at this time.

Seeing the sword, Yun Tianhe was stunned and said, "Why is this sword floating?"

Han Lingsha shook her head and said, "We don't know, I felt so tired just now, and I fell asleep in the room unconsciously, but then I felt that something was calling me, so I called Mengli, and I looked all the way, and I heard a strange sound, only to realize that it was this sword." ”

Liu Mengli was very puzzled and said, "Why, I can't hear any sound." ”

At this time, Yun Tianhe stretched out his ears, listened carefully, and said, "It seems that there is really a voice." But it's very weak, and I really can't hear it if I don't listen carefully..."

"No, I think it's louder, louder than the bell talisman!" Han Lingsha said.

Well, that's it. Three people, three voices. One is completely inaudible. One is that the sound is very small, and the other is that it feels louder than a bell.

Before the three of them could figure out the situation, the sword turned in a different direction.

"You see, this sword has moved. Han Lingsha whispered.

"Yes, this sword seems to be pointing in a certain direction. Liu Mengli also found out about this situation and said.

"yes. Yun Tianhe reacted at the latest, and after reacting, he grabbed the sword. The moment he grabbed the sword, the sword trembled slightly in his hand, as if it wanted to fly out in a certain direction. At that moment, he was shocked, and hurriedly used his skills to suppress the strength of this sword. But no matter how it is suppressed, the sword still has a tendency to move in a certain direction. Moreover, at the moment when he sensed that the sword was moving in the direction of a certain peak and he suppressed the sword, he had already been taken out of the door by the sword.

When Liu Mengli and Han Lingsha saw this scene, they also rushed out. The two women looked in the direction pointed by the tip of the sword, and Han Lingsha exclaimed, "Where, where is the direction of the forbidden land." This is the basic sense of direction of every tomb robber, and these days, she has memorized every direction of every Qionghua. So when you see the tip of the sword, you immediately know where the tip of the sword is pointing.

As soon as Han Lingsha said this, several people looked at me and I looked at you, I didn't know how to do it.

In the end, it was Han Lingsha who spoke: "Otherwise, how about we go to the forbidden land to see?" Since this sword is pointing towards, why don't we follow it, maybe it really has something to do with this sword." ”

Liu Mengli and Yun Tianhe were still hesitating, and Han Lingsha continued: "Tianhe, maybe there are things from your father in the place where this sword is pointed! You think, disciples are not allowed to go to the forbidden land, and your father once lived in Qionghua, but why don't Xiao Ziying and the others know about the person who has your father? Since this sword was left to you by your father, the forbidden place where the sword is pointed, maybe you can find some information about your father?"

Although this assumption is extremely bold, it is also very reasonable, Yun Tianhe was brought to go down the mountain to find his father and mother, and when Han Lingsha said this, he thought about it and nodded.

This breaking the taboo is addictive, breaking the rule that new disciples can't go out on the first day after they enter, and now it's proposing to enter the forbidden land. Even Liu Mengli couldn't resist this curiosity and temptation, and nodded.

The small group of three formed a team again, followed the direction pointed by the tip of the sword, and avoided the sight of the night patrol disciples all the way, and came to the sword forest in front of the forbidden land.

In the Qionghua faction, the sword forest, like the Suxian Hall where Ziying went before, is the place of the seniors in this year's sect. Suxian Hall is the place where the heads of the various generations of the Qionghua Sect and the first-level figures of the elders are located, and the Sword Forest is the place where the swords used by the predecessors are displayed. Every Qingming season, the cactus will lead the disciples to come here to worship the heroic spirits of their predecessors. On the day when a disciple encounters something or has a relationship with his direct teacher, there will be one or two disciples, and there will be three or two of them to worry about.

Although faith is an immortal, emotion is an ancestor.

Yun Tianhe and the three of them entered the sword forest, only to see that there were many swords cast from boulders, and there were several long swords hanging on the sword body, and the sword spikes of all the long swords were dark in color, indicating that they were all the things of the deceased predecessors. These swords are obviously old, and I don't know if they are the swords used by the predecessors in that area. The three of them watched around and couldn't help but sigh. Back then, the owners of these long swords, these deceased predecessors, must have been some heroes and heroes who acted chivalrous and righteous, or they relied on their weakness to resist the wind and cultivated to a profound Taoist. But time has passed, and what they have left behind today is nothing but nostalgia, and only these swords that have accompanied them all their lives.