There are no days and nights in practice, and the years fly by in the blink of an eye, two years later.

In the sword mound, on the cliff of this unknown mountain range, Lin Chen opened his eyes, slowly stood up, a wind blew, blowing up the black hair that had not been repaired for a long time and had grown to a shawl, Lin Chen exhaled deeply, carefully felt the changes in his body at this moment, only to feel a surging vitality filled the skin in every part of his body, and the injuries on his body had healed most of them in the uninterrupted cultivation of these days, although his true yuan dao power had not fully recovered, but he had unconsciously made great progress.

"Forget life and die...... I didn't expect to be punished this time, but it was a practice that put aside life and death, and I broke through from the period of renunciation to the enlightenment period, which was only one step away from the humane period, but I lacked the opportunity...... Is this a blessing in disguise?"

Lin Chen sighed secretly in his mouth, and with a hint of the trick, he was inserted upside down on the ground, and the Youhuang Demon Sword that entered the stone suddenly shook its body, and in the smoke and dust flying, Huo Ran rose and fell into Lin Chen's hand.

A trace of cold breath connected with flesh and blood, coming up along his wrist, and the faint warmth of the ancient wonder on his arm, intertwined, slowly wandering in his body, it was an indescribable strange feeling, both strange and vaguely familiar, Lin Chen frowned, these two magic weapons that had an indissoluble relationship with him, it was the first time he really felt their existence, the ancient treasure psychic, "Thunder God Jian" Quietly integrated into his arm, in the process of cultivation, he felt the closeness of this ancient artifact to him all the time, and his body was able to recover so quickly, it can be said that it was largely due to it, but the moment he held the glow, that faint sense of joy suddenly dissipated, and was replaced by a feeling of rejection and resistance, just like the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier of Phoenix Bingli resisted himself at the beginning......

Thinking of this, Lin Chenhu's heart moved, and Zhenyuan poured into the "Sumeru Mustard Seed" on his wrist, and he was about to receive "Youhuang" into it, but the next moment he was stunned, "Youhuang" turned out to be the same as the ancient sword "Taichu", which could not be collected by the storage vessel!

Could it be that this magic sword given by the Demon Venerable in the past is also a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon!?

Lin Chen looked at "Youhuang" in a daze, a complicated expression appeared on his face, this once unruly magic sword was gently emitting a faint glow at this moment, as if responding to him.

In the past, a scene on Penglai slowly emerged in front of me, when Chinese New Year's Eve Chonglou used "Youhuang" to break through the sky of Penglai, and came with the momentum of heaven and earth, not for immortality, but for a Dan...... How did that young and ignorant self know that Demon Venerable's "This sword, send you!" was enough to make the entire cultivation world go crazy?

Although this is the reward of alchemy, it is also too shocking...... Lin Chen smiled bitterly, what kind of mind and courage does it take to give away the Pure Yang Treasure to others? Thinking back to the past, Ye Chonglou proudly shouted, "Under the ground in the world, who is an immortal in the three thousand red dust!", presumably the height he is at is enough to overlook all living beings, right?

Suddenly, Lin Chen couldn't help but remember that Master Yan Jingchen had said the same thing as Ye Chonglou-

"In this world, what is not lonely. ”

This sentence has made him think about it for countless late nights, and after he has experienced life and death many times, he has a deeper understanding every time.

Can you become that person one day?

Lin Chen tightened his palm holding the hilt of the "Youhuang" sword, took a deep breath, collected his mood, the sword trick snapped out, the "Youhuang" flew out of his hand, and after spinning around him a few times, it quietly stopped in front of him, Lin Chen smiled, stood on the edge of the cliff, and looked at the vast world in front of him.

The cold mountain wind blew, his clothes hunted, and the unknown ancient trees behind the cliff trembled, and in an instant, the withered leaves in the sky drifted with the wind to the ground below.

How many unknown years have accumulated here for thousands of years?

Falling leaves, seeds sleeping, flowers blooming, endless time flowing, the sea turns into mulberry fields, plants and trees from generation to generation, is there always a piece of wind upright, just like their ancestors?

The next moment, Lin Chen's figure soared and jumped out of this small world, "Youhuang" followed him like a shadow, or made a ghostly light, falling on his toes like light ripples, supporting his body, and running into the unknown distance.

......

Remnant swords everywhere, criss-crossed, Lin Chen flew all the way to the sword, only to feel that the name of the sword mound is really worthy of the name, thinking of the various immortal sayings about the sword mound handed down in Shu Mountain, Lin Chen shook his head with a wry smile, to seek immortal fate from this fierce place where only swords are left, how easy it is to say! Fortunately, he already has a "Youhuang", and the only thing to do now is to find a way out to the outside world.

It's just that at present, this purpose seems to have become far away, the size of the sword mound is far beyond his imagination, the ancient immortals who opened up the sword mound at the beginning, the magical power they possess is really unimaginable, Lin Chen secretly sighed, and lowered the sword momentum in front of this strange mountain range in front of him, and the sword flew for many days and moons, and he found that in addition to the cliff when he woke up, it was really not easy to find a foothold in the sword mound, as far as his eyes could see, as if the entire earth was almost densely packed with broken swords and unknown tombs, there was no way out, if he hadn't seen the strangeness here in front of him from a distance, I am afraid he would have been unable to help but go down and forcibly open up a way。

Looking down from the sky, there is a white expanse, this mountain range seems to have no end, as if a moat, separating the red earth full of remnants of the sword and the heaven and earth behind it, it is distinct, it looks extremely weird, there is a layer of thick fog floating above the whole mountain range, covering the blood-colored sky overhead, through the fog, a piece of forest can be vaguely seen, black and gloomy, it looks extraordinarily gloomy.

Lin Chen fell to the ground, but saw that the four fields were dead and deep, and in the distance of the deep mountains, there seemed to be something quietly dormant in the darkness, and what surprised him the most was that since he fell here, the dark red world outside could no longer be seen, as if he had entered another world.

"Maze, how can there be such a place in the Sword Shrine?"

Lin Chen muttered to himself in surprise, but his heart was excited, and he who had gained Murong Yuxuan's lifelong experience in the formation saw that this maze was not natural, but a man-made formation.

He settled down and walked towards the darkness in front of him, the Brilliant Demon Sword in his hand emitted a faint light, reflecting the surrounding several feet away, and the dark and damp mountain road in front of him was faintly visible, but it seemed that there was no end.

Somehow, Lin Chen, who had never been afraid of ghosts and gods, slowly felt that he was starting to feel a little nervous, who knew what would be waiting for him there?

With the strength of his mind, even if he encounters something dangerous, he can't shake half a point, however, this void darkness makes him irritable.

What would it feel like to have only one fish in a lake?

Some people are not afraid of loneliness, but they are afraid of loneliness, even if they are used to it.

The light emanating from the gloom, in the dark, appeared particularly soft, the sky-high aura that it once had, was so calm at the moment, the faint divine light flickered in the mountains and forests, and then slowly returned to the darkness, Lin Chen looked around silently, the deeper he went into the mountains, the colder the wind blew in the forest, obviously, this was not the common mountain wind, but the yin wind full of endless resentment.

Ghost!

Lin Chen's heart tightened, and he subconsciously tightened his palms, the sword soul aura that had been gathered in the sword mound for thousands of years had derived from many demon spirits that were not born and unknown, and he had practiced so far, although he had also encountered ghosts and fierce spirits, but it was the first time he had encountered such a netherworld.

It's just that what surprised him was that although the mountain road ahead was tortuous and lost, it was not very undulating, and it was not difficult for him to be proficient in formation, and it was not difficult to identify the way, and it was all unexpectedly dangerous to move forward.

Suddenly, Lin Chen stopped, and at this moment, a strong wind rushed towards him, and almost at the same time, his body disappeared in place and appeared behind.

"Puff-"

Hearing only a muffled sound, a huge pit was broken in the place where he was standing, and the broken stones flew indiscriminately, hitting the towering ancient trees around him, crumbling and crumbling.

Before Lin Chen could see what was attacking him, he only heard a roar in the darkness, and then a cold breath came from the mountains and seas, when the hood was underneath, among the turbulence, the surroundings were frozen by the cold, Lin Chen's pupils contracted, but his body was immovable, although he didn't know what demons and ghosts were sneaking up, but since it appeared, there was no reason to be afraid.

"Good time!"

Lin Chen shouted quickly, and the Brilliant Demon Sword in his hand suddenly burst into a burst of blazing purple flames, and in an instant, with the sword technique that flicked out of his fingers, he met the cold breath in his head!

It was the fourth sword technique of the Shattering Heaven Sword Technique-"Avalanche!"

But I heard a loud bang, and in an instant, the cold was pressed back by the "Youhuang", and there was a "hissing" sound of burning in mid-air, and the surrounding frozen ground and trees turned into a scorched black after the flames!

"Whew......"

I only heard a painful roar, which burst out from the front, and through the faint light of the fire, I saw two blood-red cold eyes with a fierce light.

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PS: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival! I've really been unhappy lately, in life, emotionally, give me some time to adjust, okay? Friends who are disappointed in me, I'm really sorry for letting you down.