Chapter 229: Sword Ridge

The mountain roads are complicated. Although Bai Qin'an said that these mountain roads can eventually lead to the Sword Pavilion of Miaoshan Mountain, in fact, they have many twists and turns and many branches. It is impossible to know where they will eventually lead.

"This path, the Skyline Sword Manual should lead to the Jiange, what about the one next to it, is it used to confuse others, or is there another way?" Zhu Minglang stood at a fork in a mountain road.

As he walked towards this path leading to seclusion, he was still a little more curious.

Turning around, walking along this slightly weird path, soon the Sword Spirit Dragon in the spiritual domain trembled, as if responding to some call.

Did the Sword Spirit Dragon respond?

Could it be that the ancient sword is hidden in the mountain?

Zhu Minglang quickened his pace, but the road in front of him was suddenly divided into nine, and there were nine identical paths, only the pattern of the sword manual on the steps was different. Zhu Minglang had to find it from the basic sword poses on the steps ahead. The only correct derivation!

"Sword Spirit Dragon, you make gestures again, let me see." Zhu Minglang called out Sword Spirit Dragon.

The Sword Spirit Dragon danced in mid-air according to the moves in the sword manual on the nine paths. Zhu Minglang watched it very seriously, but soon he fell into deep thought.

The derivation of these nine sword manuals is no problem at all. Although it is a flying sword genre that I am not familiar with, the power they produce, the effect they produce, and the situations they use are all feasible!

How to choose this? ?

You could use the method of elimination before, but now all nine are the correct answers.

"Since they are all right, choose one at random."

If it were a person with a low level of swordsmanship, he might hesitate on these nine paths, insisting on deriving the only correct sword manual.

But in Zhu Minglang's view, there is no problem with these nine flying sword manuals. While they are self-contained, they are also complete. In this case, there is no need to waste time on choices.

Taking a step forward, Zhu Minglang's steps were steady, and he didn't have any doubts about the changing sword moves on the steps.

While walking, Zhu Minglang asked Jian Linglong to imitate the moves on the sword manual, and saw Jian Linglong continuously slashing across the sword marks on this long road, and the sword marks danced like fireflies in the forest!

Although Zhu Minglang has no cultivation base,

But the sword moves can be imitated. As it walks, it unites with the sword spirit dragon's mind, and dances the sword in the air.

Finally, after reading the complete sword manual, Zhu Minglang found himself in a sword mound!

The wild grass is desolate, the hills are undulating, and on one stone mound after another, there are not tombstones standing, but swords that have been eroded by time!

"This is the Miaoshan Sword Tomb!" Zhu Minglang was overjoyed.

Desolate and ancient, the sword mound was a bit bleak, but when he walked into the sword mound, Zhu Minglang even felt a chilling air rushing towards his face. The ancient swords on the stone mound seemed like thousands of years old. The soul guards who are immortal for thousands of years are extremely hostile to all creatures that break into this place.

"Boom!!!"

"Om!!!!"

The sword mound suddenly uttered mournful cries, and the sword stuck on the stone mound seemed to come alive, and it was breaking away from those strong tomb mounds by itself!

There are so many tombs that you can't see the end at a glance, and there are countless ancient suppressing swords in them. At this moment, their hostility is getting deeper and stronger, and the aura that rolls up seems to kill Zhu Minglang The intruder was torn to pieces!

"What's going on here? Could it be that there's also a sword spirit here?" Zhu Minglang looked at the tomb in surprise, at the ancient swords that were as cold as beasts.

At this moment, Jian Linglong's whole body is bright red, and the sun is strong, shining on Jian Linglong's body, but the silhouettes reflected on the ground are overlapping, as if all the sword souls in Jian Linglong's body are revealed.

"The Yaoshan Sword Sect and the Miaoshan Sword Sect were originally the same sect. During a split, the two factions had a fight. At that time, an unknown number of masters fell and an unknown number of swords were broken. In order to commemorate their respective sword ancestors, Yao The Mountain Sword Sect has Abandoned Sword Forest, and the Misty Mountain Sword Sect has Jianzhong Ridge..." At this time, an old-fashioned voice sounded from behind Zhu Minglang.

The person who spoke was Mr. Koi, and it still turned into koi embroidery, attached to Zhu Minglang's clothes.

Only this time it didn't show up, it just spoke there.

"That battle was so dark and dark. After so many years, those inheritors of the Sword Sect may have completely forgotten it, but they still remember the ancient swords that fell in that battle." Mr. Jinli continued.

Zhu Minglang looked over and saw that although Jian Linglong was only hanging in the air with a single sword, it did exude a different aura. Several ancient swords that had been sleeping in it all came to life, glowing with a never-before-seen The inscription pattern is brilliant!

"Even if the sea and dry mountains are destroyed, will there be no winner in the end?" Zhu Minglang said to himself.

From the emotions of the sword spirit dragon, Zhu Minglang could feel the unwillingness and unyielding will of those who broke the ancient sword...

This reminded Zhu Minglang of what Zhu Tianguan had said to him.

Every inscription pattern has a story, or its owner is earth-shattering, or this weapon triggered a heroic fight, or this weapon spirit witnessed the rise and fall of the sect...

Their souls will only wake up under certain circumstances.

The fruitless fight between the Miaoshan Sword Sect and the Yaoshan Sword Sect stopped because of the fall of the sword master and the old age of the sword master, but these ancient swords have never been forgotten!

"Sword Spirit Dragon is the abandoned sword forest of the entire Yaoshan Sword Sect. Originally, the distance between the two places is more than half of the Jiting Continent, and it is impossible to make any noise..." Mr. Jinli still spoke from behind Zhu Minglang, and secretly marveled .

This is the tomb of the sword.

That rusty mountain forest at dusk is not the grave forest of Jian.

Maybe because he didn't want to be forgotten, or maybe he always wanted to draw a winner, Zhu Minglang seemed to be able to hear the ancient swords on the continuous sword mounds screaming.

A huge cloud slowly covered the strong sunlight.

Jianzhong Ridge began to darken, and a strange mist filled the surroundings, covering everything in Zhu Minglang's field of vision.

I don't know if it was his own illusion, but Zhu Minglang saw the woman in the simple drawing in the sword manual flying out on the long steps behind him!

On each step, there was a Jianying woman who took out the dilapidated ancient sword from the sword mound and surrounded Zhu Minglang and Jian Linglong!

Zhu Minglang was taken aback. He traveled all over the world by himself. He had never seen such a scene before!

"Don't panic, it's just a scene similar to a ghost market." Mr. Koi said.

When Zhu Minglang heard this, his complexion became even worse.

That... that is haunted!

Those brief shadows can be regarded as illusory ghosts, but those swords are genuine!