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Chapter 52

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The illustration book of Jinglang Sword has been kept for hundreds of years, so naturally Luo Qun and Wei Xinglan won't take it just because of their words.

After several people read it, Yan Zhuoliu put the illustrated book back on the shelf, straightened the slightly messy books on one side, and said, "This illustrated book is left by the elders in the family. It is in my hands." Naturally, it will be stored for a hundred years, I hope the two girls will be considerate, if you still want to explore something, you can read it at any time."

Luo Que nodded knowingly: "Senior can bring us into the Hidden Sword Pavilion, it is already a blessing we could not have wished for." She paused and frowned slightly, "I just don't know, who is Bai Mei?"

Not only Xue Fengyi, but even Wei Xinglan's face changed when he heard the words.

Xue Fengyi's face was cold, he turned his back to the light, his expression seemed to be cloudy, as if he was out of breath, but he was holding back.

The corners of Wei Xinglan's slightly raised mouth froze as Wei Xinglan stood beside him, and he couldn't help pinching the five fingers on Qifeng's palm with extra strength, causing the little girl with two braids to look up at her frequently. .

After a while, Xue Fengyi sighed, his whole body seemed to be slack, and he said in a deep voice: "What happened nearly a hundred years ago is rarely mentioned now. The origin of the white eyebrow and Jinglang sword is a long story."

He went on to say: "No one knows where the white eyebrows came from, only know that he was crazy and weird all his life, he created a set of strange and powerful exercises, and was cut off by the No. 1 martial arts at that time in the battle of Tongguling After the battle, he came to Zhujian Valley to ask for a sword, which took more than ten years to forge."

Yan Juliu nodded, "After the Surging Wave Sword was released, he told all the casting masters that this sword will be his life from now on, and he wants to hide something in it, but no one knows what he has hidden, and no one knows what he has hidden. I don't know what kind of exercises he practiced, but his appearance has not changed in the past few decades."

Luo Que was surprised, "This exercise is so strange."

"When he came out of the rivers and lakes again, several masters practiced their hands to kill him and buried him in the wild mountains, and the Jinglang sword that was left in the mountains was also picked up by others." Yan Juliu frowned. .

"Then why was this sword abandoned in the Chishui Pool on Qingfeng Island?" Luo Quin asked.

Yan Zhuoliu thought for a moment, "There are rumors that there is a supreme treasure hidden in Jinglang Sword, and that there is immortality hidden in Human Dao Sword, but after Baimei's death, what is hidden in this sword has become a secret. .Later, the person holding the Jinglang sword was killed for no reason, and some people said that it was Baimei who came to retrieve his sword."

She paused for a moment, as if she was sighing, "This sword went through the hands of many people, and finally fell into Qingfeng Island. In order to prevent future troubles, the young Ye Ziyi made a decision that no one expected. He buried the sword into Chishuitan."

Luo Que fell silent. She has lived on Qingfeng Island for many years, so she naturally knows what it is like at the bottom of Chishuitan. The water underneath is scorching hot, and no living thing can survive at the bottom of the lake. If someone sneaks into it, they will be burnt to pieces. .The pool was several feet deep, and the bottom was dark and dark. It was even more difficult to find a sword.

Yan Juliu said again: "Everyone thought Bai Mei was dead, but..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Xue Fengyi. Xue Fengyi seemed to be afraid, and said in a deep voice: "The next thing is not important."

Luo Que frowned, inexplicably feeling that what happened later was what she really wanted to know.

Miss Wei Er, who had been listening for a long time, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "I know what happened next, if you want to hear it, I will talk to you in detail all night, if you want to go out at night with a candle, under the moon and flowers It's okay to have a long talk."

Qifeng, who was being held by her hand, trembled all over, and said in her heart, sister Fairy is really pitiful, not only has to share the same room with this female fairy, but also suffers face to face, not only has to be pinched, but also knees and shoulders shoulder.

Luo Que was silent for a long time, and finally uttered a word: "Okay."

Wei Xinglan smiled like a triumphant fox.

……

The Sword Tomb is deep in the valley, backed by mountains and facing the quiet path, it looks like a bottomless cave.It was dark and cold, and there was a sound of puffing from inside, like a group of bats flapping their wings.

The sound of water in the cave jingled, and a lot of moss grew along the way, making the ground slippery and difficult to walk on.

Xue Fengyi had trouble walking, so he went back to his room early to rest, while Master Yan changed into light clothes and walked in with Luo Qun and Wei Xinglan.

Qifeng insisted on following the two of them, no matter how Ren Yanjuliu tried to dissuade her, she refused to go back with the maidservant, she pursed her lips and hid behind Luo Quin, tightly clutching the sleeve of the fairy sister in front of her.

Luo Que said: "Forget it, let her follow, I will take her with me."

Wei Xinglan who was on the side immediately said: "She loved to hold me in the hidden sword pavilion, so I should have taken care of her." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and squeezed Qifeng's warm little hand tightly. of.

Qi Feng felt very bitter in his heart, and thought, she was obviously forced to hold her hand when she was in the hidden sword pavilion, who would want to hold hands with this domineering and frightening female fairy.

The terrain in the cave goes straight down, and the stone steps seem to be cut by knives and swords. They are steep and flat, with sharp edges and corners.

A smell came from the depths of the cave, as if it had been soaked in water for a long time and then rusted. It was the smell produced by thousands of pig irons being corroded.

If there is only a little bit, maybe the smell will not feel uncomfortable, but the smell is too strong, pungent and piercing, it is difficult to swallow, and it is even more difficult to vomit.

"This is the Sword Tomb." Yan Zhuoliu turned to look at them, the eyes that were originally gentle as water seemed to have a lot of meaning in this dark and cold cave.

Luo Quin held an oil lamp in his hand, and the further he walked in, the more the flame trembled, and a gust of cold wind came out from inside, almost blowing out the flame.

She raised her hand to block the oil lamp, covering most of the cold wind.

"There should be thousands of swords buried in this sword tomb." Wei Xinglan said.

Yan Juliu smiled, "I dare not say tens of thousands, but there are still thousands."

She raised the lamp up to her eyes, illuminating the damp stone wall on one side, groping around on the wall, flexing her fingers, and finally pulled out a sunken stone.

All of a sudden, the hidden weapon inside the mechanism rumbled, as if some gears were turning, clucking and moving, and finally there was a click, and all the sounds fell silent.

When the hidden weapon of the mechanism sounded, Luo Quin paid a little attention to the location where the sounds came from.Those voices were placed in several places, and they didn't fall from every corner, obviously trying to make the intruders lose their hiding places.

Thousands of swords are buried in the sword mound. There are not only weapons used by heroes to restrain the weak and support the strong, but also weapons used by the wicked to bully the weak. There are even weapons used by many unknown soldiers to survive in the rivers and lakes.

From this point of view, it is not unreasonable to set up a net here, if these weapons are stolen by someone with a heart, the consequences will be disastrous.

Yan Zhuoliu put down his hand, and led the three of them to walk in. On the way, no hidden weapon came out of the air, and it was very quiet inside, with candles crackling from time to time.

Seeing that it was the owner of the valley, several maidservants guarding the sword hurriedly raised the candlelight, bowed, turned around and left without saying a word.

Luo Que frowned, feeling that those people were very strange.

Sensing her doubts, Yan Zhuoliu said, "Occasionally, I will go out of the valley and bring back children who were discarded along the road to raise them. The treacherous weapon cannot be revealed, so it is just right for them to guard here."

Luo Que nodded slightly when he heard the words, and thought to himself, what kind of magical weapon is that, so that Master Yan Gu is so cautious that he only dares to let a group of dumb guards here.

It was only when she reached the burial pit that she saw the scene inside clearly.

The pit must be more than ten feet deep, and the bottom is filled with all kinds of weapons, and the swords are overlapped, forming a hard and indestructible mountain depression.

The swords at the bottom are old and most of them have been corroded, while the swords going up are newer and sharper.

The blade was smooth, like thousands of broken mirrors pieced together, reflecting the cold light under the slightly trembling candlelight.

On the top is a silver sword inserted vertically, the body of the sword is like a white flood dragon, and the frame of the sword is like a half-opened snow lotus.Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the tip of the sword pierced through the horizontal blade below, and stood firmly on top of it.

"Could it be that useless sword." Luo Qun asked.

Wei Xinglan lowered his eyes to look at the sword in his hand, it was indeed very similar to that one.

"Yes, although it is an abandoned sword, compared to other swords in this sword mound, it is already outstanding. Baimei's pursuit of weapons is almost crazy. After taking this sword away, less than half a month later, he came to make swords again. Gu, I will ask for a new sword after burying the sword." Yan Juliu said.

"I wonder if I can take a look at that sword." Wei Xinglan asked.

Yan Juliu nodded: "Of course."

Hearing this, Wei Xinglan handed the Jinglang Sword in front of Luo Quin, and then let go of Qifeng's hand. She eagerly glanced at the long sword on the sword and said, "Hold it for me, I will give it to you." Go get the sword."

Luo Que was stunned for a moment, and she became a little boy holding a sword together. Even though he thought so, he stretched out his hand and held the slightly chilly sword tightly.

Wei Xinglan's feet were like stepping on the clouds, she jumped up, her momentum was like picking up the stars and catching the moon, she turned over and faced the high and long sword peak in the distance, the toe of her shoe lightly stepped on the scabbard, and after borrowing her strength, she was away from the topmost sword peak. The cold blade was several feet closer.

Clothes flutter, like a bird flapping its wings and chasing the wind.

Luo Que stood below and watched, and saw that the man suddenly pulled out the long sword embedded in several blades, and suddenly, like a divine sword unsheathed, the silver-white blade vibrated and buzzed.

This person always seems to be careless, but he can attract everyone's attention with just one move or light work, as if he came here with the moon behind his back.

After Wei Xinglan took out the discarded "Shocking Wave Sword", she turned around and stepped into the air, landing firmly in front of Luo Quin. She smiled and said, "Looking at it this way, we really seem to be holding the Mandarin Duck Sword." .”

Thinking of the palpitating feeling when she saw this man taking the sword just now, Luo Qin felt as if her hands were hot, and quickly stuffed the sword in her arms, while pretending to be calm and said: "You can have a mandarin duck on the left and a mandarin duck on the right. If you can draw a sword with just one hand, there will be no one in the Jianghu."