"So the bottom is half soft, no wonder those swords can be easily inserted into it." Xia Lin was suddenly stunned and suddenly looked at the place where the purple long sword was inserted, which seemed to be different from other places.

Xia Lin glanced around and found that almost all the long swords, including the Ice Sword, were inserted into the bottom half a meter deep! The purple long sword almost all the long sword floated in the water, which looked particularly different.

"Is it because of the sixth-grade Xuanbao?"

Xia Lin looked over and found that the color under the purple long sword was actually a little different from the surroundings, a little bit different, but he still saw it.

It seemed to be a rectangular object, under the purple sword.

"What, uh... a brick?" Xia Lin looked at this thing similar to a brick.

Just as he was thinking about what this brick was, Xia Lin suddenly felt a chill of coldness coming, and a sense of crisis instantly spread throughout his body, covering all parts of his body and everywhere!

And the most terrifying thing is that the direction of the crisis this time was in all directions.

"Damn it!"

Xia Lin's pupils shrank slightly, and his hair shivered. This feeling... was stronger than the last time he met the old man in gray. Was it the purple sword coming from? No, no. If the purple sword came, it would never be like now, and the sense of crisis actually came from all directions.

Thinking of this, Xia Lin's heart sank and thought of a terrible fact.

The person who was peeping at him at this time was the legendary ancestor of Jian's family who had changed the five transformations of Qingyun! Only he could give Xia Lin this feeling, a crisis that was even more terrifying than the old man in gray.

Obviously, the way he stared at the purple sword and kept looking at it had attracted the attention of the ancestor. If he hadn't taken action yet, he would have been killed on the spot.

Xia Lin tried his best to see that there was no change, and did not dare to make any moves, and still stared at the purple long sword.

"The enhanced perception, feeling this crisis in advance, is probably not noticed by ordinary people. Now, I want to pretend that I have not discovered his existence." Xia Lin thought to himself, "No wonder that middle-aged man was so relaxed and let several people practice. It turns out that this sword pool was secretly guarded by the ancestor of Jian's family, and its power is terrifying!"

"The sword pool will only be opened once after the famous sword conference is over. It is natural for the ancestor of Jian's family to appear. But I was neglected." Xia Lin frowned and secretly felt that the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger.

"Hey, Jianming." Xia Lin suddenly spoke.

Jianming, who was practicing, was startled and looked at Xia Lin with dissatisfaction: "What?"

"The swords here are all affected by this mysterious treasure, and they are even sharper?" Xia Lin said, pointing to the dense long swords in the sword pool.

"Naturally, that sword is a sixth-grade mysterious treasure. It filled the entire sword pool with sword energy and nourished these swords." Jian Ming said calmly.

"Oh." Xia Lin was thinking. "Why didn't the purple long sword be inserted into the sword pool? The mud below seems to be soft."

Jianming glanced at him. "That's a sixth-grade mysterious treasure, and it's a sharp weapon in the sword! The sharpness is unimaginable. It will be inserted directly into the sword pool, and even the hilt of the sword is instantly submerged, entering several meters deep underground. How can I nourish it? So later the ancestor found a hard stone and placed it under it to ensure that it will not fall below the sword pool."

"So that's it." Xia Lin suddenly realized that this thing was really a stone, used to cushion the sword.

"So. If I put the Ice Sword next to it, will it be better to nourish it?" Xia Lin said with his eyes glowing.

Jianming's face changed: "Don't do anything randomly, that thing is very dangerous."

"Oh, what are you afraid of? I don't steal it. I just put my ice sword closer to it, so that the nourishing effect is better. Otherwise, I would have to soak in this pool for a long time." Xia Lin waved his hand indifferently, then jumped down and took the ice sword into his hand.

Back on the shore again, Xia Lin threw the purple sword hard at the position.

"Puchi!"

The ice sword was firmly inserted beside the purple long sword.

"Buzz--"

A light sound rang out, and the purple sword shone slightly, shining on the ice sword, and there was a purple light.

"Haha, see, it's effective." Xia Lin said in surprise.

Jianming looked at him like a madman, "For the sake of a sword, what if the ancestor is alarmed, you won't know how you die."

"Don't worry, the ancestor of Jian's family must be an enlightened person. I will not steal or rob, and I will be allowed to nourish the sword. What are you afraid of?" Xia Lin said indifferently, then waved his hand and found a place to sit cross-legged: "Time is precious, so hurry up and practice."

Jian Ming frowned and immersed himself in the cultivation again.

Xia Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief, because at this time, the feeling of peeping and the sense of crisis finally disappeared!

It seems that the actions and performances just now made the ancestor of Jian's family completely believe that he just wanted to nourish the Ice Sword.

Sitting cross-legged, Xia Lin's position was facing the direction of the Ice Sword and the Purple Sword. From his squinting eyes, you could clearly see the movements of the two swords.

How should we get it? From the nose of the Jian family ancestor? Xia Lin thinks it is unreliable.

This purple long sword is the same as the sword pool.

Once the purple long sword disappears, the sword pool will be destroyed instantly, and the entire Jian family's inheritance will be almost destroyed, and the Jian family's ancestor must go crazy.

So even though only the three disciples of Qingyun Second Breeding came, the Jian family ancestor was still worried about taking care of himself. It can be seen that he was facing the purple long sword.

Time passes slowly, Xia Lin seems to be practicing, but in fact he is secretly paying attention to everything around him.

All the places in the sword pool, the surrounding walls, and the long swords in the pool water were observed incredibly subtle ways. However, there was no passage or any place to take advantage of the tricks. There was only one entrance to the sword pool! It was the doorway, where there was a middle-aged sword cultivator with Qingyun Second Transformation, and at this time, there was a Qingyun Five Transformation Ancestor Jian Family who was observing.

Another dead knot!

In a flash, Xia Lin recorded almost all the places here, and there were so many long swords in total and the direction of each long sword in very detailed. However, these did not help his goal. He could not avoid the ancestor of Jian's family, and there was only a dead end.

"Everyone, the time is up."

Twelve hours have arrived, and the middle-aged man appeared at the entrance very on time, "How many people have made progress?"

A look of surprise flashed in Jianming's eyes and he looked at Xia Lin provocatively: "I seem to be closer to Qingyun Sanbian."

Zhu Youtian also nodded secretly, obviously making quite progress.

Xia Lin shook his head helplessly: "The injury has just recovered and the progress is not very big, which is a pity."

The middle-aged man smiled indifferently and said, "Let's go."

Xia Lin pointed to the ice sword in the distance, "Uh, I haven't taken it yet."

When the middle-aged man saw it, he was suddenly frightened and angry: "You dare to place this sword next to it?"

Xia Lin scratched his head and laughed: "Didn't this want to nourish more fully? I don't want to miss it an opportunity that is rare in a century."

"snort!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly but didn't say anything. Since the ancestor did not stop him, he must have acquiesced and said immediately: "Well, your injury has arisen because of the establishment of a family, resulting in no improvement in cultivation. Your sword has been nourished by it, and your journey to the sword pool is not in vain."

"I'll get it now." Xia Lin said in surprise.

"Wait--" The middle-aged man glanced at him dissatisfiedly, "You can try it if you want to die, have you forgotten what I said?"

Shaking his head helplessly, the middle-aged man stood by the sword pool and took a deep breath, "Wait, I will suppress its sword energy later, and then you quickly take out your heavy sword, do you know?"

"Understand." Xia Lin nodded.

"Remember, there is only three breaths. If I miss it, I can't save you." The middle-aged man said seriously. After saying that, his hands quickly gestured mysterious gestures, intertwined in his hands.

At the same time, a sword energy bombarded the purple sword.

The purple sword seemed to feel the attack, and was furious in an instant. Purple sword energy burst out and attacked. The gestures in the middle-aged man's hands flashed again, and the speed was faster. He suppressed these purple sword energy and shouted at the same time, "It's now, hurry!"

Xia Lin rushed out with a whoosh, rushed to the front of the Ice Sword and grabbed it, but at the same time, he was shocked all over, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes.

"Hurry up!" The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw Xia Lin at this time, and immediately roared.

Xia Lin was shocked and woke up in an instant. The wandering wandered on and flickered out.

"boom!"

Just after he left, purple sword energy burst the surrounding pool water to more than ten meters high, and it took him a long time to calm down.

The middle-aged man looked at Xia Lin with some lingering fear and said dissatisfiedly: "Why was stunned just now? At this time, you dare to stare at daze?"

Xia Lin waved his hand in a hurry: "I dare not joke about my life. Just now, the moment I grabbed the Ice Sword, I accidentally glanced at the purple sword, and suddenly felt a terrible aura attacking me. I couldn't help but be stunned, as if I was confused by something. If you hadn't shouted, I'm afraid I would have been obsessed."

After saying that, Xia Lin looked at the purple long sword in panic: "This sixth-grade Xuanbao is so terrible. If you take a look, you will almost be captured."

The middle-aged man then realized that he didn't know much about the sword, and he nodded immediately: "Don't do such a thing in the future, otherwise you will die in the Jian family and the Jian family will be unable to defend."

Xia Lin smiled awkwardly: "No."

"Very good, since that's the case, then go out." The middle-aged man nodded and walked outside with everyone.

Before Xia Lin left, he looked back again. No one knew that this time, he was not looking at the purple sword, but the brick-shaped thing under the purple sword.
Chapter completed!