The mountain roads are complex. Although Bai Qinan said that these mountain roads can eventually lead to Miaoshan Jiange, they are actually winding and very many forks, and they don’t know where they will lead to in the end.

"This path, Tianhen Sword Note, should lead to Jiange. What about this one next to it? Or is there another way to confuse others?" Zhu Minglang stood at a crossing of a mountain road.

He was still a little more curious when he walked towards this path of secludedness.

After turning around and following this slightly strange path, the sword spirit dragon in the spiritual realm soon made a trembling sound, as if responding to a call.

Does the sword spirit dragon react?

Is it the ancient sword hidden in the mountain?

Zhu Minglang speeded up his pace, but the road in front of it suddenly split into nine, with nine exactly the same paths. Only the sword spectral pattern on the steps was different. Zhu Minglang must find the only correct derivative from the basic sword poses of some steps ahead!

"Sword Spirit Dragon, you can gesture it all, let me see." Zhu Minglang summoned the Sword Spirit Dragon.

The sword spirit dragon danced in the air according to the sword-score moves on the nine paths. Zhu Minglang saw it very seriously, but soon he fell into deep thought.

These nine sword scores are all fine. Although they are not familiar with the flying sword school, the power, effects, and scenarios they use all work!

How to choose this?

I could have used the exclusion method before, but now I think all nine are the correct answers.

"Since it's all right, then choose any one."

If it were someone with a low sword realm, he might hesitate on these nine paths and must come up with the only correct sword score.

But in Zhu Minglang's opinion, there is no problem with these nine flying sword scores. They are both self-organized and complete. Since this is the case, there is no need to waste time on the choice.

Take a step forward, I wish Minglang's pace was stable and there was no doubt about the changing sword techniques on the steps.

While walking, Zhu Minglang asked the sword spirit dragon to imitate the moves on the sword score. He saw the sword spirit dragon constantly passing sword marks on this long road, and the sword marks were dancing like fireflies in the forest!

Although Zhu Minglang has no cultivation, his sword moves can be imitated. While walking, it is united with the sword spirit dragon. He dances in the air. The dense sword lights and fireflies fill the mountains and forests, and has not dim on the leaves for a long time.

Finally, after reading the complete sword score, Zhu Minglang realized that he was in a sword tomb!

The weeds are desolate, the hills are undulating, and on one stone tomb after another, there are not tombstones, but sword weapons eroded by time!

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

Desolate and ancient, the sword tomb was a bit bleak, but when he walked into the sword tomb, Zhu Minglang even felt a solemn aura coming to his face. The ancient swords on the stone tomb were like a thousand-year-old soul guard, and had a deep hostility towards all creatures entering here.

"Buzz!!!"

"Buzz!!!"

The sword tomb suddenly let out a cry of sorrow. The sword inserted on the stone tomb seemed to come alive, and it was actually leaving the solid tombs itself!

The tombs are endless, and there is no end to the sight, and the ancient swords suppressed in them are countless. At this moment, their hostility is getting deeper and stronger. The rolled-up aura seems to tear Zhu Minglang, the intruder, into pieces!

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

The sword spirit dragon's body was red at this moment, and the sun was strong, shining on the sword spirit dragon's body. The silhouettes reflected on the ground were overlapping, as if all the sword souls in the sword spirit dragon's body were revealed.

"Yaoshan Sword Sect and Miaoshan Sword Sect were originally the same sect. During a split, the two sects fought a battle. At that time, many famous masters fell and countless famous swords were damaged. In order to mourn their respective sword ancestors, Yaoshan Sword Sect had a Qi Jianlin, and Miaoshan Sword Sect had a Jianzhongling..." At this time, an old-fashioned voice sounded from behind Zhu Minglang.

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

It's just that this time it didn't show up, it was just talking there.

"That battle was so dark that it was killed. After so many years, the inheritors of the Sword Sect may have completely forgotten it, but the ancient swords that fell in that battle still remembered it." Mr. Koi continued.

Zhu Minglang looked at him and saw that although the sword spirit dragon was hanging alone in the air, it did emit a different aura. Several ancient swords that were sleeping in it woke up and radiated an inscription light that had never been seen before!

"Even if the sea is dry and the mountains are dead, 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 the ancient sword...

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

Each inscription has a story, either its owner is earth-shaking, or this weapon triggers a heroic battle, or this weapon spirit witnesses the rise and fall of the sect...

Their souls will only awaken in specific situations.

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

"The Sword Spirit Dragon is the entire Yaoshan Sword Sect's absent sword forest. Originally, the two places were half apart, so it was impossible for them to make another sound..." Mr. Koi was still hiding behind Zhu Minglang and was also secretly amazed.

This is the tomb ridge of the sword.

That rusty forest at dusk isn't it the tomb of swords?

Perhaps he was unwilling to be forgotten, or perhaps he always wanted to decide a victory or defeat, Zhu Minglang seemed to be able to hear the ancient sword on the continuous sword tomb crying.

A huge cloud slowly obscures the strong sunlight.

Jianzhong Ridge began to darken, and there was a strange fog around it, covering everything in Zhu Minglang's vision.

I wonder if it was my own illusion, Zhu Minglang saw the long steps behind him, and the woman in the sword spectrogram flew out!

At each step, there was a Jianying woman who took out the dilapidated ancient sword from the sword tomb and surrounded Zhu Minglang and the sword spirit dragon!

Zhu Minglang was shocked. He had never seen such a scene when he traveled around the world!

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

When Zhu Minglang heard this, his face became worse.

That...that's haunted!
Chapter completed!