Li Chengfeng excitedly followed his senior brother through the long canyon to the deepest part of Wanjian Mountain: Wanjian Valley.
Li Chengfeng had imagined this place countless times last night, but never once had he been as shocked as before!
Rather than saying that this is a valley, it is better to say that this is another world. It seems to be isolated from the world. Li Chengfeng looked up and saw a huge, dense and dark sky above his head. This sky was like a bright Milky Way, with stars twinkling in it. , What stunned Li Chengfeng was that in this bright galaxy, there were countless swords of various types slowly swimming in the galaxy. They gathered together like a giant sword sleeping and drifting in the galaxy. dragon.
Li Chengfeng took a quick look and saw that this "giant dragon" was extremely majestic, a hundred meters long. It was swimming slowly, and its long swords collided with each other while swimming in mid-air, making bursts of metal sounds. The sound was so There are so many, so dense that they sound like waves.
Under this sky, there are sword tombs one after another. These tombs are densely packed and stretch out, making the entire valley look pitted and terrifying. The air of Ten Thousand Swords Valley is filled with the solemn air of death.
"Is this the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords?" Li Chengfeng was horrified, not only for the jaw-dropping bright stars and floating sword dragons in the sky, but also for the countless heroes of the Hidden Sword Pavilion and Sword Tombs on the ground.
"This is the final resting place for the heroic souls of every senior member of Hidden Sword Pavilion..." The senior brother looked at everything in front of him with complex eyes. "One day, I will also bury my bones here. The Sky-Breaking Sword in my hand... also Will return to this Ten Thousand Swords and Wandering Dragon."
Li Chengfeng looked at his senior brother and said to him seriously: "No, you can't!"
The senior brother was stunned for a moment, and then he became angry: "Do you think I'm not worthy?"
The eldest brother regarded everything in the Hidden Sword Pavilion as life, and regarded it as the highest honor to be buried in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords after his death. Li Chengfeng's words really hit his back and made him furious.
Li Chengfeng showed no fear on his face, and said seriously: "If you die too, it means that the Hidden Sword Pavilion is completely finished! When the time comes, who will collect your bones, and who will erect a monument for you?"
The senior brother stared at Li Chengfeng, the anger in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by extremely heavy pain and sadness. He took a deep breath, pointed to a high platform at the highest point of the valley, and said: "Go there, there is Li Wan." The sword travels to the nearest place to the dragon, and when Wan Jian passes by, you can find a sword of your own."
Li Chengfeng asked in confusion: "But with so many swords, how do you know which one to choose?"
The senior brother turned his head, his back to Li Chengfeng, and said calmly: "The sword chooses you, not you. When your Sword of Destiny passes by you, the sword will automatically fly to you. Come here."
Li Chengfeng was suddenly stunned. He nodded thoughtfully, but after thinking about it, he still asked inquiringly: "But is this sword psychic? How does it know whether I am suitable for it?"
The eldest brother said: "Every sword retains the sword soul and sword intention of its previous owner. The owner of the sword attaches his sword intention and soul to the long sword and turns it into a magic weapon, and it becomes a magic weapon. Although the soul cannot think, fighting has become instinctive for it. It can feel your unique aura, and the closer it is to its previous master, the more it will actively choose you."
Li Chengfeng asked again: "But what if several swords hit one person at the same time?"
The senior brother sneered and said: "Then pick the one you like..." After saying that, he moved and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already at a series of graves more than ten meters down the valley.
Li Chengfeng took a closer look and could barely see a stone tablet standing on the leader's grave, which was engraved with the words: Tomb of Lingtian's Thirteen Swords, but Li Chengfeng scanned a little, but only saw twelve Grave bag.
The senior brother took out a bottle of wine from his arms, sprinkled some on the ground, and sat in front of the graves. While drinking, he stared blankly at the tombstone of the Thirteen Swords of Lingtian, motionless.
Li Chengfeng withdrew his gaze, winked with Zhao Xiaobao and Su Yuehan who looked excited, and the three of them walked together along the path between the tombs in the valley to the highest stone platform.
The three of them walked for a while and came to the spacious stone platform surrounded by chains. They found that the stone platform was at the highest point of the valley, condescending like an outstretched arm, and the dragon's sword passed under the high platform. As soon as they lowered their heads, they could see the appearance of various swords among the Ten Thousand Swords Wandering Dragon.
"Master, can I also choose one?" Zhao Xiaobao's eyes were shining with excitement on his face.
Li Chengfeng looked at the eldest brother at the bottom of the valley and said with a smile: "Take your pick. If a sword really hits you, it will be God's will. I guess the eldest brother can't say anything."
Zhao Xiaobao rubbed his hands together in excitement, kept putting them to his mouth to breathe, and muttered in his mouth: "The sky is spirited, the earth is spiriting..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Chengfeng slapped him on the head angrily: "Don't imitate the good and imitate the bad. Do you think this casino is big or small?"
Zhao Xiaobao held his head and looked aggrieved: "Isn't this just about the same! This is worse than opening a big or small game! The winning rate of playing a big or small game is at least 50%, and this one is one in ten thousand!"
Li Chengfeng shook his head and said meaningfully: "No, this is either 100% or zero percent!"
Zhao Xiaobao was stunned: "What does this mean?"
Su Yuehan said impatiently: "You're so stupid. It means that if there is a sword that recognizes you, there will definitely be one among these ten thousand swords. If not, then it will be useless to get another hundred thousand swords!"
Zhao Xiaobao curled his lips and said: "Then it's better to open up the big one?" As he said, he walked to the edge of the stone platform. He carefully stood on the edge and took a look down, only to see the Ten Thousand Swords Wandering Dragon roaring past from below. Countless The metallic sound of the sword blades colliding with each other made a roaring sound, making people feel that once they fell, they would be instantly chopped into pieces by these countless sharp swords!
Zhao Xiaobao turned to look at Li Chengfeng and said, "Master, how should I choose?"
Li Chengfeng said: "Don't be anxious, wait and see."
The three of them waited for a while and saw the Ten Thousand Swords Wandering Dragon passing under the high platform and then starting to roll upwards. It turned its head and began to move towards the top of the high platform.
Zhao Xiaobao saw the Wan Jian Wandering Dragon roaring and rolling towards him. He was frightened and excited at the same time. He stood uneasy, looking at Wan Jian Wandering Dragon for a while and Li Chengfeng for a while.
"Master, what should I do!" Zhao Xiaobao was anxious.
Li Chengfeng smiled and said: "Don't worry, look at how slow it is. Even if it comes over, it's not too late for you to run away."
This Ten Thousand Swords Dragon swims in the air very slowly, almost slower than a person walking. When Li Chengfeng said this, Zhao Xiaobao suddenly calmed down a lot. When he waited for Wan Jianyoulong to come over, he found that this "giant dragon" seemed to be able to pass just above his head.
Zhao Xiaobao still crouched slightly cautiously. He raised his head and watched the huge Ten Thousand Swords Dragon roaring past his head, and a chilling and murderous aura came over him fiercely.
Zhao Xiaobao saw the Ten Thousand Swords Wandering Dragon passing over his head with such slow speed that it was as if it was crawling. Seeing that one of the swords was particularly exquisite, he couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
With this touch, the huge Ten Thousand Swords Traveling Dragon shook for an instant, and then a cold light suddenly rose from the dragon's body into the sky, and then fell from the sky like a sharp arrow and landed in front of Zhao Xiaobao.
"I, I have a sword?" Zhao Xiaobao couldn't believe his eyes. "Is there really a sword to choose me?"
Li Chengfeng was also surprised: "Really? This sword is really not picky!"
Su Yuehan had sharp eyes and said, "This sword... why does it look so beautiful and delicate?"
Zhao Xiaobao reached out to pull it out. When he pulled it out, he found that the sword was a very rare double-headed sword. The sword was up and down, with the handshake in the middle. The whole sword was two feet long and one inch wide. The sword was curved like a wave. The upper and lower arcs are completely opposite, but they are exactly symmetrical. The sword body is half indigo and half emerald green. The shape is as beautiful as a stunning beauty, with graceful curves and exquisite translucency.
The voice of senior brother came from below: "This is the sword of Jiang Lingbo, one of the few female practitioners in our Hidden Sword Pavilion. It is called the Zimu Lightning Sword."
"Ah?" Zhao Xiaobao was stunned.
Li Chengfeng laughed heartily: "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, let me just say you were born in the wrong child! Now you even think so of a sword! You were picked on by a woman's sword, Zhao Xiaobao, this It’s your life! Ouch, you made me laugh so hard!”
Su Yuehan also chuckled, but Zhao Xiaobao had a handsome face, and he threw the Zimu Lightning Sword in his hand towards Wan Jianyoulong in embarrassment: "Fuck your mother's sword." !”
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