There should be no other candidates for the time being, right
Luo Wusheng was thinking, when he suddenly felt the hand holding his tremble slightly.
"The Heavenly Sword Emperor..."
Ling Shuangxue's somewhat confused voice gently entered his ears.
Chapter 249 Sir Forgot One Thing (Part 2)
Luo Wusheng was slightly stunned.
He originally thought that the girl beside him had finally recovered from the contact through the crack just now, but when he followed her gaze, he saw that she was also a little dazed.
The moment he entered the secret realm, he got a vague glimpse of the area's appearance.
However, I only took a rough look at it at that time, and vaguely saw that it seemed to be an enclosed space, which seemed a bit narrow compared to the boundless sea of swords outside the sea of flowers in the Sword Ancestor's Secret Realm.
But now looking at it again...
There is clearly a palace in this secret realm!
The hall is decorated with white bricks and golden walls, and eight jade pillars are arranged inside. Carved dragons and painted swords are placed on them, which makes it look high-end and classy.
They were now in the open space inside the hall between these jade pillars, with a narrow crack faintly visible behind them.
Deep in the center of the palace, there are two completely destroyed statues, with only scattered stones left. Behind the stones are layers of green steps, and a jade throne sits in the center of the platform on the green steps.
But above the jade throne, there was a broken black sword floating in the air.
A mysterious aura surged from the broken sword, causing Luo Wusheng to feel that the sword intent in his body, which had not yet transformed, was slightly out of control under this aura.
(This should be the thing that caused the Sword Ghost to mutate...)
Luo Wusheng understood clearly.
But these were not the reasons that caused him and Ling Shuangxue to be dazed.
His gaze passed the pitch-black broken sword and fell on the brilliant golden wall behind it.
On the wall, there was a handwriting like this:
[The Heavenly Sword Emperor was defeated by the Sword Ancestor of later generations and his sword was broken here as agreed.]
Every stroke and every line is made by sword marks, exuding the eternal and unchanging vicissitudes of sword spirit.
Just looking at it this way, Luo Wusheng seemed to have a vision in his mind of a peerless sword emperor using his sword as a pen, with a look of indifference on his face, carving the words on the wall.
Luo Wusheng took a breath of cold air.
Heavenly Sword Emperor? Ancient Heaven
(… This is a truly incredible giant.)
Luo Wusheng still knew some information about the ancient heaven.
After all, his Star-Moon Jade was made after consulting various intelligence and entering the opened ruins of the ancient heaven.
It is said that the existence of the Ancient Heaven was the last huge organization that appeared in ancient times before the end of the era. The monks within it worshipped the immortal status and formed various immortal tribes to maintain the operation of the Heaven.
Among them, several powerful cultivators will worship the throne, achieve the title of emperor, and take charge of the immortal department they are in charge of.
The Sword Emperor was one of the powerful monks at that time, and he controlled the Heavenly Sword Department and the Heavenly Military Department.
Of course, Luo Wusheng also knew this... Mainly because it was obvious that this Sword Emperor had nothing to do with rare stones and precious jade, which really made him lose interest in the past.
But Luo Wusheng was well aware of his opponent's strength.
He was a prominent figure in the world of cultivation in ancient times.
However, there is a historical gap between the ancient times and the new world of cultivation. These ancient powers disappeared during this gap in time, and various rumors now cannot tell what realm they are in.
Just like the Sword Emperor, some people say that he is the best in transcending tribulation, while others say that he is the only one who has ever reached the state of immortality.
"The Sword Ancestor once competed with the Ancient Heavenly Sword Emperor in a sword fight... and succeeded?"
Chewing on the message contained in the writing on the wall, Luo Wusheng spoke softly, but looked to his side.
Ling Shuangxue listened to the question beside her, pondered for a moment, and finally shook her head gently: "I don't know... There is no corresponding record in the Sword Pavilion, otherwise this secret place is in the Sword State, and it should have been discovered by the Sword Pavilion long ago."
"But I'm sure you have a rough idea of what's true, sir?"
The response from the woman next to him made Luo Wusheng swallow his saliva.
Fake... It should be unlikely. Even if someone wanted to step on the Sword Emperor and praise the Sword Ancestor, they would not be so professional to create such a secret realm that has not been discovered for who knows how many years, and also leave behind that broken sword that looks extraordinary.
Moreover, the vicissitudes of sword spirit in the words on the wall are not something that an ordinary person can leave behind.
(In other words, the Sword Master of the Sword Pavilion found the Sword Emperor who disappeared after the ancient times, and defeated him with one sword?)
Sure enough, the Sword Master was still the powerful man he was familiar with.
The intensity is a little bit unbalanced, no wonder it can become the protagonist's cheat.
Thinking of this, Luo Wusheng felt excited again.
Just as he expected, the thing that made the Sword Ghost abnormal was indeed not an ordinary thing!
The broken sword that once belonged to the Heavenly Sword Emperor, and now it’s related to the Sword Ancestor… Isn’t this an opportunity for our little Yuli
Maybe after this wave is over, Miss Sword Fairy will take off!
Although his mind was churning with thoughts, Luo Wusheng's face became increasingly calm.
Although there doesn't seem to be any traps in the hall before you, a trap will never tell you that it is a trap.
So he slightly loosened the soft hand of the woman beside him.
"That broken sword should be the source of the Sword Ghost's mutation... Fairy, please wait here first, I will test it a little."
Several branches and leaves of spiritual plants appeared in his hands, all of which were pulled from the spiritual plants on Jianyang Mountain by Luo Wusheng during the preparation stage.
It's not that I haven't thought about catching a few animals, but because of the existence of the Sword Ghost, the wild beasts had already run away somewhere unknown, making it quite troublesome to catch them.
Well... Actually, the best way to test him is to throw out the group of Demon Sect disciples in his storage bag. However, this idea is just for fun. He is the Holy Son of Demon Sect, not an unforgivable demon.
But just as Luo Wusheng was about to use a folk method to test the danger, he had just let go of Ling Shuangxue's hand and took a step forward, when he was grabbed by the wrist by the same hand again.
He turned around in confusion, but happened to meet those calm and beautiful eyes.
“… Sir, you forgot one thing.”
Ling Shuangxue said, seeing that the wood in front of her still had no reaction and no emotion, she continued to add: "Before entering this place, the gentleman promised me."
The saint of a certain demon sect suddenly realized.
"Well... Indeed, I am the only one who knows that the fairy is from the Sword Pavilion, and it is indeed a bit unfair that the fairy knows nothing about me."
After laughing awkwardly, Luo Wusheng straightened his face and smiled: "I... am from the Demon Sect, I don't know if the fairy has heard of it..."
"The Saint of the Demon Sect, Luo Wusheng, I hope the Fairy will give me more guidance in the future."
Resisting the urge to blurt out something, Luo Wusheng looked at the woman in front of him gently, observing her reaction.
"Luo Wusheng..."
Ling Shuangxue's voice whispered softly.
(I see… )
After learning that her own disciple had reached a deal with the Saint Maiden of the Demon Sect in order to obtain the Blood Jade to save herself, Ling Shuangxue, who had previously been indifferent to worldly affairs, specifically learned some intelligence about the Demon Sect.
This naturally includes a certain saint of the Demon Sect who collects rare stones from all over the world.
She knew at that time that the Blood Spirit Jade that saved her must have been obtained from the hands of this Saint Son... But at that time she didn't care much about how her disciple and the Saint Girl of the Demon Sect obtained the Blood Spirit Jade together.
At this moment, looking at the young man in front of her and feeling her body no longer affected by the obsession, a slight smile of satisfaction appeared on her face, which usually did not show much emotion.
"Luo Wusheng?"
She called out again.
"Um."
Luo Wusheng nodded in agreement.
In the magnificent palace, everything seems harmonious and harmonious.
Except for a certain pitch-black broken sword that emerged from the void and pointed directly at the young man's back.
Chapter 250 Is this for the protagonist? (Part 3)
Luo Wusheng was very fortunate.
It was probably because he had been traumatized by the purple lightning when Wuxiang was upgrading and overcoming the tribulation. Now he was particularly sensitive to things that suddenly attacked from behind.
Looking at the broken black sword that narrowly brushed past his body, Luo Wusheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
(What on earth is going on? Why did it suddenly come alive and come to cause trouble for me?)
Holding Ling Shuangxue, who was dodging the broken sword together, Luo Wusheng recalled what he had just done.
Well... I didn't do anything, I just told the girl next to me my name, and then responded when she tried to call me...
Hiss—Could it be that this thing has the characteristic of "Do you dare to answer when I call you"
Fortunately, this effect is not as good as that of a certain gourd, and I have already gained the skill points for dodging sneak attacks from things escaping from the void behind me after suffering the loss of the purple lightning.
But why do I always have to deal with such unethical things recently
I was clearly just waiting for the beautiful fairy next to me to introduce herself.
Although the other party probably never appeared in the original work, and had no dealings with Frost Snow Peak where Xiao Yuli was, but... this might not be a bad thing
Luo Wusheng thought he had vaguely sensed some inexplicable signs.
Unexpectedly, this pitch-black broken sword would actually make a move at this time.
As an opportunity for the true protagonist's future, can't you just be more content
Really not.
As Luo Wusheng's thought just came to his mind, he saw the pitch-black broken sword reaching into the void.
Oh, you want to sneak attack me again
Don’t underestimate me, the Holy Son of the Demon Sect!
Feeling the slight fluctuations coming from behind, Luo Wusheng immediately pushed the girl next to him away and prepared to make a coquettish move to the side.
Then he heard a worried voice of a woman.
"careful!"
Luo Wusheng was slightly stunned, but at this moment, he felt a sharp pain in his waist.
Turning his head to look at his kidneys, the corners of his mouth began to twitch wildly.
trough trough trough trough-
I don't know what the principle is, but although the void behind him did fluctuate, the broken black sword inexplicably appeared at his side, right at the path he was moving, with the broken sword tip pointing directly at his waist.
The whole process was as if Luo Wusheng had voluntarily offered his waist to be stabbed by the pitch-black broken sword.
It is worthy of being the sword of an ancient mighty being. Even when broken, it can still be so insidious!
Luo Wusheng thought with some hopelessness.
(What would happen if I got poked by this thing? I don’t think I’d just send it away like that…)
I didn't feel my life slipping away, but my waist was a little sore.
He took a slightly unsteady step back and leaned into something soft.
"Mr. Luo... How are you? Is there anything wrong with your body? Where is the broken sword?"
Ling Shuangxue's voice was filled with tension and worry.
"Seems... okay?"
Feeling the softness behind his head, Luo Wusheng spoke uncertainly, but his expression froze.