"Greetings from Lu Liangsheng of Qixia Mountain!"
In the empty stone hall in the cave, Lu Liangsheng's words echoed for a long time. Amid the flickering light, there was no movement or response from the tall stone platform in front.
'No response?'
The scholar bowed his head and faced the instep of his feet, frowning slightly as he thought, if it was due to fate, there should be a response, could it be that my method is wrong
"Greetings from Lu Liangsheng of Qixia Mountain!"
He shouted again, his voice louder than the last time. The echo in the empty stone hall slowly faded away. Above the outline of the stone platform in the darkness, the shrine was still silent, with no sound coming from it.
"Is it possible that his soul has dissipated?"
After a moment, Lu Liangsheng said, "I'm sorry." He slowly raised his head, lowered his hands and moved closer to the stone platform, but his eyes subconsciously avoided the carving of Xing Tian on the mountain wall, and only used his peripheral vision to observe the shrine that looked like an old tree.
Perhaps it was too old and there were no traces of divine light left on it. However, according to the description in "Shan Hai Tu Zhi", the power of Huangdi, who was able to separate the head and body of this ancient god, should not be so weak.
Lu Liangsheng had many doubts in his mind, but he was not so desperate as to reach out and touch it. He walked back and forth twice on the stone platform. When he looked carefully, he found that although there was no trace of divine light or divine power on the shrine, there was some magical power hidden near the square bronze box inside.
He raised his sleeves to block the view above his field of vision, and gathered magic power in his eyes. He saw that around the huge bronze box, a force of magic power was wrapping and entangling the box from top to bottom.
His eyes then followed the direction of that magical power and his brows furrowed even further.
"This is… "
Compared to the size of the bronze box, a long strip much smaller than the one hanging on it. Upon closer inspection, one can vaguely see the outline of the scabbard. The color and decoration of the scabbard cannot be seen, but judging from its width, it is definitely wider and longer than the Yuelong Sword at his waist.
"…Scabbard. Use a scabbard to hold down Xingtian's head?"
wrong…
The person in the box is Xing Tian, and the person who cut off his head was Huangdi. The sword he is holding should be the legendary Xuanyuan... Then isn't the scabbard on it the one for the Xuanyuan Sword
“Don’t be greedy.”
Lu Liangsheng knew that this kind of blessing was not what he deserved. If he took away the scabbard, the head of Xing Tian in the box might wake up, and it was hard to predict whether it would be a blessing or a curse for the world.
But when I came here, the ancient artifact was right in front of me, but I didn’t even take a look at it, which was a bit regrettable.
'Just take a look.'
With this in mind, Lu Liangsheng used his magic power to probe the shrine, but there was no response. He leaped lightly onto the shrine. The moment the tip of his shoe touched the shrine, he used the force to pull himself up again, turned over and entered the opening at the top. He raised his head and looked at the bronze box that was taller than him, and the scabbard hanging high above.
He bowed and knelt again.
"Lu Liangsheng is here to admire the original appearance of the divine artifact. I am not greedy, so please don't be offended."
After saying that, he stood up and jumped upwards, stretched out his hand to hold the wooden eaves of the shrine opening, hooked the hollow wood carving, and hung his body on the top of the shrine, with the scabbard that seemed almost within reach.
The magic power on it flowed obscurely, extending along the red lines on the scabbard. The mouth and tail of the scabbard were both covered with red gold as red as fire. From what I could see, the width of the scabbard was about one and a half fingers long. In today's terms, it could be measured with a heavy sword.
Lu Liangsheng didn't dare to touch it, but just looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but sigh: "The sword body is a divine weapon, and the scabbard is not much inferior."
In an instant, I felt something moving in my sight. Before I could react, my feet suddenly stepped on solid ground and my vision became clear again.
All around, the pillars of the hall were connected and flames were burning. Lu Liangsheng returned to the hall and stood where he had stood before.
'What's going on?'
Lu Liangsheng glanced around, the light began to flicker, the wind whistled towards him in the shadows, and he seemed to be hallucinating. Suddenly, he heard a high-pitched roaring voice, and slowly a picture appeared in his mind.
"Huangdi—"
The huge mountain top cracked open, and a huge head with an angry face rolled down to the foot of the mountain. The huge body was muscular and wriggling, and the iron-hard chest opened two angry eyes. A long mouth burst out from the lower abdomen and navel, and fangs grew out.
He held a huge shield with a beast face and fangs in his hand, brandished a huge axe, and his voice roared between heaven and earth.
"—Xing Tian refuses to accept!"
The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the light dimmed, Lu Liangsheng closed his eyes tightly, his pupils kept moving under his eyelids, the roar from ancient times seemed to shock his soul and it was so painful.
Soon, the roar stopped, and another voice spoke, forming a picture.
…
On Changyang Mountain, all the trees were destroyed and a section of the entire mountain was cut off. The wind was howling. A man was holding an ancient sword. The sword body, which was full of patterns, reflected the sunlight and glowed golden.
The wind was howling, and the sound was intermittent in Lu Liangsheng's ears.
"The ancient saints created the world... They made people out of clay and walked through the world... How can we allow you to steal the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish yourselves and seek immortality..."
"... Today, I will cut off Xingtian's head and establish the Ten Thousand Spirits... Array... to protect the human world. Let you live outside the clouds forever, and do not interfere in the affairs of the human world—"
…
As the last sound fell, Lu Liangsheng only felt that the "Boundless Mountains and Seas" hanging on his waist was slightly warm. When he opened his eyes, the book flew up by itself and spread out in front of him.
Before he could react, the shrine opposite the stone platform suddenly lit up golden. A ray of divine light shone from the bronze box and reflected on the pages of the book. The symbol that originally had a human head painted on it suddenly lit up and turned into the shape of an altar in front of Lu Liangsheng.
call-
A strong wind whistled in the hall, and the scholar harnessed his magical power and covered his face with a wave of his wide sleeves. In an instant, the shrine on the stone in the distance, along with the entire carving on the mountain wall, gradually blurred and turned into dense stars that separated and gathered into a Milky Way, flying straight over and rushing into the book.
In the painting, the altar outlined in green ink is solid, and faintly one can see a divine light flashing above it.
After a while, the stone hall fell silent. Lu Liangsheng lowered his sleeves and the book floating in front of him was retracted and fell into his palm.
Running his fingertips over the book, he could not believe it was so powerful. After collecting the bronze box and the Xing Tian wall carving, he could feel the faint flow of divine power.
"I'm afraid I'll have to worship you from now on."
When Lu Liangsheng chuckled and said something, "Boundless Mountains and Seas" suddenly shook and turned a page by itself. The pages squeezed together and a black shadow suddenly flew out from it.
It was the scabbard that was hanging on the shrine before.
"I know you are an extraordinary being, and you will be reluctant to be entrusted by a mortal. But it is fate that we meet here. Are you willing to follow me out and find the sword?"
The scabbard was silent, just hanging in the air and shrinking rapidly, becoming the size of a thumb, and lying in Lu Liangsheng's palm, feeling the divine power coming from it.
The scholar couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise.
"A divine weapon..."
Then he took off the jade pendant from his waist. The red rope on it was wrapped with magical power and lifted up by itself. It wrapped around the scabbard, tied a knot, and hung it at the side of Lu Liangsheng's waist, swaying.
After a while, Lu Liangsheng walked to the stone platform and bowed three times.
"Thank you, ancestors, for the gift!"
Although it is not known whether the deceased Yellow Emperor could hear it, this sentence is indeed Lu Liangsheng's heartfelt gratitude. Unfortunately, the Xuanyuan Sword has an owner and it is the supreme artifact of China. When he finds the sword in the future, if there are demons rampant in the world, he will return it to the ancestral tomb after slaying them.
What does not belong to me should not be stolen.