It was extremely cold in Ximu Prefecture at night, and a full moon hung in the sky, covering the endless desert of thousands of miles with a layer of silvery moonlight.
A gust of wind blew up and rolled up the yellow sand all over the ground. Hua Ziran couldn't help tightening the cloak on his body. When he looked up, Qing Ya opened his eyes.
"The time has come." Qing Ya stood up and turned to face the stele.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a burst of white light, and the stone tablet in front of him cracked towards the two sides, and an enchantment appeared in the middle of the stone tablet, glowing with a lavender halo.
Qingya recited the incantation with her eyes closed, and after a while, the barrier seemed to melt away, revealing a two-foot-wide gap, Hua Ziran was fascinated by the sight, only to hear Qingya say: "Go in."
Hua Ziran bit her lip, no matter how strong and calm she appeared on the surface, she was still a girl under twenty years old after all. Now that she was going to enter this unknowable sword mound alone, she couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in her heart, and wrapped her cloak tighter, Hua Ziran stepped into the enchantment cautiously .
As soon as she touched the enchantment, Hua Ziran felt a huge force pulling her into the enchantment, she struggled hard, but it was useless, she couldn't help calling Master, panicked I saw Qingya standing quietly outside, like a silent statue, hearing her cry, she was unmoved, neither sad nor happy.
For some reason, Hua Ziran only felt astringent in her heart, she gave up struggling, and was sucked into the barrier by that inexplicable force. After a whirl, Hua Ziran was thrown heavily to the ground.
She lay on the ground for a while, and when she felt that she was finally awake, she stood up unsteadily, patted the dirt on her body, looked up, and saw tens of thousands of weapons hanging in the air in front of her, and there were constant clanking sounds in her ears, Hua Ziran only felt the murderous aura bursting out, compelling.
She frowned and looked at the weapons around her. Qingya only told her to choose a predestined weapon, but she didn't know how to count it as predestined relationship. If she couldn't find it, it would be possible that she would stay in this sword mound forever up
With a snort, Hua Ziran lifted his feet and continued to walk deep into the sword mound, while looking at the weapons around him, while thinking about what Qing Ya's mouth meant by fate.
The fact of fate is too mysterious, who knows when I will encounter it
The distance was hidden in a layer of white mist, and the road under his feet was bumpy. Hua Ziran walked for more than half an hour, and saw a lot of magical weapons, but none of them were destined for her.
Just when Hua Ziran was discouraged, a silver light flew down from mid-air, drew a long white line, and finally stopped in front of her. Hua Ziran looked at the long sword in front of her in a daze, and suddenly understood, This is probably what Qing Ya said was destined.
Then she heard a deep male voice ask him: "Are you the top fire spirit root?"
Hua Ziran suppressed the surprise in his heart, adjusted the expression on his face, nodded, and said calmly: "Yes."
In front of him is a long sword about three feet long and two fingers wide. The sword body is white, and the hilt is carved with circles of complicated and ancient patterns, which is not like ordinary things.
The long sword circled around Hua Ziran twice more, and finally settled in front of her again, saying to her:
"My name is Sujun. My master sealed me in Ximu Prefecture before he left. He said that someone destined to find me will come after seven years. It seems that it is you, a little girl. Would you like to take me away? "
Su Junjian asked the last question really badly, Hua Ziran thought that she couldn't get out by herself and had to take it away.
She sized Su Junjian in front of her again, and asked, "Can you take me out?"
The male voice replied, "Naturally."
Hua Ziran stretched out his hand to gather the strands of hair from his forehead behind his ears, and said with a smile, "That's why you took me away."
"The sword mound in Ximu Prefecture is the place where the world's weapons are cultivated. After I get out, I won't be able to talk to you like this. You don't have to be surprised then."
Hua Ziran responded, "Understood."
"I'll take you out now."
After all, there was another burst of dizziness, but this time Hua Ziran had learned to behave, and he closed his eyes in advance, and it was not as uncomfortable as before.
When Hua Ziran opened her eyes again, she was already outside the Sword Tomb, the stone tablet behind her had been completely closed, and Qingya was standing on a mound not far away, his white robe was being blown by the wind Hunting sound.
"Master." Hua Ziran stepped forward and respectfully presented the long sword in his hand to Qing Ya for a look.
The blade of the Sujun sword suddenly started to shake without any warning, buzzing non-stop. Hua Ziran was also taken aback, and almost dropped the Sujun sword on the ground with a trembling of his hand.
However, the moment Hua Ziran saw Su Junjian was touched by Qingya's fingertips, Su Junjian fell silent again.
"Su Jun..." Qing Ya's voice seemed to tremble a little.
Sujun... Qingya still remembers when he handed over the Sujun sword to his little apprentice many years ago, Yuan Xi took the Sujun sword from him with a shy smile on his face, saying that he would definitely Take good care of the long sword that his master forged for him.
But later his little apprentice told him that he wanted to seal the Sujun sword in King Ximu's sword tomb.
Qing Ya lowered her head and gave a wry smile: "It's really so..."
Hua Ziran saw Qing Ya reaching out and gently stroking the snow-white sword body, with an expression of crying and laughter on his face.
In the end, he handed the Sujun sword to Hua Ziran, and said only one sentence: "Treat it well."
"Yes." Hua Ziran took the Su Jun sword from Qing Ya.
The moon was as cool as water, and there was nothing in the boundless desert except for the whistling wind.
The world was vast.
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"Lord Qianyao, all the magical artifacts and treasures in the Guangling Tomb have been delivered." The tall and thin man in black knelt on the ground with a respectful expression.
The man named Gan Yao was reclining on the couch with a lazy expression on his black robe, which was embroidered with delicate cloud patterns with silver thread. Kneeling in front of him was a woman with gorgeous looks and scantily dressed clothes. Peel the grapes one by one and put them into Gan Yao's mouth.
Gan Yao pushed the woman away, sat up straight, looked at the subordinate kneeling on the ground, and asked casually: "By the way, what happened to the Akasawa beast I rescued a few years ago?"
The subordinate replied: "My lord, the Akasawa beast has awakened two months ago, and it can be sent to Ximu Prefecture as long as it takes a while to cultivate."
"Not bad." Qian Yao nodded repeatedly, and sighed: "It's not in vain that the deity took the trouble to save it back then."
After all, Gan Yao thought of something and suddenly changed his face again, scolding: "Those old immortals think that setting up a road barrier can stop this deity, it is a joke! Has he never thought that there is any barrier in this world?" Akasawa beasts can't get in!"
Demon Realm Lord Gan Yao has always been uncertain, so the subordinates in black can only kneel on the ground obediently, not daring to make a sound.
After a while, Gan Yao got down from the couch, walked up to his subordinates, lowered his head and said, "Forget it, for the sake of the poor little one being sent to Ximu State, I'll go and have a look at it. "(83 Chinese.83.)
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