The Jianyu Sword Spirit on the high platform was staring at Feng Wuxie's smile in a daze.
This human smile actually made Jianyu Jian feel warmer.
… Is it because of being trapped here all these years, has been lonely for too long
She thought so, as if laughing at herself.
Since she was born with a sword, I don’t know whether it has been a thousand years or ten thousand years...
She has never seen a second human being besides the soul-forger-therefore, she used to think that humans are like sword-forgers, selfish and dirty.
But she could see it right now-under the high platform, this human who smiled at her was different from the swordsmith.
"Human, what's your name?" Yanyu Jian asked.
Feng Wuxie looked at the ethereal sword spirit sitting on the sword body—this sword spirit seemed to be a very beautiful, quiet and graceful little loli, but when speaking, she looked more like a tall one. Sword God in general.
Feng Wuxie couldn't help but complain:
Was it the wrong way she opened it
Why do the people she meets, as long as they are more powerful, are always arrogant
But... the Tsundere Loli sword spirit in front of me is so beautiful, um, Feng Wuxie can bear it!
"Me, Feng Wuxie." Feng Wuxie replied, "Well, sword spirit, would you be willing to go with me? The evil spirits are intertwined in this tomb, and the barrier is unstable. You have to make a decision soon! "
"I can go out with you. It can also be used by you—" Jianyu Jianling replied: "But you need to promise me two conditions first."
"Oh?" Feng Wuxie's tone was a bit playful and curious. She smiled and asked, "What conditions?"
"First, I can help you withdraw from the enemy, but unless I am willing, you can't make a contract with me!"
"This is natural." Feng Wuxie nodded.
"Second, you need to help me find my relatives—that is, the other eight swords that were born with me, but were sealed to a different place by that damn swordsmith! I don’t know where they are, to the outside In this case, I need your strength."
"This..." Feng Wuxie groaned slightly.
She guessed that the other eight swords were as powerful as the feathers in front of them. They were powerful and peerless swords, but... until now, there are too few clues. If she really wants to find a sword, it will take years for her to find a sword. Found...
In ten thousand years, the world has turned upside down, and the magic soldiers left from the ancient times, I don't know where they are sealed? Or... Those swords have already fallen into the hands of other spiritists
It's all possible!
"Why? Are you unwilling to help me find them?" Jian Yu Jian saw Feng Wuxie's hesitation and asked.
Feng Wuxie shook his head and replied: "It's not that I don't want it, but the chances are slim... Yingyu, you have been buried in the underground mausoleum for tens of thousands of years. Do you know that the outside world has already undergone earth-shaking changes?"
—Since this soldier’s tomb is the tomb of the ancients, it’s been tens of thousands of years since it is said to be less, and nothing else, according to the crow slayer, there was a battle to destroy the land between spiritists tens of thousands of years ago. It is because of that battle...
Many detached spiritists were lost.
Many ancient Horcruxes are also missing...
Just as Feng Wuxie was thinking about how to explain to this sword spirit, he listened to Jianyu Sword to open
Speaking:
"No matter what the outside world has become, I and them are all cast together. We can sense each other's strength and find it based on this.
After hearing this, Feng Wuxie nodded slightly: "So, it's still a little clue."
"So, did you agree?"
"Yeah." Feng Wuxie smiled slightly. He actually stepped forward a few steps, walked into the high platform, and stretched out his hand towards the Jianyu Sword Spirit: "I have agreed. Then ask one last time, Yanyu Jian—you wish. Come with me?"
Yanyu Sword Spirit looked at the human in front of him...
Her hands, unlike the swordsmiths back then, were covered with blood, and they were cold and merciless; and the hand that the human named Feng Wuxie in front of her stretched out towards him was as warm as a spring breeze—
It was clear that her palms were empty, but she seemed to be holding a new world in front of her eyes!
This makes Yanyu Sword Spirit seem to be reborn!
"Thank you." Yan Yujian looked at it for a long time, only to feel that there seemed to be an unusually complicated feeling gradually pouring into her heart, but she didn't know how to express it. After thinking and thinking, she finally only said these two words.
-Saying thank you to mankind for the first time.
Then, the human form of the sword spirit disappeared, no, it should be said that the sword spirit and the sword merged together!
The sword body flew beautifully, and wherever it passed, the spirit of the blue wind was warm and clear!
The Feathered Sword actually summoned a sword box with a sapphire cloud pattern from the void!
The sword was put into the box, and finally-it landed firmly on Feng Wuxie's palm!
Feng Wuxie smiled faintly, looked at the sword case carefully, and finally sighed...
Alas, this sword box is... too gorgeous.
Because Yanyu Sword had not contracted with her, she still couldn't put her into the soul seal.
But this sword box is so soul-powered, and at first glance it is a peerless treasure, if it is carried so openly... wouldn't it be like swaggering through the market
Surely wicked people will covet it!
but…
Feng Wuxie pondered again: How about putting the Jianyu sword into the universe bag
But... Uh, this seems a bit too wrong for this ancient sword spirit...
Forget it, let's carry it on your back first!
I'll change to a simpler sword box in the future...
After Feng Wuxie thought about it, he carried the Jianyu Sword behind him!
Under the guidance of Jianyu Sword, Feng Wuxie blasted open the main hall door.
That's right, blasted open—it took too long, and the gate of this hall was completely blocked.
As soon as he walked out of the underground hall where the Yuyu Sword was originally suppressed, Feng Wuxie once again felt the original summoning power!
Her soul seal also reacted again!
Following this feeling, Feng Wuxie followed the direction of the summoning...
She wants to see what this power is!
There is no light of wind soul outside, and the tomb is completely dark.
Feng Wuxie took out a few flare stones and poured his soul power into the air.
Through the light, she found that this place seemed to be a vast underground space.
Hanging corridors, stairs, and suspension bridges are staggered in the air, forming a huge building complex!
"This is really big..." Feng Wuxie said in amazement.
"Hmph, that guy has always been like this!" Yanyu Jian said of the person who suppressed himself here, still in a bad tone:
"It took him a full ten years to build this mausoleum for himself, and the number of exhausted slaves alone is no less than 100,000!"
"I'm still alive, so I will build a tomb for myself ten years in advance..." Feng Wuxie was speechless.
She shook her head, sensed the direction called by the bloodline, and moved forward.
I don’t know how long it took...
There are many dangers in this tomb. There are many organs, traps, ghost figurines and even weird poisonous insects and monsters along the way.
But Feng Wuxie had what he had done before, coupled with the help of the gods such as the newly acquired Jianyu Sword.
So although it is shocking every step, but there is no danger!
As the sense of calling in his heart became stronger and stronger, Feng Wuxie knew that he was approaching the answer step by step!
Finally, she stopped in front of a small side hall.
Standing outside the door, Feng Wuxie could feel a kind of intimacy from the depths of her blood!
Taking a deep breath, she calmed down.
Reached out and pressed on the door of the palace.
A strange wave came from the door, and the palace door slowly opened...
Feng Wuxie walked in cautiously—
Different from the darkness outside, the inside of this side hall is actually clear and bright!
I saw a piece of crystal on the top of the hall, emitting a soft light. Set off against the exquisite and simple decoration in the hall, it looks very gorgeous.
Feng Wuxie felt more and more—the things that summon him, or the people who summon him, are hidden in this hall!
who is it? !
Feng Wuxie's sharp eyes swept across every corner of the hall...
Suddenly!
Her eyes dazzled!
In the hall, on a stone platform, there is actually a bone!
However, what is amazing is that there is no trace of carrion on this corpse, and it does not even taste. It is like the most common skeleton display in the medical orthopedics laboratory. It is extremely clean! Even surrounded by a trace of warm soul power...
Judging from the appearance of the bones, this person was still dignified before he was dying, and he should have been a very elegant person before his death.
Feng Wuxie approached step by step—
With each step closer, the feeling of blood calling becomes stronger and deeper!
Feng Wuxie's heart became more and more anxious: It was actually this corpse that was calling her? ? ? ?
Finally, she came before the bones.
But before she knew it, she actually... wept in tears!
Feng Wuxie only felt inexplicable for a while: I'm going, how did it happen? ! Why is this body out of control, so I started to cry
Of course, this thought was just together—
Feng Wuxie suddenly understood.
These tears are not hers.
But—the tears shed by the original owner of this body!
Perhaps the remnant soul of the original owner has not been able to dissipate completely. When she saw this corpse, she couldn't help but shed tears...
Then the identity of the bone in front of me...
Feng Wuxie realized something, and suddenly felt the same, and sadness came from it...
(End of this chapter)