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345 Chapter 434 Burial Sword Peak Is Not a Mountain
The artistic conception of kendo is very strong, if you practice here all the year round.

The improvement of kendo artistic conception is faster than that of Jianya.

Mo Yuheng kept silent, running silently, absorbing the huge kendo artistic conception in all directions, and merging with his own body to feed the sword qi into reality as a sword.

This is his ultimate goal and one of the main goals of this inheritance.

With the perfect hand in his hand, he must succeed, become a powerful sword cultivator beyond his master, surpass the legendary ancestor with the same name as him.

Going deeper and deeper, I found that the cave in front of me became steeper and steeper, and it continued to rotate deeper and deeper.

The suzerain was also shocked that the artistic conception of kendo in this place is so strong, and the further you go down, you can see more artistic conception.

When it reached the bottom, it was almost condensed into substance, and the eyes widened, and it was incredible to lose the original calmness.

"How could this be?"

The suzerain even thought that he was wrong, the place in front of him was the embryo of a sword.

No, it should be said that this place is as big as a castle.

Lying in the middle, the support point is the bottom sharpest part of a sword.

There is a door below, I don't know where it leads?

Wanting to take a step forward, he stopped in mid-air and couldn't take half a step forward.

With his current peak strength of Nascent Soul True Monarch, he couldn't take a step forward, and a shocked look appeared on his face.

I kind of admire what kind of strange woman the Patriarch of Buried Sword Peak was?

Not to mention the strength, even the way of the sword is so strong.

Knowing that he can't get in, he has brought Mo Yuheng to the bottom, and the rest of the road is Mo Yuheng's own struggle, so he can't help Mo Yuheng.

Sighing: "Girl, be careful next time. I'll help you here at most."

"Thank you Uncle Master, you have helped me a lot, and only I can succeed next time, and I will definitely not make things difficult for you."

"Come on, I believe you will be able to come out, I will wait for you here."

The suzerain trusted him firmly and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

Mo Yuheng nodded heavily and clenched his hands into fists: "Master, don't worry, I will never let you and master down, just wait for my good news."

Turn around without hesitation and step directly into the mysterious door, step by step towards the darkness.

The suzerain watched his figure disappear, and the two doors slowly creaked shut.

"Girl, you must come back alive."

The suzerain had a sad look on his face, and he held his hands tightly to control his emotions so as not to let himself cry from sadness.

Because of his junior sister, he once swore not to cry anymore, and he would definitely become strong and protect the person he wanted to protect.

It was his fault that the little girl had a bad life in the past few years, so he will protect her from now on.

If the girl doesn't come out within a month, he will definitely leave behind a successor who will step into this mysterious place of inheritance alone.

Also sit down, close your eyes and wait for the time to come.

To reach the peak realm of the current Yuanying Zhenjun, every month is just a moment of retreat time for him.

But for some reason, this month seems to be very long, like endless years, and 1 minute and 1 second seems like a year.

For the next 10 days, there was no news, and I was very upset.

With a worried look on his face, his face became haggard.

Fusang, who had been waiting outside the cave, couldn't help but walk in, just to see whether his senior brother was a ghost or not.

"Brother, how is the girl?"

"Go in and test and haven't returned yet."

Seeing the senior brother's haggard appearance, he was also worried about the little girl just like him.

Also sat beside him, staring at the door.

I really hope that the door opens directly now, and there is still that familiar smiling face.

"No news is good news. Senior brother, don't put too much pressure on him. This is his soul lamp. No movement means nothing."

As soon as this sentence was said, the suzerain keenly realized that it was wrong.

The soul lamp trembled violently, as if it would go out in the next moment.

The two of them turned pale with shock and couldn't keep calm.

Fusang Zhenjun and the suzerain took out their natal artifacts, poured spiritual power into them, and attacked the gate in front of them with the strongest blow.

"Boom rumble..."

The entire gate erupted with a powerful force and bounced back, and the two people were immediately hit by the rebounded impact.

All of them spat out a mouthful of blood after being seriously injured.

Fall to the ground and slowly get up.

Then the entire Burial Sword Peak shook violently, and the disciples outside didn't know what happened.

Some people almost fell from the top of the Burial Sword Peak when they climbed it, so they held on tightly so as not to cause a tragedy.

Some were unlucky, they didn't have time to hold on to their bodies, and fell directly from above, and it took a long time to recover from internal injuries.

Some are cultivating and have come to their senses from cultivation.

"What happened? How could there be such a big commotion at Burial Sword Peak?"

"Yeah, that seems unusual."

……

Many people are now discussing what is going on, is the entire mountain of Jianjian Peak going to collapse?

Luo Bai, who was tasting the wine, had a drastic change in expression. He flew out of his cave and came into the air, looking at the bewildered looks of many disciples below.

He shouted loudly: "The master was practicing swordsmanship just now, and he almost missed and caused such a big commotion in the entire Burial Sword Peak. It's okay now, you can do what you have to do, don't make noise everywhere, otherwise you will be dealt with according to the rules of the sect."

Everyone, who was panicked and at a loss, came back to their senses in an instant, and they returned to do their own things with such expressions.

While Luo Bai let out a sigh of relief, a worried expression appeared in his heart: "Master, what's going on, I can only push the matter to you. Your apprentice and my strength are not enough to make this hard mountain peak appear so A big movement can only make you take the blame."

Thinking about it carefully, I can only comfort myself, go back to the place where I lived, close my eyes and rest my mind.

Fusang and the suzerain, who were under the inheritance ground of the Burial Sword Peak, supported each other and stood up, with a look of horror on their faces.

"Junior brother, do you think this is possible?"

"It's possible, I didn't expect the Patriarch to be so crazy."

"That's right! The Burial Sword Peak is not a mountain."

The two sides looked at each other, not daring to continue thinking as they had guessed in their hearts, feeling that this was too crazy.

It seems to know the secrets of the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago. That patriarch really dared to do this?

In desperation, they sat on the ground and studied each other for a while, staring closely at the flickering soul lamp in their hands.

Originally thought that with their current strength occupying the peak of the entire world of cultivating immortals, they didn't expect that they were like ants facing this place.

Even if you want to save your apprentice, you can't save him.

Since Mo Yuheng entered the Land of Inheritance, the first three test levels were not a big problem for him, and he easily passed them.

The first level tests the monk's own talent, the second level the monk's epiphany ability, and the third level the willpower.

But for the next 4th level, even he was a bit caught off guard.

　Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)