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Chapter 143 Colorful Glazed Sword Heart
At this point, before Lin Xiaoye could continue, Jiu'er asked curiously, "And then? Is the military master dead?"

"Of course."

Lin Xiaoye smiled and patted her head, and said, "If he doesn't die, Lao Lin won't survive, how can the incense of the Lin family be passed on forever?"

At the same time, he silently recited the surname in his heart, Lao Lin, Lin.

Jiu'er thought about it, and it's actually not that strange. Living in that age full of aura, if you have enough talent, accumulated over 50 years, even if you haven't practiced martial arts, you can almost be in the next generation. All you need is a flash of aura. .

As for seeing through the essence of martial arts at a glance, she thinks it is more normal, because she is the real peak at this point.

Lin Xiaoye didn't continue to tell this not-so-exciting story.

Because they have already reached the fifth floor, the first two, third, and fourth floors are filled with bamboo slips describing the lives of the characters, but on the fifth floor, things are different.

I saw that the surrounding walls were still the same as the bookcases with bamboo slips upstairs, but each cabinet was independent, like a single display cabinet, and the things placed inside were like the crystal boxes used to protect cultural relics in museums.
Or a crystal coffin.

Because what is placed inside is a broken or complete sword!
"This is... the Sword Tomb? Cangjian Building, Cangjian Building, it turns out that this Tibetan is four tones, it should be the Jianjian Building."

Jiu'er felt a little surprised. Although he had never seen a sword mound, such things were not uncommon in the stories. Mostly, a mountain was full of swords, but this place is like a museum, where all the swords are preserved with care. stand up.

And it was built under the conditions of ancient times
Perhaps, this hidden sword tower is a unique place in the world.

Lin Xiaoye also said in admiration: "Yes, it is said that the Lin family loves swords, and it is true."

On the walls beside these display cabinets, there are still some cursive or correct handwriting, with brief information about the sword master written on it.

"The Fire Sparrow Sword, the master of the sword, Lin Yan, has a cultivation base of the seven innate realms."

"Luoxia Sword, the master of the sword, Lin Shangqiu, has a cultivation level of innate level."

"Cangyu Sword, the sword master Lin Rong, cultivated in the Free and Unfettered Realm."

"The Duan Kong Sword, the master of the sword, Lin Nu."

"Peach Blossom Sword"

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There are a total of twelve sword handles hidden on this floor, eight of which are intact, three of which are damaged, and one is almost shattered. As for their former masters, they have different realms, and the only characteristic is that they are all innate realms.
You must know that the concentration of aura is rising sharply now, and it is impossible for a big force like Shushan to have more than twelve innate realm powerhouses.

Lin Xiaoye looked all the way over and murmured: "If the realms are not equal, is this floor only one generation? There are twelve disciples who are more than innate in one generation? Then how strong was the previous Lin family, and that sun. incredible."

Jiu'er didn't reply to his words.

In her eyes, there were not just twelve swords placed here, she seemed to see twelve figures, these people made of intertwined sword aura, either sitting cross-legged, or standing proudly, or beating the wall or suddenly foot.

They either hold their swords, carry them on their backs, hold them up, or put them on their knees. In short, everyone carries a sword.

The sword energy of Cangjian Tower is vertical and horizontal.

These are all alive. Jian Jiuer gently closed his eyes.

The next moment, twelve extremely faint fluorescent lights that would be skipped if you don't pay attention, flew out from those swords, and flew into Jiu'er's body at a speed that Lin Xiaoye could not stop at all, and then These swords hummed neatly, and Lin Xiaoye felt that they seemed to be sending some kind of joyful mood.

And Jiu'er opened her eyes, her eyes flickering, she benefited a lot, she didn't expect to have such unexpected joy.

She turned her head and said with a flick of hair: "Brother, if there is a complete and good sword in this hidden sword building?"

Lin Xiaoye shook her head: "No."

As for the reason, he didn't say, and Jiu'er didn't ask.

Jiu'er still smiled: "Then let's continue down. If I can get every wisp of the original sword energy, maybe I can get a seven-color glazed sword heart. Pin Yi is not worse than Ji Ming's. Then I will I'm trying to find a way to hand it over to my brother, so my brother's swordsmanship won't be lost to him too much."

Lin Xiaoye shook her head and said, "Jian Xin? You can keep such an opportunity, and it will greatly increase your growth rate, but can this opportunity be transferred?"

"Of course it's possible, but it can't be copied." Jiu'er shook her head and said with a smile: "Other people can't transfer it, but we just see the difference, brother, I have my brother's blood, and I can still be indistinguishable from my brother."

Lin Xiaoye: "."

Sticking out her tongue at him, Jiu'er said solemnly: "Let's go on, there are still many waiting for me."

Lin Xiaoye also wanted to see the next development, so she went down the wooden ladder.

On this level, there are only seven cabinets.

Those who left their swords here are also of uncertain cultivation, weak in the second and third realms of innateness, and strong in the free and unfettered realm. Lin Xiaoye guessed that the bamboo slips upstairs are the stories of these sword masters.

Jiu'er continued to look at the backs that only she could feel.

Not long after, about a dozen breaths or so, Jiu'er closed her eyes, seven streamers of crystal clear light flew towards and landed on her body, her hair rose gently as if being blown by the wind.

"continue."

The two of them walked down from floor to floor, and Jiu'er's speed became faster and faster, and she became more and more luminous, so that in the end, the tip of her hair also exuded a sharp meaning, and the sword light flickered.

Finally, on the No.18 floor, the walls are flat, except for a sword that looks as old as the sword on the first floor, quietly suspended in the center.

Compared with the sword on the first floor, this sword is also extremely simple, it is nothing more than a little shorter and a little wider, and the rest is almost the same, exuding a power that is incomprehensible to the realm of the two.

As soon as the two arrived here, the sword turned into a glow and charged towards Jiuer, suspended above Jiu'er's head, bursts of colorful mist fell, Jiu'er didn't act pretentious, and sat down cross-legged on the spot , the sword aura that was about to spill out from her body began to subside. The weakest of these sword aura gifts is the congenital state, and the strongest is the free and unfettered state, which is a power that even she cannot control with ease.

In fact, if these sword qi have the slightest reluctance.

She will be torn apart by these sword energies in the next second.

Looking at the sword floating above Jiu'er's head, Lin Xiaoye felt that this sword was indeed the same as the sword on the first floor. It was spiritual, just like a human being, with vision, able to look at him.

And the sword suspended at the entrance of the first floor is probably the yellow flower in the story, this one is short and wide, it is...
"Sweet potato." Lin Xiaoye said its name with a light smile.

The blade swayed lightly.

It shimmers to signify satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)