Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 105 Nine Traces
The underground was silent. The city that was originally in ruins was now nearly [-]% of the area turned into a pile of rubble or even powder.

The ghost is gone.

The powerhouses of the imperial court and various sects also disappeared.

A few figures buried under the ruins could be vaguely seen.

This silence lasted for a long time, until at a certain moment, a puff of smoke rose from a certain place, and a figure rushed out.

On his body, dust and blood fused together, hideous and disgusting, his body was crumbling, and the outline of his face covered in dust and blood could be discerned.

With great effort, he inserted his hand into the ruins, enduring the severe pain and drew out a sword filled with cold.

"Master just came in, didn't do anything, and was almost buried! What happened?"

He looked around for a week, but he didn't see anyone. Suddenly, there was a rush of blood in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He leaned back weakly, staring blankly at the pitch-black dome, holding on to the sword tightly without a trace of strength.

"Fuck, you won't just die like this?"

"Where did Xiao Tang go?"

"No way...he won't and..."

"I haven't mastered the Ting Tac Toe Sword Technique yet, I'm really unwilling..."

……

He was talking to himself alone, his voice getting smaller and smaller, as if he was waiting for death to come.

"Is it Brother Ning?"

Suddenly there was a weak voice coming from somewhere, his eyes were fixed, he wanted to get up but he had no strength, so he could only turn his head slightly.

"Who?"

"It's me, Brother Ning."

The voice was weak, as if he was about to die the next moment.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then his face showed joy, he opened his eyes wide, and said, "Is Zhiyue you?"

There was no response, and it was quiet for a long time, he was a little anxious.

"it's me."

It was the last two words and there was no sound anymore. His face darkened, thinking that nothing happened to the little girl, right?
He had already run out of strength, so he lifted his palm weakly, and moved it very slowly to his chest, sticking it to the position of his heart, feeling the weak heartbeat, and he laughed.

himself alive.

"Idiot, don't forget to eat the little bodhi pill."

A certain voice suddenly sounded in his mind, it was what the boy in red told him before he left from the Sword-inquiring Pavilion in Chaotian City.

He laughed again, and slowly stretched the palm of his chest into the skirt of his clothes, and touched a jade bottle, feeling faintly warm.

"Great."

He was powerless to make a sound, and slowly moved the jade bottle to his lips, a blood-red pill rolled out, slipped to his mouth, and was swallowed by him in one gulp.

There is no trace of true energy in the sea of ​​qi, so he can only let this little bodhi pill dissolve the medicinal power by itself.

This time is very long, and he is worried, worried that the little girl will die like this.

He closed his eyes, feeling the true energy in his body slowly recovering, but he didn't feel any joy, the process was too slow.

……

……

The silence in the ruins of the ancient city was suffocating, time passed very slowly, the people under the ruins were unknown, and the sprawled man on the street seemed to be asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, from a dark corner on the cliff, a figure in black and red soft armor walked out holding onto a protruding stone on the cliff.

Her face was extremely pale, and there were bloodstains at the corner of her mouth. Now she was no longer the vicious Blood Shura, but a weak woman.

It's just that her eyes are still domineering and cold.

She is the commander of the Daming Palace Forbidden Army, Blood Shura Jiang Shen'er.

Even if she has the cultivation base of the Qianyuan Upper Realm, she has been seriously injured by the huge power of the Heavenly Mandate Formation, and now she can barely mobilize some true energy.

She looked at the endless ruins below, her eyes were extremely cold, and there was a faint smell of blood permeating from below.

The ghost is really cruel, not only using the power of the Heavenly Mandate Formation to seriously injure them, even the ghost himself will not feel better.

Jiang Shen'er had reason to believe that at least half of the seven people among the Ghost Nine Nethers were seriously injured.

She took a deep breath, and was about to walk down the cliff, but suddenly she focused her gaze on the sky above the ruins.

The space there suddenly fluctuated, and several light clusters seemed to slowly emerge.

Jiang Shen'er's eyes became colder and colder. The three light groups that appeared out of thin air exuded mysterious and strange power and just floated in the air. She felt no danger, but she was slightly uneasy.

"Oh... that's right."

A sudden sigh came from not far away, Jiang Shen'er looked at the cliff there, and a middle-aged Taoist priest appeared, his breath was also disordered.

The two looked at each other, a little surprised, but also relieved.

Jiang Shen'er said, "Why did fellow Taoist Jingyuan say that?"

Jing Yuan put one hand on his chest, bowed slightly towards the three light clusters in the air, and said after a long silence: "If you guess correctly, this should be one of the nine traces."

"Nine traces?"

Jiang Shen'er's pupils shrank suddenly, and said: "Thousands of years ago, after the disaster of the Seven Stars came, there were nine mysterious places. The ancient books called it the Nine Traces, and this place is actually one of them!"

Jing Yuan nodded slightly, staring at the three light clusters with a strange brilliance in his eyes, and said: "Those three light clusters should be the legendary aura that can only be born in the Nine Traces."

Jiang Shen'er took a deep breath.

Jing Yuan's face flushed slightly.

The legendary aura, even the strong in the Wuxiang Realm, will be tempted.

Jiang Shen'er later realized that the ghosts used their power to break the Heavenly Mandate Formation, and then used the huge power of the Heavenly Mandate Formation to make Lingyun appear.

At the same time, they were hit hard.

Unknown how many young disciples from various sects died.

I don't know how many powerful people in the imperial court fell.

When she thought of her Asura Guard, she couldn't help but feel her heart tighten. She glanced across the ruins, but she didn't see any figure.

The ghost has blocked the news that this underground ancient city is the Nine Traces very secretly. If the news is released, I am afraid that all the masters of the phaseless realm in the entire Kunlun world will gather here.

Perhaps at that time, Tongxiang City will be destroyed.

Jiang Shen'er suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but feel a shudder running down his spine. Did that person already know about it?

Will the Ghost Three Immortals also appear?
She felt that several auras had awakened in the underground ruins. They all focused on the three light groups above, but no one moved first.

No one has seen Lingyun, and no one knows what will happen when touching it. Although Lingyun has a huge temptation, no one is willing to be a pioneer.

The man lying on his back on the street stood up, pushed aside the ruins not far away, and pulled out the dying girl.

In the other ruins, the sound of sword chanting suddenly resounded, and smoke and dust rose everywhere. A young man with the appearance of a scholar walked out, with a golden sword shining in his hand.

Wu Cangyu suffered some injuries, but it was very light. He saw Gu Zhiyue supported by Ning Zhiqiu, and a look of sadness appeared in his eyes. He hurried over and put a small bodhi pill into her mouth.

Afterwards, Wu Cangyu sat down cross-legged, continuously sending true energy to Gu Zhiyue, and the little bodhi pill in her body was quickly refined.

Ning Zhiqiu's face was covered with blood and dust, he said, "Are you okay?"

Wu Cangyu shook his head and said: "Junior Sister pushed me away, I suffered some minor injuries, but her condition is very bad."

Gu Zhiyue is inherently kind, especially towards fellow students.

Ning Zhiqiu frowned, and looked elsewhere, but never found that shadow.

After a long time, Gu Zhiyue's little face regained some color, but she still didn't wake up.

On the contrary, Wu Cangyu's face turned pale again, he had consumed too much energy.

"Brother Ning, take good care of your junior sister."

Wu Cangyu stood up, looking at the three light clusters above his head, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Ning Zhiqiu squatted on the ground, supported Gu Zhiyue, worried: "What are you going to do?"

There were three groups of light reflected in Wu Cangyu's pupils, and a faint sword aura emanated from the surface of his body, and he said, "I want to save Junior Sister."

Countless bursts of sword energy suddenly erupted, and Wu Cangyu's figure quickly flew up to the sky.

The eyes hidden in every corner of the ruins were all looking at the figure rising into the sky. They held their breath and looked forward to the next scene.

A young man in red appeared on a distant street, with a blood-red long sword exuding blood. He looked up at the figure and sighed softly.

Sword Qi whistling, he jumped up, faster, and rushed towards the three light clusters.

Someone went up again, and several lines of sight in the dark became more tense, and then they realized that two people had already appeared in Kunlun Mountain.

Sure enough, they got involved.

Ning Zhiqiu quietly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the red shadow.

When Wu Cangyu was still a few meters away from the three light clusters in the sky, he saw the young man in red. After being shocked, he was pleasantly surprised.

"Little uncle."

Tang Ge flew up quickly and was at the same height as Wu Cangyu in a blink of an eye.

He looked at Wu Cangyu and said in a low voice: "Now everyone is waiting to see us get the aura. If we succeed, they will attack us in groups. Be careful."

Wu Cangyu nodded, suddenly thought of something, took out the maple leaf in his arms, and said, "Master, I found this in the ruins."

Tang Ge looked at the fiery red maple leaf, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Use the sword energy to send the maple leaf into the light ball."

Wu Cangyu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded heavily.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were already close to the three light clusters, and they had never seen the aura emanating from them, mysterious and terrifying.

Wu Cangyu clamped the maple leaf between his fingers, and shot into the light ball with a sword energy.

There was no shocking fluctuation as imagined, but Tang Ge and the two clearly felt that something seemed to be peeled off from the light ball.

The two looked at each other.

Tang Ge stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then reached into the light ball.

All sights in the ruins froze, everyone stopped breathing, and they waited quietly.

Some people are already ready to move. Although they have been seriously injured, they are still strong.

Tang Ge's face was calm. He felt three longan-sized objects in his hand, which were not round or regular.

There was no danger, but a mysterious aura poured into the meridians along the palm of his hand.

He glanced at Wu Cangyu and nodded slightly.

Tang Ge stretched out his hand quickly, and everyone saw it. When he stretched in, it was a palm, and when he stretched out, it was a fist.

He has something in his hand.

The two of Tang Ge fell quickly, and several powerful auras rushed out at the same time.

Several figures rushed out of the cliff and the ruins, and at the same time, several powerful attacks blasted towards the two of them.

Tang Ge's eyes turned cold, and he slapped Wu Cangyu hard on the chest, causing the latter to fall down quickly.

At the same time, those attacks all fell on Tang Ge's body.

In an instant, blood splattered in all directions.

"Do you want to die?"

A burst of dragon chant resounded, and blue light swept out, blasting towards the masters of various sects.

Wu Cangyu was still falling, when he saw Tang Ge covered in blood, his pupils shrank suddenly, a roar came from his throat, and a golden sword light whizzed out, stabbing at the figure closest to Tang Ge.

In the chaos, Tang Ge kept spitting out blood, and suddenly a bright golden light bloomed.

Not Wu Cangyu's sword light.

The golden light emanated from Tang Ge's body, and a powerful coercion spread out, shaking the besieging people away.

Many people present have felt the coercion in the Yongchang Hall of Daming Palace.

Tang Ge let go of his hand, and a ball of light flew out and quickly flew up to the sky, and his figure also fell to the ground, and was caught by Wu Cangyu.

The bright golden light enveloped them, and they disappeared out of thin air.

Everyone froze for a moment, then looked at the ball of light flying upwards, and shot again.

Just as they stepped out, their figures suddenly froze, and they could no longer move.

A figure came out from a certain cliff, she was dressed in dark red soft armor, with half an iron mask covering her face.

She is Shura Wei.

But the aura emanating from her was far superior to all the people present, and that aura had already broken through the Qianyuan realm.

Jiang Shen'er didn't move. She looked at the figure with her eyelids drooping.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, that Shura Wei stepped off the cliff and walked into the void.

No fall.

She walked calmly in the void, as if there were transparent stone steps under her feet, approaching the light cluster in the sky step by step.

"Jie Jie, I didn't expect that you came here in person."

That Asura Guard didn't take a few steps, when endless black mist suddenly appeared in the void not far away, and there was a shadow in the black mist, only the outline could be seen.

She stared at the black mist calmly, and a cold voice came out from under the mask: "Holy Master, you are still here."

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