The Secret Daily of Sword Spirit

Long Yuan didn't pay attention to me, just stood there quietly.I wanted to go over but was held back by the master.

The master looked at him sternly, "Yongyuan, why are you here?"

Long Yuan still didn't speak, but a cloud of black-purple evil spirit faintly ignited on the blue-blue sword.This breath became stronger and stronger, and a sinister meaning spread in the air.

"There's something wrong with him," I told the master.The master raised my body and whispered, "Come in."

The moment I melted into the main body, Ryongyeon launched an attack.This is not the first time I have fought Long Yuan, I also had a fight when we first met, but his sword energy at that time was far less fierce and fierce than it is now.The Seven Star Sword uttered a sky-shattering dragon roar, and the sword energy vibrated into circles of air waves.Every time it stabs, it has a merciless killing intent, and the black-purple sword qi bites my sword body, as if trying to bite me off.I was bitten by him so painfully, I only heard the master say, "Crow Nine, don't show mercy!"

I also started to get angry.Damn, it's been so long since I've seen you, and you cut me off without even saying a word.Do you really think I have no temper?

The last time you almost killed the master, the account has not been settled yet!

So I mobilized my spiritual power, let out a loud shout, and released it all.My sword edge collided with him several times in a row, biting his edge with all my might.Yongyeon is very strong, if we fight alone, if we want to decide the winner, we will probably only lose both sides.But now the master is cooperating with me, and the master's spiritual power adjusts and mobilizes my spiritual power just right, and there is no stagnation in the circulation.So not long after, I gained the upper hand and threw out a stormy wave of sword energy to knock him back a few feet.Before I could be proud, I saw that Long Yuan and other swords suddenly emitted a strong aura at the same time, but they stabbed at the ground instead of us.

I saw several cracks spread to our feet like a snake and lightning with lightning speed.The master's feet were empty, and we suddenly lost weight and fell together.Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough, before my master was hit by the rocks on the ground, I flew up suddenly, shook away the surrounding falling rocks, and caught my master.However, more collapsed boulders pressed down from the top of our heads, and we couldn't go up, so we had to dodge left and right to avoid falling all the way.The moment it touched the ground, a violent cyclone erupted from the master's palm, breaking up some of the last rocks, turning them into pebbles and scattering them all around.

I coughed and got out of the main body, and while waving the dust, I checked whether the owner was injured.The master patted away my frizzy hand walking up and down, "I'm fine, don't touch me."

"Stingy..." I muttered, looking around.It is quite a distance from the hall we fell down before, at least about ten feet by visual inspection.The master's luminous pearls can shine on the stone walls on both sides. This is a corridor about three feet wide, and there is no way to see where it leads.

"Why does this Laiquan Palace have a basement? It's dug so deep, it must be a tomb or something..." I spit on the ground with an earthy smell in my mouth.

The master said, "It's so deep, I'm afraid it's already deep into the volcano."

I looked at the distant hole above my head and asked, "Are we going up? I don't know if Longyuan is waiting for us at the entrance of the hole. Is there something wrong with this kid's brain? Why is it like changing a sword?"

"There is indeed something wrong with him. Didn't you feel that just now, his breath was full of hatred and resentment." The master thought thoughtfully, "Although he intended to harm me back then, he didn't have such a vicious aura. I think during the days when he left, he was greatly stimulated. And..."

I'm most afraid that the master will half-spoken like this, "And what?"

The master shook his head, "I'm not sure yet, but I think that since those sword spirits let us fall into this corridor on purpose, there must be a purpose."

So we proceeded carefully in this mountain corridor that resembled a tomb passage.This is the underground palace of Jijianling back then, and I don't know if there are any traps.After walking for about a moment, a cross road appeared.It was pitch black behind every passage, and I didn't know where to go, but the owner pointed to the wall of the corridor on the left, "There is a sign here."

I leaned over, and sure enough, I saw a cross-shaped notch, which seemed to be carved artificially.

Someone may have come here before to mark the intersection.If you follow along, you are very likely to encounter things that people have encountered before.But the master said that none of the people who entered Laiquan Palace before came out.

This... always feels more ominous than good... I just hope that I don't encounter such rotten creatures outside the palace.

Walking along the left side, about a hundred steps or so, we saw a fork in the road, and still saw the lettering on a channel.In this way, we walked along the marked road all the way, and felt that the terrain was gradually getting lower, and there were even some steep steps in the last section of the road.On both sides of the road, there are stone gates sealed with cement from time to time, and some of them show signs of being destroyed.But we didn't enter, but kept walking along the sign.

Finally, it stopped in front of a tall arched stone door.

There is a relief engraved on the door, vaguely showing a picture of a craftsman forging a sword.A series of processes from mining copper on the mountain, smelting copper, forging to sword making.It seems that the things behind this door are related to gradual progress.

Through the door, I felt an extremely hot air leaking from the crack of the door.We found out before that the temperature gets higher as we go down. At this moment, the master's face was covered with crystal beads of sweat. He moved his hand towards it, but suddenly retracted it, and pushed it out with a palm of true energy.

With a bang, the Shimen was knocked open by true energy, and a scorching wave swept in. We covered our mouths and noses and stabilized our bodies so as not to be blown out.The air was filled with the smell of sulphur, which was so choking that people could not keep their eyes open.My master and I carried spiritual energy around our body to form a layer of protection before we entered the door.

Behind the door is a spacious circular cave, in which there are many utensils such as hammers and felts.There are continuous reliefs carved on the walls on all sides, accompanied by many incomplete lettering.There are also some broken swords piled up in the corner, which are already rusted.And directly opposite us, on the other side of the cave, there is a huge half-moon-shaped hole.The outside was bright and shining with the color of flames, illuminating the entire cave extremely brightly.

I looked at the reliefs on the wall.Each one is engraved with portraits.

Looking at the portraits, I suddenly felt a shudder pass through my body, dizziness in my head, and my footsteps were a little unsteady. I took a step back, but bumped into the owner.

The master held my back and looked at me with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, I had a splitting headache, and many messy images flashed in my mind.I looked at the master in a daze, "I always feel... I've been here..."

The master was taken aback, "I have never brought you here before..."

Following the images on the wall, I looked at them one by one, but suddenly found that the last portrait had no face.The place where the face was originally was blurred, as if it had been forcibly erased by some force.I touched the man's clothes, which seemed to be fluttering in the wind, and an inexplicable but extremely strong sadness and hatred overwhelmed me.

I was dizzy, and suddenly felt that my whole body was wrapped in a warm embrace, and the poetic sound of the master chanting mantras flowed into my ears continuously.I only felt that some kind of swelling red in my head was gradually suppressed, and the headache eased a little, and I found that I had collapsed on the ground at some point, and the master was holding me tightly, my whole body was white and glowing, and I was still tirelessly chant.

And I didn't know when my face was full of tears.

"Crow Nine, how are you?" the master asked softly.

I said, "Feeling sick..."

The master frowned slightly, "This Laiquan Palace is really weird...Do you know the person in the portrait?"

I shook my head, "I can't remember, it's just that this place feels very familiar to me."

The master pondered for a moment, "You still can't remember anything about what happened before I picked you up? Could it be related to your former master or the caster?"

I really don't remember anything, only a pair of deep and vicissitudes eyes that I occasionally dream of, and the sentence "You are free."

The master looked at the relief on the wall, "The relationship between the sword maker and the sword spirit is special. Part of the caster's own personality and emotions will be inherited by the sword spirit, just like father and son, but they are not the same. I don't know you Does the caster have anything to do with this Sword Ridge?"

Founder?I have no impression of this at all...

Seeing that I was struggling, the master patted my back and said softly, "Don't think about it."

The master helped me to stand up, and only after my spiritual altar was clear again did I walk towards the entrance of the cave that was glowing with fire.Outside the cave was a long staircase winding downwards, and the scene below was really shocking.

Outside is a wide crater, but the top of the head is a piece of black rock, probably the volcanic ash that collapsed and condensed on the crater after erupting a long time ago.But under our feet, there is a sea of ​​boiling golden red flames.The boiling magma flowed silently and slowly, and some flowed down from the mountainside like a waterfall, like a hellfire that had been burning since time immemorial.And on top of the sea of ​​flames, countless thick and thick chains made of unknown metal were driven into the hard stone wall, pulling a half-moon-shaped thick sword-forging platform.A stream of lava trickled down from the mountain wall, just gathering in the round pool in the sword casting platform.What's even more frightening is that on the sword-making platform, there seem to be many, many human bones scattered...

The long steps in front of our cave lead to the sword-making platform.

At this time, on the sword-forging platform, a white figure actually flashed across.I rubbed my eyes vigorously and shouted, "Master! I said I saw a female ghost in white outside before!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, murderous intent suddenly appeared behind him.As soon as my master and I turned our heads, we saw dozens of sword lights slashing through the air.The owner had no choice but to leap backwards, skimming over the scorching hell like a frightened bird, and falling down like a white feather.I waved my sleeves and released a wave of spiritual power, and quickly spread my wings to follow.I thought that in such a place so close to lava, the temperature on the sword-forging platform must be high enough to melt any metal. Without spiritual protection, the body would probably be baked dry.However, this entire sword-forging platform is made of unknown stones, and it is extremely cold, and there is no discomfort when stepping on it.

It is amazing that this sword-making platform can be preserved well after the eruption 500 years ago.

As soon as we stood still, we heard a strange laughter behind us.

"Hahahaha, after waiting for so long, a qualified cultivator finally came."

I don't know when, in front of the lava pool, stood a thin and haggard man in white robes. His eyes were dark, his smile was a little crazy and distorted, and he looked at us greedily.And what he was holding in his hand, his whole body filled with black death energy, was Long Yuan.