Chapter 844

Chen Bei snorted coldly, "don't think it's such a simple thing to enter the sword tomb and ask for the sword. If you hadn't broken through the ten-star chess game of Gongyang black and Gongyang white, I wouldn't have let you take risks on the eighth floor of Qi receiving... No, the seventh floor of Qi receiving."

"He broke through the Ten Star chess game?"

Nie Shanhe was surprised when he heard the speech. It was obvious that he didn't know about it.

"Yes, although he is not proficient in cultivation, he is ridiculously savvy and doesn't know what strange bamboo shoots are growing in his mind."

Chen Bei casually returned to Nie Shanhe, grabbed Yi Lin's ear, carefully explained entering the sword tomb and asked the key points of the sword.

original,

The existence of the sword tomb can even be traced back to the beginning of the Tianjian sect, including Chen Bei and the current leader. They don't remember the origin of the sword tomb. Because those who know the history of the sword tomb have been annihilated in the long river of history.

But what they know is that there are countless ancestors' original Flying swords buried in the sword tomb. These flying swords have been cultivated by generations. The meaning of the sword on the sword has not disappeared. Even over time, countless flying swords have spontaneously formed a pure natural super sword array.

If you don't have enough accomplishments, or don't understand the game, you will enter the game and die by ten thousand swords every minute.

Therefore, entering the sword tomb is not taking, not seeking, not seizing, but asking.

Ask the sword. Those who have fate can ask for a sword.

"Sword array."

After Chenbei's explanation, Yilin guessed what he was going to face next.

In that case, don't panic.

Chen Bei took out a small colorful flag and put it into Yi Lin's hand, telling him: "This is a thousand machine flag. It is a magic weapon for arranging the array. The usage is also very simple. Just inject a small amount of aura into the thousand machine flag, and the thousand machine flag can be divided into two and four. Your heart moves as you like. It can be used as an array flag. Although it is not a top-notch magic weapon, it is just right for you to use it. Just don't easily arrange the array in the sword tomb before the critical moment, otherwise they will be irritated."

"I see."

From the gap between Chenbei's words and Chenbei's worries, Yilin moved in his heart, carefully held the thousand machine flag and tried to inject a little aura into the thousand machine flag.

Of course, for Yilin, Reiki, magic and psionic value are actually the same thing.

The constitution of their apostles seems to be able to convert the energy breath in the air into a corresponding style.

This may be the benefit of turning human nature into "source code", as Green said.

Abbreviation - data.

After injecting a small amount of aura, the small flag in his hand rose slightly by a few inches and turned from one small flag into two sides. One red and one green flag slowly rotated in Yilin's palm, which was particularly mysterious.

"Good weapon!"

Yilin played with it, called it easy to use, said a word of praise, shook his palm and put away the thousand machine flags.

"In addition, in case of life and death crisis, don't forget my token. You inject aura into it. I can detect it at the first time outside the sword tomb and help. But you also remember that when you break into the sword tomb, once there is a second person involved, you can no longer be recognized by the flying sword of the ancestors in the sword tomb. There is no hope to ask the sword all your life."

Before Yilin stepped into the sword tomb, Chenbei followed the reminder.

"The rules are clear and clear."

Yilin turned around and made an "OK" gesture to Chenbei and Nie Shanhe behind him. He walked forward a few steps and saw the sword tomb in front of him, just like its name. The entrance was the entrance of the tomb made of gray stone bricks, thick, deep and solemn, with a sword buried inside.

When walking inside, Yilin had the illusion of actively stepping into the tomb and burying the world.

"By the way..."

Yilin is about to step into the sword tomb. At the entrance, he suddenly turns back: "if something happens to me, please Lao Chen, take care of Dongsheng Shenzhou, the foot of qingniu mountain, qingniu village and the Lin family for me."

Chen Bei was stunned, and then couldn't help laughing and scolding: "bastard, didn't you say that at the moment of life and death, remember to use the token I gave you?"

"Just in case," Irene shook her head. "I used to be alone, but now I'm a little more worried. I'm not used to it."

With that, Yilin calmly stepped into the sword tomb and said nothing more.

In the dark, the corridors on both sides are dotted with night pearls, emitting dim glimmers.

When Yilin walked out of ten meters, he suddenly remembered something. He easily felt a turtle shell from his arms, which contained three Wen coins.

"Bang bang."

Yilin squatted on the ground, shook the turtle shell and shook out three Wen Qian.

There are two kinds of divination, active deduction is called "Zhan", and passive deduction is called "divination".

This tortoise shell fortune telling method belongs to the most basic passive deduction and the most basic "divination".

With the help of some randomly generated divinatory symbols, analyze them and measure good and bad luck.

"Auspicious, auspicious, vicious? Not bad."

Yilin contentedly put away the turtle shell and Wen Qian.

In fact, he didn't care much about the result of divination. He just played divination and was pure practice.

Usually, when he is idle and has nothing to do, he often throws out two evil omens, even the omen of great evil. Apart from frying the stove in Zhujian mountain and meeting Jiannanchun when he goes out, isn't he living well now?

Count and play.

As for accuracy, that's another matter.

Yilin walked through a long and narrow tomb path.

In the tomb, the air is gloomy and cold.

By the dim light, although Yilin can barely see the sword tomb, for the sake of safety, Yilin still let go of his perception and noticed the movement around him.

Anyway, there was no one around. Yilin was too lazy to pretend to be cute and had a direct showdown.

Out of the hundred meters, Yilin estimated that he seemed to enter the interior of the mountain, and the space in front of him suddenly became much empty.

In front of me was a continuous flying sword, which was inserted upside down in the uneven rocks, like tombstones.

After stepping into the sword tomb, Yilin suddenly felt peeped from the dark by a pair of eyes, which immediately made Yilin feel numb on his scalp and got a lot of goose bumps all over.

Yilin wandered in the sword tomb and stayed for more than ten minutes.

After being vigilant for a while, the imagined danger did not appear.

Although the atmosphere was strange, Yilin also obviously noticed that something was wrong, but after walking for a while, Yilin was still good and friendly with the ancestors in the tomb.

"It seems that it should still be the trigger trap?"

Yilin tried to apply modern thinking to explain the current situation.

Suppose this is a game level, then the trap in the level is triggered. If you don't use cheap hands, you'll be fine.

But Yilin didn't come here for "safety". If there's nothing wrong, just don't come? Yilin clearly looked forward to an accident before he stepped into the sword tomb.

How can there be harvest without something happening?

Thinking of this, Yilin narrowed his eyes and began to look for the target through the dim light of the night pearl inlaid on the four walls of the sword tomb.

The sword tomb is a tomb in the mountain.

The scope of the tomb is not small. The undulating ground and the flying sword in the distance are inserted upside down like a forest. At a glance, it can barely bring the whole sword tomb into the bottom of your eyes.

Yilin was walking forward. He honestly became an infantry and looked for the target. But as he walked, Yilin felt that the efficiency was too slow, so he took up the power and floated into the air, ready to improve the efficiency.

When Yilin floated about ten meters off the ground, the change suddenly occurred.

"Buzz -"

"Buzz -"

"Buzz -"

In the closed tomb, bursts of high-frequency sounds suddenly sounded.

It's those flying swords.

When those flying swords flew over their heads, the originally lifeless flying swords suddenly came alive, and the sword body trembled and sounded.

How many sleeping flying swords are there in the sword tomb?

A thousand?

Ten thousand?

100000?

Erin can't count.

In short, when Yilin flew up, he seemed to have violated some taboo.

At this moment, it is like a drop of water falling into a hot oil pan; Like a delicious piece of smoked meat, it fell into the hungry dogs.

"Buzzing, buzzing -"

The sword tomb is burning!

Qiang!

Qiang!

Qiang!

A sharp sword light was suddenly reflected from the sword.

Some are like fire, some are like water, and some are like gold. The sword light of various colors converges into a terrible hurricane, like a meat grinder, and strangles ruthlessly to Yilin in mid air.

"... shit?"

Can't you step on the head of the "ancestors"?

Are these broken swords so proud?

Lao Chen, you didn't even say such an important thing earlier?