Chapter 816

As long as you are in the sea, you will be drowned by the sword.

Bai Li's crazy life narrows his eyes and stares at the misty shadow. He seems to see the shadow turn back, and a pure and incomparable killing intention suddenly blooms, which makes him have a horrible feeling.

"What is that?" When he looked at the past again, he found that the horror of killing had disappeared, and the shadow had become hazy, like smoke and fog. It was difficult to see the real and the virtual.

Chu Xingyun also looked at the empty shadow. He didn't immediately answer the doubts of the hundred mile madness, but raised his hand to signal that he would continue to move forward.

They stepped back and walked towards the center of the sword tomb.

The more you walk, the more astonished you will feel.

In his field of vision, countless swords are placed upside down on the ground, one by one, like a continuous mountain range, with no end at all.

When he came to the center of the sword tomb, a voice of cold breath was heard from his mouth.

He was surprised to find that in this space locked by clouds, there was a solitary peak made of swords. The peak shape was like a sword, which was as high as a hundred Zhang. The top of the isolated peak was the high platform.

The tower is also made of swords. In the dim light, it twinkles with dazzling swords. This time, Bai Li Kuang Sheng once again saw the misty and empty shadow, which was human in shape, but without facial features, unable to identify men and women, not to mention the vitality of human beings.

"This virtual shadow is not a living creature. It comes from heaven and earth. It is made up of thousands of sword tools, so it is called sword spirit." At this time, the voice of Chu Xingyun rang out in time to answer the doubts of hundred Li crazy life.

However, when he heard the word "Jianling", the doubts on his face did not disappear, nor did he make a sound. He waited for Chu Xingyun's later words.

Chu Xingyun said with a faint smile: "as the old saying goes, all things in the world have spirituality, and so does the sword. When the sword has been heavily nourished and tempered, the spirit will be pregnant in the sword, and this spirit is just the sword spirit."

"The spirit of the sword is the marrow of the sword. With the vigorous growth of the sword spirit, the sword will become particularly powerful. As long as the sword cultivation is recognized by the sword spirit, you can control the sword at will and have a strong resonance with the sword instrument."

"The sword spirit is also pregnant in the residual light." Chu Xingyun finally added a sentence, so that the spirit of a hundred Li crazy life suddenly trembled, subconsciously looking toward the residual light in the past.

Whew!

A hundred Li crazily stretched out his hand and gently put it on the hilt. When he drew his sword, the bright and dazzling light of the sword bloomed in all directions, and the residual light turned into a streamer. He wandered through the sky wantonly, as if the fish had returned to the sea.

This kind of excitement is especially strong in the sense of Bai Li Kuang Sheng. What's more, he also feels that he is integrated with the residual light. He can clearly feel the feeling that the sword is intended to flow through his body, which is very comfortable.

"Canguang was originally the body of the legendary ancient sword. Thousands of years ago, after a fierce battle, the spirit of the legendary ancient sword gave up the incomplete sword body and fled alone in order to save his life. In the long thousand years, canguang was lonely day and night, but he did not give up. At that time, canguang had condensed the prototype of the sword spirit."

Chu Xingyun looked at the residual light with a smile. His body trembled and echoed: "so, when I first touched the residual light, which light and shadow were also released by the sword spirit?"

"That's right." Chu Xingyun took his eyes back and pointed to the misty shadow: "the sword tomb has existed for thousands of years, and the number of swords has reached 30 million people. The sword meanings of these swords unite with each other, and finally the sword spirit is born."

"Although this sword spirit is only a rudimentary form and has not even formed consciousness, its existence has gathered the incomplete sword meaning of 30 million sword tools. Just the diffuse killing intention is enough to make the heaven and earth change color!" Speaking of this, Chu Xingyun looked at the sword spirit in the eyes, but also a flash of heart.

As a swordsman, he naturally knew the importance of sword spirit.

The sword spirit in front of me is formed by the condensation of 30 million sword tools. It has experienced the precipitation of thousands of years. Even the sword spirit of the legendary ancient sword has the delusion to swallow it up, so as to improve its own strength.

As long as Chu Xingyun can possess this sword spirit, he can quickly improve his own Kendo realm, and nourish the whole wanjian pavilion with the power of the sword spirit, so as to benefit all the disciples.

Therefore, after knowing the existence of the sword spirit, Chu Xingyun secretly decided that one day, he would move Qi Tianfeng to wanjian mountain and establish a vast family with the sword tomb as the source!

"It's just

With his thoughts back, Chu Xingyun's eyebrows frowned and his voice became dignified: "although the power of the sword spirit is powerful, it is not yet fully mature, and it is difficult to play a role. At this moment, the wanjian Pavilion is just at the moment when everything is waiting for prosperity. It is necessary to reorganize the clan, suppress the clan area, and even face the greedy covet of many forces."

"If we can't resist the pressure from internal and external troubles, the wanjian Pavilion will be destroyed. The vast clan area and hundreds of millions of martial artists will be suppressed and exploited by many forces. By that time, not to mention the blood flowing into a river, the corpses will be scattered everywhere. I am afraid that the whole wanjian Pavilion will become a barren land without any glory in the past."There is a strong sense of crisis in Chu Xingyun's words. Because of his words, the atmosphere of the whole sword tomb has solidified a lot. The sound of sword chanting is low, which makes people feel solemn.

"Therefore, it is an urgent matter to rectify the wanjian Pavilion and eliminate the sectarian atmosphere, and I need your help." Chu Xingyun's eyes fell on Bai Li madness, and his words and eyes were sincere.

Bai Li was silent for a moment. He moved his eyes and looked at the immature sword spirit. Then he looked at the residual light in the void. In the dark eyes, a series of fine awns passed by one after another.

Whoa!

After a while, Bai Li crazily raised his head and made a strong exhalation sound in his mouth.

In his eyes, without hesitation and self-confidence, he said to Chu Xingyun: "well, I am willing to take the post of elder. As long as I am here, I will help you to manage wanjian Pavilion and never let you down."

Smell speech, Chu Xingyun's face finally showed a smile.

But he shook his head and said with a smile: "the magnificent wanjian Pavilion does not belong to me, but to us."

Hearing Chu Xingyun's words, Bai Li's eyes froze again. On his white and handsome face, there was a touch of ruddy color. When he looked into Chu Xingyun's eyes, one after another of firm divine lights flashed!

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