Chapter 211

That night, Yang Qiu and song Zhide settled down in the cave.

Both of them need to conserve energy. The iron man can't stand climbing mountains and mountains these days. Song Zhide is tired into a dog even if he is powerful. He snores as soon as he lies down.

Yang Qiu didn't feel sleepy. He sat cross legged and didn't practice, because master Lin said very clearly that magic weapons and spiritual power could not be used in the whole process. Here, practitioners are excluded, and there is only one chance.

It's been ten days since I left Shanghai. It seems that one month's trip to Kunlun Mountain is not enough.

Fortunately, you can fly with the sword when you go back. About an hour from here to Shanghai is enough.

Song Zhide said that the picture given to him by master Lin is a sword. Is it really the sword in his hand?

Yang Qiu has a very strange feeling about asking Tianjian. It seems that this sword will automatically adjust its grade with the increase of his cultivation.

When he got it at the beginning, he couldn't see through it. He asked whether the Heavenly Sword was a middle-grade spirit weapon or a top-grade spirit weapon. Even he suspected that it was a top-grade spirit weapon.

When he was completely familiar with it, he was surprised to find that the classification of magic weapons he knew seemed to be in the body of Wentian sword, which could not be accurately summarized.

This is neither the best nor the best spirit weapon. Anyway, it is very easy to use. How much strength you have, you can give full play to the power of this sword.

Even Yang Qiu thought absurdly, is this really a fairy weapon?

Of course, the idea was absurd even for him.

It's said that in the cultivation world, no one has become an immortal since its existence. However, those masters who have reached Yuanying and virtual God will not show up casually. Many sect masters have no news.

If someone really cultivates into an immortal, it must be a major event shaking the whole cultivation world.

Because according to the level of cultivation, once the period of salvation is reached, there will be visions of heaven and earth. As for the soaring of Mahayana, there will be a natural catastrophe.

In the past 1000 years in the cultivation world, even the friars who passed the robbery period did not appear.

After thinking all night, song Zhide woke up at 4:30 the next morning. He saw Yang Qiu meditating with his eyes closed. He didn't bother. He washed his face from the puddle of the cave and ate some dry food. At this time, Yang Qiu slowly opened his eyes.

"Shall we go now?"

Song Zhide nodded and filled the kettle with water. Looking at Yang Qiu, he couldn't help asking:

"Brother Yang, I wanted to ask you last night, what are you looking for? Is there really any secret here? "

Yang Qiu glanced at Song Zhide. This guy can hold it until now. It's estimated that it's really choking, but he doesn't know how to explain it. Moreover, he can't break his fingers with song Zhide and tell him about it.

"Don't ask. In short, do your own thing well, and I won't treat you badly at that time."

Song Zhide obviously felt a little coldness in Yang Qiu's words. He had to shut up and began to open his black backpack. He took out the same thing from it and began to hang it on himself. In a short time, song Zhide was full of all kinds of things.

Yang Qiu was dazzled by pointed pickaxe, folding engineer shovel, powerful flashlight, nylon rope, compass and a variety of things.

"The tent is right here. Let's pack light and go through the underground cave. If we hurry, we'll be back one day and one night. Brother Yang, aren't you ready?"

Yang Qiu stood up from her sleeping bag, moved her muscles and bones, smiled and said:

"I'm not ready. Let's go."

Song Zhide was a little surprised. He didn't understand why brother Yang came here obviously because he had something to do, but he didn't bring anything.

Of course he doesn't know. Yang Qiu's everything is stuffed into the storage ring in his hand. It's much easier than him, a grave robber.

The two began to set out. Song Zhide held a torch in his hand and couldn't shine far in the dark cave channel. Moreover, there were many forks in the cave. Even people who were familiar with here were afraid that they would get lost in the dark.

However, at each interval, there is a secret record left by song Zhide in advance, which makes their speed much faster.

Two people didn't speak all the way. They rested three times in the middle. Finally, after walking for almost a day, Yang Qiu saw the cave mouth in front and showed a glimmer of sky light.

"Brother Yang, it's right in front. Here we are."

Song Zhide was obviously excited. It obviously took him a lot of effort to find this place. He said that the road leading to this place is ghost if ordinary people don't get lost for the first time.

Master Lin's plan seems to have started a long time ago.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter at the entrance. When approaching the entrance, song Zhide put out his torch and rushed out first.

What appeared in front of Yang Qiu was a steep and incomparable cliff. The depth of the cliff was almost bottomless.

On his head, there is also a straight cliff.

Twenty meters apart, there is also a straight and steep cliff.

Thin strip of sky!

It's like being cut a big hole in the ground with a sword. I don't know how deep and how long it is.

The place where Yang Qiu stands is a platform with an area of no more than 50 square meters. It is full of gray stones. After thousands of years of weathering, these stones are still very hard.

Yang Qiu only glanced around and completely forgot the strange scene here. His eyes stared at the top of the opposite cliff.

It was a giant sword model with a length of three meters, concave in the stone wall. However, Yang Qiu felt that the model of the giant sword was very familiar.

He sighed suddenly.

Yes, ask Tianjian.

Seeing Yang Qiu staring at the opposite pattern, song Zhide asked tentatively:

"Brother Yang, is this the place?"

Yang Qiu smiled, nodded and said:

"It's here, brother song. Thank you."

Song Zhide just smiled, but didn't speak. Instead, he began to fiddle with the things he was carrying.

Yang Qiu asked curiously:

"What are you doing?"

Song Zhide pulled the nylon rope in his hand and began to tie a knot on the nail gun head:

"I have to put up a slide rope. How else can I get there? I know. That pattern is a key, right? There must be something good behind the stone wall. Brother Yang, I don't want the baby inside, but I have to go in. "

Yang Qiu was about to speak, but song Zhide shook his head and said:

"Anyway, old Lin's order is to let me follow you forever. I can't let you have an accident. Well, get ready and I'll put up a slide rope first."

At this time, the change was abrupt.

The sword shaped pattern concave into the stone wall on the opposite stone wall suddenly radiated a dazzling light, which wrapped song Zhide and Yang Qiu in the middle. A green light suddenly appeared on Yang Qiu's hand.

Song Zhide was so frightened that he didn't wait for him to wake up. The green light suddenly turned into a long sword, and then flew into the sword slot, perfectly matched.

A huge portal suddenly appeared in front of Yang Qiu.