Chapter 229： Jianzhongling

The mountain roads are complicated. Although Bai Qin'an said that these mountain roads can eventually lead to the Mianshan Jiange, but in fact they have many twists and turns, and they do not know where they will eventually lead.

"This path, the Tianhen Sword Spectrum, should be leading to the sword pavilion. Is the one next to it, used to confuse others, or is there another way?" Zhu Minglang stood at the fork of a mountain road.

He was still a little more curious about this path leading to the seclusion.

Turning around, and walking along this somewhat weird path, the sword spirit dragon in the spiritual realm soon quaked, as if responding to some call.

Sword Spirit Dragon reacted?

Could it be that the ancient sword hides the mountain?

Zhu Minglang speeded up his steps, but the road before it suddenly divided into nine, and there were nine identical paths. Only the pattern of the sword spectrum on the steps was different. Zhu Minglang had to find the basic sword styles of the previous steps. The only correct derivation!

"Sword Spirit Dragon, you all sign it again, let me see." Zhu Minglang called the Sword Spirit Dragon.

The sword spirit dragon was in mid-air, dancing in mid-air according to the sword-play moves on the nine paths. Zhu Minglang took it extremely seriously, but soon he fell into contemplation.

These nine kinds of sword tree derivation, you can think about it, although they are the flying sword genre that you are not familiar with, the power they produce, the effects they produce, and the scenarios used are all workable!

How to choose this? ?

The elimination method could be used before, but now all nine of them are the correct answer.

"Since it's all right, choose any one."

If you are someone with a low Sword Realm, you may hesitate on these nine paths, and you must come up with the only correct sword spectrum derived.

But in Zhu Minglang's view, none of these nine flying sword scores are problematic. They are self-contained and at the same time complete. In this case, there is no need to waste time in making choices.

Take a step forward and wish Ming Lang a steady pace, without any doubts caused by the changing sword-play moves on the steps.

As I walked, Zhu Minglang asked the sword spirit dragon to imitate the moves on the sword spectrum, and saw the sword spirit dragon constantly tracing the sword marks on this long road, the sword marks dancing like fireflies in the forest!

Although Zhu Minglang has no cultivation base, his sword moves can be imitated. While doing it, he is united with the sword spirit and dragon's mind. It dances the sword in the air, and the dense mountains of sword light and fireflies fill the positive mountain forest above the leaves. It hasn't been dimmed for a long time.

Finally, after reading the complete sword book, Zhu Minglang found himself in a sword grave!

The weeds are desolate, the hills are undulating, and on top of one stone mound, there are not tombstones, but swords that have been eroded by the years!

"This is the Mianshan Sword Tomb!" Zhu Minglang was overjoyed.

Desolate and ancient, the sword mound was a bit bleak, but when he walked into the sword mound, Zhu Minglang even felt a murderous air on his face. The ancient sword on the stone mound looked like a thousand years, The immortal guardian of Samurai Soul is extremely hostile to all creatures that enter here.

"Om!!!"

"Om!!!"

Sword Tomb suddenly uttered a scream after another, and the sword inserted in the stone tomb seemed to come alive, unexpectedly escaped from the solid tombs!

The tombs are endless, and you can't see the end at a glance, and the ancient suppression swords in them are countless. At this moment, their hostility is becoming deeper and stronger, and the rolled up spirit seems to be bright. The intruder was torn to pieces!

"What's going on? Is there a sword spirit here too?" Zhu Minglang looked at the tomb in surprise, at the ancient sword that was as cold as a beast.

At this moment, the whole body of the sword spirit dragon was red, and the sun was shining intensely, shining on the body of the sword spirit dragon, but the silhouettes mapped to the ground overlapped, as if all the sword souls in the body of the sword spirit dragon were revealed.

"Yaoshan Sword Sect and Mianshan Sword Sect were originally one. During a split, the two factions fought a battle. At that time, I did not know how many teachers fell and how many swords were damaged. In order to mourn their respective sword ancestors, Yao Mountain Jianzong has abandoned sword forest, Mianshan Jianzong has Jianzhongling..." At this time, an old-fashioned voice rang from behind Zhu Minglang.

The speaker is Mr. Koi, it is still turned into Koi embroidery, attached to Zhu Minglang's clothes.

Only this time it didn't show up, just talked there.

"That battle was so dark and dark. After so many years, the inheritance of those sword sects may have been completely forgotten, but the ancient swords that fell in that battle still remember." Mr. Jinli continued.

Zhu Minglang looked and saw that although the sword spirit dragon was only a single sword hanging in the air, it did exude a different aura. Several ancient swords that were sleeping in it were awakened, glowing like never before. Mingwen is brilliant!

"Even if the sea is dry and the mountain is destroyed, is there no outcome in the end?" Zhu Minglang said to himself.

From the emotions of the sword spirit dragon, Zhu Minglang can feel the unwillingness and unyielding will of the ancient sword...

This reminded Zhu Minglang of what Zhu Tianguan said to him.

Each inscription has a story, or its owner is earth-shattering, or the device triggered a heroic fight, or the spirit has witnessed the rise and fall of sects...

Their souls can only wake up under certain circumstances.

The fruitless fight between Mianshan Jianzong and Yaoshan Jianzong was stopped because of the fall of the sword master, but these ancient swords have never forgotten!

"The sword spirit dragon is the abandoned sword forest of the entire remote mountain sword sect. Originally, the two places were separated by more than half of the extremely court continent, and it was impossible to generate any noise..." Mr. Koi still hid behind Zhu Minglang to speak, and secretly exclaimed. .

This is the tomb of the sword.

That rusty mountain forest at dusk is not a tomb forest of swords.

Perhaps he is unwilling to be forgotten, or he always wants to tell a victory or defeat. Zhu Minglang seems to be able to hear the ancient sword on the continuous sword mound ~ www.novelhall.com~ a huge cloud, slowly Of the strong sunlight.

Jianzhongling began to darken, and a strange fog filled the surrounding area, covering everything in Zhu Minglang's vision.

I don't know if it was my own illusion, Zhu Minglang saw the sketchy woman in the sword spectrum flying out on the long steps behind him!

At each step, there was a woman with a simple shadow. They took out the dilapidated ancient sword in the sword mound, and they surrounded Zhu Minglang and the sword spirit dragon!

Zhu Minglang was taken aback and walked north and south by himself. Have you ever seen such a sight!

"Don't panic, it's just like a ghost city scene." Mr. Koi said.

When I heard Zhu Minglang, my face became worse.

That...that's haunted!

Those simple shadows can be seen as illusory ghosts, but that sword is genuine!