Chapter 559： Sword Tomb Secret Realm is hard to limit! 【Subscribe】

Chapter 559 Sword Tomb Secret Realm, hard to limit! 【Subscribe】

"Hehe, I didn't expect that junior brother not only has amazing talent in swordsmanship, but also has a lot of knowledge in fire art. Our Qingming Peak really picked up a treasure!"

On the way back

Wei Han and Gu Mingyue strolled through the air, both of them were unparalleled in beauty with bright eyes and white teeth, chatting and laughing like a pair of green people, and they couldn't help being acquainted with each other.

"Senior Sister is joking!" Wei Han curled his lips indifferently: "Before I practiced swordsmanship, I majored in Fire Art. Just now, Senior Sister Luo insisted on taking the initiative to pick things up, so I naturally want to satisfy her."

"Not bad." Gu Mingyue couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Your temperament and nature should be my Qingming peak's person by nature. You are not only clumsy but also quite sharp. Your future may be limitless."

"Senior sister's praise."

While talking and laughing, the two went straight to the teleportation valley!

This is a very large valley that can accommodate tens of thousands of people. There are lakes, forests, various birds and beasts in the valley, and hundreds of shining teleportation arrays have been built. A large number of internal and external disciples are queuing up to teleport. I can feel a powerful aura guarding here.

"There are dozens of small and medium-sized secret realms and teleportation points connected here, which can be freely used by the disciples in the sect." Gu Mingyue explained casually: "If we go to the sword tomb secret realm, we have to go through here."

Wei Han nodded silently, and couldn't help feeling the gap between the Holy Land and ordinary sects again.

Holy land disciples are directly teleported when they go out, and they can arrive wherever they want to go in an instant. Ordinary sect disciples can only fly by themselves bitterly. This kind of trivial matter alone can make people feel deeply moved.

And the precious secret realm Zixiao Holy Land has mastered dozens of them?

These are existences like small worlds, each of which is extremely precious.

It is rumored that inside many medium-sized and large secret realms, hundreds of millions of people are bred and countless spiritual herbs are planted, each of which is enough to add endless heritage to the sect.

"Let's go!" Gu Mingyue led the way to an empty teleportation formation, and respectfully said to the old man guarding the formation: "Qing Mingfeng personally passed the application to enter the secret realm of Jianzhong, and I hope the seniors can register!"

"Um!"

The old man nodded expressionlessly.

While playing a spiritual light check on the identity jade cards of the two, he looked at Wei Han in surprise, and was stunned for a while when he noticed the guardian Xu Qing behind him.

But he didn't say much in the end.

Just silently activated the teleportation formation, allowing the three of them to step into the secret realm of the Sword Tomb.

"Om!"

A flash of spiritual light flashed, and the three people in the teleportation array disappeared instantly.

After bouts of dizziness, Wei Han found himself in a strange place, where the sky was dark and orange, the land was dark and quiet with no vegetation, it was as dead and cold as **** on earth.

This space is vast without knowing its breadth.

The endless hills spread to thousands of miles away.

The ground is covered with millions of graves and tombs, and there are one or several flying swords stuck in front of them, each of which reveals a deep sense of vicissitudes and desolation, and various sword intents reverberate and scream in the void, This place is like a **** that belongs exclusively to sword cultivators.

Here, anyone will be subject to an invisible suppression!

Everyone here was silent, silently choosing a grave to sit cross-legged on the ground, quietly comprehending the sword intent that filled the surroundings.

"You are not allowed to speak loudly here so as not to disturb the souls of the ancestors, and you are not allowed to fight at will." Gu Mingyue solemnly warned: "Once someone makes a move here, thousands of swords will automatically kill them, even if it is a strong Nascent Soul Stage I can't stand this kind of attack, remember! Remember!"

"Yeah!" Wei Han nodded and glanced around, and found that there are quite a lot of people here, but because the secret realm is very large, there are not many people scattered in every corner.

Beside the teleportation array in the center of the secret realm, there is a magic weapon in the shape of a stone tablet!

It is marked with a large number of densely packed names and numbers, which seems to be something similar to a leaderboard, recording the disciples who have achieved the highest achievements in the secret realm of Jianzhong for tens of thousands of years.

"Master?"

Wei Han was surprised to find Xu Suwan's ranking.

She was ranked thirty-sixth, and her uncle Jiang Yuan was ranked seventy-ninth.

Although I don't know what the criteria for judging this secret realm are, but being able to rank thirty-sixth among countless arrogances over the past tens of thousands of years shows that the master really has two brushes.

There is such a thing in the world of cultivating immortals, no matter you are a man or a woman.

As long as you are strong enough and outstanding enough, you can stand high in the clouds and enjoy the attention of thousands of people.

"This leaderboard is automatically judged by the secret stele, and it will be automatically recorded from the moment we enter here." Gu Mingyue patiently explained: "The scoring standard is based on the number of advanced levels and the length of time. You can comprehend the broken level by yourself. You can get 500,000 merits at a time, and you can get 10,000 to 100,000 merits for absorbing a sword intent."

"Um!"

Wei Han nodded to express his understanding.

It is more difficult to comprehend the breakthrough by yourself, so the reward is higher.

It will be easier to absorb the sword intent of the predecessors. After losing the master, these sword intents have become some pure sentiments. As long as anyone with a similar sword intent can absorb the sentiments, the difficulty will naturally be reduced a lot.

"It's about three to five million to exchange for a space Taoist artifact? No, no, no, in case the Taoist artifact released this time is relatively large, it is safer to prepare tens of millions of merits."

"Absorbing one sword intent can get 10,000 to 100,000 merits, so wouldn't I have to absorb hundreds or thousands of sword intents?"

Wei Han thought about it for a while, and finally smiled silently.

It doesn't matter, anyway, his sword intent is mixed and mixed with all kinds of attributes, so it is not easy to absorb some foreign sword intent? If he wasn't afraid of being too high-profile, he would have sucked up this place.

"Senior Sister, go get busy!" Wei Han smiled politely: "I'll do my own enlightenment!"

"Um!"

Gu Mingyue nodded in agreement.

She found a few large tombs where she practiced the way of killing with ease, and sitting cross-legged in front of the cemetery, she sat cross-legged in front of the tombs and began to study in silence.

Wei Han glanced around and looked at Xu Qing, who was hunched over and silent, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Mr. Xu, do you want to find a place to study?"

"The young master doesn't need to care about the old slave." Xu Qing smiled hoarsely: "You can do whatever you want, the old slave will not interfere with you."

"good!"

Wei Han smiled helplessly and stopped talking.

He knew that he couldn't avoid the other party's gaze for the time being and absorbed the sword intent silently, so he just sat down near the stone tablet and prepared to enlighten.

"The young master didn't find a sword mound?" Xu Qing was surprised.

"No need!" Wei Han twitched the corners of his mouth indifferently, but he didn't explain too much, he just took a deep breath and began to meditate.

Immediately afterwards, the second-grade sword intent of his chaotic embryonic form appeared in front of him, exuding astonishing power, and began to spread continuously towards the surroundings.

(end of this chapter)