Chapter 831

Once the sword grave opens for a hundred years, a hundred green swords!

Human beings are very small in front of Qianzhang mountain. The whole mountain is surrounded by the turbulent flow of space. Only Bijian can protect the practitioners to enter the sword tomb smoothly through the turbulent flow of space.

The Qianzhang mountain, suspended above the blue sea, looks like a sharp sword. Although it is blocked by the turbulent flow of space, it can still feel the breathtaking spirit after approaching.

Ling Feng stood under the tomb of sword, gazing at the high mountain, and sighed: "Bi, I really don't know how high cultivation this person needs to have to have in order to have such a spirit!"

Xuejian stood beside him and said, "the sword is the momentum, the sword is the spirit when it comes out of its sheath."

Ling Feng didn't know much about Jian Xiu. After Wen Yan nodded, he stretched out his right hand. In his palm was a small golden sword.

Strange to say, the whole sword is golden, but its name is Bijian. Maybe it's because of being in the blue sea.

Ling Feng thought so and so in his heart. After sensing the sword grave, the golden sword suddenly trembled a little, and then the golden sword became a golden glow to cover Ling Feng.

Then, under the cover of the glow, the people could not help flying towards the sword tomb.

Space turbulence is the most fatal thing for monks. Even the great monks who have the law of space can not rely on the law of space to break through this barrier.

One hundred friars covered with golden rays fell on a flat stone platform at the foot of the mountain after passing through the turbulent space.

Around the stone platform stands a huge stone with the above two characters.

Sword grave!

A long and narrow path winds up to the top of the mountain. Besides, everything here seems to be no different from the mountains outside.

After arriving here, the people of shining Corps naturally gathered to Ling Feng's side automatically, while the other blue sea swordsmen were paired up in twos and threes, and quickly passed the narrow path to the peak.

Here, Ling Feng felt it for a while and found that there was no pressure on the friar himself, and there was no difference from the outside world.

Ling Feng thought that this might be the original intention of Bi to build the sword tomb. The sword is here. It's all up to her to come and go.

After staying on the platform for a period of time, there are only the people of shining Corps left. The blue sea swordsman has already left.

Seeing this, Ling Feng immediately took the people to climb up the mountain road.

Because the mountain itself is like a sharp sword, the mountain path is naturally extremely steep, even more like straight up and down in some places.

But for monks, there is no danger in such a high mountain.

After arriving at the middle part of the mountain, judging from the overall shape of the mountain, the middle part should be the position of the sword.

Here, on both sides of the mountain road, there are a lot of broken swords and broken swords. Sure enough, they live up to the name of the sword grave. Moreover, the steps at the foot seem to be cut out with swords, and there are messy sword marks everywhere.

Although it seems that everything is calm, Ling Feng does not dare to be careless. Although flying is not forbidden here, the blue sea swordsman in front of him does not choose to fly, so there must be some rules here.

So, do as the Romans do, he and others can only climb up step by step.

However, after they walked for another hour or so, there finally appeared a fork in the narrow mountain road, which led to two different directions.

Ling Feng takes a look at the two mountain roads and finds that there are people passing on them. Therefore, he is not sure which one he should take for a while. At this time, Xue Jian suddenly points to the right one and says, "this way!"

Ever since Xue Jian mended her sword, she has become silent. Most of the time, if she can speak less, she will speak less. If she can't speak, she won't speak. So when she suddenly heard her voice, Ling Feng suddenly said something strange: "why?"

"Feel!" Snow see calmly said after, take the lead to lift a leg to walk toward that direction.

Ling Feng immediately touched his nose and muttered: "it's so cold, I'm not an adult!"

However, at this time, Meng Xue suddenly said, "my Lord!"

He immediately shrugged his shoulders and said, "follow up!"

In this way, from this position, Xuejian was leading the way all the way, and there were more and more forks in the future. Finally, about half an hour later, Xuejian stepped into a fork again.

Suddenly there is a change in front of you!

After a wave of space, a sword platform appeared in front of the crowd, and a sword with sheath was stored on the platform.

Although separated by several Zhang's distance, Ling Feng felt the cold and sharp meaning of the sword.

Seeing this sword, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. It was the first good sword he saw in the sword tomb.

But the sword tomb should not be so careless. Put the sword here and let people take it away!

According to the normal situation, no matter how bad it is, there should be some tests and so on.

Read here, Ling Feng immediately looked around, four weeks quietly without any movement.

This is a little strange!

When he hesitated in his heart, he saw Xuejian in front of him. After a little hesitation, he took the lead in walking past. He quickly called out: "be careful!"

But Xuejian doesn't look back. She goes straight to the sword platform and nothing happens. It's strange in Ling Feng's heart that Xuejian reaches for the sword.

The sword suddenly burst out a cold and sharp sword. Seeing this, Xuexue's face changed slightly. She immediately stepped back to avoid the sword.

At this time, a fuzzy black figure appeared beside the sword platform. The whole person was invisible, and his whole face was illusory. He reached out and took down the sword from the sword platform and stood quietly in the same place.

Ling Feng saw this, immediately with everyone around early snow see said: "this may be the sword test!"

Xuejian nodded and said nothing. Ling Feng said, "do you want me to come?"

The latter immediately took a look at him, and then took the lead.

As a sword cultivator, if you ask someone to help you with such a test, then she is not worthy to be a sword cultivator.

The magic sword in his hand came out of the scabbard, and Xuejian's eyes were calm, but the illusory black figure with the sword didn't move in the face of Xuejian, just when Xuejian was close at hand.

The gray figure suddenly moved!

Draw the sword!

A cold and sharp sword straight to the snow!

But Xuejian doesn't shy away from the sword. The sword smashes the sword with a loud Fengming, and then rushes straight to the gray figure.

The fire red phoenix virtual shadow swept the gray figure, then only heard a jingle, the gray figure turned into vitality and disappeared, and the sword also fell to the ground.

At this time, Ling Feng found that the sword was a broken sword.

Xuejian calmly picked up the broken sword on the ground, gently stroked its blade with her right hand, then sighed, put it into the sheath and put it on the sword platform again.

After a while of space fluctuation, the sword platform fell into space again.

And Ling Feng sees this to walk to ask immediately: "how?"

Xue Jian said calmly: "the owner of this sword is a family of Nanli in the north. What he is good at is drawing sword! Man is in the sword, man is dead, sword is broken! "

Meng Xue, who was standing beside Ling Feng, immediately tut: "the swordsmanship of Nanli people in the North was also famous for a time, but now the Nanli family is in decline, and the swordsmanship is also lost. I didn't expect that there are still some swordsmen here!"

Xuejian nodded and said, "this must be the main purpose of Bi's sword tomb. She was born for the sword. Naturally, she had to do something for the sword cultivation."

After she finished her sentence, she finally went on to the top of the mountain.

Ling Feng's people rushed to catch up with him and saw many sword platforms along the way. But all these sword guards were defeated by Xuejian's Fenghuang sword intention, but Xuejian didn't take the swords. Instead, she put the magic weapon back into the scabbard and went on.

Seeing this, Ling Feng suddenly said strangely, "it seems that many swords I saw just now are complete, and they all look good. Don't they agree with you?"

Snow see smell speech facial expression calm of point to top, say: "top somebody is calling me!"

"Call you?" Ling Feng smell speech immediately show surprised expression.

Xuejian nodded and said, "yes, it's a call for sword repair. I think I should go up!"

In addition to Xuejian, the rest of the people, including Ling Feng, are not Jianxiu. Although the latter once practiced Wukong jianjue, he himself knows that he is not Jianxiu.

Therefore, he didn't know whether the call was for all the swordsmen or for Xuejian, but after hearing this, he was still a little careful.

After climbing all the way and defeating many sword keepers, Ling Feng and his party finally got close to the top of the mountain.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, there is a cave in front of them. In front of the cave is a flat stone platform. In addition to the mountain road when they came, there are nine other mountain roads that can reach here.

It seems that this road is not the only one, but now only Ling Feng and his party arrive here, others should be blocked on the road.

In fact, Ling Feng and his party didn't know that the self-cultivation of the sword keeper fluctuated with the cultivation of the hurdler, because Xuejian was the cultivation of the earth steps, so the cultivation of the sword keeper was the same as Xuejian.

But Xuejian is a Jian Xiu who has the meaning of Phoenix sword. The ordinary ground level Jian Xiu is her opponent, so they can get to the top of the mountain so smoothly.

Ling Feng looked around and finally put his eyes in the cave.

Obviously, the voice calling her in Xuejian's mouth comes from here.

At this time, Xuejian looks dignified. She stands in the same place and doesn't move. Just when Lingfeng is strange and ready to ask, she suddenly says, "you step back!"

"Ah?" Ling Feng smell speech immediately Leng for a while, but still with Meng Xue people back a few steps.

Just after they left, an illusory figure appeared on the platform.

The figure has blue eyes, as clear as a gem, slender fingers, handsome face with a faint smile, slender figure, adding a sense of dust.

"My name is Dee!"

His voice is very gentle, a little hoarse, but there is no uncomfortable feeling. On the contrary, it has a magnetic charm.

From the foot of the mountain to now, they have met a lot of sword guards, but the first one who can speak is still the first one.

Moreover, in Ling Feng's eyes, this di always gives him a strange feeling. This figure gives him the same feeling as chushuang's Jianling frost.

At this moment, he said strangely, "is it the sword spirit?"

Di Wenyan immediately stretched out his slender fingers and clapped his hands, saying: "that's right. I'm Bi's friend Di!"

Bi is the Jian Xiu who founded the Jian tomb. Ling Feng and others have heard Chu Shuang mention that Bi's sword meaning is a sword spirit. They have heard about it, but seeing these legendary characters with their own eyes still makes Ling Feng feel a little sigh.