Start from a baby to become a Taoist

Chapter 381 Sword

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

As the three of them were talking, they heard a sound of rapid leaping from the trial and looked over at the same time.

Xu Ran and three black shadows passed through four stone doors at the same time.

There is not the slightest difference in time.

The moment he passed.

Rumble-——
Four stone doors fell at the same time. I heard a sound behind me and turned around to look. I saw that the wall where there were four stone doors just now had suddenly become a complete wall without a single gap.

Apart from the dust floating in the air, there was no evidence to prove that there were four stone doors here.

Xu Ran just glanced at it indifferently and turned to look.

Anyway, I have already completed the level. The previous levels are gone, and the important thing next is to focus on the next levels.

Now, the most important thing is to pass the trial quickly and save time.

Xu Ran turned his head and took in the scene before him.

I saw.

The circular wall of the Colosseum was covered with cracks, and thousands of broken swords were stuck diagonally outside the wall.

The blade of each sword was covered with a reddish-brown layer of rust, and the edge was covered with jagged notches, like the fangs of some giant beast.

The unique metallic smell of rust formed a visible red mist in the stagnant air, clinging to the surface of the remaining vine-like patterns on the bronze sword guard.

It is completely different from the outside of the Colosseum.

The five-meter square area in the center of the venue was unusually clean, and the long sword inserted in the black basalt base reflected a cold light.

The silver wrapped around the hilt is flawless, and the blade remains absolutely straight from the guard to the tip, with neither gaps nor blood grooves, just like a peerless divine sword carved purely from nature.

"Whoohoo-"

Just as Xu Ran was looking at the gorgeous yet sad scene in front of him, a gust of wind swept through the embroidered sword forest outside the arena.

The wind was not strong, but it could blow away the red mist attached to the embroidered sword.

All of a sudden.

As the wind blew past, it rolled up the red mist formed by rust powder, as if summoned by the iron sword in the center, and swarmed in and gathered around it.

These red lights were flying wildly, as if celebrating something.

Even so, with countless mists gathered around it, the sword remained spotless, yet without any energy fluctuations or rune glow - it was like an ordinary weapon that had just been tempered by a blacksmith and casually discarded in the middle of a cemetery filled with bones.

Xu Ran looked at the arena filled with embroidered swords and subconsciously took a step forward.

"again and again!"

A loud but muddy sound echoed in the arena, and he subconsciously looked at his feet.

His feet happened to step on an embroidered shell, and the muddy sound was extremely harsh in the arena.

"Om-"

"Om-"

"Om-"

"Om-"

The moment this muddy sound rang out, the originally still embroidered sword suddenly began to resonate, and the rotten cloth wrapped around the hilt shook off and turned into ashes.

The embroidered shell that Xu Ran accidentally stepped on seemed to awaken the sleeping embroidered swords, which kept making noises.

The sounds produced by these vibrations are also equally turbid.

Xu Ran frowned when he heard these voices.

"What does it mean?"

Xu Ran was a little confused.

It is clear.

In the trial of passing the leg technique, the next trial is the scene in front of you.

Moreover, through these embroidered swords piled up like mountains, one can clearly feel the endless sadness contained in them!

"Why are all these embroidered swords?"

The junior sister who was watching Xu Ran undergoing the trial saw this scene and asked in confusion.

The other two were already accustomed to the questions from the junior sister.

Her laziness was well known to everyone. Apart from some very well-known events that she had heard from others, she didn't know any other secrets.

Even the secrets recorded in ancient books are unknown.

I'm too lazy to even turn the pages of a book.

"This"

The second senior brother stared at these embroidered swords with a frown on his face, stroking his chin with his right hand, and carefully recalling something.

The images in my mind kept flashing back, and suddenly, the passing images stopped abruptly, and the embroidered swords piled around the arena corresponded one by one.

"This is..." The second senior brother suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes flashing with light, as if he was wondering about something unbelievable.

"This is the sword of the sword immortal!"

When the eldest brother heard his words, his frown relaxed and he looked as if it was just as he expected.

"Sword Immortal? What Sword Immortal?"

Seeing the two people beside her with expressions of sudden enlightenment, the junior sister's face was full of confusion. She pointed at the embroidered sword in the arena and said.

"Are these embroidered swords the Sword Immortal's swords? Isn't the [Immortal Sword Technique] he uses condensed from innate energy? How could it be like these embroidered swords?"

As she spoke, the junior sister moved her finger again and pointed it at the silver and exquisite iron sword in the center.

"If you say that the iron sword in the middle is the sword of the immortal sword, I would believe it!"

The junior sister didn't know much about the sword immortal who had caused drastic changes in the Source Realm and even nearly destroyed it. She learned about it from other people. Moreover, she didn't like reading ancient books.

Even if you know about the Sword Immortal, you only know him from a few words and don't know much.

At the very least, compared with the eldest and second brothers, she certainly doesn't know much, and what she knows is only the basics.

The second senior brother came from that era himself and had witnessed the majestic figure of the Sword Immortal with his own eyes.

The eldest senior brother can freely enter and exit the library of the nine-story tower, which records a large number of secrets of the source world. These secrets have never appeared in ancient books.

It is not surprising that there are unknown secrets about the Sword Immortal in it.

"Those are indeed the swords of the Sword Immortal, but they were the swords he wore before he acquired the [Immortal Sword Technique]!"

The eldest senior brother's cold voice sounded and echoed in the ears of the younger junior sister. When she heard it, her eyes widened suddenly.

"Really?"

"Yes!" The eldest brother nodded in confirmation.

The junior sister continued to point at the iron sword in the center and asked, "Is that iron sword his last sword?"

Although he did not have the title of Sword Immortal before he obtained the [Immortal Sword Technique], he was still called the Sword God by everyone in the Source Realm.

His own understanding of the sword had reached its peak. The iron sword in the center, while not overly sharp, was the one that best highlighted the Sword Immortal's aura.

"no!"

The second senior brother shook his head and denied the younger junior sister's guess.

"How can it be!"

The junior sister was in disbelief, and immediately looked at the piles of embroidered swords.

It's impossible that the last sword of a being known as the Sword Immortal is an embroidered sword!

"Why not!" Second Brother pointed at one of the embroidered swords in the group, "That embroidered sword is the sword that the Sword Immortal wore before he obtained the [Immortal Sword Technique]. It's already a broken embroidered sword!"

Then, he pointed his finger at the silver iron sword in the middle.

"This iron sword, on the contrary, is the iron sword that the Sword Immortal originally used!"

The second senior brother’s words shocked the younger junior sister again.

She couldn't believe that the most gorgeous-looking iron sword was actually the one that the sword immortal used at the beginning.

However, the sword he had carried before obtaining the [Immortal Sword Technique] had already broken long ago and turned into an embroidered sword, which was inserted among the group of embroidered swords, and was inconspicuous.

The eldest brother did not refute what the second brother said, which shows that it was right.

But why did the sword, which should have been in the opposite position, appear in a completely different place?

What exactly happened here?
A wave of questions arose in the minds of the three people.

There is no need to tell the junior sister, she didn't know it in the first place.

The second senior brother only knew that these embroidered swords had previously belonged to the sword immortal. He could even tell which embroidered sword was used by the sword immortal in which stage.

But other than that, I don’t know anything else.

The eldest brother must know more than the other two, but he doesn't seem to understand anything at the moment.

at the same time.

Xu Ran stood in front of the group of embroidered swords. His eyes first swept around the piles of embroidered swords, and then he fixed his gaze on the iron sword in the center.

hiss---
When Xu Ran observed carefully.

The black space was torn apart, and a bronze hand stretched out from it. Then, when a bald man with bronze skin appeared from the densest area of ​​the embroidered swords, the iron smell in the air suddenly became stronger - he was actually walking on the hilts of the swords, and with every step he took, the rusted metal made a dying groan.

"The sword skeleton recognizes its master." The rune on the man's Adam's apple trembled and twisted with the vibration of his vocal cords, like a broken embroidered sword. "Draw the sword, or become a sword."

The bald man at this moment was completely different from his previous appearance. Now he was like an emotionless machine.

Without any extra words, he flicked his finger and flicked away the crimson mist embedded in his shoulder armor. The moment the mist hit one of the embroidered swords on the periphery, the entire group of embroidered swords trembled wildly like a group of awakened snakes.

A crimson wave of air spread out from it, accompanied by an unpleasant smell of rust, and attacked Xu Ran.

Seeing this, Xu Ran staggered back.

"call out--"

At this moment, a dark iron piece whizzed out from the crimson mist and passed across Xu Ran's palm. It was so fast that even Xu Ran couldn't react.

By the time he reacted, he felt a sharp pain in his palm. He looked down and saw blood oozing from the lines on his palm.

"Was that an embroidery piece just now?"

Xu Ran looked at the crimson mist in front of him.

Although he didn't see clearly what was attacking him, the smell was exactly the same as the embroidered shell he stepped on at the beginning.

"call!"

Before Xu Ran could react, he felt a breeze blowing in front of him, and suddenly, the smell of rust that permeated the crimson mist disappeared.

As the strong smell disappeared, the crimson mist disappeared, and his vision returned to normal. He then discovered that all the gaps on the rusty swords were facing him, and the jagged edges were secreting dark red mucus.

These broken swords that were originally stuck in the ground turned into bloodthirsty tigers in an instant, and Xu Ran was their target.

"Did the crimson mist just now activate them?"

Xu Ran looked at the embroidered sword in front of him and muttered to himself, while drops of cold sweat subconsciously appeared on his forehead.

Now, he had no weapons in his hands and faced so many embroidered swords alone, with only one way to go, death.

"This level of the trial is about subtraction, and I didn't bring a sword with me. In that case, the trial venue will definitely be provided to me!"

Say it.

His eyes immediately focused on the center, and he saw that flawless iron sword, like a firefly in the dark, extremely dazzling and extremely attractive.

"That's it!"

Xu Ran made a decision immediately. He stepped on the ground with both feet, leaving a visible footprint. Then, his body shot out at an extremely fast speed like a cannonball.

The group of embroidered swords with broken sword mouths facing Xu Ran, when they sensed that Xu Ran had left their original place, they also turned their broken sword mouths at the same time, facing directly the iron sword in the middle.

Although these embroidered swords are very fast, Xu Ran is even faster.

When Xu Ran just turned the broken sword, he had already arrived in front of the iron sword.

Without any hesitation, Xu Ran's tender hands tightly grasped the hilt of the iron sword.

Buzz-——
In an instant, the iron sword in the center of the field, which was as shiny as new, suddenly made a clear sound, and thousands of rusty swords on the periphery broke into pieces.

The rust in the sky surged like a blood mist, instantly sweeping across the entire arena, spreading and diffusing everywhere like a headless fly.

Xu Ran looked at this sudden change, somewhat puzzled.

At the same time, the bald man had unknowingly stood on the basalt base, his entire body enveloped by the scarlet halo reflected by the rust crystals: "First test—"

Before Xu Ran could react, the rammed earth beneath his feet suddenly collapsed.

Fortunately, he was quick and agile, and he had already completed the tempering of his calf bones, so he grabbed the iron sword and left his previous place in the first place.

The moment Xu Ran left, a violent and sharp sword energy gushed out from it, revealing the true appearance below.

I saw that there were seventeen sword boxes of different shapes.

Before Xu Ran could figure out what was happening.

pat-
A crisp sound was heard, and the sword box that was originally closed was opened, and black shadows shot out from it rapidly.

"call out--"

"call out--"

"call out--"

"call out--"

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All of a sudden.

The sword case unfolded, and seventeen embroidered swords of various shapes were arranged in a ring, suspended in the air, motionless, as if each sword was held by someone in the air.

A closer look revealed that a piece of human bone was embedded in the guard of each sword.

These human bones are arranged from small to large. The bone next to the bald head is the smallest, and the farther away, the larger the bone.

Moreover, the larger the embroidered sword made of human bones, the sharper the sword intent contained in it. It seems that if it hits the sword head-on in the slightest, it will be completely split in half!
"The trial begins!"

The bald man held the smallest embroidered sword made of human bones and pointed the broken sword tip at Xu Ran, as if giving an order that could not be refused.

Xu Ran looked at the bald man who seemed to be looking down at him, and gripped the iron sword tightly in his hand. A faint aura emanated from him.

(End of this chapter)