I've waited for you for a thousand years, and I've lived this life just to meet you

Every sword tells a story.

This place of sword tombs has countless swords and thousands of legends.

Each sword is no longer a cold weapon, but a friend with flesh and blood and a story.

"Let's continue walking inside. This should be the core area." After saying that, Xiao Mohan held Su Yuer's hand and walked inside.

At this moment, the sword tomb seemed to be boiling, and a clear sword sound was emitted. The sound was very mysterious.

The further you go in, the stronger the sword intent becomes. Perhaps it is because of them that the balance of the sword laws that had been peaceful for countless years was disrupted.

Clang…

Countless swords suddenly flew up, swirling upwards and hovering in the air, but with no intention of attacking.

A buzzing sound.

The sword's humming sound echoed throughout the world within the mural.

"Feel it carefully. The sound of the sword contains a kind of melody, and at the same time, the sword moves will change." At this time, Xiao Mohan had already noticed it, because there seemed to be someone in his mind who was constantly inputting various sword moves, and each sword seemed to be telling him about its past.

Xiao Moxuan and others sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to comprehend the mystery of the sword intent.

Ye Bing felt as if he had experienced it personally, and gained his own insights and conclusions from the sword moves.

An Yi and Xiao Moxuan felt that they could comprehend stronger fighting skills from each move.

The people in Ruxin, Rubing and Ruyi's minds, and every sword technique they performed, formed a picture scroll that kept appearing in their minds.

An Si and An Shi's brows alternated between furrowing and relaxing as they pondered. Simultaneously, they formed sword gestures with their hands, using their fingers as swords, striking repeatedly, experimenting with sword moves.

In fact, these sword moves are quite simple and seem ordinary, but they are full of variables, making it difficult to guard against them.

After an unknown amount of time, they opened their eyes, each one filled with excitement. They had gained a new understanding and insight into the way of the sword.

After Su Yuer saw that they had completed their understanding, she said, "Get up! Let's continue walking inside!"

Xiao Moxuan and others stood up one after another, and then Su Yuer and Xiao Mohan led them deeper inside.

The further in they went, the quieter it became. The pressure of the sword energy around them was like a heavy mountain, constantly squeezing them.

They passed through with ease and continued to go deeper, while comprehending the artistic conception of the sword.

At this moment, they seemed to become part of the sword, feeling the vicissitudes and glory of the sword tomb over the past ten thousand years.

I also understood the true meaning of kendo...the sword is not about killing.

What is Kendo? It is protection and inheritance!

Jianzhong, literally means the tomb of swords.

"It seems that this is an ancient sword tomb!" Ye Bing said seriously.

Su Yu'er nodded, her face solemn, and said seriously: "This sword tomb should be where an ancient sect has accumulated swords for countless years, and now they all rest here."

"Yes, in addition to the broken swords, there are also intact swords sleeping here. I guess this sect also spent a lot of effort to build this sword tomb!" Xiao Moxuan recalled the scenes he saw along the way and couldn't help but sigh.

Xiao Mohan sighed and explained, "These swords were temporarily sealed here because their original owners have died, waiting for someone destined to become their new master."

They understood instantly.

The sword is also a kind of life.

The sword also has its spirituality.

The sword is a vast way.

When they were immersed in the enlightenment of the sword,

Deep in the sword tomb, an inconspicuous black sword began to tremble violently, emitting a low humming sound.

The buzzing sound echoed in this quiet sword tomb, as if a long-sleeping giant beast was about to wake up.

They suddenly woke up from their enlightenment and looked towards the buzzing sound at the same time.

Instantly, countless swords from the sword tomb rushed towards the black sword, forming a circle of sword walls that surrounded it in the center. Each of these swords was sharp and powerful.

When Su Yuer, Xiao Mohan and others saw this scene, they were shocked beyond words.

Su Yu'er's eyes widened in surprise, "My lord, these swords are all surrounding this black sword. It's obvious that this sword must be extraordinary."

"Yes! Every sword here is a famous sword that dominates the world!"

As the black sword trembled, the sword wall twisted and turned into an old man.

At this moment, the old man seemed to come alive. He opened his originally turbid and dull eyes and looked at Su Yuer and others.

In a flash, the gleam in his eyes slowly returned, and his weathered face was filled with traces of time.

The old man said softly in a hoarse voice: "Someone has finally come to this sword tomb." His voice seemed particularly ethereal in the empty and silent sword tomb.

There seemed to be a hint of expectation in this calm voice.

Su Yu'er and Xiao Mohan looked at each other, then turned to look at the shadow of the old man in the air.

"There is actually an old man in this sword tomb?" Rubing exclaimed with her mouth open.

"I feel like it's a sword spirit!" An Si confirmed.

"Old man, are you a sword spirit?"

Su Yuer looked at the old man and asked in confusion.

The old man stared at Su Yu'er with curiosity and expectation in his eyes, and said, "Yes, I am a sword spirit in the sword tomb."

Su Yu'er nodded slightly. At this time, Xiao Mohan said directly: "Sword Spirit, your sect should be the Hidden Sword Sect!"

"Yes!"

Sure enough, this place is indeed related to the Cangjian Sect.

Xiao Moxuan couldn't help but recall the scene when they were comprehending the sword moves, and couldn't help but ask: "Does the sword spirit and the Cangjian Sect still exist?"

“It no longer exists. This sword tomb was founded by the ancestor of the Hidden Sword Sect, who was the Three-Life Emperor of ancient times.

He experienced three reincarnations, and in each life he would destroy his body, leaving a remnant of soul in the sword. Eventually, he created a set of "Heavenly Sword Three Lives Secret".

"That black sword you saw contains three strands of his soul, and it is also the legacy of the Three Lives Emperor!" the old man recounted.

Then, he paused again and continued, "One of you must accept the challenge of the Black Sword and ultimately accept this inheritance. Otherwise, you will never be able to leave!"

"No way! Are we forced to accept this inheritance?" An Yi widened his eyes and said in disbelief.

Both Su Yu'er and Xiao Mohan couldn't figure it out. Since they knew about their inheritance, they decided to ask more questions.

Xiao Mohan continued to ask: "Sword Spirit, is it possible that the Hidden Sword Sect is only here to receive the inheritance?"

The old man looked at him and said with emotion, "No, this is just one of the reasons. The most important thing is that whoever accepts the inheritance will become the leader of our Hidden Sword Sect. I am here to wait for the new master..."

Su Yu'er looked at the old man with interest and said calmly, "Sword Spirit, if one of us accepts the inheritance, can we choose any place in the sect? Also, your sword tomb is far away from the sect, so what will we do with the trials in the future?"

Rubing nodded, "That's right, we can't travel back and forth all over the place!"

"Yes! Our sect is in Qingyun Country, which is too far away from here!" Ruxin continued.

The old man said calmly, "You can also open your sect here, because this sword tomb cannot be moved!"

"I mean, if you can move it, then leave!"

"I am just a small sword spirit waiting for the successor of the Hidden Sword Sect. As long as you can wait for the inheritance and become the sect leader, I think everything else will not be a problem."

"That's what you said!" Su Yu'er smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into crescents.

Then, she said to Ye Bing and the others, "Ye Bing, start accepting the inheritance one by one!"

When Xiao Mohan looked at his wife, he knew that she was thinking about moving the sword tomb to the small world of Chaos Stone.

Then, he smiled and said, "Mo Xuan, you don't need to accept the inheritance. When we reach the Immortal Realm, we will have to establish the Hanyu Sect, and you will have to continue to manage it then."

"Brother, do you mean that we should establish a sect when we reach the Immortal Realm?"

"Yes! Each of you must have something to do."

Xiao Moxuan nodded, "There's something else to do!"

"I can accept the inheritance alone." Ye Bing said confidently.

"Come on, brother!" Xiao Moxuan said.

An Yi and the others also said in unison: "Come on!"

The old man looked at them. They still wanted to ascend? It was not known whether they could accept this inheritance.

Alas! Their cultivation base is all at the Nascent Soul stage, which is too low.

Ye Bing was extremely excited to become the leader of the Cangjian Sect.

Although he has not yet begun to accept the inheritance, he still has to have dreams.

"Sword Spirit, can I start?"

"can!"

Ye Bing came to the side of the sword wall. At this time, the sword wall began to rotate, and the sword energy rushed around, scratching Ye Bing's face and causing pain.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth condensed, the sword wall began to disperse, and the flying swords in the sky flew towards their original positions.

Only the black sword was left stuck in the soil.

"You must draw this sword. Let's begin." A majestic voice sounded between heaven and earth.

Ye Bing frowned and quickly stepped forward, gripping the hilt. The black sword remained motionless. He pulled the sword three times, but still couldn't move it even an inch.

"Oh! The Nascent Soul stage won't work!" Ye Bing muttered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Bing's true energy was released, and his cultivation level quickly reached the Void Refinement Realm.

The old man's eyes widened as he looked at Ye Bing in disbelief. His lips trembled as he said, "He actually hid his cultivation."

Ye Bing shouted loudly, exerted his strength, and the black sword slowly moved out.

The next moment, he swung his hands suddenly, and a black sword came out.

He raised his sword above his head, pointing it to the sky, his black robe fluttering in the wind, like a god of war.

"He pulled it out. I've been waiting for thousands of years. There's hope for the Cangjian Sect. Haha..." the old man laughed.

In an instant, a dazzling halo enveloped Ye Bing's body, and golden light poured into his brows. In an instant, Ye Bing disappeared from the spot.

"Ye Bing has entered the black sword!" Ruyi exclaimed.

"Yes!" An nodded in agreement. At the same time, they stared as Ye Bing disappeared from their sight.