The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

In an instant, the sound of fighting arose from all directions, and everyone used their weapons to confront and fight against the gathered sword streams.

The crackling sound of swords resounded through the sky and was deafening.

Xuan Yuran cast a spell and used a barrier to resist, but they were broken in a few strokes. These swords seemed to have sharp spiritual power.

Sheng Qingye's chains made a loud noise in the air, sending sparks flying.

Tang Yixin led his disciples to resist with swords.

It was almost a head-on clash between the cold weapons.

Gradually, the group forced themselves into a concave valley nearby.

As soon as they entered the valley, they heard a loud bang and the mountain behind them collapsed instantly, trapping them inside.

The sword flow that was chasing them just now also disappeared at this moment.

"We...we won't be unable to get out, right?" a disciple shouted in panic.

"The window was not closed before I left." The disciple from the Ministry of Internal Affairs whispered.

Tang Yixien suddenly felt that this trip to Lingyu Mountain was a bit bumpy.

The place where they are now is a large valley.

The valley was surrounded by greenery, with a slit of sunlight shining in from directly above. Although it was a little dim, it was still visible.

"Can I borrow the map to take a look?" Tang Yixien walked to Xiao Yan and asked softly.

"You're welcome, young master. Of course you can." Xiao Yan immediately handed the map to Tang Yixin.

The map was indeed very complicated and detailed, with crisscrossing roads and many forks in the road, but Tang Yixin could still understand it roughly.

Tang Yixin found the location they were at on the map, and then searched nearby.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he was shocked.

The valley they were in did not exist on the map.

It's like it appeared out of nowhere.

Tang Yixien calmly handed the map back to Xiao Yan. When their eyes met, they both understood each other and understood each other tacitly.

Xiao Yan knew that the eldest master had also noticed it, but they chose not to say it out loud because they were afraid of causing panic.

Xiao Yan realized at this moment that the eldest master was so calm and composed, which was completely different from the previous rumors.

"What on earth is this place?" Sheng Qingye asked in a low voice.

Xuan Yuran cast a spell and circled the entire valley. All he could see were cliffs, and he couldn't tell where they had just come from.

At this moment, Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes moved slightly, and the Lingxi fan in his hand flashed with a light blue light.

"Master, there are spirits here, and there is more than one." He whispered to Tang Yixin.

Tang Yixien's eyes deepened and he looked around again.

"What kind of spirit is this? A human? A demon? A magical weapon?" Sheng Qingye asked with a sharp look in his eyes.

"I can't feel it." Jin Xiaoxiao shook her head slightly.

suddenly!

A rumbling sound suddenly arose in the valley.

Everyone was so frightened that their voices suddenly stopped.

In the open space opposite Tang Yixin and his group, the ground began to sink, and then a piece of green jade rose up, with an ancient sword inserted on the jade.

The ancient sword is not simple.

The sword is completely white, emitting a faint halo. The hilt is inlaid with small white gems, shining brightly like stars.

And around the green jade stone with the ancient sword inserted, many swords rose up at the same time, standing upright on the ground.

The disciples present were all very surprised, some even opened their mouths and forgot to close them.

"Sword Tomb?!" Xiao Yan said loudly with a little excitement.

"Bastard? How dare you! How can you say that?" Tang Tianao shouted without even thinking.

He was used to it.

His disciple Yin Tu tried to stop the Second Young Master from saying this, but it was too late.

Everyone was speechless.

Xiao Yan probably practiced some kind of skill to hold back his laughter, he explained,

"Sword tombs are places where famous swords rest and recuperate, waiting for destined individuals to become their new masters. They are all peerless swords, and the opening of a sword tomb is a rare opportunity."

Hearing this, Tang Tianao's narrow eyes lit up, because he was a sword cultivator.

This is a great opportunity for him. A good sword can help a swordsman achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Tang Yixin gripped the sword in his hand. This sword was given to him by Sheng Qingye. Although it was a little damaged due to the last battle with the rain of arrows, it was a gift from a disciple to his master.

He has always cherished the gifts from his students. He would not accept expensive things, but he would keep some small and worthless items.

"So it was the sword spirit just now?" Sheng Qingye said at this time.

"That's right." The Lingxi fan in Jin Xiaoxiao's hand became brighter at this moment.

Xuan Yuran was attracted by the white ancient sword at this time, thinking that his master was a sword cultivator.

There were quite a few sword cultivators present, and they were all very excited. Almost all the swords in the sword tomb were famous swords. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for sword cultivators.

Everyone walked into the sword tomb together.

When a sword disciple sees a sword, it is like seeing braised pork after not having eaten for three days.

With gleams in their eyes, they looked at the swords stuck on the ground one by one, looking for the one that was destined for them or the one they liked.

The disciple from the Ministry of Internal Affairs who forgot to close the window just now was also a sword practitioner. He touched the hilts of each sword one by one.

"Hey, don't touch everyone." A disciple objected.

"What? Can't I touch it?"

Why did Tang Yixien feel so awkward when he heard this?

He turned to look at his three disciples.

What a coincidence, none of them are sword cultivators.

Sheng Qingye was holding his black iron chain and looking around. He was interested, but there were too many swords in his family.

His father wiped it every day for several years.

Jin Xiaoxiao just stood quietly aside, watching indifferently.

Xuan Yuran kept staring at the sword in the middle of the field. He thought that this sword would suit his master very well, but looking at his master's expression, it seemed that he didn't intend to take it.

In the end, everyone's eyes, like Xuan Yuran's, fell on the dazzling white ancient sword in the middle of the venue.

"This sword should be the legendary Liuguang Sword, right?" Jin Xiaoxiao held the Lingxi fan in her hand, tapped it lightly, and said with a faint smile in her eyes.

"That's right." Xiao Yan said seriously at this time.

"You know a lot." Sheng Qingye said, touching Jin Xiaoxiao's shoulder.

"Just a little more than you." Jin Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

In fact, Jin Xiaoxiao not only reads waste books, he also reads other books, and reads a lot of them.

At this moment, all the disciples present looked at Tang Tianao at the same time.

That’s right, the sword cultivator with the highest cultivation level present is Tang Tianao.

Tang Tianao's cultivation has reached the early Nascent Soul stage, but he rarely takes action on weekdays.

As far as the people present were concerned, this flowing sword belonged to Tang Tianao.

Tang Tianao curled the corners of his mouth and raised his chin slightly. He looked at the sword in his hand and threw it to the ground with a look of disgust.

This sword has been with Tang Tianao for several years and has helped him block several attacks, so it has become a little damaged.

There was only a buzzing sound, and the sword thrown on the ground seemed to let out a mournful cry.

Tang Tianao walked towards the flowing sword without hesitation.

Tang Yixin looked at the sword discarded by Tang Tianao on the ground, feeling deeply sorry for it. He walked over, bent down to pick up the sword, and then solemnly and neatly stabbed it into the sword tomb beside him.

In this way, the sword spirit's memory will be completely wiped out, and it will no longer remember Tang Tianao. It can wait for a new owner in the sword tomb.