Han Dan

As soon as Zitang finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook.

Screams rang out.

However, the shock was very short-lived, and quickly returned to calm.

Then there was Cheng Zhou's voice outside: "Gu Tu, open!"

Gu Qingmian was stunned: "Isn't there still a few days left?"

He took off the spell, and Cheng Zhou broke into the door.His face was flushed, and his eyes were shining brightly: "The Baijian Tomb has been unearthed, this is about to be opened——Zong" He swallowed "Zong" and respectfully said: "—Senior."

Zitang sneered, and the blue light dissipated: "Then let's go."

Mingyu floated up from the bowl and flew over Cheng Zhou.Cheng Zhou gave Gu Qingmian a painful look, took out an embroidered bag, put the jade in it, and continued to hang it around his neck.

"Senior, you can hide it well this time."

Zichen didn't answer.

Cheng Zhou turned around and was about to leave, but Zitang said, "That foolish one, keep up."

Gu Qingmian pointed to herself: "Me?"

Cheng Zhou has been wandering in Kyushu for so long, no matter how many losses he has suffered, he still hasn't got rid of the habit of being familiar with himself.

Since he knew that Gu Qingmian also understood the existence of this Jade Ancestor, he seemed to have found a fellow traveler, and he became a little closer: "Senior, he is not a sword cultivator, how dangerous it is to go to Baijian Tomb—"

"Do you still want to use Mingyu?"

Gu Qingmian couldn't walk anymore.

He turned around, scooped up the spiritual spring on the table, and swept the jade bowl into his sleeve: "Let's go, Brother Cheng, let's go together."

Cheng Zhou only felt that he was a donkey with good intentions, but he still persuaded him: "Gu Tu, you can wait outside and come out when the time comes—"

"Why do you talk so much?" Zi Tang said annoyedly, "I have never seen a junior who talks as much as you."

Cheng Zhou choked, how many juniors have you met in general?

"This seat has its own means to protect him."

Cheng Zhou had a splitting headache and didn't even want to remind him that since he met him, he had looked sickly, relying on Mahayana poison to suppress himself.How to protect Gutu?

Gu Tu on the side was not in the mood, but excitedly asked: "Can you really borrow me? Can you borrow it for a year?"

Cheng Zhou: "Gu Tu, calm down—"

"If things come to pass, they must."

"Okay, it's a word."

Cheng Zhou: "..."

So one day later, the two sneaked into the place where Baijianzhong was located.As soon as you enter the enchantment, you can see a huge crowd, in the sky and on the ground, and there are monks everywhere.There is a huge mound of earth standing in the middle of the barrier, and a stone tablet is inserted on the mound.

Gu Qingmian and the others are still on the periphery, but they can't see the end of the stele, but they can see it standing tall and breaking through the clouds.

The stele is thick and thick, with the words "Sword Tomb" written in scarlet on it.

The characters are majestic and majestic, and every stroke makes the sound of golden swords and clangs of swords.Gu Qingmian didn't know much about the way of swordsman, and he didn't know that Baijian Tomb was actually a tomb that towered above heaven and earth.

He focused his attention on it, but saw that the word gradually floated up, turned into a sword mark, and gradually turned into a long sword.Under the cold wind and cold sun, the sword energy gouges out the bones and seeps into the soul.Before he could react, the long sword turned suddenly, the tip of the sword faced his eyes, and stabbed down fiercely.

Surrounded by wailing suddenly, the fishy wind danced wildly, and murderous aura came over his face.But Gu Qingmian didn't move a single step.Wan Jian stopped at the tip of his nose and disappeared with a "ding".

Gu Qingmian: "This is - what?"

An elder in the distance said: "All those who are judged not to be disciples of sword cultivators, leave quickly! Leave quickly!"

Gu Qingmian turned to look at Cheng Zhou, who was also at a loss.

The two looked at each other, but they heard Zitang say coldly: "Choose the Sword Formation."

Gu Qingmian was puzzled, but Cheng Zhou said excitedly: "So this is the Sword Selection Formation!"

He looked down, feeling a little bit disappointed: "I shouldn't think this is so simple."

Gu Qingmian: "Choosing Sword Formation, I remember that there seems to be a Mountain of Choosing Swords in Qinghan Temple."

"What's the relationship between the two?"

"You don't understand this." Cheng Zhou said: "Every powerful sword cultivator sect has a choice sword mountain, choice sword house, choice sword—anyway, there are many of them."

He pointed to the tombstone, with frenzy in his eyes: "But they are all made in imitation of the Hundred Swords Tomb."

"The Sword Selection Formation in Baijian Tomb is the source of all swords. Choose the sword, choose the sword, choose the sword of heaven and earth, and the sword of people's hearts."

"If you're not a real swordsman, you won't be able to pass through this battle. On the contrary, you'll be stunned, and the pain will be unbearable—" Cheng Zhou stopped suddenly when he said that he was aroused, and turned to look at him: "Wait, what's going on with you?"

Gu Qingmian was at a loss: "I don't know what happened to me either."

Zitang said, "Innate Sword Heart."

Cheng Zhou was taken aback, but Gu Tu was still in a daze: "Are you also Xiantian Jianxin?"

"Then why did you take Dan Road?"

Gu Qingmian focused on one important point: "Also?"

"It's not important." Cheng Zhou said in a daze: "You, I remember you said you have a master. Your master, your master didn't take you to the Soul Consciousness Formation?"

The Soul Consciousness Formation is a formation that every disciple of the Xianmen will go to, and the time is usually around the foundation establishment.Xuanmen disciples have their own talents, and they will find out some special physiques and suitable directions through the soul recognition array.In this way, many detours can be avoided.

Cheng Zhou was dumbfounded, thinking what a pity.

The innate sword heart has been hard to find since ancient times, and he entered the way of swords before he was born, and he was born as a swordsman.Gu Tu's current appearance, to use an inappropriate analogy, is like a literary champion who has been full of knowledge since he was born, and he insists on going to the martial arts exam against the wind and rain.

And Gu Qingmian thought for a moment: "No - there are several disciples under my master."

Several Qing disciples.

"He has always been busy with his affairs, and he may have mentioned to me that he has time to go to the Soul Consciousness Formation, but I may—" He paused, "I forgot."

Cheng Zhou: "..."

"Your master must know that you have gone through alchemy with a congenital sword heart, and you are probably going to die of anger."

Gu Qingmian thought that this was not necessarily the case, after all, the most indispensable thing in Qinghan Temple was sword repair.

While speaking, there was another commotion around, Gu Qingmian looked up, and saw that the surface of the tombstone peeled off, dust fell down, revealing more than a dozen sword marks.There are long and short, deep and shallow.

All sword cultivators were excited.

Gu Qingmian: "What is this?"

Cheng Zhou: "Sword marks."

"Don't underestimate this. Only those who have reached the pinnacle of the sword can carve a trace on the tombstone of this sword mound. The deeper the trace, the more extraordinary it will be."

"As long as a mark is left, the sword and way will be recorded in the sword mound. Once the master falls, the sword he carved will fly into the sword mound. A person dies and the way survives. From now on, no matter how the world changes, the sect How to divide and reunite, the way is immortal. Be with reincarnation, and coexist with heaven and earth."

Cheng Zhou said while staring at the tombstone.His eyes were full of burning flames and desires, just like the sword cultivators everywhere, everyone had the same desire in their eyes.The sword mound does not distinguish between immortals and demons, and does not recognize social classes. Whether it is a child of a small family or a great sect of Taoism, whether it is a qi refining scholar or an elder of the Mahayana, all of them are no different from ordinary people here. Character.

one person.

A sword.

one.

Xuanmen has always called this Baijian Tomb, but every sword cultivator knows that there are only twelve people who left traces on the Baijian Tomb, which is still far away from Baijian.

1 years, twelve people.

Behind every trace is a proud man who has the right time and place, and inside every trace is a stunning swordsmanship recognized by the world.

This is a kendo feast.

But now, the formation of the sword is revealed, and the traces of the way of the sword are revealed.

The Baijian Tomb, which has been silent for thousands of years, is finally about to open!

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