Hearing these two words, everyone present was excited.
This is where?
Catacombs!
The mysterious place recorded in ancient history, thousands of monks have come here to practice in history, and have fallen and disappeared. An ordinary person can pick up a monk's inheritance at random, and he can become a peerless master in one fell swoop!
As early as 140 years ago, the Dark Council only allowed the top three of the Martial Arts Conference to enter the Catacombs to practice. In other words, most of the people who came in were god-level experts.
The corpse legacy of a strong man in the divine realm is undoubtedly very tempting.
"It's right here."
"As soon as we found it, the people from the pyramid came, before we had time to go in and see it."
After half an hour.
All the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion led the four members of the Dragon Group to a remote corner on the top of the Black Crow Mountain. Zhang Ziyu pointed to a natural cave and said.
Luo Yun stood on the edge and looked down.
"It's so big, it's at least seventy meters high inside, it can be called a cave."
"How do you know there is a treasure inside?"
He turned his head and asked.
Zhang Miaoke suddenly raised his finger up, pointed to a huge rock standing on the edge of the cave, and wrote a few words:
The place where Sword Master Pei Min fell!
The handwriting of swordsmanship, with iron and silver hooks, is strong and powerful!
"Sword Master, Pei Min?"
Luo Yun was stunned for a moment, and looked at Wu Tian, ??"Could it be the master of the first swordsman in the Tang Dynasty, the poet Li Bai?"
"Go in and have a look."
Wu Tianyi was already gearing up, and couldn't help but want to go down to find out.
"It's better to be careful."
Qin Xiao has always been steady, he took out a few fire talismans from his sleeve, and shot them in four directions of the cave sky.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
The fire talisman ignited a raging fire, and the inside of the cave was suddenly illuminated.
With their eyesight, several gods saw the situation inside clearly at once. To be on the safe side, they each used their soul power to sweep around and confirmed that there were no monsters guarding them before going down one by one.
Qin Xiao, Zhang Jiuyang and other three gods, each with their true energy transformed into wings, took one person down, while Zhou Yi took the remaining disciples of the Tianshifu to station on it.
"Boom!"
Still more than 30 meters above the ground, Luo Yun jumped off Qin Xiao's back and hit the ground heavily.
"I'll go, this physical strength!"
Zhang Ziyu's eyelids twitched. At the height of a ten-storey building, he didn't dare to twitch with his small success.
"Little Yun, be careful!"
Qin Xiao frowned.
Luo Yun didn't answer, as if he had been attracted by something, "Here, there are still writings."
Six people came over.
I saw a white bone leaning against a rock, holding a sword in his hand. I don't know how many years have passed, but the blade of the sword is still shining coldly, telling the world about its sharpness.
There is also a sword-cut monument beside the rock, which is engraved with densely packed small characters.
"I, Pei Min, a swordsman of the Tang Dynasty, fell here today."
"Unwilling! Unwilling! Unwilling! Unwilling"
Wrote ten "unreconciled" with a sword in a row.
The handwriting was sharp from the beginning, and became weaker and weaker, as if aware of the passing of his life, he began to write his last words.
"Thinking about my life, I only miss three people, one is a wife, the other is a young daughter, and the third is Taibai"
"Later, don't go deep into the burrow!"
"In the depths of the Catacombs, there is an abyss of ice and fire. Above the abyss, there is a black-winged mosquito monster, who actually sucked half of my blood in one gulp, causing me serious injuries and no cure. remember!"
"I have a sword named Chang'an, and I have a sword manual named Qinglianyou."
"The way of the sword is immortal, my way will last forever"
Everyone read silently.
Luo Yun frowned, "Disciple Taibai? It seems that this person is really the Great Tang Sword Master Pei Min! Unexpectedly, he died in the crypt"
"It should be, you see, this "Qinglian Sword Manual" is divided into ten chapters, the journey of the knight, the wine, the difficulty of the road to Shu, and the jade pot These are all poems written by Li Bai. It is unexpected that the titles of these poems are taken from Sword manual!"
Qin Xiao was also very shocked, "There is also this 'Chang'an Sword', which has more than 1,400 pieces from the Tang Dynasty to the present.Yes, it's still sharp. "
"Old Qin, what is the cultivation level of this sword master Pei Min?"
Zhang Ziyu pointed to the monument curiously, "It is written here that deep in the crypt, there is a place called Ice and Fire Abyss. Senior Pei Min seems to have been sucked to death by a mosquito demon"
"What kind of mosquito demon, it's so scary."
Zhang Miaoke looked scared.
Qin Xiao frowned, "Pei Min can be called a sword master, even if he is a god, his cultivation cannot be suppressed. Ancient monks are much better than modern ones. In this cave, there are really monsters hiding."
A sword master above the Death God Realm!
Regardless of whether it was a sneak attack or not, this is too scary!
Even Luo Yun frowned.
"Okay, there's nothing else here, so don't waste your time here."
Qin Xiao bent down and picked up the Chang'an sword, and handed it to Zhang Jiuyang, "Elder Zhang, you were the first to discover this place, and this sword should belong to you."
"No, no, no, no, no."
Zhang Jiuyang waved his hands again and again, "If it wasn't for Mr. Qin's righteous rescue, Black Crow Mountain would be our burial place. How could I want this treasure?"
"Elder Zhang, don't shirk."
Wu Tian smiled and said: "We old fellows don't use swords, and Lao Hai didn't come here in the Long family team, so you can take this sword."
"Ah, this"
Zhang Jiuyang frowned, and suddenly saw Luo Yun, who was staring eagerly beside him, and his heart moved, "I don't know, does little friend Xuanyuan use a sword?"
"I did it, I did it!"
"Leave it to me!"
Luo Yun nodded and stretched out his hand, with a kind smile on his face.
Qin Xiao: ""
Wu Tianyi: ""
Luo Yun is not like these two old guys, how humble and humble? do you have hair
? If you saved someone's life, it's not a matter of course to take their two treasures?
"Pfft!"
Seeing Luo Yun like this, Zhang Miaoke burst out laughing.
"This Luo Xuanyuan, why doesn't he give in a bit, he really doesn't look like a master" Zhang Ziyu also couldn't laugh or cry.
So, this Chang'an sword fell into Luo Yun's hands.
This is not over yet, the sword-cut monument was also quietly taken away by him with the ring.
Regardless of whether you need it or not, it is good to hold it first and give it to relatives and friends later.
After returning to the ground, the elders of Qin discussed whether to return to the Monkey Valley to reunite with the five prominent families, or go directly to Dayuan Lake to find clues to the old lord.
Luo Yun is studying the newly acquired Chang'an sword.
He caressed the blade lightly, felt the sharpness of the blade, and felt joy in his heart.
"Huh? Inside this sword, there are actually four small formations drawn?"
"Sword power booster array, sword speed booster array, sword energy booster array, sword power booster array"
"The material is also good. It is made of thousand-year-old black iron mixed with platinum and silver mother-in-law. This sword can be called a magic weapon!"
"The Drunken Snow Sword is too powerful to be controlled at all. This sword is just for me!"
Luo Yun has studied Dragon Palace's "Hundred Solutions to Refining Weapons", and is also a master of refining weapons, knowing all about the world's mineral materials and magic weapons.
"Qinglian Sword Manual, let me take a look" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com