After the salted fish is rotten, rely on the crow's mouth to revitalize the world of cultivatin

Chapter 5 Entering the Sword Tomb

"Little nephew, this is Jianzhong."

The suzerain of Yueshan formed a seal with his fingertips, opening the barrier that blocked the sword mound to a passage that could accommodate one person.

And handed Yao Miao a token engraved with a small sword.

"Little nephew, this is a teleportation order. When you find a suitable spirit sword in the sword mound, you can crush it, and then you can come out of the sword mound."

"Oh."

Yao Miao casually took the token.

With lazy steps, he slowly entered the barrier.

"Little nephew, remember to choose the one that suits you, and don't just pick one out."

Although in the past three years, he has not had much contact with this little nephew.

But today he has only been in contact with him for a short while, and he also knows that this little nephew is lazy.

If you don't say a word, I'm afraid that this little nephew will find it troublesome, so I just pick one up and come out.

Yao Miao paused.

Don't tell me, she really thought so.

Turning around, he waved his hand at Yueshan.

"Uncle Suzerain, I understand, you can go back."

Hey, even if I pick it up casually, you won't see it!
On the surface, the sword mound is the grave of the sword.

And it does.

All sword cultivators love swords.

In their view, the sword also contains life, and it is a partner who fights side by side with them.

Therefore, every sword cultivator will engrave a return talisman on the body of the spirit sword when it falls, and the spirit sword will return to the sword mound on its own.

The spirit sword has a spirit, and when the owner dies, it will fall into a deep sleep, waiting for the next fateful person to wake it up.

As soon as she stepped into the sword mound, there was darkness in front of Yao Miao's eyes.

The long corridor looks like a bottomless abyss.

Under the dim sight, there was fog in the passage at some point.

The fog was thick.

Yao Miao didn't care at all, she looked around, found a big rock, and sat on it.

Anyway, the old man asked her to look for the sword, but he didn't say when to look for it or when to go out.

She squinted slightly, but it didn't bother her.

Sitting on the big rock, Yao Miao leaned against the stone wall, her upper eyelids and lower eyelids were in close contact, and she fell asleep not long after.

And someone who fell asleep didn't realize that the stone wall she was leaning on wasn't a stone wall at all, but a monument.

There are three characters on the stele, which say: "Wan Jianzu"

In a drowsy state of consciousness, Yao Miao felt as if she had turned into a piece of mud and was being randomly flattened and rounded by a pair of big hands.

The surrounding temperature is also slowly rising, and she feels hot.

Subconsciously, she wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were as heavy as heavy weights.

In the dark corridor, the stone tablet leaning behind Yao Miao flashed a bright light from time to time.

As the bright lights came on, the entire corridor also began to flash frequently.

And where the flashes are, they all stand upright, stone monuments one by one.

At the end of the corridor, something seems to be slowly waking up, and the buzzing sound, like a mosquito-like sound from the beginning, gradually grows stronger.

buzz~
Each buzzing sound overlapped, followed by a crisp sword sound.

Yao Miao frowned, sleeping a little restlessly, her eyelashes were trembling, but she never woke up.

So hot!

It seemed that the whole person was in flames.

The temperature of the flame was getting higher and higher, as if it was going to melt her.

"How about the divine sword? How about the fairy sword? They don't choose me as the master, they are all useless swords."

"And today, I need to refine the ancestor of the unique sword in this world."

There is a voice that looks like a madman screaming in his ears.

The drowsy consciousness made Yao Miao's brain a little dull.

Who is so arrogant?
But so ambitious!

If this can really refine the ancestor of ten thousand swords, she will definitely give him a thumbs up.

But who is teasing me?
Just now she felt that she was being flattened and rounded, but now, she felt as if she had been pulled into lasagna.

Suddenly, Yao Miao felt that the temperature around her body was cooling down sharply, and there was the sound of bitter wind howling.

She felt as if she was flying.

"Hahaha, it's done, the ancestor of my thousand swords."

Consciousness begins to become clear.

Yao Miao opened her eyes, and what she saw was a face with an unshaven beard.

She couldn't see what the face looked like, but the madness in the eyes startled her.

She tactically leaned back to dodge, only to realize that she had no legs.

Subconsciously looking at herself, she realized that she had become a sword.

"Wan Jian, from now on, this is your name, and from now on, you will follow me to slaughter all the cholera monsters in the world!"

As time goes by, the picture changes.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, limbs and arms.

The sky was gloomy, the clouds were extremely low, and the purple thunder mixed with blood was rolling in the dark clouds.

Surrounded by hideous and greedy faces, they looked at the sword in the hand of the white robe with fiery eyes.

Now, as Wan Jian's Miao Miao, she could see the corpses of monster races overwhelming the ground, while the faces of human monks were all around her.

The huge formation surrounded them one by one with a sword.

"Wan Jian, join me in the final battle today."

The blood-stained hand brushed against the blade of the sword, and the blade glowed with blood, dripping with evil spirit.

Thunder roared like a roaring giant dragon, devouring them.

……

"Ow~"

Yao Miao opened her eyes with a swipe, and the pain when the thunderbolt landed on her body, destroying the entire sword body, made her jump directly on the spot.

"Damn, why did you have such a strange dream."

Got struck by lightning?
She, the successor of the socialist form in the new era, is a good young man with three obediences and four virtues.

The core values ​​​​of socialism are firmly in mind, and they are not forgotten for a moment.

From time to time, it is also helpful.

Help the old lady cross the road, help the security uncle chase the dog, help the baby find its mother...

Although it was unnecessary to help the old lady cross the road in the end, helped the security uncle chase away the dog, and helped the little tadpole find his mother and find the toad...

But how could such a kind-hearted person like her be struck by lightning?

Yao Miao bared her teeth, and accidentally tripped and fell.

He knocked his head heavily on the stele.

Warm liquid flowed down his cheeks.

I'm going, it's unlucky to drink cold water and stuff your teeth!
She didn't make a crow's mouth to herself!

He reached out and wiped the blood on his forehead, and wiped all the blood on the stone tablet.

It may be because her body mutated when she traveled through time, so no matter what injuries she suffers now, the wounds heal quickly.

"Hey, what is this?"

It was only then that Yao Miao discovered that the stone wall she was leaning against turned out to be a stone tablet.

And now, where the stele was stained with her blood, it was glowing.

Blood light spread across the entire stele in an instant.

Before she could react, the stele exploded right in front of her eyes.

Then a white figure floated out from inside.

She was familiar with this figure.

It was the culprit who caused her to be struck by lightning in her dream before.

Okay, she just said that she never dreams when she sleeps, why she dreamed inexplicably today, and was struck by lightning, her feelings are caused by this old man.

"Little friend, we met again, which shows the deep fate between us, so starting today, Wan Jian will be handed over to you."

Yao Miao frowned, "No, I..."

"Under the lightning calamity that year, Wan Jian was badly damaged. I hope that my little friend will take care of it in the future. If you can, I can ask you to help Wan Jian shape the sword body as soon as possible."

Yao Miao was impatient, "Can you listen to me?"

"Now that my wish is fulfilled, it's time to return to heaven and earth..."

"and many more……"

Yao Miao stretched out Erkang's hand and rushed forward, but it was in vain.

That white figure had already turned into bits of spiritual light, which disappeared, and there was only a black shadow floating in mid-air...

(End of this chapter)