Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 1315: The Legacy and Traces of Baisemen (Part ) (Please subscribe, please bookmark)
"Ancestor, is this the legacy of the Baise Sect? Could it be that this is really a tomb that has special meaning to the Baise Sect?"

"I wonder who is buried in this tomb? Is he also a Yuanying-stage cultivator who once belonged to the Baise Sect? What is the significance of being buried here?"

Since Sun Huafeng broke his elixir and became an infant, and was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage with the full support of his family, he has spent most of his time in the family. He occasionally goes to the star world, but usually his range is limited to the scope of the stars traded in the covenant. Therefore, his knowledge is naturally relatively shallow.

Perhaps he could gain something from some of the jade slips of Sun Mingsheng and Sun Caiwu that specifically record the starry world, but what he learned from paper is always shallow. This limitation is destined to limit his future vision.

"The one buried and sealed in this tomb should be a monk who made important contributions to the Baise Sect. Moreover, this is not just a simple tomb. It should have some very special meaning for the Baise Sect. Please help me, Uncle Twelve, to solve this problem."

Relatively speaking, Sun Caiwu had once traveled in the vast starry world. His knowledge, vision and cultivation strength were far beyond those of Sun Huafeng. Naturally, he had a relatively clear understanding of this.

Of course, as to the true meaning of this tomb-like existence and who is buried in it, some details are not clear.

"What you said is correct. This mound in front of us is indeed a tomb. And every time the Baise Sect officially appears in the world of cultivation, there will be such a tomb in its base camp."

"Originally, I didn't really believe this. This news was accidentally obtained from a broken jade slip of a Nascent Soul Alliance. It should have been left by a Nascent Soul cultivator who personally participated in the extermination of the Baise Sect and had a clear understanding of some of its behaviors and habits."

"It's a pity that the Baise Sect has been in a state of disappearance in the past two thousand years, and has not caused any damage to the world of cultivation. These jade slips that should have been valued have become some anecdotes. As for who is in them, I will open them and find out."

When Sun Mingsheng said this, there was inevitably a hint of regret in his tone, but the movements of his hands were not affected at all.

A broad knife with sharp edges on both sides flashing with cold light, supported by sufficient magic power, chopped down from top to bottom with endless power, directly on the tomb that was obviously formed by special means.

This mountain-splitting broadsword is also a genuine fourth-rank mid-grade fake spiritual treasure. It is one of his trophies over the years. He never expected that it would be used here one day.

"Click"

When the mountain-splitting knife came into contact with the tomb, under the impact and consumption of the two forces, pink flames suddenly emerged from the tomb without warning.

The wisps of pink flames rising into the sky seemed to have their own lives. They actively entangled themselves on the mountain-splitting sword, wrapping it layer by layer and soon dyeing it pink.

Under the obstruction of this flame, the mountain-splitting sword did not have any substantial effect on the tomb body, and did not even cause any direct contact or damage to the tomb body.

"Humph, playing with fire in front of this old man is like showing off your sword in front of Guan Gong. The sword that splits the mountain, splits..."

Since this tomb is a must-have facility in every base camp of the Baise Sect, and it cannot be moved effectively, it naturally has a certain degree of self-protection power. As a qualified cultivator, he naturally has a certain degree of cognition and preparation in advance. Under the control of Sun Mingsheng, the mountain-splitting sword, which has never achieved its intended purpose under the resistance of the pink flame, has cracks as thick as fingers on its surface. Drops of black and heavy water are constantly falling, and they actually merge with the pink flame. Water and fire are incompatible, and under the mutual generation and restraint, the rising flames are extinguished under the erosion of the water drops.

At the same time, in every drop of water that has been destroyed, there will be a ray of extremely sharp sword energy at the last moment. When the water drop and the pink flame have finished consumption of each other, it will immediately transform into a form, carrying huge force and using its own sharp attributes to fall on the location of the tomb itself.

The outer layer of the tomb was indeed carefully constructed with special spiritual materials, and its solidity was unquestionable. However, under the attack method of this fourth-grade intermediate-grade mountain-splitting sword that cost itself, it naturally could not guarantee its own safety.

The blades contained in the water droplets chopped on the graves frantically. The most important thing was that many of the blades were chopping back and forth on the same position.

The defense of the outer layer of the tomb is certainly excellent and should not be underestimated, but it is ultimately in a gradually declining state due to the erosion of history and cannot be compared with its heyday. The most critical point is that this tomb, which should have produced considerable results, is now unable to exert its full strength after losing the leadership of the monks.

"Click"

Under the erosion of the blades, the solid defensive outer layer attached to the surface of the tomb finally began to show clearly visible cracks.

"burst"

Sun Mingsheng's eyes shot out as if they were real, as if he had successfully penetrated the surface of the tomb and discovered the essence inside.

The fourth-rank, mid-grade mountain-splitting sword, which was originally only half left and in tatters, exploded under the influence of pure magic power, transforming into streams of the most primitive power like powerful shells, directly hitting the cracks on the surface of the tomb that were already expanding more and more obviously.

The cracks on the tomb naturally expanded as this force increased, and a lightning-struck peach wood coffin sealed with layers of golden chains finally appeared before their eyes.

The preciousness of peach wood struck by lightning can be imagined. Its main function is to seal some yin-attributed ghosts, zombies, etc. The importance of the coffin made of peach wood struck by lightning can be imagined. It also means that an extremely powerful yin-attributed existence is sealed in it.

"open"

At this point, Sun Mingsheng would not easily choose to retreat. He chopped it directly with a big knife made of magic power in his hand. The lightning-struck peach wood coffin that had been sealed for who knows how long finally opened slowly, revealing the true appearance inside. It was a vivid and handsome male cultivator, but it was a pity that he had lost any trace of life that he should have had.

"Take the remaining blood, and look for the traces of the Baise Sect's inheritance, command"

Sun Mingsheng shouted loudly, and a drop of light red blood appeared in the air, spinning around.

(End of this chapter)