Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 24: The resistance of the sect’s power bank (24)

After exploring her true inner thoughts, the voice struck again.

"Hahahaha, okay! Okay!"

"You are so unstoppable! The best swordsman in the world is not at a disadvantage if he follows someone like you!"

"Go ahead and take it on your own!"

Um? Where did the sound come from?

Jiang Qiucheng stood up in fear and looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.

She originally thought that this sound only existed in her dream just now, but she did not expect that she could hear it again after she woke up.

"Who's talking?"

"Why don't you show up and see me?"

After Jiang Qiucheng asked the question, the mine fell into a long silence.

Obviously, the owner of that voice was not willing to answer Jiang Qiucheng's question.

What did he mean? The best sword in the world?
At this moment, Jiang Qiucheng felt a mixture of joy and sorrow. She didn't know if things were as she imagined.

Did she get the opportunity unintentionally?

Jiang Qiucheng, who couldn't make up his mind for a while, had no choice but to ignore the matter and turn his attention to the surrounding environment.

The mine was much brighter at this moment, and at least I could roughly see the surrounding scene clearly.

After Jiang Qiucheng looked around for a week, he couldn't help but secretly take a breath of air.

If she could see clearly just now, she would definitely not have any intention of taking a nap...

In the center in front of her, hung a huge stone heart. The meridians and diaphragms of the heart were clearly visible, as if it had been torn out of the body of some huge monster.

Below the heart is a deep and wide pit.

This pit is like a gaping hole between heaven and earth, deep and mysterious.

The sunlight fell slanting down, but it was difficult to penetrate the deep darkness, and could only helplessly reflect the cold light flickering on the pit wall.

The pit was densely filled with swords.

These swords stood upright in order, like a huge army, standing solemnly in the deep underground.

Each sword shone with a cold light and was extremely sharp, as if it could cut anything.

The blood grooves and jagged edges on the swords all demonstrate their ferocity and cruelty.

Although it is unknown why these weapons were abandoned, they still shine with a dazzling cold light.

The cold light of the sword and the darkness of the pit intertwined to form a picture full of death and silence.

Occasionally, the wind blows, and the swords collide with each other, making a crisp metal sound, which adds a bit of desolation and loneliness.

Thousands of swords gathered in one place, like a giant broken mirror.

What's even more strange is that all of these swords have their hilts facing downwards, with their sword tips converging in one place.

Jiang Qiucheng looked along the direction of the swords, and it was the sword stuck in the heart of the stone!

"Om-"

The sharp buzzing sound made people's eardrums feel uncomfortable, and Jiang Qiucheng subconsciously covered his ears.

The sword at the bottom of the pit began to tremble slightly, and the amplitude became larger and larger, as if it was about to step through the void and break through the clouds.

Every tremor of the sword was like the release of thunderous power, shaking the foundation of the entire world.

The air was filled with the smell of iron and fire, and blood and passion condensed into an irresistible force at this moment.

"Go and get the sword that belongs to you!" "As long as you pull it out, the Lingxiao Sword will be yours!"

The missing voice appears again!

That sword is called Ling Xiao?

Jiang Qiucheng suppressed the discomfort of the buzzing sound and moved forward along the edge of the giant pit, moving to the position facing the giant heart.

From this angle, you can see more clearly the depth of the sword. Almost the entire sword body is sunk inside.

Although this heart looks lifelike and vivid, at its core, its material is still hard stone.

It may not be easy to take off this sword.

After a brief buzzing sound, the bottom of the pit returned to its former calm.

Jiang Qiucheng took a few steps back and estimated the specific distance from this leap.

The most powerful thing in her body now is the wood spirit power, which can be further amplified in a certain natural environment.

However, this place is located deep in the mine. Not to mention rich plant resources, it is difficult to see even a single weed.

Therefore, Jiang Qiucheng's spiritual power was somewhat suppressed to a certain extent.

Fortunately, the golden spiritual root has been activated just now. Although the spiritual power is weak, it has established some faint connection with the surrounding environment.

After wandering for a moment, she decided to jump to the giant heart to find out. As for the sword, she could only think of a solution based on the situation.

After taking a few deep breaths, Jiang Qiucheng jogged to help, tapping his toes as he approached the edge.

The mixed spiritual power gathered at the bottom and formed a thrust, allowing Jiang Qiucheng to smoothly leap to the giant heart in the center.

After arriving on the other side, she grasped the protruding veins with her hands in time, stabilized her body, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

But when I looked down, I couldn't help but feel a little scared.

The bottom is full of upright swords. If one accidentally falls down, he will inevitably end up with a bloody and bloody end.

Jiang Qiucheng moved his figure lightly, and after a few movements, he got closer and closer to the Lingxiao sword.

As he got closer, Jiang Qiucheng could fully see the hilt of the sword.

The patterns on the sword are exquisite and delicate, as if depicting the trajectory of stars.

"Wow! So beautiful……"

Jiang Qiucheng couldn't help but be fascinated for a moment. Although he hadn't seen the whole picture, he could roughly imagine how dazzling the hidden parts were!
From this complicated pattern, it can be seen that the craftsmen who cast it have put in immeasurable efforts.

Jiang Qiucheng's hand grasped the hilt of the sword and tried to pull it out with some strength.

However, no matter how hard she tried, the Lingxiao sword remained motionless.

She knew that this matter was definitely not that easy.

But she didn't find anything completely. Although the sword couldn't be pulled out, golden light occasionally escaped from the gap.

It was obvious that the sword did not repel her approach, but how could she pull it out completely?

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Jiang Qiucheng's mind, and he raised his white palm as if he had thought of something.

Although she was a little afraid of the pain, she decisively cut her palm with the sharp edge of the stone.

The bright red blood seeps out slowly, like red plums in the snow.

Affected by gravity, the blood fell downwards along the arc of the hand, slowly dripping into the deep pit below.

Because he was afraid of wasting it, Jiang Qiucheng hurriedly held it without even having time to think too much.

The next second, in the dim cave, a golden light pierced the original silence.

(End of this chapter)