I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 313 The Name of Sword Mountain
The two of them walked on the mountain path all the way, and there was no movement around them.

Into the eye, within 20 meters, there are countless sword tips, all pointing upwards, covered with endless white bones and flowing blood.

20 meters away, there is a lush, lush flowers and plants, fluttering in the wind, like a paradise.

Such a strong contrast, if you are a timid person, you will be too frightened to move forward and dodge backward.

However, it is impossible for the two of Leng Qiu to retreat.

Has entered the sword mountain, must find out.

In the past, I may have thought that the 108 peaks outside were shaped like long swords, so I named it Jianshan.

Now I can see that there are all kinds of long swords inside. The so-called sword mountain is a mountain composed entirely of long swords.

terror!
After walking 300 meters, I finally found the difference.

The path is gradually rising, and vaguely, I can see the huge "Xian" floating in the sky in front of me.

Still just like the outside, blood dripping, exuding an aura of despair.

Only when you are close can you feel the despair, which seems to emanate from the bottom of your heart and rise into the sky.

Desperate, but never admit defeat!
It is the true artistic conception of this word!
Anyone who falls into a desperate situation should not despair, but should soar into the sky and make a bright future.

The meaning you want to express can only be deeply felt by standing under the word.

To the surprise of the two of them, under the big characters, there were many skeletons of death sitting on the long sword.

The bodies were pierced one by one, piercing through the cap of the sky.

It seems that people are comprehending the profound meaning of big characters and being killed silently.

The long sword was stained with blood, pierced through the bones, without leaving any muscle. Thinking about the original scene carefully, it seemed like a premeditated strangulation.

Lingyun couldn't help being delighted when she saw that there was a Taoist weapon in the sword, and asked:
"Master, can I get it? Dao weapon!"

What she holds in her hand is a high-grade artifact, and it is normal for her heart to be moved when she sees a Taoist artifact.

Leng Qiu looked at the big characters in the sky, and felt the despair and unwillingness contained in them, he must be an outstanding person in the world.

Perhaps like Ao Lingxiao, the coercion of an era is insurmountable.

As for whether you can reach the level of Dugu worship, you need to look inside!
Hearing her voice, he said coldly:

"Don't move! There is a Taoist artifact here, and there may be a sacred artifact inside!"

Only by taking a long-term view can we gain something!

"Yes, Master!"

Lingyun was shocked, and suddenly realized that she was too short-sighted, and wanted to get something good when she saw it.

But I don't know, what if there is a better one ahead?
Even if you don't have it, you won't run away if you come back to get it!
Without further ado, follow Leng Qiu, follow the path, and climb up.

The path is getting higher and higher, the surrounding flowers and plants are getting rarer and rarer, and the sword tips within 20 meters have also become rarer.

The change made Leng Qiu feel pretty good.

At least, it doesn't look creepy.

Going higher and higher, almost halfway up the mountain, the sword tips on both sides are only five or six meters apart.

However, the power of the sword has increased, and almost all of them are Dao weapons.

The sword's edge was sharp and terrifying, but the bones underneath became more and more powerful.

Some still have some flesh and blood, enduring the miserable ending of being absorbed and dried up a little bit.

While they were watching, they found that the path had reached the highest point between the two mountains and divided into three.

A stream in front, straight down, nothing to see, only endless weeds.

The paths leading to both sides were much cleaner, and the tip of the sword was no longer visible, as if they had all disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Lingyun couldn't choose immediately, and asked:
"Master, where are you going?"

She pointed to the left and right.

Now that we have reached the hillside, we naturally want to see what is on it.

The blood writing on the stone wall on the right is dull and desperate!
The blood stains on the left stone wall are full of pride and fighting spirit.

Actually choose this.

Leng Qiu frowned slightly, pointed to the right side, and said lightly:

"To the right, go and meet them!"

There are bound to be different experiences at close and long distances.

Lingyun followed Leng Qiu's orders and strode forward.

I still remember the seven columns of blood characters above, each with deep resentment.

They were walking on the path, and the two sword points beside them disappeared completely, turning into a bare piece.

There is no so-called holy artifact at all.

The scene illuminated by the Qinghai magic lamp is almost the same as the scene seen.Only more clearly, with a hazy halo.

Xiaolu disappeared as he walked, as if he had finally escaped from the terrifying formation trap.

However, the sword intent that had disappeared has become stronger.

Leng Qiu put away the Qinghai magic lamp and gossip mirror, and looked around to check the changes of the mountain peaks.

Apart from becoming extremely tall and reaching into the clouds, nothing seemed to happen.

However, as the hillside went up, the sword intent became stronger.

Just as the two were walking forward, Lingyun suddenly pointed to a stone tablet in front and said:
"Look, there are words on it!"

Leng Qiu also saw it, and when he got closer, he realized that there was a huge ancient character "Dian" on it!
There is a row of small characters on the left, no regrets after all the twists and turns, and on the right: the hero is bloody and sad!
I don't know who erected the stele to commemorate the various heroes who died on the mountain.

Perhaps, it's not just them, but all the heroes on the 108 peaks.

It's just that Leng Qiu and the two of them didn't know who these handwritings represented.

"Let's pay homage, since the ancestors have erected monuments!"

Leng Qiu secretly sighed, respecting the ancients is a virtue on Earth, and has nothing to do with one's own strength.

Stepping forward, facing the stele, bowed three times.

Salute three points!

Heroes should be saluted!
Seeing that the master had already saluted, Lingyun didn't dare to go too far, so she also stepped forward to salute.

Just after the salute was over, the ground trembled and the mountain shook, and the two of them were almost thrown out.

He quickly stabilized his body and looked into the distance.

The mountains shook, and the sword intent in the sky, like the substance, released rays of light, straight into the sky.

Endless rays of light shone, as if the entire 108 peaks of Jianshan came alive at this moment, which was extremely shocking.

The two stood on the mountain, swaying like an earthquake.

Many people who entered the scope of Jianshan Sword Intent felt that something was wrong.

The sword intent, which was still very calm just now, began to become stronger at this moment, oppressing many people and causing countless wounds.

The closest Cuihua, Yin Miao and others, received the most intense interference.

All of them vomited blood, huge cracks appeared on their bodies, and even the bones began to crack, and they were about to be killed by the sword intent into pieces.

Thousands of cuts!

That's how it feels, there are countless knives cutting the body crazily.

Can't escape, hide, can't hide!
I can only hold back and have to stand up.

No one knows if it will be even more miserable.

They were just people who were meditating and resting. Those warriors who were rushing into the sword mountain were all severely injured at this moment, their bodies burst and they almost died inside.

Terrible scenes can be seen everywhere around Jianshan Mountain. Everyone is sad in their hearts, and they have encountered an indiscriminate disaster.

(End of this chapter)