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Chapter 859: Myriad Sword Immortal Tomb, Spiritual Awareness! (Kneeling for full order)
Li Xiao traveled all over the world.

He has practiced swordsmanship with Wuming, Jiu Jianxian and Yan Chixia respectively.

Learn from others' strong points.

Invisibly, Li Xiao's swordsmanship also bears their shadows.

As a result, it is difficult to break through the shackles of a sword realm.

Therefore, Li Xiao urgently needs to break through this bottleneck, otherwise his swordsmanship will stop.

A journey of cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you do not advance, you will retreat.

Now, Duan Lei has an idea.

"I also ask my brother to give me some advice."

Li Xiao's eyes fell directly on Duan Lei, with a hint of anticipation.

You know, even though Baimei Zhenren is the founder and head of the Emei Sect.

But because he himself is also busy with cultivation, he usually mainly teaches some basic spells to his disciples, and then let them comprehend them on their own, almost in the state of half-hands-off shopkeeper.

However, as a rising star in the Emei Sect, the second of the seven sons of the cloud, he is inferior to the elder brother Dan Chenzi.

Due to his high martial arts skills, Duan Lei was able to teach other disciples to practice martial arts. A Taiyi split lightsaber that slays demons and demons is even more superb, and he has also entered the room above the level of swordsmanship.

It's just that this guy is relatively lazy by nature, and he patronizes teaching other juniors and juniors, while his own cultivation is stagnant.

However, this does not prevent him from having profound experience and insights in teaching Taoism and solving puzzles.

Therefore, after hearing what Duan Lei said, Li Xiao was inevitably a little excited.

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But now Duan Lei said mysteriously: "Junior brother, do you know how many monks there are on Mount Emei?"

After thinking for a moment, Li Xiao said: "On Mount Emei, there are Master, Tianlei Shuangjian, Yunzhong Seven Sons, three hundred Qingcheng disciples, and more than a dozen elders, plus some handyman disciples who have not formally started. There are more than 400 people."

"Yes."

Duan Lei nodded, tapped his fingers on the table and continued to talk eloquently: "But Emei has been established for thousands of years. In the passage of this era, all the disciples should add up to tens of thousands of people. Alright.

These tens of thousands of people, each of them wears a sword as a weapon, do you know where these tens of thousands of swords are going? "

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and Li Xiao seemed to realize something: "Could it be that there are existences similar to Jianzhong on Mount Emei?"

Birth and death are a cycle, birth comes from the womb, and after death, it is also important to be buried in the earth.

Therefore, after death, the body is buried in the grave.

In the eyes of some kendo masters, each sword is unique from the place where it is forged, and it also has life.

Jian Sheng shines brightly.

Even if the sword dies, it must be sealed.

Therefore, after the sword is destroyed or the sword energy is worn away, the master will build a sword grave for it, this is the sword grave!

"In Emei, this is called the Tomb of the Thousand Swords Immortal!"

"This Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Tomb is a place where ten thousand swords gather. The sword energy is majestic and fierce, and there are countless sword powers entrenched. If Junior Brother goes to the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Tomb, maybe he will have some insights."

Duan Lei said in a deep voice.

The other party's words fell into Li Xiao's ears, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Not to mention whether it can really help him break through the sword realm.

Even the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords is extremely rare, and it aroused Li Xiao's interest all of a sudden.

"Brother Lao will lead the way."

"Good talk, good talk."

As the words fell, the sword light in the cave wrinkled, carrying two figures, turned into two startling sword shadows, and quickly swept towards the southwestern corner of the suspended Emei Mountains.

The sword energy swept across, splashing the flowing springs and waterfalls with crystal water.

Birds and fairy birds flapped their wings and scattered in panic.

After about a stick of incense, Li Xiao and Duan Lei landed on a cliff.

This cliff looks a bit vast and desolate.

Piles of rubble, rubble.

The flowers and plants have also withered, and the trees are no longer green. There are only a few scattered yellow leaves hanging on the branches two or three meters above the ground, and they will flutter down at any time.

The traces of aura among the vegetation merged into wisps of blue natural aura, which converged towards the hinterland of the cliff.

Li Xiao clicked his tongue slightly when he saw this scene.

These natural auras, as if they were being pulled by something, swam towards that side.

With curiosity in their hearts, Li Xiao and Duan Lei stepped forward along the direction of the aura's swimming. After crossing some boulders exposed on the barren land, they came to a deep and open valley .

Li Xiao looked intently, and couldn't help raising his brows, his eyes showed a bit of surprise.

In this desolate and vast valley, there are countless sword blades buried.

Some are thick and wide-bladed giant swords, some are light and elegant soft swords, and there are even snake swords with curved and twisting blades that look like spirit snakes. The swords have different shapes and sword moves.

Some are straight into the ground, some are obliquely hidden among the rocks, and some lie quietly under the sand.

Some of these sword blades are already rusty, while others are still silvery, with a metallic texture and sharpness, and they are resounding extraordinary. The sharp edges flow slowly on the surface of the sword body, that is precisely this. The natural aura contained in the cliff.

The aura soaked into the sword body, and contained the sword spirit, so that it would not be annihilated.

"This is the Tomb of the Thousand Swords Immortal."

Looking around at the fairy mound where Wan Jian was buried, Li Xiao murmured.

With a slight sway of his figure, Li Xiao's figure fell into the sword mound canyon, and slowly walked through these staggered sword blades.

Although most of these swords have been cut into the ground, the sword spirits in them still seem to exist, and they are connected with each other, trembling slightly from time to time, making the sound of clanging and clanging swords, like ten thousand swords. A kind of resonance evoked in the sword.

One flower one world, one leaf one bodhi.

Each sword has life and its own destiny.

They may have been born in an unknown blacksmith shop.

Some experienced brutal fighting.

And some have never been stained with blood.

Or it was sealed in the ruins of a certain treasure house, and after being excavated to show its sharpness, it was sealed in this sword mound at this moment.

They are so vividly reflected in people's eyes.

Each sword seems to contain its own story and past.

Some of them are buried here forever, while others are sword spirits still alive, waiting for the arrival of the sword master.

While his thoughts were churning, Li Xiao was suddenly in a trance.

At this time, he suddenly thought of the Thunder Flame Sword among the Thunder Swords.

In the original book, Changkong Wuji and Li Yingqi died on the spot because Changkong Wuji was distracted on a business trip when they were practicing the combination of the two swords of Tianlei.

Afterwards, the Baimei real person reshaped a new life with the unbridled soul, which is honest punishment.

Although Lian Xing's nerves have been washed away and his memory is no longer there, Lei Yanjian still recognizes him as the sword master. It is in this sword mound that Lian Xing found his exclusive Lei Yanjian!
It can be seen from this that each sword is alive and has its unique sword posture, and each sword posture also has its unique sword method and sword style.

The spiritual light suddenly appeared in the consciousness, and Li Xiao seemed to have a feeling when he visualized these sword moves.

He was immersed in his mind and sat cross-legged on a boulder.

Slightly closing his eyes, he felt the fierce and majestic sword energy around him by imagining the sword force, and the whole person seemed to have entered a strange state.

Seeing this situation, Duan Lei didn't dare to disturb him. After watching for a while, he tiptoedly retreated to the side to protect Li Xiao's formation.

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(End of this chapter)