Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 2
The cave was no different from ordinary ones, Song Qing gradually felt relieved, but he still kept his body covered, so that if there was any danger, he could escape in time.

"It turned out to be divided into three."

Song Qing stopped suddenly, looked ahead, obviously startled.

"Which way should we go next?"

Song Qing looked at the three forks in front of him, a little hesitant. He was not only hesitant because of these three forks, but he was hesitant because he was not sure of the situation inside.

What if there is a maze inside, fork in the road and fork in the road, if that is the case, the result is beyond the imagination of Song Qing.

"Forget it, leave him alone."

Song Qing was not frightened by the worry in his heart. He twitched the corners of his mouth, picked up a stone from the ground, walked to a hole, smashed a few marks, and then threw the stone on the ground. clapped hands.

"Hey, this way you won't be afraid of getting lost."

Although Song Qing was bold, he was not careless.

After all this was done, Song Qing leaned over again and slowly dived towards the marked cave.

"Huh...huh..."

In the depths of the cave, the blue light flickered more rapidly, as if sensing the arrival of someone.

"what?"

Song Qing stopped again, looked somewhere, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Why is there another blue light in this cave?"

Then Song Qing seemed to think of something again, his eyes were frightened, and his calf trembled involuntarily.

"No, it can't be a ghost, can it?"

Thinking of this, even Song Qing couldn't help but raise his hands.

At this time, Song Qing just wanted to run away, but he couldn't move, as if he was bound by something.

"Not afraid, not afraid..."

Song Qing patted his chest several times before his heavy breathing gradually stabilized.

"Isn't it just a ghost? It's kind of scary!"

After that, Song Qing let out a deep breath, squatted down, groped the ground a few times, and grabbed a stone for self-defense.

"No matter what monster you are, I'm here."

Song Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, let out a loud drink, and rushed towards the hole with the stone in his hand.

Song Qing turned around and entered the cave, but at this moment he was completely stunned.

In that cave, a blue light was shining brightly, and in the center of this blue light was a green lotus the size of a washbasin, but within this green lotus was... a broken sword.

This huge contrast is like... a world of difference.

Song Qing was a little at a loss, he didn't know whether to hold the stone in his hand or throw it away.

In the end, Song Qing just put down the stone in his hand and still didn't let go, in case there were any accidents.

"rustle……"

After putting down the stone, Song Qing walked towards the broken sword cautiously.

After arriving, squatting down, Song Qing touched the green lotus with the stone in his hand, and it passed through easily.

"fine?"

Seeing this scene, even Song Qing didn't believe it, and touched it with his finger again, and it penetrated as before.

"impossible."

Song Qing's small eyebrows frowned, and he looked at Qinglian and the broken sword in front of him very seriously. After a long time, his brows relaxed again, and he twitched the corners of his mouth.

"who cares."

Song Qing directly threw the stone in his hand aside, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the broken sword carelessly.

"shhhhh"

After dancing a few times with the broken sword in his hand, no matter how you looked at it, it was just an ordinary broken sword, Song Qing lost interest immediately.

"Huh? What is this?"

Suddenly, Song Qing found something on the broken sword in his hand, so he brought the sword close to his eyes, wanting to observe carefully.

"Lang... No, that's not how the word Langye seems to be written."

Holding the sword closer, Song Qing could see clearly that there were two handwritings similar to the word "Langxie".

"What the heck."

Song Qing twitched the corners of his mouth and muttered, after all, he only went to a private school for one year, so naturally he couldn't read all the characters in the world.

"That's broken stuff, useless!"

Song Qing complained and wanted to throw away the broken sword in his hand.

But at this moment, a blue light shot out from the broken sword, and then rushed directly into the center of Song Qing's eyebrows.

"boom."

Song Qing only felt a bang, and he fainted to the ground, oblivious to the outside world.

Feeling the darkness, Song Qing didn't know where he was at all, so he kept walking forward just relying on a little obsession in his heart.

"Where exactly is this place?"

Finally Song Qing was tired from walking, so he stopped, looking at the endless darkness in front of him, Song Qing couldn't help feeling confused.

Song Qing remembered that before he was hunted down by jackals, he fled to the territory of an unknown beast, and later hid in a cave because of the rain. Driven by curiosity, he entered the cave It was deep, and finally found a broken sword there, and came here.

"Yes, it must be that broken sword. If it wasn't for that broken sword, I wouldn't be trapped here."

After Song Qing sorted out the matter from beginning to end, he finally found the problem, and immediately began to complain.

"Don't say "broken sword" or "broken sword", that is the Langye sword that gods and demons fear, and that's what you, a brat, know."

Just when Song Qing was complaining, a deep man's voice came over suddenly, making Song Qing's body tremble.

"Is there... really a ghost here?"

Song Qing turned around with difficulty while muttering to himself.

"Damn you, I'm the majestic Langye Sword Soul."

As soon as he heard Song Qing call him a ghost, the voice came again, and he was very angry at this time.

"you……"

Song Qing turned around, and behind him, there was a man in white clothes. He looked only 30 or [-] years old, but his eyes were full of vicissitudes, as if he had experienced thousands of years.

"If I didn't think you have a good foundation, I wouldn't call you here."

The man in white snorted coldly, looking like a tall man.

"I don't want you to call me."

Hearing the words of the man in white, Song Qing couldn't help muttering in his heart, but of course it was just a muttering in his heart.

"Now I will give you a sword formula, so you can practice well."

The man in white didn't know what was going on in Song Qing's mind, he spoke upright, and then he pinched the spell, as if he wanted to summon something.

"Wait, why did you give me a piece of that kind of sword art? You want me to practice hard, why do you let me practice and I just wait to practice?"

Song Qing was temperamental again. Seeing the noble appearance of the white-clothed man, he curled his lips and yelled loudly, interrupting his movements.

"Hmph, if I tell you to practice, you can practice. How can there be so much nonsense?"

Seeing that his words were interrupted, the white-clothed man frowned, snorted coldly, and then forced a ball of golden light into Song Qing's eyebrows.

"boom!"

Song Qing only felt a loud noise in his head, and then fell into a coma again...

(End of this chapter)