The old man was walking on a long road, and the old man was walking on a long road.

Gu Qingchen stopped only when a wide underground space like a tiankeng appeared in front of him.

He glanced at the dilapidated scene around him. This relic looked more like a battlefield.

The air around was filled with the smell of decay and death, and the incomplete array patterns were scattered in every corner like broken spider webs.

There were also dark chains entwined in the mountains on all sides like poisonous snakes, revealing a gloomy and weird atmosphere.

And the huge crack that ran through the entire mountain, looking up from the underground space, clearly showed that there were huge and frightening sword marks on the surrounding mountain walls.

These sword marks were deeply embedded in the rocks, as if they were traces left by a terrifying warrior who had fought fiercely here.

One can imagine how fierce the battle was at that time.

The terrifying warrior hiding here might have been fighting a life-and-death duel with other powerful warriors at that time.

Gu Qingchen held Liu Qingxin in his arms and stepped carefully into this mysterious and ancient underground ruins, looking around curiously all the way.

When his eyes fell on the huge sword mark, Gu Qingchen couldn't help but feel shocked.

It was just a mark, but it exuded such a powerful aura that made people shudder.

Gu Qingchen couldn't help but speculate secretly.

"The owner of this relic is probably at least above the fusion stage."

Just as Gu Qingchen was thinking, a breeze blew by, bringing a faint sound.

Gu Qingchen suddenly raised his head and looked around vigilantly.

However, there was no one around, only the sword mark stood quietly.

"I was at least a strong man at the peak of the Crossing Tribulation Stage back then. Boy, you underestimate me too much."

Suddenly, the tired and vicissitudes of life old voice sounded again, clearer than before, as if whispering in his ear.

Gu Qingchen's heart suddenly shook, and he looked in the direction of the voice and hurriedly searched.

He looked closely and saw that in the center of the underground ruins space, an old man's figure appeared at some point.

It was a soul.

When a practitioner successfully breaks through to the Mahayana stage, the soul is also sublimated into a soul, and the soul perception becomes a consciousness, which is more acute and more powerful.

Obviously, this old man must have been a strong man who was not inferior to the Mahayana stage when he was alive!

But as long as you observe carefully, you can detect that the old man's soul is now only at the perfect strength of the Jindan stage.

"I sense that you have a strong smell of elixir. Are you an alchemist?"

There was a bit of suspicion in the old man's voice, as if he was questioning a wolf that had strayed into the flock of sheep.

Gu Qingchen stood aside steadily, without answering the old man's question.

His face was cold and calm, as if he didn't care about the old man's question at all.

"Yeah."

Gu Qingchen just responded with this.

His tone was surprisingly calm, like the calm before the storm.

Seeing that Gu Qingchen didn't intend to say more, the old man frowned slightly, but regained his composure in an instant.

Staring at the young man in front of him, and then looking into the eyes of Liu Qingxin in his arms.

A trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes, so he changed the subject and asked another question:

"Young man, are you here for the opportunity here?"

The old man asked again, and then shook his head hurriedly after asking.

He has been sleeping for hundreds of years without communicating with anyone, and he will only wake up once every ten years when the secret realm opens.

However, for hundreds of years, no young man has been able to break in here.

If you come here on purpose, what else can you do if not for the opportunity?

You can't just come here to see this old man, right?

"Of course."

Hearing this, Gu Qingchen just nodded slightly and continued to follow the words of the spirit in front of him.

"At the beginning, I fought against my mortal enemy and died here by accident. Later, in order to find the successor, I set up a relic here. Since someone has come, it is worth my hundreds of years of waiting. Come with me."

The old man sighed softly, with a hint of relief in his voice.

Then, the old man slowly turned around, and then walked step by step to the deeper part of the underground space, while Gu Qingchen followed silently behind.

Liu Qingxin in his arms gently pulled Gu Qingchen's arm and whispered in his ear:

"Brother, don't go over. I feel that this old man in front of me gives me a very dangerous feeling..."

"Well, I know."

"We are not afraid. Let's go and see what this old man wants to do."

Faced with the man who suddenly appeared in front of him

Gu Qingchen actually had some doubts about the old man's spirit in front of him.

After all, this place doesn't look like a place with great opportunities.

He really couldn't figure out why the old man's spirit appeared here?

And he inexplicably wanted to take him to a certain place, saying that there was an opportunity waiting for him.

At this moment, Gu Qingchen had no idea what the strange spirit that suddenly appeared in front of him was up to.

But at the moment, apart from following the strange old man's spirit, there seemed to be no better choice.

After thinking about it, Gu Qingchen didn't hesitate too much, but followed the old man closely, and followed him to see first.

Although the old man was just a spirit, he was able to transform into two feet, down to earth, and every step was slow and powerful, as if he was attached to the land he had guarded for a lifetime.

"Have you heard about the two battles between the sword and the demon that took place in the Xianjian Sect in Zhongzhou six hundred years ago?"

The old man's steps were steady, his spirit was solid, like a physical entity, but there was fatigue in his voice that could not be hidden.

"I've heard some rumors about some minor details, but I don't know the details."

Hearing the question from the mysterious old man, Gu Qingchen recalled all the memories in his mind, but only found some rumors he had heard.

"Hey, this is a long story..."

The old man paused slightly, slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes were confused and deep, as if he was recalling some distant past.

After staring for a long time, he finally sighed deeply, and his voice revealed endless melancholy and sadness.

Then, he took another step and walked forward step by step.

However, this time his back looked particularly hunched, as if he was carrying an unbearable pressure. Every step he took seemed so difficult and heavy.

"My name is Jian Changkong, and I used to be the leader of the Xianjian Sect."

The old man's voice was low and hoarse, with a sense of vicissitudes of time.

"Six hundred years ago, I was the first sword immortal in the Central Continent. I founded the Immortal Sword Sect when I was young and frivolous. At that time, I was arrogant and looked down on everyone. I thought I could save the world. So, I went to the Nine Nether Demon Sect without hesitation and killed the entire sect of the Demon Sect."

"But it was because of this that I had a deep hatred with the leader of the Nine Nether Demon Sect. Later, in a fierce battle, I was unfortunately defeated and seriously injured."

"In desperation, I had to set up many formations and prohibitions here and hide in them to recover. Unexpectedly, I was eventually found by the leader of the Nine Nether Demon Sect. At that time, seeing that there was no way to escape, I could only use the prohibitions to start a life-and-death duel with him..."

(PS: By the way, have any readers seen this? It seems that no one has seen this.)

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