The selection matter has come to an end, and there is still half a year until Nanshan Tomb, and Lu Yun is ready to stay in the gate to practice.
It's a joy to get up in the morning to practice swordplay and come back at sunset.
Ji Hongxi took Shangguan Liri to fool around, Baiyao went into seclusion again, and Yuntian went out to visit friends.
It was rare silence on Wentian Peak. Only Lu Yun and Yun Shuiqing were left.
Lu Yun found that her fourth senior brother was a little strange recently. He always liked to be in a daze where he practiced swordsmanship, and occasionally looked in a certain direction with his eyes.
The sound of swords in the bamboo forest continued for a long time. Yun Shuiqing leaned against a bamboo and watched his little junior sister dance with the sword.
There is no scrolling spiritual power, but it is an ordinary sword move. The shot is as soft as cotton, but it can break through the green bamboo with one sword.
This is a set of swordsmanship that my master gave to my junior sister not long ago. It follows the path of using softness to overcome strength. Among the falling leaves, the swordsmanship is light, round and flexible, which is quite beautiful.
Lu Yun has just started this swordsmanship now and still has some practice.
As a sword spirit, Yun Shuiqing's cultivation is growing day by day even if he doesn't practice.
As for swordsmanship.
In his eyes, the essence of ordinary swordsmanship can be seen at a glance, just like the Guiyan swordsmanship in front of him.
After watching for a moment, Yun Shuiqing turned and left.
He got off Wentian Peak, avoiding many people along the way, and headed to the Sword Tomb, the forbidden area of the Hidden Sword Sect.
The sword tomb had not been opened for a long time, and Yun Shuiqing turned a blind eye to the array formations outside.
There was once a sword that split a mountain.
There are cracks in the mountain, forming a tomb. The sword energy in the tomb is so strong that it has not collapsed to this day.
Later, the people of the Hidden Sword Sect built a sword mound here and used the awe-inspiring sword energy to nourish their swords. Ten thousand swords returned to the sword mound. Different sword intents were entangled together, making the sword mound look like a dangerous place, making it difficult for others to walk.
On the peaks on both sides of the sword tomb, and even at the bottom of the sword tomb, there are swords stuck in them. Those swords are somewhat dilapidated and rusty, and they are undoubtedly useless.
Some are showing off their sharp edges and their sword energy soaring into the sky, waiting for the right person.
The Sword Tomb is a place for disciples to gain experience. Disciples who can walk out of the Sword Tomb will definitely get a sword here.
Yun Shuiqing came here this time for herself.
Yun Shuiqing was not afraid of the fierce sword energy scattered by the sword mound.
As a sword spirit, he had already adapted to the environment in the sword tomb and kept his eyes on the ground.
No one has ever been to the deepest part of the Sword Tomb.
It was an island in the middle of a lake. The water in the lake was crystal clear. But if you look closely, you will find that the lake water is condensed from the purest sword energy.
But after just a few glances, my eyes stung unbearably.
On the small island, there was no grass growing. There was only a long sword stuck in the soil, and the golden sword body was covered with cracks.
Those marks snaked around the sword's body, destroying the overall beauty of the sword. From the outside, the sword was so fragile that it could break at a touch.
And this sword is Yun Shuiqing herself.
He is the sword spirit of this sword, and he cannot leave the Hidden Sword Sect at will because the sword body is broken. Without him as the sword spirit, the sword will die at any time.
Yun Shuiqing walked over, he held the sword and tried to pull it out. Just like many times before, the sword did not react at all and was firmly nailed to the ground, motionless.
He and this sword are one, but now, one is walking around in human form, while the other is hiding in the sword tomb trying to repair himself.
But unfortunately, he, a sword spirit, couldn't help himself with this sword.
Waiting for the right person, this is the mission of all the swords in the sword tomb, including the one in front of you.
He is one with it, and he is also waiting for his master.
Yun Shuiqing couldn't help but think of Ji Hongxi's words.
The Hidden Sword Sect and the junior sister had to choose one, who would he choose? Yun Shuiqing looked at the sword in front of him, his clean eyes filled with determination as never before.
He had to find a way to take the sword away.
After accompanying his body for a long time, on the way out of the Sword Tomb, Yun Shuiqing noticed many phantoms appearing in the Sword Tomb.
Those phantoms are the incarnations of the swords in the sword tomb, whether they are people, objects, or monsters, and they can change at will.
Some disciples entered the sword tomb.
Yun Shuiqing leaned over and discovered that it was Feng Yuyao. At this moment, Feng Yuyao was fighting a shadow, and the fight was difficult.
Logically speaking, as long as you defeat the shadow, you can take away the sword.
Feng Yuyao seemed to have taken a liking to this sword and was obsessed with it, with an almost obsessive desire on her face.
Unfortunately, Feng Yuyao already had her natal sword, and at this moment, she was using the fire phoenix to fight the phantom of the sword in front of her.
To Jian, Feng Yuyao's behavior was particularly offensive.
The shadow was furious, causing the surrounding shadows to begin to merge with it, and an illusory giant appeared in the sword tomb.
The giant didn't have a sword in his hand, so he could wave his hands and raise his legs at will, and the sword energy filled the sky and stabbed Feng Yuyao.
By accident, Feng Yuyao was knocked away by the giant and landed right near Yun Shuiqing.
The giant wanted to come again, the fire phoenix made a sharp and violent sound, and the illusory phoenix shadow appeared behind Feng Yuyao.
The phoenix spreads its wings, and the phoenix fire is swaying. The giant looks in this direction, as if he is afraid, and turns away.
As he walked away, the giant's shadow disappeared little by little, completely turning into sword energy floating in the sword tomb.
The swords around them no longer screamed, and they were as quiet as sleeping.
Seeing this scene, Feng Yuyao stood up covering her heart, her expression extremely ugly.
These swords fell asleep, which meant that they didn't pay attention to her.
"Senior Brother Yun."
She looked at the clear clouds and clear water with a hesitant expression on her face.
Although the sword energy in the sword tomb will not hurt people for no reason, it is still ferocious enough. When you are in the sword tomb, the fresh wind you feel on your skin is like the sword energy cutting into your body.
Feng Yuyao frowned at the sharp pain, but the person in front of her seemed unaware.
She remembered Yun Shuiqing, Lu Yun's fourth senior brother, a magical person.
Vaguely, she felt a terrifying sword intent on the other person, and when she examined it carefully, it was fleeting, like a phantom.
Seeing Feng Yuyao's embarrassment, Yun Shuiqing's face was pale, and his words contained the lessons from the elders to the younger ones.
"The sword has spirit, and you already have a phoenix sword by your side. The sword here will never yield to the fire phoenix. You are too greedy."
Swords also have tempers. If people want to win or lose, swords will naturally want to win or lose.
A good sword will not succumb to lust.
"You shouldn't come in here again."
The appearance of Feng Yuyao is an insult and a provocation to the sword here.
The giant that the sword shadow transformed into was truly murderous.
"What about Lu Yun? How come she can do it?"
Facing Yun Shuiqing's contempt, Feng Yuyao felt a fire in her heart, burning her to the point of losing her mind. The questions she blurted out were filled with long-buried jealousy.
"Little junior sister?"
Speaking of Lu Yun, Yun Shuiqing thought of the two swords that Lu Yun had taken away from here. In Feng Yuyao's eyes burning with fire, Yun Shuiqing's tone was as calm as lake water.
"From the beginning to the end, little junior sister only has one sword."
Those swords come from the same source, and the swords' hearts are unified, so there is no question of superiority.
But Feng Yuyao was not satisfied with this answer.
"you!"
She wanted to ask why the other party appeared here. She had to beg the master for a long time before the master agreed to let her come in to find another sword.
You can see the clear clouds and clear water, and you can walk freely here.
She recalled Yun Shuiqing's unique aura, which made people fearful and coveted. It was like an unsheathed sword, making her eager to catch a glimpse of him.
