With the helicopter here, there was no need to worry about connecting flights. The helicopter entered Shushan directly.
Jiang Qi looked at the towering mountain below, like a sword, and knew that Shushan had arrived, and then his expression suddenly changed.
The helicopter passed directly through a formation in Shushan.
It has no effect, it is just a maze that isolates ordinary people.
It allows ordinary people to avoid the road into the interior of Shushan without knowing it. Even if there are those who run in by accident, someone will send them away.
But that was a human, now this is a helicopter.
Let’s not talk about how many big guys in Shushan are able to fly with swords now. I just want to say that those at that level are at least elders, and it is impossible to come here and drive them away just for a helicopter.
After the helicopter found a flat place to land, Jiang Qi and Gu Qingyun got off the plane.
Then, the helicopter suddenly left. Although the pilot didn't know why his eldest lady brought a young man to this remote mountain and old forest, he also knew that he was just a paid person, and he didn't say a word nonsense.
I can only sigh that rich people really know how to play.
"Two fellow Taoists, this is the border of Shushan Mountain. May I ask why you two came here with such great fanfare?"
Almost as soon as the helicopter left, a young man wearing pure white robes with a heroic face ran out of the woods nearby, carrying a long sword on his back.
The heroic young man looked at the man and woman in front of him.
That man is a little bit more handsome than me, but that's it. He seems to have a little bit of cultivation, but it's hard to see clearly. He should be just starting out like me.
And that woman couldn't help but make the young man's eyes light up, and her words became much more polite.
"Two, I'm sorry, we don't see outsiders in Shushan. Please come with me to the foot of the mountain."
Gu Qingyun said nothing and took a step back, indicating that Jiang Qi was the one who made the decision.
"I have a famous letter, which is for the leader of your sect."
Jiang Qi nodded with a smile and took out the name card given by Master Li from his arms.
"For the leader?"
The young man did not take it rashly. He took out a mobile phone from his arms and made a call.
After a while, the young man put down the phone, raised his head and said, "The elder on duty would like to ask you two to go up the mountain."
"Come with me."
Jiang Qi nodded and led Gu Qingyun up Shushan Mountain.
After walking through a mountain road that was not wide, Jiang Qi discovered that graveyards appeared not far away.
They look similar to ordinary graves, but there is a sword stuck in each grave.
Some are very new, and some are covered with rust and seem to be broken in the next moment.
There are almost thousands of them.
"This is our sword tomb in Shushan. Buried in it are seniors who have mastered at least three levels of sword control."
While introducing them, the young man looked at the graves longingly and said: "My biggest wish is to be buried here after I die."
For a moment, Jiang Qi didn't know whether he should wish him to achieve his wish as soon as possible.
Seeing that Jiang Qi and Gu Qingyun were silent, the young man continued to show off: "Did you see those swords? Almost every sword has a spirit. If it meets the right person, it will buzz spontaneously."
"Buzz!"
"Yes! That's the voice. Let me tell you, it's very important for the spirit sword to recognize its owner."
"Buzz!!"
“Whose phone is vibrating?”
The young man turned his back to the sword tomb and was talking vigorously, but was interrupted by a louder buzzing sound.
He subconsciously looked back, and then his eyes widened.
There is a move in Shushan called Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan, which now almost only exists in records in classics.
But now, the young man can guarantee that even if Wan Jian returns to the clan, he will not be as powerful as he is now!
A new or old spiritual sword rose into the sky from the grave where it was originally inserted, shining with all kinds of sword lights unbridled.
There are 918 swords in the Sword Tomb!
A number flashed through the young man's mind, and he looked at the spirit sword suspended in front of him.
There are eight hundred if not nine hundred. I can’t even count them!
The young man's legs were already trembling.
What exactly is going on? !
Could it be that I am that one-of-a-kind swordsmanship prodigy whose basic skills for the past five or six years were just honing my temperament? At this time, my merits are complete, my sword bones are awakened, and my spiritual sword is the first to recognize its master? !
I am the son of destiny? !
The young man couldn't help but start to think about it.
At this moment, a bunch of spiritual swords flew towards the direction of the young man!
The young man became energetic and shouted: "Come on the sword!"
Then, the spirit swords rushed over the young man, not stopping for even a second.
The young man's body stiffened and he slowly turned around.
Among the two outsiders who went up the mountain, the woman who looked like a fairy was surrounded by countless spiritual swords. Layers of colorful sword lights made the woman look like a real sword fairy who had been banished to the mortal world.
Jiang Qi silently took two steps back, came to the young man's side, and asked curiously: "Brother, you just said, what is it about recognizing the master of a spiritual sword? Is it simple or something like that?"
"It's difficult. I've only seen it once in the six years since I've been on the mountain. It was a senior who just died and his grandson inherited it. The shorter the original owner's death, the easier it will be."
The young man replied numbly.
"So that's it? Then which original owner here has been dead the longest?"
Jiang Qi nodded suddenly. It seemed to be related to the gradual decline of spiritual energy. The older the person, the more powerful he was and the higher his vision. It was normal.
Then Jiang Qi curiously pointed at the spirit swords wandering around Gu Qingyun and asked.
When the young man heard this, he looked back at the bald-eyed Jianzhong, and a half-smile appeared on his face, much like a mask of pain.
"Is it still important?"
Jiang Qi: "."
He followed the young man's gaze and nodded involuntarily, as if it really wasn't important anymore.
It seems that all the swords in the Sword Tomb are probably here?
"Hahahahaha!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
At this time, a laughing voice came from the sky.
Jiang Qi looked up and saw an old man with a white beard stepping on a flying sword against the wind. He coughed due to the headwind and couldn't help but laugh.
"Swift!"
The next moment, the sword light fell to the ground, and the smile on the white-bearded old man's face was so joyful that people suspected that he had just given birth to triplets.
"There are only two types of people who can activate the Shushan Spiritual Sword, either disciples who have practiced Shushan swordsmanship, or ordinary people who have not practiced it."
The old man glanced at the three people present and saw the disciples of his sect and Jiang Qi, who had great cultivation. His eyes naturally fell on Gu Qingyun.
Then, the smile on the old man's face became three points brighter.
He also speaks softly.
"But this little friend triggered the spirit sword? Don't panic, little friend, Ling Kunzi, the current leader of Shushan is a poor man."
"Come on, come on, listen to the old advice first, close your eyes, feel the emotions of the spirit swords around you, and choose the one you find most pleasing to the eye."
The expression on the young man's face became even more distorted. Is this still the leader who exploded at any moment and had an extremely bad temper?
(End of chapter)
