Zhang Sanfeng led Song Xing into the secret passage, which wound downwards.
Song Xing followed Zhang Sanfeng all the way down, and it became darker and darker as he went. There was no sound except for the occasional flickering of candles, as if it was an empty tomb.
"Squeak..." Another harsh mechanical sound came. Song Xing raised his eyes and immediately saw a sea of fire formed by countless candles.
Zhang Sanfeng led Song Xing into the flames, pointed to the various runes carved on the floor and said, "This is the place where the extraterrestrial stones are sealed."
Song Xing asked curiously: "Why didn't the real person destroy this stone back then?"
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said bitterly: "I have tried dozens of methods, but none of them can destroy this stone."
After listening to Zhang Sanfeng's words, Song Xing fell into a long silence.
After a long time, Song Xingcai raised his head and said, "Then why did the master tell this junior? Aren't you afraid that this junior will leak out?"
Zhang Sanfeng sighed, "Although the emergence of strange things seems to have decreased over the years, I can sense that these alien stones seem to be accumulating power. When they become powerful enough that no one can stop them, they will inevitably be born and destroy the world." The monsters have brought great harm to the world. I am old and weak. Even if I integrate the power of Wudang, I may not be able to fight against it."
"You are different," Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Xing, "I have been waiting for people like Guo Nuxia who can see the power of magic. Only existences like you can find the true source of magic and save the world. .”
Song Xing lowered his head and said nothing.
Zhang Sanfeng misunderstood something. He patted Song Xing on the shoulder and encouraged: "Young man, don't shrink back because of fear. The world has not completely collapsed yet. There is still hope to survive this disaster."
After saying that, Zhang Sanfeng walked to the end of the secret passage, and when he appeared in front of Song Xing a short time later, he was already holding a small stone box in his hand.
"In this stone box is the extraterrestrial stone that Taoist Baishu contaminates the Zhenwu Sword thirty years ago. If it is taken to Wang Panshan Island, it may cause the Dragon Sword to show up."
Zhang Sanfeng handed the box to Song Xing and said.
Song Xing took it, glanced at Zhang Sanfeng, and opened the box after hesitating for a moment.
In an instant, a vast and majestic momentum rushed out of the stone box. Song Xing's eyes widened and he stared at the stone box in surprise.
In the stone box, there is a fist-sized stone with an uneven surface and a black and white color.
What really surprised him was that the material and color of this stone were very similar to the stone he took out from Mr. Zhu Da's body.
The only difference is the shape and size.
Suddenly, in Song Xing's line of sight, there were muffled sounds inside the black and white meteorite, as if something was trying to break out of the shell.
Song Xing's sixth sense told him that if the thing inside the meteorite was allowed to break free, it would be a bloody storm.
"Hallucination?"
The next second, Song Xing's spirit broke away from the terrifying thoughts and returned to reality.
The black and white meteorite was still in front of him, but it was different from the one in Mr. Zhu Da's hand. This meteorite gave Song Xing an inexplicable sense of danger.
"Is it the same meteorite as before?"
Song Xing picked up the meteorite given by Zhang Sanfeng from the stone box and looked at it carefully.
The shape of the meteorite in his hand is more three-dimensional than the one he originally got, and its shape is somewhat oval.
The surface is uneven, vaguely resembling the pattern of an animal.
The surface is uneven, vaguely resembling the pattern of an animal.
After looking at it carefully for a while, Song Xing found that he had not admitted his mistake. This was indeed exactly the same as the meteorite taken out of Mr. Zhu Da's body before.
"Ma'am, what's the origin of this meteorite?"
After much thought, Song Xing decided to ask Zhang Sanfeng to see if he could unlock the secret of the meteorite.
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "I don't know its origin. When Taoist Baishu saw that he was defeated by the old Taoist, he tried to use this stone to contaminate my Zhenwu Sword. Although he died in the hands of the old Taoist in the end, the Zhenwu Sword was also contaminated by the strange power in it."
"But after I sealed it under the Zixiao Palace, I didn't see anything magical about it."
Song Xing was a little strange, so he asked: "Then why is the real person sure that the Dragon Saber will reappear on Wangpanshan Island when it encounters this stone?"
Then he saw Zhang Sanfeng showing a strange expression, "Zhenwu Jian told me."
The real sword he was talking about was naturally not the fake sword enshrined in the Zixiao Palace above his head, but the 'real sword' that had been almost integrated with his flesh and blood, and had been with him for decades!
This time it was Song Xing's turn to be surprised, "Zhenwu Sword, are you conscious?"
Being able to give birth to consciousness from a weapon is completely different from martial arts and belongs to the category of creation.
Since the birth of mankind, the history of civilization has gone through three major eras, namely the Stone Age, the Bronze Age, and the Iron Age. Correspondingly, ancient weapons have also gone through three stages: stone weapons, bronze weapons, and iron weapons. The history of the development of weapons It can be said to be a living history of social development.
"If you fight for land, you will kill people to fill the fields; if you fight for cities, you will fight and kill people to fill the cities."
In ancient times, the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers, heaven and earth, ghosts and gods were all objects of worship. Weapons, as tools made by humans to kill people and devour blood, were also worshiped by people.
In the eyes of warriors in the martial arts world, a good magic weapon is better than anything else!
Even Song Xing, who traveled through several worlds, had never seen a weapon with self-awareness.
Somehow, he seemed to have some understanding of why he came from the wild world to this world of low martial arts.
Facing Song Xing's confused gaze, Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said: "Yes, about ten years ago, Zhenwu suddenly had his own consciousness. Otherwise, why do you think I trusted you so much when we first met? .Do you have another extraterrestrial stone on your body?"
"That's right," Song Xing took out the meteorite he had snatched from Mr. Zhu Da with his right hand and put it next to the meteorite in the stone box.
When the two meteorites approached, Song Xing had a vague illusion that the meteorites were suddenly breathing.
The two meteorites slowly rotated, and the momentum they exuded became stronger and stronger.
Finally, they seemed to have reached some kind of opportunity, intersecting and merging together.
In an instant, a huge pressure swept out.
Immediately afterwards, under Zhang Sanfeng's shocked eyes, the fused meteorite slowly levitated and slowly rotated in the air, emitting a bright light.
Two mysterious forces, one black and one white, emerge from the meteorite and rise around the meteorite, like two dragons entangled together.
"Boom!"
A loud noise came from high up, like thunder ringing in the ears.
Song Xing raised his head, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through the layers of masonry above his head, and he could see the sky in the distance, with rolling dark clouds and howling wind, as if they were signs of an approaching storm.
(End of chapter)
