Two pairs of eyes were staring from a distance, but Zhang Yan had no ability to notice the secret observation of the two Da Luo Jinxian. The only good thing is that what he experienced in the "scene" of the stone tablet did not manifest itself similarly in reality. From the outside, it seemed that he was still reaching out to touch the stone tablet, motionless as if frozen.
But in the "scene" that Zhang Yan could only perceive by himself, he realized that he had really hit upon a great fortune.
Just now, the sword condensed and thrust in the darkness penetrated Zhang Yan from chest to back. After that, it didn't go through, but got stuck in his chest.
What was even more strange was that Zhang Yan did not find that he had been harmed in any way. It's as if all this exists in an illusion and is not real.
But the next change made Zhang Yan understand that what he encountered was not an illusion but a change from the physical level, at the level of soul and consciousness.
The fundamental reason why the long sword stabbed into Zhang Yan's chest did not cause any harm was that Zhang Yan's soul seemed to be "approved" by the long sword. At the moment of contact, the lethality of the long sword was immediately restrained, allowing Zhang Yan to avoid the tragic end of not only not dying but also being seriously injured.
But why is the sword stuck in the chest without advancing or retreating?
In the midst of suspicion, the long sword began to "shrink". Beads of light fell off the sword and scattered away like fireflies. In just five or six breaths, the sword disappeared from Zhang Yan's chest and back, leaving no trace on the body in this scene. of scars. It's like it never happened.
But it just looks like nothing happened from the outside. But this is not the case inside the "body".
"Is this... a sword?"
In Zhang Yan's internal inspection, there was a very small purple and green glowing thing in the chest cavity of his body. It was no bigger than the nail plate of his little finger, but if he looked closely, he could tell that it was a small thing. The handle was reduced to the shape of a long sword by an unknown number of times. It was exactly the same as the one stuck in his chest just now.
After a brief observation, Zhang Yan's heartbeat inevitably accelerated, and he thought to himself: Could this thing be the sword spirit mentioned in the inscription? !
The sword spirit of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian? ! Even the four saints who broke the formation couldn't get something, so why would they just dive in so easily?
This surprise came too suddenly, and it made Zhang Yan feel a little too frightened and seemed unreal. So much so that even if the other party was just hovering in his soul, he didn't dare to provoke him for the time being, not even to test him.
The Four Swords of Killing Immortals! The sword spirit sounds like something similar to the weapon spirit. In addition, all the four swords of Zhu Xian are mainly for killing, with evil and murderous energy rushing through the six paths. If this is really their sword spirit, it is definitely not easy to mess with. It is a trivial matter for a bad person to hurt his soul. He will directly annihilate the remaining parts of his soul. Not surprising.
Less than a meal later, the scene in front of Zhang Yan changed again, and he returned to reality again, breaking away from the dark scene. There is still the stone monument in front of me. It’s just that there are no longer the previous words on the stone tablet.
"It seems that after we go back and redeem those golden fragments, there is no point in continuing to explore here." Zhang Yan knew very well that the changes in the stone tablet must be related to the small sword he just took away in the scene.
At this time, even after returning to reality, Zhang Yan could still feel the existence of the small sword from the soul attached to Fu Bing's body. But if you don't look for it deliberately, there will be no corresponding discomfort.
It seemed that his honesty was beyond Zhang Yan's expectation. Even more stable than the "round ball" that likes to sleep in large numbers?
Instead of exploring the sword pit, Zhang Yan returned directly to the sky and quickly found Li who was meditating and adjusting his breath near the place where he had killed the three Minghua Rongzong disciples. Temple River.
"Senior." Li Dianchuan sensed Zhang Yan's approach and immediately stood up from the ground. The expression on his face was as submissive as ever.
As Li Dianchuan made this call, many immortals who had gathered nearby behind him also came closer. These people are not only from the Chaos sect, but also from the Pastoral sect.
"Senior, these people all exchanged gold foil, and according to your previous instructions, they left their things with me. Everyone has more or less clear records." Li Dianchuan said as he handed over a brand new jade slip. Come here, and a storage bag.
While Zhang Yan was exploring the depths, Li Dianchuan actually did not open any more sword tombs. His cultivation in the Immortal Realm is not enough for him to continue to consume, and his consciousness needs enough rest. After all, in addition to this sword pit, there are several places to try your luck in the back. You can't spend it all here.
It was also during Li Dianchuan's renovation period that he was on guard, but he was soon approached and took over Zhang Yan's "waste recycling" business.
The problem of his own safety that the disguised Li Dianchuan had been wary of before was instantly solved. With so many people counting on him to collect their things, he naturally wouldn't be put at risk of being robbed by anyone. But Li Dianchuan was also a little confused at the same time. Just for these useless gold foils, he had to exchange the magic weapons in the sword tomb?
If Li Dianchuan hadn't understood that the senior Changshi in his eyes was not a lunatic with a broken brain, he wouldn't have been able to help but want to ask a few more questions.
"Yes. This is for you." Zhang Yan took the things and handed a protective magic weapon to Li Dianchuan. This thing was harvested by him in the center of the sword pit. It's quite eye-catching to him. Take it out as a benefit of Li Dianchuan's participation this time.
"Senior, I don't need it."
"Take it."
Li Dianchuan saw the slightly dissatisfied look in Senior Changshi's eyes and knew it was hard to refuse. It can only be taken with both hands. To be honest, although he had gained power in Mingyue Valley, there was still a big gap between the immortal weapons in Mingyue Valley and those in Sword Tomb. The defensive magic weapon in front of him was absolutely exquisite at first glance, and he was also jealous of it.
The content in the jade slip is very clear, and even lists traces of breath, so that Zhang Yan can clearly distinguish who gave how much gold foil without mistaking the person.
The amount in the storage bag matched, and a total of seventeen gold foils were received.
There is no need to talk too much. Zhang Yan waved his hand and more than ten magic weapons were thrown into the air.
"select."
The transaction was straightforward. The other party also had a big smile on his face. I didn't expect that I could actually exchange those useless gold foils for the magic weapon in the sword tomb.
"Your Excellency, we still have a lot of gold foil in our sect. I wonder if you will keep it after we go out?"
One person put away the magic weapon he had chosen, and without waiting for Zhang Yan to leave, he quickly asked questions that everyone around him was concerned about.
"Take it. You can find Li Dianchuan and he will take it. Then I will pay you separately."
(End of chapter)
