Thinking of this, Ye Lingfeng couldn't help but think of how after he recovered his mana, he would hold the Ningxue Sword in one hand and the Red Shadow Sword in the other. With the two swords combined, he would dominate the world and seek revenge on those who had hurt him before, letting them know that they had offended him. What will be the outcome.
For a moment, Ye Lingfeng's fighting spirit was high, as if his whole body felt full of strength.
However, when he was about to enter meditation, he found that he could not calm down at all, let alone restore his mana.
"What's going on? Where did the problem occur?" Ye Lingfeng was puzzled and immediately looked around, shocked.
Just then he discovered that this place was not the place he was before, because he walked in from a valley with a cave. Although the environment here was the same as the surrounding mountain walls, there was only one thing missing, which could prove that There is something different here from the previous valley.
That is the dark cave entrance.
There was no cave, so he was now in a cave. But the space inside the cave was too big. It was exactly the same as the outside. He almost thought he hadn't gone out?
Ye Lingfeng's eyes flickered, he raised his head slightly to look at the sky, and couldn't help but murmured: "Is it possible that the cave is just a passage? A passage leading here?"
Although he was asking himself, Ye Lingfeng still wanted someone to answer his question.
However, no one responded for a long time after he finished speaking, and even the strange voice that brought him here never appeared again.
At present, the Xuantian Boundary Monument cannot be sensed, so naturally it is impossible to contact Mr. Xuan. If he could contact Mr. Xuan, he would surely see something fishy in this with his knowledge.
It's a pity that there are no ifs in the world, let alone ifs. He can only get rid of the current predicament by himself. He has no one to rely on, and no one will come to help him.
"Ah! Is there anyone..." For a moment, Ye Lingfeng became more and more depressed as he thought about it, and he couldn't help shouting.
Just listen to the echoes coming from the mountain wall that is shining with incomparable brilliance.
Ye Lingfeng was stunned. There was an echo on this mountain wall? Is it possible that this is not an entity?
Ye Lingfeng's eyes flickered and he looked around with a serious face. If the mountain walls around the valley were solid, it would be impossible to make any echo.
But if it is not solid but hollow, then it can be proved that this place is most likely an extremely wide place, because only in an extremely wide place can long sounds be transmitted back.
Involuntarily, Ye Lingfeng's eyes turned cold. The so-called wealth gained through danger, the worst possible outcome would be death anyway. If you don't die, you will have good fortune in the future. After all, in life, you always have to push yourself. Only by pushing yourself can you know whether you can take the road ahead.
Immediately, Ye Lingfeng came to the mountain wall, closed his eyes and stepped out.
I saw that his body passed directly through the mountain wall that was shining with extremely brilliant brilliance.
Ye Lingfeng felt a dizzy feeling and couldn't help but subconsciously opened his eyes. However, when he saw where he was, his expression changed.
I saw a lake at my feet. The lake area was so vast that I couldn't see the end at a glance.
The lake is also extremely blue and crystal clear, with birds and animals flying over it from time to time. And all around the lake, there are all kinds of flowers, plants and trees. If you can live here, it will probably be very pleasant. .
Although the scenery was nice, Ye Lingfeng was not very interested in this. After all, the most important thing for him right now was to save his life, instead of trying to recover his mana and become obsessed with the surrounding environment.
After all, without life, none of this will belong to you.
In the secular world, a great Confucian once said this.
Said: Who do the great rivers, mountains, and beautiful scenery in the world belong to?
It is said that all the people in the world are the kings, and those who lead the soldiers are the kings and ministers!
However, the great scholar shook his head and said that these great rivers, mountains and beautiful scenery belong to the idlers.
Because these things cannot move around, let alone disappear, they belong to whomever comes.
But now, although Ye Lingfeng came here, he found that he was starting to sink downwards, and his body only felt a biting coldness, as if there was something in the lake that was eroding his body?
But Ye Lingfeng feels that there are differences, but one thing is the same, that is, it is very painful. It is no exaggeration to say that if he had the strength now, he would definitely let out a heart-breaking, heart-wrenching, hysterical cry. A scream like a slaughtered pig.
It was a pity that he not only found that his body could not move, but also that he could not make any sound. Looking at the lake water that had gradually covered his neck, Ye Lingfeng's eyes were solemn, and the despair in his heart was hard to describe.
"Even the Soul Capturing Order is blocked by the power here. It seems that I can't escape this time..." Ye Lingfeng's eyes flickered, with deep regret flashing in his eyes.
He still has a lot of things to do. He wants to find Mu Qinxue, Qianyu Yingji and others, and avenge his parents. There are many, many more, and he doesn't want to die yet!
"Ah! I don't want to die..." Ye Lingfeng roared in his heart, uneasiness and anger all gathered together.
If he could, his emotions would burst out in an instant, even if he was shattered to pieces.
It's just that God seemed to see that he was about to die and gave him a chance.
There was just a loud roar, and Ye Lingfeng's body suddenly exploded. For a moment, the lake water splashed everywhere, and the pieces of meat flew everywhere. In the end, God was fair. His heart's wish was fulfilled and he was shattered into pieces.
However, just after Ye Lingfeng's body exploded, a sword energy burst out of the air, roared and appeared at the location of Ye Lingfeng's explosive body.
After flying around on the lake for a few times, it suddenly let out a scream and a sigh, as if it was regretting Ye Lingfeng's death.
I saw the sword energy suddenly transformed, and I saw a flash of brilliance, and turned into an old man with white hair and beard. He stared at the lake and sighed: "How can you achieve great things with such a mind? Alas..."
"But it's a pity to die like this. After all, this is the first person to come here in so many years. If he dies, God knows when someone will come again. I have already missed someone. It's been so long since last time." It’s been a hundred years anyway. If I miss this one now, I’ll probably have to wait another hundred years or even a thousand years. I seem to be unable to wait any longer, what should I do?”
The old man's eyes flickered as he stood on the lake, but his feet didn't seem to be stepping on the water at all, but floating on it.
Standing on the water, his feet are not touching the water, and he looks very relaxed. Although monks in the foundation-building stage can walk on the water, there has never been anyone who can walk on the water as easily as this old man.
It felt as casual as walking on flat ground.
The old man's eyes flickered, as if he saw a young man who was seriously injured and broke into this place a hundred years ago. When he saw that the young man was extremely talented, there was a fierce look on his eyebrows.
Moreover, his cultivation level was very high, and his murderous aura was astonishing and almost hit him. If nothing unexpected happened to such a person, his future achievements would be immeasurable. He believed that the human world would definitely not be able to stop that person. He was afraid that he would be the one in the immortal world. stage.
He suddenly wanted to accept that person as his disciple, but the person said that you are not worthy!
His grandmother was told by a young man that he was not worthy of being his master. The old man was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to slap the young man to death.
However, he couldn't do it. After all, the young man's talent was extremely high. If he inherited his mantle, then the skills he practiced and his name would appear in the world again.
But he can't go out. I could only place my hope on the young man, but in the end he talked hard and made various promises.
But the young man never agreed to him, but miraculously recovered from his injuries under his constant nagging.
The young man who had recovered from his injuries was about to leave. The old man finally met such a good person who could inherit his legacy, how could he let him go?
However, the young man was extremely disdainful of his skills and once again said that he was not worthy.
Hearing this, the old man couldn't bear it any longer, and as he spoke, he wanted to teach the arrogant young man in front of him a lesson.
It also helps him know that there are people outside the world and there is a sky outside the world.
It immediately released the momentum around him, in his opinion. Although the young man in front of him hid his cultivation so that he could not see through it, given his age, he expected that he would not have a very high cultivation. The aura exuded by his cultivation would definitely be able to severely injure the young man.
After he severely injures the young man, and then reveals the power of his skills in front of him, the young man will definitely be attracted by his skills and kneel down and beg him to teach him the skills.
The more the old man thought about it, the more proud he became. He had even imagined such a scene and could not help but drool.
However, the ending was not as beautiful as he imagined. Just after he released all his cultivation, he felt a strong murderous intention locking him.
Then I heard the young man's cold voice coming from the young man's mouth, and when he reacted. The young man's figure has long since disappeared, and there is no trace left.
When the old man saw this, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief. What did he just see?
How could a person have such murderous aura that even shocked him? Even disappeared inexplicably right under his nose?
It feels as if the young man is willing. The person who was hit hard just now must be him. Unfortunately, he is still imagining that people are kneeling on the ground and begging to be their teacher and let him teach them the skills...
For a moment, the old man finally understood why the young man heard that he wanted to accept him as his disciple. I don’t deserve it anymore.
It seems that I am really unworthy, because the strength of that young man is by no means inferior to me, therefore, I am really unworthy to be his master.
But what did the young man say in the end? Why can't I remember? Could it be that it was forgotten because it took too long? Or did I not hear it clearly at the time?
The old man just floated on the lake, looking back, as if the scene many years ago was reappearing.
"Oh, I'm getting more and more confused as I get older. Didn't that boy say that a boy who looks like him will come here in a hundred years?"
I don't know how long it took, but the old man immediately slapped his forehead. He thought about what the young man said and couldn't help but laugh at himself.
He immediately stretched out his hand to calculate and couldn't help laughing while saying: "Haha, it's exactly a hundred years. That young man did not lie to me. The young man who came today is somewhat similar to that young man, but this seems to be Is it the person that the young man mentioned a hundred years ago that I called here with my mind?"
Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but fell into deep thought, because the voice that sounded in Ye Lingfeng's ears was transmitted by him using the special technique of the Heart Sword.
Although he has also passed it on to others, his voice can only be heard by those who have reached the peak of the sword realm and are about to enter the realm of the Heart Sword, and who are extremely dedicated to the sword.
Ye Lingfeng is such a person.
"Could it be that I remembered those words before and called him, but now that he is here, I have forgotten?" The old man's eyes flickered and he murmured to himself.
"It doesn't matter, I don't have time to resurrect him anyway. I'll resurrect him first. Otherwise, his soul will be scattered after a long time. In that case, even in my heyday, I won't be able to resurrect him. By then, my life will be near." , even if I cry, there is no place to cry."
The old man's eyes narrowed, and he immediately raised his hand to make a seal. He spoke plausibly, and he didn't know what bitter incantation he was reciting, and what powerful magic circle he was performing.
Anyway, the movement caused by this seal alone was quite large, which was enough to prove how powerful it was.
As soon as the seal came out, the water on the lake actually separated to both sides and slowly moved upwards. Then the old man shouted: "The sword of the heart has no trace, gather the heart with the heart, and the sword comes..."
"Sword comes..."
As the old man's voice fell, especially when he said the last two words, he emphasized his tone, and heard the sounds of swords coming from all directions.
These sword sounds are not the sounds made by the real swords, but the obsession with the swords left behind by the monks.
It can also be said to be the sword's intention or the sword's heart.
But as the sword sounds came one after another, there was also a sword sound in the old man's body.
As the carrier of the sword cry, he seemed to be the king in the sword cry, as the sword cry sounded in his body.
Those sword sounds in other places turned into a sword energy and came towards the old gathering.
When the old man saw this, he looked at the first flying sword energy and saw that he shook his head, then the second one, he still shook his head, and then the third one, he shook his head again.
"No, no, it's not..." Looking at the sword energy that kept coming, the old man was extremely depressed and shook his head repeatedly.
"It doesn't make sense. Since that kid was able to follow my voice and come here, he must have touched the threshold of the Heart Sword. It doesn't make sense. Isn't it possible that he didn't understand the sword's intention?"
Looking at the sword energy that kept coming, the old man shook his head repeatedly. In the end, he couldn't hold his breath anymore, because the last sword energy had passed and he still couldn't find Ye Lingfeng's sword intention. This made him feel... Puzzled.
If I can't find Ye Lingfeng's sword intent, how can I resurrect him?
Seeing that when he first came in, there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in his body. Could it be that he is not a monk? But a mortal warrior obsessed with swords?
Thinking of this, a helpless look flashed in the old man's eyes.
Because no matter how obsessed the mortal warriors are with swords, the swords they use are only ordinary ones and cannot produce sword intent at all.
"What should I do? Did I miss it after all? Do I want to sit here alone and die?"
For a moment, the old man exuded a strong air of sadness.
At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something. His eyes lit up and he retorted to himself: "Look, how could a mortal warrior come here? Let's not talk about the abyss. Even if they can't hear the voice from me, how can they come here? here?"
Thinking of this, the sadness exuding from the old man gradually faded, and he felt that he might not have noticed it.
The moment was to use the Heart Sword Technique again to call out the nearby sword intent. This time he almost used all his strength.
However, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Even though he used it again, he still failed to find Ye Lingfeng's sword intention.
"What went wrong?" The old man murmured to himself, and immediately used his magic power to replay the scene when Ye Lingfeng entered here.
When he saw Ye Lingfeng's appearance, he couldn't help but be surprised. There was no resemblance to the boy from a hundred years ago. He was simply carved from the same mold.
It's just that he doesn't have time to think about that now. Although he is shocked, he can't tolerate himself missing any part.
Ye Lingfeng's body exploded, water splashed out in all directions, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere. The old man's eyes narrowed, and his figure disappeared in a flash.
When he reappeared, he was already in a dark and gloomy cave. Here, there was a sword pool with countless famous swords, whether they were famous swords in the mortal world or flying swords and magic weapons used by monks in the cultivation world, and Ye Lingfeng's sword intent was attached to a weapon filled with demonic energy.
"Good fellow, this boy is indeed the same as the boy from a hundred years ago. He is an extraordinary person. He actually wants to use his willpower to drive the Demonic Blade, and then absorb the power from it to regain consciousness. He is really audacious."
When the old man saw this, he couldn't help showing a look of disdain. However, when he thought that this young man looked the same as the young man from a hundred years ago, he swallowed what he wanted to say in an instant.
Because a hundred years ago, that young man had taught him a lesson: never look down on someone easily, because you don't deserve it.
"Yes, but this boy is obviously not the boy from a hundred years ago, but even if he is not, he must be closely related to him, otherwise he would not be so punctual. A hundred years is a hundred years."
The old man murmured to himself, he didn't dare to look down on anyone anymore, and he was the one who dared to escape from the Demonic Blade.
"It's just that he wants to regain consciousness in this way, resurrect himself and take over his body. God knows how many years it will take. Anyway, old man, I don't have much time. If you can wake up and accept my inheritance, it will not be in vain for me to help you. .”
The old man took a step forward and immediately formed a seal, and an extremely powerful sword intent burst out from the old man's body.
