When Cheng Qichuan jumped into the river, his vision went dark, and then the breath he was holding in his mouth disappeared inexplicably. "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot maybes, hoo, hoo!" Cheng Qichuan fluttered a few times, then couldn't flop anymore. He was so groggy that he never woke up. At this time, he only had one thought in his mind: "You damn bitch, my reputation will be ruined in the hands of a dog!"
After a long, long time, Cheng Qichuan narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head, still feeling drowsy. He stood up staggeringly. He was in a very bad state now. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything. He moved his nose first and sniffed the air around him. What hit him was a strong smell of blood and stench. The rotten smell. The smell of blood was particularly strange, as if two kinds of blood smells were mixed together: one was ordinary human blood, and the other was very familiar to him. It was exactly the same as the blood smell in the blood pool in the ice cave that day. !
"Damn it, it stinks!" Cheng Qichuan couldn't help but cover his nose. His mind had been groggy and he couldn't wake up, as if he was born to reject this place. It was still pitch black with no light at all, so the first priority should be to find a place to escape. He groped around in the pitch-black void, and as he groped, he came across a hard object. It was cold, rough, and a little long. This feeling was strange, but I didn’t know what it was for the moment, so I touched it up again.
"Hiss!" Cheng Qichuan hissed softly, and there was a stinging pain in his hand. It must have been cut by something sharp. Just when he was about to raise his hand to touch somewhere else, his eyes suddenly felt a sharp sting that made him unable to open his eyes. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes. It turned out that this place was lit up, but when he saw what he touched clearly, he couldn't help but startled!
At this time, Cheng Qichuan was touching a thick white bone. The white bone could be seen as an arm, and he was holding a rusty iron sword tightly in his hand. The dark blood stains were still vaguely visible on the sword's edge!
Cheng Qichuan was so frightened that he jumped up, screamed, and then his legs went limp and he fell to the ground. Even though this was the second time he saw such a bloody scene, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, followed by a trace of nausea in his throat, and he spat it out.
He looked around and couldn't help spitting out another mouthful. This is a natural cave. There is a bottomless tunnel in front of you, where the nameless light converges into a white spot. The rock wall was covered with scratches one after another, as if it had been through a terrible fight. Look at the ground covered with white bones, skulls, arm bones, and some other bones that cannot be seen clearly. Then why can't you see clearly? That's because there is still some rotten meat that has not rotted, it can be said to be a bloody mess!
"It's really a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!" Cheng Qichuan looked at the scene in front of him and finally calmed down. Again, the top priority is to find a place to escape. So he stood up and walked towards the bottomless tunnel.
Although this tunnel is bottomless, you can't feel how far it is when walking. It only takes about four or five seconds to walk the seemingly hundreds of feet. At the end, a sword with cold light was inserted upside down into the boulder. Even standing a few feet away, Cheng Qichuan could still feel the terrifying and unrivaled sword intent emanating from the sword!
Looking to the side, a complete white skeleton is sitting cross-legged with its hands transformed into "armour". This white skeleton was wearing tattered Chinese clothes, and there was an unspeakable aura exuding from its brows. This feeling seemed to come from a hundred years ago, which made Cheng Qichuan feel awe, so he bent down and bowed: "Junior Cheng Qichuan, it is very offensive to intrude here unintentionally. I hope senior can forgive me!"
Cheng Qichuan sat down on the ground and turned his hands into "armour", trying to comprehend the cold sword intent. But what happened was counterproductive, the cold sword intent was too overbearing, like an unruly dragon. Cheng Qichuan stole the chicken but failed to lose the rice. Instead, he was injured by the sword and vomited a mouthful of blood.
At this time, a sentence came out of nowhere: "Boy, you have good courage!" The person who spoke seemed to be extremely old.
Cheng Qichuan was startled by the sudden sound, and quickly stood up, looking around with increased vigilance.
"Don't look, I'm here!" Suddenly there was another child-like shout.
Cheng Qichuan looked for the sound, and the source of the sound turned out to be the sword!
"That's right, it's me with this sword!" The young man's voice came from the sword again.
Hearing this, Cheng Qichuan was stunned for a while, then recovered and saluted the sword again: "Junior Cheng Qichuan, do you dare to ask, is Senior Sword the spirit of the legendary magical weapon?"
That's right, it's the spirit of a magic weapon. According to legend, an artifact forged from precious materials, coupled with years of incense offerings, and the source of life crystals in the far north, can give birth to a magic weapon spirit with a small probability. It can be said that It's one in a million. Taking into account time, in this era when Confucianism has declined, Taoism has been divided into three, Buddhism has closed its doors, and the world is in chaos, there has been no object with the spirit of a magic weapon for more than 20 years.
"You can say that!" The sword made a child-like voice again.
"Um...senior, can you use a normal voice?" Cheng Qichuan cupped his hands, feeling very impatient listening to this strange voice.
"Isn't this very mysterious?" The voice of an old man came out of the sword, very calmly.
"Seriously, it's weird!"
"Okay then, this is my original voice!" A beautiful woman's voice came from the sword: "Do you want to understand the meaning of my sword?"
"Yes, senior, we are really destined to meet each other in this place. Why don't you pass on what you have learned throughout your life to me?" Cheng Qichuan smiled, with a greedy look on his face.
"Are you asking me?" The sword exuded a chilling tone as he spoke.
Cheng Qichuan blocked it with his hand and said calmly: "Senior, if you want to kill me, just kill me! But you should also know that with the secrecy of this place, if you kill me, you don't know if someone will come again in the year of the monkey. Senior, you are willing to A lifetime of inheritance buried here?"
Hearing this, the sword erupted with an even more violent killing intent: "Do you think I really dare not kill you?"
"I have no doubt that senior can kill me, but I am not willing to give in and watch this peerless sword buried here!" Cheng Qichuan's eyes were firm.
"Oh, that's all!" The sword sighed: "You are the only one in this world who has such courage, and I am the only one who can tolerate you!" After saying this, he put away his murderous intention and said in a calm tone: " My name is Luo Shenjian, you can call me Luo Shen!"
