chapter 9 The magic sword has gone through many vicissitudes of life

The temperature inside the sword tomb is extremely low, and a moon formed by Taoism hangs in the sky. The weak moonlight shines on the ground, adding a bit of eerie feeling to the sword tomb.

This round of the moon is dark red, and its light falls on the three-foot green front with dim luster, and the reflection is mottled.

A gust of cold wind came from nowhere, and there seemed to be a faint desolate sound following it.

"There is such a secret place underground in Linglong Tower."

Michael York had studied Linglong Tower for many years in his previous life, but he had never discovered that there was a cave at the bottom of the tower. He was surprised.

There are thousands of sharp swords inserted in the sword tomb. Some swords are rusty, some are turned into ashes, and some have lost their aura.

"Sword Rhythm!"

Michael York looked at each three-foot green blade with dim luster, and could see the sword charm remaining on its blade. In other words, every sword here is a rare treasure in the world, giving birth to its own spiritual wisdom.

I don't know how many years have passed, but the sword cannot withstand the erosion of time, slowly loses its edge, and its aura returns to nothingness.

Michael York raised his head and looked forward, where there was a stone tablet.

Michael York walked forward for a while and saw clearly the words engraved on the three-meter-high quilt. He was shocked in his heart.

The stone tablet is engraved with: "I traveled all over the mountains and rivers, looking for more than 37,000 spiritual swords, wielding the sword for eternity, looking for immortal traces."

This stone tablet must also be a trace left by the first owner of Linglong Tower.

Use the sword to live forever, looking for the traces of immortality.

But, are there really immortals in the world?

Michael York asked himself.

In his previous life , Michael York reached the pinnacle, suppressed his entire life, and ruled the world. Even so, Michael York could not find any trace of the so-called immortal.

Michael York slowly went deep into the core of the sword tomb and found that many swords had lost their aura, just like the flowers, grass and trees had dried up.

"That is......"

Michael York saw a few faint lights flickering at the core of the Sword Tomb. He looked intently and his expression changed.

In the center of the pile of swords, there are three swords stuck in them, each with its own merits.

Michael York walked over without any hindrance. Every sword was

The sword on the left is engraved on the stone tablet: "The name of the sword is Han Qing. It was made from broken wood when I was young. After hundreds of battles with me, I transformed from the ordinary to the Tao."

Hanqing Sword, the sword is three feet long and is a wooden sword, with a faint sword power emanating from it. If the sword is unsheathed, I don't know how terrifying the power will be.

The stone tablet in the middle reads: "After practicing Taoism for seven hundred years, I came to the realm of a saint alone. Holding this sword and discussing Taoism in the world, it is difficult to find a rival in the world. The name of the sword - Gu Shang."

The Gushang Sword is completely black, with a faint blue mark in the center of the blade, which is extremely cold. Michael York just took one look and knew that this sword was the ultimate Taoist weapon in the world, and it could become a sect-suppressing treasure if placed in any top holy land.

Standing alone in the cold river, I enjoy myself alone. Being on the top of a mountain, it’s extremely cold at high altitudes.

Michael York seemed to see the back of the original owner of Linglong Tower standing on the top of the mountain with a sword in his hand. There was no rival among his peers, and the invincible loneliness came like a cold wind, biting to the bone.

The stone tablet on the right: "I have been searching for immortals for tens of thousands of years. I dare to ask the sky, is there an immortal in the palace in the sky?"

The sword has no name and is oddly shaped.

Because this sword is a broken sword, it is obvious that a part is missing. However, even with one missing piece, the sword on the right looks much more terrifying than the other two swords.

"With the tens of thousands of swords in the sword tomb, these three swords have been nourished to survive the erosion of endless years. What a great gesture!"

Michael York glanced around and exclaimed.

The actual function of this sword tomb is to protect the aura of the three swords and prevent them from being erased by the power of time.

"Who is the owner of Linglong Tower?"

Michael York thought that when he was at his peak in his previous life, he was far inferior to the owner of Linglong Tower, and he was full of curiosity.

Michael York looked at the three swords in front of him and fell into deep thought.

At this moment, a jade slip floated in front of Michael York. This jade slip is the sword-controlling technique located on the first floor of the Linglong Tower.

Michael York looked at the jade slip in front of him and subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab it.

But when Michael York just took action, Yu Jian made a stream of light and ran away, avoiding it.

The next moment, the jade slip appeared in the sky above a sword, and exuded a gentle Taoist rhyme, as if guiding Michael York to come over.

"Do you want me to draw this sword?"

Michael York understood the meaning of the jade slips, to be precise, it meant the Linglong Tower.

The spiritual wisdom of Linglong Tower opened the secret realm at the bottom of the tower, allowing Michael York to come here.

Looking at Han Qingjian who was more than ten meters away, Michael York was stunned for a moment and took steps slowly.

Michael York guessed correctly, these three swords were all left by the original owner of Linglong Tower. Now that Linglong Tower wants Michael York to inherit one of the swords, it is clear that it truly recognizes Michael York's identity and wants to let these swords bloom again.

Michael York walked to the side of Han Qingjian and slowly grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand. Han Qingjian trembled slightly, seeming to be a little repelled. But when the jade slip emitted part of the Taoist rhyme, Han Qingjian regained his composure.

"It looks like you can really pull out this sword."

Michael York said in his heart and started to exert force.

With Michael York's exertion, the Han Qing Sword that was only inserted into the ground began to loosen.

Clang!

The moment Han Qingjian was pulled out by Michael York, the entire sword tomb trembled violently, and many rotten and rusty swords were shattered into pieces by the burst of power.

Michael York held the Han Qing Sword and was not counterattacked by it. He even had a special connection with the Han Qing Sword. Obviously, all this is because of Linglong Tower.

Buzz——

The Hanqing Sword has been silent for countless years. Now it has awakened. The sword is extremely powerful and the Tao roars.

At the same time, the jade slip containing the Taoist sword skills flew into Michael York's hands, and all the Taoist sword skills recorded in the jade slip were absorbed by Michael York.

Michael York current cultivation level is too low, and he has received so many sword techniques that he has a splitting headache.

boom!

Michael York opened his eyes and found that his consciousness was transported to reality.

Immediately afterwards, Michael York found that the general outline and formula of the sword-controlling Taoist formula appeared in his mind. It carried the rhyme of the Tao, and the practice would definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

"My cultivation level has improved a bit."

Linglong Pagoda did not absorb all the power of Lingyang Grass, leaving part of the spiritual energy to transfer into Michael York's body, causing Michael York to return to the late stage of body refining.

With a thought in his mind, Michael York took out the Hanqing Sword directly from the Linglong Tower in the consciousness space. The rhyme of the sword surged, causing strange phenomena in the world.

A vortex of glow appeared in the sky above the entire Yundong City, and the purple air stretched for tens of thousands of miles.