Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 428 The Domain of the Remnant Sword
Under the dark sky, on a barren and desolate plain, various sword fragments and broken swords can be seen everywhere.Large or small mounds of soil are distributed randomly, and only after a closer look can one find that the mounds are completely composed of swords.Farther away, a towering sword mountain can be vaguely seen.

Liu Qinghuan stretched out a hand and grabbed a strand of white silk that floated in front of him.

Baisi twisted in his hand, and suddenly condensed into a small sword, fiercely piercing his fingers, leaving only a light white mark on the tough skin.

Lele moved her head closer: "Turning Qi into silk, the sword Qi inside is so powerful."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and drew a sword wire, but this one was red.

And above this desolate wilderness, there are sword threads of various colors floating everywhere.

Liu Qinghuan said: "Let's go."

The three stepped forward, there was a slight rustling sound under their feet, and fine stones and gravel rolled around their feet.

"Look!" Lele said suddenly, pointing to a long black sword stuck on top of a pile of swords they passed by.

Unexpectedly, this sound was a bit loud, and the surrounding swords all turned to this side!
The three of them were startled at the same time, and Lele was so frightened that he immediately covered his mouth.

Liu Qinghuan had a strange feeling of being scrutinized by many eyes. Those swords looked like they were about to move, as if they were about to attack in the next moment, but I don't know if they were afraid of their strength, and they looked scared again.

At this time, with a sound of "Zheng", the black long sword on the sword pile suddenly pulled itself out of the sword pile, turned into a black lightning and slashed straight at Lele!

Yan Hua took a step forward to stand in front of Lele, and slapped out with a palm unceremoniously, and saw the black long sword whine, flew backwards under the wind of the palm, and plunged into the stone ground next to it with a puff , It didn't stop until it was halfway into the sword body, and the exposed part trembled slightly, making a small humming sound.

"Hey!" Lele exclaimed in surprise, then quickly silenced, and said via voice transmission: "Yan Mutou, what are you doing! Look how pitiful that sword is, it's crying to me."

Yan Hua hurriedly said: "Junior Sister, it is too weak and not suitable for you."

Liu Qinghuan also said: "Let's go in, the swords outside are relatively weak."

Lele glanced at the black long sword again, a little bit reluctant: "Then don't hit it, it's so pitiful."

Yan Hua said helplessly: "Junior Sister, have you forgotten that everyone in this Remnant Sword Realm has only one chance to enter, and can only choose one sword. If you hold its hilt, it means you have chosen it, and you can choose it later. When they meet good ones, they will no longer agree with you."

Lele pouted: "What kind of broken rules! Could it be that if I take a fancy to one first and then look at a better one, can't I change it?"

"No. The sword here is full of spirituality. If you choose it and discard it, it will get angry, and then you will be besieged by other swords."

The three of them talked through sound transmission, and slowly walked through the piles of swords.

It was the first time Liu Qinghuan saw so many swords gathered together, long and short, straight and curved, thick and thin, some were rusty, some were bright and clean, and many were broken .

The momentum of each sword is also different, some are violent and fierce, some are arrogant and indifferent, arranged according to strength, the bottom of each sword stack is the weakest, and the top one is the strongest Yes, like a king standing at the pinnacle.

At the same time, the sword piles don't seem to be living in harmony with each other. They once passed by two sword piles that were inseparable from each other. All kinds of swords cut at each other as if there was a deep hatred, and Lele refused to leave. up.

The final result is that the winning side, Qiqi, who is arrogant and arrogant, utters a loud sword cry, while the losing side is desperate and flees, and those who do not escape are depressed like a defeated rooster, and are crushed in the pile of swords lowest.

interesting!
Liu Qinghuan came to the conclusion that the three people who had finished watching the play continued to move forward contentedly, and discussed enthusiastically for a long time through sound transmission.

He also deeply understood the meaning of the phrase "swords choose people". Because of their strength, they attracted many swords that were "overestimated" like the black long sword, and rushed over to them.

However, after the sword chooses a person, there is another way that a person chooses the way.As long as you don't agree with yourself, defeat it and don't accept it.

Liu Qinghuan slapped another sword flying towards him, and said helplessly, "Let's speed up."

Lele and Yan Hua naturally had no objection, the speed of the three of them increased sharply, and they went to the depths of the Canjian Domain.

The pile of swords around was getting bigger and bigger, and the momentum of each sword was getting stronger and stronger, until they all felt a sense of oppression, and then stopped.

Yan Hua thought for a while, and said, "Friend Liu Daoist, why don't we just search separately here?"

Liu Qinghuan thought about it, it would be more convenient to be alone. Anyway, if you want a sword here, you have to rely on yourself, and others can't help.

But Lele didn't do it: "Why are you separated? It's so exciting to walk together."

Yan Hua said: "Junior Sister, the three of us are getting in the way when we are together. Look at the swords in front, which one is comparable to a magic weapon, it will fight with great momentum, and others can't help but just watch. It's better to go separately, the efficiency is faster."

Liu Qinghuan looked at Yan Hua in surprise.He still remembers when he met the two of them back then, Yan Hua was like Lele's follower most of the time, when Lele said what he wanted to do, he mostly pampered him.Unexpectedly, when they met again, their way of getting along had changed a lot.

Lele pouted, but obeyed her senior brother without saying anything, and happily ran to the other side in a blink of an eye: "Haha, then I'm leaving, you don't want to follow!"

"Slow down." Yan Hua shouted, got up to catch up, and left a sentence: "Brother Liu, I'll go and look at that girl. If you find the Queen of the Sword, you don't have to wait for us, we will be outside the Sword Domain by then. Small market meeting."

Liu Qinghuan responded and watched the two of them disappear among the tall piles of swords.

The surroundings fell silent, and occasionally there was a crisp or deep sword cry in the wind.

Liu Qinghuan stood for a while, closed her eyes amidst the complicated sword intent, and opened them after a long while.

Stepping forward, the pace was still very slow, and his eyes flicked across the surrounding swords one by one.

What he needs is a sword that can perfectly use the Bazi Jianjue, but he has no idea what this sword looks like.

He looked to the left, a long red sword stood tall on the pile of swords, exuding extremely high temperature with enthusiasm.To his gaze, it wobbled, and then proudly turned away the "sight".

But in front on the right side, there is a light blue spirit sword "looking at" him, its warm aura flashes and flashes, and it emits a low clear cry.

Liu Qinghuan shook her head, and walked past it without looking sideways.

(End of this chapter)