I'm not immortal

Chapter 199 Shushan Sword Tomb. Empty?

There is a helicopter, so naturally there is no need to worry about connecting flights, the helicopter directly entered the territory of Shushan.

Jiang Qi looked at the towering mountain below, like a sword, and knew that this was the arrival of Mount Shu, and then his expression changed suddenly.

The helicopter passed directly through a formation in Shushan.

It has no effect, just a maze to isolate ordinary people.

It can make ordinary people unknowingly avoid the road into the interior of Shushan, and even if there are those who run in by mistake, they will be sent away.

But that was a human, now it's a helicopter.

Let's not talk about the number of bosses in Shushan who can fly with swords, but at least they are elders at that level, and it is impossible to run over to drive them away just for a helicopter.

After the helicopter landed on a flat place, Jiang Qi and Gu Qingyun got off the plane.

Then, the helicopter suddenly left. Although the pilot didn't know why his eldest lady brought a young man to this deep mountain and old forest, he also knew that he was just doing things for money, and he didn't say a word of nonsense.

I can only lament that rich people really know how to play.

"Two fellow Taoists, this is the border of Mount Shu. May I ask why you two came here with such great fanfare?"

Almost as soon as the helicopter left, a handsome young man in a pure white Taoist robe ran out from the nearby woods, with a long sword on his back.

The heroic young man looked at a man and a woman in front of him.

That man is a little bit more handsome than him, but that's it, his cultivation level seems to be a little bit, but he can't see it clearly, he should be just getting started like himself.

And that woman couldn't help but make the young man's eyes light up, and her words were a lot more polite.

"Two, I'm sorry, we don't see foreigners in Shushan, please follow me to the foot of the mountain."

Gu Qingyun didn't speak, and took a step back, signaling that Jiang Qi was the one who made the decision.

"I have a famous post, which is for the head of your faction."

Jiang Qi nodded with a smile, and took out the name card from Li Daoye from his arms.

"For the master?"

The young man didn't take it rashly, after thinking for a while, he took out a mobile phone from his pocket and made a call.

After a while, the young man put down the phone, raised his head and said, "The elders on duty invite you two to go up the mountain."

"Come with me."

Jiang Qi nodded, and led Gu Qingyun up Mount Shu.

After walking through a not-so-wide mountain road, Jiang Qi found graves not far away.

It looks similar to ordinary graves, but there is a sword stuck in each grave.

Some are very new, and some are already covered with rust, which seems to be broken in the next moment.

There are almost thousands of them.

"This is our sword mound in Shushan, and the people buried in it are all seniors who have mastered at least three levels of sword control."

While introducing, the young man looked longingly at those graves, and said longingly, "My greatest wish is to be buried here after I die."

For a moment, Jiang Qi didn't know whether he should wish him to achieve his wish as soon as possible.
Seeing that Jiang Qi and Gu Qingyun didn't speak, the young man continued showing off: "Have you seen those swords? Almost every sword has a spirituality, and if it meets a suitable person, it will buzz spontaneously."

"Buzz!"

"Yes! That's the voice. Let me tell you, it's very difficult for the spirit sword to recognize the master."

"Om!!"

"Who's phone vibrated?"

The young man was talking vigorously with his back to Jianzhong, but was interrupted by a louder buzzing sound.

Subconsciously looking back, his eyes widened.

There is a trick in Shushan called Wanjian Guizong, which almost only exists in the records of ancient books.

But now, the young man can guarantee that even if Wan Jian returns to the sect, he will not have the power and power in front of him now!
A series of new or old spirit swords shot up from the graves where they were originally inserted, shining all kinds of sword lights unscrupulously.

Jianzhong has eight handles of sword 910!
A number flashed through the young man's mind, and he looked at the spirit sword floating in front of his eyes.

If there is no nine hundred, there will be eight hundred, it is impossible to count!
The young man's legs were already shaking.

What exactly is going on? !
Could it be that I am that one-of-a-kind sword-practicing prodigy, the basic skills of the previous five or six years were just honing my temperament, and now the merits and virtues are complete, the sword bone is awakened, and the spirit sword is vying to recognize the master first? !

Lao Tzu is the Son of Destiny? !

The youth involuntarily began to associate it.

At this moment, spirit swords scrambled towards the direction of the young man!

The young man lifted his spirits and shouted, "Come on sword!"

Afterwards, the spirit swords rushed over the young man without stopping for even a second.

The young man's body was stiff, and he turned around slowly.

Among the two outsiders who went up the mountain, the woman who looked like a fairy was surrounded by countless spirit swords, layers of colorful sword lights, against which the woman seemed to be a real sword fairy.

Jiang Qi took two steps back silently, came to the young man, and asked curiously: "Brother, what did you say just now that the spirit sword recognizes the master? Is it very simple or something?"

"It's hard. I've only seen it once in the six years I've been on the mountain. A senior just died and his grandson inherited it. The shorter the time the original owner died, the easier it will be."

The young man answered blankly.

"So that's the case? Then which one of the original owners has been dead for the longest time?"

Jiang Qi nodded suddenly, it seems that it is also related to the gradual decline of spiritual energy, the older the stronger, the higher the vision, it's normal.

Then Jiang Qi curiously pointed to the spirit swords wandering around Gu Qingyun and asked.

Hearing this, the young man turned his head and glanced at the bare Jianzhong, with a half-smile on his face, which looked like a mask of pain.

"Is it still important?"

Jiang Qi: "."

He followed the young man's gaze and nodded involuntarily, as if it really didn't matter.

All the swords in Jianzhong seem to be here?
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

At this time, a laughing voice came from the sky.

Jiang Qi looked up, and saw an old man with a white beard stepping on a flying sword against the wind, coughing while being choked by the headwind, and still couldn't help laughing.

"Fuck!"

The next moment, the sword light fell to the ground, and the smile on the white bearded old man's face made people suspect that he had just given birth to triplets.

"Shushan Lingjian, there are only two kinds of people who can induce it, either disciples who have practiced Shushan swordsmanship, or ordinary people who have not practiced it before."

The old man glanced at the three people present, and saw the disciples of his own sect, as well as Jiang Qi who was cultivated, his eyes naturally fell on Gu Qingyun.

Then, the smile on the old man's face became brighter again.

He also speaks softly.

"But this little friend activated the spirit sword? Don't panic, little friend, Lingkunzi, the contemporary head of Shushan Mountain."

"Come, come, listen to the old way first, close your eyes, feel the emotions of the surrounding spirit swords, and choose the one that you find most pleasing to the eye."

The expression on the young man's face became even more distorted. Is this still the very grumpy head who exploded at a single point?

(End of this chapter)