Longevity Immortal Mansion Time Dragon Seat

Chapter 176

Chapter 178 Sword Emperor's Way of the Sword


Hua Xiaoxiao looked at his pale and haggard cheeks, feeling distressed.

"You're welcome, it's okay, you were the one who took care of us at the time of crisis just now." Hua Xiaoxiao said softly, her hand gently patted his back, hoping to reduce the pain in Zhang Yu's body in this way.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yu's mouth, and his body recovered a lot, not as weak as before.

Hua Xiaoxiao put away the pill, her eyes were shining, she looked at the sky, then turned to look at Zhang Yu, and asked: "Zhang Yu, your dragon blood is really amazing. Just now Did you also rely on the power of the Dragon Clan to win that giant python?"

Looking at her serious expression, Zhang Yu smiled slightly and said, "Well, that's right."

When Hua Xiaoxiao heard his definite answer, she couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm just saying, how could it be such a coincidence. It's incredible that your dragon blood can improve your strength. I wonder if this is related to you Experience matters."

"Yes." Zhang Yu nodded, recalling the first time he participated in the game of Changsheng Xianfu on Earth.

"However, at that time, my realm was too low, and I was too weak to defeat the powerful python. Fortunately, I met Wang Yun, otherwise"

He didn't dare to imagine how thrilling that terrifying battle was.

Zhang Yu's heart was full of emotions.

Wang Yun's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

"I don't know how she is now?"

When Hua Xiaoxiao heard what Zhang Yu said, her eyes shone with joy, "Zhang Yu, you are so emotional, let's get out of here quickly, look, this place is too dangerous."

"It should be safe for the time being." Zhang Yu said with difficulty.

Zhang Yu sat on the ground.

There was a bit of fatigue on his face, and his body was drenched with a layer of sweat, but he didn't have the slightest intention to stop.

He took out a few elixirs from the storage ring. These elixirs exuded a strong medicinal fragrance and looked like pearls, crystal clear.

He put the elixir into his mouth, and after chewing for a while, a wave of warm energy quickly spread out, warming his tired body.

He closed his eyes, breathed steadily and deeply, and began to meditate to recover.

Hua Xiaoxiao stood beside him, she was wearing a light gauze dress, like a fairy.

She stared at Zhang Yu, her eyes were full of worry and concern.

She gently stroked Zhang Yu's back, giving him silent support and encouragement.

In this dark scene, Zhang Yu exuded a faint light all over his body, his breathing gradually stabilized, and the fatigue on his face slowly dissipated.His state of mind also became calm, and he knew that he needed to practice quietly and restore his physical strength in order to better face the challenges ahead.

Time passed quietly, Zhang Yu slowly opened his eyes, and he felt that his body had fully recovered.

He stood up, full of anticipation and determination for the future.

"I'm almost recovered, thank you." Zhang Yu said firmly.

"The two of us are quietly exploring in the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum, observing carefully to see if there are any hidden clues." Zhang Yu said softly, with a hint of determination and curiosity in his eyes.

Hua Xiaoxiao nodded silently, her eyes revealed a hint of vigilance, and she also felt the powerful power contained in this mausoleum, which made her inexplicably excited and frightened.

The two slowly stepped into the gate of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum, and an ancient and mysterious aura rushed over.

The sound of their footsteps echoed in the empty hall, as if awakening the ancient souls that had been sleeping for a long time.

The walls of the hall are covered with ancient scrolls, which depict the legendary deeds of the Sword Emperor, and the lifelike characters seem to jump off the paper.Zhang Yu stared at the scroll, savoring every stroke and every painting carefully, as if he could hear the breathing of the sword emperor and the sound of the sword qi rising.

Hua Xiaoxiao walked to the center of the hall. She looked around and suddenly found a beautiful mural on the top of the hall.This mural depicts the construction process of the Sword Emperor Mausoleum, from the chiseling of the stone to the placement of the last stone, each stone is carved lifelike, as if it has its own soul.

"There seems to be some secrets hidden in this mural." Hua Xiaoxiao said softly, she stretched out her slender fingers to gently touch the patterns on the mural, trying to find some clues.

At this moment, the ground of the hall suddenly began to vibrate, and a huge stone door slowly opened, revealing a faint light.Zhang Yu and Hua Xiaoxiao exchanged meaningful glances, and they walked towards Shimen resolutely.

The stone door opened slowly, and a strong air flow rushed towards the face, carrying a dull breath.

The two squinted their eyes and tried hard to resist the impact of the air current. They entered a mysterious passage.

On both sides of the passage are towering stone pillars with intricate and exquisite patterns carved on them.

In the space between the pillars, there is a layer of faint mist floating, exuding bursts of delicate fragrance.

"What kind of fragrance is this?" Hua Xiaoxiao asked curiously.

"It should be the aroma of a special plant in the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum." Zhang Yu speculated, he reached out and picked a leaf, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it gently, "It really is a rare herbal medicine that can calm the nerves." role."

The two continued to move forward in the passage, and more and more fog filled the air, forming a mysterious fog.

They walked through it cautiously, touching the soft plants from time to time, feeling the healing power emanating from them.

Suddenly, a majestic stone bridge appeared in the mist, and clumps of faint blue flowers grew sparsely on the bridge.

These flowers bloom beautifully and exude an intoxicating fragrance.

Zhang Yu and Hua Xiaoxiao stopped and stared at the scene in front of them.

There was awe and surprise in their eyes, and they realized that this sword emperor's mausoleum was not only a tomb, but also a mysterious and beautiful world.

Their physical and spiritual exploration has just begun, and they are determined to uncover the secrets of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum and explore the hidden power and wisdom.

Going forward, a huge pit appeared in front of my eyes.

This pit is bottomless, and there is an ancient and mysterious atmosphere in the darkness.

Approaching the edge of the pit, I saw that the bottom of the pit was filled with all kinds of swords.

Each sword has a unique shape and decoration, and they seem to be from different eras and cultures.

Zhang Yu stared at the swords, one in particular caught my attention.

Its blade is inlaid with gemstones and shimmers faintly.

The hilt is engraved with mysterious runes, exuding a sacred and majestic aura.

I stretched out my hand, trying to touch the sword, but suddenly felt a strong force coming from the bottom of the pit, pushing me away.

At this moment, a figure rushed out from the bottom of the pit and stood in front of me.

He is a warrior in armor and holds a sword.

His eyes were cold and sharp, revealing an inviolable majesty.

He slowly raised his sword and pointed it at me, as if warning me not to come any closer.

Zhang Yu felt an invisible force transmitted to his body, making him dare not cross this boundary.

Zhang Yu took a few steps back, maintaining a posture of awe.

This pit, this sword burial pit, is not just a simple underground tomb, but an ancient and mysterious ritual place.

Zhang Yu and Hua Xiaoxiao stared at this mysterious warrior, who exuded an otherworldly aura.

His armor was inlaid with precious gemstones, which shone with strange light.

His sword hilt is carved with ancient runes, exuding a mysterious power.

There seemed to be endless wisdom and experience hidden in his eyes.

Zhang Yu and Hua Xiaoxiao felt the energy of this warrior silently, as if they could hear his heartbeat and breathing.

I feel a sense of awe and respect for his presence as a witness to the ancient history of this land.

Around this sword burial pit, there are still some broken stone tablets and stone carvings.

They depict unknown stories and legends, but the words have become blurred and illegible over time.

These steles and stone carvings seem to be the commemoration and respect of the ancient people for this sword burial pit.

Zhang Yu silently bowed to this land, feeling this ancient and mysterious power.

This sword burial pit is not just a pit, but the sword intent of the Sword Emperor's lifelong swordsmanship.

It has witnessed the glory and sacrifice of countless swordsmen, and it also carries their courage and faith.

Zhang Yu smiled and said to Hua Xiaoxiao beside him: "It seems that if we defeat this warrior, we may be able to choose the sword that the Sword Emperor has used in his life." Her voice was as sweet as a clear spring, and she seemed to have expectations for the future .

Hua Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, feeling Zhang Yu's encouragement, and decided to face this powerful enemy with him.

They exchanged a tacit understanding, determined to write firmly in each other's eyes.

Then, the two of them worked together, took firm and steady steps, and rushed towards the warrior.

Zhang Yu tightly held the Ice Soul Sword in his hand, and the blade exuded a sharp chill.

His body was straight, and there was a sharp killing intent in his eyes.

He took a big step, and his footsteps stepped on the rocks rhythmically, making a low echo.

When the two rushed in front of the warrior, Hua Xiaoxiao turned around deftly, showing her elegant figure with a graceful dance step.

The sword in her hand danced, and the light of the sword flickered, falling like petals.

Her figure is like a gust of wind, quickly and nimbly shuttling between the warrior's attacks, sometimes dodging and sometimes attacking.

Zhang Yu concentrated on fighting the samurai.

His sword skills are sharp and accurate, and every swing of the sword carries an invincible power.

He is flexible, sometimes soaring into the air, and sometimes retreating like lightning, showing his extraordinary skill and wit.

The sword moves between him and the samurai intertwined, the sword shadows criss-crossed, and the air was filled with the smell of sword energy.

The battle was in full swing, and the two sometimes fought side by side, sometimes separately.

Their eyes are full of desire for victory and longing for the future.

They constantly adjusted their tactics and cooperated tacitly, striving to subdue the samurai.

Finally, their hard work paid off.

With an exquisite coordination, Hua Xiaoxiao's sword pierced through the warrior's line of defense, while Zhang Yu's sword cut off the warrior's weapon.

The samurai's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground in disbelief.

The wind gradually died down, leaving only the sound of their breathing.

Hua Xiaoxiao looked at the warrior who fell on the ground, with the joy of victory in his smile.

And Zhang Yu relaxed his body, feeling the satisfaction brought by the victory.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with celebration of victory.

They walked to the side of the warrior tacitly, and their fingers lightly touched the sword on his body.

It was the sword that the Sword Emperor used to use. It was heavy and exuded an unparalleled majesty and power.

They smiled tacitly and held the sword in their hands.

This is a symbol of their victory, but also a tribute to the Sword Emperor.

At this time, a message left by the Sword Emperor rushed into the minds of the two of them like a shock wave.

They feel as if they are in a majestic and ancient mountain range.

The towering peaks rose up in front of their eyes, like a majestic sword tower, exuding an extremely powerful aura.

The Sword Emperor fought in all directions throughout his life, and obtained countless precious swords, all of which he conquered with his own hands in the battle of blood and fire.

Every sword has accompanied the Sword Emperor through countless battlefields and witnessed his victory and glory.

After being used in the hands of the Sword Emperor, these precious swords acquired the sword intent of the Sword Emperor, as if they were infused with souls.

These treasured swords contain various comprehensions of the way of the sword, each of which is the crystallization of the sword emperor's painstaking efforts for many years.

They exude bright light, as if telling the battle and wisdom of the Sword Emperor.

Standing in the middle of the sword burial pit, the two couldn't help but fall in love with it.

They observed each sword carefully and found that they had different shapes and shone with mysterious light like stars.

The handle of the sword is engraved with various exquisite patterns, as if telling the legendary story of the sword emperor.

The two stretched out their fingers and lightly touched the blade of the sword, feeling a weak and quiet force.

Suddenly, the palms of the two trembled violently, and they felt a strong force gushing out from the sword and injecting it directly into their bodies.

Magnificent scenes appeared in front of their eyes, as if traveling in the long river of time.

In these scenes, the two saw the figure of the Sword Emperor, holding the sword high, breaking the enemy in the flames, galloping on the battlefield without fear.

His sword intent is as powerful as a storm, and every swing of the sword can bring a devastating blow.

The two seemed to be able to feel the firmness and determination of the Sword Emperor, and their eyes shone with desire and awe for the way of the sword.

They know that only by defeating the sword intent in these treasured swords can they truly gain a comprehension of the way of the sword.

So, the two began to concentrate on confronting these swords.

They waved the swords in their hands and turned into disciples of the Sword Emperor, as if they were intertwined with the sword.

Every swing of the sword is full of strength and spirituality, and every attack contains an understanding of the way of the sword.

Their movements became more and more proficient, and their sword moves became more and more exquisite.

Every cell in their bodies seemed to be infected by sword intent, and their eyes shone with firm and fiery light.

(End of this chapter)