You are not allowed to date a trainer.

Chapter 45 The Evil Spirit in the Sword
"Nai! Nai~Nai~"

Through Gardevoir's narration, the uncles understood the whole story: Qin Zhen did not leave on his own. After they left, the boy suddenly disappeared from the spot, suspected of having activated instant teleportation, so fast that even Gardevoir could not react.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Gu Changfeng suddenly jumped up in anger. "Perception, positioning, and teleportation—these are the three essential skills a psychic can master before teleporting. I've never seen a psychic teleport themselves during the perception phase!"

"Nai!"

"I'm sorry, Gardevoir. I'm not questioning you, but...but..." The Qingcheng Pavilion Master was nearly going crazy. He spun around for a while before suddenly bending down to the giant bear. "Please stay at the camp for the time being. I need to go down the mountain immediately and request support and send people into the mountains for a search and rescue."

He didn't even wait for the giant bear's reply before waving to his partner.

"Quick! Gardevoir! Come help me! Let's teleport directly to the foot of the mountain!"

At this moment, the giant bear suddenly took a step forward, and with its two paws, it accurately pressed down Gu Changfeng and Gardevoir who were about to teleport away. At this moment, a fierce anger rose from the giant bear's body, as heavy as a mountain, almost crushing people.

A piece of paper was handed to Gu Changfeng, with the pen strokes so sharp that the force could be seen through the back of the paper.

——Master of Qingcheng Pavilion, are you sure you want to let people into Siguniang Mountain at this time?
"You don't have super powers, so you may not understand what Qin Zhen just did."

Gu Changfeng took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Perceiving the terrain and confirming your own position and the target's position are necessary conditions for teleportation. But Qin Zhen used teleportation during the map perception stage. It's like a baby who is still learning pinyin suddenly reciting the Luoshen Fu from memory. It's completely unreasonable."

--so what?

"So there's only one explanation. That's Gardevoir and I were both mistaken. Qin Zhen doesn't actually possess superpowers, or the superpower fluctuations we sensed are just disguises and appearances. His true power hasn't awakened yet. In other words..."

Speaking of this, the corner of Gu Changfeng's eyes twitched unconsciously.

"I'm very likely to have... lost the next generation of champions in the Donghuang Alliance."

………………

The cold air hit Qin Zhen's face, and he shuddered. He suddenly opened his eyes, but it was still pitch black in front of him.

"It's dark? I've traveled through time again!?"

He was startled and stood up with his hands on the ground. When he stood up, he touched a long stick-like object, which was suspected to be an iron rod, so he picked it up and held it as a weapon for self-defense.

At this moment, Qin Zhen's chest shook slightly, and three red lights burst out, transforming into three figures in front of him, two small and one large.

"Chanai!"

"Wang!"

"Goooooo!"

Caterpillar tilted its head back and held a mouthful of flames, cleverly not spitting them out. The dim light of the flames illuminated the faces of Qin Zhen and the three elves, as well as the smooth stone walls behind their heads. They seemed to be in a huge and wide stone cave.

At this time, Qin Zhen finally felt a little relieved. Although he still didn't know where he was, his friends were still around, so he would not lack courage.

At the same time, with the firelight from the Growlithe's mouth, Qin Zhen also saw the shape of the long object in his hand. It was not an iron rod, but a broken sword that was broken in the middle. What he was holding in his hand now was the hilt. The sword had a broad and thick body and a tough edge, which showed that it was not a ceremonial object with a gorgeous shape, but a real weapon that was carried to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Qin Zhen waved the broken sword twice, then stared at the blue-black lines on the sword. He always felt that the sword was inexplicably familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

"Qin Zhen, where are we?" asked Teng Teng Snake.

"I don't know either." Qin Zhen took out his phone from his pocket, took a look, and then shook his head. "No signal. It looks like we should still be on the mountain, and most likely in the mountain's belly." "The mountain's belly? Will we be trapped in there and die?"

"That's not the case." Qin Zhen squatted down and stretched out his hand to the little snake. "Teng Teng Snake, give me a few blades of grass."

The vine snake blinked, and the flying leaf storm that had not yet been trained was activated, and two narrow blades of grass were condensed out.

Qin Zhen took the green grass and lit it with the flame of Growlithe. He stood the grass leaves upright, watched the flames drift to one side, and raised his eyebrows proudly at his companions.

"The direction of the wind is the exit." Qin Zhen casually threw down the broken sword in his hand, picked up his phone and led the way. "Follow me, this way."

Qin Zhen and his companions walked forward in the direction of the wind. What puzzled Qin Zhen was that this cave did not seem to be formed naturally. It was too straight and too easy to walk on. The high stone wall above their heads never lowered for a moment along the way, as if it was a trail specially opened for people to walk and exercise on rainy days.

The passage was not too long, and Qin Zhen easily led his companions to find the exit of the cave. The snow piled up at the entrance of the cave like a thick wall.

For the trainer, this was no big deal. Sparks and vine whips worked together, and soon the snow melted, and light poured in. Qin Zhen walked forward, standing at the entrance of the cave and overlooking the earth. He felt that everything under his feet seemed small, as if the world was a huge sandbox.

Yaomei Peak! That peak that looked like a giant silver sword! He was now standing on its blade!

At this moment, Teng Teng Snake gently pulled Qin Zhen's trouser leg with a serious tone.

"Qin Zhen, look back."

Qin Zhen turned his head as he was told, and then suddenly froze in shock.

As the snow at the entrance of the cave was cleared, light shone into the cave, illuminating the dark depths of the cave and allowing an incredible target to appear in his field of vision.

A huge fist mark, three meters high and square, at first glance you might even think it was the mark left by a heavy truck crashing into a mountain.

That was definitely not some kind of wonder of nature, but a manifestation of some terrifying power. The fist marks were deeply embedded in the stone wall, each finger was wider than Qin Zhen's waist, and each line clearly recorded the trajectory of the flow of power.

Qin Zhen stared blankly at the fist print deep in the cave. Yes, everything was explained, a completely unscientific and even fantastical explanation: why is this cave as straight and stable as if it was artificially dug? Because it was forcibly opened out with a fist as big as the front of a heavy truck.

But what kind of being could deliver such a formidable punch? Its mighty force could even pierce the snowy mountains, leaving behind a massive tunnel wide enough for people to walk through.

And what kind of terrifying existence could become such a powerful enemy?

Could it be that the legend that the uncle told about the hero Jinguan and the evil god of the snow mountain is true?

In a trance, Qin Zhen noticed a sword, a broken sword that was broken in the middle. It lay quietly at his feet, and the blue-black sword body reflected pure, blue light under the sunlight.

But at this moment, Qin Zhen's face suddenly changed. He recognized this sword. He was holding this broken sword to protect himself in the depths of the cave just now, but why did it appear here?

A terrible chill suddenly hit his heart, and Qin Zhen took a step back. His hiking boots stepped into the thick snow, making a dull "crunch" sound.

Something was moving in the snow... No, it was the snow itself! At the call of some mysterious force, the snow on the mountain came alive, rushing into the cave and wrapping around the broken sword.

The story of Ou Yezi was recorded in Volume 11 of Yue Jue Shu. He was a true master craftsman and was responsible for making eight of the ten famous swords. Legend has it that when he decided to forge a sword, the God of Thunder hammered the iron, the Goddess of Rain poured water, the dragon held the furnace, and the Emperor of Heaven loaded the charcoal. However, this legendary swordsmith sighed deeply while forging the sword: Every time I forge a sword, I forge one evil.

The sword is a murderous weapon, a disaster born with the desire to "take people's lives". People believe that those swords that kill are inhabited by ominous evil spirits. The blade is both a tool for them to grind their teeth and suck blood, and a seal to suppress them. Therefore, a sword that has killed people must never be broken. If it is broken, it means that the evil spirits will lose control and escape, and from then on there will be nothing in the world that can restrain them.

The wind howled violently, and the white snow gathered and solidified, turning into a slender beast shape.

At this point, the evil spirit in the sword opened its eyes towards Qin Zhen.

(End of this chapter)