Wild Dogs

Yang Fan carefully took out the small cauldron and then opened it.

"They even have weapons!"

Yang Fan excitedly took out a brand-new sword from the small cauldron.

What he put in before was a broken sword that was only half-finished.

That sword was not only ruined, but it was also a half-finished product.

Unexpectedly, when placed in the small cauldron, it turned into such a sharp sword.

Yang Fan gripped the sword and swung it forcefully.

With this sword, he had an extra tool for self-defense.

"This is just an ordinary discarded sword. Since the Sword Forging Valley is a sword tomb, there must be even more powerful discarded swords inside."

"If we could get a better piece of broken sword, Xiao Ding could definitely make it even stronger."

Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation.

"We need to find a way to go into the Sword Tomb and see if we can find that wooden sword."

Yang Fan was somewhat worried. What if he couldn't produce anything when he went down the mountain this month? How would he explain this to Master Beiming?

"Well, let's just take it one step at a time."

In the following days, Yang Fan dutifully helped out at the Forging Hall.

With his help, the forging hall produced a lot more weapons, which made Uncle Liu very satisfied with Yang Fan.

During this time, the Xuan Yang Grandmaster also came by. Hearing that Yang Fan's performance was quite good, he also praised him.

It was precisely because of Yang Fan's good performance that he became quite well-known in the Sword Forging Valley.

Even many disciples in the Qi Refining stage looked at him differently.

Through these people, Yang Fan learned more and more about the Sword Tomb.

Before their deaths, the sword cultivators of Qingyun Temple would leave their swords in the sword tomb, waiting for the next destined person.

Disciples of Qingyun Temple who specialize in swordsmanship can enter the Sword Tomb to select a suitable sword.

However, those particularly powerful swords are not something you can choose at will.

It was through these disciples that Yang Fan gained a basic understanding of the levels of these weapons.

"Ordinary weapons forged by the Forging Hall are called mortal weapons, which are generally used by disciples in the first three levels of the Qi Refining stage."

"Once you reach the third level of Qi Refining or above, the sect will bestow upon you a magical artifact, such as those flying swords."

"Once it becomes a magical artifact, you can infuse it with spiritual energy and control it using that energy; that's what a magical artifact is."

"This sword tomb contains mostly magical artifacts, and most sword cultivators go in to choose magical swords."

Listening to the disciples' explanations, Yang Fan became even more curious.

"Are there any weapons in that sword tomb that are stronger than magical artifacts?"

"Of course!"

One of the disciples proudly puffed out his chest.

"Above magic weapons are spiritual weapons. The Sword Tomb contains spiritual swords left by elders from generation to generation. It is said that some of these spiritual swords are even top-grade, much stronger than ordinary spiritual weapons."

A magical artifact?

Yang Fan muttered to himself.

I wonder what level of weapon the sword in the small cauldron is.

After chatting for a while, Yang Fan became increasingly curious about the Sword Tomb.

"What a pity, a Dan Tong like me is not qualified to enter the Sword Tomb."

Yang Fan sighed, and several Qi Refining stage disciples beside him immediately patted their chests in agreement.

"It's just going into the Sword Tomb, I'll take you for a look around in a bit!"

"However, you can't touch anything inside!"

Yang Fan was overjoyed.

If he could get a chance to enter the Sword Tomb, he could at least give some answers when the old Daoist Beiming asked him questions.

"Thank you very much, Senior Brother!"

Not long after, these Qi Refining stage disciples led Yang Fan toward the Sword Tomb.

There are some Qi Refining stage disciples from Sword Forging Valley guarding the entrance to the Sword Tomb.

After these people went over and explained the situation, the Qi Refining stage disciples guarding the gate hesitated for a moment before nodding.

"Okay, you can go in and take a look, but you'll have to come out as soon as possible if anyone comes."

Yang Fan nodded hurriedly, like a chick pecking at rice.

He came in just to take a look around.

As for finding the wooden sword, there's no rush; we need to plan it carefully.

The Forging Hall was very satisfied with his performance these past few days, and he will have the opportunity to come here again in the future.

We'll figure out a way to enter the Sword Tomb and search for it then.

Besides, he had previously obtained a talisman for escaping into the earth. If he could determine the approximate location of the wooden sword, he could use the talisman to enter again.

"Boom!"

The stone gate of the Sword Tomb slowly opened. Yang Fan suppressed his excitement and followed the other disciples into the entrance.

Behind the stone gate was a long passageway, with various pearls inlaid around it, illuminating the passageway brightly.

At the end of the passage, the others stopped.

Yang Fan walked to the front of the crowd and was immediately stunned.

There was no other reason than that a huge pool of swords lay before him!

Countless swords lay scattered inside.

Some of the swords were broken and rusted, but the murderous aura emanating from them was incredibly strong, clearly indicating that they had killed many people.

Some swords, even after countless years, still possess a captivating brilliance.

No wonder this place is called the Sword Tomb!

Almost all the treasured swords of the sword cultivators of Qingyun Temple throughout the ages are here.

"That's the Sword Testing Stone. All sword cultivators can use it to select their weapons."

One of the Qi Refining stage disciples said enviously, clearly wanting to get a weapon from here as well.

Yang Fan's gaze swept over all the swords.

He was so eager to find the wooden sword that he involuntarily took a step forward.

"Junior brother, be careful!"

A person nearby quickly grabbed him.

"Junior brother, don't be fooled by the calm and peaceful atmosphere here. There is a layer of restriction on this sword mound."

"Without a token from an elder, anyone who approaches this place without authorization will be eliminated by the restrictions above."

Yang Fan was startled and quickly took a step back.

No wonder the disciples guarding the gate dared to let them in so easily; it turns out they weren't afraid of them touching anything here.

"By the way, senior brother, didn't you say there were some top-grade spirit swords? Where are those top-grade spirit swords?"

Yang Fan asked, feigning curiosity.

"Over there, do you see those swords with sword light? Those are top-grade spirit swords."

Yang Fan looked in the direction the group was pointing.

Actually, he just wanted to see if there were any wooden swords over there, but after searching around those top-grade spirit swords, he still found nothing.

Those top-grade spirit swords were clearly extraordinary, and Yang Fan knew they were good things.

"I wonder what's so special about that wooden sword that makes the old Taoist priest so interested in it."

Yang Fan pondered for a moment and continued searching, but after searching around, he found nothing and became somewhat discouraged.

"Knock knock knock!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Everyone, someone's coming, come out quickly."

The guards outside urged them to come out quickly, and the group hurried out without delay.

As Yang Fan walked out, he glanced back at the sword mound behind him.

It's really not easy to get in here, and it's a real shame that I didn't find anything.

Just as he was about to turn his gaze away and leave, he suddenly felt a jolt in his heart and slowed his movements.

Just now, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a plain wooden sword lying among a pile of ordinary swords.

Although the wooden sword looked extremely ordinary, Yang Fan knew that it must be extraordinary to be valued so highly by the old Daoist Beiming.

"Let's go, Junior Brother Yang!"

The group turned around and saw Yang Fan still looking at the sword tomb, so they immediately urged him on.

"Okay, I'll be right there!"

Yang Fan reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

Although we didn't manage to get our hands on the wooden sword, at least we now know its location.

"Boom!"

The gate to the Sword Tomb opened, and the group immediately went out.

"Junior brothers, let's hurry up. Someone's come to choose a sword. If they see you inside, we won't be able to explain ourselves."

Several disciples guarding the gate hurriedly urged them to leave.

Yang Fan followed the Qi Refining stage disciples and headed towards the Forging Hall.

"Wait, stop right there!"

They had only taken a few steps when a cold shout came from the side.

The group stopped nervously, thinking that one of their senior martial uncles had come and discovered them.

"Yang Fan, weren't you in the Pill Hall? What are you doing in Sword Forging Valley?"

Hearing the voice sound familiar, Yang Fan looked up.

Mo Wen was staring at him with a look of astonishment.

"Hey, you have a path to heaven but choose not to take it, you've chosen to walk right into hell!"

Mo Wen walked over with a sinister grin.

"How dare you escape from the Pill Hall!"