Breaking the Day

Li Chengfeng excitedly followed the big brother through the long gorge to the deepest part of Wanjian Mountain: Wanjian Valley.

Li Chengfeng imagined this place countless times last night, but never once shocked him as much as before!

Rather than saying that this is a valley, it is better to say that this is another world. It seems to be isolated from the rest of the world. Li Chengfeng looked up and saw a huge and dark sky above his head. This sky was like a bright Milky Way with twinkling stars. Li Chengfeng’s mouth was stunned. In this bright galaxy, there are countless various swords slowly swimming in the galaxy. They gather together, like a giant sleeping while drifting in the galaxy. Dragon.

Li Chengfeng glanced at it. This "great dragon" was extremely majestic, with a length of 100 meters. It was swimming slowly. The swords collided with each other when they were swimming in the air, making a metal sound. There are so many, so dense, that it sounds like waves of waves.

Beneath this sky, there are a piece of sword tomb bag after another. These tombs are densely packed and stretched away, making the entire valley look pitted and terrifying, and the air in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords is full of silence.

"Is this the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords?" Li Chengfeng was horrified, not only for the jaw-dropping starry sky and the floating sword dragon in the sky, but also for the countless heroes of the hidden sword pavilion on the ground.

"Here is the place where every predecessor of the hidden sword pavilion finally rests..." The big brother looked at everything in front of him with complicated eyes. "One day, I will be buried here, the sword in my hand... …Will also return to this ten thousand swords roaming dragon."

Li Chengfeng looked at the elder brother, and said to him seriously: "No, you won't!"

The big brother was taken aback, and then he was angry: "Do you think I am unworthy!"

The senior brother regards everything in the hidden sword pavilion as life, and it is the supreme glory to be buried in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords after death. Li Chengfeng's words really hit him on the scales and made him furious.

Li Chengfeng had no fear on his face, and he said seriously: "If you die too, it means that the hidden sword pavilion is completely finished! At that time, who will condense the bones for you, and who will set up a monument for you?"

The elder brother stared at Li Chengfeng, the anger in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by immense pain and sorrow. He took a deep breath, pointed to a high platform at the highest point of the valley, and said: "Go there, there is Li Wan The nearest place where the sword travels to the dragon, when the ten thousand swords pass by, go find a sword of your own."

Li Chengfeng wondered: "But, with so many swords, how do you know which one to pick?"

The big brother turned his head, turned his back to Li Chengfeng, and said faintly: "The sword chooses you, not you choose the sword. When your sword of destiny passes by you, this sword will automatically fly to you. Come here."

Li Chengfeng suddenly nodded his head thoughtfully, but after thinking about it, he still asked the bottom line: "But is this sword a psychic? How does it know if I am suitable for it?"

Senior brother said: "Each sword has the soul and intent of the previous master. The owner of the sword attaches his own intent and soul to the long sword and turns it into a magic weapon. Although the soul cannot think, fighting has become an instinct for it. It can feel the unique aura in you. The closer it is to its former master, the more it will actively choose you."

Li Chengfeng asked again: "But what if several swords have picked one person at the same time?"

The big brother sneered and said: "Then pick the one that looks pleasing to the eye..." After speaking, he moved and disappeared in place. When he reappeared, he was already in a series of graves ten meters below the valley.

Li Chengfeng glanced intently, and he could barely see a stone stele on the head of the tomb bag, which was engraved with the words: Tomb of Lingtian Thirteen Swords, but Li Chengfeng swept a little bit, but only saw twelve. Grave bag.

The senior brother took out a bottle of wine from his arms. He spilled a little on the ground and sat in front of this piece of tomb bag. While drinking the wine, he stared at the tombstone of Lingtian Thirteen Swords, motionless.

Li Chengfeng retracted his gaze and winked at Zhao Xiaobao and Su Yuehan, who were looking excited, and the three of them walked along the path between the valley gravel bag and the gravel bag to the highest stone platform.

The three of them walked for a while and came to this spacious stone platform surrounded by chains. They found that the stone platform was at the highest point of the valley. It was condescending like an outstretched arm. The long sword of the swimming dragon passed under the platform. As soon as they lowered their heads, they could see the appearance of all kinds of swords in the dragon.

"Master, can I choose one too?" Zhao Xiaobao's eyes lighted up and his expression was excited.

Li Chengfeng looked at the big brother below the valley and said with a smile: "Choose it. If a sword really hits you, it's also God's will. Maybe the big brother can't say anything."

Zhao Xiaobao was so excited that he rubbed his hands and kept breathing on his lips, muttering in his mouth: "Heavenly Spirit and Earth Spiritually..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Chengfeng slapped his head with an angry slap: "The good ones do not learn from the bad, do you think this casino is open?"

Zhao Xiaobao hugged his head and looked aggrieved: "Isn't this almost the same! This is worse than the open size! The open size has at least 50% winning rate, this is one in ten thousand!"

Li Chengfeng shook his head and said meaningfully: "No, it's either 100% or zero%!"

Zhao Xiaobao was stunned: "What does this mean?"

Su Yuehan said impatiently: "I'm so stupid, meaning that if there is a sword that agrees with you, there will definitely be one out of these ten thousand swords. If not, then another hundred thousand will be useless!"

Zhao Xiaobao curled his lips and said, "Isn't that still open or small?" As he said, he walked to the edge of the stone platform. He carefully stood on the edge and looked down, but saw that the ten thousand swords roaming dragon happened to pass by from below, countless The metal sound from the collision of the blades made people feel that once they fell, they would be crushed into meat sauce instantly by these countless sharp swords!

Zhao Xiaobao turned to look at Li Chengfeng, and said, "Master, how do I choose?"

Li Chengfeng said: "Don't worry, wait and see."

The three of them waited for a while, and when they saw the ten thousand swords roaming dragon passing under the high platform, it began to roll up. It adjusted its head and began to come to the position above the high platform.

Zhao Xiaobao saw the roar of the Wanjian Youlong roaring towards him. For a while, it was both fear and excitement. He stood restless, and then looked at the Wanjian Youlong and Li Chengfeng.

"Master, what should I do!" Zhao Xiaobao was anxious.

Li Chengfeng smiled and said: "Don't worry, you see it is so slow, even if it comes over, you won't be too late to run."

The speed of the dragon with thousands of swords in the air is very slow, almost a bit slower than a human walking. With Li Chengfeng's words, Zhao Xiaobao instantly became calmer. When he waited for Wan Jian Yulong to come over, he discovered that this "great dragon" seemed to pass directly over his head.

Zhao Xiaobao still squatted slightly cautiously. He raised his head and watched the huge and incomparable dragon roaring past his head, and a stern and murderous spirit came.

When Zhao Xiaobao saw the dragon with ten thousand swords passing over his head, his speed was as slow as it was squirming. Seeing that one of the swords was exceptionally exquisite, he couldn't help reaching out and touching it.

With this touch, the huge ten thousand swords wandering through the dragon moment shook, and then a cold light suddenly rose from the dragon's body, and then fell from the sky like a sharp arrow before Zhao Xiaobao.

"I, I have a sword?" Zhao Xiaobao couldn't believe his eyes. "Is there really a sword to pick me?"

Li Chengfeng was also taken aback: "Really? This sword is really not picky!"

Su Yuehan's eyes were sharp, and she said: "This sword...how does it look so beautiful and delicate?"

Zhao Xiaobao stretched out his hand and pulled it out. When he pulled it out, he found that this sword was a very rare double-headed sword. The upper and lower blades were decibels, and the handshake was in the middle. The blade was two feet long and one inch wide. The blade was bent like a wave. The upper and lower arcs are completely opposite, but they are exactly symmetrical. The blade is half indigo blue and half emerald green. Its appearance is as beautiful as a stunning beauty, curvaceous, exquisite and transparent.

The voice of the senior brother came from below at this time: "This is the sword of Jiang Lingbo, one of the few female practitioners in the hidden sword pavilion, called the son and mother lightning sword."

"Huh?" Zhao Xiaobao was taken aback.

Li Chengfeng laughed loudly: "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, I said you had the wrong child! Now you even think of a sword! You were picked by a sword used by a woman, Zhao Xiaobao, this It's your life! Ouch, I am so laughing!"

Su Yuehan also giggled, but Zhao Xiaobao had a handsome face, but he was very old. He threw the Son and Mother Lightning Sword at Wanjian Youlong's body in embarrassment: "Go to your mother's woman sword. !"

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