Sword Dao Alchemy

Ancient roads, dead pines, broken monuments.

Sword eyebrows, star eyes, white clothes.

Wei Wuji sat under the withered pine, stroking the strings with his slender fingers, and the mountains and rivers rushed to his face with the sound of the piano...

He was in a really good mood.

Otherwise, it means that he considers himself a gentleman. When encountering such melancholy things, his face will remain calm, and his heart will already be filled with clouds.

A huge opportunity was obtained by him unintentionally, from the ruins of the monument at his feet.

"The sound of the holy harp!"

"I thought it would be difficult for me to break through the state of mind, but who knew that there is an ancient method hidden in this ruined monument, which allows me to use the piano to help transform the ancient power of mind, allowing me to break through to the state of mind in one fell swoop!"

"If I can enter the Sacred Heart Garden and achieve success in the Qin Heart Technique, I will deprive Yue Shaoqun of the ancient clues that his family has been searching for, even at the expense of generations of elite disciples."

"By that time, I will definitely be famous in the Jiang Dynasty. I am afraid that I will no longer be a king in the future, but at least I will be an emperor."

"My future is really wonderful..."

Wei Wuji felt relieved, and the music became more cheerful.

Amidst the cheerful music, someone suddenly came hurriedly to the side of the withered pine. Seeing how happy Wei Wuji was, he stopped tremblingly, but the big beads of sweat kept falling on his face.

Wei Wuji actually saw this guy and asked while stroking the piano.

"Say what you have to say! No matter what you say today, I won't be angry."

"The eldest... eldest son, Mr. Yue... Mr. Yue was... killed by someone in the Valley of the Holy Spirit."

"Stretch~~~"

Wei Wuji's hand playing the piano suddenly trembled, making a sound like playing cotton, but then it became extremely natural and pleasant.

Obviously, he was angry.

What he was angry about was not Yue Shaoqun's death, but the Yue family's token that Yue Shaoqun was carrying.

"Who killed him?"

He asked very calmly, giving others the impression that he was not overly concerned about Yue Shaoqun's death.

"When I returned to the eldest son, I heard that it was a boy named Lin Yun." Seeing that Wei Wuji was not angry, the person who came to report became bolder.

"Lin Yun?" Wei Wuji finally stopped his speculation and said, "I haven't heard that he is on any of the popular lists in the dynasty."

"It's a pity that I don't know about such a character."

"Eldest Young Master! Yue... Young Master Yue's revenge?"

"Of course I have to report. However, there is no need to worry. He killed Yue Shaoqun and must go to Ziaba City. Our original plan remains unchanged. We will explore the next place first and then go to Ziaba City. Inform the others and arrive at Ziaba City. Reunion in the abandoned city."

Wei Wuji spoke very calmly. Even if it was something as important as revenge, his voice was still like still water in a quiet pond, cold and without any fluctuation.

The listeners could not guess his true thoughts.

"Yes! Young Master..." The visitor accepted the order and left.

Wei Wuji stood up, looked at the undulating mountains in the distance and the ruins scattered among them, sighed, and walked slowly.

…

Lin Yun and Jiang Huan traveled among the ruins of the mountains for several days. They saw a dark area crossing the sky in front of them, with a clear boundary with the sky next to them.

Black Wind Abyss is where darkness shrouds.

Rumor has it that Heifeng Yuan was struck by a super strong man's sword.

After one sword strike, everything in the darkness was destroyed, and only the remaining forces collided violently, forming a black wind abyss spanning thousands of miles.

Where darkness and light meet, there is an ancient ruin.

To be precise, that was only half of the ruins. The other half was destroyed by the sword and merged into the darkness.

"That ruins should be the rumored 'Kendo Mansion'." Jiang Huan said in surprise.

"Brother, did you do a good job in your homework?" Lin Yun praised.

"Kendao Mansion is the holy land of swordsmanship in the ancient holy city. Although there may not be any treasures in it now, the swordsmanship should still be there. Let's go and pay homage." Jiang Huandao, obviously he has studied the past rumors of the ancient holy city very much. meticulous.

"Since we're passing by, it's just a casual thing." Lin Yun smiled lightly: "It's just a casual thing. If there are unexpected gains there, it would be even more perfect."

"Brother is saying that there may be treasures left over there?" Jiang Huan looked forward to it.

"Treasure... I think the possibility is extremely slim. We have searched there countless times. If there are still treasures waiting, that would be great luck."

Lin Yun shook his head and continued: "However, since the Kendo Palace was destroyed in the hands of a super strong man and the power of that sword is still left to this day, I think the Kendo Palace must be involved with that super strong man."

"Perhaps we can find information related to Black Wind Abyss in it. Then, after we enter Black Wind Abyss, it will be much smoother."

"With my elder brother's ability, I can definitely do it." Jiang Xing was very confident in Lin Yun.

"arrive!"

As he was talking, he was approaching the ruins.

Among the ruins, there are many pavilions. Although they have gone through the vicissitudes of life and are a little dilapidated, they still stand firm, showing the majesty of an ancient sect.

It is even more mysterious against the dark background of the cold wind behind it...

Among the pavilions, there are still people lingering here, recalling the past and remembering the present, sitting quietly and meditating, or watching a few sword moves and dancing...

Lin Yun and Jiang Huan walked through the pavilion and headed towards the darkness.

When we were almost in the dark, we saw more than a hundred people gathered in front of a tall stone tablet.

They were pointing and talking.

"It's a pity that the legendary Jiandao Mansion had ninety-nine Jiandao tablets, but now there is only one left..."

"The lower half of the remaining one is full of human-level swordsmanship and martial arts, which is not at all mainstream."

"As for the upper half, it doesn't make sense at all..."

...

The stone tablet is nearly a thousand feet high, and there is a dark area behind it. Even the top of the stone tablet has extended into the darkness, sometimes hidden and sometimes visible.

"Jiangdao tablet!"

"This is a good thing, I want to comprehend it carefully..."

Jiang Huan shouted excitedly and squeezed through the gap between the people.

"Tsk! What is there to comprehend? It's just an ancient artifact, just look at it..."

Someone said disdainfully.

Those who can come here are either old monsters who have practiced in Wuyuan Realm for thousands of years, or geniuses in a city or a place.

Full of the heart of seeking the truth, after going through hardships to come to Jiandao Mansion, they are disappointed after all.

Some people even cursed.

"Ren Jianzhen, you are really cheating me! You knew this place is not a good place, but you came to tell me it is a good place before I came in."

"You were cheated, you are not willing to cheat others..."

"The Jiandao Mansion actually has such a cheating thing, but it is still mysterious, making us unable to stop..."

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