Chapter 626 The Land of Buried Sword

"What a powerful memorial power, this is the real burial sword!" Long Yun muttered.

Hai Wuya nodded: "Your move is very consistent with the breath here, but to a pure extent, it is much worse. You have experienced this move from the sadness of the sword. It is very difficult to have such a sword spirit!"

Long Yun smiled and said, "Hai Lao, I used to feel that I had understood what a sword was in my heart, but now, I still don't understand what the heart of the sword is!"

After a pause, Long Yun continued: "Now I finally understand that the sword is like a human being. When he is old and sent to the sword tomb, their hearts also died. The sound of the sword has also been brilliant, but unlike human beings, after death, his statement may be passed on forever. , just like the creation dragon god, but the sword is different. The sword will only be brilliant with the glory of the master, but after all, it will not fall down. This is the sadness or sigh of the sword!"

Hai Wuya nodded slightly and was about to open his mouth. Suddenly, a faint sadness surged from Long Yun's body, but it was not sad, as if it was a helpless sigh.

This boy has such a strong sense ability! Hai Wuya was secretly shocked. This dragon cloud's perception was too horrible. Before he entered the sword tomb, it made the kendo sense go further.

In consideration, Long Yun raised his hand, pinched his finger into a sword, and stabbed it towards the sky. In an instant, a wave of ripples began to ripple away from his fingertips.

The boundless sword roared forward, wrapped in ripples, and a sword spirit flew up to the sky. This sword spirit seemed to be an invincible stream photoelectric arrow.

The degree of sharpness is absolutely no less than the sword spirit of the Genesis Sword. Moreover, this is still the case that Longyun does not urge the Genesis Sword, which is the ultimate power of sharpness and kendo.

Moreover, this sword spirit is full of a deep sigh, which is no longer the mourning and nostalgia of the sword, but a sigh and a ruthless sigh of fate.

This sword spirit has never entered the sky and penetrated the clouds. I can't see where it has been, but Hai Wuya took a breath of cold air. What a strong sword spirit!

Long Yun also raised a smile at the corners of his mouth and said gratefully to Hai Wuya, "Thank you for the success of Mr. Hai. This move is called the sigh of the sword!"

Hai Wuya shook his head and said, "When I learned swords, I was alone on the sword cliff for 50 years, and finally stepped into the delicate realm of kendo. Now you are only 20 years old, but you can understand such a profound swordsmanship through your own feelings. Longyun, Longyun, I even began to doubt you, isn't it? An old man reincarnated!"

Long Yun smiled and said, "Hai Lao's words are heavy. It's not too late. Let's enter the sword tomb first. Mo Ling also doesn't have much time. If you don't seize the time to practice, I'm afraid it's not good for Jianzong!"

Hai Wuya shook his head and poked out his hands. A curved sword spirit shot out of his hands at the same time. These two sword spirits suddenly condensed in mid-air.

"The seal of this sword tomb was laid by me and my eldest brother at the same time. We must have our two weapons to open it. Now that the Immortal Sword has been integrated into the Genesis Sword, I simulate two sword breaths with my true spirit and open the sword tomb!" The sea is boundless and there is a slight way.

Between raising the hand, the two condensed swords separated like lightning, turning into the appearance of two long swords and shooting directly at the huge stone gate of the sword tomb.

The two huge stone doors of the sword tomb are 70 or 80 feet high. They seem to be completely cut from a mountain peak and look majestic. Each handle of the gate has a lock hole.

There is a breath of array flowing on it, and the two boundless sword spirit sank into these two lock holes respectively.

Suddenly! Around the lock hole, a circle of strange runes suddenly appeared, and immediately began to spread around and gradually spread to the whole door panel.

Long Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, what a wonderful formation! Although he has not learned the array, he has been following the old man of Wangwu. More or less, he also has a certain understanding of the array.

Although the array in front of you is not lethal, it contains a perfect heavenly cycle, that is to say, if you don't rely on the loophole key of the array to enter it.

There is no other way to destroy the balance of this formation, unless your cultivation can achieve a strength beyond this formation, perhaps Longtian can do it.

"Ga--" The heavy stone door slowly opened, and Hai Wuya laughed and said, "In fact, the sword tomb was not built by me and my eldest brother, but by the twin sword gods, that is, our master. This stone gate has never been opened since the establishment of the array. This is the first time!"

Long Yun frowned and said puzzled, "But didn't the senior say that every time the swordzong fell, his long sword would automatically return to the tomb? How did you do this?"

Hai Wuya shook his head and said with a wry smile, "That's the automatic effect of the sword tomb. I don't know why. When the master passed it on to me, he didn't tell me anything, just said that there was his inheritance in it!"

"That is to say, the swords of the deceased are automatically absorbed into this sword mound?" Long Yun frowned.

Hai Wuya nodded and said, "Yes, this is a secret that only me and my eldest brother know, so many disciples of Jianzong have a lot of misunderstandings about Jianzhong!"

Long Yun nodded, but Hai Wuya smiled and said, "Let's go. What is it? You will know when you go in. I also want to see what's in this sword tomb?"

After saying that, they strode into the sword tomb. Long Yun and Long Moling looked at each other, and then nodded to each other, and also walked into the sword tomb with Hai Wuya.

The three just stepped into the sword tomb, and the two stone doors slowly closed. The three looked around. Although the stone gate was closed, the whole sword tomb was as bright as day.

Seeing the surrounding situation, the three couldn't help taking a breath at the same time. This was the real sword mound. The whole huge stone room was full of dense swords.

Moreover, what is more strange is that in the center of the whole stone chamber, a huge sword with a height of ten feet is inserted under the bluestone ground.

The huge hilt and dark sword body, as if they were the king of the sword, constantly transmitted out with visible breaths, and the dense swords around them surrounded the huge sword.

Long Yun's eyes narrowed slightly. This huge sword actually contains an atmosphere of kendo. This breath seems to be a source, a source that commands the world.

Long Yun looked around. All the long swords seemed to lean towards the giant sword, as if they were worshipping. Long Yun was shocked all over, and he finally understood why these long swords would automatically fly back here.

That's because this sword mound is the origin of the whole sword sect, that is, the root of all sword sects. In fact, all sword sect disciples rely on their own lives to refine their own swords.

This certainly makes them have a terrible attack power, but at the same time, what they are endowed with is also a kind of control from the depths of the origin, which is a control force that they submit to the origin of kendo.

The giant sword in front of us is the inheritance of the Gemini Sword God and the core of the whole Sword Sect. After the fall of all the disciples of the Sword Sect, their Kendo returned to the Sword Tomb.

In fact, it is also a means left by the Gemini Sword God, which is to absorb the swordsmanship of those fallen disciples, enrich themselves, and make the inheritance of Kendo stronger and stronger.

But this is definitely not a good thing. Gemini Sword God may not have thought that their purpose of doing this can make these inheritances constantly improve and strengthen.

But there is also a drawback, that is, after more than 2,000 years of precipitation and accumulation, this inheritance has bred a trace of spirituality.

Or it can be said that it has its own consciousness.