Chapter 164: Giant Que

It is hard to describe Su Yue's shock now. If a hundred-foot-high mountain stood in front of him, he would not feel anything. However, what appeared in front of him was not a high mountain, but a huge sword straight into the sky.

This sword is blue and black, shining with a cold light. There is no pattern embellishment, but it is clean, giving people a sense of killing.

A hundred feet tall and ten feet wide, such a sword is like a dream.

Su Yue raised his eyes and looked up and saw that the scabbard of the sword fell into a crimson. The hot and hot sea of fire was swallowed up by the giant sword, like an orange flame, flowing into the giant sword little by little, as if to make the cold giant sword warm.

Looking up from the bottom, it seems that the giant sword connects the whole sea of fire, or the sea of fire pours all the heat into the giant sword.

Su Yue suddenly had an idea and wanted to touch the huge sword to see if it was hot.

As soon as I took a few steps closer, I was forced back by a cold air. There was no place where it was hot and clearly cold.

"It turned out to be a fairy sword..."

Ye Xiao felt Su Yue's emotional fluctuation and couldn't help coming out to have a look. At a glance, he also exclaimed and sighed again.

"It's a pity that Lingyun was drained."

Finally, someone could explain what was going on in front of him. Su Yue was shocked and immediately asked.

Ye Xiao didn't say anything. He urged Su Yue to walk to the other side of the giant sword. Sure enough, there was another stone tablet standing on which it was written.

"The immortal sword giant Que is obtained by the ancestor from the sky. He gathers the power of the whole faction to kill the soul of the fairy sword, so that it is empty and has no god. Later, the sword was town in the sword tomb, combined with the power of the sea of fire, and used the sun to hot gas to break the spiritual essence and nourish the sword tomb. Any ordinary flying sword that has been in the sword mound for more than 500 years can give birth to a sword spirit. In this thousand years, the sword can achieve the sword soul. Fengshan Sword School, famous all over the world, all rely on this sword!"

The content on the stone tablet was so shocking that Su Yue didn't dare to believe it for a while.

After a while of silence, Ye Xiao sighed again.

"The fairy sword is a fairy sword, even the predecessors can't use it, so it destroys its soul and keeps drawing the spirit of this sword day and night. The purpose is to nourish the whole sword tomb with this fairy sword. If it goes on, it will become the root of the spring and autumn prosperity of the Fengshan Sword School. It's just a pity that this sword was once used by immortals, but it fell to this point..."

Su Yue didn't make a sound. He took a few steps forward and saw a stone tablet and muttered.

"The Fengshan Sword Sect has been established for 30,000 years. It has a prestigious reputation and ranks among the first-class in the immortal world. However, there is always a day when the giant soul is drained. After the sword tomb no longer has the ability to raise flying swords, when our school is green and yellow, it is taken advantage of by dozens of hostile sects and join hands to break through our mountain gate. Whoo! I sent the foundation inheritance of 30,000 years, which was destroyed once, woo-hoo, the end of the fairy sword giant, and also the end of my school!"

The Fengshan Sword School has been passed down for 30,000 years. I don't know how long it will be. I'm afraid it will add a few thousand to this 30,000 years.

The ancestor of the sword school can go to the sky. As the name implies, it is outside the earth fairyland. Its ability is unpredictable. Obviously, it is a great power above the Sendai. He happened to get this giant Que. After returning to the earth fairyland, he wants to refine the giant Que. However, the strength of the fairy sword is beyond expectations. He can't refine it at all, even if the sword soul is the most When you are weak. So he was cruel, and all the masters united to wipe out the soul of the sword, and then suppressed the giant in the sword mound, and broke the spiritual essence in the fairy sword giant with the power of the sea of fire to benefit the whole sword tomb.

A batch of strong flying swords were born from the sword mound. The strength of the Fengshan Sword School has risen rapidly. It has developed for 30,000 consecutive years and has a great reputation. However, it did not expect that the spiritual accumulation of Juque will be squeezed out after 30,000 years, and it can no longer raise flying swords. The Fengshan Sword School has always made many enemies, taking advantage of it. At this time, he broke the mountain gate in one fell swoop. It was estimated that the monk of the Fengshan Sword School, who guarded the sword tomb, fled back to the sword tomb after seeing this scene and engraved the stone tablet in a complicated mood.

A whine, it said the once glorious and the sadness of the Fengshan Sword School.

After knowing this, what Bo Tengyun is doing now is very clear. He clearly reproduces the appearance of the Fengshan Sword School in those years and uses this sea of fire to force out the spiritual heritage.

There are only a few questions that Su Yue still doesn't understand. The first is that since the Fengshan Sword Sect has been broken, and even the sword tomb has been obviously looted, why not take this immortal sword giant away?

Second, what is the cultivation of the strong man of the Fengshan Sword Sect, and what is the cultivation of the Potengyun? This sea of fire also needs to be manually filled with coal. Obviously, it can't be compared with the Fengshan Sword Sect. Can this degree force the spiritual essence?

Third, that is, the spiritual accumulation of Juque has been exhausted for a long time. Isn't it useless for Bo Tengyun to act like this?

Three questions were in front of him. Su Yue was puzzled. Fortunately, there was Ye Xiao. After pondering for a while, he said.

"The first question is relatively simple. After all, the fairy sword is a fairy sword, which is not an ordinary thing. Even if there is no soul, there is no spiritual heritage. However, standing in these 30,000 years, its body has long been connected with the earth. It can't be separated at all, or the price of letting it separate is too high, and no one is willing to bear it. Those monks who robbed the sword tomb let go of this giant. Of course, the main reason is that the spiritual essence of the giant is exhausted, and many people have become scrap iron in their eyes.

"As for the second reason, I can only guess that this giant spirit is exhausted, and its power has weakened a lot. After so many years, there must be some damage. Otherwise, there is no way to extract the spiritual essence from it."

Hearing this, Su Yueruo thought about it and stepped forward to observe it carefully. Sure enough, there was a cobweb-like crack in the tip of the sword deep in the ground. Compared with such a large sword body, it was not eye-catching at all. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it.

Ye Xiao's tone became settled.

"It seems that my guess is right, because Juque has become weaker and there is a problem with itself, so the wave of clouds can use this level of fire sea to extract spiritual heritage, but this is not unlimited. With his ability, it is difficult to re-burn the whole sea of fire. I'm afraid the degree of this flame is not enough. When it comes to one thousandth of the Fengshan Sword School, don't you see if Bo Tengyun still needs to add a large amount of coal to maintain the temperature? This is the overstretched performance.

Su Yue's eyes flashed and he understood a little.

"It seems that after so many years of changes, there have been some mutations in this giant Que. It is estimated that some spiritual accumulation, but there may not be many spiritual aggregates, but it is also unimaginable for Bo Tengyun. If I expected it well, it is with this spiritual accumulation that he broke through to the third level of the spiritual platform."

Ye Xiao said with some admiration.

"You're right. Even if the fairy sword has no sword soul, it is still extraordinary. It is born with the ability to attract spiritual power. Thousands of years later, the spiritual accumulation here is probably enough to let the wave of Tengyun enter the five layers of the spiritual platform... But this spiritual is more important to you. You are a sword cultivation, not only you, but also your sword spirit. It can also be absorbed. If you recover from your cultivation, with the help of this spiritual heritage, I'm afraid 90% of it is possible to build a spiritual platform!"

"Lingtai..."

Su Yue is very angry. Is there any hope to enter the spiritual realm now?

Entering the spiritual realm is to step into the real road of practice. It is the real main group of the fairyland. Seeing the hope of the spiritual realm, even Su Yue is a little difficult to contain.

At the same time, he has a headache. He is now constrained by cultivation, and he really can't do too much.

"Look at the depths of the tip of the sword, it may be the place to extract the spiritual essence..."

Ye Xiao said.

The heat of the sea of fire poured in from the scabbard and pressed down directly. It must have gushed out from the tip of the sword. Su Yue came forward and felt it carefully and found that there was indeed a magnificent power, but not at the tip of the sword, but a distance from the tip of the sword.

"It seems that this wave of Tengyun once made a little spiritual accumulation. After refining, he entered the third floor of the spiritual platform. When he tasted the sweetness, he immediately valued it here. However, this time his appetite was a little big. He developed a large number of coal mountains and made the heat of the sea of fire to the highest. He planned to force all the spiritual accumulation out, and then after refining, Break through the fourth floor of Lingtai, or even the fifth floor of Lingtai... What a big appetite, great ambition."

Su Yue's heart is a little heavy. Now Lingyun is about to reach the tip of the sword. The distance may not be too long, and he is only practicing eight layers of air.

"Look at this speed, it will take at least three months to fully push out. You still have time... The most urgent thing is to leave here. This sword mound doesn't look small. You need a hiding place. The wave of clouds will definitely stay in front of Juque. You can't appear here."

Su Yue nodded, quickly left here and ran to the distance.

I thought that the faint sword here was emanating from Juque, but I didn't expect that it was not. Su Yue deliberately walked along the place where the sword was emanating and came to a flat ground.

The sword stopped abruptly, as if it were in the depths of the earth.

Su Yue squatted down and began to dig earth without much hesitation. Although he practiced eight layers of air, some magic weapons could be used. Soon he dug out a tunnel. He got into it and found the entrance to a cave. He was shocked and looked forward to it.

I didn't expect that there would be another cave here, but I didn't find it.

This is also a matter of course. It's not that Jian Xiu can feel such a faint sword.

After Su Yue entered it, the flying fox began to tremble. The sword spirit seemed to be very excited. Su Yue firmly grasped the hilt of the sword and walked into the depths of the cave.

There were oil lamps on both sides. Su Yue wanted to light it, but found that the lamp oil had already dried up, and it could only release a ball of fire for lighting.

The purpose is a pile of broken bones, or powder. As time goes by, even the bones will become ashes.

Before this broken bone, it was a sword, which has been passed down for thousands of years and is still immortal. There is a black wooden box in front of the long sword.

Su Yue saw a line of words written before this beach of broken bones. Jian Xiu Wang Han, the seventh generation descendant of Fengshan Sword School, entered the spiritual platform in 30 years, and died in 240 years. The baby failed to die in this place, and it was also fate!

The remains of the predecessor.