The Sword Tomb of Spirit Sword Mountain had not been opened for many, many years. This lonely mountain was like an illusion that did not exist, looming in the mist of the mountains. In the past hundred years, whether it was the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect or the Elders of the Heavenly Sword Hall, they rarely entered the Sword Tomb.
However, there were many legends about the Sword Tomb, especially among the outer sect disciples. For example, when a disciple was flying in the mountains, he accidentally went the wrong way and mistakenly entered the sword tomb. Then, he saw a white-haired ghost on a lifeless land. The white-haired ghost had a vague outline of a human, but the deathly aura around it was so heavy that the Xudan Stage disciple immediately fainted on the ground. When he woke up, he was already on the Carefree Peak. Although there were no scars on his body, his brain seemed to be missing a piece. He could only vaguely remember what had happened before, but the process was vague. And when he found Hua Yun and asked about this matter, he was immediately locked up in a small dark room for a month on the grounds that he had violated the Sect's rules and trespassed into the forbidden area.
However, the legend of the White-haired Ghost gradually spread, and people began to discuss the identity of the White-haired Ghost. Some people said that he was the former Sect Leader who had been imprisoned by the elders of the Heavenly Sword Hall. This matter was related to the secret of the coup, and anyone who rashly inquired about it would be silenced. Some people said that this was the amalgamation of the remnant souls of the ten thousand swords in the Sword Catacomb. Every day, they would disperse at sunrise, and at night, they would gather Yin spirits to form again. Of course, the mainstream view was that this person was the Tenth Elder of the Heavenly Sword Hall, who had existed in name for more than a hundred years but had never appeared in person.
The legend of the Ten Elders of Lingjian School, together with the new dishes in the Misty Peak cafeteria, the White-haired Ghost in the Sword Tomb, and the lost moral integrity in the Non-Phase Peak, were known as one of the top ten unimaginable events in Lingjian School. Some of the more senior cultivators had carefully calculated the possible identity of this Tenth Elder. For example, if he was ranked tenth, then he should be after Hua Yun. But according to historical records, Hua Yun was basically the youngest cultivator of that generation, so much so that she didn't even participate in the Management Trainee Program. After that, those who entered the mountain would be classified as the next generation of disciples and would not enter the ranks of the Heavenly Sword Hall. So where did this Tenth Elder come from?
Some people said that the Tenth Patriarch was just a fictional character. The meaning of his existence was that he could reasonably withdraw some money from Lu Li, the Sixth Patriarch, and use it as his personal treasury. However, to painstakingly fabricate such an identity just to obtain funds from the sect, this was too absurd … Some people said that the position of the Tenth Elder was empty, and that the most outstanding person from the next generation of disciples would be chosen to replace him. However, this explanation fell apart after Wang Lu's reputation rose. Wang Lu's authority in the sect was already strong enough, but he did not become an elder of Heavenly Sword Hall and still acted as a disciple.
The legend of the Sword Tomb and the Tenth Elder was so popular that when the Elders of the Heavenly Sword Hall appeared outside the Sword Tomb, the onlooking disciples had already surrounded them in three layers inside and three layers outside, and then excitedly discussed them loudly.
"The Sect Leader is going to the Sword Catacomb to collect the demons!"
"The Lingjian School's finances have collapsed. Are they going to sell their belongings in the Sword Catacomb?"
"Fifth Martial Uncle hid in the Sword Catacomb after getting into trouble? Is this a new encirclement launched by the Heavenly Sword Hall? "
Listening to the boiling noise, Fang He's face was livid and his whole body was tense and trembling. Liu Xian hurriedly consoled him from the side, forcing him to restrain himself. However, as an impartial and impartial Disciplinary Elder, he definitely had to record these audacious brats and settle the score in the future.
Feng Yin himself sighed and said, "There's no need to be angry with these children. To be able to laugh carefreely at this time, their temperament is admirable, isn't it?"
In the face of the crisis of the Fallen Immortal, most of the cultivators were gloomy. Even though the Golden King had just won a big victory not long ago, it still could not change the overall situation. It was a wonder that the disciples of the Lingjian School were alive and kicking.
However, what happened next was not suitable for onlookers. After dispersing these busybodies, Feng Yin, with a trace of exhaustion, chanted a spell and opened the seal outside the Sword Catacomb — since the disciple mistakenly entered this place decades ago, there was this threshold — the seal of the Sword Catacomb burst open with a twisted and sharp sound.
Feng Yin was a little puzzled and said, "Hey, this seal seems to be a little different?"
Liu Xian said, "After being influenced by the death aura in the Sword Catacomb for so many years, it's not surprising that there are some changes … Let's go in first."
When the group entered the Sword Catacomb, they soon felt that the surrounding had cooled down. It was still a hot summer outside the Spirit Sword Mountain, but inside the Sword Catacomb, it was like late autumn. This was the place where the Lingjian School buried their swords for thousands of years. The dead swords naturally gathered the yin energy of heaven and earth, and over the years, it had become quite a climate.
"However, compared to the last time, it seems to have eased a lot."
Zhou Ming nodded and said, "Yes, although the yin energy is heavy, the deathly stillness has subsided a lot."
Hua Yun asked, "Could it be that Senior Brother Zhang Sheng has untied the knot in his heart in the past few years?"
The others looked at each other and then shook their heads helplessly. What was the knot in Zhang Sheng's heart? Only these old people knew. It was a strong obsession that could turn the yin energy in the Sword Catacomb into the death aura. With his temper, how could it be easy for him to get out of the shadow and untie the knot in his heart?
"Actually, Senior Brother Zhang Sheng is really something, it's obviously not his fault." Hua Yun pouted her mouth, somewhat disapproving.
"There are some things that you don't know. Zhang Sheng doesn't just blame himself." Recalling the past, the several Elders were full of sadness. The most important reason why Zhang Sheng could not extricate himself from his heart demon was actually that woman … Trapped by love, no one could do anything about it. After the catastrophe, everyone returned to the Spirit Sword Mountain with a broken lineup. Zhang Sheng then sealed himself in the Sword Catacomb, claiming that his sin was unforgivable and that he was ashamed to see anyone. But in fact, who really blamed him? It was just that it didn't make sense. Later, when the Heavenly Sword Hall was reorganized, Feng Yin invited Zhang Sheng to come out of the mountain. He only promised that in the critical moment of Lingjian School, he would come out to help. However, when the ranking was arranged, he strongly requested to be ranked at the end. In a sense, Zhang Sheng was really a very awkward person.
"However, looking at the aura around him, maybe he has really thought it through?"
With doubts, the several people continued to go deeper into the Sword Catacomb. Not long after, they saw a hut. At the door, a white-haired cultivator looked at them with a smile, and then cupped his hands in salute.
"Greetings, Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters."
Feng Yin and the others were somewhat in disbelief. After gawking for a moment, they exclaimed, "Zhang Sheng, is that really you?"
The person in front of them was like a different person compared to the person who came to visit decades ago! At that time, Zhang Sheng was depressed for a long time, and his handsome face was distorted, not like a human shape … At that time, his disciple said that the white-haired ghost was not a joke. However, at this time, Zhang Sheng, except for his white hair, his handsome face was the same as it was more than a hundred years ago. Where was the slightest bit of depression? Instead, he looked much younger than Feng Yin, Liu Xian, and other overworked people!
So, did he really untie the knot in his heart during the period of isolation in the Sword Catacomb? This was really … overjoyed!
However, before they could further exchange pleasantries with Zhang Sheng, they saw Zhang Sheng nodding to his side, "Come, Lu, greet my Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters."
When they heard this, they were startled again. Where was the person beside Zhang Sheng?
"Senior Brothers, Senior Sisters, this is Lu, my beloved Daoist companion. I wonder if you still recognize her?"
Feng Yin and the others were just dumbfounded, not knowing how to respond. Of course, they had an impression of the poison-extracting physician. Even after two hundred years, it was still fresh in their memory, but … the Lu that they recognized was not an invisible person!
"Ah, I'm confused." Zhang Sheng smiled and shook his head, "I forgot that you can't see her."
"Can't see?" Feng Yin became more and more puzzled. He scanned the surroundings with his Stellar Divine Eyes, but he did not see the existence of any invisible things.
Zhang Sheng patted his chest, "My wife has always lived in my heart."
"… What?"
"Well, how should I say it?" Zhang Sheng looked up, somewhat embarrassed, "In words that you can understand, my wife now only exists in my imagination. It is my imagination that gives her life … Don't look at me like that, I am not possessed by the devil. You don't need to pity me, because I have already obtained what I have always dreamed of. In my opinion, she is right in front of me. Every frown and every smile is the same as her at that time. To be able to obtain her is the greatest happiness in my life. "
Then, he stretched out his arm and gently hugged a mass of air.
Hua Yun was tongue-tied, "But, but, other people …"
Zhang Sheng looked at the air in his arms with pity and love, and said, "Well, except for me, there is no third person in the world who can see her, but why do I need other people's opinions? The life of me and her, as long as the two of us are satisfied, it is enough. "
Perhaps, this was not the first time that Zhang Sheng had said these words. He spoke so fluently that people could not refute it. Of course, Feng Yin and the others would not refute it.
To be able to get out of the knot in his heart was really more important than anything else, even if it was self-deception … They really did not want to see his miserable appearance that was worse than a ghost.
But at this moment, Zhou Ming suddenly remembered something and asked, "Zhang Sheng, did you come up with this idea yourself?"
Zhang Sheng heard this and said with a smile, "Senior Brother knows me. I am a stubborn bull, how could I come up with such a wonderful idea? Moreover … I was too sad at that time, and my longing for Lu was also distorted. In fact, I could not restore her original appearance. Someone helped me to get rid of it. "
"Someone helped you?!"
Everyone was surprised. No one had entered or left the Sword Tomb for decades. Who quietly sneaked into the Sword Tomb and helped him come up with this idea?
Feng Yin said, "… Thinking about it carefully, there can't be anyone else, right? Is it Wang Lu? "
Zhang Sheng was slightly surprised, "Wang Lu? Who is that? "
"Wait a minute, you don't know Wang Lu!?"
"Should I know him?" Zhang Sheng was also curious, and then asked the air next to him, "Is he your acquaintance? Isn't he? "
Turning back, Zhang Sheng said, "In short … it was Fifth Senior Sister who helped us husband and wife."
"How is that possible!?"
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