"You know!"
Li Qingshan's eyes lit up. From the Cursive Sword Calligraphy to the Abandoned Immortal Sword, the various things left behind by the Five Absolutes Immortal had influenced his entire cultivation process. There were good and bad ones, and some had even threatened his life. However, this made him more and more curious about the Five Absolutes Immortal.
He was clearly a cultivator, but he was called an "Immortal." This in itself was very unusual. Forget about a cultivator who had gone through three heavenly tribulations, even a cultivator who had gone through four or five heavenly tribulations would not be qualified to be called that. Furthermore, Brother Ox had praised him. Perhaps the legends were true, and he really was a Banished Immortal.
Li Qingshan no longer cared about ordinary treasures, but the treasures left behind by the Five Absolutes Immortal were not ordinary.
The core treasure of the Sword Tomb was the Abandoned Immortal Sword. Disregarding the sword soul's twisted personality, in terms of power alone, it was probably the best sword in the world. The core treasure of the Painting Tomb was definitely a painting scroll, and it was very likely that the Dragon King Of The Sea was drawn on it.
If he could plunder it before he ascended, it would not be a waste of his cultivation.
"I was that old guy's sword after all. When he sealed his fourth tomb, I watched with my own eyes. I didn't think that I would be sealed as well. Damn it!"
The Abandoned Immortal Sword's soul was still angry at the mention of this, and it emitted waves of murderous intent.
"This can be considered as abandonment, so you changed your name to the Abandoned Immortal Sword. I didn't expect you to have such deep feelings for the previous owner." Li Qingshan chuckled.
"Shut up. I want to tear that old guy to pieces!"
"You're the one who should shut up." Little Ann flicked his finger, and the blade vibrated.
The Abandoned Immortal Sword's soul snorted angrily. However, it did not dare to be rude again.
"The Five Absolutes Immortal's secret tomb is floating in the void. The Dragon King Of The Sea's main body is in the Painting Tomb, and he can't freely enter and exit it. So what if you know?" Li Qingshan rubbed his chin.
"Don't compare me to that pseudo-dragon. I've already fused with the Sword Catacomb. What's so hard about traveling through space?" the Forsaken Immortal Sword Spirit said proudly.
Li Qingshan couldn't help but look at Yin Qing. Yin Qing said, "Although I can hide in the void, my strength is still lacking. I can't freely travel through the void, and it's difficult for me to break through the sealed region."
Li Qingshan nodded. It was no wonder that for so many years. The Five Extreme Secret Graves had always been a legend. If that was the case, then the Forsaken Immortal Sword was the key to opening the Five Extreme Secret Graves.
"Alright, I'll trust you this once."
"You have to swear. Don't sacrifice me! "the Forsaken Immortal Sword said.
"That depends on your performance. If things went smoothly. Of course, I will repay you. Otherwise, who can be bound by an oath? "Li Qingshan was not willing to make an oath with such a sword. Even if it was just words.
"Hey, kid, you said you were going to strengthen me!" Frenzied Blade Soul was unhappy.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Follow me into battle. Are you afraid that there won't be any good sacrifices? Let me repair your wounds first, just in case you run out of energy in the future. " Li Qingshan patted the hilt of his blade and comforted the End of the Frenzied Blade. He considered where he could find some weapons to sacrifice.
"If it's just repair, these weapons should be enough."
Little Ann swung the Blood Sea Banner, and with a series of clangs, countless demonic artifacts landed on the Asura Altar of Armaments, forming a small mountain. Although most of them were not of particularly high quality, the quantity was startling. They were the spoils of war she had obtained from powering the Blood Sea Banner and devouring the demonfolk army.
"That's enough."
Little Ann was always so timely. Li Qingshan immediately activated the Asura Altar of Armaments. A streak of red light rushed into the air, and all of the demonic artifacts melted away in the red light.
Thick liquid surged out from the centre of the Asura Altar of Armaments. It seemed like molten metal, but it also seemed like a form of energy. It gradually enveloped the End of the Frenzied Blade, gathering around the wounds and gaps and beginning to repair them.
Li Qingshan ordered Yin Qing to stand guard there before leaving the Asura Field with Little Ann. Before he left, he glanced at Luo Hou Xiaoming again. He lay below the Asura Altar of Armaments, gazing at the sky without moving at all. He seemed extremely gloomy.
"A divine child of asura suffering from depression? The world sure is vast. Nothing is too strange. "
… …
The autumn wind rustled. A sword flew through the plains. The withered grass parted, leaving behind a long trail before suddenly rushing into the sky again.
Li Xiaoyao rode his sword as the wind blew against his face. He was filled with delight. Just recently, he had undergone the heavenly tribulation in the Clear River prefecture and become a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
The battle on Great Buddha mountain had already come to an end. Various pieces of information had returned to the Clear River prefecture. Although Li Qingshan had told him to stay away from the Sword Collection palace, he could not help but go back and take a look. That was the starting point of his dream of becoming a swordsman. There were many loving seniors and juniors there. Now that the situation in the Green province had stabilised, and the demon plague and locust plague had been suppressed and eliminated, he believed there would not be any danger.
Although the Sword Collection peak no longer hung high in the sky, the surrounding scenery gradually grew familiar. Heaven's Reliance peak flickered on the horizon. The Sword Collection palace was already very close.
Flying over a mountain on his sword, two familiar figures stood at the top. Their purple and green robes drifted in the wind as they gazed at the Sword Collection palace from afar.
"Senior uncle Fu, senior uncle Yu!"
Li Xiaoyao recognised the two seniors who wielded the Ten Renowned Swords with a single glance. He leapt off the sword and sheathed it in a single stroke.
"Xiaoyao, you're fine! That's fantastic!" Yu Zijian turned around.
When Li Xiaoyao saw her smiling face filled with concern, he could not help but feel his heart warm up. However, he also discovered that her bright, beautiful face was tinged with some melancholy, while senior uncle Fu did not turn around the entire time as if she was in a daze.
Fu Qingjin's temperament was renowned in the Sword Collection palace, but Li Xiaoyao did not mind. And, after practising the Sword Scripture of Heaven and Earth, he found the world to be even more spacious. Small matters were not worth dwelling on. However, when he made his way over and followed Fu Qingjin's gaze, he could not help but widen his eyes in shock.
Even if the Sword Collection palace had been reduced to a mess, he would not have been so surprised.
However, all he saw was that the damaged structures on the mountain peaks had all been repaired. Smoke curled into the air. In a daze, the Sword Collection palace did not seem to have suffered any disasters at all. All it lacked was the flashes of light that crisscrossed through the mountains.
However, the chanting drifted over from the mountain peaks. A great buddha was carved on Heaven's Reliance peak. People who came here for the first time would definitely think this was an ancient Sapphire Buddhist temple.
"Senior uncle, w- what's going on?" Li Xiaoyao was dumbfounded.
"This is … the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga." Fu Qingjin finally spoke, but his voice was filled with bitterness.
It was the Dauntless monk who had led everyone north and rebuilt the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga here.
On the top of Heaven's Reliance peak, the Dauntless monk suddenly stopped chanting and emerged from the main hall, gazing towards the south.
"What are you looking at, abbot?" A young novice monk sweeping the fallen leaves gathered his courage and asked.
"A few lone geese that have lost their flock."
"Where?" The young novice monk looked around.
"You're still too young, so you can't see it yet. You'll see it once you grow up."
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