Naturally, Lu Zhou looked down on these ordinary items as well.
The four of them moved forward.
The low-level cultivators also noticed this problem. After some probing, they didn't find any decent swords.
Mortal items still needed nourishment.
The depths of the Mausoleum of Swords would usually have better weather and geographical conditions.
Jiang Aijian said with a smile as he walked, "Old senior, I'm curious sometimes. Who created such a huge Mausoleum of Swords and so many swords? What's their motive?"
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said,
"The so-called Sword Tomb is a place where swords are buried. After all, the lifespan of a sword was longer than that of a human. Over the years, as humans died, the number of swords increased. The busybodies gathered together to forge a sword tomb. In order to refine and nourish them. "
Qin Jun chimed in, "The Mausoleum of Swords is nothing. It's said that beyond Great Yan's Misty Forest, there's a sword mound with 100,000 swords … It's the place where countless Seven-leaf and Eight-leaf elites are buried. Their swords are all one in ten thousand. When they enter the Sword Catacomb, they will find ten thousand swords to be buried with them. "
Little Yuan 'er said grumpily, "You're all crazy."
"I'm not crazy. I can understand … After I die, I'll bury all the good swords I've collected. Others are not qualified to touch my sword. I still need to set up a heaven-shaking array to protect it! Then, he would find another million swords to bury with him! I'll stand at the center of the Sword Catacomb. Let's see who dares to mess with my sword! "
"…"
"Eh … Don't look at me like that. I'm just bragging … Hehe, just bragging …" His voice became softer and softer.
Everyone halted their steps.
He looked at Jiang Aijian as though he was a lunatic.
Lu Zhou merely glanced at him before he continued walking.
As one of the three great Sword Maniacs, his reputation was well-deserved.
Qin Jun said, "The sword formation in the Mausoleum of Swords is the Seven Absolute Sword Formation … Rumor has it that it was set up by a powerful cultivator using the Seven Stars Landing as a reference. I don't know how long it's been since then."
"Seven Stars Landing?"
"The books are just exaggerations … However, the Sword Formation is indeed powerful. It can naturally form the Seven Terminal Sword Formation. Low-level cultivators can't enter the core area of the Sword Formation at all, much less take away the Demon Sword," Qin Jun said.
Just as he finished speaking.
Cries of agony could be heard from the depths of the Mausoleum of Swords.
Everyone turned to the source of the voice.
"There's movement."
"Let's go and take a look."
When Jiang Aijian recalled Qin Jun's words, he quickened his pace.
He was determined to obtain the Demon Sword. If Si Wuya took it away, he would not be able to get it back.
Their speed was very fast.
The low-level cultivators were also very close.
Although they were very nervous, the thought of the good swords in the depths of the Sword Catacomb made them inexplicably excited and stimulated.
Men die for wealth, while birds die for food.
There was no easy path to walk if one wanted the riches and honor that one yearned for.
Continue forward!
Lu Zhou flew in the air.
Jiang Aijian glanced at it and said with a smile, "Old senior …"
"What is it?" Lu Zhou asked as he flew.
"Nothing much …"
Qin Jun was touched once again. It was fine that he had made do with him along the way, but he still had to take care of him at such a crucial time in the Mausoleum of Swords.
The other low-level cultivators could only run on the ground.
After a while.
The four of them flew deep into the Mausoleum of Swords.
Swoosh.
Swoosh!
Flying swords streaked across the sky.
Looking up, there was no light at all.
"There's a flying sword. We've reached the sword array's area."
The Essence Energy in the air flowed as if there was a special force guiding the flow. The flying swords flew together with the flow of the Essence Energy.
Swoosh.
Swoosh!
Many flying swords flew past.
"There are corpses."
With the help of the weak light, they saw the bodies of the cultivators on the ground.
Jiang Aijian checked and said, "He died not long ago …"
"Members of the Darknet?" Lu Zhou asked.
"The Pillheart Sect …" said Jiang Aijian.
"What's the Pillheart Sect doing here instead of refining pills?" Qin Jun was puzzled.
"To be precise, it's not only the Pillheart Sect … The Celestial Master Path, Hengqu Branch, and Seven Stars Mountain Villa are here as well! It's rare for the Mausoleum of Swords to open. How could they be absent? "
When Little Yuan 'er heard that, she was puzzled.
"Master, is this demonic sword really that good?"
"Heaven-grade treasure." Lu Zhou said. When he thought about how heaven-grade was not enough to describe its value, he added, "It's the best among the heaven-grade."
Superior was just a vague adjective.
However, this was enough to prove the value of the demon sword.
Swoosh.
Whoosh –
More flying swords were brought over by the surging Yuan Qi.
Jiang Aijian smiled faintly and unsheathed Dragonsong.
The Dragonsong Sword shone with a dazzling golden light, and the sword energy spun.
Bang, bang, bang!
The dozen or so flying swords were struck to the ground.
He merely glanced at them before he said, "Yellow-grade?"
He was disappointed.
Dragonsong returned to its scabbard.
The swords that were struck to the ground vibrated again.
They wanted to return to the Sword Formation.
"As expected, I'll have to destroy them! How troublesome … "Jiang Aijian raised his hand.
At this moment, the cultivators who had finally caught up exclaimed in shock.
"Yellow-grade … It's a yellow-grade sword! I want it! I want it!"
"It's a tier-grade sword at least!"
The cultivators began fighting for the flying swords before they returned.
They were quickly emptied.
"I made the right choice," Jiang Aijian said.
Qin Jun said, "Get out of here if you don't want to die after taking the sword!"
"Thank you, senior!"
"Don't thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank this old mister," Qin Jun said.
The dozen or so cultivators bowed at Lu Zhou.
"Thank you, old mister!"
"Ding! Worshipped by 12 individuals. Reward: 120 merit points."
The other cultivators were not satisfied with the yellow-grade sword. They continued to follow Lu Zhou and the others.
Bam! Bam!
Another wail rang from the front.
Lu Zhou calmly stepped into the Sword Formation's area.
He activated his protective energy.
He sensed that the airflow from the Sword Formation was not harmful. His energy could withstand it.
When Jiang Aijian saw this, he said, "Old senior, your control of Primal Qi is superb. I'm impressed!"
Lu Zhou could not be bothered with him. He continued forward.
Soon after.
The others arrived at the deepest part of the Mausoleum of Swords.
The scene that greeted them shocked them.
In the middle of the mausoleum was a huge tombstone so tall that its top could not be seen. Dense inscriptions were carved on the tombstone.
The tombstone was suspended by eight huge chains from different directions. It stood firmly in the middle of the mausoleum.
Around the tombstone, there were long swords scattered everywhere. They were of different shapes and lengths.
There were countless flying swords revolving around the tombstone in the sky.
They were like a school of fish swimming swiftly in the sea.
It was these countless flying swords that repelled the cultivators who were trying to get close.
Almost 100 cultivators stood at the corners of the mausoleum as they stared at the tombstone.
…
Lu Zhou frowned slightly and said, "Where are my things now?"
He was not interested in the swords.
He was not interested at all.
His goal was to obtain the last remnant piece of the Open Heavenly Writing Scroll.
Qin Jun pointed at the faint light in the distance and said, "That tunnel …"
Little Yuan 'er noticed this as well. She said, "I think it's the same tunnel that leads to your ancestral grave …"
Jiang Aijian. "???"
The little ancestor's words were suffocating.
However, she seemed to be telling the truth.
Qin Jun said, "How do we get there? The Seven Terminal Formation is blocking our way. I'm afraid it'll be difficult. "
Lu Zhou was thinking about this as well.
There were too many flying swords in the Sword Formation, and they were powerful.
Unless … he activated the Impeccable Card and flew over.
Moreover, one card was definitely not enough.
What if there were other traps in the tunnel?
At this moment …
The cultivators near the tombstone charged toward the Sword Formation.
"On my command … Attack the Sword Formation."
"Newcomers … Stay at the back. Line up!"
Line up?
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