Just as Qin Yi approached, the piece of paper suddenly flew up, waved in front of Qin Yi, and then spontaneously combusted in the void. In the blink of an eye, it turned into ashes.
Just as Qin Yi was shocked, the chair made a strange sound.
One square meter of space around the chair suddenly sank down slowly.
Suddenly, a ray of light flashed. The chair suddenly disappeared, and the small space slowly floated up again.
When it floated up, it formed a protruding platform.
There were three boxes on it, which were covered by layers of strange flowing light.
It was obvious that there was something in each compartment. He could vaguely see some of it.
The flowing light on the first box slowly disappeared, and the thing inside was immediately reflected in Qin Yi's eyes.
It was a sword, and a sword technique.
"Seven Kill Sword Technique!"
On the cover of the sword technique, the four murderous words were extremely dazzling.
With the sword technique in hand, there seemed to be a soaring murderous aura, which made Qin Yi's heart beat faster. It was as if there were countless sword shadows dancing in front of him, and the sonorous murderous aura lingered in his ears.
What a piercingly cold murderous aura!
No wonder it had such a murderous name.
But that sword, was completely inconsistent with the temperament of the Seven Kill Sword Technique. It lay quietly in the box, as if it was in a deep sleep.
At first glance, there was nothing eye-catching about it, and it looked like an ordinary sword with a green edge.
However, when Qin Yi held it in his hand, the sword seemed to suddenly wake up. A terrifying murderous aura seemed to rush out from the scabbard.
Fortunately, the scabbard of the sword obviously had a perfect aura seal. When the power of the scabbard was slightly suppressed, the murderous aura of the sword seemed to suddenly return to its previous dormant state.
Qin Yi was secretly surprised. It was just a sword, but it seemed to be psychic. Whether it was the sword itself or the scabbard, they both seemed to have spiritual energy, and there was such an exaggerated communication between them.
Qin Yi gently held the sword hilt with his right hand, and slightly exerted force.
As the cold light flashed, a corner of the sword was revealed.
The moment the body of the sword was revealed, Qin Yi felt as if his entire body had fallen into a bottomless pit of ice. A piercingly cold chill seemed to want to freeze his soul.
A bone-chilling feeling instantly swept over Qin Yi's body.
However, almost at the same time, the mysterious scroll in Qin Yi's mind immediately rippled with a warm current and drilled into Qin Yi's body.
The terrifying power of ice was slowly dissolved by this warm current, and in the end, it disappeared into nothingness in his body.
Cold sweat broke out on Qin Yi's forehead. He knew that he had almost walked through the gates of hell just now.
He did not expect that the icy aura of the sword would be so terrifying. He had only pulled out the tip of the iceberg, and he had accidentally frozen himself.
Was this the cold air from hell?
Qin Yi had crossed blows with Yun Feng before. The so-called Cloud Rhinoceros Bloodline could not compare to the cold aura of this sword at all.
"Good sword!"
Although Qin Yi had suffered a slight loss, he had to admit it.
He knew that with his current Transcendent Mortal cultivation, he might not even be able to completely unsheathe the sword, let alone control it.
"Looks like it's impossible for me to see through the sharpness of this sword before I reach the Dao foundation realm!"
Qin Yi slowly put down the sword and began to flip through the sword manual seriously.
"Sword of Seven Murders, there is nothing that cannot be killed!"
These twelve words appeared on the first page, and they were written in a flamboyant and vigorous manner.
Although Qin Yi was not that kind of hot-blooded teenager, when he saw these majestic words, he felt his blood boiling for a while.
Putting everything else aside, these twelve words exuded a sense of arrogance and disdain for the gods and demons of the world.
Putting aside the fact that this sword manual was not that strong, at the very least, the aura and the unyielding character that it emitted were enough to make one's heart tremble.
Qin Yi knew that he was not someone who would be easily convinced, but at this moment, he was slightly convinced.
"I must practice this sword manual!"
After experiencing the series of changes in the Forsaken Land of the Gods, Qin Yi had a much better understanding of this world. In the end, this was a world where one's strength was used to solve problems.
It was a battle of wits and bravery.
In the end, one still had to rely on strength to solve problems.
When strength could overcome other factors, not everyone was willing to reason with you.
For example, people like Gu Feiyang and Ying Yusha, when they were strong enough, they would even kill their own sect, let alone their enemies.
Therefore, at this moment, Qin Yi did not care about Xiao Anran's background at all. Judging from Xiao Anran's various arrangements, his style might be a little surly.
However, this did not mean that he was completely useless.
At least, he had his own principles. If the intruders happened to be in line with his principles, they would not necessarily die.
Jiang Chen, for example, had not been greedy along the way, but had successfully entered the heart of the Palace of Gloom.
Qin Yi returned the sword manual and sword to their original places, then looked at the second grid.
The second grid was a set of talismans. There were four talismans in the set. They represented the four directions of attack, defense, escape, and illusion.
However, what made Qin Yi disappointed was that with his current cultivation base, he couldn't even see through the depth of this set of talismans, let alone activate them.
However, Qin Yi was not disappointed. The higher the level of the talismans, the more it proved that Xiao Anran's handiwork was not simple.
If even Qin Yi could see through a treasure so easily, then it was not a treasure at all. The inheritance here was not worthy of being called a high level inheritance.
Qin Yi looked at the third grid.
This was the last grid, and there was another Talisman inside.
This talisman was even more eye-catching than the set of talismans in the second grid.
When Qin Yi held it in his hand, he felt an inexplicable heaviness. As expected, a condensed talisman spread out from the third grid, and a voice came out.
"Lucky one, this Gloom Talisman is the essence of what I have learned in my life. It is the key to controlling the entire secret realm. Look at the patterns on the talisman. Do they match the layout of the entire secret realm? "
Qin Yi took a closer look and vaguely found some clues. After a comparison, it was really as this voice said.
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