1867: C1867 An Old Man with a Broken Sword in His Grave

C1867 An Old Man with a Broken Sword in His Grave

This sudden voice truly caused Ling Tian to be frightened in his heart.

This lone grave was different from an ancient tomb, it was simply too eerie.

"Who is it!"

"Playing tricks in the Haoran City!?"

Ling Tian's expression turned ruthless.

Tassel's aura instantly rose from his body.

The most masculine and positive bloodline pressure could block the evil reverence.

Although it was devilish, it could not affect Ling Tian's dao heart.

"Hehe, you came to my oregano radix and even asked who I am?"

"Aren't you here to find me?"

The voice rang out again.

Ling Tian was completely sure that this voice came from the grave in front of him!

However, the voice was sharp.

Hearing his voice was like facing a sharp sword.

It was definitely not the voice of the evil reverence in the world.

It was more like an expert of the sword in front of him!

"Was that Sword Intent that you did?"

Ling Tian frowned, and said suddenly.

"Hahaha, that's right!"

"About this, I actually have to thank you."

"If it wasn't for that tune of yours, you still wouldn't have been able to hook my Sword Intent!"

"Without your tune, I would not have released this Sword Intent that I have been stifled for so long!"

"How refreshing!"

"Hahaha!"

However, facing this lonely grave's voice, Ling Tian was unable to understand its meaning.

"Forget it. If you don't mind, young friend, please come inside and have a chat. There might be something you're looking for here."

However, that voice suddenly invited him in.

"Hehe, since that's the case, then I, sorry to trouble you."

Since he was already in front of him, Ling Tian naturally had no reason to be afraid.

He would not be looked down upon.

Of course, Ling Tian had thought about it too.

He was completely caught off guard by that voice just now.

If the owner of this voice wanted to harm him.

Now he was a corpse.

Furthermore, from that voice, what Ling Tian could hear was the cold righteousness of a swordsman.

This aura was not something that anyone could possess.

"Haha, great!"

Laughing loudly from within the lone grave, Ling Tian immediately felt a tearing force suddenly shoot out from within the grave, and Ling Tian immediately got sucked in.

"Ugh …"

An extremely strong sense of dizziness swept through Ling Tian's mind.

This was a feeling that Ling Tian had never had since he had flown to Fairy Spirit World.

A Teleportation Array that could give Ling Tian this feeling was either extremely far or extremely powerful.

But the former could basically be ruled out.

In Haoran City, there was no way that a teleportation formation that was very far away existed.

Unless the Array was far stronger than the Haoran City's Great City Barrier Formation.

Or perhaps, it was owned by the Haoran City's Lord.

However, when Ling Tian opened his eyes, he discovered that he was actually in an extremely ordinary stone chamber.

The stone chamber was extremely simple and crude, with the exception of a stone bed and a praying mat.

What was left was the half of the broken sword that was stuck in the ground.

However, when Ling Tian saw the broken sword, he realized that his gaze could not focus on it.

With just a few more glances, the Eyes felt as if it was pierced by a sword, the pain was incomparable.

"Humph!"

However, Ling Tian was anxious.

With a hundred thousand sword shadow, how could he be blocked by a single one!?

Immediately, a hundred thousand sword shadow gathered in Ling Tianshuang's eyes, resisting that terrifying sharp Sword Intent.

In an instant, Ling Tian faced the broken sword and endured for a good ten breaths of time before finally seeing the broken sword in front of him clearly.

"Phecda Four Appearances!"

However, when Ling Tian destroyed the sharp Sword Intent above the broken sword, he astonishingly saw the four ancient seal character atop it!

"Un!? You actually saw these four words in such a short amount of time!? "

Suddenly, a startled voice woke Ling Tian up.

The hundred thousand sword shadow in Ling Tianshuang's eyes immediately dispersed.

He suddenly turned around and saw a figure appearing on the stone bed. It was unknown when that figure had appeared.

He wore an ancient blue robe with Eyes s tightly shut. Even though his hair and beard were completely white, it was neatly tied behind his head.

His face was covered with wrinkles.

However, it was as if the edge of a sword had been sculpted. It was extremely sharp and fierce.

Although he was sitting there cross-legged, it caused Ling Tian to uncontrollably take two steps back before he managed to stabilize himself.

This old man was like a drawn sword.

Just by sitting, the terrifying Press of Sword Dao caused Ling Tian to have no choice but to circulate the hundred thousand sword shadow in his body to stand stably.

This was actually the first time Ling Tian had ever encountered such a powerful existence known as the Sword Intent!

Even when he obtained the Myriad Sword Technique, he only felt this way.

This person was extraordinary!

"I Ling Tian greets Senior!"

Ling Tian cupped his hands.

"Hehe, Ling Tian..."

"Sword Intent Ling Tian, your name is not bad."

"I am Chi Rushan."

"The cave is simple and crude. Take a seat, little friend."

The old man waved his hand and a stone bench appeared behind Ling Tian.

"Thank you!"

Ling Tian sat upright.

Only now did the old man send the message. The old man had not opened his eyes.

However, the name Chi Rushan caused his heart to tremble.

Could it be that this fellow was Chi Sanqi's ancestor!?

Ling Tian could not feel his Qi, and could not discern his cultivation level.

But at the very least, it was above the cultivation of ordinary Fairy Immortal.

Such a return to pure energy was the most shocking.

"Hehe, being able to find this place can be considered fate. To be able to read the words on this broken sword, you truly make this old man feel ashamed of his own body."

"Such a sword heart is something rarely seen in my life. I'm afraid that even the head of the Six Dukes of Cloud Piercer, Xing Yunzi, will not be able to compare to you!"

The old man's eyes were still closed as he muttered to himself.

Ling Tian also realized that this powerful old man was actually blind.

However, Ling Tian did not recognize any Xing Yunzi from the words he had heard about.0

Was this the Cloud Piercing Sword Sect's expert!?

"Senior is too kind. When I first emerged, he was still an ant."

Ling Tian laughed.

"Haha, no, no, no. If you were an ant, then there wouldn't be any strong people left in this world."

"In other words, any expert would have been nothing more than an ant in the past."

"However, ants are different. Some are born with pride and ambition, while others are unable to even clearly see the road to a hundred years."

"Reasonable. I've learnt my lesson." Ling Tian nodded.

"The Phecda Four Appearances. Hur Hur. If I didn't hear it with my own ears, I wouldn't dare to believe it."

"This made me, Chi Rushan, take a hundred years to clearly see something that I only managed to see with a pair of eyes, and it actually took you ten breaths of time to do so."

"Oh heavens' will, it's the heavens' will that messes with me."

The old man let out a long sigh and said, "Forget it. Perhaps what he asked me to do was just to guard this place."

"Ling Tian, do you know what this broken sword is!?"

The old man pointed at broken sword and said.

"Ugh …"

Ling Tian took a glance at the broken sword from the corner of his eyes, and said: "Could it be, it's some kind of tyrannical Weapon?"

He had only clearly seen the four words on the sword a moment ago, but he hadn't remembered anything else.

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