In the sword tomb, every inch of the space is filled with sword intent, either sharp, violent, or heavy, each with different characteristics. As long as you step into it, it is like being in a sea of ​​swords, and you will be completely submerged at any time.

Baili Kuangsheng narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the hazy phantom. In a vague way, he seemed to see the phantom turn around, and a pure and extremely murderous intent suddenly bloomed, which made him feel a creepy and terrible feeling.

"What is that?" Baili Kuangsheng exclaimed. When he looked over again, he found that the terrifying murderous intent had disappeared, and the phantom also became hazy, like smoke and fog, and it was difficult to see the reality and reality clearly.

Chu Xingyun also stared at the phantom. He did not immediately answer Baili Kuangsheng's doubts, but just raised his hand and signaled Baili Kuangsheng to continue moving forward.

The two of them stepped back and walked towards the center of the sword tomb.

The more you walk, the more shocked Baili Kuangsheng's heart became.

In his vision, countless swords were inserted on the ground, one after another, like endless mountains, with no end at all.

When we arrived at the center of the sword tomb, a sound of gasping in the cold air came from Baili Kuangsheng's mouth.

He was surprised to find that in this space locked by clouds, there was actually a lonely peak made of swords. The peak was like a sword, as high as a hundred feet high, and the top of the lonely peak was the platform.

The high platform was also made of swords, and under the glimmer of light, it flashed with dazzling sword light. This time, Baili Kuangsheng saw the hazy phantom again, in a human form, but without facial features, unable to identify men and women, nor the vitality of human beings.

"This phantom is not a creature. It comes from heaven and earth. It is condensed by thousands of sword weapons, so it is called a sword spirit." At this time, Chu Xingyun's voice sounded at the right time, answering Baili Kuangsheng's doubts.

However, when Baili Kuangsheng heard the word "Sword Spirit", the doubts on his face did not dissipate, and he did not speak, waiting for Chu Xingyun's later words.

Chu Xingyun smiled faintly and continued, "The old saying goes, all things in the world have spirituality, and the same is true for swords. When the sword weapon has been nourished and tempered heavily, a spirit body will be born in the sword body, and this spirit body is the sword spirit."

"The sword spirit is the marrow of the sword weapon. As the sword spirit grows vigorously, the sword weapon will become particularly powerful. As long as the sword cultivator is recognized by the sword spirit, he can control the sword weapon at will and resonate with the sword weapon strongly."

"Sword spirits were also born in Canguang's sword body." Chu Xingyun added the last sentence, which made Baili Kuangsheng's mind tremble suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at Canguang.

call out!

Baili Kuangsheng stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the hilt of the sword. With a draw of the sword, the dazzling sword light burst out in all directions. The remaining light turned into a stream of light, shuttled freely in the sky, as if a swimming fish had returned to the sea, and was particularly excited.

Baili Kuangsheng felt this excitement particularly strongly. Even worse, he felt that he and the remnant light merged into one, and could clearly feel the sword intent flowing in his body, which was very comfortable.

"The remnant light was originally the sword body of the legendary ancient sword. Thousands of years ago, after a fierce battle, the sword spirit of the legendary ancient sword took the initiative to abandon the incomplete sword body and fled alone in order to save its life. During the long thousand years, the remnant light was lonely day by day and night, but it still did not give up. At that time, the remnant light had already condensed the prototype of the sword spirit."

Chu Xingyun looked at the remnant light with a smile. Baili Kuangsheng's body trembled slightly and echoed: "So, when I came into contact with the remnant light, those lights and shadows were also released by the sword spirit?"

"That's right." Chu Xingyun retracted his eyes and pointed at the hazy phantom: "The sword tomb has existed for thousands of years, and the number of sword weapons has reached 30 million. The sword intent of these sword weapons condensed with each other, and finally the sword spirit was born."

"Although this sword spirit is just a prototype and has not even formed consciousness, its existence has gathered the incomplete sword intent of 30 million sword weapons. The murderous intent that spreads out is enough to change the color of heaven and earth!" Speaking of this, Chu Xingyun's eyes flashed with heart-warming thoughts.

As a sword cultivator, he naturally knew the importance of the sword spirit.

The sword spirit in front of me was formed by 30 million sword weapons, and after thousands of years of precipitation, even the sword spirit of the legendary ancient sword wanted to swallow it, thereby improving its own strength.

As long as Chu Xingyun can have this sword spirit, he can quickly improve his sword realm, and can also nourish the entire Wanjian Pavilion with the power of the sword spirit, so that all disciples can benefit.

Therefore, after knowing the existence of this sword spirit, Chu Xingyun secretly decided that one day he would move Qitian Peak into Wanjian Mountain, use the sword tomb as the source, and establish a vast sect!

"only……"

After taking back his thoughts, Chu Xingyun frowned and his words became solemn: "Although the power of the sword spirit is powerful, it is not yet fully mature and difficult to have any effect. At this moment, Wanjian Pavilion is in a state of incomplete restructuring. It has to reorganize the sect, suppress the sect territory, and even face the greed and covetousness of many forces."

"With internal and external troubles, if you fail to withstand the pressure, Wanjian Pavilion will be destroyed. The vast territory of the vast sect and billions of warriors will be suppressed and exploited by many forces. By that time, not to mention blood flowing into a river and corpses are everywhere, I am afraid that the entire Wanjian Pavilion will become a barren land and will no longer have its former glory."

Chu Xingyun's words exuded a strong sense of crisis. Because of his words, the atmosphere of the entire sword tomb became much solidified, and the sword chanting was low, making people feel solemn.

"So, it is an imminent matter to rectify Wanjian Pavilion and eliminate the sect's atmosphere, and I need your help." Chu Xingyun's eyes fell on Baili Kuangsheng, and his words and eyes were all sincere.

Baili Kuangsheng was silent for a moment. He moved his eyes and looked at the immature sword spirit, then looked at the residual light in the void. In his dark eyes, a series of brilliance flashed one after another.

call!

Not long after, Baili Kuangsheng raised his head and made a strong exhalation sound from his mouth.

There was no hesitation or disconfidence in his eyes and said to Chu Xingyun: "Okay, I am willing to take on the position of the Great Elder. As long as I am here, I will definitely help you manage Wanjian Pavilion well and will never let you down."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xingyun's face finally showed a smile.

But seeing him shook his head, he smiled and said with a smile: "Yangyang Wanjian Pavilion does not belong to me, but to us."
Chapter completed!