Chapter 351
3 Hundred And 27 Chapters Of The Journey To The Sword Mound, A Sword, A Story
Zhang Ran glanced at the Demon Suppression Pagoda in surprise, and just now he felt a peeping gaze, staring straight at fate.
“For us, the sword is just a weapon in the hand, whether it is the light of kendo or the dark kendo, it depends on the person who uses them.”5
It is covered with mottled marks, and it seems that he has experienced several hardships.
After leaving the Town Demon Pagoda, Zhang Ran was placed in an exquisite courtyard.
Zhang Ran nodded, the truth is this, there is no right or wrong weapon, and the swordsmanship is always there.
Each sword here records a history of the swordsman.
But this level of sword energy can’t cause any damage to him.
The reason he threw this sword here is very simple, that is, he hopes that every Shushan disciple will not forget his family while cultivating.
“Maybe I can go somewhere.” Zhang Ran chuckled softly.
In the memory here, Zhang Ran saw the battle all the time.
His sword is very simple, he only knows the most basic swordsmanship, stabbing, chopping, and flirting…
The yard is nice, on a detached peak, and the surrounding scenery is beautiful.
For fear of leaving regrets in my own life.
He Qingfeng smiled and shook his head, only taking this as a joke.
After walking 100 meters, Zhang Ran felt something in the air, and it was still cutting his skin, it was the free sword energy.
In this position, a black long sword was inserted, and it was covered with mottled blood.
The two continued to move forward, and finally Zhang Ran stopped in front of the first sword.
But after the war, he also ran out of oil, and finally came to the sword mound and threw the sword here.
Zhang Ran crouched down and looked carefully at the memory left on the sword.
How could Zhang Ran do it? Unless he is a god!
He Qingfeng nodded, the swords on the periphery are indeed the most common swords, they have no target, and they can’t even condense sword intent.
But on the other hand, almost everyone goes through this step.
But here, the sword intent is very strong, and even Zhang Ran has a feeling that he will be slashed by a thousand knives at any time.
This sword is an ordinary sword, made of black iron, and it is not even a magic weapon.
“Even the most tyrannical and murderous sword can fight for protection.
Reaching out his hand, as if time had flown backwards, the fragments that fell just now recovered instantly.
“Hey…” Zhang Ran sighed softly.
The so-called sword mound is a huge mountain with countless swords stuck on it.
There is a sword of light, there is a sword of darkness, and there is a sword of decay.
He Qingfeng proudly introduced the sword grave, which is not only the background of Shushan 09, but also the proof that the swordsmen once existed.
The only difference is who uses them, and for what purpose.
When it comes to this, He Qingfeng has some regrets and some unwillingness.
Later, the child took this sword and worshipped into Shushan, and began to subdue demons and subdue demons. It was seven years later when he descended the mountain.
He Qingfeng shook his head: “Of course not only, there are still a few swords stuck in the place after 80,000 meters, but that is not the range that this old man can set foot in. It has been at least 8,000 years, and no one has been able to touch those swords. Got the sword.”
Zhang Ran nodded, and under the leadership of He Qingfeng, he walked towards the depths of the sword tomb.
Then Zhang Ran moved on, this time he came to another blood-stained sword.
It is a good place for retreat and practice.
The owner of this sword is a child of a poor family, and his parents made every effort to make this sword for him.
Finally, on this day, he came to a place of 80,000 meters, which was already the depths of Jianjian Tomb, not the deepest.
He Qingfeng explained.
And full of malice.
He Qingfeng quickly stepped forward to stop it.
So he started a desperate road of revenge, holding an ordinary ordinary sword, broke into the demon mountain, slaughtered three thousand demons, and avenged his parents.
Reach out and touch this sword. Countless years have made this sword look a little worn out, and large pieces of slag will fall off when you touch it lightly.
As the head of Shushan, he clearly holds the great opportunity because of his own strength and cannot be approached.
This is also a weapon made by a god, not a monster can break through.
Sure enough, there is a reason why this tower was named the Demon Suppression Tower. There is at least one monster below, but it’s not a big problem.
“The Sword Tomb has a history of tens of thousands of years, and every year, monks stick their swords on it.
This is a killing sword, at least it has killed demons.
Zhang Ran sighed, this is so similar to his original experience, gaining power but failing to protect his family is also a failure to some extent.
Zhang Ran is indeed very strong, but it also depends on the situation. Even those old monsters cannot approach the field beyond 80,000 meters.
There is sadness, joy, and despair.
After a long time, Zhang Ran raised his head and sighed: “Ordinary swords are also the most ordinary swords, and they have no goal of their own.
Zhang Ran could see that the power of this tower was quite terrifying, even comparable to his shadowless.
Although this sword is worn out and it is recorded that the swordsmanship is not very helpful to other people, there are still many disciples who come here to take a look and use it to warn themselves.
“The sword intent here increases step by step. Every 10,000 meters is a realm. If you want to stop killing, it is 80,000 meters away from this place.”5
No matter if you are right or wrong, Shushan allows you to insert your sword here.
“Fellow Daoist watch it, except for those divine swords, these ordinary swords should not be touched easily.”
A month has passed, Zhang Ran has watched a lot of kendo, and his understanding of the sword has become deeper and deeper.
In the memory of the sword, Zhang Ran saw a young man with a long sword in the forest practicing sword.
Hearing this, Zhang Ran asked curiously, “Is 80,000 meters the end of the sword mound?”
Simple swords are also the most common swords. Simple Zhang Ran can see his sword path at a glance, but Zhang Ran still looks at it very seriously.
It’s just a shame.
“This is what you want. The name of the sword is to kill to kill, and the swordsmanship left by that senior is also to kill to kill.”
After Zhang Ran rested for a few days, he went to the Sword Tomb under the leadership of He Qingfeng.
Then moving on, Zhang Ran saw more and more swords, and each sword had its own story.
When he returned home and returned to his hometown, he was disappointed to find that his parents had been eaten by demons as early as three years ago.