The sword mound came into view.

A sense of the heaviness and depression of the passage of time instantly surged like flowing water, hitting the hearts of the two of them, washing the riverbank in their hearts.

It was a long sword buried, the blade rusty, and it was hard to see the cold that should have belonged to them, and some were just rusty spots in the afterglow of the shimmer.

Those afterglows were faint, converging into the sea of stars of the sword mound.

Maybe it's because of the arrival of Lan Mo and the two, or maybe it's because of the different angles of daylight, the sea of stars is swaying, as if telling some moving and tortuous chapter.

Xu is their origin, Xu is the story of the buried sword mound, and Xu is the sorrow that has been buried for many years.

But it was quiet, so quiet that there was no sound, no wind, and no whispers that followed the wind.

Everything was silent.

In the silence, the heaviness of the years, and the burial of the divine soldiers, flowed quietly.

Lan Mo walked over to a sword.

Stroke it gently.

The decay is serious, and the former rigidity has been lost, and it will shatter when you pinch it.

Maybe it used to be a good sword, but now, the years have taken away its power, leaving only untold stories, but... One piece of scrap iron.

"How does it feel?".

Fang Mu spoke.

"You wield a sword, and you should know more than I know with a gun. "

"I've never heard of such a large-scale sword mound under the Falling Star Valley. "

"A sword mound of this scale is either the site of a certain kendo sect, or there was once a large-scale kendo war. "

"However, this part of the Falling Star Valley is a paradise for demon beasts, sparsely populated, and I have never heard of the existence of a kendo sect and a great war!"

Lan Mo glanced around.

A cool voice came out with some elegance.

"The Falling Star Valley stretches for hundreds of miles, and its history is longer than that of the Zhou Kingdom, so it is not a pity that some secrets are hidden. "

"You don't know either?".

Fang Mu's eyes flashed, "It seems that we have the so-called adventure." "

"The treasure hunter really lives up to its name. "

Lan Mo's cold eyes glanced at the treasure hunter who was trembling in the sword mound.

At this moment, the small and delicate body of the treasure hunter was trembling slightly, huddled in place and did not dare to move, and a pair of smart eyes were full of fear and fear, as if something terrible was staring at it around it.

"Not an adventure, maybe a crisis. "

Lan Mo looked around, "The Treasure Hunter has a very high intelligence, and it is difficult to domesticate, especially if you hold grudges. "

"It's not obviously that it's not here to help us find treasures, but it's that it senses that there's a terrible power here that can help it get revenge. "

"At the very least, it can make us jealous and help it get out. "

As soon as Lan Mo's words fell, the originally desolate and desolate sword mounds around him became cold and terrifying inexplicably.

In the dark shadows, it seems that something is eyeing the two of them!

The two of them were highly concentrated and walked slowly in the sword mound.

As soon as the two left, the treasure hunter slowly distanced himself.

When he walked to a sword mountain, Fang Mu pinched a sword beside him.

"Like the ones outside, the iron essence has been completely lost. "

"How many years did it take for the sword mound to be corroded like this?".

Lan Mo frowned and shook his head, he was more sensitive to sword weapons with his sword.

He vaguely felt that the decay of these burial swords was not only the polishing of the years, but more importantly, it was like a mysterious force that had sucked away all the essence of the swords!

Silent, Lan Mo and Fang Mu went deeper into the sword mound.

Following the direction of the treasure hunter, the two arrived at a huge stone wall in the sword mound.

The stone wall is engraved with four powerful and powerful characters that are as striking as sharp swords:

Sword Demon Stroke!

According to the situation of the sword mound, this place has existed for at least a thousand years.

But at least a thousand years of time have been polished, and the pride of these four characters has never been swallowed up!

The four words of the sword demon are like a new carving, just by looking at it, there is a terrifying sword intent that rises to the sky in the hearts of the two of them!

The strong kendo will is expressive, and it suddenly glows on the stone wall!

In a trance, the two of them seemed to see an invincible and lonely figure through these four big characters!

That figure stands proudly in the world, looking at the heroes, one person and one sword, the world walks alone!

The world is invincible, and the lonely seeks defeat!

Just four words make people feel the brilliance of the original owner's life, and it is hard to imagine what kind of realm he was in during his lifetime. "

"Tongmai?".

"Or is it above the vein, crossing the dragon gate, and promoting the transcendent flow of true spirits?".

Blue ink doesn't say anything.

Tongmai?

If the comprehension of the sword has reached the realm of leaving words and transmitting gods, if it is only a pulse, then it is inevitable that he will look down on sword cultivation too much.

As a man with a sword, yes, with a sword.

For Lan Mo, sword cultivation was a noble word, and he didn't want to insult the word sword cultivation.

Now he is not worthy of sword cultivation, he just uses a sword.

As a sword user, Lan Mo's perception of the four characters of the sword demon is far deeper than that of Fang Mu.

From the four characters of the sword demon's masterpiece, there is no doubt that this must be left by a sword master in sword cultivation!

And that's just what I feel from the word so far.

You must know that this word has been worn out for thousands of years, but it still retains such charm! I'm afraid that he and Fang Mu have already been wiped out on the spot!

With the mood of admiring the peerless demeanor of the sword cultivators, Lan Mo's eyes explored the stone wall, hoping to find the sword cultivation experience left by the engraver sword demon.

For a sword user like Lan Mo, the legacy left by everyone in swordsmanship, even if it is just a few words, is enough to benefit Lan Mo immensely, saving a lot of penance.

Searching, Lan Mo found four long bags of dirt under the stone wall.

Sword mounds, unique brushes, long earthen bags...

Could it be...

Lan Mo's heart stirred, and he carefully dug up the first dirt bag.

After digging it up, inside was a radiant long sword, and next to the long sword was a stone slab with a line of words engraved on it:

Fierce and fierce, invincible, before the age of fifteen, he persistently competed with the world's heroes.

Fang Mu on the side saw Lan Mo's abnormal movement, and before he could ask, his eyes were attracted by this sentence.

"Fierce and fierce, invincible, and before the age of fifteen, he will continue to compete with the world's heroes!".

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