Lin Muzhao's palm opened gently, and a jade plaque that belonged to her rose up, shrouded in glory. The inscriptions outside the Stone Forest Sword Tomb in front suddenly scattered, and opened a door. She quickly stepped in and said, "Come in quickly."

Stepping into the sword tomb, a stone step leads straight to the lower world, and a gloomy ghost aura comes to my face, and I feel like I face the dark clan of the spiritual world. I immediately lifted out the Immortal Bone Sword and mobilized the power of the human king into the sword, ready to fight at any time.

Lin Muzhao saw it and smiled and said, "Yes, you seem to be very sensitive to death and ghosts."

"In the medieval era of the Dragon Realm, our Bu family was once one of the four major demon hunters families. The so-called demon spirits include the undead spirit, the Moluo, etc., so our Bu family will practice some methods to deal with the Yin spirits."

"The Battle Skill, right?"

"Senior sister also knows the battle technique?"

"How could you not know..." She looked at the depths of the sword tomb with a faint look and said, "That was once a powerful technique that shocked the upper world. If the Bu family had not been destroyed, this method would probably still be one of the supreme techniques of the upper world. Let's go, don't say so much. I will take you to see everything in the sword tomb today."

"Um."

The haze rose, and the sword tomb was filled with the dead spirit. In addition, there were very strong sword rules. You could see strands of sword intent flowing on the stone wall and mist. Even a simple protruding rock in this world contains the strong true meaning of sword intent. After all, too many sword masters are buried here.

The cold and wet stone steps broke halfway. Lin Muzhao walked in the air and I flew up as well. The mist in front became more and more intense. Only by opening the sword path’s sky eye can you see through the fog and death energy and see the truth in the sword tomb.

The moment I activated the sword-divine eye, I was shocked. There were ancient swords everywhere in the fog. Some were rusty, some looked a little old, with ancient auras, and below the ancient sword were corpses, with white bones and rocks forming a whole tomb forest. No wonder the gloomy aura was so strong. Looking around, there were thousands of ancient swords standing in the sword tomb, and the owners of the ancient sword were buried there, looking endlessly, probably at least tens of thousands of them.

"There are some swordsman masters buried here in the Human King Realm. Many of them have been dead for tens of thousands of years. Their ghosts are still practicing forever. Some have reached an extremely terrifying state. Most people are not opponents at all, so this sword tomb is like a large tomb, burying countless swordsman masters."

Lin Muzhao introduced, and said, "The sword tomb is full of dangers, but it is also a great opportunity for sword cultivators. The sword tomb contains almost all the true meaning of swords between heaven and earth. The sword tomb is more than several times that of the outside world. In other words, you will achieve twice the result with half the effort in practicing swordsmanship here, which is far better than in the outside world. From ancient times to the present, in addition to the disciples of the Tianzhu Academy who guards the sword tomb, our Bailu Academy only allows the strongest few swordsman masters to enter the sword tomb to practice."

"A lot of people should have died here in battle, right?" I said.

"Well, there is a barbaric Yin spirit space in the sword tomb. There are indeed many sword masters from Bailu Academy who practice here and become obsessed with the insults. They eventually become part of the sword tomb and become a Yin spirit, which lasts forever."

I frowned and said, "Senior Sister, why didn't I save these ghosts and let them be buried in peace?"

“No way to be free.”

Lin Muzhao shook his head: "Their resentment is too strong, and many of them were killed unwillingly. Moreover, the Yin Ling World may not be willing to accept this group of confused people, so it can only suppress them here. Because you have joined the Heavenly Prison Academy, you will tell you this secret. Otherwise, even the disciples who have entered the three holy palaces will not be qualified to know the existence of the Jianzhong Heavenly Prison."

At this moment, my eyes fell deeper into the sword tomb. When the sword's sky eye was opened, I could see a huge stone pillar straight through the entire sword tomb, connecting the sky above and nine ghosts below, filled with a transcendent sword's rule, emitting a sacred aura. It seemed that it was its existence that could suppress these fierce ghosts.

Seeing me surprised, Lin Muzhao chuckled: "Don't be surprised. It's not an ordinary stalagmites, but a sword. A holy sword that existed in the ancient times was called God-Suppressing. It is said that this sword once killed the true god. Later, the master of the God-Suppressing Sword fell and left the God-Suppressing Sword in this world to suppress thousands of sword-dao Yin spirits. There is a 100,000-strong inscription array outside the Heavenly Prison of the Sword Tomb to suppress it, and there is a peerless God-Suppressing Sword, so even if the Yin spirit at the bottom is strong, it cannot come out, and can only continue to be suppressed obediently."

"The bottom layer? Is there a deeper level?"

"nature."

Lin Muzhao walked on the mist, walking in the mist of the sword tomb like a fairy who was standing in the mortal world, and said, "What we are now is just the first floor of the sword tomb Heavenly Prison. There are also the second, third, and fourth floors underground... I don't even know how many layers there are. In short, the more you suppress the Yin spirit, the stronger it will be. Even a powerful sword saint may not be able to walk to the bottom alive."

I was slightly surprised and said, "Awesome..."

Lin Muzhao said: "In the future, you can practice swordsmanship here. You can come in at any time with your Tianzhu Academy student token, and no one will stop you. After all, you are already a member of the Tianzhu guarding the Jianzhu."

"Um."

As he was speaking, more than a dozen figures appeared in the gloomy mist, all of which were illusory ghosts, but their aura was strong. They held the ancient swords from their lives, exuding an extremely strong sword art. One of them laughed sinisterly and said, "Isn't this a little beauty from the White Deer Academy? Why, the world above is lonely, and you are still having fun with us?"

"Get out of here, you are not worthy of being my opponent!"

Lin Muzhao shouted with a sweet shout, and the holy energy swept across, and suddenly more than a dozen ghosts were dispersed. She turned around and smiled at me, saying, "Although these ghosts were fierce and powerful, they were once defeated by my men, so as long as you defeat them once, you can leave a great fear in their Yin Ling consciousness. Even your scolding is enough to make them disappear."

I nodded: "I understand."

"alright."

Lin Muzhao stopped and said, "Today is your first time to enter the sword tomb Heavenly Prison to practice. I'll accompany you here. You can challenge these ghosts by yourself. If you defeat them all, you will be qualified to enter the second underground sword tomb."

As she said that, she took out a purple plain silk and threw it out. The long silk penetrated straight between the two stone walls. Lin Muzhao lay slanted on the long silk, supporting his ears with one hand. The two slender and round legs naturally overlapped, and entered a state of enlightenment like a fairy in Lingbo. In this gloomy world of death, it formed a beautiful picture.

I glanced at her.

"Is senior sister good-looking?" she smiled with her beautiful eyes closed.

"nice."

I answered casually, and walked forward with the Immortal Bone Sword. In the fog, a ghost appeared. I held a mottled ancient sword in my hand. I looked at me with a pair of blue eyes and said, "Boy, you just dare to break into the sword tomb in the early stage of the King Realm. Don't you know how to write the word "death"? Let me teach you a lesson!"

The ancient sword raised and slashed out a sword intent that was passing through the blue waves.

The sword intent with water attribute rules is extremely rare. As Senior Sister Lin Muzhao said, although the Yin spirit in this first-level sword tomb was only a cultivator in the Human King Realm during his lifetime, he still practiced the artistic conception of swords after his death. The level of swords has reached a very terrifying level, and his understanding and understanding of swordsmanship is far better than me in some aspects.

war!

When I saw a move, the Immortal Bone Sword slashed out a sword from the ground to fight. Two completely different artistic conceptions fought together, and in just three rounds, the ghost spirit shattered into the fog like sand and dust, while I stayed in place, pondered in my heart, deducing his water-attribute sword rules in my mind, and gained something.

If as my senior sister said, there are various sword rules here. Although not one of the first level of Yin spirits has achieved the clarity of the sword heart, there are many things worth learning and contemplating. Looking at the upper realm, any strong man who can reach the sword saint is not a sacred person who can see the present is a must.

Half a step forward, the second Yin spirit appeared. It was a strong man holding a blood-colored ancient sword. He was very violent and attacked without saying a word. The long sword instantly transformed into blood rain all over the sky, and dozens of sharp blades pierced through the air.

"bite--"

The sword edge of the Immortal Bone Sword roared lightly, and dozens of sword intent burst out instantly, forming a sword wall in front of him. No matter how fierce the opponent attacked, he could not break the heavy sword wall. I carefully observed his sword path and won with speed. As fast as thunder. If it weren't for my sword path level, I would probably suffer a loss.

With one sword, the ghost spirit was shattered. In less than thirty breaths, I gained something in my heart and nodded. This feeling of little progress was really great.

Time was lost bit by bit, and the whole night passed in a blink of an eye, and the outside world was already shining with sunshine.

That night, I defeated more than 300 Yin spirits. While defeating them, I also comprehended the mystery of their swordsmanship. After all, I have reached the point where the sword heart is clear. It is not difficult to comprehend the artistic conception of masters who are lower than my swordsmanship, but this can complement my swordsmanship and make the sword heart be perfect.

"very nice."

Lin Muzhao's soft and boneless body floated down like smoke, put away the long silk, and said, "Junior brother, let me tell you, is your sword heart clear enough to approach the middle level?"

I was slightly stunned: "It's almost the same..."

"snort!"

She had a beautiful eyes, but she was not angry, saying, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Senior sister is tired and goes back to sleep. You should go back and have a rest. The yin energy in the sword tomb is too heavy, and people cannot stay for a long time. You have to come in again at least one day, do you understand?"

"Okay, I get it."
Chapter completed!