"Sword Pool!"

There is the softness of water, and the sharpness and strength of water, pervasive, unbreakable, this Yingying cold light, that clear spring, or something else?

In this central sword domain, it can only be the sword pool that is unique to ancient and modern sword cultivation in the heavens and the earth!

Back then, in the land of fire spirits in Tianzhu Mountain, Zhang Fan had seen the golden place where the fire spirit manifested, and at that time, he also lamented that he was limited to ability, and did not manifest the most essence and the most incredible place in the sword domain.

I never thought that I could see it here.

The rippling water light in front of him is just countless subtle reflections, and the real sword pool is still far away from the eye.

Now where Zhang Fan is standing, there are large expanses of white sand under his feet, as if there is no end to it.

These white sands are not the milky white fine sand at the ordinary water's edge, but small but angular, and from time to time they shimmer with a metallic luster in a cold color.

With a move in his hand, several pieces of white sand came into view, and he could clearly see that the shape of each white sand was not round, but vaguely like a sword, as if broken into such a small piece, still maintaining the shape of a sword and the meaning of a sword.

All around, there is a phosgene that seems to be similar to the outside world Jianping Peak, the difference is that this phosgene is more condensed, more quintessence, and it is erratic with a sense of sharpness and resoluteness, as if if if you don't put your heart on your body, you will divide people into countless parts, and end up with the white sand under your feet.

"Shattered sword qi!"

Feeling the more contemplative phosgene in front of him, Zhang Fan finally understood their origins.

He has been in contact with the sword qi for many years, and his feeling for the sword qi itself can be said to be extremely clear, before in the outside world, he didn't expect it, and second, it was too faint like a mist to be able to distinguish it.

Now in this sword domain, he encountered a much richer phosgene again, and he understood it at once.

Everything in front of me is the remnants of the shattered battle of the Sword Domain tens of thousands of years ago, but it is just the remnant of the glory of the past.

Phosgene is the mist formed by the sword qi after it has been shattered into countless parts, with a trace of sword intent and a little persistence, and the white sand is the powder of countless swords in the sword mound that has been shattered under the terrifying power, but it still retains a little bit of sword pride in the past, stubbornly maintaining the shape of the sword.

Maybe there is only the unreachable sword pool, and there is still a bit of style in the past, after all, with the immeasurable sword vaporization liquid, it is almost an indestructible existence.

"Extinction Daoist, let's go!"

"Hmm!"

Compared with Zhang Fan's slight emotion, the reaction of extinction is much more violent, although she is not yet a qualified sword cultivator, but what she has revered since she was a child is the glory of sword cultivation, and she is holding the concept of sword cultivation.

In a trance, a group of two people walked in this glorious sunset.

Everything is calm, there is no danger, there is no obstacle, only the white sand and phosgene are accompanied, and they are gradually drifting away.

A moment later, a clear spring and a touch of water came into view.

The most violent, sharpest, and most unruly power in heaven and earth, the sword qi, the ultimate strength, turned into the ultimate softness, and the steel was turned into a soft finger, and the sharp sword qi turned into flowing water.

It was the scene that appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

In front of him, a mirror lake that was calm to the extreme blocked the way, the lake surface was stable, without a trace of wind, without a little ripple, and the faint light of the water soaked through everything.

Faced with this soft and calm scene, as if only a small stone could break it, Zhang Fan's face gradually sank.

The most wonderful place in the Sword Domain, the Sword Pool, is not so simple on the surface?

After a while, Zhang Fan's hand flipped over, and an ore appeared in his palm, and it disappeared in a flash, turning into an afterimage, passing over the top of the sword pool.

At this moment, like a tiger entering a flock, it was like a stormy wind, and the calm sword pool instantly changed the world.

"Boom~"

With a deafening roar, the sword pool seemed to come to life, and the entire water surface rippled neatly, and the boundless water vaporized, as if countless sharp swords penetrated the ore in an instant.

With a flick of his fingers, one moment, it was still round, and the next moment, it was silent and shattered into countless crystals.

Not to mention with the naked eye, even if Zhang Fan released his divine sense, he was still not sure how many parts of that ore had been divided into at that moment.

Each one is a shiny cross-section, just like a worldly jeweler, polished by fine craftsmen, but in essence, it is just a passing edge, as if it were inseparable.

Sprinkled with enthusiasm, every bit of powder was divided into smaller fragments by the immeasurable sword qi that suddenly appeared, and when it fell into the water surface of the sword pool, it was already invisible.

The ore has long disappeared without a trace, completely erased from this world, but the changes on the sword pool have not stopped.

The surface of the water, which had been calm a moment before, was still rippling, rising and falling, high and low, high and low, surging or silently surging, sometimes stormy, sometimes calm...... These innumerable surges, as if containing some kind of subtlety, instantly attracted Zhang Fan's attention.

At the same time, above the sword pool, countless phosgene condensed, like a rich white cloud, and the place where it could not be seen was real, but now under the fluctuation of the sword pool, it finally revealed its true face.

The phosgene is scattered, and a high platform stands on the top of the sword pool.

On the high platform, there are only three or five people who stop at the same size, and there is no figure on it, let alone any decoration, only a broken sword, which is inserted straight into the stage.

This remnant sword is mottled all over, as if it has been slashed countless times, and it remains to this day.

The body of the sword is the color of bronze, as if it is made of copper, and the edge is sharp, but there is a white light, which is a sword made of too white gold, and it is also less sharp.

"Central Wuji Qilin Sword!"

At this time, Extinction suddenly exclaimed, and the eagerness and excitement in his voice could not be concealed at all.

"Central Wuji Qilin Sword?"

Zhang Fan's expression moved when he heard this, and he raised his eyes.

At this time, the phosgene gradually condensed, as if the burden of ten thousand jun was pressing, and slowly sank, revealing everything on the high platform.

The remnant sword also completely entered Zhang Fan's field of vision.

The shape of the remnant sword is simple, the color of the dusk is simple, and the broken body adds to the ancient meaning of the bronze sword.

Long and old, even from countless distances, Zhang Fan can still feel the savage-like aura that emanates from the sword body all the time.

Immediately, he also understood the meaning of the Central Wuji Qilin Sword that Extinction had said.

Behind the quaint bronze sword, a phantus appeared, shaking its head and tail, not angry and arrogant, not roaring, but it directly shocked the hearts of the seeers.

The phantom, with the antlers of the dragon's head, with the waist of a tiger and a bear's waist, resembles a horse, is like a deer, with snake scales and an ox's tail, at the corner of the mouth, the flame looms, and between the breaths, if the thunder roars, it resounds directly in the soul.

"There are three hundred and sixty hairy insects, and the unicorn is long"

It is the chief of the beasts that suppresses the central Wuji Qilin, one of the five directions of heaven and earth!

Looking at the ancient sword on the high platform, although it was broken, it was still full of earth essence condensed, Zhang Fan's expression moved, and he suddenly thought of something, and opened his mouth to ask Extinction: "Extinction Daoist, the sword domain is broken into five pieces?"

"Yes, Zhang Dao is friendly and keen!"

At this time, Extinction also recovered from the shock of the first sight of the Central Wuji Qilin Sword, and nodded in admiration.

After all, the hope of revenge is very likely to be pinned on Zhang Fan's body, and the extinction does not hide his secrets, and he quickly told Zhang Fan what he knew about the situation in the Sword Domain.

The Ancient Sword Cultivation Holy Land, the Sword Domain, is incarnated from the Golden Spirit Bead in the Five Spirit Beads, but it is not limited to this.

In the countless years since then, the sword cultivation lineage, I don't know what method, I found the five-way spirit sword, suppressed it on the sword domain, and then constituted a treasure that penetrates the heavens and the earth.

The so-called five-party spirit sword is exactly: the central Wuji Qilin sword, the western Gengjin White Tiger Sword, the Eastern Jiayi Qinglong Sword, the Northern Nongui Xuanwu Sword, and the Southern Bingding Zhuque Sword!

They followed the origin of heaven and earth and suppressed the four directions and the central government.

"Five-party spirit sword, five-party sword domain!"

"I see!"

Zhang Fan suddenly realized that although the sword domain was shattered in the first battle of that year, it was still suppressed according to the five spirit swords and turned into five pieces.

The reason why the sword domain here is called the Central Sword Domain is precisely because it is the head of the five spirit swords that is suppressed here - the Central Wuji Qilin Sword!

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan raised his eyes again, but saw that on the platform, the phosgene that had precipitated a moment ago suddenly changed.

As if there was some kind of mold restraining it, all the phosgene was not completely dispersed, but condensed and combined with each other, and from the high platform to the edge of the sword pond, a staircase to the sky was laid out.

The phosgene is condensed, and the metallic luster and the sharp sword qi are raised at the same time, and the staircase that leads to the sky is forcibly decorated with a brilliant and dazzling brilliance, as if it is made of pieces of polished platinum to the incomparably bright light.

"Zhang Daoyou, this is the way of conscience!"

Extinction looked at the ladder that stretched to her feet, and a look of longing or apprehension suddenly flashed on his face, and he said slightly unnaturally.

Zhang Fan nodded, did not reply, just stared at the ladder in front of him.

The road of inquiry, the ladder to heaven, the wall of life and death, the point of no return...... It is the first level of the ancient monks, when they get started, in order to torture their hearts, face life and death, and temper their minds.

Each sect, whether it is good or evil, is evil, and the difference is that each sect requires a different "heart", and the content of the test is also very different.

At that time, he heard that the extinction mentioned the test of inheritance, Zhang Fan still didn't know why, but now it seems that it is this way of inquiry.

Asking the heart and asking the heart, what is tortured is the heart, it is the Dao heart, and in the eyes of Jian Xiu, it is the sword heart!

If you can't pass this level, you won't be able to pass the sword cultivation system, which is the simplest, but also the most accurate test.

While staring at the road of inquiry, the corner of Zhang Fan's eyes could just see the countless fluctuations and ripples on the water surface of the sword pool under the ladder.

In an instant, a flash of inspiration blessed his heart, and a thought suddenly emerged from his heart.

(To be continued)