Chapter 403: The Remnant of the Yuan Dragon
Just after Dong Lin successfully activated the sword intent - extinguishing the sword, suddenly the wind was calm, the terrible yin wind, and the wanton attack of the ghost sword all disappeared out of thin air, and the dusky sky seemed to suddenly become bright.
The majestic giant flying sword emitted a gentle shimmer, and the will that had been guiding Dong Lin reappeared, and it seemed to be on top of the giant gem set on the hilt.
"It's over?!"
With a flash of white light, the little monk reappeared beside Dong Lin, and when he saw Dong Lin's gaze locked on the giant gem, the little monk was also slightly surprised and spoke. "Venerable, what did you find wrong?"
"There seems to be something strange about this greatsword, and from the very beginning it felt like someone was calling me, as if it was in the midst of that gem. Dong Lin pointed to the light blue gem on the hilt of the sword, and said softly, and then he dodged and flew to the front of the hilt.
This unknown sapphire exudes a rich aura and is not ordinary at first glance.
The whole gemstone is cut very neatly, the largest side in the middle, smooth as a mirror, Dong Lin looked at it, just reflected his figure, at that moment, Dong Lin was a little trance, for a moment as if he saw himself in the gem is smiling? !
After a short period of distraction, it was almost instantaneous to return to normal, everything was as usual, Dong Lin himself couldn't believe it, as if what he saw was an illusion.
On the contrary, the summoning became more and more obvious, and it was clearly from this gem. More and more curious about what's in it?
"Bang!"
Dong Lin slammed his fist on the stone pillar with his hand, and the imaginary burst did not appear, and the sapphire didn't even move, seeing this, Dong Lin couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, the solidity of this sapphire seemed to have reached a terrifying point.
"Venerable, this is the formation hub of the Ancient Sword Sect, if it is so easy to be destroyed, then how can it resist the erosion of time?" The little monk behind him looked at Dong Lin a little inexplicably and explained.
"Then what should I do?" Dong Lin spread his hands a little helplessly, "That kind of consciousness fluctuation is coming from the gem, if you don't break it, how can you know what is in it?"
"His Holiness is in a very high state of mind, why don't you calm down and probe with your heart, the ancient sects are similar, pay attention to many opportunities, and if you don't have enough chances, no matter how you force it, you can't get it, Amitabha!" the little monk said lightly.
Dong Lin was also quite speechless about the little monk's mysterious words, but he could only nod at the moment, take a deep breath, and try to calm his state of mind, and then sat down cross-legged in front of the giant sword.
With a flash of inspiration, learning what is said in the novel, his palms are attached to the cool and smooth surface of the gem, and a trace of divine consciousness is slowly wrapped around the blue gem along the palm, wanting to invade it.
As soon as his divine sense moved, the blue gem here also exuded an aura, extremely cold, Dong Lin's divine sense swirled on it, but there was a feeling that it was difficult to invade like a turtle shell, and he tried like this for nearly ten minutes, but he still didn't get any special results, which couldn't help but make his brows furrowed.
"If you can sense the fluctuations in it, why can't you invade it......
Dong Lin's brows were tightly locked, and his mind kept turning thoughts, and after a while, just when he had no choice but to start giving up, the fingers rubbing his forehead were abrupt, his eyes flashed rapidly, and finally his palm suddenly clenched, and suddenly, a pale sword intent turned into a small sword, wandering in the palm of his hand.
Since that will comes from the gem, and I can sense the movement in the gem, I think there should be some connection between the two......
A small white sword hovered above Dong Lin's palm, slowly circling, Dong Lin did not hesitate, stretched out his palm, and gently pressed those sword intents on the gem.
"Buzz!"
And as the sword intent was integrated into the gem, in an instant, the entire sword body trembled, and ripples of light quickly spread in Dong Lin's surprised gaze, and finally affected the entire sword body.
"There's movement!" Looking at this scene, Dong Lin's eyes immediately swelled with surprise, and a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the little monk on the side.
The ripples of light became more and more intense, and later, in the midst of the wriggling, a black whirlpool was formed, and in the whirlpool, a little suction power emanated.
Looking at this black vortex that suddenly appeared, Dong Lin's complexion also changed slightly, and he groaned slightly, gritted his teeth violently, and stepped directly into it, anything here may have a relationship with the Ancient Sword Sect, and he didn't want to give up the opportunity to get the inheritance of the Ancient Sword Sect!
When Dong Lin stepped into the black whirlpool, the small stone was naturally no exception, rushing straight into the whirlpool, and then disappeared.
The darkness in front of him only lasted for a moment, and a kind of light spread from Dong Lin's eyes, and what appeared in front of him was a vast wasteland, and the wasteland was filled with an incomparably ancient atmosphere.
As far as Dong Lin could see, there was a huge black stone pillar standing, and as he approached, Dong Lin also found that at the top of the stone pillar, there seemed to be a figure sitting on it.
"The Light"
Dong Lin looked at the figure sitting on the top of the stone pillar with solemn eyes, standing not far away, he could see that it was a white-haired young man in a black robe, with white hair in a black robe, a handsome face, and a trace of mystery everywhere.
On the wasteland, at some point, a light breeze danced, blowing the white hair of the mysterious young man, and in an instant, his closed eyes slowly opened.
"Boom!"
At the moment when the young man's eyes opened, the whole space instantly fell silent, the young man's eyes were surprisingly black and bright, there was no white, there was just a deep darkness like a black hole, a pair of black pupils, but the will to swallow the sky, as if even the light between heaven and earth was forcibly swallowed in, and even, under Dong Lin's gaze, he felt the horror coming from the sea of divine consciousness, and even the pale sword intent that had just been condensed showed signs of collapse, and he hurriedly retreated in horror at the moment, looking at the mysterious young man in horror.
"It's been a long time for someone to finally come here......"
The young man closed his black pupils slightly, and in an instant, a voice full of arrogance slowly sounded in the wasteland.
"Junior Dong Lin, I have seen my seniors, and I have no intention of breaking into here, if I disturb my seniors, I hope to bear with me!" Dong Lin's eyes flashed, and he clenched his fists and said respectfully.
"You're here to receive the Peerless Inheritance? ”
A faint smile appeared on the handsome face of the black-eyed young man, and he said: "Yes, there is a familiar taste, if you can produce such a talent in the human race, you can experience the smelting of sword intent in the Jindan period, which is very good." ”
"Dare to have a high surname among the seniors?" Dong Lin said respectfully.
"Venerable, he is the Venerable Yuanlong. Before the mysterious boy could answer, the little monk had already heard the news.
The little monk stood beside Dong Lin, his eyes staring at the black-pupiled Yuan Dragon Venerable, even the transfiguration body trembled slightly, and Dong Lin could clearly feel the fear of the little stone.
"He's still alive?" Hearing this, Dong Lin's complexion suddenly changed, if this kind of thousand-year-old monster was still alive, how far would it be to cultivate?!
"Hehe, it's been down for many years, but it's just a remnant of memory, the spiritual protection of the Buddha? hehe, it's a bit interesting. The black-eyed boy turned his head to look at the small stone in mid-air, and he didn't open his eyes, but he seemed to have seen through it.
"Amitabha Buddha ......" Xiao Shi called a Buddha number, but he didn't say anything, Dong Lin could see that Xiao Shi really had palpitations, and seemed to be extremely jealous of the mysterious Yuan Long Master in front of him, even if it was an afterimage.
"Your sword intent should be integrated into the will of destruction! The reincarnation of life and death is the Great Dao of Heaven, yes, very good!" Venerable Yuanlong smiled, "looked" at Dong Lin, and said, "However, it has just taken shape and is far from being mastered, and this sword intent is not yours yet." ”
Hearing this, Dong Lin couldn't help but move in his heart, and immediately arched his hand and said, "Please give advice to your seniors." ”
"Hehe, Xiaoyou has passed the Sword Pass, even if he is the heir of the Sword Sect!, he can accept the inheritance of the Sword Sect!" The black-eyed young man smiled faintly, he slowly opened his eyes, this time there was no devouring artistic conception, and he seemed to be simply staring at Dong Lin.
That kind of gaze seemed to penetrate the soul and spirit of the latter, and under that gaze, Dong Lin seemed to have all his secrets exposed in front of this mysterious person.
"Huh?"