At this moment, Chongming, who had been silent, seemed to have discovered something. His figure flashed and he had arrived in front of Yuan Zhengyang's cave.

Under the dense vines.

A corner of black was faintly revealed.

"Is this thing?"

Its eyes lit up, its wings swung, instantly sweeping away the vines, revealing a black rock.

Three feet long.

One meter wide.

Three feet thick.

The surface is extremely smooth, and there is a pit of two feet in radius on the top.

Yue Ming and the others wanted to speak but stopped.

They know very well.

This black stone is Yuan Zhengyang's taboo. On weekdays, even if you want to touch it, you will be scolded by him harshly if you want to approach it. However, they also heard from the five sword cultivators that Chongming was called "Jiang Master" by Yuan Zhengyang. They wanted to stop him but did not dare to stop him, so they could only watch.

"Just Mr. Chicken."

Gu Han's heart moved, "This is..."

"It's a sword monument."

A trace of remembrance flashed in Chongming's eyes, "It was his imitation, let alone, it looks quite similar..."

"Sword Stele looks like this?"

Qian Ye suddenly spoke, "Why can't you see the sword mark?"

For one-character sword monument.

He was naturally very curious.

"It should be that Senior Brother Yuan couldn't imitate it."

Gu Han thought for a while, "Ji said, no one can completely imitate the sword mark, and even the ancestor's stupid sword cannot."

"Is that true?"

Qian Ye was amazed, "If you have the chance, you have to see the real sword monument."

Said.

He looked at the pit on the boulder and was a little puzzled, "What is this thing?"

"this……"

Gu Han twitched, "It should be..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Chongming jumping gently and landing in the pit. The chicken's butt twisted and rubbed, and sighed comfortably, "It feels so comfortable..."

Qianye:...

Yue Ming and the others were dumbfounded.

They are naturally familiar with this huge rock, and they have always been curious about what the pit above is for.

now……

The truth is revealed!

"Woom!"

Xiao Hei was so envious that he drooled.

"come over."

Chongming narrowed his eyes and pointed to his side, "From now, this is your place."

"Wang!"

Xiao Hei jumped up excitedly, his head snuggled under its wings, and his butt was grinding hard, as if he wanted to make a pit.

Ignore this dog who is acting traitor.

Gu Han looked closer, but suddenly found that the huge rock seemed to be missing a corner, which was very small and inconspicuous.

A heart moved.

A blue-gray ancient sword talisman has fallen into his hands.

shape.

size.

It's almost exactly the same as the missing corner!

"Senior brother is intent."

He was deeply moved.

Apart from the mysterious sword mark, Yuan Zhengyang actually copied such small details.

"Try it."

Chongming glanced at the sword talisman, "There will be a small surprise."

"surprise?"

Gu Han was stunned and then activated the sword talisman.

moment.

A simple sword rhyme spread away.

Buzz!

Buzz!

At the same time, the more than a thousand long swords on the hillside, regardless of appearance, length, or damage or not, actually... trembled!

Brush!

The next moment.

Thousands of long swords rose up from the ground and hung in the air. The sword body trembled slightly, as if cheering and jumping.

Clam!

At this time.

A sound of sword sounded again, and a broken black sword fell in front of Gu Han. At the same time, there was Jian Wuchen's Snow Drizzle Sword, but the Snow Drizzle Sword seemed to dare not be on the side with the Black Sword, and retreated into the sword forest in trembling.

A trace of enlightenment suddenly appeared in Gu Han's heart.

Gently.

He closed his eyes.

Within his perception, whether it is more than a thousand long swords, broken swords or complete swords, he can clearly sense the emotions of each sword, and even... he can accurately control each sword!

Slowly.

He raised his right hand.

Silently, more than a thousand swords were bent together, like a sword talisman, or a black sword, or more like a surrender to him... expressing his surrender!

All the swords bow together!

“…”

Yue Ming and his sword cultivators had their expressions in a muddy manner.

Too shocked.

They have been completely confused.

"Sword Head..."

Only the five sword cultivators knew what Yuan Zhengyang called Gu Han. Looking at the incredible scene in front of him, they muttered to themselves, "He... is really the head of the sword..."

"Tsk."

Qianye sighed, "It's going to break the realm."

The words fell.

A trace of ethereal meaning suddenly appeared on Gu Han's body, and then it spread to more than a thousand long swords.

Feathering Realm!

He seemed to have fallen into some enlightenment and gently pressed down with his right hand.

moment.

A sword rain broke out in the back mountain of Xuanjianmen.
Chapter completed!