"Oh, I'm a true disciple!" Su Rui took out a wooden sign and handed it over.
The man didn't reach out. After Su Rui showed his identity card, he asked again, "Are you sure you want to use this opportunity to enter the Sword Tomb now?"
Su Rui nodded: "OK!"
The figure blocking the door disappeared instantly, leaving only one sentence: "Go in!"
Su Rui admired the man's agility, then pushed the door open and walked in. Chi Jiao followed behind and wanted to go in, but was blocked by a force and could not step into the door.
After walking in, Su Rui discovered that this sword tomb was completely different from other halls. Inside the door was a very large space. Inside the space was a steep mountain made of strange rocks. Wherever Su Rui looked, it was densely packed with swords of various colors.
Su Rui was a little confused. There must be thousands of flying swords hidden in this space. How could he choose?
When he turned around to find Chi Jiao to discuss something, he found that the door had disappeared, and Chi Jiao was not behind him. Instead, the little fox demon in his arms was still there.
"Xiaoling, what do you think I should choose?" Su Rui asked her tentatively.
The little fox demon shook his head: "Shanjun, I am not proficient in swordsmanship, you still have to choose for yourself!"
Su Rui had no choice but to give up the idea of asking for help. Following the exposed parts of the swords, he selected a good-looking one. Just as he was about to pull it out, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "The sword spirit of this sword is dead. It is just a stillborn one with little power. Master, please don't choose it!"
But it was the voice of Lei Lin who had been hiding in his Niwan Palace.
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