Chapter 1151 My Dao Heart is About to Shatter
Song Chunxue didn't realize it, but she had no choice but to grit her teeth and keep going.
She took two steps, and five meters away, oil lamps lit up on the stone pillars on both sides.
Master Han smiled and said, "Continue."
Song Chunxue spoke up, "Wuyou, can you come out now?"
Worry-free floated in front of her and said, "Go ahead boldly, I won't hurt you."
"I'm curious why you insisted on coming here, and who gave me that book of talismans I'm practicing with?"
Wuyou's voice became ethereal, "How would I know?"
Forget it, she'll have to rely on herself. These guys are all too arrogant.
The next moment, her feet began to shake violently, and the entire cave began to tremble. She squatted down on the ground.
"Look over there, something's rising up," Lord Zhao said excitedly, pointing ahead.
Master Han held out his fan to Song Chunxue, gesturing for her to stand up.
Song Chunxue wondered if she was really a good tool to open this door.
She turned to Zhang Chengxuan and said, "Senior brother, why don't you go first?"
"I'd like to too, but you have Wuyou, he's the key."
"Because of Wuyou?" Song Chunxue looked at Wuyou. "Then go to the front."
Wuyou's voice was deep and serious, "I don't have legs. You're my master. You're so cowardly if you can't even take a few steps forward. If I told you there's gold and silver treasure waiting for you ahead, would you not be afraid then?"
She was looked down upon by a sword.
Song Chunxue raised her hand and slapped him twice. "Speak properly."
"Ugh, don't slap my face, it hurts. I just feel a sense of panic about seeing old friends when I get here. Can't you understand me?" Wuyou's voice suddenly became much more normal, but there was still worry in it.
Song Chunxue raised her hand and touched the hilt of the sword. "Okay, I misunderstood you. I was too cowardly. So what should I do now... Oh my god, is that a sword?"
Just as Song Chunxue was about to ask what to do next, the things rising in front of her gradually became clearer.
It was actually an enormous sword, faintly glowing under the starlight, its sword aura imposing.
“That’s right, it’s a sword, but I’ve never heard of it before.” Master Han looked at Wuyou. “Why don’t you tell me about its origins?”
“I don’t know either,” Wuyou said seriously. “When I came out for some fresh air, I passed by this place and felt that there was a huge amount of sword energy here. It had been suppressed for many years and it was time for it to see the light of day again.”
Master Han looked at Song Chunxue and said, "Go and draw your sword."
Song Chunxue didn't move her foot. What a joke! That sword was so big, as tall as a ten-story building. How could she possibly pull it out?
"Don't you have some talismans? Try them one by one, since you're already here."
Yes, we're already here.
“Uncle Han, why don’t you try it first and let Wuyou go over?” Song Chunxue stood still. “I have a feeling that this sword is not meant for me.”
"Alright."
Master Han led Wuyou over and gently touched the sword.
"Buzz~ Buzz~ Buzz~"
The intense shrill sound caused each of them to have a splitting headache and lose their balance.
Song Chunxue felt like her head was about to explode, and she also felt nauseous.
How could these people possibly pull off such a powerful sword?
If Master were to come, perhaps he could find a solution.
"Come here, everyone, let's try it together." Master Han straightened up, supporting himself with a jet-black sword. "I know a method to obtain the sword, but it requires everyone's concerted effort."
The four of them stepped forward and stood side by side in front of the tall and broad blade. They could clearly see the intricate patterns on the blade.
Master Han taught them a spell and instructed them to use their magic to cast a spell on the sword.
It still didn't work.
For half an hour, they tried countless methods, but to no avail.
The sword was still the same size, and remained completely still.
It was as if the previous sound of the sword ringing out was an illusion.
“Do you think it’s possible that this sword was originally this big? This is the treasure of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain. This sword was once used by immortals. We ordinary people just can’t take it away?” Song Chunxue sat down on the ground. “It’s good that we come here to pay our respects.”
Everyone gave up and followed Song Chunxue's example, sitting on the ground.
"You must all be thirsty. Why don't we sit down and brew some tea in this beautiful place, and leave when we've had our fill of looking around?" Song Chunxue said, taking out a tea stove from her storage ring, lighting a flame, and placing the tea canister on it.
Not only that, she also flipped over a four-person tea table next to her, with a cushion for each person to sit on.
Master Han laughed, "You really know how to enjoy life, aren't you? So open-minded?"
Actually, Song Chunxue already had the Worry-Free Sword, so she didn't have such a strong desire for other swords.
She thought that since there was no other way, she might as well sit down and rest for a while; maybe there were other solutions.
Wuyou leaned closer and said, "Let me take a look. Maybe he's here simply because he wants to see me, his spiritual junior."
"Hmm, that's not necessarily true." Lord Zhao stroked his wide sleeves and picked up the jujube paste cake on the tea table. "Junior brother, how much do you love jujubes? They're everywhere."
“You don’t understand. Women in their forties and fifties can’t be without red dates. They’re good for replenishing qi and blood. Of course, men can use them too. This date paste has the skin and pits removed, so it won’t cause internal heat. You can eat it without worry.” Song Chunxue picked up a piece and took a bite. “Moreover, I especially like the taste.”
Everyone agreed that jujube paste cake is indeed delicious, and there are many ways to make it.
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Song Chunxue got up and went to the massive sword. "Wuyou, Wuyou, where are you?"
Wuyou suddenly appeared, saying, "I haven't found a solution."
Song Chunxue subconsciously touched the blade, "What kind of material is this made of? It's quite..."
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The giant sword in front of them suddenly emerged from the ground and sped through the air!
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