Chapter 69: A Strange Encounter at Sword Tomb

  With a "poof" sound, Liangshan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and collapsed to the ground. He raised his right hand and took out an Elixir of Qi and Blood, swallowing one immediately. The Elixir of Qi and Blood was usually used for convenience during the Qi Refining stage, but in general, it was a sacred medicine for healing wounds.

  The medicine took effect quickly, and Liangshan's complexion improved a bit, but the left side of his body was still numb, and the left shoulder socket had directly exploded with a hole. The sword had not yet reached his body, but the sword intent had already penetrated through. It was not only the physical pain, but also the destruction of the meridians on the left side of his body, this woman was sinisterly powerful.

  The bleeding had stopped, and the wound was healing quickly, but the damaged meridians couldn't be restored for the time being. Liangshan didn't have time to attend to it, fearing that the madwoman would burst in and kill him. After recovering some of his strength, he immediately headed inside.

  The farther they went, the wider it became. The creek under their feet gurgled and splashed, and the cold air gradually became more biting. Before long, a thin layer of frost had formed on Liangshan's hair. Liangshan felt a chill, which he normally wouldn't have minded, but having lost too much blood made all the difference.

  Suddenly, Liangshan stopped and looked back. Inside the cave, there seemed to be a mineral like fluorescent stone that emitted a faint glow. With the help of this faint light, Liangshan discovered that he had just exited one of seven cave entrances. He hastily returned to the entrance he came from and used a rock to scratch a mark on the wall as a signpost.

  It was late, and Liangshan thought to himself that he had come out of several exits in a row. Each small hole was a small passage, and each passage led to the depths of the Fowei Cave. If he wasn't careful when turning back, he might end up in another passage and wouldn't know where he was going.

  Liáng Shān subconsciously pinched the Wú Gǔ Dān in his waist, hoping it would be enough.

  After walking for a while longer, the cave entrance came into view, with streams and million-year-old stalactites, but still no sign of the yellow stalactite mentioned in the mission.

  After a while, Liangshan felt a wave of fatigue, especially with half his body feeling unwell. He found a place to sit down cross-legged and looked for ways to treat his injuries.

  Vital energy, flesh, five organs and six viscera, meridians, all these are illusory to the bare bones. Liang Shan endured the sour pain like a wave crashing against the shore, taking twice as much time as usual to enter meditation.

  As soon as he entered a state of meditation, Liangshan naturally imagined his entire body transforming into a skull, with a white bone lotus still in his abdomen.

  Soon, the true liquid of Baigulian steamed and transformed into a gas that spread out, and the meridians were actually repairing bit by bit. Liangshan was overjoyed, and it turned out that the cultivation method of "Baigulian Jing" was indeed an excellent healing method.

  He felt a bit slow and involuntarily let out an "ah" from his mouth.

  Liangshan didn't even open his mouth, and the "ah" sound poured down from the top of his head, one after another, quickly, Liangshan soon felt a piercing pain, crackling, those shattered pieces began to reassemble.

  When Liangshan opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that the meridians had recovered and were even better than before. Liangshan thought to himself, if all the meridians in the body are destroyed by the three needles once and then repaired again like this, wouldn't it mean that the meridians have been upgraded?

  "Ah choo! Liangshan spat on himself, indeed a true disciple of Hao Jianzhang, how despicable!"

  After recovering from the meridian, his whole body was weak and he stood up like a cow. An hour later, Liangshan recovered half of his strength and began to grope his way forward.

  At this time, it should be daylight outside the cave.

  Liáng Shān ate half a pellet of medicine, and the cave was filled with strong gusts of wind. Liáng Shān tried to float in the wind within the cave, but didn't dare go too fast, because Cold Ding would suddenly stretch out a huge boulder.

  Before long, the sound of the brook grew louder, and they came out of a cave mouth. The sound of the water suddenly became much louder. Liang Shan looked around, he had adapted to the light in the cave, and could see within fifty meters.

  Around the entrance, there are more than a dozen other entrances, and all the streams converge together. It is obviously an underground dark river in front of us. Not far away, there is a rumbling sound, perhaps it is an underground waterfall.

  Just then, a rustling sound suddenly passed over his head. Liangshan looked up and hundreds of thousands of bats were swirling above him, apparently attracted by his aura.

  No good! The head of Liangshan shrank back, and a group of bats flew straight at him.

  Liáng Shān took off in a sprint, but after running for a while, he stopped again. Liáng Shān didn't know why he was feeling so timid, and with a flick of his left and right hands, the bats with phosphorescent fire on their backs let out a chorus of squeaks as they dived down amidst swirling smoke, while the bats with dark magic hovered in mid-air for a moment before falling like raindrops.

  Whoa, Liangshan raised his head, and in front of him, the cave ceiling was covered with a dense swarm of bats, numbering over a hundred million. More surprisingly, all the bats gathered into a gigantic skull, with a ferocious face and an enormous mouth agape, emitting a vast and eerie aura that swept towards him.

  What's going on?

  Liáng Shān cannot afford to get entangled with this blood-sucking bat, and turns around to run away.

  Liangshan ran ahead, the giant bat-shaped creature chased after him fiercely. With a splash, Liangshan jumped directly into the icy creek water. He dove down like a fish and swam forward quickly, the loud humming in his ears gradually weakening.

  Liáng Shān a fierce child splashed out far away, "whoosh" lifted up the wet and dripping head, the bat "giant head" did not follow. Liáng Shān laughed loudly twice, suddenly the water flow accelerated. Liáng Shān's face turned pale, his palms slapped together just about to jump up, a loud crash, the bat giant head came out of nowhere, directly crashing towards Liáng Shān.

  With a loud crash, although it didn't directly hit Liangshan's body, the massive shockwave immediately sent Liangshan flying out.

  Liáng Shān's foot kicked empty space, and indeed it was an underground waterfall. The airflow was turbulent and lawless, Liáng Shān was like a falling leaf that kept spinning and spinning, with a "plop" sound, Liáng Shān once again plunged into the icy cold water.

  In the water, Liangshan relaxed his hands and feet, letting the current drift. In just an hour or so, Liangshan's head was knocked against a stone wall and he was washed ashore. Liangshan got up and walked onto the shore, where his feet felt fine sand, and the sky was filled with countless glowing insects, creating a world of glow.

  On the beach are giant stalactites, some hanging down from above, more growing out of the ground, forming a forest of stone, majestic and awe-inspiring.

  Huang Zhong's milk stone! Liangshan's eyes lit up in front of him, and he hurried forward. Without even knocking, he picked up a piece from the ground and stuffed it into his backpack to complete the task.

  Is it just that simple?! A strange feeling rose up in Liang Shan's heart.

  Liáng Shān yùn qì zhēng gān yī shang, nì liú ér shàng wǎng huí zǒu. Rèn wù wán chéng, zǒu rén, jué bù tuō ní dài shuǐ.

  Translation:

  Liáng Shān's luck is exhausted, his clothes are dry and he walks against the current. The task is completed, he leaves without dragging mud or water.

  The waterfall dropped vertically for three or four meters, fortunately, it was possible to climb up from the side of the steep and rocky stone. Liangshan held his breath, tiptoeing lightly on the stones.

  Liáng Shān walked cautiously along the road, relying on his memory to enter each small cave.

  A swarm of bats flew out, and Liangshan didn't know where they went. Two hours later, Liangshan confirmed that he was lost.

  Liáng Shān thought that the general markings were enough, and relying on his own memory should be fine, but he didn't expect to still get trapped. It seems that the predecessors being trapped in the Hidden Cave wasn't an accident after all.

  Liáng Shān wasn't in a hurry either; he made marks every time he entered a cave, so that no matter how far he explored, there would always be a way out.

  Ci Sān's second assassination attempt is over, but there will be one more. The last time she will think of every means, the storm will be even more fierce. In view of this, Liáng Shān might as well linger in Fú Cáng Dòng for a few more days, perhaps he can really dig out a hidden treasure.

  Time passed bit by bit, a day went by, and night fell outside.

  Liangshan took another wrong turn, just about to turn around and exit the cave to search for another one. Suddenly, he heard a buzzing noise in his ears. Liangshan was startled, thinking it was the sound of bats, but upon closer listening, it didn't seem like it. He couldn't help but take a few steps forward, turning right out of the small cave, and suddenly found himself standing on a platform about one or two meters wide. The scene before him left Liangshan stunned.

  Right before his eyes was a sword tomb!

  Liáng Shān had never seen so many swords before, short ones, long ones, bronze ones, jade ones, and even more of unknown materials that shone with a dazzling cold light.

  Liáng Shān just took a few glances, roughly one-third of it, and suddenly had the feeling that his mental energy was halved.

  That's it, thought Liangshan.

  Liáng Shān narrowed his eyes, allowing the light from his pupils to shine out from between his eyelids like a sword gleam.

  Liáng Shān walked along the road, his heart leaping with excitement, until he arrived at the very center of the entire Sword Mound.

  All the swords were pointing in different directions, some horizontally, some slanting, some up and some down. Suddenly, Liangshan felt a sharp pain on his face, as if something was piercing through it.

  It's the sword intent! Liangshan suddenly thought. Every sword has its own sword intent, thinking of this, Liangshan suddenly felt enlightened, and Hao Zhang let him come was to comprehend the sword intent.

  The intention of the sword cannot be expressed in words, so you can only come to this sword tomb to visit. This is a sword tomb left by some dynasty, with tens of thousands of swords.

  Only when one has grasped the sword's intent can they be said to have truly entered the inner sanctum of the way of the sword. Elder Hao was indeed testing him, for he had neither the opportunity nor the insight.

  Liáng Shān immediately sat down cross-legged and carefully immersed his mind in this ocean of swords.

  Liáng Shān discovered that these swords were not misplaced, each one had its natural position. In other words, if you wanted to swap the position of any sword, this seemingly simple action was impossible to do.

  Liangshan was somewhat excited. Once he grasped the sword intent of Jianzhang, even if he went out and encountered Ciqian again, he would have the confidence to fight him once more.

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