Chapter 501 The Meaning of Broken Jade

"Cough! Cough cough cough -!!!"

A violent cough sounded in the dark environment, causing waves of deep echoes.

After a few breaths, Tang Yuehua used his soul power and finally got used to the pungent rust smell that irritated his respiratory tract and lungs.

Only then did Tang Yuehua have time to look at the dark space where he was.

Here, there is a light source.

The light source comes from the ground and all directions, and the cold blue-green light dispels the darkness.

"These are..."Bluesilver Grass"? ! "Tang Yuehua lowered his head and looked at the fluorescent grasses at his feet. His mouth was slightly open, and his delicate face showed an incredible look.

Using these luminous mutant "Blue Silver Grass", Tang Yuehua looked around and found that the space was about a hundred meters in diameter and about ten meters in height.

In this space, except for the mutant "Blue Silver Grass" that emitted light, Tang Yuehua was surprised to find that there were piles of dark hills, just like haystacks of straw beside the farmland. .

Holding back the strong pungent smell of rust in her nose, Tang Yuehua moved lightly and slowly walked into the nearest hill.

As we got closer, the smell of rust became stronger. Tang Yuehua, who had been exposed to forging both in [Tiangong Academy] and [Haotian Sect], immediately judged that this hill should be Made of metal products!

Seven steps, five steps, three steps... When there was still one step left, Tang Yuehua could clearly see the specific shape of the hill in front of him with the help of the weak and cold light around him.

"These are..." Tang Yuehua's beautiful eyes widened and she said in shock: "Weapons?"

Obviously, what caught her eyes were swords, long swords, spears, giant axes, war hammers... and other different weapons, one on top of the other, piled up one after another.

After a pause, he glanced again and noticed that every weapon was incomplete. Tang Yuehua frowned slightly and muttered in confusion: "Why are they all broken?"

Looking up and looking around, his eyes swept over the hills in all directions. Tang Yuehua was secretly surprised. If these hills were all the same as the hill in front of him, and were also made of weapons, then the formations here would be amazing. .

Even if they are all broken soldiers and broken blades, if they are smelted into metal, it will be an extremely huge number.

At this moment, an indescribable impulse urged Tang Yuehua to continue walking and wander in this space.

"This place is simply a tomb of weapons!"

After walking for dozens of meters, Tang Yuehua finally couldn't help but exclaimed.

In her eyes, the hills made of broken soldiers and broken swords were like grave mounds, and the space under the "Ling Family's Old Residence" was equivalent to a cemetery!

As soon as she finished speaking, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of Tang Yuehua's eyes, attracting her attention.

Looking towards the direction where the cold light had just appeared, she saw pits one after another lying on the ground not far in front of her.

Looking left and right, Tang Yuehua discovered that the location of these pits was exactly in the center of this space, which made her feel even more extraordinary about the pits in front of her.

Stepping forward, getting closer, all these pits fell into Tang Yuehua's eyes. They were laid out four vertically and five horizontally. Each pit was about five feet in diameter, and they were filled with all kinds of broken soldiers. blade.

wrong!

Tang Yuehua narrowed her eyes slightly and fixed her gaze on the pit nearest to her. She found that not all of them were broken soldiers, there was one exception!

It was a long weapon about two meters tall, standing upright in the middle of the pit. The top was a T-shaped metal blade, and the long pole below was dark and dark, with the end sticking straight into it. On the ground at the bottom of the pit.

Fight!

Moving his feet, Tang Yuehua circled around the pits, looking at the scenes in each pit.

Eight-edged heavy sword, straight-back sword, Fang Tian painted halberd, bright silver hammers, mountain-breaking axe, hard spear...

Stopping in front of one of the pits, and looking at the bronze spear, Tang Yuehua could feel the Qingming Divine Sword trembling behind him.

“Buzz——!”

As if being provoked, the bronze spear suddenly trembled, and a qi that made Tang Yuehua's heart palpitate suddenly locked onto her.

At that moment, a majestic figure seemed to appear in front of Tang Yuehua's eyes. He raised his hand and pulled out the bronze spear, pointing directly at the center of her eyebrows!

"kill--!!!"

The terrifying murderous intent struck, even more terrifying than the murderous intent of the second brother Tang Hao when he broke out in the 'Killing God Realm'. It was not the cold and cold murderous intent, but a blazing blood-evil aura, with a feeling that said no. The tragic meaning it emits is just like the soldiers on the front line on the battlefield, with the determination to sacrifice their lives!

"Qiang——!"

The Qingming Divine Sword took the initiative to unsheath and fell into Tang Yuehua's hands. The ethereal sword intent erupted, awakening Tang Yuehua's mind that was somewhat shattered by the impact.

With a thud, Tang Yuehua subconsciously stepped back more than ten steps, and did not stop until he left the range locked by the bronze spear's qi machine.

"Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho—!"

At this time, Tang Yuehua could no longer care about the pungent smell of rust that filled the underground space. He was breathing heavily, and cold sweat broke out of his skin uncontrollably and flowed down his smooth skin.

"What a terrible fighting spirit!" Tang Yuehua tightly grasped the hilt of the Qingming Sword, her knuckles turned white, as if she had used all her strength, but her eyes were fixed on the bronze spear that had regained its silence.

This is simply incredible!

You know, Tang Yuehua, who is 24 years old this year, has reached level 40 in soul power, and only needs one soul ring to become a four-ring soul master!

Eight years ago, Tang Yuehua comprehended the "Qingfeng Sword Intent" through the sword intention seed contained in the Qingming Sword and the first soul ring soul skill, breaking through her own shackles in one fell swoop, and her soul power broke through to level 20.

After having the "Qingfeng Sword Intent", even though Tang Yuehua's martial soul talent still did not receive a fundamental change, she was no longer as difficult as before on the road of cultivation.

In eight years, the improvement of level 20 soul power, in addition to the soul power increase brought by the second and third soul rings, Tang Yuehua's own cultivation results are at least above level 16!

This is basically equivalent to a two-level improvement in one year, which has already exceeded the talent of most soul masters on Douluo Continent.

Not to mention, with the "Qingfeng Sword Intention" in her body, Tang Yuehua's combat power is also extremely strong. In the soul fighting competitions in various major soul fighting arenas in recent years, except for soul masters with extremely high martial soul bloodline quality, Tang Yuehua can basically win the same level. When challenging cross-level, she can also win from time to time.

But now, just an uncontrolled bronze spear, its sudden burst of breath can scare her, a quasi-soul master, away, which is really a bit outrageous.

"If you want to go further, you can go to Shanhai Village in [Shuimu Principality] to take a look-"

Somehow, Tang Yuehua's ears once again rang with Ling Yi's words that she had said to her not long ago.

Originally, after the soul power broke through to level 40, Tang Yuehua was going to return to "Haoyang Cliff" and ask her father to arrange for someone to hunt soul beasts with suitable age and attributes for her as her fourth soul ring.

Perhaps it was fate that made Tang Yuehua meet Ling Yi on the way. Facing this man who touched her heart, Tang Yuehua chose to postpone her return to the sect without hesitation and followed him instead.

When he knew that Tang Yuehua's soul power had been cultivated to level 40, Ling Yi thought for a moment and gave the above advice.

In this way, just because of Ling Yi's words, Tang Yuehua came to [Shuimu Principality] without hesitation and came to Shanhai Village, the place where Ling Yi was born and grew up.

Thinking of Ling Yi's words, the shock and the vague fear in Tang Yuehua's heart quietly dissipated, and an inexplicable feeling of surprise began to spread in her heart.

Su Bai, who was holding the Qingming Sword, tightened his hands, feeling the real touch, and the 'Qingfeng Sword Intention' turned into a wind-green long sword in his heart, cutting off all distracting thoughts. Tang Yuehua, who was calm in his heart, stepped towards the pits again.

But this time, Tang Yuehua's target was no longer the bronze spear, but the eight-edged heavy sword!

…

Ten thousand miles away, "Lingyun City".

In Wuhun Research Institute, fourth floor, room 405, Ling Yi was looking down, observing a pink crabapple flower growing in a transparent liquid on the workbench. Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the wall with inscriptions not far away.

'There is still distance in this direction, is it [Shuimu Principality]? '

Ling Yi made a quick judgment in his mind, and in the blink of an eye, he thought of Tang Yuehua whom he met on the way back to "Lingyun City" not long ago.

'Is it her? It should be——'

Shaking his head, Ling Yi stopped thinking about it, lowered his head again, and continued to observe the crabapple flower in front of him.

"Blue Silver Grass" is "Blue Silver Grass" after all, not a crabapple flower. After the previous experiments, Ling Yi found that if he wanted to further analyze the power essence of the "Nine Hearts Begonia" bloodline, "Blue Silver Grass" could no longer be the carrier of the bloodline of the Ye family.

At the same time, in the next room, Room 404.

Liu Hao stood in the corner, his palm pressed on the wall, and asked Nixing in the center of the room solemnly: "Are you ready?!"

"Ready——!" Nixing nodded solemnly, holding a bronze spear in his hand.

After receiving a positive answer, Liu Hao no longer hesitated, urged the soul power in his body, and injected it into the array switch on the wall.

"Jiushao Dingyin Soul Guide Array", start!

"Buzz——!!!"

A high-frequency buzzing sound suddenly appeared, and a wave of sound waves visible to the naked eye appeared in this room 404, surging from all directions towards Nixing in the center.

Facing this sound wave with no blind spots, Nixing's eyes flashed, his feet stood still, his head held high, the bronze spear in his hand shook, and he stabbed in front of him.

This stab, the speed of which was close to the speed of sound, brought up air ripples directly to meet the sweeping sound waves.

The ripples in the air didn't last even a second before they were shredded by the endless sound waves. Only the spear tip that seemed to pierce the space remained motionless in the sound waves.

However, the sound waves were not just on this side. Except for the ground under the feet, everywhere around and above the head was surrounded by the strong sound waves.

Nixing was already surrounded on all sides.

Outside the house, more than a dozen figures stood at the door, looking at Nixing who was dancing the bronze spear in his hand through the observation window polished with pure crystal.

"Do you think Nixing can succeed this time?"

In the crowd, Qing Yu'an suddenly asked.

Er Yuexuan pursed his dry lips, as if remembering the despair he felt when facing the endless sound waves in there not long ago. He shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. This is not the same as comprehending the 'Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound'. Just follow the steps."

"What do you think? Wenqing?" Qing Yu'an nudged Shang Wenqing beside him with his elbow.

In response, Shang Wenqing also shook his head and said, "If Nixing chose a short weapon like a sword, his success rate might be 50%, but he chose a long weapon, and a spear among long weapons. Tsk--difficult--!"

"That's right!" Weiyi nodded aside and continued, "Even if Nixing chose a spear, with the flexibility of the spear body, he could hold on for a longer time in the face of siege from all sides, but a spear, a weapon that would rather break than bend..."

"No! I think Nixing has a high chance of success this time!"

Suddenly, a completely different speech in the crowd attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall and thin figure standing at the back. With his height advantage, he silently watched the scene in Room 404. He also said what he said just now.

"Old Mo?" Lone Ying saw this man and said with surprise, "Are you well now?"

The tall and thin figure, Mo Yuxiong, rolled his eyes at Lone Ying unhappily, "Nonsense, with the help of the Lord of the City, of course I am well!"

"Tell me about it," Er Yuexuan looked at Mo Yuxiong, who looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness, and asked with interest, "Why do you think Nixing will succeed?"

Not only Er Yuexuan, but the others present at this time also looked curious, waiting for Mo Yuxiong's opinion.

Mo Yuxiong was not afraid of this at all. He looked at Nixing, who was sweating on his forehead but still had a steady breath, and asked lightly, "First, you have to figure out one thing."

"What is it?" Shang Wenqing narrowed his eyes. He also felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he could not remember what it was. Looking at Mo Yuxiong's expression at this time, he felt that he was very close to the answer.

Mo Yuxiong's eyes met Shang Wenqing's, and he asked, "What is the purpose of the second stage of the trial of the Jiushao Dingyin Soul Guidance Formation?"

"Of course, it is to catalyze our understanding of the artistic conception!"

Before Shang Wenqing could answer, Er Yuexuan next to him blurted out, "In the most intensive and critical siege environment, the mind is highly concentrated, just like being on the battlefield of a million troops, which is more suitable for us than standing on a thousand-foot lonely peak..."

"So," Mo Yuxiong glanced at Er Yuexuan, and his eyes turned back to Nixing, whose aura in Room 404 began to become disordered, and then said, "The key point is not whether Nixing can withstand the siege of these sound waves, but whether he can sublimate his spirit in the process and comprehend his own artistic conception! "

As Mo Yuxiong's words fell, as if to respond to him, a tenacious idea of ​​risking one's life and forgetting one's own life suddenly appeared in Room 404. No matter how the endless sound waves destroyed it, the idea was as solid as a rock.

At the first moment when this idea appeared, in Room 405 next to him, Ling Yi finally stopped the experiment in his hand and stood up to look at Room 404 separated by a wall.

"Not bad!"

A smile of satisfaction appeared on Ling Yi's face: "In this way, the "Broken Jade Spear Method" has a successor. I hope you can continue to deduce it from the current seven styles..."