Awakening of All People: Invincible Start from Becoming an Illusionist

Three hundred and twenty-seven chapters of the journey to the sword mound, a sword, a story\\r

Zhang Ran glanced at the Demon Suppression Pagoda in surprise, and just now he felt a peeping gaze, staring straight at fate.

And full of malice.

Sure enough, there is a reason why this tower was named the Demon Suppression Tower. There is at least one monster below, but it's not a big problem.

Zhang Ran could see that the power of this tower was quite terrifying, even comparable to his shadowless.

This is also a weapon made by a god, not a monster can break through.

After leaving the Town Demon Pagoda, Zhang Ran was placed in an exquisite courtyard.

The yard is nice, on a detached peak, and the surrounding scenery is beautiful.

It is a good place for retreat and practice.

After Zhang Ran rested for a few days, he went to the Sword Tomb under the leadership of He Qingfeng.

The so-called sword mound is a huge mountain with countless swords stuck on it.

"The Sword Tomb has a history of tens of thousands of years, and every year, monks stick their swords on it.

He Qingfeng proudly introduced the sword grave, which is not only the background of Shushan 09, but also the proof that the swordsmen once existed.

Each sword here records a history of the swordsman.

Zhang Ran nodded, and under the leadership of He Qingfeng, he walked towards the depths of the sword tomb.

After walking 100 meters, Zhang Ran felt something in the air, and it was still cutting his skin, it was the free sword energy.

But this level of sword energy can't cause any damage to him.

"The sword intent here increases step by step. Every 10,000 meters is a realm. If you want to stop killing, it is 80,000 meters away from this place."5

Hearing this, Zhang Ran asked curiously, "Is 80,000 meters the end of the sword mound?"

He Qingfeng shook his head: "Of course not only, there are still a few swords stuck in the place after 80,000 meters, but that is not the range that this old man can set foot in. It has been at least 8,000 years, and no one has been able to touch those swords. Got the sword."

When it comes to this, He Qingfeng has some regrets and some unwillingness.

As the head of Shushan, he clearly holds the great opportunity because of his own strength and cannot be approached.

It's just a shame.

"Maybe I can go somewhere." Zhang Ran chuckled softly.

He Qingfeng smiled and shook his head, only taking this as a joke.

Zhang Ran is indeed very strong, but it also depends on the situation. Even those old monsters cannot approach the field beyond 80,000 meters.

How could Zhang Ran do it? Unless he is a god!

The two continued to move forward, and finally Zhang Ran stopped in front of the first sword.

Zhang Ran crouched down and looked carefully at the memory left on the sword.

This sword is an ordinary sword, made of black iron, and it is not even a magic weapon.

It is covered with mottled marks, and it seems that he has experienced several hardships.

In the memory of the sword, Zhang Ran saw a young man with a long sword in the forest practicing sword.

His sword is very simple, he only knows the most basic swordsmanship, stabbing, chopping, and flirting...

Simple swords are also the most common swords. Simple Zhang Ran can see his sword path at a glance, but Zhang Ran still looks at it very seriously.

After a long time, Zhang Ran raised his head and sighed: "Ordinary swords are also the most ordinary swords, and they have no goal of their own.

He Qingfeng nodded, the swords on the periphery are indeed the most common swords, they have no target, and they can't even condense sword intent.

But on the other hand, almost everyone goes through this step.

Then Zhang Ran moved on, this time he came to another blood-stained sword.

This is a killing sword, at least it has killed demons.

In the memory here, Zhang Ran saw the battle all the time.

The owner of this sword is a child of a poor family, and his parents made every effort to make this sword for him.

Later, the child took this sword and worshipped into Shushan, and began to subdue demons and subdue demons. It was seven years later when he descended the mountain.

When he returned home and returned to his hometown, he was disappointed to find that his parents had been eaten by demons as early as three years ago.

So he started a desperate road of revenge, holding an ordinary ordinary sword, broke into the demon mountain, slaughtered three thousand demons, and avenged his parents.

But after the war, he also ran out of oil, and finally came to the sword mound and threw the sword here.

The reason he threw this sword here is very simple, that is, he hopes that every Shushan disciple will not forget his family while cultivating.

"Hey..." Zhang Ran sighed softly.

Reach out and touch this sword. Countless years have made this sword look a little worn out, and large pieces of slag will fall off when you touch it lightly.

"Fellow Daoist watch it, except for those divine swords, these ordinary swords should not be touched easily."

He Qingfeng quickly stepped forward to stop it.

Although this sword is worn out and it is recorded that the swordsmanship is not very helpful to other people, there are still many disciples who come here to take a look and use it to warn themselves.

For fear of leaving regrets in my own life.

Zhang Ran sighed, this is so similar to his original experience, gaining power but failing to protect his family is also a failure to some extent.

Reaching out his hand, as if time had flown backwards, the fragments that fell just now recovered instantly.

Then moving on, Zhang Ran saw more and more swords, and each sword had its own story.

There is sadness, joy, and despair.

There is a sword of light, there is a sword of darkness, and there is a sword of decay.

No matter if you are right or wrong, Shushan allows you to insert your sword here.

"For us, the sword is just a weapon in the hand, whether it is the light of kendo or the dark kendo, it depends on the person who uses them."5

"Even the most tyrannical and murderous sword can fight for protection.

He Qingfeng explained.

Zhang Ran nodded, the truth is this, there is no right or wrong weapon, and the swordsmanship is always there.

The only difference is who uses them, and for what purpose.

A month has passed, Zhang Ran has watched a lot of kendo, and his understanding of the sword has become deeper and deeper.

Finally, on this day, he came to a place of 80,000 meters, which was already the depths of Jianjian Tomb, not the deepest.

But here, the sword intent is very strong, and even Zhang Ran has a feeling that he will be slashed by a thousand knives at any time.

In this position, a black long sword was inserted, and it was covered with mottled blood.

"This is what you want. The name of the sword is to kill to kill, and the swordsmanship left by that senior is also to kill to kill."