Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being Chapter 600

The sword was one meter long and was slightly wider than ordinary swords. It looked like there was a lot of red rust hanging on the body of the sword, and there were even some small dents on it, which made Yan Tianhen think of those old people with one foot in the grave. Yan Tianhen thought about it. Although he hated the rotten wolves who came out to scare him, this sword was really a scaredy-cat, and it looked a bit miserable. Maybe a kick would completely end his life, so Yan Tianhen decided to let it go graciously.

Yan Tianhen then looked at the swords around him. They were densely inserted on the ground, some were slanted, some were straight, some were new, and some were old. They were shining in the sun and looked very exciting. Yan Tianhen rubbed his hands secretly, waiting for the arrival of his sword of fate.

Just when he was about to pick up a sword, a voice suddenly came from the cliff. “Just now, the sword loved you so much. It seems that it has a relationship with you. Why don't you take it?”

Yan Tianhen suddenly looked in the direction of the voice. He saw a person sitting dimly among the hundred clouds, and the long hair of that person was like little snow leaves falling on ice, but because the person was sitting with his back facing him, he couldn't see his face but he could distinguish from his voice that this should undoubtedly be a man.

Yan Tianhen was just about to walk a few steps over when the man spoke again, “You don't have to come over, child.”

Yan Tianhen stopped and said, “Why? Who are you? How can you be in this place? You just said that the sword is predestined to be with me…Are you talking about the wide sword covered in red rust?” When Yan Tianhen asked the last question, he obviously hesitated and looked at the only rusty sword lying on the ground in disdain.

The mysterious man chuckled and said, “I'm just a wisp of soul. Even if you come here, you still can't see my face. Why bother to be upset? I have been here for tens of thousands of years. I have met many people, but only when I see you can I feel that… that sword suits you very well.”

Yan Tianhen, …So in the end, we still came back to this sword.

He bent down and picked up the sword, put it on his mouth and blew on it, saying, “This sword, it can be estimated that it will be cut in half as soon as it clashes with other swords. This sir, you said that I managed to climb up after all the difficulties and dangers, and I was full of expectations, so will you let me carry such a thing back? Won't I be laughed to death by others?”

The mysterious man said, “Don't look down on it. Although this sword looks useless, it is indeed quite useless right now. But if you can find the blood cypress tree sap that can remove the bloodstains, this rusty sword will be reborn and become the first sword in the world, capable of killing ghosts and gods.”

Yan Tianhen sneered and looked at the rusty sword. He said with disdain, “If I can find the blood cypress sap, even an ordinary iron knife can be refined into a divine tool. But the blood cypress sap has not appeared in the Nine Lands for many years.”

Yan Tianhen's nerve was cold, and a delicate and sensitive nerve was stirred up. He could almost confirm that this remnant figure, or soul consciousness, came from tens of thousands of years ago.

Puluo Mountain had been buried deeply in the ground during the vicissitudes of life tens of thousands of years ago. After the impact of meteorites from outside the sky, it had become a collapsed place, just like a black hole with a big mouth facing the sky.

In the entire Northeast Land, the name of Puluo Mountain had already been forgotten, and had been replaced by “The Tomb of Youshan“. Legend has it that this was the burial place of a great demon transformed into a mountain, and the Tomb of Youshan, had also become an ominous place where monsters, miasma, and ghosts could easily appear.

Over the years, it's not that no one had the audacity to sneak into the Tomb of Youshan with the idea of finding treasure there. But basically, there was no return. Even if some lucky people came out smoothly, they had not escaped without serious injuries. If someone asked about what's in it, they never dared to even mention it. Yan Tianhen thought of it here and raised his eyebrows. “Puluo Mountain has long since disappeared, I'm afraid I don't even dare to enter the Tomb of Youshan now. Even if I entered, I won't necessarily be able to find a living blood cypress tree. Why waste this energy in vain?”

After Yan Tianhen finished speaking, he planned to choose another sword that suited him. He threw the rusty sword back at the ground. But who knew that when he had just thrown it away, the rusty sword seemed to have eyes, legs, and feet. When it dropped to the ground, it stood up again, following Yan Tianhen.

From then on, wherever Yan Tianhen went, the rusty sword would follow him, just like the two tiger cubs, Ah Bai and Hu Po.

When Yan Tianhen stopped, the sword would also stop. Yan Tianhen turned to look at the sword.

The sword shook. It looked like a gray sword spike that hadn't been cleaned for 800 years. It looked like it was shaking its head and pretending to be cute and deliberately flattering.

Yan Tianhen: “…”

Tsk, it's so perceptive.

Yan Tianhen said earnestly, “I am destined to find a companion sword as powerful as the Zhige sword. You are not suitable.”

The shaking of the rusty sword reduced.

Yan Tianhen, seeing the play, immediately continued, “You can definitely find a master who is really suitable for you.”

The rusty sword fell on the ground with a 'bang'. The sword wilted and attached to the land, as if it were deeply attacked. Yan Tianhen felt softhearted for a moment. He squatted on the ground and poked the sword and said, “How about this? If I really can't find a suitable sword for a while, I will reluctantly take you down. In any case, looking at you right now… I am afraid you won't be able to find a master who will take you away. ”

Rusty sword: “…”

There was a light laughter from the air, as if laughing at Yan Tianhen's soft heart. Yan Tianhen rubbed his nose, stood up, and walked among the many kinds of swords. He was picky and determined to find the sword which could be with him. “It's just like finding a woman beautiful enough to bring ruin to the world. At that time, I felt that the person who can accompany me for the rest of my life is him.” Yan Tianhen wanted this kind of feeling for his own peerless sword.

This one was too wide, that one was a bit narrow, this one was not the right color, and that one didn't feel right at first glance. Yan Tianhen saw a snow-white sword that was a little shining in the sun, and suddenly his heart moved. He wanted to reach out for it. Unexpectedly, when he was just thinking about it, the sword fell on the ground all of a sudden, looking dispirited and listless.

Yan Tianhen: “…”

Where Yan Tianhen could not see, the rusty sword that followed him triumphantly swayed its dirty sword spikes, jumping up and down closely behind Yan Tianhen. While he was not paying attention, it jumped up and down beside the sword, as if it was threatening it.

Those swords, as long as they were “threatened”, all of them fell down. As a result, Yan Tianhen couldn't find a sword willing to form a connection with him. “It seems that I really don't have a chance with the Hidden Sword Pavilion.” Yan Tianhen sighed a little, and then walked forward. In front was a vast white fog. Although there might be swords in it, Yan Tianhen decided not to go in any more.

The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, this was a saying Lin Zhan often told him. If it was destined, the sword would have jumped out when he appeared long ago. If it was not destined, even if he searched all over the mountain, he would not be able to find it. Just like those swords he had just seen, they all fell down as soon as he laid his eyes on them, as if afraid of being chosen by him. Instead of choosing these swords, Yan Tianhen thought that it was better to take away the rusty sword which was not useful at first sight. Anyway, although the rusty sword looked useless, it still took the initiative to show kindness to him, didn't it? Yan Tianhen turned around, picked up the rusty sword from the ground, and scrutinized it for a while, then said, “Forget it, I'll just take you. Where's your clothes?”

The rusty sword shook its spike, and a black light flashed. The scabbard, whose superior quality looked like it outclassed the rusty sword by many levels, flew out of the vast white fog and fell onto Yan Tianhen's hand. Yan Tianhen was slightly surprised. “This scabbard, don't tell me that you stole it from another sword?”

Rusty sword: “…”

The rusty sword was angry. It was determined to prove to this man that this kind of petty theft would never be done by a famous sword. So it suddenly rushed into the scabbard and made the scabbard fit tightly onto its body. Before the rusty sword had time to shake its spike, Yan Tianhen said with a smile, “Not bad, you can even steal a scabbard that suits you.”

Rusty sword: “…”

Chirp chirp chirp!

When Yan Tianhen got the sword, he bowed to the back of the faint figure, and said, “Thank you Sword Venerable for your guidance. I will definitely treat this sword well.”

The voice seemed to have a little bit of a smile, “This sword is a peerless sword. But now, it is just a jewel covered in dust, and the sword is sealed. You can bring it to Puluo Mountain and re-refine it with blood cypress sap. When the blood rust on it falls off, this sword will regain its former glory.”

Yan Tianhen had an idea in his heart, glanced at this honest and peaceful sword, and said, “Sword Venerable might not know this, but Puluo Mountain has now been renamed the Tomb of Youshan. After several changes in the vicissitudes of the sea, the place has become a forbidden region. It is not easy for ordinary people to enter, and those who did, many of them have not returned. Whether to go to the Tomb of Youshan, I still have to think about it again.”

The Sword Venerable pondered for a moment, and said lightly, “It's all up to you to decide.” After he finished speaking, the Sword Venerable's soul consciousness gradually became more and more transparent. Before Yan Tianhen could step forward, the transparent soul consciousness disappeared. Now, it seemed that what Yan Tianhen had seen before were all illusory bubbles, just a dream he had.

Yan Tianhen rubbed his eyes and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart. At this moment, he suddenly understood that the Sword Venerable had truly dissipated from this world.

Yan Tianhen couldn't help but respectfully bow to the cliff where the figure with his back facing him had stood. A moment later, he got up and walked towards the mountain road with this useless sword in his hand.

Although there was no way up the mountain, there was a mountain trail to go down the mountain. Yan Tianhen rushed and walked down the mountain in a short time. As soon as he got off the mountain, he saw people waiting at the foot of the mountain.

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