Chapter 804

Standing at the end of the road, Su Bai could vaguely see a towering bronze palace, but compared with the noise and excitement in front of other bronze palaces, the front of the palace was terrible and silent.

The bright green vines covered the whole bronze palace like dragons and snakes. The mottled sunlight was projected through the thick clouds and fell on the blurred sword mark through the gap between the vines.

That sword mark is very light!

After the baptism of years and wind and rain, this sword mark doesn't look like a sword mark, but the smell on it belongs to the meaning of sword.

However, when Su Bai stared at the scar and felt the meaning of the sword, he smelled a kind of decay.

The sword way has fallen into the world, and even the sword idea has decayed.

Su Bai stopped for a long time and felt a sense of frustration. He didn't step up for a long time. In the end of the sword field, he felt the decline of kendo. Whether it was the young man wearing the crown ceremony or the dying old man, they all had a dream of rivers and lakes and a Jianghu dream of singing three feet of green peaks. In the wasteland, He smelled only a rotten smell.

That's the rotten taste of Kendo

"This bronze palace is called sword tomb. The sword mark on the palace was left by a strong swordsman who killed the imperial court... Little brother, do you want to choose this sword to understand the artistic conception?" just when Su Bai was silent, a deep voice sounded on the right side.

On the right side, there is a more magnificent palace standing. There are many practitioners sitting around, feeling the smell of knife on the bronze palace.

The one who made the noise was a middle-aged man. His face was rough and his eyes were like stars. He was staring at Su Bai with great interest.

"En..." Su Bai nodded undeniably and looked at the middle-aged man with a little surprise. The cultivation of the middle-aged man was not simple. In the induction of Su Bai, there was at least the cultivation of the Royal realm. "Dayan emperor is really a gathering of strong people. It was so common to see practitioners of the Royal realm in the past..."

Hearing the speech, the middle-aged man immediately showed a strange look on his face. His eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Su Bai. He said in a soft voice: "Kendo is a heresy. You have the cultivation accomplishments of the Taoist base at a young age. If you practice Kendo, it will waste your talent."

"Thank you for reminding me. I know what I know." Su Bai saluted slightly and walked up to the bronze palace full of decay.

The conversation between Su Bai and the middle-aged man immediately attracted the attention of many practitioners. They opened their eyes one after another. When they saw Su Bai walking towards the sword tomb, their faces showed strange colors.

"The young man looks like he is not old enough to be weak. He has the cultivation of Taoist Foundation... I didn't expect that we Dayan imperial dynasty have such a rising star again. I don't know which aristocratic family or sect he was trained by."

"I don't know what his elders think. They even let him feel the sword in the forbidden area. Do you want him to practice Kendo?"

The middle-aged man looked at Su Bai's back and sighed slightly: "it's very dangerous to understand the meaning of the sword in the imperial restricted area."

The middle-aged man's words immediately aroused the approval of the practitioners present. They raised their heads and looked at the palace in front of them, showing regret. They seemed to see the end of Su's defeat.

Su Bai walked slowly towards the bronze palace with a slight sound of footsteps. There were wild grass growing madly and silently in both the blue stone slab under his feet and the broken wall where his vision was interrupted.

Suddenly, Su Bai bent down and stretched out his hand to remove the weeds under his feet. There, he saw some bones, which seemed to have existed for many years, with pits and cracks on them.

On these cracks, Su Bai noticed a sharp breath, which was very similar to the sword smell left in the palaces behind him.

Su Bai could see that it was the breath of these swords that led to the fall of the owner of these bones.

"What's the matter?" Su Bai frowned and went on. At last, hundreds of graves appeared in his sight. There were no weeds around these graves. On the contrary, they were very clean and obviously taken care of by someone.

Soon, Su Bai noticed the man who took care of the graves.

It was an old man in a gray robe. Years had left vicissitudes on his face, and wrinkles fluctuated like gullies. He was holding a broom and gently sweeping the dead grass on the ground, but he was silent.

decadent!

Whether it was the bronze palace in front of him, or the plants and trees here, as well as these tombs and the old people in front of him, Su Bai noticed the smell of corruption on it.

The old man seemed to ignore Su Bai's sudden intruder.

"Master..." Su Bai suddenly said. The old man slowly raised his head when he heard the speech. At this time, Su Bai noticed the old man's appearance. What surprised him most was the old man's eyes, where his pupils were sunken, ferocious and terrible.

"His eyes were badly hurt..." this was su Bai's guess.

"Do you know where this is?" the hoarse voice sounded in the dead silence. The old man seemed to notice Su Bai's gaze and looked indifferent.

Su Bai whispered, "I know..."

The old man's voice suddenly took a little dignity and scolded: "then you should know that this is the place you shouldn't come..."

"Why?" Su Bai asked.

"It's dangerous here..." the old man slowly put away his broom, walked slowly to the tombs behind him, and said faintly: "these people are your lessons. If you are careless, you may be buried here."

"They all came here to understand the meaning of the sword?" Su Bai stared at the tombstones. There were no words engraved on them, neither nameless nor surnamed.

"En..." the old man's voice was a little heavy, and the air solidified.

"Why did they die? Did they die because they understood the meaning of the sword? Did they die under the meaning of the sword?" Su Bai asked several questions one after another and stared at the old man's back.

The old man turned around slowly. His eyes were deep-seated and looked at the bronze palace in the distance. He said faintly: "they died because they understood the meaning of the sword, and died in the meaning of those knives..."

Hearing the speech, Su Bai subconsciously looked at the weeds under his feet. His left foot was stepping on a corpse, which had cracks visible to the naked eye. "If you understand the meaning of the sword here, will you be attacked by the meaning of the sword?"

"Well... This is the place where the sword idea dominates. If you understand the sword idea here, the sword idea on those bronze palaces will sweep over." the old man said faintly, and his indifferent face showed a little anger.

Su Bai looked into the old man's eyes and said thoughtfully, "the elder's eyes were hurt by those sabres?"

"Yes." the old man nodded. He continued to shake his broom, lowered his head and gently swept the dead grass in front of the grave, "For more than 60 years, I have seen 14 practitioners step here. You are the 15th... The first 14 practitioners have died here. Their bodies were buried by me. Maybe you will become the 15th. Your talent is good. You have this accomplishment at a young age. I advise you to leave quickly..."

"Why didn't the elder leave..." Su Bai looked at the old man's slow movement and asked softly.

"I don't want to..." the old man made a little pause. He murmured: "I don't want to leave like this. I haven't realized my sword meaning... I can't go either. Once I leave, the residual sword meaning on this palace will soon be erased by those sword meanings..."

"So, why did you persuade me to leave?" Su Bai asked.

The old man said lightly, "you are a piece of jade. I don't want you to die prematurely."

"Jade also needs to be carved to reflect the most perfect luster. When I came here, I just needed the sword intention to carve." Su Bai smiled and walked to the palace with a firm step. He stretched out his hand and brushed to the front. Countless sharp sword Qi appeared in the void and swept towards the vines. The vines fell to the ground, revealing the sword marks under them.

A sharp breath appeared on the scar of the sword. It was a sword meaning full of endless killing. Its existence made the sun cold, but Su Bai noticed that the sword meaning seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, but it just lingered on the scar of the sword instead of spreading

It's Dao Yi!

The sword meaning on the surrounding palaces is suppressing the sword meaning on the palace, making the sword meaning like a residual candle in the wind, which will be destroyed at any time.

Su Bai raised his hand and held the cold scar. At the same time, the old man's voice sounded: "be careful..."

Sonorous

Countless sharp knife howls came from all directions. The knives left in the palace were roaring out at this time