The sword sect has been passed down for tens of thousands of years and countless disciples. There are more than one million or tens of millions of broken swords.

It abandoned it and entered the abyss, and after years, it gradually evolved into a terrifying sword pool.

The sword pool is located in countless chaos, and the broken sword intent raged into the void, eroding the human body, and over time, it can even damage the origin of the soul. There was also a genius of the Sword Sect who wanted to practice with the sword pool, but all of them failed. The mild ones became wasteful people, and the severe ones were killed by the sword intent!

Therefore, it was designated as a forbidden area and the monks from the sect were not allowed to enter.

As for the life and death of the sword servant, it is no longer within the scope of consideration of the sword sect.

...

The earth suddenly sank, as if it was cut off by a giant sword, dark and bottomless.

Mo Yu stood in the distance with deep eyes. After a long time, he exhaled and showed a look of admiration.

It is worthy of being the Sword Sect, the super force that is stimulating in one side can actually create such a sword domain!

These countless chaotic sword intents are like poison to the other monks, but for Mo Yu, it may be an opportunity.

If he can comprehend and integrate these thousands of sword intents and take them back to his own, it will be enough to promote his great progress in swordsmanship and revival of the green grass swordsmanship runes.

"Yu Mo, stop watching. After the inspection, we will go back quickly." A young man next to him looked pale, "This ghost place will be dead after staying for a long time!"

The dangers of the burial sword pool are no longer a secret, and this is also the reason why all the sword servants are unwilling to come here.

Mo Yu kept his mind calm, and there were opportunities to be determined in the future. He nodded immediately, "Okay."

The two of them walked around the Burial Sword Pool in a group, but they didn't notice that something was wrong and left quickly.

Today's work is over and you can arrange the remaining time by yourself.

Compared with other places, the work of the sword servant in the Burial Sword Pool seems particularly leisurely.

As long as you have the life to enjoy it.

...

In the stone chamber, Mo Yu's eyes suddenly opened and a flash of light disappeared.

Calculate the time, the other two groups of sword servants have also ended, and it is time to set off.

He stood up and quietly left the stone chamber. There was nothing wrong with him in his senses. His figure moved like a ray of blue smoke, heading straight to the burial sword pool.

Soon, the burial sword pool, like a monster's mouth, appeared in sight.

Mo Yu's figure kept approaching the edge, with a few muffled sounds, and there were countless holes in his robe.

The sword intent ravaged in the air can cause direct damage to the cultivator's body, but Mo Yu's powerful body can naturally be ignored.

He sat cross-legged, and his powerful divine thoughts burst out, covering his body ten feet in a circle, and began to comprehend.

In an instant, thirty-one different sword intents appeared in Mo Yu's sense, colliding with each other, making people feel depressed.

"Two medium sword intents, the rest are weak sword intents, so there is no difficulty in comprehending them."

After a while, Mo Yu opened his eyes and two sword shadows appeared faintly, "Continue to comprehend!"

When his mind moved, dozens of new sword intents appeared in his mind.

"No, there are three powerful sword intents and six medium sword intents. My spiritual conscious mind is strong enough to comprehend at the same time. The number must be reduced." Mo Yu's face turned pale, and he reduced the sword intent in the comprehended to half, and his expression gradually recovered.

Time passed quietly. On the second day, Mo Yu's eyes suddenly opened, he stood up and left quickly, and at the same time he broke his robe and changed into a new sword servant robe.

"It seems that you have to change your clothes in advance in the future, otherwise you may be suspected."

Mo Yu's thoughts turned to his mind.

Shortly after he returned to the stone chamber, a shout came from outside the door, "Yu Mo is coming out, it's time for us to patrol."

"I understand." Mo Yu responded, pushed the door and walked out to say hello to him. The two of them walked towards the Burial Sword Pool.

...

The life of the sword servant is boring and monotonous, and it repeats every day, constantly repeating yesterday's life.

In a blink of an eye, it was the third month that Mo Yu entered the Sword Sect.

At this moment, he sat upright by the Burial Sword Pool, with a serious expression.

It took three months to comprehend more than 7,300 sword intents, and it has reached a critical point.

Therefore, Mo Yu tries to integrate, once it is completed, it represents a leap forward in the practice of kendo.

His mind is quiet, like an ancient well without turbulence, as if he is transcending from the outside, observing the changes in the sword intent in his mind.

Don't be impatient or impatient.

The number of sword intents is even more than 7,300. Even with Mo Yu's powerful divine consciousness, you must be absolutely cautious. Otherwise, if you fail, it will cause the sword intent to explode, which will be enough to reverse him to seriously injure him.

In my mind, a vortex of sword intent has condensed, and new sword intent continues to fly out, quietly blending into it like raindrops.

It's not far from success.

An invisible aura lingered around Mo Yu for more than a foot, and isolated all the sword intent.

This is the powerful sword will that he naturally exudes as he comprehends the sword intent increases!

Suddenly, Mo Yu frowned slightly, revealing a gloomy look.

Several sword sect monks broke into his senses and happened to go to where he was.

If you want to dodge, the fusion of sword intent is at critical moments and must not be moved.

If you are really suspected, you may not take action and leave them all behind!

After a ruthless thought in my heart, Mo Yu sucked all his expressions and activated the vortex of the sword intent to speed up the fusion process. Fortunately, the fusion has reached the end and the interference of consciousness will not cause bad effects.

call out--

Amid the sound of breaking through the air, several sword sect cultivators appeared.

"Junior Sister Xuanji, this is the Burial Sword Pool. All the broken swords and broken swords that have been found in my sword sect to this day are among them." A handsome sword sect cultivator smiled and said, "Although you and I have treasures to protect my body, I cannot stay here for a long time, otherwise the erosion of the sword intent will be very troublesome, and even affect your and my sword cultivation."

He turned around casually and was about to continue to say something, but his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

Some people... actually some people are practicing here!

The other Sword Sect monks followed his gaze and soon noticed that the figure standing cross-legged beside the burial sword pool could not help but grow up, all of which looked like a ghost.

Yu Xuanji paused slightly, then he showed his interest, his voice refreshed and plain, "Senior Brother Ma, didn't you say that the burial sword pool is dangerous? I think this place can really be used for practice."

Ma Quantao was shocked. He knew that Junior Sister Xuanji was the latest proud disciple of Master Jianxin. If she was misled to enter the Jianjian Burial Pool to practice, ten sword slashes would not be enough for Master Jianxin!

His eyes swept over the back again, and after shaking, he immediately found something he had not paid attention to before. Ma Quantao's heart suddenly relaxed, "Junior sister, don't make a judgment lightly. Look at this person's robe, I am a sword servant of the Sect, who was specially sent by the sect to maintain the Burial Sword Pool. Their cultivation is low and weak, and they can minimize the influence of sword intent, so they can enter and exit freely."

"He is probably unwilling to be ordinary in his practice here. He wants to fight hard, but he doesn't know that he is ruining his life in vain. If the junior sister doesn't believe it, please pay attention. This sword servant will definitely not live for half a year."

Yu Xuanji nodded slightly, but looking at the upright back not far away, she always felt that things were not that simple.

Ma Quantao shook his head helplessly, "Junior Sister Xuanji doesn't believe it. I'll call this person, you will know at a glance." He raised his head and showed his majesty. "Sword servant in front, when I see me waiting for it, come and salute!"

But the figure was still sitting cross-legged, without moving at all.

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Ma Quantao's face, and then turned into gloom, "I'll talk to you, have you heard it?"

Finally, the figure moved slightly, then turned around, as if hesitating for a while before hesitating quickly.

"See all senior brothers and senior sisters!"

"Hmph! I called you before, why didn't I respond?" Ma Quantao spoke coldly.

Mo Yuujiu showed nervous expression, "I...I'm afraid for a moment, and I can't move anymore."

Seeing him frightened and uneasy, Ma Quantao felt that he had regained his face and looked much better. Thinking that Junior Sister Xuanji was still there, in order to leave a good impression on her, he said immediately: "Be careful next time, fortunately, I met me. If it were a fellow brother and sister who was hard to talk to, you would have suffered from you!"

"Yes, yes, thank you for your senior brother!" Mo Yu showed gratitude.

Ma Quantao waved his hand, "You tell Junior Sister Xuanji, how effective is the practice here?"

Mo Yu's face showed bitterness, "Reported to Senior Sister Xuanji, the sword intent of the Burial Sword Pool is mixed, thinking that it is beneficial to practice, but in fact, the disadvantages are far greater than the gains after getting close. I have tried here for a while, and my body is damaged, I am afraid I won't live long."

He could hear clearly what the few people said before, so he naturally followed the words and sent them away.

Yu Xuanji glanced at him, "Is that true?"

His expression was unanimous.

Seeing that she seemed to be interested, Ma Quantao was shocked and hurriedly said, "Junior sister, I have some things to deal with in the future. Let's leave now and come back later."

"Okay, let's listen to what my senior brother said." Yu Xuanji nodded obediently, but a trace of cunning flashed deep in his eyes.

A line of monks of the Sword Sect turned around and left, and no one paid attention to Mo Yu anymore.

After all, a mere sword servant is still a dying sword servant, so how can they be qualified to make them trouble?

But when the fish mysterious friend turned around, his eyes paused on Mo Yu for a brief pause.

Watching the figures go away, Mo Yu slowly stood up straight, and his previous submissiveness dissipated and returned to his calm appearance.

But there are a little more wrinkles in the eyebrows.

Did this woman notice something?

Mo Yu thought about it carefully and finally suppressed the idea of ​​silence. It was not about pitying the fragrance and jade, but about having confidence in his own performance.
To be continued...