Fix your sister's fairy

"Tick-"

The water droplets fell into the water and made a crisp sound, and the sound echoed in the well, like a hollow valley orchid, which made people's mood ripple lightly with the sound of water, but it was surprisingly calm.

The hustle and bustle of the world and the troubles all precipitated to the bottom of the dark well, which seems to calm the mind, and all those who enter here will be clear in their hearts and minds, and they can't help but realize what they have followed in the first place.

Yi Haoran stood at the mouth of the well, he stepped lightly on a ladder, and then a blood mark broke out on his shoulder, and the blood turned into a mist and filled the air, and the cyan robe was stained with blood.

He stopped his foot and looked at the wound on his right shoulder, it was sharp, it could be said to be crisp, it was injured by a sword qi, a sword qi that even he couldn't perceive.

Yi Haoran stopped, then retracted his steps and returned to the well.

There are quirks.

He stared quietly at the surface of the huge, deep well.

After a few moments, he untied a string of imperial jade inlaid bracelets from his wrist and threw them to the bottom of the well.

This is the heaven-level magic weapon "True Spirit Ink Guardian Jade Chain" that he snatched from the Daozang Polar Region, a full 3,328 true spirit jade inlaid into a bracelet, placed and condensed into a small Tiangang Gathering Spirit Array, the bearer seems to be in the best spirit gathering array all the time, and the aura in every breath of air in 19 breaths is a hundred or even a thousand times the usual.

This is almost a magic weapon of a half-immortal weapon, but Yi Haoran threw him into the ancient well casually, anyone who sees it will be sad about this kind of behavior, if it is a Duobao Dao person here, he will probably jump into the ancient well with the bracelet.

The bracelet fell to the bottom of the well, and the next moment it touched the surface of the water, a huge white light burst out, and a circular shield with a diameter of one meter was activated with the bracelet as the center, and the three thousand three hundred and twenty-eight true spirit jades on the bracelet burst out into a delicate and mysterious formation.

This is Yi Haoran's true purpose, to stimulate the core defensive formation on the bracelet, "Earth Shatter Kun Departure"

Perhaps for others, the greatest value of the "True Spirit Keeping Jade Chain" lies in the hundred-thousand-fold aura, which is enough to cherish for a lifetime, but for Yi Haoran, the right thing only needs to play the right role at the right time, that is enough.

A terrifying sword intent erupted from the water surface at the bottom of the well, and a sword slashed at the formation inspired by the True Spirit Ink Guarding Jade Chain, as a half-immortal weapon, the True Spirit Ink Guarding Jade Chain did not even hold on for even a second. The protective array was torn in half like paper, and the True Spirit Ink Guardian Jade Chain fell into the water and was torn into ashes in an instant by tens of thousands or even countless sword qi.

"Water is the sword. Yi Haoran said.

Every drop of water at the bottom of the well is a sword intent that is enough to open the heavens and the earth, and anything that falls into it will turn into powder and fly ashes and cannot be overborn.

The remaining white light in the well illuminated the entire ancient well, and Yi Haoran's gaze fell on the wall of the well.

On the wall of the well that has been eroded by the years are murals, but these murals are not painted with paint, but "carved" with sharp objects, although I don't know that after tens of millions of years, every line on the mural is clearly visible and vivid.

Yi Haoran looked at the mural in a daze, from top to bottom, it turned out to be a complete story, a story of considerable legendary significance.

The mural depicts countless figures fighting a tall monster in a place of death made of bones stacked with corpses.

Each figure was shackled, but they all pounced on the monster with their swords, and the monster swallowed the figures one by one and spit out the bones.

The form of the battle is a one-sided defeat, the monsters will eat one after another, spitting out pieces of white bones along the way, on the murals, every white bone is so shocking, and the figures are so full of pathos and despair.

The mural is painted with simple lines, but it is divided into three parts, making people seem to really see the bloody massacre, and even faintly heart-rending roars and infiltrating voices wandering in the ancient well.

Yi Haoran was silent, he could feel that this was the expression of the true feelings and divine consciousness of painting.

He wanted to continue looking, but the last bit of white light in the ancient well also disappeared, and the murals below fell into darkness, and even Yi Haoran couldn't see it.

You must know that Yi Haoran is a terrifying phaseless body, with the naked eye to penetrate the nine shadows, and the divine sense travels the world with a powerful existence, but now he can't even see through the darkness that is close at hand?

"Are you letting me go down?" Yi Haoran looked at the steps under his feet, if he wanted to see the complete mural, he could only step down the steps.

The wound on his right shoulder, however, was vividly visible, and the steps were not an easy one.

Yi Haoran was silent for a moment, he looked at the mural as far as his eyes could see, and then ...... Settle in.

Every point of the mural, every degree of depth, every inch of length slowly circulated in the bottom of his heart, he closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to touch, could not touch the stone wall, but touched the "meaning" that had been waved by the sword and another sword thousands of years ago

A mural with a sword.

Yi Haoran opened his eyes and looked at the mural again.

This time, he looked at the "sword intent" that still remained in the ravine on the mural even though it had been tens of millions of years

Look at the mountains are not mountains, and look at the water is not water.

"It turned out to be a sword book. Yi Haoran said.

He knew that this was a sword spectrum, and then he learned it, so he drew his sword, and the golden sword on his waist had a dragon groan, like a hidden dragon under the nine abysses rushing to the sky, and the sword light drowned everything.

He slashed forward without any sword light and sword intent, but the first mural on the mural was silently chopped into pieces, shattered into stone chips, and fell to the bottom of the well, which was turned into powder by the thousands of sword gases in the well water.

"Learn and destroy it, leave no room for it. Yi Haoran said softly.

He has some pity, he rarely pities for anything, but to destroy this ancient mural made of swords, he does feel pity, this is a swan song of the ages, but it must be seen and destroyed, which makes people sigh.

But if he wants to move forward, he must do so, because this is the meaning of the person who left the mural, and if someone can learn the sword book in the mural by chance, he must look at it and destroy it before he can continue to learn.

He stepped down the first flight of steps, and sure enough, nothing happened this time.

He looked at the second mural again, which lasted for ten minutes, and then took out the sword, the sword 000 was like the light of the axe of opening the sky, illuminating the entire ancient well in a blazing white, as if it was really the time of opening the sky, everything was shrouded in the invisible object of the god of opening the sky, and he could only bow and worship.

The second mural was destroyed, and he stepped down the second flight of steps, untouched.

For the third mural, he looked at it for a minute, which was ten times shorter than the previous one.

Then he swung his sword, there was fairy light blooming, the qi of all things recovering, the golden lotus blossoming, and the Great Dao Sanskrit sound Xu Xu, as if a sword was created, and a sword was created.

The third mural was destroyed.

Yi Haoran was expressionless, and looked at the mural again......

The sword spectrum left in the mural is a peerless sword spectrum, there has never been such a domineering sword technique in the world, it can open the sky, destroy the earth, and reproduce all things, but it destroys all things.

It is the creation and the destruction, the fusion of the two extremes into one, if such a mysterious sword technique is practiced, it is really heaven and the world, and I am the only one.

But Yi Haoran didn't feel happy at all, on the contrary, he was in a very unhappy mood, wanting to draw his sword and kill someone.

He has always been an arbitrary man, and he likes this mural, but he wants to destroy it with his own hands, which is tantamount to others borrowing his hand to deny his own arbitrariness.

Therefore he did not have the slightest joy in obtaining the treasure.

Another sword swing down, as if it had pierced through the Nine Abyss and broken through the door of the abyss, but it tilted out Yi Haoran's anger, destroying the mural and leaving an invisible sword mark in the stone wall.

"It was unpleasant. He said, and swung his sword again.

The sword aura in the ancient well was awe-inspiring, as if it was a Jedi out-of-phase. _

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