Chapter 217: Cutting Down the Sword Spirit: Xiao Luo
"Well, which way are we going?" Yu Zhiyan asked curiously, while straightening her collar that was wrinkled in the battle.
Su Chenyin thought for a moment and replied, "How about we go to the right first?"
After hearing this, everyone expressed their agreement, and the group continued on their journey to explore the secret realm.
Xiaoqing, who was lying on Jun Yijue's shoulder, directly transformed herself into a green bracelet and wrapped it around Su Chenyin's wrist, and walked with them.
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at the same time.
In a distant and mysterious place, there is mist and the sky is blue, just like a fairyland.
Various exotic flowers and herbs compete with each other in beauty, the trees are lush and green, rare medicinal herbs are everywhere in the forest, and the streams are gurgling, like a beautiful piece of music.
In this mysterious area, a towering palace stands like a giant, exuding an aura of eternal mystery and majesty.
Just one look at it can fill people with awe.
In the center of the palace, a red scabbard was suspended in it, with a faint red light flowing around it, as if silently waiting for something.
Ancient runes are carved on the scabbard, and each rune seems to contain the ultimate truth between heaven and earth and flow with mysterious power.
Around the scabbard, nine huge dragon shadows were hovering like guardian gods. They surrounded the scabbard as if guarding something of vital importance.
Suddenly, the scabbard vibrated slightly.
The nine huge dragon shadows seemed to be ignited at this moment. Their eyes opened wide and the speed at which they circled the scabbard suddenly increased.
They also made low dragon roars from their mouths, as if responding to some mysterious call.
"Hmm?" In the depths of the palace, a figure suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was as fast as lightning, and through the mist of the palace, he seemed to see the distant other side.
He stood up, tall and powerful, wearing a black and gold robe.
The intricate dragon patterns embroidered on the robe looked like living creatures; each dragon was lifelike, as if it would take off from the robe at any moment.
His figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in the center of the palace, his eyes fixed on the red scabbard.
"Haha... the Zhanluo sword finally found its owner." The man's voice was deep and powerful, echoing in every corner of the palace.
At this moment, the ancient runes on the scabbard began to flash, and the red light gradually became dazzling, as if something was about to break out of the scabbard.
At the same time, the nine dragon shadows suddenly turned into nine streams of light and sank into the scabbard.
"Om-"
A clear and melodious sword sound resounded throughout the entire mysterious area. The sound was filled with endless sword intent, as if it was the sword chant on an ancient battlefield, which made people yearn for it.
As the sound of swords rang out, powerful men emitting strong auras instantly gathered in the center of the palace.
“Ahhh! That’s the sound of the sword ringing from the scabbard of the Slashing Sword!”
"Haha... the sound of the sword ringing from the scabbard doesn't this mean that the sword has been chopped off and recognized its master?"
"That's right, it's the sword that cuts down the emperor's daughter!"
"Great! Zhan Luojian has found the Emperor's daughter!"
"After tens of thousands of years, the scabbard of the Slashing Sword finally rings!"
"Yes, after tens of thousands of years, we have finally waited for the Emperor's daughter to reincarnate and return!"
"Now that the princess has returned, we no longer have to hide in this area."
"Haha... the princess is back, so can we finally kill everyone?"
As soon as the voice fell, he was responded with a slap on the back of his head. He covered the back of his head with his hands and looked back in grievance.
"Idiot, the emperor's daughter has returned, and our first priority is to welcome and protect her. How can we kill everyone at will?" The speaker was a serious-looking old man, his eyes revealing majesty and wisdom.
The young man who was beaten touched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly: "Yes, yes, I was just excited at the moment."
The old man glared at the young man, then smiled expectantly: "However, beheading the sword and recognizing its master is indeed a great joyous event. We have finally made it through."
The powerful men from all directions were all excited. They were all guardians waiting for the return of the imperial daughter in this mysterious area.
At this moment, their wait finally paid off.
At that time, the man in the black and gold robe had his hands behind his back. His eyes were like the deep starry sky, staring at the red scabbard. The excited strong men then saw him.
Then, all the strong men respectfully bowed to the man in the black and gold robe and shouted in unison: "Lord Mo."
Lord Mo nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on the red scabbard that kept ringing.
At this moment, the sound of the red scabbard stopped abruptly.
Then, the red scabbard slowly opened, and a red figure bloomed in the scabbard, like the rising sun, shining brightly.
A red figure slowly appeared, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and a graceful figure. She was a beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.
She was wearing a red Luoxian skirt, the hem of which fluttered gently with her steps, like a dancing butterfly, and an awe-inspiring sword intent flowed around her.
She is the spirit of the sword that cut down the enemy.
The appearance of the sword spirit shocked all the strong men present and made the atmosphere of the entire palace solemn and sacred.
"Master, I have finally waited for you." The voice of beheading the sword spirit was crisp, like the flowing spring water, clear and pleasant to hear.
Her gaze, full of admiration and joy, seemed to penetrate the barriers of this geographical space and head towards the distant south, where Su Chenyin was.
"Great, Xiaoluo, you sensed the master, where is she?"
Lord Mo's majestic and handsome face was now filled with joy as he looked at the fallen sword spirit floating in front of him.
The strong men in the hall also focused their expectant gazes on Xiao Luo, the spirit of the sword, waiting for her answer.
Where is the princess now?
"The master is in that direction." The sword spirit smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and pointed its slender white fingers to the south.
Lord Mo nodded slightly and opened his mouth to say something, but he saw a cunning arc on the corner of Xiao Luo's mouth.
Immediately, it quickly put away the sword, turned into a red light, broke through the air towards the south, and disappeared into the clouds.
Lord Mo: ………
He was stunned for a moment, looking at the direction where the sword spirit disappeared, and stamped his feet in anger.
Damn it! Xiao Luo went to find his master by himself, without taking him with him?
He only knew that Xiao Luo told his master that he was in the south, but he had no idea of the exact location. How could he catch up?
Lord Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, his heart full of helplessness.
He knew very well that the sword spirit Xiaoluo always acted on its own and only the master could restrain it.
Since it has decided to find its owner, no matter how anxious I am, it will be of no use.
Hey……
Although he also wanted to find his master, now was not the right time.
If he left this area to look for his master, those people would find that his master had successfully reincarnated.
Then at that time, the master will definitely be in an extremely dangerous situation.
However, although he cannot go out to look for his master himself, he can send someone to look for him.
Lord Mo turned around and looked at the many powerful people gathered in the palace, and said in a low and loud voice: "Pass the order down, prepare to welcome the return of the emperor's daughter."
"Send out all the spies to find the princess and protect her safety."