Demon Sword Record (6)
He endured the pain in his body and continued to explore. Although the space was very small, it was very big for an injured person. A single penny could not defeat a hero. This meant that Yang Xiong's actions seemed to be a little slow now. He also wanted to be faster, but he just couldn't. Moreover, the speed of the arrow splitting was getting faster and faster. Why was that? He did not know that he could not think about this matter anymore. What he needed to do was to quickly break through and let everything pass.
After an hour, Yang Xiong's body started to lose its strength. The wound started to bleed again. The black mist around Yang Xiong's body also faded a lot. Yang Xiong's hungry figure had already faintly reappeared. The black around him was already very faint. Yang Xiong was anxious. There was not much true qi left in his body. If this continued, he would die of exhaustion here next time! Yang Xiong thought so in his heart, but he didn't stop. He was still working hard. But suddenly, he felt something approaching him. What was it? He didn't know. It seemed to be…a table. Yes, it was the table. He thought of borrowing strength from the table, but just as his hand touched the table, he realized that there seemed to be something in his hand. He pushed hard, but his body did not get up as he had imagined. Instead, he fell down on the table. This time, he was in trouble. As soon as he fell, he thought of thousands of arrows piercing his heart. This kind of death was not what he wanted but unexpected. Yang Xiong saw that the arrows had stopped without leaving a trace. The arrows stopped?
Could this be some kind of mechanism? Yang Xiong couldn't believe his own deduction. He pulled that thing back again, but it couldn't move. He thought of many ways to pull it back, but it couldn't move. Yang Xiong didn't say anything else. Everything inside was strange. Forget it, he should find an exit! Just as he let go of the thing, all the lights in the house lit up, and he could see everything in the house clearly. There was nothing but a table. There was a book on the table, and the book was covered in dust. Dust? Could it be that he could go out from here? Yang Xiong was excited for a moment, but when he thought of the hungry monster Golden Dragon outside, his heart began to tremble. It was better not to go out than to go out. There was no danger here, but if he didn't know his place, would he have to stay here forever? Yang Xiong thought about how he still had a lot of things to do outside. It was obviously impossible for him not to go out.
After pondering for a while. Yang Xiong decided to read the book first. As the saying goes," A book has its own beauty, and a book has its own golden house." He picked up the book and read it. There were only three words written on the cover of the book? -- Demon Sword Record. What was Demon Sword Record for? Or was it some kind of martial arts secret manual? He didn't know what to do now, so he could only open it first.
In the 15th year of the official calendar, there was a great drought. Someone once said, This year, something ominous was about to be unearthed, so there was a great drought. Everyone in Jianghu was fighting for a water source. At that time, the imperial court sent an army of 100,000 to search for a water source. However, there was a place on the mainland where green mountains were always there and streams flowed. No one stopped flowing that year. When people saw this place, they seemed to have found hope. However, no one knew that as long as one drank the water here, their entire body would feel like it was on fire. The more they drank, the thirstier they became. In the end, he died of lack of water. In the end, the imperial court found out about this matter and made this place a forbidden area. No one was allowed to approach it. A year passed, and more and more people lacked water. Many people came here to "quench their thirst by looking at plums", but they could not disobey the rules of the imperial court. Finally, someone could not hold it in anymore. He rushed over and drank a mouthful of water. He died on the spot. After seeing that person and someone else die, no one dared to approach that place again. Until one day, a young man from a mountain village fled here with his family. When he saw water, his mother was already on the verge of death. He had no choice but to steal some water and give it to his mother. At first, his mother died as soon as she drank the water. The young man was very sad and wanted to find the murderer of his mother, but he did not know where to start. He knew that his mother died after drinking the water.
The young man climbed up the mountain along the stream. He burned all the places guarded by the guards and climbed up the mountain alone. His sister was left at the foot of the mountain to look after his mother's body. His father died in the fire when he was born. Speaking of the fire, the village caught fire on the night the boy was born. At that time, not many people came out of the blind date, only he, his mother, and his sister. Everything was fine when they first came out, but when the boy became an adult, there was a drought in the world. One of them fled here. The young man thought about his encounter and felt very uneasy. The young man was called "Fire Dragon", which was the name given to him by their blind date because he could control fire at a very young age.
The fire dragon climbed to the top of the mountain alone and saw that the stream was flowing out of a cave. However, this cave gave him a familiar feeling. What was that? Yes, it was fire. He thought of fire at that time because he had a special feeling about fire. He entered the cave alone. The cave was very dark, but it didn't seem to affect his vision. It was because he was clean as if there was something very cold in the cave, like a fire. However, there seemed to be something else in the fire that he didn't see clearly. He just walked along the cave. Soon, he entered the cave. The stream was flowing slowly, but where was the exit of the stream? He looked forward along the stream. In front of him was a test platform full of fire. Shandong was very bright, and the temperature inside was very high. He was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. When the fire dragon was ten meters away from him, the fire on the stone platform attacked him. At the moment of movement, he knew that the thing that summoned him was a sword, a sword stuck in the stone platform. When he saw the sword, his heart began to panic. He felt that it was not the sword on the stone platform, but his heart.
The fire dragon had always yearned to be a hero in the martial world since he was young. However, he had his mother at that time. He did not want his mother to worry too much, so he could only suppress his thoughts. He didn't do it, but when he saw the sword in the sky, his heart began to tremble. What he needed to do was to get the sword in his hand. Looking at the flames that were attacking him, the fire dragon did not move too much. He chose to use his body to withstand them and see how many of these attacks his body could withstand.
After a wisp of fire, his dirty clothes had turned into ashes. The fire dragon's black skin felt so comfortable under the light of the fire pot. There was no longer the high temperature, only comfort. The fire dragon reached out to stop the sword. Suddenly, the cave was filled with flames. The fire dragon's entire body was red as if it was on fire. The fire dragon felt that there was endless power in its body and directly rushed out of the cave with Jian. As soon as the sword left the cave, dark clouds covered the sky and the wind began to dance. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. After a while, it began to rain heavily. The fire dragon raised its sword and danced. In the heavy rain, it comprehended its own sword path-fire. From then on, the fire sword was born in the world. At the same time, the problem of water resources on the main road had just been solved. Everyone began to have the idea of the demon sword "fire". The fire dragon was also hunted down by people from all walks of life, and he died in the underworld. When the fire dragon died, the fire sword also disappeared from the world.
When Yang Xiong saw this, he felt that everything was so unbelievable. The fire sword was born like this, but the moment the fire sword died, he felt a certain part of his body tremble. Looking at the image of the fire sword, Yang Xiong finally understood. What fire sword? Wasn't it just a fire dragon? There can't be anything wrong with this drawing, right? He thought so in his heart, but when he thought of the birth of the fire sword, he no longer doubted it. Was he related to these things? However, he couldn't be sure, but he had a feeling that he had something to do with this matter.
Yang Xiong looked at the fire sword and recalled a scene. A black figure entered a valley. In front of the valley, there was a black mountain. The mountain looked lush, but there was no sign of life. Looking at the strange mountain, the black figure resolutely disappeared into the only hole in the mountain. With the sword in hand, a scene where he was not afraid of anything appeared in front of him. The man and the room quickly disappeared into the mountain. At the mouth of a volcano that was emitting white ash, he looked like a lion that was about to get angry at any moment. He watched everyone around him disappear. The strange mountain also began to change. Yes, it was a sign that the volcano was about to erupt. There were already many people outside the mountain, but the person inside the mountain used a black cover to protect himself. He was slowly approaching the lava. However, just as he walked to the speech area, a dragon head appeared in front of him. It was a dragon head made of lava. He immediately jumped, but his sword was still unable to block the dragon head's attack. He felt that he was slowly starving to death, and the black shield was about to collapse. When the fire dragon was about to enter, he waved his sword casually, but the fire dragon didn't dodge. The fire dragon died and he fainted. However, what could be seen was a fiery red aura entering his body. It should not be said to be his sword body.
A long time later, when that person woke up, the volcano did not erupt. After that person woke up, he left in a certain direction. The scene also disappeared. Yang Xiong saw the final form of the fire dragon. He knew that everything here was like this. It was real. The fire dragon and the demonic sword fire were both real because the final form of the fire dragon was very similar to the demonic sword fire.
To be continued…
On May Day, he went home because of the snow. There were more things to do at home, so he didn't write. In the next two days, he would definitely make up for the lack of words for everyone. I hope everyone can still control this book. In the wind and snow, I bow to you.
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