"Get in!"
In front of the cave, Fang Mo waved his hand.
"Teacher Fang, we'll scout ahead.”
Two staff members held a taser gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other as they carefully followed behind the Condor God.
The originally dark cave was completely illuminated.
The cave was not very big, only three feet deep.
The most obvious things that entered his eyes were a stone table and a stone chair.
"There's someone! There really is someone!"
Everyone who saw this scene could not help but shout in their hearts.
"What is Teacher Fang looking at?"
Soon, everyone noticed that Fang Mo reached out to wipe off the moss on a cave wall. Three lines of words appeared on it.
"A silent question, do you know anyone? I don't know a few of these traditional Chinese characters.”
In the live broadcast room, many people were stunned.
The characters in the sword tomb ruins were the traditional characters of the Song Dynasty.
"I have been roaming the Jianghu for more than 30 years. I have killed all my enemies and defeated all my heroes. There is no one in the world who can resist me. I have no choice but to live in seclusion in the deep valley and take the eagle as my friend.”
"Alas, it's really embarrassing to be unable to find an opponent in my life.”
"It was signed by Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai.”
Fang Mo's voice sounded in the stream.
"Bang!" "Pa!" "Boom!"……
At this moment, everyone watching the live broadcast seemed to have been immobilized. They could not move, and the things in their hands fell to the ground.
"There really is Dugu Qiubai!"
"It's fake! Perhaps it was a deliberate joke made up by an ancient person.”
"I don't know if I'm excited or afraid. My body is actually trembling.”
"I'm starting to believe in what Teacher Fang had said before. If everything is true, I simply can't believe what kind of huge commotion it will bring to Nine Regions.”
"Am I seeing things? I realized that I seemed to see a sharp sword intent in these words, and a feeling of peak loneliness.”
The
livestream room was filled with dense bullet comments, and the number of viewers was increasing crazily.
With Fang Mo's live stream as the center, a huge storm spread wildly to Nine Regions.
"Teacher Fang, what should we do next?”
The staff members who were carrying equipment looked at Fang Mo excitedly.
As long as Fang Mo gave the order, they would search the cave carefully.
"No rush!"
"Let's take a look!"
Fang Mo shook his head and walked out of the cave toward a cliff.
In the middle of the cliff, about twenty or so zhang above the ground, there was a large rock about thirty to forty zhang square. It looked like a platform, and there were some words carved on the rock.
"Buzz ~"
A staff member saw this and quickly released the drone.
At the same time, he handed a tablet to Fang Mo.
"No need, climb up."
Fang Mo shook his head.
On the cliff, there was a simple staircase that was once dug by Dugu Qiubai.
It wasn't difficult for Fang Mo, so everyone climbed up one after another.
Even Bing Bing followed.
The staff in the live broadcast room still had certain requirements for physical fitness.
[Sword Tomb]
"Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai was invincible in the world, so he buried his sword here.”
"Ah! The heroes are helpless, the sword is sharp, isn't it sad?”
Everyone's eyes quickly turned to a large stone with words engraved on it. Fang Mo read out loud.
Other than Fang Mo, who was mentally prepared and could remain calm, the other staff members who climbed up were all stunned.
From these words, they seemed to see an invincible, lonely, and peerless swordsman.
"F * ck! His heroic spirit soared into the sky! He's too domineering!"
"Sword Tomb! There's actually a sword tomb!"
"Could it be that our world really has a martial arts master?”
"I'm also wavering now!"
In the
live broadcast room, even those who had believed in science before were now filled with deep doubts.
Without that kind of invincible and lonely boldness, it was impossible to say such words.
"This Fang Mo is amazing!”
In the live-stream, Third Uncle Wu and Professor Li were trembling slightly, and even their lips were trembling.
Ordinary people might not be able to see it, but the two of them could vaguely see something.
The words in the stone cave and the words on the sword tomb were all written with a brush.
This was a rock!
If it was just an ordinary ancient person, how could he have the ability to write such elegant traditional characters on a hard rock?
"Move the stones on the sword tomb.”
Fang Mo ordered.
Several strong workers quickly moved the stones away from the tomb, revealing three long swords that were arranged side by side.
Between the first and second swords, there was a long stone strip. The three swords and the stone strip were placed side by side on a large bluestone.
"Fierce and fierce, invincible, able to fight against the heroes of Heshuo before he reached the age of twenty.”
As the others looked on in bewilderment, Fang Mo picked up the first sword. It was about four feet long and shone with a green light.
At the same time, he read the words on the stone under the sword.
Bing Bing quickly broadcasted the scene.
"The Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword was used before the age of thirty.”
The scene changed. On the green mountain of the stone tablet, there were also words carved.
However, when Fang Mo picked up the second heavy sword, he felt a little awkward. He did not even lift one of his hands.
"This sword should be more than 80 jin.”
Fang Mo pulled out his black three-foot-long sword with both hands. He spoke to the camera without sharpening it.
"The heavy sword has no edge, and it's too exquisite to be used.”
However, the audience was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the words below. They were all looking at the heavy sword in Fang Mo's hand in a daze.
A heavy sword that weighed more than 80 Jin?
A swordsman would definitely hold a sword with one hand. How could an ordinary person hold a sword that weighed more than 80 pounds and fight with others?
"After 40 years old, you will not be stuck in anything. From then on, he cultivated and gradually reached the stage where he could win without a sword.”
Fang Mo gently put down the heavy sword in his hand and picked up a sword. It was a rotten wooden sword.
There were also stone inscriptions below it.
"My head is a little dizzy and messy! Isn't our world based on science?”
"These four Sword Catacomb completely represent the four realms of Sword Principle. As expected of Sword Demon, he has reached such an unimaginable realm.”
"Teacher Fang, hurry up and look for martial arts manuals.”
"The sword technique left behind by such a peerless swordsman must be very terrifying. We must find it.”
"Didn't you say that they were all fake? Why did everyone believe in martial arts masters now?”
"F * ck! If you don't believe me, don't look at the martial arts manuals later.”
At
this moment, not to mention the ordinary people in the live broadcast room, even Uncle Wu San, Professor Li, and all the officials watching the live broadcast were stunned and felt a little dizzy.
Everything before their eyes had completely exceeded their expectations.
"Teacher Fang, wait for me. I'm also in Xiangyang. I'll help you find martial arts manuals.”
"Hahaha…I know that place too. Teacher Fang, I'm coming!”
"Martial arts manuals! There must be martial arts manuals!
"I won't say anything else. I'll just take a leave of absence. I'll rush over now.”
At
this moment, all the spectators in Xiangyang City were rushing toward the Sword Tomb Ruins from all directions.
An epoch-making discovery?
No!
A new era was about to begin!
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