There's No Witch I Can't Wash

Turning his head, the bosom friend who looked a little embarrassed changed the subject.

Then her eyes focused on the sky again, she tapped her feet, and she jumped up without a sound, instantly raising a distance of several hundred meters.

Lin Ye didn't even feel the slightest trace of internal force running. This was the case with his brilliant lightness kung fu and body skills, crossing the river with a reed and stepping on the snow without a trace.

Internal strength is only for auxiliary use, the real skill is skill and agility.

Lin Ye's deepest research is lightness kung fu, so he has also noticed the power-exerting skills of his bosom friend just now, which made him amazed.

After rising almost 300 meters in height, Zhiyin's speed also gradually slowed down.

When she was about to fall, she twisted her body, tapped her lotus feet, and stepped on the side of the mountain wall, and then used the strength she gained to lift herself up again.

After repeating this four or five times, she easily reached the top of the 1000-meter-high mountain.

The peak at night looks a bit deserted, with the bright moonlight shining down, there is nothing else on the bare mountain top except for a few pine trees.

Not far away is a naturally formed pool. Beside the pool is a stone tablet with three vigorous and powerful characters "Buried Sword Pond". The handwriting seems to be the same as the word "Qingxuan" at the door. The hand of Patriarch Xuan.

After landing, Zhiyin was ready to walk towards the Burial Sword Pool, but halfway she seemed to remember something and returned to the edge of the cliff.

What was he thinking? Lin Ye was just exercising his body. Even if he had some extraordinary qualities, he couldn't reach the top of the mountain as easily as he did.

It is not that there are no disciples of Qingxuan Sword Sect who climbed to the top of the mountain with the strength of body forging, but it took at least more than a day.

Now was not the time to test the perseverance and courage of the disciples who had just joined the sect. Zhiyin was just about to go down and bring Lin Ye up, when a somewhat puzzled voice sounded behind her.

"What are you doing? Didn't you come up? Why are you going down again?"

"you you you?!"

The familiar voice shocked Zhiyin, and the woman turned her head with a look of disbelief.

It seems that because of the relationship between being too surprised and too flustered when she turned around, her feet were also unstable, and she suddenly lost her balance.

Seeing that this talented expert was about to fall off the cliff in shame, Lin Ye quickly stepped forward and grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing, you are so frizzy, you can fall down? After all, you are also the great elder of Qingxuan Sword Sect. Besides Senior Yu, you are the person with the highest seniority in Qingxuan Sword Sect now. You You have to take the lead and lead by example.”

Lin Ye patted the other party's shoulder, and said so earnestly. The latter opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to curse, but the words got stuck in his throat for a long time and he couldn't utter them.

So, who was the one who startled me and made me almost fall!

Although in essence, I was so frightened that I almost fell, it's quite embarrassing.

"You, you... how did you get here?"

"How did you come up, did you fly up?"

Lin Ye blinked, and said with an expression of are you stupid.

Flying up, how does a forging body fly up? !

Because Lin Ye was supporting her body, bosom friend was able to touch the opponent's body, and at that moment she channeled a ray of true energy to sense the opponent's body.

Then the result was that this body was empty...with nothing.

Lin Ye didn't have an ounce of true energy in his body, and his meridians were completely blocked, and a complete internal circulation was not formed at all.

Its state is exactly the same as that of the forging disciple who just joined the sect.

"How is it possible, this is not in line with common sense! You don't even have true energy, how could you fly up!"

"Qinggong doesn't need real energy. I said why are you so surprised. Actually, I just know that Qinggong is better."

Lin Ye shook his head and said this, turned around with a look of ignorance, and walked towards the direction of the Burial Sword Pond, while Zhiyin was standing there with embarrassment on his face that alternated between blue and red.

I was despised by a forging body, but I still couldn't say anything to refute.

But thinking about it carefully, Lin Ye's explanation wasn't a problem. Although his performance was a little exaggerated, it was not without effort to let a forged body achieve this level of lightness.

It's not a forged body who fights according to his innate nature, so there is really no need to be so surprised.

Thinking about it this way, after adjusting his mood a little, bosom friend also followed and stood by the Burial Sword Pool with Lin Ye.

In the crystal clear pool water in front of the two of them, there were almost a hundred long swords standing upright.

None of the swords fell down, and all the swords stood upright. The blades pierced the bottom of the pool, and the hilts were exposed out of the pool water, looking like tombstones.

Of course, the swords in this pool are not as simple as tombstones. In fact, these pieces do represent tombstones, because this is the pool for burying swords.

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"The name Burial Sword Pool is not random. This is the destination of every disciple of the Qingxuan Sword Sect. Whenever someone in the sect is about to die, they will come here and throw their swords into this place. In the pool."

"These swords are not only gifts from those seniors to the sect, but also represent their tombstones. At the same time, these swords stand here quietly, silently waiting for their next master to arrive."

"Most of the swords in the Burial Sword Pool have been accompanied by more than one owner. Because they have been carried close to the body for a long time and have been cultivated by the unique secret method of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, every sword here is full of spirituality. They They will choose their next master, and unless their strength reaches the acquired level and they use internal force to forcibly pull it out, otherwise those who are not recognized by them will not be able to pull it out of the pool."

The bosom friend slowly introduced to Lin Ye the origin of the Burial Sword Pool and its meaning.

When talking about all this, the woman had an extremely proud look on her face, and then she watched Lin Ye easily pull a sword out of the pool.

"It's so miraculous, doesn't it come out just by pulling it out?"

"Uh... Maybe it's this sword, it approves you?"