The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 289 The Undrawn Sword in Front of the Tomb

"There are no tombstones on the graves here."

Lu Linglong looked around and found that these graves were basically the same, and she didn't know who was buried underneath.

The strangest thing is that there are swords, spears, swords and halberds stuck on these tombs, which looks very unlucky and a bit solemn.

There are many of these grave mounds, and although they appear to be scattered, a closer look reveals that the distance between each mound is almost the same.

Everyone remained vigilant and walked towards the central area.

When we arrived, we immediately saw a tomb that was unlike any other.

Compared with the roughly built tombs around it, this tomb is very grand.

The tomb is round in shape. To put it bluntly, it looks like a big pot upside down on the ground, with a tombstone right in front.

Zhang Wuling and his party walked to the tomb and found that they could not understand the words on the tombstone.

"Whose tomb is this?" Wang Zhenqiu asked curiously.

Wang Ye spread his hands and said, "I don't understand this weird word. If it were our ancient Chinese text, maybe I could recognize it."

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When it comes to training and fighting, everyone here is a top expert. Even when it comes to knowledge, there are talents like Big Boss Zhuge Qing.

But unfortunately, among so many people, no one studies archaeology, and no one understands ancient Chinese.

In fact, as Taoist priests, both Zhang Wuling and Zhang Lingyu have a good cultural background.

They basically understand ancient Chinese texts, and even understand the Yunlu that most people cannot understand.

But I know nothing about the culture of this place, whether it is the language or the writing.

This has resulted in a group of people becoming illiterate and unable to understand anything.

Ma Xianhong said, "No matter who is buried inside, let's go. We should find a way to get out of here now."

"Wait, look what this is?" Zhang Lingyu pointed to the front of the tombstone, where there was a piece of something exposed that looked like a sword handle.

"I saw it just now. It looks like a sword?" Zhang Chulan said.

Lu Lin nodded: "That should be it, but why is this sword stuck in front of the tomb and buried underground? What's the custom?"

"Who knows, maybe it's some kind of sacrifice...eh?" Zhang Chulan was speaking when he saw Feng Baobao standing in front of the tombstone, reaching out to pull out the hilt of the sword.

"Damn it! Sister Baoer, stop moving!"

Feng Baobao said, "This thing is a good treasure. Let's take it away. It would be a pity to leave it here."

Wang Zhenqiu laughed heartily: "Miss Bao really likes treasures. She always steals them whenever she sees them."

Feng Baobao held up a finger and said seriously, "I'm not stealing. The things others leave out are unwanted. I'm just 'picking up trash' and turning it into treasure!"

Feng Xingtong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked, "Sister, who told you this?"

"Xu Si told me."

"Fourth brother..." Zhang Chulan slapped him in the face, feeling helpless.

He just didn't understand why Fourth Brother always taught Sister Baoer some inappropriate things.

The most outrageous thing is that Sister Baoer learns it very well!

No, why do Master Xu’s two sons have such different personalities?

Lu Liang asked curiously, "Sister Baoer, why did you take the things that were placed in the coffin?"

Feng Baobao explained, "Xu Si said that as long as you take something and no one says you can't, then you can take it!"

Lu Liang's mouth twitched, and he said nothing, but just gave a thumbs up to express his admiration.

Xia He shook her head helplessly and said, "What is Xu Si teaching..."

Zhang Wuling didn't think it was a big deal. Instead, he said with a smile, "It's okay. The eldest sister is simple-minded. Let the fourth brother teach her a lesson. At least we can neutralize the situation and avoid suffering a big loss."

Although Zhang Wuling had long been aware of Xu Si's unreliability.

However, when it comes to teaching Feng Baobao, it cannot be said that Xu Si did anything wrong or taught the child bad things.

The reason is that Feng Baobao was too naive before, easier to deceive than a child. If she met a good person, it would be fine, but if she met a bad person, it would be really...

Well, Zhang Wuling felt that there was nothing wrong with being a bit of a hooligan.

While he was speaking, Feng Baobao had already started drawing his sword.

Everyone originally thought that with Feng Baobao's strength, it would be easy to pull out the sword.

But unexpectedly, Feng Baobao exerted force again and again, but the hilt of the sword did not move.

Feng Baobao seemed a little surprised as well. She stopped and stared at the hilt for a while, then drew the sword directly.

call--

The energy emanating from Feng Baobao was like a wave, sweeping across the ground layer by layer.

More than half a minute passed, and the sword was still buried in the ground, not pulled out an inch.

Everyone was shocked. With Feng Baobao's strength, she couldn't even pull out the sword?

Ma Xianhong frowned and stared at the hilt. After a while, he seemed to discover something and muttered, "Magic weapon..."

At first glance, this thing looked ordinary and no different from an ordinary ancient sword.

If it hadn't been inserted in front of the tombstone, I'm afraid no one would have noticed it.

Ma Xianhong, who possesses supernatural powers, is very sensitive to magic weapons, but he didn't realize what's special about the sword buried underground.

There is only one possibility for this to happen, that is, this magic weapon is beyond the scope of his current understanding and perception.

Suddenly, Ma Xianhong also became interested, with a burning light flashing in his eyes.

puff!

Feng Baobao sat down on the ground, looking at the hilt of the sword with a dazed look in his eyes.

She didn't pull it out?!

"Let me try!" Ma Xianhong couldn't wait any longer and didn't wait for Feng Baobao's consent. He strode forward, studied it carefully first, and then put his hand on it, ready to use the magic machine to refine the sword on the spot.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he started to refine it, a powerful suction force came from the hilt of the sword, quickly draining away the true energy in his body.

This sudden change made Ma Xianhong's face change drastically. He instinctively wanted to let go, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't let go and had been sucked by the hilt of the sword!

Fortunately, after being sucked for a while, Feng Baobao noticed something unusual, grabbed his white hair and pulled him back.

The pain was so severe that Ma Xianhong almost thought his hair was going to be pulled out and he would become a bald man with a Mediterranean appearance.

But the effect was very good. My hands, which were originally unable to be released, were freed at once.

Ma Xianhong fell to the ground, holding his head and rubbing it hard. He looked like he was in great pain.

Seeing that neither of them could figure it out, the others became interested. Even Victor, who had originally had no interest, came over and wanted to study it.

"Could this be the Sword in the Stone? Only a king can pull it out." Navi Barton said excitedly.

Ma Fuer said: "Don't be silly, this is China, where did the sword in the stone come from? Your story is all mixed up."

“But it can’t be pulled out.”

"It's not the sword in the stone if it can't be pulled out!"

“But it’s buried underground.”

"Fuck! SB!"