C7 Nameless Sword

The old man's voice rang out at the right time with some amazement, saying, "If what she said is true, then the secret of the Forgotten Land having no soul power is most likely related to this sword. Kid, ask about this sword"

Lin Mo nodded, looked at the butterfly, and asked, "Can you tell me the origin of this sword?"

Unexpectedly, the butterfly shook its head and said, "I don't remember. I feel like I slept for a long time. There are many things that I have forgotten. "

Lin Mo looked at the butterfly in front of him. It was at most 18 or 19 years old. Although after starting cultivation, one's lifespan would be lengthened along with one's realm. However, it would still become old. If she really slept for a long time. . . Then there could only be two possibilities. First, Her cultivation realm has already reached the level of undying. Or perhaps, the butterfly wasn't from the Human Clan.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through the thick fog in the mountain. The butterfly's face tightened, and she pursed her beautiful red lips. She grabbed Lin Mo's wrist, and carried him on her shoulder. Then, she flew towards the depths of the Forgotten Land.

Lin Mo had never thought that one day, he would be carried around by a peerless beauty like a sack.

The old man's voice sounded, "Kid, no, look at the ground. "

When Lin Mo heard this, he lowered his head and looked down. He was surprised to find that the ground was actually moving. The hard rock was constantly moving, like a heart, contracting rhythmically. Lin Mo exclaimed, "What is this?!"

The butterfly's eyes were somewhat confused. She had lost too many memories, but she vaguely remembered that every once in a while, the Forgotten Land would have this kind of turbulence. At this time, soul power would surge into this place, and the monsters in the abyss would follow.

The Forgotten Land was very small for the abyss. But compared to a person's footwork, it was too big. The two of them went down the mountain stream, but they didn't go far. Suddenly, a roar resounded throughout the Forgotten Land, and a hurricane blew over. Lin Mo looked up and saw a huge beast hovering in the sky above the two of them. The fog covered its figure, but he could vaguely see its huge body.

Lin Mo's pupils shrank. Previously, he thought the Ghost Crying Forest was big enough, but in front of this giant beast, it could only be a child encountering a strong man.

This kind of natural fear filled every part of Lin Mo's body. His bones made cracking sounds. Just the pressure alone was enough to crush him into powder.

"Lin Mo! Wake up!" The old man's voice exploded in Lin Mo's ears like a clap of thunder. He suddenly regained consciousness. His chest rose and fell violently, and he was drenched in sweat.

When the old man saw that he had woken up, he heaved a sigh of relief and said solemnly, "This thing is called the Savage Whale. It can make people see illusions and numb their minds. Be careful not to be confused by its voice. "

Lin Mo nodded and said to the butterfly, "Miss, put me down. I can walk by myself now, and the two of us can run faster. "

The butterfly glanced at him with her beautiful eyes. She didn't slow down, but said with some dissatisfaction, "Call me master. "

Lin Mo was speechless. At this time, a sound that sounded like a baby crying came from the thick fog. Lin Mo felt a chill on his back, and blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth. The whale's cry hurt his mind, especially since Lin Mo's realm was too low. If this continued, Lin Mo's meridians would be destroyed by the sound, and he would become a real cripple.

At this moment, in the deepest part of the Forgotten Land, there was a sudden fluctuation. It brushed past their bodies, and Lin Mo coughed out a mouthful of blood that was even thicker. It flowed down the butterfly's shoulder and onto her chest.

Lin Mo was a little embarrassed, but the butterfly did not know about this fluctuation. She was very familiar with this fluctuation. In an instant, she thought of many things. She looked at Lin Mo and comforted him in an unfamiliar way, "Bear with it. The deeper part of the Forgotten Land is safe. "

Lin Mo nodded weakly. No one noticed that the few emblems in the deepest part of his pupils flickered.

The two of them continued down the mountain. The terrain was getting narrower and narrower. The sound of the savage whale was no longer ear-piercing, and the impact on Lin Mo was getting smaller and smaller. Although it was still very uncomfortable, it could still be resisted. He recovered some strength and opened his eyes. He found that the two of them had unknowingly come to an underground cave.

After entering the cave, the sound of the Savage Whale disappeared. Lin Mo heaved a sigh of relief and was thrown to the ground by the butterfly. The wounds on his body had not fully healed yet, and the fall made him grimace in pain. But when his gaze fell on the face of the butterfly, he was stunned.

The butterfly was crying.

Her eyes were filled with red veins, pitiful, lacking a bit of wildness and more gentleness. She muttered, "I remember now. "

Lin Mo stood up and moved closer to her. He asked doubtfully, "What did you think of?"

Butterfly looked at Lin Mo and stretched out her hands to grab his shoulders. She said, "I am here to protect that sword. My people have been killed and wounded for a long time. Only my people are left. I have been wandering around this place for countless years. "

A woman wandering alone in the abyss. Just thinking about it made one feel endless loneliness and despair.

Lin Mo looked in the direction of the butterfly's finger and found that in the middle of the cave. . . There were clusters of fiery-red flowers, and their appearance was the same as the edge of the Forgotten Land. However, the flowers here carried a dangerous aura. There was a rock in the middle of the flowers. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that at the center of the rock. . . It was faintly dark red and was extremely inconspicuous.

Lin Mo was still sizing it up when suddenly, a wave of mist surged into the hole. The mist carried a soul force so dense that it could be seen with the naked eye and then merged into the rock. The dark red light at the center of the rock flashed a few times before falling silent again.

Such a large amount of soul force had been devoured in a short period of time. Even with the old man's knowledge, it was hard to explain the origin of this stone.

All of this was clearly related to the butterfly. Lin Mo turned his gaze to her. The butterfly extended its jade-like hand and wiped the blood that Lin Mo spat on its body clean with its jade-like hand. It said with uncertainty, "There is indeed a sword in the stone, but its name, its origin, I can't even remember it. "

Lin Mo's eyes were a little complicated. It was impossible for him not to want this sword. Among the cultivators, there were two things that were the hardest to come by. The first was pills, because there were very few alchemists. Two were weapons, ordinary weapons were good. But in order to create a weapon suitable for cultivators, one needed something. It was called Mark. Through Mark, Injecting soul energy between heaven and earth into a weapon, there were very few imprints that were passed down in the world. Those who could master it were even rarer, so even if it was an ordinary treasure. . . If a spiritual artifact were to appear in this world. . . It was enough to cause chaos in the Tianzong City, not to mention the legendary Venerable and Divine Weapons. Even if one searched all over the three empires, they would not be able to find even one of those legendary items.

The sword in front of them could already absorb soul energy on its own. If what Butterfly said was true, then the amount of soul energy that the sword absorbed here could not be measured with the number that humans could understand. No matter what, such a level was still a Sovereign Weapon.

Such a treasure was right in front of him, but Lin Mo's strength was not enough to subdue it, just like how a mountain of gold and silver was right in front of him. However, he could only stare at it helplessly.

The butterfly looked at him from the side and didn't say anything. She could vaguely understand the will of the sword. In the countless years that she had lived, she had seen many people who had come to this place. However, the Sword in the Stone discriminated against outsiders. The only person who could stand here unharmed was Lin Mo.

Her eyes were filled with complex emotions. Countless years ago, she had a tribe member as well. However, each and every one of them slowly died. She had been chosen as the final guardian. She had relied on the Sword in the Stone's soul power to survive, but slowly, she felt that something was missing from her chest. She became more and more empty, and even her memories disappeared.

She wanted to leave this place, so she decided to help Lin Mo.

However, with this thought in mind, the Sword in the Stone suddenly began to shake. It let out a buzzing sound, and black soul power seeped out from the surface of the rock. From the soul power, Lin Mo could see some emotions. It was the anger after being betrayed. This anger was obvious, as if it wanted to punish a traitor. It turned into a black spear and headed straight for the butterfly's heart.

The butterfly stared blankly at the black spear that was rushing over. It could only smile bitterly. It had never thought that the Sword in the Stone would react in such a violent manner when it thought of escaping. Whatever. The butterfly had closed its eyes. Death was also a form of relief.

In an instant, Lin Mo's body moved even faster than his consciousness. Scenes of the past flashed past his mind. He did not want anyone else to die in front of him.

Something fell to the ground, and the butterfly opened its eyes. When it saw Lin Mo's face, the young man's lips turned pale. Large mouthfuls of blood gushed out of his mouth, but his eyes. . . He was as firm as a star, and he spoke with great difficulty. "Surviving. . . Is a very difficult. . . Very difficult thing. . . So. . . Don't die so easily. Outside. . . There are many beautiful scenery. . . Waiting for you. "

After saying that, along with the black spear that pierced through his body, he fell heavily onto the ground.