Chapter 81

"Is this the Chongwu you mentioned to me last time?"

"Yes, this is Chongwu!" Tian Yao's tone was quite solemn, clearly showing great respect and caution towards the strange heavy sword before him.

"What? Have you two had a grudge?"

"Indeed, in ancient times, we had a confrontation! That despicable guy slashed me with a sword. Look, the sword scar on the lower left corner of the front of my coffin lid was left by him."

"To actually disfigure you, it must not be an ordinary sword, right?" Qin Feng's words were filled with surprise, but more so with joy. A guy who could injure Tian Yao in a direct confrontation must be an extraordinary existence.

"Not bad, it ranks in the upper middle of the 'Ancient Heavenly Mystic Treasures List.' Compared to me, it's a bit stronger, but now, it might not even qualify as a high-quality Mystic Treasure." Tian Yao sighed deeply, explaining.

"What is the 'Ancient Heavenly Mystic Treasures List'?" Qin Feng was taken aback and asked.

"Oh, I forgot you don't know what Heavenly Mystic Treasures are. It's a list from ancient times that records the power of Mystic Treasures, listing all the powerful Mystic Treasures in the world. Ancient Mystic Treasures are inherently powerful, and if they can be passed down to the present, they are naturally things that every cultivator would fight to the death for. However, only 218 of them are worthy of the title 'Heavenly.'"

"218 items?!"

Qin Feng's gaze returned to Chongwu, his eyes immediately glowing with a greenish light.

"Such a good thing, but why didn't the people of Shujian Mountain keep it as a treasure, instead of leaving it here casually? And why did you say it's not even a high-quality Mystic Treasure now?"

"The eyes of those Shujian Mountain people are like dogs; they can't recognize anything! Besides, this sword is no longer in its prime, and its sword spirit seems to be sealed by some mysterious force. Pull it out, and you'll understand!" Tian Yao's tone was strange, as if he didn't want to say more.

Qin Feng was also puzzled, but his mind was focused on Chongwu, so he didn't pay much attention. He continued to ask, "How can I get it? You said its sword spirit is sealed? Could it be...?"

Thinking of a possibility, Qin Feng was suddenly startled!

"Pull it, use brute force. This sword has a spirit, but it's sealed. Among the younger disciples of Shujian Mountain, probably only you can pull out this Chongwu with brute force."

Tian Yao sighed and urged.

"Alright!"

Qin Feng stepped forward, extended his hands, and gripped the hilt. The moment he touched it, he suddenly felt a fierce and huge monster fly up from the heavy sword hilt and pounce on him.

Qin Feng was startled!

Fortunately, the "Tai E Forging Mind" technique promptly activated, stabilizing his mind.

"What a strange sword, no wonder other swords are afraid of it. This guy is like a world-class beast!"

Taking a deep breath, Qin Feng pulled the sword with all his might.

However, despite Qin Feng's utmost effort, Chongwu remained immovable!

"Damn it, I'll really stick with you today!"

With a surge of determination, the Mystic Qi in Qin Feng's body suddenly surged, and he gripped the hilt again, shouting loudly—

"Thirty Thousand Divine Dragon Strength, activate!"

A high-pitched roar erupted from Qin Feng's mouth, stirring up dust and wind. Fortunately, the range of the Sword Burial Mountain was vast, and Qin Feng's location was extremely remote, so not many people noticed him.

With the power of ten thousand Mystic Qi, Qin Feng tried to pull Chongwu, but although it still didn't come out, he vaguely felt the sword tremble slightly.

Yes, it was a very subtle sensation, as if the sword wanted to follow him.

Could it be the effect of the Thirty Thousand Divine Dragon Strength?

Qin Feng was overjoyed!

Thus, he didn't slack off at all, his arms swelling to twice their size, veins and blood vessels bulging on his chest and neck. Even the twin-headed black pythons were awakened to assist in enhancing his strength.

At this moment, Qin Feng used all the叠加的力量，全部用在了拔剑上。

手中的剑，颤抖得越来越剧烈了！

虽然秦风并不好受，但内心却异常欢喜，因为他知道，眼前的这种现象，意味着重吾正在挣扎。

然而，还是差那么一点点。

秦风有些急了，就在这时，天妖突然从秦风的手臂上出现，妖目一睁，一道赤红的线束射入重吾剑身，后者浑身上下那些古怪的鳞片如波浪般翻涌了几下，随即又是一阵更加剧烈的颤动。

这一颤，搅得秦风五脏六腑像是翻了个过，难受得要命。

但颤动之后，重吾居然缓缓停了下来，并且随着秦风的力量，慢慢地被拔出了土面。最后“轰”的一声，在重吾被拽出的最后一刻，秦风连人带剑直接飞了出去。

“好重！”

这是重吾入手后，秦风的第一感觉，以秦风的万罡之力，居然难以将重吾拎起。

剑出，秦风顿时有点傻眼！

因为这重吾剑，居然只有一半的剑身，断面比较整齐，前半段的剑身不知哪里去了。

“不是吧？居然是一把残剑！”

难怪天妖会说现在它连上品玄宝都不如了。

就在秦风还在郁闷之际，轰隆的一声，以重吾插剑的部位为中心，整个葬剑山的山体突然开裂起来。

秦风来不及多看，赶紧拖着重吾剑，一路向山上跑去。

震动之声越来越大，无数的飞剑在震动中脱离了葬剑山，从天空中不断有飞剑掉落，而一道巨大的裂隙也跟着秦风，一路向上继续扩大。

“靠，不是吧！”

“快跑啊！”

一路上，秦风不断地招呼那些取剑之人，让他们快点跑。

但他们不听，当开裂的地面蔓延到他们眼前时，这才知道大事不妙，赶紧跑了起来。这裂隙越来越大，以葬剑山的山底为起点，半途分裂成数支之后，逐渐向山体四方蔓延而去，伴随着巨大的轰隆声，似乎要将整个葬剑山崩裂一般。

这一切，是秦风所没有想到的。

他哪能知道，一柄重吾，居然会对整个葬剑山有影响。

难道是失去了这柄重吾之后，让整座葬剑山的重力平衡失去了控制？

很可能会是这样！

看来自己也够妖孽的，到天风城，天风城乱了套，到蜀剑山，居然让人家崩了山头…真是到哪哪倒霉啊！

乱！

整个场面都乱了套了，无数拜山的人，都慌不择路，在葬剑山上乱跑起来，而在凌空负责维持秩序的蜀剑山执事们，只能调动飞剑，四处乱飞，尽量维持着秩序，收拢掉落的飞剑。但对于山体的崩裂，却是束手无策，因为这种情况，他们可从来都没有遇到过的。

就在整座葬剑山崩裂之势不断加剧时，山体上方的虚空之中，一阵诡异的扭动之后，出现了三个人来。

最前方一人，是一个温文尔雅的中年人，黑色的头发，双鬓和眉毛却是银白之色，那双银白的眉毛如两道银色的长剑，点缀了整张肃然萧杀的脸庞，让这位中年看起来是那么的庄重威严。

而在他的身旁左后的位置，是一名宫装打扮的中年女子，此女貌美如画，双目虽然含笑，却闪烁着一丝拒人于千里之外的冷芒。装束面容大气得体，大家风采尽展无遗，看其与银眉男子之间的距离十分之近，两人应该是一对伉俪。

而在中年女子身旁的，则是一名英俊无比的青年，同样是一双银眉，年纪和秦风差不多大，但其嘴角时时勾起的那一抹妖异的笑容，还有那飘忽不定四处寻觅的目光中，隐藏至深的那一抹邪欲，让在场的很多蜀剑派的女弟子们，都感觉浑身上下十分的不自在。

中年银眉人一出现，整个空气都凝滞起来，所有的人，看向银眉人都带着一种崇拜无比的目光。

而且，不约而同地向着银眉人的方向，拱手参拜道：“参见掌门！”

此人便是蜀剑山掌门——

李星剑！

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**Translation:**

"Is this the Chongwu you mentioned to me last time?"

"Yes, this is Chongwu!" Tian Yao's tone was quite solemn, clearly showing great respect and caution towards the strange heavy sword before him.

"What? Have you two had a grudge?"

"Indeed, in ancient times, we had a confrontation! That despicable guy slashed me with a sword. Look, the sword scar on the lower left corner of the front of my coffin lid was left by him."

"To actually disfigure you, it must not be an ordinary sword, right?" Qin Feng's words were filled with surprise, but more so with joy. A guy who could injure Tian Yao in a direct confrontation must be an extraordinary existence.

"Not bad, it ranks in the upper middle of the 'Ancient Heavenly Mystic Treasures List.' Compared to me, it's a bit stronger, but now, it might not even qualify as a high-quality Mystic Treasure." Tian Yao sighed deeply, explaining.

"What is the 'Ancient Heavenly Mystic Treasures List'?" Qin Feng was taken aback and asked.

"Oh, I forgot you don't know what Heavenly Mystic Treasures are. It's a list from ancient times that records the power of Mystic Treasures, listing all the powerful Mystic Treasures in the world. Ancient Mystic Treasures are inherently powerful, and if they can be passed down to the present, they are naturally things that every cultivator would fight to the death for. However, only 218 of them are worthy of the title 'Heavenly.'"

"218 items?!"

Qin Feng's gaze returned to Chongwu, his eyes immediately glowing with a greenish light.

"Such a good thing, but why didn't the people of Shujian Mountain keep it as a treasure, instead of leaving it here casually? And why did you say it's not even a high-quality Mystic Treasure now?"

"The eyes of those Shujian Mountain people are like dogs; they can't recognize anything! Besides, this sword is no longer in its prime, and its sword spirit seems to be sealed by some mysterious force. Pull it out, and you'll understand!" Tian Yao's tone was strange, as if he didn't want to say more.

Qin Feng was also puzzled, but his mind was focused on Chongwu, so he didn't pay much attention. He continued to ask, "How can I get it? You said its sword spirit is sealed? Could it be...?"

Thinking of a possibility, Qin Feng was suddenly startled!

"Pull it, use brute force. This sword has a spirit, but it's sealed. Among the younger disciples of Shujian Mountain, probably only you can pull out this Chongwu with brute force."

Tian Yao sighed and urged.

"Alright!"

Qin Feng stepped forward, extended his hands, and gripped the hilt. The moment he touched it, he suddenly felt a fierce and huge monster fly up from the heavy sword hilt and pounce on him.

Qin Feng was startled!

Fortunately, the "Tai E Forging Mind" technique promptly activated, stabilizing his mind.

"What a strange sword, no wonder other swords are afraid of it. This guy is like a world-class beast!"

Taking a deep breath, Qin Feng pulled the sword with all his might.

However, despite Qin Feng's utmost effort, Chongwu remained immovable!

"Damn it, I'll really stick with you today!"

With a surge of determination, the Mystic Qi in Qin Feng's body suddenly surged, and he gripped the hilt again, shouting loudly—

"Thirty Thousand Divine Dragon Strength, activate!"

A high-pitched roar erupted from Qin Feng's mouth, stirring up dust and wind. Fortunately, the range of the Sword Burial Mountain was vast, and Qin Feng's location was extremely remote, so not many people noticed him.

With the power of ten thousand Mystic Qi, Qin Feng tried to pull Chongwu, but although it still didn't come out, he vaguely felt the sword tremble slightly.

Yes, it was a very subtle sensation, as if the sword wanted to follow him.

Could it be the effect of the Thirty Thousand Divine Dragon Strength?

Qin Feng was overjoyed!

Thus, he didn't slack off at all, his arms swelling to twice their size, veins and blood vessels bulging on his chest and neck. Even the twin-headed black pythons were awakened to assist in enhancing his strength.

At this moment, Qin Feng used all the叠加的力量，全部用在了拔剑上。

手中的剑，颤抖得越来越剧烈了！

虽然秦风并不好受，但内心却异常欢喜，因为他知道，眼前的这种现象，意味着重吾正在挣扎。

然而，还是差那么一点点。

秦风有些急了，就在这时，天妖突然从秦风的手臂上出现，妖目一睁，一道赤红的线束射入重吾剑身，后者浑身上下那些古怪的鳞片如波浪般翻涌了几下，随即又是一阵更加剧烈的颤动。

这一颤，搅得秦风五脏六腑像是翻了个过，难受得要命。

但颤动之后，重吾居然缓缓停了下来，并且随着秦风的力量，慢慢地被拔出了土面。最后“轰”的一声，在重吾被拽出的最后一刻，秦风连人带剑直接飞了出去。

“好重！”

这是重吾入手后，秦风的第一感觉，以秦风的万罡之力，居然难以将重吾拎起。

剑出，秦风顿时有点傻眼！

因为这重吾剑，居然只有一半的剑身，断面比较整齐，前半段的剑身不知哪里去了。

“不是吧？居然是一把残剑！”

难怪天妖会说现在它连上品玄宝都不如了。

就在秦风还在郁闷之际，轰隆的一声，以重吾插剑的部位为中心，整个葬剑山的山体突然开裂起来。

秦风来不及多看，赶紧拖着重吾剑，一路向山上跑去。

震动之声越来越大，无数的飞剑在震动中脱离了葬剑山，从天空中不断有飞剑掉落，而一道巨大的裂隙也跟着秦风，一路向上继续扩大。

“靠，不是吧！”

“快跑啊！”

一路上，秦风不断地招呼那些取剑之人，让他们快点跑。

但他们不听，当开裂的地面蔓延到他们眼前时，这才知道大事不妙，赶紧跑了起来。这裂隙越来越大，以葬剑山的山底为起点，半途分裂成数支之后，逐渐向山体四方蔓延而去，伴随着巨大的轰隆声，似乎要将整个葬剑山崩裂一般。

这一切，是秦风所没有想到的。

他哪能知道，一柄重吾，居然会对整个葬剑山有影响。

难道是失去了这柄重吾之后，让整座葬剑山的重力平衡失去了控制？

很可能会是这样！

看来自己也够妖孽的，到天风城，天风城乱了套，到蜀剑山，居然让人家崩了山头…真是到哪哪倒霉啊！

乱！

整个场面都乱了套了，无数拜山的人，都慌不择路，在葬剑山上乱跑起来，而在凌空负责维持秩序的蜀剑山执事们，只能调动飞剑，四处乱飞，尽量维持着秩序，收拢掉落的飞剑。但对于山体的崩裂，却是束手无策，因为这种情况，他们可从来都没有遇到过的。

就在整座葬剑山崩裂之势不断加剧时，山体上方的虚空之中，一阵诡异的扭动之后，出现了三个人来。

最前方一人，是一个温文尔雅的中年人，黑色的头发，双鬓和眉毛却是银白之色，那双银白的眉毛如两道银色的长剑，点缀了整张肃然萧杀的脸庞，让这位中年看起来是那么的庄重威严。

而在他的身旁左后的位置，是一名宫装打扮的中年女子，此女貌美如画，双目虽然含笑，却闪烁着一丝拒人于千里之外的冷芒。装束面容大气得体，大家风采尽展无遗，看其与银眉男子之间的距离十分之近，两人应该是一对伉俪。

而在中年女子身旁的，则是一名英俊无比的青年，同样是一双银眉，年纪和秦风差不多大，但其嘴角时时勾起的那一抹妖异的笑容，还有那飘忽不定四处寻觅的目光中，隐藏至深的那一抹邪欲，让在场的很多蜀剑派的女弟子们，都感觉浑身上下十分的不自在。

中年银眉人一出现，整个空气都凝滞起来，所有的人，看向银眉人都带着一种崇拜无比的目光。

而且，不约而同地向着银眉人的方向，拱手参拜道：“参见掌门！”

此人便是蜀剑山掌门——

李星剑！

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At this moment, Qin Feng used all the stacked strength, focusing all his efforts on pulling the sword.

The sword in his hand trembled more and more violently!

Although Qin Feng was not feeling well, his heart was filled with joy, because he knew that this phenomenon meant Chongwu was struggling.

However, it was still just a little bit short.

Qin Feng was getting anxious, and at this moment, Tian Yao suddenly appeared from Qin Feng's arm, his demonic eyes opening, and a red beam shot into the body of Chongwu. The strange scales on the sword's body rippled like waves, followed by an even more intense tremor.

This tremor made Qin Feng feel as if his internal organs were being flipped, causing him immense discomfort.

But after the tremor, Chongwu slowly stopped and, following Qin Feng's strength, was gradually pulled out of the ground. Finally, with a loud "boom," as Chongwu was pulled out, Qin Feng was thrown back with the sword.

"Heavy!"

This was Qin Feng's first feeling when he got hold of Chongwu. With his ten thousand Mystic Qi, he found it difficult to lift Chongwu.

The sword was out, and Qin Feng was momentarily stunned!

Because this Chongwu sword had only half a blade, the cut surface was relatively neat, and the front half of the blade was missing.

"Can't be! It's actually a broken sword!"

No wonder Tian Yao said it was not even a high-quality Mystic Treasure now.

Just as Qin Feng was still feeling depressed, a loud rumble came from the ground where Chongwu was originally embedded, and the entire Sword Burial Mountain began to crack.

Qin Feng didn't have time to look around; he quickly dragged Chongwu and ran up the mountain.

The rumbling grew louder, and countless flying swords detached from the Sword Burial Mountain, falling from the sky. A huge crack followed Qin Feng, expanding upward.

"Damn, not again!"

"Run faster!"

Along the way, Qin Feng kept urging the people who were retrieving swords to run faster.

But they didn't listen. When the cracking ground reached them, they realized the severity of the situation and started running. The crack grew larger, starting from the base of the Sword Burial Mountain, splitting into several branches, and spreading in all directions, accompanied by a loud rumble, as if it were about to split the entire mountain.

This was something Qin Feng had not anticipated.

How could he have known that a single Chongwu could affect the entire Sword Burial Mountain?

Could it be that losing Chongwu disrupted the gravitational balance of the entire mountain?

It was very likely!

It seemed he was truly a troublemaker. Wherever he went, chaos followed. In Tianfeng City, it was chaos; at Shujian Mountain, he caused the mountain to collapse... Truly, wherever he went, misfortune followed!

Chaos!

The entire scene was in chaos. Countless people were running around in panic on the Sword Burial Mountain, and the Shujian Mountain officials responsible for maintaining order in the air could only use flying swords to fly around, trying to maintain order