Weapon Master Chapter 212

Chapter 212 - Mazy Sword Valley
The night was boundless.
No matter if it was Tang Huan, Mu Yan or Gu Ying, they all displayed their own speeds to the fullest.
Although he could no longer see the ordinary vengeful spirits behind him, judging from the screams, there were at least several thousand. The number of Blood Spirits could faintly be seen, increasing to eight.
Under the frenzied pursuit of the vengeful spirits, Tang Huan, Mu Yan and Gu Ying did not slow down in the slightest.
It was unknown when it started, but the crowd of screams started to lessen. It was obvious that those ordinary vengeful spirits had slowly left them behind, but the eight blood spirits were still in hot pursuit. From time to time, they would shriek out, echoing with the vengeful spirits behind them.
If there were only three or four blood spirits, Tang Huan could have stopped and killed them all together with Mu Yan and Gu Ying before the ordinary vengeful spirits could catch up to them.
But now there were eight blood spirits …
Tang Huan only thought about it for a bit before giving up.
With this number of Blood Spirits, their odds of winning would be extremely low if they fought head on. After all, Xiao Budian only had one. Moreover, even if it was Tang Huan, if he fought with the Blood Spirit again, it would be very difficult to kill it as easily as it was just now. Baidu Search for '49 Allusion Network' www.49xs.com '
From this, it could be determined that they had already developed some intelligence and were definitely not something an ordinary vengeful spirit could compare to. With the previous example of their companion, it was impossible for them to be as foolish as the Blood Spirit from before, directly grabbing the tip of his spear with both of their hands.
"Whoosh!" "Whiz!" "Whiz!" The sound of his clothes slicing through the air sounded like a thread. Unknowingly, the sky had already begun to turn white.
"Huh?"
Tang Huan suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked back. There were a lot of stones behind him, and no trace of blood spirits could be seen, but all the stones were emitting a gentle light.
"Did you get rid of them?"
Gu Ying was startled for a moment, and then he finally realized that he was listening to a scream that no longer had a blood spirit, and laughed out loud before sitting down on the ground.
Tang Huan and Mu Yan looked at each other. Even though they were both exhausted, their eyes couldn't help but reveal smiles, as if they had been relieved of a heavy burden.
At this point, no matter who it was, the Genuine Qi was already used up. If the blood spirit still pursued him closely, then he could only use some of the "True Fire Spirit Spring" to drink. However, using such a precious treasure to recover the Genuine Qi was indeed a bit of a waste.
"Hu!"
Letting out a light breath, Tang Huan scanned his surroundings and sat on the ground. But the moment he folded his legs, he gasped for breath, "Something's not right!"
"What's wrong? The Blood Spirit is following us again? "
Gu Ying was shocked, he suddenly grabbed onto the gigantic sword and sat up, his eyes like two bells staring fiercely in the direction that they just came from.
Mu Yan, who had also just sat down cross-legged, also stood up straight with a vigilant face.
"It's not a Blood Spirit. It's this place." Tang Huan said in a heavy voice.
"What's wrong with this place?"
When Gu Ying and Mu Yan heard this, they heaved a sigh of relief and started to look around subconsciously.
Although the sky was still rather dark, they could already see the general situation. In this area, there were no signs of vegetation, only rocks of various sizes. Every rock was like a sharp sword that was inserted into the ground, some were ten meters tall, some were as short as one or two meters.
Other than these neatly arranged sword-shaped rocks, there seemed to be nothing else within his line of sight.
"Strange?"
Gu Ying stood up while holding onto his sword, he gazed far ahead, but his line of sight was blocked by an extremely large sword image.
He subconsciously turned his head. At the end of his line of sight, there was still that gigantic sword projection. He turned in another direction in disbelief, but what he saw was still the same. No matter which direction he faced, his line of sight would eventually be obstructed. It was just that the distance was different.
"There's really something strange?"
Such a strange situation made all the hair on Gu Ying's body stand on end.
Mu Yan also seemed to have noticed the abnormality of this place. A hint of shock uncontrollably flashed deep within her beautiful eyes, and after a moment, she could not help but exclaim: "Could it be that this place is …"
"Mazy Sword Valley!" These four words came out of Tang Huan's mouth quietly.
"What?" Sword Crafting Valley's' Mazy Sword Valley '? "
In the blink of an eye, Gu Ying had carefully observed them, but what he did not notice was that under some of the sword-shaped rocks, there were quite a few eerie white bones. Some were lying, some were sitting, but because they were similar in color to the rocks, he did not notice them. This new discovery made Gu Ying's face turn green.
"We actually came to this place." Mu Yan was stunned, a bitter smile involuntarily appeared on her delicate face.
"..."
A bitter smile also surfaced on the corner of Tang Huan's mouth.
Back then, when the old fellow had asked him to memorize the map of the Sword Crafting Valley, he had even specially mentioned this "Mazy Sword Valley" to him and roughly explained the situation of this place.
This "Mazy Sword Valley" could be said to be a valley within the Sword Crafting Valley.

Back then, when the Human Clan was flourishing, this "Mazy Sword Valley" was a forbidden area within the Sword Crafting Valley. Normally, no one was allowed to enter, unless the "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly" was being held.
That's right, it was' Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly '!
The "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly" that occurs once every ten years, is the "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly" that originated from the Sword Crafting Valley back then.
At that time, the Sword Crafting Valley would hold the "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly" every five years, and this "Mazy Sword Valley" would be the third and final stage. The first three Weapon Refiner who walked out of the Sword Valley, the generous rewards were not so important. The most important thing was that from then on, they would have the qualifications to cultivate in the Sword Crafting Valley.
To the Glory Continent s and those who lived in the Sword Crafting Valley s, this was the greatest glory.
However, those who could reach the last stage of the "Weapon Refining Sacred Assembly" were basically all high level Weapon Refiner s, or even Weapon Refining Master s. As a result, those who could enter this "Mazy Sword Valley" were all high level Weapon Refiner s and middle level Weapon Refiner s. Since its appearance, no one had ever been able to enter a middle level Weapon Refiner.
After the invasion of the Demon Clan and its wastage, this "Mazy Sword Valley" was also abandoned.
However, even if it was abandoned, its effects still remained.
In the past few decades, not a single living being who had mistakenly entered this place had been able to leave. The piles of bones underneath the sword stones were proof of this.
Who would have thought that at night, under the pursuit of the vengeful spirit and the blood spirit, they would accidentally run into each other and ran into the "Mazy Sword Valley"?
The three of them stared at each other, speechless.
After the Blood Spirit Cry disappeared, everyone still kept quiet and ran for a long time. Presumably, they had always been inside this "Mazy Sword Valley" that was similar to a stone forest.
"Yiya?"
Xiao Budian jumped down from Tang Huan's shoulder, blinking his blue eyes, looking at Tang Huan, at Mu Yan, and then at Gu Ying, he was confused.
"Squeak squeak."
The Rainbow Spirit Mouse also burrowed out from Mu Yan's chest and slipped onto the ground. It stood up straight, and then started swaying as if it was drunk, as if it was still a little dizzy.
On Mu Yan's back, Feng Ming had long since woken up.
Her eyes moved back and forth nimbly, looking at the wooden chest on Tang Huan's body, as well as the three gourds on her and Mu Yan's waist that were filled with True Fire Spirit Fountain.