C405 Sword Travel

Sword Palace.

This was the sacred land of the sword path in the Eastern Continent. It was a power that had once made people want to enter.

Now, it was a ruin. The things inside had been rummaged through several times. It was a classic example of being robbed.

After clearing the ruins in front of him, Qin Yuan frowned. "There's actually a living corpse here?"

Buzz!

Qin Yuan disappeared from the Sword Palace just like that.

On the east side of the Sword Palace.

In a remote corner, the sky was filled with buildings, forming a small hill.

If one were to look through this small hill, one would discover that there was actually a coffin lying horizontally inside.

The coffin was purple and yellow, and an ancient smell faintly spread out, as if this coffin was born from heaven and earth.

Qin Yuan's figure appeared on the ruins of the hill.

Boom!

With a wave of his sleeve, a hurricane appeared out of nowhere from the ruins that covered the land. It blew from the middle and split the ruins in half, revealing the purple and yellow coffin.

"Purple Light Divine Wood." Qin Yuan looked at the coffin and said with slight surprise.

The Purple Light Divine Tree was a special divine tree of the six realms. It was said that it was born from the six realms.

Using this kind of divine tree to bury the body could ensure that the body would never be destroyed.

Every cultivator knew that one day, they would eventually turn into a wisp of sand between heaven and earth.

However, with this purple divine tree, it was different. At the very least, he still preserved his body intact, unlike the others, dust returning to dust, earth returning to earth.

Preserving the integrity of his body, perhaps one day, he could still be resurrected by experts.

After all, in the universe, there were countless experts who had the ability to bring the dead back to life, and there were many of them.

However, this kind of Purple Light Divine Wood was hard to encounter and hard to obtain.

You don't know that you will be fortunate enough to encounter it in the place where the Purple Light Divine Tree grew. That's only because it left behind an afterimage because the speed of the divine tree was too fast and not inferior to an ordinary Immortal Venerable expert.

Furthermore, those who possessed this divine tree were the supreme experts of Immortal World. Almost all of them were Immortal Venerables.

It seemed a little ridiculous and impossible to seize something from an Immortal Venerable.

Therefore, those who could obtain this kind of purple divine tree either had great luck or great strength.

No matter which one it was, it was worth paying attention to.

"Primordial purple pupil!"

Qin Yuan's eyes widened, and a ray of purple light shot out.

It was as if the space they passed along the way had been rejected, and they all retreated.

"Hmm? Jian Yuv." After the purple light entered and saw the person lying on the ground, Qin Yuan said in surprise.

This Jian Yuv was none other than Qin Yuan's only disciple in his previous life.

In his previous life, Qin Yuan had never intended to take in a disciple. However, this Jian Yuv kept pestering him and kept following him around.

The main point was that this Jian Yuv's talent in the sword was only slightly weaker than his previous life.

It was because of this that Qin Yuan made an exception and took Jian Yuv as his disciple.

"Clang!"

Qin Yuan strode forward and reached out with his right hand to push the lid of the coffin.

Boom!

It was as if no one had opened it for a long time. After a long silence, traces of dust rose up.

In the coffin, a man in a blue robe was lying.

The man's eyes were tightly shut, and his face was serene.

The hair at the back of his head was being pressed down by his body. However, there were still traces of sword Qi being emitted from his hair.

At first glance, this man was a sword cultivator, and a powerful sword cultivator.

Beside the man, a sword was lying quietly. The scabbard was covered with dust, as if its owner had been completely forgotten.

"Jian Yuv!" Qin Yuan looked at the man and revealed a look of reminiscence.

The man who had been following him from the beginning, a master on his left and a master on his right, was now lying in a coffin.

"Master, please accept me as your disciple!"

"Master, your posture is so cool! Teach me!"

"Master, is this how you use this move!?"

"Master..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely let you get up. " Qin Yuan said in a deep voice.

Boom!

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Jian Yuv's hand, checking it out.

"Hmm? The Qi of Immortal Venerable's Law." Qin Yuan frowned.

"And it's also the sword law!"

"As an Immortal Venerable, how dare you attack a mere Immortal Lord warrior?" Qin Yuan stretched out his hand and said in a mocking tone.

"Boom!"

Strands of nine color lights circled around his fingertip and slowly entered Jian Yuv's body through Qin Yuan's finger.

Buzz!

After an unknown amount of time, the man lying in the coffin slowly opened his eyes.

From confusion to hatred, then helplessness, and finally helplessness.

It was as if his eyes had seen through the world of mortals.

"This place is..." Jian Yuv opened his eyes and looked around, then asked with a frown.

"Jian Yuv, you are awake." Qin Yuan looked at Jian Yuv, who had opened his eyes, and said with a smile.

"You are..." Only then did Jian Yuv look at Qin Yuan, "Senior, it was you who saved me?"

"It seems like there are only the two of us here." Qin Yuan smiled faintly.

"Thank you, senior, for saving my life." When Jian Yuv got up from the coffin, he didn't forget the sword he had carried with him for a long time.

Seeing Jian Yuv thank him and still holding his sword, Qin Yuan nodded slightly.

For a sword cultivator, a sword was his soul, his everything.

It was fine if he died, but the sword must be held in his hand.

The sword is the other me.

"Jian Yuv, can you tell me what is going on? Why are you lying in this purple divine tree?" Qin Yuan asked in a low voice.

"Senior, how do you know my name?" Jian Yuv asked in a deep voice when he heard Qin Yuan say his name again.

"Sword Emperor's disciple, the second most powerful man in the entire Sword Palace." Qin Yuan teased, "Who doesn't know about this name?"

"Sword Emperor? Sword Palace?" Jian Yuv smiled bitterly, shaking his head left and right, "The Sword Palace no longer exists."

"It's just a pile of ruins!"

Jian Yuv looked around at the ruins and his eyes were filled with memories.

"Back then, the Sword Palace was extremely powerful. The name of the sacred land of the Sword Dao in the entire Eastern Continent has spread across the entire Immortal World. It can be said that everyone knows about it."

"Jian Ping's name is also known as Sword Emperor, the number one sword wielder in the entire Immortal World."

"But now, sigh..."

Jian Yuv's face was full of sighs, as if he had lost something important.

"Sword Palace, apart from the ruins, it is still in ruins. I'm afraid that no one in Immortal World knows its name. Even if they do, they will still chase after it like a flock of ducks."

"The name of Sword Emperor, Jian Ping, has been forgotten by Immortal World. No one knows what his real name is."

Qin Yuan heard Jian Yuv's words from behind and nodded slightly.