1272: C1272 The Pool of Resentment

C1272 The Pool of Resentment

At this moment, his eyes were closed, and his entire body and mind were immersed in the world of swords.

The Purple Dance Sword that was placed beside him emitted circles of purple light.

"I have already reached the Killing Stage outside of the Sword Heaven-earth. In these past few days, I have comprehended a Sword-style."

"This is the first Sword-style that I have comprehended under the Killing Stage. Or, it should be said that this is the first divine ability that I have comprehended, which is comparable to the Shadow Sword."

Countless swords seemed to be waving in his mind.

All of a sudden, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, and it was extremely dazzling.

The bolt of lightning appeared in his hand in the blink of an eye, and everything around him seemed to lose all life force.

Actually, it was not lightning, but his sword.

"Sword-style: Withered."

If the world was a blooming flower, then his sword could make this flower wither.

The withering sword would wither everything.

"Strange, the Heavenly Dao here was originally very weak. Why can I still feel the endless Heavenly Dao after cultivating for so many days?"

"It seems like besides the supreme-grade Elemental Stone I used, there is also a source of rich Yuan Qi. Where is this source?"

Meng Yu finally sensed some differences in the surrounding environment, so he opened his pair of starry eyes.

"Hey, if you don't wake up soon, something big is going to happen outside."

A tender voice was calling in his mind.

It was the Artifact Spirit and Purple Dance!

She wore a purple dress and stamped her feet in his mind. An anxious expression appeared on her delicate face.

"You're awake? What's going on outside?"

Meng Yu asked her in surprise.

"Of course I'm awake. Otherwise, how can I talk to you? It's been a day! "Purple Dance rolled his eyes and said, "There are some bad people outside doing bad things. That resentment pool, the pool you are looking for is in this Thousand Face Lake."

Thousand Face Lake?

Cursed Pond?

Meng Yu had no idea what she was talking about.

However, he was certain of one thing. The Purple Dance Sword's true form had been enhanced to a Spiritual Superior Grade Dao Weapon because she had absorbed the Source Energy earlier.

Even as the Young Sect Master of Jianxiao Sect, his sword was only a Spiritual Lower Grade Dao Weapon!

Meng Yu was very happy. He wished he could get the Artifact Spirit and Purple Dance to come out and kiss her.

"Why aren't you going out to take a look?"

When the Purple Dance saw that he hadn't moved, it pouted in dissatisfaction.

Oh. Meng Yu patted his butt and stood up from the ground.

When he walked out of the cave, he saw a dream-like world.

The bright moon in the sky was high up in the sky, and everything in the world was covered in a layer of silver light.

There were many mirrors on the ground, reflecting the moonlight in the sky.

If one looked down from the sky, they would see nearly a thousand mirrors on the ground, sparkling and shining.

"My God! How could this be?"

Meng Yu flew to the top of the cave and looked into the distance. It was bright and clear. There seemed to be hundreds of thousands of mirrors on the ground that were reflecting the moonlight in the sky.

Such a beautiful scene was rarely seen in the desolate land of the Ancient Well.

"I know why the Heavenly Dao is so rich. It's because of the moonlight here that it provides me with rich Yuan Qi."

He was pleasantly surprised.

"This is the Thousand Face Lake that Little Ziwu mentioned, right?"

"It's so strange. During the day, I clearly saw that it was surrounded by trees and there were no lakes and rivers, but tonight, under the bright moon, there were actually so many lakes and rivers."

"But, what is the Curse Lake? There doesn't seem to be any ponds around."

He looked around in confusion.

In the distance.

In the deep valley, six figures jumped out of nowhere. At this moment, they were all lying on a big rock not far from the entrance of the valley, throwing some blood bubbles into the valley from time to time.

Every blood colored bubble had a soul locked in it. When they were thrown into the bottomless valley, they would let out mournful cries like ghosts and wolves.

"As long as we throw enough souls tonight, and the pool under the valley absorbs enough moonlight... When those dirty things block the entrance of the valley, we will not only be able to activate the Hall of Souls. It can also suppress the many ghosts in the pond of resentment, forever unable to reincarnate."

"Tonight is a very crucial day. Once tonight is over, the matter will basically be completed. After that, we can call for some disciples of Mount Jing who have arrived one after another to guard this place for a period of time."

A cultivator with a goatee said proudly as he stroked his beard.

He had guarded until today, and finally welcomed the moment of success and retirement. His mood became excited.

After staying here for more than a hundred years, he was bored to death. This time, when he returned, he decided to have a good time. Women, wine, money, and power would all belong to him.

"Senior Brother Zhou, as a member of Jingshan, I, Jingshan Tong, am very grateful to you."

A tall cultivator cupped his hands towards the goatee.

The others also bowed to him one by one.

"Senior Zhou, when the time comes, the old ancestor says that we will provide you with eighty-one virgin beauties for your enjoyment. Of course, there are also some other treasures and cultivation resources that will be given to you."

The tall cultivator smiled.

"Wow, eighty-one virgin beauties, Senior Zhou, when the time comes, don't let your body be emptied"

The others also laughed.

When these six people talked about excitement, someone took out a bottle of wine to drink.

Drinking under the moon, looking forward to the future. The goatee stood with his hands behind his back, as if he had already reached the peak of his life.

"Who's here?"2

Suddenly, his sharp gaze fell upon a patch of forest.

The other five people also became alert. They took out their Doctrine Artifacts and were about to attack.

"Senior Brother Zhou Wanshan, Jing Shantong, I am Jing Shan Da Peng. Jing Shanli and Jing Shannan are also with me..."

A figure walked out from the shadows of the woods.

This person was blind in one eye, it turned out to be a one-eyed man.

Behind him, three or four people walked out. They were all disciples of Mount Jing.

Zhou Wanshan, who had a goatee, saw their faces clearly. Only then did he stop the attacks of the other five people. He asked in a deep voice, "What are you guys trying to do by sneaking around here?"

The leader of the group, the One-eyed Dragon Jingshan Roc, cupped his fists respectfully and explained, "Senior Brother Zhou, the reason why we didn't come up to meet you immediately is because we also want to know if the people guarding here are Senior Brother Zhou and the few of you."

After confirming that they were his own people, Zhou Wanshan waved his hand and said, "Come and guard this place together."

With the six of them and the five of them, their strength had increased.

The five of them walked over and learned that as long as they stayed in Deep Dark Valley for the night, Jingshan Family would be able to stabilize their foundation once again. This made these people very excited, and they all said that they would protect the night even if it meant risking their lives.

When Zhou Wanshan heard this, he nodded his head in satisfaction.

He knew that there wouldn't be any accidents tonight, but even so, he still didn't dare to let down his guard.

In fact, he was not the first person to guard this place.

Before Zhou Wanshan came here, Ancestor Jing Shan had already set up a powerful cultivation technique in this deep valley. Over ten thousand years ago, someone had been guarding this place.

Every certain period of time, someone would come over to guard this place.

Zhou Wanshan was the luckiest one among all the people guarding this place. Because tonight, the Cursed Pool would be locked down because of the perfect combination of the formation, moonlight, and souls.

This spatial zone was actually in the Xiaoqian World, but it was later devoured by the Ancient Well, which was why Jing Shan sent people to guard it.

Zhou Wanshan looked at the entrance of the valley. The dirty things had already surfaced, forming a thick layer of blood mist. The mist contained countless tribulations, sins, Spatial Wind Blade, and so on. No one dared to barge in.

"En?"

At this time, Zhou Wanshan discovered that the moon in the sky was nowhere to be found.

The world was dark, and the Thousand Face Lake had also disappeared.

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