It is more than three hundred miles away from Burial Sword Valley.
There is a small town here.
The name of the town is Baimu Town.
This is an ordinary and peaceful town, seemingly isolated from the world and undisturbed by the disturbances of the outside world.
The residents here live a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset. The relationship between them is harmonious and close, just like a big family.
When Luo Yao stepped into this small town, he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart.
He strolled through the streets of the town. The houses on both sides were simple and elegant, and the trees on both sides of the streets were lush and green, giving people a sense of tranquility and harmony.
He came to an inn and planned to rest here.
The owner of the inn is a middle-aged man with a kind face and warm hospitality.
When he saw Luo Yao, he immediately came forward and greeted him warmly: "Sir, do you want to stay in the hotel? We have good guest rooms here, and we guarantee your satisfaction."
Luo Yao nodded and said, "Please arrange a guest room for me."
The boss quickly agreed and personally took Luo Yao to a clean and tidy guest room.
Luo Yao put down his luggage, sat on the edge of the bed, and began to think about his next plan.
He knew that although he had received a lot of swordsmanship inheritance, it would take a long time of practice and understanding to truly master this power. During this process, he needed a quiet and safe place to practice so as not to be disturbed by the outside world.
Whitewood is just the right place.
It is far away from the hustle and bustle, the environment is beautiful, and the residents are simple and unpretentious, which will not cause him any trouble.
So, Luo Yao decided to live here and start his journey of cultivation.
In the following days, Luo Yao would come to a mountain forest outside the town to practice every morning.
He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, concentrating his sword intent on the tip of the sword, and emitting sharp and profound sword intent to the surroundings.
As time went by, his sword intent became stronger and stronger, and the surrounding trees seemed to be pulled by this sword intent and moved closer to him.
Whenever this happens, Luo Yao will feel a powerful force coming from all directions and pouring into his body.
His sword intention also became stronger and stronger under the nourishment of this power.
He knew that this was a manifestation of his gradual mastery of the lost kendo inheritance during his training.
In addition to practicing, Luo Yao also wanders around the town and communicates with the residents.
He found that although these residents lived a simple life, they all had an innocent and kind character.
They are helpful and caring, making Luo Yao feel the warmth and peace that he has not seen for a long time.
In this small town, Luo Yao spent a peaceful and fulfilling time.
His swordsmanship also steadily improved in this calmness.
However, the good times did not last long.
One night, while Luo Yao was practicing in the inn, he suddenly heard a burst of rapid footsteps and shouts coming from outside.
He quickly walked out of the room to check the situation and saw a group of masked men in black wreaking havoc and robbing property in the town.
Luo Yao was shocked. He knew that these men in black were definitely not good people.
He immediately drew his sword and rushed towards the man in black.
When the men in black saw Luo Yao rushing towards him, they attacked him one after another.
But Luo Yao's swordsmanship has reached the level of proficiency. He easily dodged the attack of the man in black and fought back.
For a moment, the open space in front of the inn was filled with sword aura, flashes of swords, and shadows of swords.
Luo Yao relied on his powerful sword intention and swordsmanship to defeat the men in black one by one.
But people in black seem to be flowing in an endless stream, and more and more people are flocking to the town.
Luo Yao knew something was wrong. He knew that he had to find out the origin and purpose of these men in black as soon as possible in order to protect the safety of the town.
In the next few days, Luo Yao ran around investigating the situation of the man in black.
He found that these men in black seemed to be looking for something, and their target was Baimu Town.
Luo Yao's heart sank, and he knew he had to find out their purpose as soon as possible and stop them.
After some investigation, Luo Yao finally found the lair of the man in black, a mysterious cave hidden deep in the mountains and forests.
He immediately went to the cave to investigate the situation and found that there was indeed a huge secret hidden in the cave, a long-lost ancient formation!
This ancient formation exudes a dark and ancient aura, with a bead emitting a faint light suspended in the center. The bead seems to contain endless power and secrets, and is exactly what the man in black covets.
Luo Yao suddenly understood in his heart that this formation and beads were probably the root cause of the crisis in the town.
"Alas, the world of spiritual practice is in chaos. You can encounter such things in any small town."
Originally, Luo Yao came here.
For this reason, I just want to find a place to rest.
But now it seems.
It's not possible anymore.
Luo Yao sighed softly. Although he felt helpless in his heart, he also knew that he could not just sit back and watch.
If this ancient formation and beads fall into the wrong hands, the consequences will be disastrous. Not only will Baimu Town be destroyed, but the entire surrounding area will probably be thrown into turmoil.
He clenched the sword in his hand, his eyes were firm, and he decided to go deep into the cave to uncover the truth of all this and stop the conspiracy of the man in black.
The interior of the cave is intricate and full of traps and traps, which can lead to danger if you are not careful.
Luo Yao relied on his keen perception and excellent swordsmanship to resolve these crises one by one, and deepened step by step.
Along the way, he also found many traces of men in black. Apparently they were also looking for the core of the formation.
Luo Yao was secretly vigilant and accelerated his pace.
Finally, after a difficult trek, Luo Yao reached the deepest part of the cave.
There, the ancient formation shines brightly, and the beads are suspended in the center of the formation, exuding an alluring light.
The leader of the men in black was standing on the edge of the formation, staring at the bead greedily, as if he could have endless power if he took it as his own.
"Hmph, how could a mere mortal dream of getting his hands on such a divine object?" Luo Yao snorted coldly, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the leader of the men in black, with his long sword pointed directly at his throat: "Tell me, who are you? ? Why do you want to snatch this ancient formation and beads? ”
The leader of the man in black's expression changed, but he quickly regained his composure and sneered: "Hmph, you are just a sword cultivator, do you deserve to know our identities? If you are wise, just get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel! ”
Luo Yao was unmoved, the tip of his sword trembled slightly, releasing a trace of sword energy, which was so oppressive that the leader of the men in black could hardly breathe: "Say, or not?"
Facing Luo Yao's questioning, the leader of the men in black finally showed some fear, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted: "We...we are the people of the 'Xie Ming Sect'! This ancient formation and beads are ours" The treasure that the sect has been looking for for generations must be taken away today no matter what!”
"'Xie Ming Cult'?"
Luo Yao frowned slightly. Although he knew something about the major forces in the spiritual world, he had never heard of the "Xie Ming Sect".
"Hmph, how dare a humble sect covet such a treasure? It's like seeking death!"
Having said that, Luo Yao no longer hesitated, swung his long sword, and the sword light struck at the leader of the man in black like a sword. Upon seeing this, the leader of the men in black quickly used his body skills to avoid, and at the same time, he waved his hand to summon several men in black to surround Luo Yao.
However, Luo Yao's swordsmanship has reached an advanced level, and these men in black are no match for him.
I saw that his figure was erratic, his sword was shining like a weave, and every sword struck the man in black's vitals with incomparable precision.
Not long after, the men in black fell down one after another, and no one was spared.
The leader of the men in black was shocked when he saw this. He did not expect Luo Yao to be so powerful.
He knew he could no longer escape and could only fight to the death.
He roared angrily, and his whole body was filled with black energy, turning into a black shadow and rushing toward Luo Yao.
Luo Yao snorted coldly, swung his long sword, and faced him with sword light like a dragon.
The two rays of light collided fiercely in the air, erupting with a deafening roar.
In the end, Luo Yao relied on his profound sword intention and swordsmanship to successfully defeat the attack of the leader of the man in black and kill him with one sword.
As the leader of the men in black fell, the men in black in the cave lost their fighting spirit and fled in all directions.
Luo Yao did not pursue them. He knew that these men in black were just pawns, and the real mastermind might still be peeping in the dark.
He turned around and looked at the ancient formation and beads, thinking to himself.
He knew that these beads and formations contained huge power and secrets, and if they got out of control, it would cause disaster.
He must find a solution as soon as possible and seal it away.
So, Luo Yao began to study this ancient formation carefully.
Relying on his deep understanding of kendo and superficial knowledge of formations, he gradually figured out the operating rules of formations.
He discovered that this bead was the core of the formation. As long as it was taken out and placed properly, it could destroy the operation of the formation.
After some hard work, Luo Yao finally succeeded in taking the beads out of the formation.
He felt the majestic power and ancient aura contained in the beads, and couldn't help but marvel in his heart.
He knew that this bead was an extraordinary thing and must be kept properly.
He looked around and found a hidden chamber in the cave.
With a thought in his mind, he put the beads into the storage ring, then flashed and entered the secret room.
In the secret room, he set up several restrictions and formations to ensure that the beads would not be easily discovered or stolen.
After doing all this, Luo Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that he had tried his best, and as for what happened next, he could only leave it to fate.
He walked out of the secret room and prepared to leave the cave and return to Baimu Town.
However, when he walked out of the cave, he found that a large number of monks had gathered outside.
They obviously got the news and came to compete for the ancient formation and beads.
Luo Yao's heart trembled, knowing that a battle was inevitable.
But he did not retreat. If he retreated, the people in this town would probably suffer.
Therefore, he clenched the sword in his hand and faced the monks with firm eyes.
These monks come from different sects and forces. Some are wearing gorgeous robes and holding strange magical weapons, while others are wearing heavy armor, like the arrival of the god of war.
Their eyes were full of greed and fanaticism, as if Luo Yao in front of them was just a piece of fat that was about to be divided up.
"Hmph, just one person dares to stop us?"
A burly monk sneered and took a step forward. He held a huge battle ax and was surrounded by violent energy and blood fluctuations.
Luo Yao smiled indifferently, raised the tip of his sword lightly, and responded: "Block? I'm just guarding the peace that belongs to this land."
Before he finished speaking, the burly monk shouted loudly and swung his battle ax, bringing up a gust of wind and hitting Luo Yao.
The other monks also used their methods one after another, and various spells and magic weapons intertwined and attacked Luo Yao.
Facing this overwhelming offensive, Luo Yao seemed unusually calm.
He shuttled between attacks with a light body, dancing with his long sword. Every swing of his sword was just right to resolve the crisis, and he turned defense into offense and launched a counterattack against the monks.
His swordsmanship is like flowing clouds and flowing water. It has the power of thunder and lightning, yet it is delicate and skillful.
Each sword contains his deep understanding and unique insight into the art of swordsmanship, making him more than capable of surviving the siege of many monks.
As time went by, those monks gradually discovered that not only were they unable to hurt Luo Yao at all, but they were defeated continuously by his counterattacks.
They began to feel panic and despair, calling the names of their companions in an attempt to seek help.
However, Luo Yao did not give them any chance to breathe.
In a flash, he appeared in front of a monk with a higher level of cultivation. He swung his long sword, and the sword light penetrated the opponent's protective aura like electricity, killing him with one sword strike.
This sword shook the hearts of all the monks like thunder.
They had never seen such a powerful sword cultivator, and they never thought that they would be defeated so easily.
"Stop! We surrender!"
A monk who seemed to be the leader finally couldn't help shouting.
He knew that if he continued like this, his and others' lives would be in vain.
Hearing this, Luo Yao lowered the tip of his sword slightly and glanced at the monks around him sternly: "Admit defeat? Have you ever thought about what will happen to the people in this town when they snatch this ancient formation and beads? What do you think? Do the people have any mercy?”
The monks looked at each other, speechless.
They knew that Luo Yao was right, that he had indeed lost his reason and principles when facing temptation.
"Go away."
Luo Yao snorted coldly and swung his sword to draw a sword energy barrier to isolate the monks.
Then he turned around and left, disappearing from everyone's sight.
After returning to Baimu Town, Luo Yao didn't say much.
He knew that although he had temporarily calmed down the turmoil, the disputes and greed in the spiritual world would never stop.
He found the people in the town and told them his experience in the cave and the secrets of the ancient formation and beads.
He also warned them to be careful to guard against those monks and forces who might attack again.
After hearing this, the people were all shocked by Luo Yao's bravery and wisdom, and expressed their gratitude and admiration.
They gathered in the center of the town and held a grand celebration for Luo Yao, thanking him for guarding the tranquility and peace of this land.
Luo Yao stood among the crowd, looking at the simple but grateful faces, and a warm current surged in his heart.
He knows that real power lies not only in the superb swordsmanship, but also in being able to protect the justice and kindness in the heart and protect innocent people from harm. (End of chapter)