His white face was bleeding, and Su Bai''s chest heaved and gasped.


    "There are only three steps, so there should be only three corresponding sword steles in the ninth double building!"


    "The more you go up, the more terrible the breath will be on the sword tablet, and the more terrible its inheritance will be." Su Bai clenched his palms and reflected the dusty ladder in his black eyes: "I''m afraid the strongest inheritance of Langya sect is in the ninth tower. At the beginning, my father and they should also be inherited in the sword stele tower. I don''t know which tower they set foot on. Anyway, the strongest inheritance is about to be defeated."


    His eyes were shining, and Su Bai slowly spilled a smile from the corners of his mouth and stepped up the first step.


    At the moment when Su Bai''s footsteps fell on the steps, the roar suddenly sounded in the dead eighth floor. The magnificent momentum was like a pair of invisible hands holding Su Bai''s feet, trying to pull Su Bai''s feet back to the eighth floor. At the same time, scarlet blood suddenly seeped from the ancient stone steps, which dyed Su Bai''s spotless white boots, and Su Bai''s eyebrows suddenly tightened An unspeakable pain surged into his heart at the soles of his feet.


    Outside the sword stele tower, Li Muchen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "he is now the end of a powerful crossbow. If he wants to continue to support it, I''m afraid he will be hurt by the terrible sword in the sword stele tower, even through his heart. Please seal the ninth double tower."


    Old ChongTong nodded his head and was about to snap his fingers to seal the ninth double building. However, a terrible idea sounded outside the sword stele building like a strong wind, followed by the indifferent voice of the Chu song: "he hasn''t given up yet. Two predecessors can watch."


    Hearing the speech, the white browed old man frowned and said, "the three sword meanings in the ninth weight are extremely overbearing, and even the congenital strong ones may not be able to bear them. Although Su Bai understood the sword meaning, his strength is only a condensed Qi State after all. Once he can''t bear the impact of the three sword meanings, I''m afraid he will be immersed in the shadow of the three sword meanings all his life, and the gains outweigh the losses."


    "Does the gain outweigh the loss? A gorgeous fall is better than a foolish cowardice. The young eagle can fly for nine days only after the baptism of wind and rain. If he wants to be a strong man above the rotten Hall of Xituo, the grinding in front of him will be insignificant." the voice of Chu song resounded in Li Muchen''s ears with the cold of reason.


    Su Bai frowned deeply and looked at the scarlet white boots. He didn''t know whether the blood from his feet came from the ladder or his own feet. He just regretted that he had just changed these white boots.


    "What a fucking pain." Su Bai smiled and scolded. At this moment, the fierce and terrible sword intention stabbed Su Bai''s feet and palms like thousands of invisible steel needles. This pain, which is more unforgettable than tearing his heart and lungs, made Su Bai''s face pale as snow. He turned his head and looked at the dark eighth heavy building. His slightly frowned eyebrows relaxed and relaxed. Su Bai seemed to breathe out like enjoyment, and his eyes became as sharp as a sword The right hand that fell on the hilt of the sword suddenly raised!


    to be sonorous!


    The crisp sound of the sword swayed up, and the bright sword body dragged the bright and dazzling sword light to move gently. Only the meaning of the solitary sword was completely condensed on the Qingfeng ancient sword: "the elder''s legacy here is to let the younger generation inherit it. Don''t make trouble. If it goes on, I''ll completely crush your sword meaning!"


    At the moment of the sword, Su Bai took another step. At this moment, his shaking figure became as calm as a mountain without any anxiety. Instead, he calmly stepped on the ladder, just like stepping on his own attic. Su Bai slowly followed the ladder to the ninth floor. His steps were very heavy and hard, as if he wanted to break the ladder under his feet.


    Old Bai Mei and old Chong Tong looked at Su Bai''s back from a distance. Although they could not see Su Bai''s expression, they could feel the pain that Su Bai was suffering at all times. Their minds were tense all the time until Su Bai stepped on the ninth double building. Old Chong Tong and others relaxed and showed unspeakable joy in their eyes.


    "He... Succeeded..."


    "Up to the ninth tower, this endurance and forbearance are enough to compare with us."


    "Now it depends on whether he can understand the inheritance in the jiuchonglou. I remember that only the patriarch, Su Ying and two ancestors have understood the inheritance in the jiuchonglou."


    Li Muchen smashed his mouth. This little guy is not old, but he is always invisible. The timidity of the youth can''t see a little bit on him. Looking at the thin figure, Li Muchen can vaguely feel the madness that never gives up in the latter''s body.


    A sharp pain accompanied by a faint numbness spread in Su Bai''s body. Su Bai set foot on the ninth double floor, and then the terrible pressure subsided. When he was suffering, Su Bai also enjoyed the feeling of happiness and returned the sword to the sheath calmly. Su Bai found that the space in the ninth double floor was extremely narrow. Compared with the first eight double floors, it was only an attic at best.


    The most striking thing in the whole attic is the three sword steles, which are several feet high and have an infinite long breath. Several meters apart, Su Bai can see the carved patterns on the sword steles. Compared with the sword steles in the eighth double floor, these sword steles are not filled with terrible oppression, but have a charm of returning to nature. Su Bai stepped forward and stared at the sword steles in front of him, and immediately noticed There are indistinct handwriting on the sword tablet.


    On the leftmost sword tablet, the words are: sword also way, love also way, don''t abandon sword, don''t abandon love.


    On the sword tablet on the far right, the words are: Sword Dance Spring and autumn, which is famous all over the world.


    On the middle of the sword tablet, the handwriting had already been erased by the years. Su Bai''s fingers slowly touched the traces on it and said softly, "seal... Love alone... The end of the world, tears have become... Ice is crazy about the sword."


    Looking at the three sword steles in front of him, Su Bai stared at them for a long time, but could not see the clue inside. However, when his eyes touched the handwriting in front of him, his face suddenly turned white. The vague handwriting in front of him faintly turned into the essence of the word, and rushed in Su Bai''s mind like a sword. Su Bai didn''t think that there was such a terrible sword meaning in the simple strokes in front of him.


    Su Bai immediately closed his eyes and coughed a few times, but he was spitting bloody sputum.


    Even if I closed my eyes, the sword meaning of the strokes still hovered in my heart, like a cold sword peak, gently cutting Su Bai''s flesh and blood.


    "It''s terrible!" Su Bai murmured softly, "even when I saw the two predecessors of chess madman and chess devil, I didn''t have a feeling. I''m afraid the cultivation and attainments in kendo of the predecessors who left behind in the ninth tower are far better than those of chess madman and chess devil."


    "But these three sword steles are so extraordinary that it''s hard to choose." Su Bai slowly opened his eyes and quietly looked at the three sword steles in front of him: "if it weren''t for the damn restrictions, I wouldn''t mind practicing these three sword steles at the same time."


    Just when Su Bai was hesitant, outside the sword stele building, Li Muchen turned his head to the old man ChongTong and said, "senior, do you think Su Bai is suitable for that kind of inheritance?"


    "These three kinds of inheritance all require practitioners to have extremely high talents and understand the meaning of sword. Su Bai''s demon talent is quite suitable no matter which inheritance to practice. Now it depends on his choice. The inheritance and Cultivation in the jiuchonglou is not so simple. Since ancient times, countless strong people have entered the jiuchonglou, but only a few people can understand its inheritance Su Ying, Chu Ge and I are crazy about chess. "


    "Even if you Li Muchen haven''t fully understood the ten thousand divine swords so far, you only understand the patterns!" the chess piece in the old man''s hand slowly fell on the chessboard, not tight or slow: "However, in my opinion, neither the wanshen sword robbery nor the ethereal sword 12 is suitable for Su Bai''s cultivation. After all, his control over the meaning of the sword is not to the extreme. In addition, his cultivation is still in the state of condensing Qi. It''s not too late to practice after he is born."


    "As for the remaining heart sword skills, he is suitable." the old man said softly.


    At this time, Su Bai''s standing figure in the nine storied building went straight to the sword monument in the center. The fierce sword spirit lingered around his fingertips, and the scarlet blood splashed on the sword monument. There was only bright brilliance on the ancient and dull sword monument, and just after these brilliance, Su Bai vaguely saw the patterns.


    Su Bai thought it was more like a sword light.


    Concentrating, Su Bai stared at the pattern close to this ruler, and suddenly felt that his body dissipated and his soul wanted to rush to the pattern.


    When these patterns became more and more clear, endless dizziness swept through Su Bai''s body like a tide. The scene in front of him changed in vain. The scarlet sea of blood jumped into Su Bai''s sight. Su Bai looked down and seemed to have turned into a nothingness. In front of him, countless bright and dazzling sword lights shrouded the world.


    In the middle of the sea of corpses, a figure with dark clothes and white hair was standing still with a blood sword.


    Let the sword light from tearing the heaven and earth gallop, and if the Taoist body is not seen,


    Just as the sword light was about to completely cover the figure, the swordsman slowly raised his head and raised the long sword in his hand. Suddenly, the endless sword meaning permeated the sky. The sound was like the sword sound of a flood bell and the majestic momentum, which made the heaven and earth change color, dim and bloody. Just when the sword meaning swept away and passed, the swordsman who came with the sword was as if he were evil and numb as a chicken Like standing in the same place, his eyes are godless.


    The swordsmen in the distance threw their heads into the sky one after another, and the shrill scream sounded in their heads, which was creepy.


    More distant swordsmen, blood and water emerge.


    At the moment when the breeze blew, those standing swordsmen directly turned into blood and splashed all over the ground, and the scattered white powder could be seen vaguely.


    "Is this swordsmanship?" Su Bai''s mind was slightly shocked, and an unimaginable sharp pain came from the depths of his soul, as if to tear Su Bai''s body completely. At the same time, in the blood sea corpse mountain, the white haired figure slowly raised his head, his cold and ruthless eyes locked on Su Bai, and a dark voice sounded next to Su Bai''s ears: "heart sword, killing swordsmanship!"


    "Heart sword?"


    The shocking picture in front of him became fragmented in vain. Su Baihua''s eyes blossomed, and the dark sword stele tower appeared in his sight again.


    Looking at the familiar sword tablet in front of him, the brilliance on it was still flowing, but Su Bai saw the previous picture. The scene just now was very real. Su Bai seemed to think of something. His eyes were slightly closed and his mind was slightly frozen. He only heard the sound of the system echoing in his mind: "congratulations to the host for mastering the heart sword. The quality level is unknown and the level is 0."