After the prince was able to travel through time, he stopped rolling!

Chapter 208 Recognizing the Lord

Suddenly, a powerful force surged out from the sword tomb and instantly enveloped Xuanyuan Ruize.

Xuanyuan Ruize only felt a flash of light before his eyes, and then he saw an old man appear in front of him.

The old man's figure seemed a little illusory, as if it could disappear at any time.

Xuanyuan Ruize looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, his heart full of confusion.

"Where is this?" Xuanyuan Ruize struggled to stand up and asked.

The old voice sounded again: "I am the owner of the sword tomb, and my time is coming to an end. Your words just now suddenly made me realize something. So this is the case. From now on, I will hand over this sword tomb to you."

Xuanyuan Ruize then realized what he had, and the joy in his heart was almost hard to suppress, and he almost wanted to laugh out loud.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the countless swords in the sword tomb, and a strong sense of pride surged in his heart.

These are all his! But soon, he calmed down. After all, this sudden responsibility was not easy.

The old man looked at Xuanyuan Ruize, his eyes filled with both expectation and worry. He made his last struggle and said, "But I still hope you can help them find suitable owners."

He didn't know whether it was right to hand over the sword tomb to Xuanyuan Ruize, but he had a feeling that he was the one.

Although Xuanyuan Ruize seems unreliable, his understanding of kendo can be said to have reached the pinnacle.

The old man still believed that Xuanyuan Ruize was not someone who only loved money.

"Okay, I'll try my best."

Xuanyuan Ruize understood that these swords were not ordinary objects, they had their own dignity and value.

Anyway, I must make them reflect their own value, but as for what kind of value it is, it is unknown.

His eyes became determined. Since he had accepted this important task, he must try his best to do it well.

"Alas." The old man lowered his head and sighed softly.

Then, the old man's figure gradually became transparent and finally disappeared in front of Xuanyuan Ruize.

At the same time, a mysterious force entered Xuanyuan Ruize's body. He felt a strange connection between himself and the sword tomb, as if he could easily see the entire sword tomb.

Xuanyuan Ruize closed his eyes and felt this connection with his heart.

He could clearly feel the position and aura of each sword, as if these swords had become part of his body.

He knew that from now on, he could take any sword in here at will.

He frowned and fell into deep thought, various possible candidates constantly flashing through his mind, trying to find truly "suitable" owners for these swords.

Xuanyuan Ruize knew that this was no easy task, because the so-called "suitable" standard did not just depend on the amount of wealth.

Even if those who are wealthy have enough money to buy these swords, if they have bad character and have done many evil things, the swords cannot be handed over to them under any circumstances.

But on second thought, it seems that this is not entirely true. As long as the other party has not done anything that is intolerable to heaven, it seems that giving them a chance to recognize their master is not a bad idea.

At this moment, the few people waiting outside also keenly noticed the changes in the sword tomb.

The sword maniac frowned and muttered to himself: "I can't even sense the existence of the sword tomb..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone was surprised to find that the sword tomb that was originally clearly visible had gradually disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Several people looked at each other, and faced with the diffuse fog in front of them, they all used their powerful spiritual sense to try to find out what was going on.

However, to their shock, even their spiritual consciousness could not penetrate the thick fog and find out the truth.

"What's going on?" The sect leader turned to look at Gu Lao and Jian Chi with a puzzled look on his face, hoping to get some answers from them.

Gu Gu seemed to know something, but he kept his lips tightly shut and said nothing. Jian Chi shook his head and suddenly asked, "Brothers of this kid, do you have any news about them?"

When this matter was mentioned, the sect leader could not help but feel annoyed. He sighed and replied, "Oh, don't mention it! Our Taiqing Sect disciples have searched almost all of Kyushu, but have not found any trace of these people. I really don't know where they have gone."

Xuanyuan Ruize slowly opened his eyes, a hint of confusion and thought flashed in his eyes.

After a brief silence, he finally made up his mind to leave first.

So he took a deep breath, took steady and firm steps, and walked forward resolutely.

As he moved forward, the thick fog that filled the surroundings seemed like a heavy curtain, tightly wrapping him in. However, Xuanyuan Ruize did not stop because of this, but instead sped up and went straight through the misty fog.

When he looked back again, he was surprised to find that the sword tomb that was clearly visible behind him had completely disappeared without a trace, leaving only a hazy scene.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Ruize couldn't help but feel an indescribable complex emotion in his heart.

"Master, Sect Leader, Sword Maniac, Old Man, why are you all here?" Xuanyuan Ruize's heart tightened, and he turned his head guiltily to look in the direction of the sword tomb.

At this moment, a thought involuntarily emerged in his mind - will the sect master and others ask him to hand over the sword tomb?

After all, this is the place where the sect's disciples select sword skills, and now I have the chance to go there.

However, he soon shook his head and told himself: Absolutely impossible! This was something he had obtained with great difficulty, and he could not give it up so easily.

Unexpectedly, facing Xuanyuan Ruize's uneasy expression, the sect master and others tacitly did not mention anything about the sword tomb. The sect master smiled slightly and said calmly: "Go back."

After hearing these words, Xuanyuan Ruize's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down a little.

He heaved a long sigh of relief, secretly thanking the fact that the Sect Master and the others did not pursue the connection between him and the Sword Tomb. Otherwise, with his current strength, it would be difficult for him to deal with such a situation.

"In that case, let's go back to the sect first." The sect master continued. As soon as the voice fell, the figures of the group instantly rose into the air, turned into several streams of light, and rushed towards the direction of Taiqing Sect.

On the way back to the sect, Xuanyuan Ruize still had some doubts in his heart. He couldn't help but ask, "Sect Master, why didn't you say a word about this?" The sect master smiled and glanced at him, and replied, "The Sword Tomb chose you for a reason. Don't worry, everything is fate." After hearing this, Xuanyuan Ruize nodded thoughtfully.

Then he made a decision against his will: "Master, if there are disciples in the sect who need it in the future, I can open the sword tomb. If the disciples can get the sword to recognize them as their master and hand over some spirit stones, that will be enough."

When they heard Xuanyuan Ruize's words, they burst into laughter. "Yan Yangzi, your disciple is really..."