Naturally, Lu Zhou did not think much about these swords as well.
The four of them walked forward.
The low-ranked cultivators noticed this problem as well. After looking around, they did not find any sword that they were satisfied with. Ordinary swords had to be nurtured and further tempered. It was too much trouble. Usually, the swords would be better further into the mausoleum.
Jiang Aijian walked as he said with a smile, "Old senior, I'm curious. Who made such a huge mausoleum, and who gathered so many swords? What are their objectives?"
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "The so-called sword mounds are places where swords are buried. The lifespans of swords are longer than humans after all. As time went by, the people died while the number of swords increased. Those with too much time on their hands gathered them and made these sword mounds so that the swords would be refined, tempered, and nurtured."
