"Oh, that's the case. It's a coincidence that the sword fighting pill that you assisted in refining that day should have been prepared by a secret disciple under my sect. It seems that Elder Zhong had refined more than one at the time. If you asked about this sword fighting pill today, let’s talk about it in detail with you. The advancement of the Yuanling Flying Sword into a sword pill requires thousands of continuous sword fights, and these thousands of times Sword fighting is not a fight between two swords. It is necessary to fight swords with different people as much as possible, and use each other's sword aura to hone the sword nature of the Yuanling Flying Sword. Therefore, if the general sword repair is to complete the advanced sword pill, It can take hundreds of years to fight swords for thousands of years. The fighting sword pill is an ancient sword repair, through constant exploration and refinement, the elixir that inspires the flying sword fights the sword. This pill can be used. Through the sword intent it exudes, it attracts and inspires the flying sword sword intent within a certain range, and allows it to take the initiative to fight. In this way, after thousands of hard work, the flying sword will naturally advance into a sword pill." The gray-robed man Hao Hao Said slowly without reservation.
"The disciple still has one thing unclear. Even with this sword fighting pill, where are you going to find places with so many flying swords to attract fighting swords?"
The gray-robed man seemed to have guessed that Liu Ming had the sword pill in his hands, but he misunderstood that Elder Zhong had bestowed it on him, and Liu Ming was naturally vague and wouldn't say much.
"If ordinary people want to use sword fighting pills, it is naturally very difficult. According to the ancient method, some sword fighting conferences should be held every once in a while to attract a large number of sword repairers to fight swords. Although now fighting swords Dan has been lost for many years, and other sword repairmen will still hold such meetings from time to time to hone their flying swords. Among them, the "Sword Trial Meeting" held every three hundred years at the Ten Thousand Years Dazong Heavenly Sword Villa is the most famous. One of the four great Taizongs, of course, there is no need to do this troublesome thing. Tianjian Peak has a Broken Sword Mountain, where the disciples and elders of the past generations placed their swords, so there are countless flying swords all over the mountains and fields. This is an excellent place for enlightenment of swordsmanship and training of flying swords. When the disciples of the peak are advanced to the real pill, they can have a chance to enter it for free. Although you are not a disciple of Tianjianfeng, you can rely on this'breaking sword order' ', you can teleport into this mountain once from the back of the main hall of Tianjian Peak. If you want to enter again in the future, you will need two million sect contribution points."
The gray-robed man said, raising one hand, and a red light flew out from his sleeve. After spinning around in the void, it turned into a fist-sized triangle token and fell into Liu Ming's hand. .
Liu Ming glanced at the token in his hand, but saw that there was a faint red crystal light flowing on the surface of the token, and it was engraved with an exquisite and unusual flying sword pattern of inches.
"Thank you too elder!"
Liu Ming was overjoyed and quickly took the token into Xumijie, and once again the elders from Korea and Korea bowed in salute.
"I would like to remind you one more thing. When these Yuanling Flying Swords are fighting each other, if their sword qi becomes weak and exhausted, they must be re-inserted into the body to accumulate. His own spiritual damage is not worth the loss, and this situation is not unheard of." The gray-robed man reminded him with a slight condensed face.
"The disciples must remember the teachings." Liu Ming replied respectfully again.
"The old man has other things, there is nothing else, you can go." The gray-robed man waved his sleeves and issued an order to evict the guests.
After Liu Ming thanked him again, he turned and left the hall of the cave and flew towards his cave.
"You seem to have a very close relationship with Liu Ming. Before Tian Ge asked him to participate in the Tianmen Conference, you must have been behind you to help." In the cave, Elder Han, who seemed to be sitting still, said indifferently. One sentence.
"Senior Brother Han, I just think this one is more interesting, but you didn't ask Senior Brother Han to give Liu Ming the token to enter Broken Sword Mountain. This is your own idea."
At the corner of the hall where Elder Han was, a golden light flashed, and a young man in a golden robe flashed out and said with a smile.
It is the gift of gold!
"I think this child is quite talented in kendo, and the Yuanling Feijian is also quite extraordinary. It is indeed a plastic talent. This is the gift of the token." The gray-robed man's eyes flashed brightly and said calmly. .
"Hey, anyway, this is a big bargain. I'm really curious whether it can really make a sword pill. After all, even with the brother, the whole Taiqingmen has sword pill repair, There are also very few. Okay, as the senior brother said, that matter is about to begin. I have to say goodbye and practice hard, and strive to recover more of my cultivation level so that I can be more certain when the time comes." Jin Tianci said hehe again, and then disappeared out of thin air once again.
"It's about to start? I don't know how many people can leave from my Taiqing Gate alive this time." After Elder Han murmured, he slowly closed his eyes.
At this time, Liu Ming was driving the clouds enthusiastically on the way, naturally he didn't know the conversation between the two.
In the following three days, he found several disciples of Tianjian Peak who had had several connections, and deliberately or unconsciously inquired about Broken Sword Mountain.
It is a pity that these disciples do not have a high level of cultivation, so they know very little about it. They only know that Broken Sword Mountain is also known as the Burial Sword Tomb, and there is nothing more than the sect contribution point that requires a lot of effort to enter it.
Regarding this, Liu Ming could only make another trip to the Hall of Everything. After reconfirming the news of Broken Sword Flash, he began to prepare.
Early in the morning of the fourth day, he checked the things in Xumi Ring, and drove the clouds straight to the Heavenly Sword Peak.
An hour later, in front of a small stone house behind the main hall of Tianjian Peak, Liu Ming in a black robe was talking with a tall and thin young man dressed in the costume of a Tianjian Peak disciple.
"It turned out to be Senior Brother Liu Mingliu, Luo Youfeng, who really admired his name for a long time." The tall and thin young man clasped his fists.
"Junior Brother is polite. I will come here next time because I want to enter Broken Sword Mountain." Liu Ming smiled faintly.
"This... I'm afraid it won't work. According to the regulations of this peak, disciples who are not true pill cultivators are not allowed to enter Broken Sword Mountain. Even true pill cultivators have to spend a lot of contribution points before they are allowed to enter." Gao Shou The youth said with a change of expression.
"I understand all of these below, but I also ask Junior Brother to take a look at this first."
Liu Ming calmly took out a token with a faint red light from his sleeve and handed it to the tall and thin young man.
When the tall and thin young man saw token, he showed a look of surprise and said:
"This is the'Break Sword Order', how could Senior Brother Liu... But since you have this pass token, you can naturally enter it at any time, but this'Break Sword Order' can only be used once, and it will be used after it is used. Take it back, Brother Liu hasn't reached the real pill cultivation base yet... Can you think about it?"
"Thank you, Junior Brother, for reminding me that Zai Xia naturally understands. So now can I send Zai Xia to Broken Jianshan?" Liu Ming smiled slightly and asked with a hand.
"This is natural. There are two teleportation formations behind the stone house. The one that is shining red is the teleportation formation of Broken Sword Mountain. Because too many swords are discarded in the whole mountain, the sword energy in it crisscrosses and crosses each other. The power brought by the collision is too huge, so some of the elders of this peak jointly set a restriction on this mountain, and can only enter it through the teleportation circle. This is another teleportation talisman. If you encounter any situation, you must Come out, just shred this talisman."
The tall and thin young man said solemnly, and took out a white talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Liu Ming.
"Thank you brother for reminding me."
After taking Fu Lu, Liu Ming said goodbye to the tall and thin young man and went straight through the stone house to a half-acre vacant lot at the back of the house.
However, on the left and right sides of the open space, there is a vague teleportation array. The one on the left hand side is flashing with a faint blue light, and the next boulder is engraved with three large red characters, which is vaguely recognizable as "Sword Washing Pool." On the right hand side is a teleportation circle with a faint red light, and it says "Burial Sword Tomb" on it.
Liu Ming's expression moved slightly, and he stepped to the teleportation circle on the right.
As a result, as soon as the other side stepped into the circle, a circle of red glow suddenly rolled up in the circle, which instantly enveloped his figure.
Liu Ming only felt a piercing red light suddenly flashed in front of him, unable to open his eyes for a while, and then there was a low whistling wind in his ear, and he disappeared into the stone house in a roll of glow.
After a few breaths, when he suddenly opened his eyes again, he found that he was already in a huge white space.
The entire space can't be seen at a glance, and there is a huge gray mountain that is thousands of feet high and can't see the peak at a glance, like a great sword towering in the distance.
Liu Ming narrowed his eyes, and only after a flash of light flashed in his eyes, did he see the huge mountain in the distance clearly.
I saw all kinds of cold lights flashing on this seemingly bare, straight mountain, and the surface was filled with flying swords of all sizes.
These flying swords have different lengths. The long light exposed to the ground is close to the length of ten feet, and the short ones are less than a foot. Most of the flying swords are incomplete, but the surface still exudes a faint aura, only a few. Dim and dull, he has been buried in Broken Sword Mountain for some years.
At the top of the mountain, a colorful halo was extremely dazzling. He fixed his eyes and saw that several flying swords of different colors kept emitting aura.
At the moment Liu Ming appeared, all the remnant swords on the mountain seemed to feel something, and they trembled slightly at the same time, making the sound of buzzing swords one after another, seeming to be a little eager to move.
At the same time, strands of sword aura on the entire mountain slowly floated from these abandoned swords, filling the entire space from top to bottom, and colliding back and forth with clang sounds in the void.
For a moment, the sword pocket on Liu Ming's waist, the Yuanling Flying Sword sealed inside was also about to move likewise, as if echoing these abandoned swords.
"This Broken Sword Mountain really deserves its reputation!"
After Liu Ming muttered to himself, he looked around again.