In the Void Sword Tomb, Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi went all the way.
The further he went in, the stronger the sword's vigor became, and Jing Yue gradually felt uncomfortable. If it wasn't for his spirit being unbound here, I'm afraid he would have been hurt by the sword energy as soon as he entered.
Looking at Qin Yanzhi again, his cultivation base is lower than his, and his spiritual consciousness is negligible compared to him, but he does not feel any discomfort, as if he was born close to the sword.
Jingyue remembered the encounter at the Jiutian Academy's Cangjian Pavilion. At that time, Qin Yanzhi was inside, but his consciousness was wrong and he only regarded the other party as a sword.
The sword here is so gentle to Qin Yanzhi, could it be that he is also regarded as the same kind
Just as he was about to make a joke, Jing Yue suddenly sensed the movement of the sword, and a chubby child appeared in front of him.
… Much like when Qin Yanzhi was a child, Jing Yue thought silently.
He knows that the child is the soul of a certain sword, and the other party is willing to transform, does he feel that he is destined? Jing Yue was quite excited, and tentatively stretched out his hand, but the child's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and there was a cruel coldness in his eyes.
Jing Yue suddenly felt bad, and before he could withdraw his hand, there was already a tingling pain in his forearm. He looked down and saw that there were more sword wounds on it, the bones were deep, and blood was gushing out.
"Brother!" Qin Yanzhi hurriedly grabbed his hand, only a little relieved when he saw that it was a skin injury, turned his head and glared at the child.
The child was a little proud and wanted to bark at Qin Yan, but his mouth had just cracked halfway, his arrogance was suddenly replaced by fear, and he quickly turned into a short sword and fled far away.
Jing Yue who is being treated by Lan Feng: ? ?
He himself is not welcome by Jian, why does Qin Yanzhi seem to be disliked
I can't say I hate it, but it doesn't seem to be popular...
Qin Yanzhi understood his eyes and raised his chin, "Brother, I don't want the sword that hurt you."
Jingyue: "..."
It's really crazy self-confidence, people don't want you, okay
At this moment, he heard a whimper of a child, and saw the little fat man hiding behind a sword rock, crying: "If you don't want it, don't want it, I don't want to go with you!"
With that said, he turned his back and ran for two steps, then stopped to look here secretly.
"..." Even this trick looks like Xiao Yanzhi, Jing Yue couldn't help asking: "Yanzhi, do you really want it? He seems to like you quite a bit."
Qin Yanzhi shook his head, "The sword I sensed is not it."
The child also heard it, turned around and made a face, turned into a short sword again, and inserted it into the sword rock.
The two continued to walk in, and not long after, they were blocked by an old man with a childish appearance.
The old man's eyes are very thin, as if there is only one slit, and he looks a bit fierce. He said to Qin Yan: "Boy! I think your strength is not good! Going further into the depths of the sword tomb, there are evil spirits who have lost their memory. Soul, each wild nature is difficult to tame, neither the old man is friendly, nor the old man is knowledgeable."
Qin Yanzhi: "Oh."
The old man sighed, then raised his head slightly, "This old man used to follow a certain Heavenly Power. It is his life sword and the strongest sword in that world."
Qin Yanzhi: "What is Tongtian?"
"Tongtian! That is, I can open up my own domain space!" The old man was a little angry that Qin Yanzhi didn't know the goods, "In short, he is more than a thousand times better than you."
Qin Yanzhi: "It turned out to be a cultivator of the Dongtian period."
Although there are no cave cultivators in Haotian Realm, Qin Yanzhi heard from Jingyue that once the cultivators reach the cave, they will be able to have their own domain space and refine part of the secret realm.
"I think back then, how many people lost their lives fighting for the old man, the old man—"
Qin Yanzhi: "Do you want to recognize me as the master?"
Jing Yue: "Obviously."
Old man: "..."
Qin Yanzhi shook his head, "It's not you."
The old man was angry, "The old man wanted to give you some pointers when he saw that your bones are so strange. You don't want to toast and don't eat fine wine!"
Qin Yanzhi walked directly past him.
The old man did not expect that he would be ignored. How many people thought that he was a treasure that many people could not ask for? Is this young man blind? If it wasn't for the fact that no one had come to the Sword Tomb for a long time, he was worried that he would perish in the long run, so he didn't want to recognize a little furry child as the master.
I didn't expect that he was so respectful and noble, but the other party didn't cherish it!
The old man was deeply humiliated, the fierce light in his eyes flashed away, and he was about to teach the other person to be a man. Suddenly, a domineering and fierce coercion came from the depths of the sword tomb, and instantly forced the old man out of his original shape.
He turned into a slender green sword, the body of the sword couldn't help shaking, and the surrounding swords also felt the oppression, one by one flew out of the sword rock, the sword tips pointed in the same direction, slightly downward, as if What is in the pilgrimage.
Jing Yue was startled by this change, but saw Qin Yanzhi suddenly covering his head and groaning.
"Yanzhi?!"
Qin Yanzhi only felt his heart beating like a drum, and his headache was splitting. That kind of traction from the soul almost pulled his spirit away from his body! Some unfamiliar pictures faintly appeared in consciousness, but they were fleeting, and could not capture a single star at all.
At this time, the sword spirit in his dantian also became restless, trying to contend with the pressure.
Under the internal and external attack, Qin Yanzhi felt that his body was about to disintegrate, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. Then, the coercion dissipated, and the sword spirit also subsided.
"Yanzhi!" Jing Yue helped him up and said anxiously, "Are you all right?"
"It's okay..." Qin Yan wiped the blood on his lips, "I found it..."
"Is that the sword energy just now?" Jing Yue certainly sensed it.
"Ok."
"But how do you...?"
"Although that sword energy is fierce, I can feel the connection between it and me, and the reason why it appears is to protect me." Qin Yanzhi rolled his eyes and looked at Qingjian on the ground.
"Ferocious?" Jing Yue wondered, "Why do I think it's kind?"
Qin Yanzhi was also stunned, and the two looked at each other.
Only then did Jing Yue feel that something was wrong. Even Qin Yanzhi and so many sword souls couldn't hold the sword qi. He didn't seem to have anything at all
But at this time, he couldn't allow him to think too much. Jingyue found that the Qingjian thief was trying to escape, and hurriedly stepped on the other side, "Tell me, which sword was that sword qi just now?"
The old man sounded in a sobbing voice, "I don't know about the old man, me, and Xiao... The sword souls in the depths of the sword tombs are all too powerful, their strength is not comparable to that of such swords, and Xiao has no friendship with them... "
Jing Yue: "Didn't you say you are well-informed?"
Qingjian turned into an old man again, lying on the ground without any image and crying: "The little one is just blowing it, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, if you know that this young man is attracted by the one inside, the little one will definitely not dare. I'm robbing you..."
This sentence attracted Lan Feng to come out of Jing Yue's arms, it felt a little familiar, and after thinking about it, it seemed that it was said in the book that the cannon fodder and the protagonist were robbing the oiran.
"Jingjing, Jiji tell you..."
"Don't listen!" As soon as Jing Yue heard the opening remarks, he subconsciously refused, and said to the old man, "Yanzhi can't choose you. If you want to leave, you can follow me."
A trace of disdain flashed on the old man's face, but he glanced at Qin Yanzhi and said obediently: "Little one just pinched his fingers, and the hexagram says that in a thousand years, he will meet his destined master, so it can be seen that he is with you. Missing, if I force you to go, I'm afraid it will hurt you. Otherwise, will you come back in a thousand years?"
Jingyue: "..."
Although the old man said it very tactfully, but the translation is, I don't like your qualifications, I would rather wait another thousand years than go with you, thank you.
No matter how thick-skinned Jingyue was, he was a little embarrassed to be so despised in front of Qin Yanzhi. He coughed dryly and said to Qin Yanzhi, "This old man is not honest at all, I don't want such a sword."
Qin Yanzhi said with a sullen smile, "Well, let's go then."
Qingjian breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a good mood: "This young man smells very good, although there is the shock inside, other sword souls dare not make mistakes for the time being, but I'm not sure which powerful sword is there. I saw you too, but be careful."
Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi looked at each other and became more vigilant.
The two walked slowly in this endless mountain of swords. Occasionally, they could encounter some sword spirits blocking the way, but they were all captured by the sword in the depths of the sword tomb. with them, and willing to chat with them.
Some sword souls may have been lonely for too long, and they are more talkative than Jiji. Although they are unwilling to go with Jingyue, they can see that Jingyue's talent is excellent, and they are scrambling to spread his practice, saying yes I am afraid that I can't wait for the destined person to die completely, and the master's practice will be broken.
Sword Souls have their own feelings, but for swords that can generate Sword Souls, their first owners must have paid a lot.
It's just that most of the time, they never see their owners again.
Jingyue has learned a lot about other worlds from these sword souls, but he just feels that the heavens and the worlds are infinite, which makes people fascinated. Look.
They didn't know how long they had gone. Jingyue listened to the story of Sword Soul and was surrounded by hundreds of millions of swords. Before he knew it, he had a deeper understanding of kendo, and even had a new understanding of the last style of Canglan swordsmanship. comprehend.
He was like this, and Qin Yanzhi was even more extraordinary. He did nothing, and just like this, he was promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage.
The further you go in, the fewer swords there are on the sword rock. Sometimes there is only one sword inserted in a sword rock, and even after several sword rocks, the phantom of a sword will appear.
Suddenly one day, Qin Yanzhi stopped.
"Brother, I sensed it, it's nearby."
Jing Yue looked around and saw that there was nothing on the bare sword rocks around, but there were two unusually tall sword rocks in front of them, each with a sword on the top.
"Which one is it?"
Just as Qin Yanzhi was about to reach out, a tyrannical pressure suddenly dropped, and a hoarse voice sounded, "Who woke up the deity?"
I saw a cold moon rising behind the sword rock on the left, first in the shape of a full moon, then a full moon, a crescent moon, a crescent moon, and finally a new moon melted into the sword body, a silver-white cold sword rose into the sky, and then in mid-air. Transformed into a middle-aged Taoist in a black robe.
"Is it you?"
The Taoist hovered in the air, looking down at Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi.
When his eyes swept across Jingyue, there was a touch of disdain, but when he saw Qin Yanzhi, he suddenly froze, and then laughed: "Ten thousand years, the deity has finally arrived!"
Jing Yue asked in a low voice, "Is it it?"
Qin Yanzhi also replied in a low voice, "No."
Jingyue: "..."
It's a pity that the Taoist in black robe heard the whisper, and immediately sneered, "This deity is willing to recognize you as the master, what are you dissatisfied with? You can either leave with this deity today, or you will stay in the sword grave forever!"
Qin Yanzhi did not respond, but looked at another sword rock.
The black robe Taoist noticed his sight, and suddenly became furious. With a wave of his sleeve robe, a sword light that was colder than Leng Yue hit the sword rock.
Only a loud noise was heard, the sword rock cracked, and the entire sword tomb trembled slightly.
The Taoist grabbed Qin Yanzhi again. The latter drew out the mother and son sword, but the Taoist sneered, "How dare this piece of junk appear in front of the deity?! Break it for me!"
He gave an order, but there was no movement, the mother and son sword really broke into several pieces, and it was invalid.
At the same time, another cold light rushed towards Qin Yanzhi, but he did not hide, because he had already sensed that the cold light was the sword he was waiting for!
The black-robed Taoist was startled and cursed angrily: "You want to rob me too?!" Then he turned into a long white sword and went up to him, and the two swords fought fiercely in mid-air.
Qin Yanzhi noticed that the other sword was not completely solid, which meant that the soul of the sword had not fully awakened, and naturally fell into a disadvantage when fighting with the white sword. Qin Yanzhi was so anxious and had no way to deal with it, he didn't notice Jing Yue's expression for a while.
- Too clear!
Jing Yue's heart was shocked, he recognized it at a glance, this sword was clearly the Taiqing sword that was forgotten!
He thought that he would meet Taiqing in Jianzhong, but he did not expect that what Qin Yanzhi felt in his heart was the Sword of Forgetfulness!
No wonder! No wonder he felt closeness from the sword energy, because this sword was made together by him and Yi Wang!
For a time, all kinds of conjectures flashed in his mind. The clues that he had ignored in the past reappeared in front of him. The doubts in his heart were getting bigger and bigger, but he couldn't allow him to think about it at the moment. His first thing was to help Taiqing get out of trouble. , let Qin Yanzhi get it!
Jing Yue observed with a sullen face for a long time, he had a little suspicion that the white sword was the original sword "Hanguang" of the old demon giant to punish the old demon. When he was still a loose cultivator, the old demon Zhuhuang had already died. He had never seen the other party, but he had heard that Zhuhuang had a sword with a soul that could borrow the power of the bright moon.
If it weren't for the excessive expansion of Ju Huang, who offended the people in the Dragon Palace, there was a great hope that he would reach the Dao. Once this person died, the magic Dao had declined for thousands of years!
After hesitating for a moment, Jing Yue said tentatively, "Han Guang."
The white sword in the air paused indistinctly, although there was only one thought, Taiqing had seized the opportunity to get rid of it and flew towards Qin Yanzhi again!
"Sure enough, it's you. I think you were originally a treasure of innate knowledge. You were accidentally acquired by Zhu Huang in the past. He immersed you in the blood pool and refined it for a whole hundred years. You naturally know all kinds of pain. Unexpectedly, you have Recognize him as master."
Hanguang Sword was chasing Taiqing, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but scolded: "You are also worthy of mentioning my master's name!"
Jingyue: "Is your master amazing? Back then, Zhu Huang was surrounded and captured by the Dragon Palace. Long Ancestor ripped off his spiritual roots, destroyed his dantian, and hung him in the Dragon Gate for eighty-one days. , I don't know how many people have admired his corpse-"
"you wanna die!!!"
Hanguang was burning with anger, and his senses were completely lost. The originally restrained sword qi burst out in an instant, and it turned into a crescent moon and slashed at Jingyue!
Comparable to the sword of a cultivator in the sky, where is Jing Yue who can resist, even though he tried his best to release his divine sense to block the sword, he was still pierced by a sword in his abdomen, and he fell heavily on the nearby sword rock, and the sand and stone flew away for a while. Smoke billows.
"Brother!" Qin Yanzhi rushed over like a madman, but heard Jing Yue roar: "Get that sword! Be sure to get it!"
Qin Yanzhi stopped abruptly, reminding him rationally that if he could not get the sword that belonged to him, neither he nor Jingyue would survive! He closed his eyes, forcing himself to turn around, and when he opened it again, he could no longer see any extra feelings, only indifference and determination!
He hurriedly took a step, only to feel a force surging wildly in his body, as if to break the seal and smash the void!
He took another step, the blood all over his body was boiling, and his dantian swelled to the point of exploding!
Facing the violent sword qi left by Hanguang, Qin Yanzhi ran faster and faster. His body was cut with sword wounds one after another, bleeding all over his body, as if he had come from purgatory, but he didn't realize it and continued to move forward. run wild.
"Bold!" Hanguang was already furious at this time, but he was still reluctant to kill Qin Yanzhi, so he had to target his kind!
Taiqing was taking advantage of the gap between Hanguang's killing of Jingyue and rushing towards the new master it identified. Seeing that he was about to come into contact with Qin Yanzhi, Hanguang suddenly shot out from it, and cut out a sword qi, cutting the surrounding air. It was like cutting out a moat, splitting the sword mound in the void to the point of trembling.
However, Qin Yanzhi did not retreat at all, letting the sword qi pierce into his body and wreak havoc in his meridians. He only had the sword in his eyes, the sword that his brother told him to get!
"Ah-ah-"
Qin Yanzhi shouted uncontrollably up to the sky. At this moment, his swollen dantian suddenly loosened, and the Dao Yi sword spirit, which merged with Jiu Tian's evil spirit, rushed out and collided with Han Guang!
The impact force swept and spread in circles, and countless sword rocks were pushed down, setting off a gray-brown dust mist. At the same time, Qin Yanzhi stretched out his hand and finally held Taiqing!
As if the souls were fused together, his divine soul and the Taiqing sword soul quickly formed a bond without any barrier, only listening to a dragon roar, the Taiqing sword finally condensed into a solid!
"Om-"
For a time, the Void Sword Tomb, ten thousand swords roared in unison!
Qifang Realm, Wanming Sword Sect.
Luo Binnan lost to Jingyue at the Bamboo Pointing Conference. After returning to the sect, he has been training hard. There are always people in the sect who are fighting for him, saying that the ancestor Jing of the Cold Cloud Sect was just lucky, but only he knew that he was beaten by him. How terribly suppressed.
A year ago, he was successfully promoted to Jindan, but unfortunately, the person he regarded as his opponent did not know where he was
Suddenly, a disciple came to look for him, "Luo Zhenren, the headmaster has a request."
Luo Binnan hurried to the Immortal Execution Hall, but heard Zhenjun Fuchen say: "Binnan, you have become a golden pill. This time the Jiutian Academy is on duty, I want you to go."
"Yes!"
Zhenjun Fuchen sighed slightly, "Yan Zhi has been missing for nearly 20 years, and I don't know where he is?"
Luo Binnan: "Old Ancestor, don't worry, Qin Zhenjun's soul lamp has not been extinguished, and the disciple guessed that he was only temporarily unable to escape."
True Monarch Fuchen was about to speak when suddenly, he and Luo Binnan looked at the sky together.
Above the nine heavens, there seems to be a supreme sword energy hidden in them, and they all sensed it.
That mysterious coercion was integrated into the laws of heaven, and all the hidden swords of Wanming Jianzong became restless, and the Jianwan Pond was like boiling water.
True Monarch Fuchen's eyes narrowed, "There is a supreme sword in the void, the chance is in my seven-sided world, pass my order, all the disciples who are traveling abroad, do your best to find out the news, Wanming Sword Sect must get this sword!
Luo Binnan: "Respect the commander!"
Cold Cloud Sect.
Wei Tianli said to many of his disciples: "Wan Ming Jianzong will definitely search for the Supreme Sword. We don't need to fight with them, just wait and see what happens."
"Yes!"
Ghost Fuzong.
In the Sect Master's Hall, the Taoist priest in red robe took a sip of wine, threw the wine glass, and sneered: "What Wanming Sword Sect wants, this seat wants to grab it."
…
At this time, in the Void Sword Tomb, Qin Yanzhi held Taiqing in his hand tightly and slashed heavily, only to hear a scream from Hanguang, and the sword body was broken.
The entire sword mound shook, and countless swords were suspended in the air, with their heads hanging down to show their submission.
Jing Yue sensed that the time had come, and used his last strength to cast the Thirty-Three Days Delimitation Mantra, before he even had time to call Qin Yanzhi, he lost consciousness.
And the last picture that caught his eye was Qin Yanzhi's abyss-like eyes, cold to the bone.
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Spring is shining all over the earth, the weather is clear, catkins are falling, and wild flowers are blooming on the hillside.
In the forest, a young Taoist woke up faintly.
Jing Yue's first feeling when he woke up was that his body was filled with spiritual power several times.
I got dandruff
In an instant, many memories came in, reminding him of all kinds of things in Haotian Realm - young Qin Yanzhi, Xiaohan Yunzong, Five Great Immortal Mountains, Six-round Secret Realm, Void Sword Tomb...
He instantly realized that he was now in the Qifang Realm, and his previous conjecture was correct. "He and I" and "I" officially merged.
Jing Yue's strength increased accordingly, and he stepped into the golden core in one fell swoop, directly crossing the middle realm, not far from the upper realm.
"I'm so easy to form an elixir..." Jing Yue murmured, feeling a little lost for a while.
Suddenly, he felt something moving in his chest, Jing Yue sat up and grabbed a little blue chicken.
"Jingjing?"
"Jingjing is still alive? Or died with Jiji?"
"Jiji doesn't want to die, woo woo woo..."
Jingyue: "..."
Lan Feng fainted at the same time when Jing Yue was knocked flying by Han Guang, and his mind was still a little confused.
But soon, it felt wrong, it felt…
"Roar-"
Lan Feng blew at the tree behind Jing Yue in puffer style, and a dozen blade blades flew, and a big tree fell down with it, making a loud noise.
Lan Feng flapped his wings and jumped his feet excitedly, "Jingjing, Jiji is not dead! Jiji has advanced!"
Jing Yue: "..." I don't know what to say at all
He only lowered his head and didn't look at it. At a glance, he saw the small Canglan sword on his waist. At this time, the small Canglan sword was also very excited. It sensed the extra ice gold mine on Jingyue's body, and circled around him to please.
"Don't worry, it will be given to you."
Xiao Canglanjian twisted the sword body excitedly.
At this moment, a figure came, Jing Yue raised his head slightly, and saw the silhouette of the other side against the light.