Of course Zhou Heng would not say what happened. He would not say, let alone Huotian. Others would only be wondering.
Everyone's monk Zhang Er was puzzled, and looked at the fairy objects in the manor again, looked around and found nothing, and then went back in. After they thought about it, it might be that after they entered the manor, they triggered reactions such as the aura and organs inside, and only then did the aura of the immortal surge!
This shows that there really is a fairy here!
Everyone was excited, and they seized the time to look for it.
Zhou Heng did not refine the fragments of the gate for the first time, but followed the waves and walked forward with everyone.
The structure of this manor is quite simple, but brick by brick is incomparable. Even the strongest of the god infant realm would never want to tear down the house for a thorough search. They can only honestly ruin the cabinet and be like a thief.
"what!"
"Um!"
From time to time, I could hear the cries of surprise, and they all came from one place. When Zhou Heng and Huotian also came to a huge attic, someone happened to rush in before them, and they immediately heard that person. There was a cry of surprise.
What's the mystery in it, everyone will hum when they enter
He hadn't turned his thoughts yet, but saw that the person who had just entered came out again, let out another surprise, and then walked in again, this time there was no more surprise.
eccentric!
It's so weird!
These people are all ancestors of the birth-end stage and the god-infant stage. How could they do such inexplicable things
Zhou Heng was curious, and walked to the door with Huotian. After taking a deep breath, he stepped in.
"what!"
As soon as he walked in, Zhou Heng immediately let out a horror, the reason is simple, he lost all his spiritual power!
For the warrior, spiritual power is fate!
Suddenly discovering that he has no spiritual power, who can't be surprised
Zhou Heng stepped back and walked out of the attic, only to feel that his spiritual power was surging, and his dantian was immediately flooded!
This time, he endured without saying a word!
No wonder everyone who enters and exits this pavilion will be surprised, it is really impossible to think that it is not surprising!
Of course, there are exceptions-Huotian!
Zhou Heng couldn't help but laughed. This woman hadn't even reached the first level of body training, and she had no spiritual power in her body, so she probably didn't feel anything!
He entered the pavilion again, and looking at it, the space was very large, about thirty feet wide, and more than one hundred feet deep, without a piece of furniture, only a piece of futon on the ground, which was obviously quite concise.
The people who came in earlier were all sitting on a futon each. They were separated by a few feet. They all fixed their eyes on the inner wall. There were seven paintings hanging on them, all of them were sword dancers. Different postures.
Swordsmanship
No wonder these people can look forward to it. If this is really the swordsmanship of the fairy world, then only learning one style is a huge gain! Xianshu, it's not possible to become an immortal!
People kept coming in, and within half an hour, almost everyone who entered the valley came here.
Because the structure of this manor is too simple, there are no twists and turns, and the buildings here are indestructible, so they can only walk down from house to house according to the old owner’s design, so no matter the front foot or the back foot, everyone will came here.
But here is obviously not the end of the entire manor, why is there no way forward
At this point, although the spiritual power is controlled, the mind is not controlled. Zhou Heng can clearly infer that at least half of the entire manor area has not been explored—not to mention, they have not passed through the horrible energy. Area.
Zhou Heng quickly hid this question in his heart. Like everyone else, he also found a futon to sit down and fixed his gaze on the seven paintings.
Although he has learned the Ling Tian nine styles, this set of swordsmanship is not suitable for normal use. When used, he will either die or run out of strength. There is no way back!
If you can get another fairy-level swordsmanship, it will naturally be better!
Moreover, even if the seven paintings are really swordsmanship, their power is definitely far inferior to Lingtian nine styles! It was obvious that the former owner of the Black Sword destroyed this place just by the aftermath of a sword aura, and the gap was so big that it flew into the sky!
But for Zhou Heng, a less powerful sword technique is more suitable for him at this stage, instead of running out of power after a single sword.
He watched the seven paintings, and quickly became immersed in them, only to feel that they contained infinite mysteries, but they were too complicated, and chaotic thoughts struck him, but he was not sure of anything.
In the pavilion, there is no sound. Everyone knows that these seven paintings must contain great principles. They can feel it, but maybe their level is too low, but they can't grasp the true meaning.
This makes them scratch their heads, itching and uncomfortable.
Zhou Heng looked at Huotian, this peerless goddess was already yawning boredly, and she put a slender hand on her chin, looking like she was asleep. He couldn't help but smiled and said, "I can borrow a shoulder for you to rely on!"
Confusingly gave him a glance, but moved the futon over, and after sitting down against him, he pressed half of his body on Zhou Heng's body, and soon he let out a long breathing sound, and he really fell asleep.
In the whole world, she is probably the only one who will face the immortal law and dismissively, instead she will fall asleep, right
Zhou Heng couldn't help but smile, and a sense of normality surged.
He straightened his mind, but fixed his gaze on the first painting. In the painting, an old man in a green shirt raised his sword, surrounded by colorful leaves. I don't know how long I stared at it, but the fallen leaves moved and fell one by one!
Not only the fallen leaves, the old man also moved, and the man moved his sword, displaying an extremely mysterious sword technique.
Zhou Heng's body was like a wooden sculpture, but the divine light on his head turned into a golden villain, holding a black sword in his hand, and dancing with the old man.
A swordsmanship danced in a round, and the first painting suddenly emitted a strong glorious light. Everyone was shocked to open their eyes. Hey, a green light flew out of the painting and sank into Zhou Heng's head.
"Feiyu Seven Swords!"
"Leaf Falling Edge Die!"
An idea suddenly rushed into Zhou Heng's mind, and at the same time a sword tactic passed through his mind.
This is a mouthpiece that matches the previous style of swordsmanship!
Zhou Heng looked at the first painting again, but suddenly found that it was empty, where there were old men and fallen leaves, just a blank sheet of paper.
There is such a magical way to teach swords!
Only pass one person!
Teng Teng Teng, seeing the first painting suddenly disappeared, everyone stood up and stared at Zhou Heng fiercely, full of murderous aura.
Although they didn't know what was going on, seeing the green light pouring into Zhou Heng's body, they could guess that it must be related to Zhou Heng.
"Boy, have you learned this style of swordsmanship?" Someone immediately asked Zhou Heng.
Zhou Heng swept the crowd around and said, "Is it right? What's up to you?"
"Bold!" Everyone shouted.
All of them existed in the Unborn State and the Divine Infant State, and there were even a few characters who appeared from the ancient times. Which one is not arrogant, how can he stand Zhou Heng's attitude.
Zhou Heng laughed and said, "I want to fight, come on!"
He hooked his fingers.
Everyone was speechless for a while, and they realized that they would be completely restricted after entering here in their entire body! Here, they are all too ordinary old men and old ladies!
If it weren't for suppressing spiritual power here, instead of erasing spiritual power, all of them would die because of old age!
Isn't this self-infuriating to fight with the young and strong Zhou Heng? If a large group of ancestors in the birthing stage and the god-infant stage are beaten up and bruised by a junior in the spirit sea stage, will they still have the face to come out to see people in the future
Facing Zhou Heng's one-man post, all the strong chose to swallow their breath.
Shame, being stunned by a spirit sea realm junior! But it’s better than being on a horse by Zhou Heng and beating your head violently, right
call out!
At this moment, another green light flashed, and the fourth painting suddenly became blank, and that green light also submerged in the head of a middle-aged man. Obviously, he also got the inheritance of a style of swordsmanship. .
Everyone realized that there was no time to waste now, and they all sat down again, focusing their attention on the remaining five sword paintings.
Zhou Heng glanced at the middle-aged man. He was a man of great imposing manner. Just a sitting posture gave people a calm and calm momentum like a mountain! It was not a human being, but from the Sky Demon Race, with a pair of wings behind it.
The man immediately sensed Zhou Heng's gaze, and glanced back at him, a strong sense of war surged in his eyes, but he quickly retracted it and looked at the remaining five paintings again.
Zhou Heng didn't have time to waste either, although he was secretly curious about the identity of the monster man that day, he temporarily suppressed it.
Hey, another green light flashed, submerged in the heart of the third person, but he was a strong man from the Ye Mo clan, also a middle-aged man with sharp ears and purple hair, exuding a majestic and domineering aura.
The sixth painting also disappeared.
Unexpectedly, it was the three young people who really gained the rewards!
Are they really getting old
The characters of the older generation all showed a bitter smile. Facing this scene, they all have a sense of oldness that can hardly resist the passage of time.
But this thought only flashed by, and they immediately raised their ambitions and looked at the sword painting on the wall again-as long as they learned the fairy art, they might become immortal, and any tianjiao would be trampled under their feet. And they will be young again!
Soon, the agitation stopped, and everyone's eyes were on the wall in unison.
call out!
The fourth green light flashed and disappeared into Zhou Heng's forehead, and the second painting disappeared.
"Flowers bloom in a world!"
…
The fifth green light flashed, and he didn't enter the middle-aged man of the Sky Demon Clan. He also got the inheritance of two styles of swordsmanship.
…
The sixth green light flashed, and the man from the Ye Mo clan also did not let much, but also obtained two swordsmanship!
…
Everyone was very nervous, staring at the last painting.
This is the seventh painting and the last sword of Feiyu Seven Swords. Those who have not inherited the swordsmanship are all anxious. This is their last hope. RS