When Jiang Yunfei gritted his teeth and insisted, heading towards the top of the mountain, on the altar of gods and demons, Nezha was looking at him expressionlessly, without joy or anger, and no one knew what he was thinking.

It's just that if someone is watching carefully, it is not difficult to find that the number of times Nezha raised his head and squinted to watch the sunset today is extremely frequent.

Obviously, inside him, it is not as calm as it seems on the surface.

Bagua Square, Ancient Sword Pond Cave Heaven.

The pond is rippling, the sword waterfall is cold, and it is terrifyingly quiet, this is a hidden sword cave sky, which is the center of the entire mountain gate array, and it is also a sword holy place.

This ancient cave world, stretching for ten miles, every inch of land, is full of a trace of sharp air, sometimes thin, sometimes fierce, sometimes domineering, sometimes gentle, enough to make people frightened.

Even if a sword cultivator stepped into such a world, he could feel the countless powerful sword intent aura inside, and every step out, he could truly feel the pain of the skin, which was unbearable for ordinary people.

The sword is hidden, the sword is worshipped, and the sword is buried, and the disciples of the sect are also allowed to take the sword in the future.

But at this moment, there are two people who are neither to take the sword, nor to hide the sword, worship the sword, or bury the sword, but to realize the sword.

At the entrance of the ancient sword pond, Wu Yue and Song Jinyu observed the ancient characters of the sword text, received the three swords, and sharpened their edge.

Then, head towards the depths of the cave.

They had already entered the cave before, but it was under the leadership of Broken Sorrow, and they entered easily, and now, they had no one to shelter, but they were struggling, and every step they took together, they could feel a vicissitudes of life and the ancient qi was deepening, and after ten zhang, Wu Yue was already condensed, as if he had been poured into a thousand boulders, and it was difficult to move forward.

Twenty zhang later, even Song Jinyu's face turned white, the pain was unspeakable, the endless sharp qi in this cave penetrated the body, and every step was like Ling Chi deboning, which was extremely terrifying.

However, even so, when the two looked back at each other, their eyes were resolute, and neither of them flinched and stopped.

They comprehend the way of the sword here, polish the muscles and bones of the flesh, temper the sharp sword qi, and cultivate while comprehending, although the process is very painful, but it is painful and happy.

Every time Wu Yue and the others stopped to sit cross-legged, and after waking up in three or five hours after one or two pillars of incense, they could feel that their kendo strength was steadily rising, and their cultivation speed was advancing by leaps and bounds, which made them feel pleasantly surprised.

And in the depths of this sword pond cave sky, on a huge sword platform, there are ten thousand swords, 1,200 divine swords are heavenly, the spiritual light is bright, and the sound is ringing.

Ximen Fuxue sat in the center with his eyes closed, on an ancient mottled bluestone pedestal, in the void around him, there was a sword pattern pattern derived from an infinite sword array, void and nothing, obscure and mysterious.

Ximen Fuxue's mind sank into it, and he tried his best to derive it with his own sword path, comprehending the changes in the sword formation, and there was a black sheath ancient sword in front of his knees, buzzing.

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The ancient forest in the back mountain, the gas refining tower!

The nine-storey ancient tower, the whole body is dark and spans more than 300 zhang, and I don't know what kind of material it is built from, it is actually the whole body without a trace of crevice luster, and it is dark and heavy, like a huge black mountain, the sky is standing, and the breath is extremely ancient.

Conquer the heavens and create the world, refine the qi and become immortals!

If you don't enter this tower, no one knows its meaning, but at this moment, as the first batch of Situ Ling, Bi Bufan, and Xu Tong, who are brave enough to eat crabs, they inexplicably feel like they have been cheated by the master.

First of all, this tower is very large, so big that it doesn't look like a tower inside at all, but layers of spatial world, and when the three of them enter it, they are directly dispersed.

Even if Situ Ling and Bi Bufan are on the same floor of the pagoda, it is difficult for the two to meet.

It's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out.

Qi Refining Tower, as the name suggests, this is a pagoda for people to cultivate, there are nine layers of space inside, each layer corresponds to a different cultivation, from the Qi Capture Realm to the top of the Nine Layers of Tongtian Realm, and the five layers have been unlocked, and the monks below the Returning Origin Realm can enter the cultivation inside.

The space in the Qi Refining Tower, like the chaos opened up in the Sanxing Cave, is filled with the purest origin power in the world, whether it is the Five Elements Aura, or the Starlight and Moonlight, the Demon Qi and the Demon Spirit, the Power of the Void, and the Qi of Yin and Yang, all of which can be transformed here, and the higher the layer of the space tower, the stronger the Source Power contained.

If you don't consider the current pagoda, only five layers are unlocked, this Qi Refining Tower is already the world's top cultivation holy land, no wonder there will be a sky-grabbing creation, refining qi into immortals.

There is just one thing that makes Situ Ling and the others feel depressed, but it is because they don't know the passage of time and years in this qi refining tower, not to mention boring, it is still like a cage, they can only enter but not exit.

The only way to get out is to break the space and overcome yourself.

In each layer of the space of the Qi Refining Tower, there will be a tower spirit, and from the moment the monk enters the pagoda, he will mirror and copy a person of the same strength, exactly the same self, regardless of the number of people entering the tower.

If you want to go to a higher level, or wait directly for the opportunity to go out, you can only challenge Ta Ling and defeat yourself, otherwise you can only stay honest and cultivate until you break through the great realm.

This is forcing people to move forward, forcing people to break through!

Situ Ling: They love and hate here.

In the other two places of Xuantian Sect, the flames were blazing, and the heat wave was pressing, and they were each guarding the Dan Furnace Ding in a quiet room, with a solemn expression.

It's just that the difference is that one is alchemizing and the other is refining.

Outside the fog of Qinghu Mountain, the veins and winds in the clouds. The sun and the moon are the same as the light and shadow, in the sound of a flute.

The sun and the moon shine in the shadows, in the green ancient lake, the clouds and smoke curl up, the golden scale carp jumps, the quiet flute plucks the grass and flowers, accompanied by the evening breeze of flowing clouds and soothing, vaguely comes.

In the sound of the flute, the gourd is verdant, the green sound waves are scattered like water, and countless green grass and spirit vines are growing everywhere.

It gradually converged into a stream, coming from all directions, like a turquoise tornado, and submerged into a Dan Pavilion in the middle of the green lake.

"Xiao Qi, it's okay, the essence of life gives birth to Danhua, and it becomes a spirit at a point, but it is prosperous and declining, and it is easy to destroy the medicinal qi, but it is not beautiful. ”

"No matter what kind of elixir you refine, don't let the essence of life exceed thirty percent of the elixir's medicinal power, otherwise it will not be a pregnant pill, but a ruined pill. ”

In the Dan Pavilion, Gong Qingchen sat next to a carved vermilion bird red Dan furnace, urging the spiritual fire, his hands flew to play the Dan Jue, always paying attention to the changes in the Dan furnace, while deliberately mentioning and teaching carefully.

Hearing this, the sound of the flute stopped, Xiao Qi pressed the green and withered ancient flute in his hand, and watched a divine bird like a phoenix and a red bird fly away in the Nadan furnace, thoughtfully.