At this time, in the world of the Purple Mansion of Broken Sorrow, a nine-rank spiritual platform was located on the sacred mountain, and after several times of spiritual energy infusion and absorption, it became more magnificent and shocking. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the top of the purple sacred mountain, the nine-layer jade steps fell from the clouds, the divine light was contained, and the white clouds lingered, and the purple qi around them was tumbling, but it could not shake its cent.

It's like climbing the jade steps to the sky, and you can become an immortal!

Fangcun Mountain, Liuyun Sect.

The white clouds and mist were shrouded in condensation, and the wind blew and swept away.

Close the five senses, break the sorrow and sit in the clouds, meditate and cultivate, not moved by the outside world, and concentrate on breaking through.

At the same time, on the other side of Fangcun Mountain, Xuantian Sect was located.

Since Fangcun Mountain was climbing and rising, Lin Xiaoyuan was awakened and hurriedly stopped the practice of the guqin.

Carrying the Hanyu Guqin behind her, Lin Xiaoyuan's shadow swayed, and her anger exploded. The petite body brought out the remnants of the Dao in the mountains and swept towards the main hall of Xuantian Sect.

The aura of heaven and earth rolled and shook, and the earthquake trembled. Along the way, the birds flew in fright, and the beasts fled.

With a hint of consternation on her face, Lin Xiaoyuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, the Soul Cultivation Realm could not rise into the air, and she couldn't see the specific scene of Lingshan. Although she didn't know what was going on, her intuition told her that Fang Cunshan's abnormal movement must be related to broken sorrow.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoyuan stopped the sacrifice of the Hanyu Guqin at the first time and hurried back to Xuantian Sect.

There was a hint of perseverance in her eyes, no matter what happened, as long as the master did not come back, she must guard the sect, because she was a disciple of the Xuantian Sect!

However, before Lin Xiaoyuan returned to the sect, Fang Cunshan returned to its former calm, everything was the same as before, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

It's as if the scene that appeared just now is just a dream.

Breathing in the aura that was as rich as mist, Lin Xiaoyuan stopped, subconsciously ran the exercises, and after feeling the aura entering the body, it was quickly absorbed and refined into spiritual power, and Lin Xiaoyuan's face was full of surprise.

Suppressing the surprise in her heart, Lin Xiaoyuan walked towards the main hall with a trace of doubt. However, the next scene she saw made her dumbfounded.

I saw that the portrait of the patriarch in the main hall was under the head, and a jade spiritual platform appeared, the Tao Yun was manifested, and the spiritual light was hidden, just like a throne, the weather was majestic, and the void was defeated.

Without waiting for Lin Xiaoyuan to find out, thousands of lights and shadows appeared on the spiritual platform, and bursts of Dao Dao immortal sounds sounded in the main hall, and spread to the surroundings, mysterious and obscure, pleasant to the ear.

Bowls of golden lotuses emerge on the ground, blooming slowly, solemn, splendid, strangely beautiful, and fragrant.

All of a sudden, the entire Xuantian Sect, the earth swelled with golden lotus, the sky was falling, the fairy sound was faint, and the colorful light was shining, like a fairyland. It is amazing and addictive, and there seems to be a manifestation of the avenue faintly.

The golden lamps, the golden flowers, and the rui qi came out in mid-air, reflecting the Xuantian Sect beautifully and brilliantly.

The earth shook, the clouds and mist rolled, and the fairy palace towers rose as the times require, majestic and magnificent, shocking and solemn.

The vast square is as smooth as a mirror, and the streamer is dense.

In the center of the square, there is a sword pool, the pond water is cold and sharp, faintly seems to have a sword light manifestation, a towering stone sword stands in the middle, the chain is entangled, the sword body is engraved with an obscure inscription, faintly, a little spiritual light.

And above the square, the cloud ladder falls, and above the sea of clouds, a towering heavenly palace sits in the middle, suppressing the void, vast and solemn.

The fairy sound is faint, the avenue is mysterious, Lin Xiaoyuan is bathed in light and shadow, fascinated, and cross-knees. Unaware of it, Xuantian Sect has changed greatly.

The sun and the moon rotated, and the ten-day scene was just a snap of a finger, blinking an eye.

On this day, there was a gust of wind in Fangcun Mountain, and the clouds and mist that had always been calm began to dissipate gradually with the blowing of the breeze.

The clouds drifted with the breeze and gradually dispersed, revealing the inner scene. What makes people stunned is that within a radius of 100 miles, flowers bloom, withered grass is green, trees are towering in the distance, and spring water is tinkling..............

Everything is like a fairyland on earth.

Among the lush flowers and plants, a young Taoist wearing a purple Taoist robe with a star crown on his head sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, concentrating on cultivation, not disturbed by the outside world.

It's none other than the sorrow.

The clouds and mist dissipated, and the sect of the Liuyun Sect completely disappeared into the Fangcun Mountain without a trace, and was replaced by this picturesque scene in the world.

It's a pity that Broken Sorrow doesn't know anything about it.

The five senses are occluded, and I don't know the flow of the sun and the moon. On the grass, Broken Sorrow sat cross-legged, the sword technique trembled, attracting endless edges with rolling spiritual power, constantly impacting the void of the spiritual platform, and the purple qi rolled and rolled, but it blocked the edge every time.

Suddenly.

Above Broken Sorrow's head, a vortex of spiritual energy appeared for no reason, and a vast amount of spiritual energy poured down, turning into a huge golden torrent, drowning Broken Sorrow.

Airplanes..............

There was a sword groan, and at this time, the sweat of the broken sorrow was like rain, and the face showed a look of extreme pain. The wide robe was windless, and in the sound of Qing Yue's sword, four crystal swords manifested and hung upside down in the air, faintly revealing a sharp edge.

The edge is sharp, the sword vibrates, the void reverses, from the heavenly spirit, and the fish penetrates into the body.

"The sword quenched the body, and the meridians around the body are all connected!" If there is a sword cultivator present at this time, he must know the scene in front of him.

Attracting the Gang sword into the body, with a supreme edge, forcibly breaking through the barrier of the meridians and acupoints, the degree of pain is no different from Ling Chi. During the period, it is even more dangerous and abnormal, as long as there is a slight mistake, it will explode and die.

Those who can do this, if they are not the masters of the world, will definitely sacrifice their lives to go crazy.

Dantian Qi Sea, in the world of Purple Mansion, cut off sorrow and look inside.

The four pale golden crystal Tianlin Gang swords, after penetrating the acupoints and veins around the body, carried the endless edge of the rolling aura, straight into the Purple Mansion World, and appeared on the Purple Divine Mountain.

The gang sword was one, cruising like a dragon, and suddenly swayed up along the spiritual platform, through the void, the vast purple qi rolled and blocked, and was swallowed up by the gang sword at once, and a large amount of sharp qi was poured out and fed, scattered into the internal organs, and the skin and flesh around the body.

Sweat is like raindrops, and every trace of sharp air enters the body, like cutting meat.

The Gang Sword broke the sky and turned into a dragon, this time, the edge surged, and he wanted to break through the void with a sword and smash the barrier.

"Poof...............

The sword broke through the sky, with the supreme edge of the sword, and the purple mist was swept away layer by layer. With a soft sound, as if leaking air, in an instant, on the spiritual platform, the purple mist dissipated, revealing the void cloud top, and the faint sky light shone on it.

The bottleneck that had been blocked for so many days was actually destroyed by its sword and broke through.

"The spiritual platform is broken, and it is finally complete. ”

Xuan Chou slowly opened his eyes, and the sharp edge contained in it, and two ruler-long sword qi radiated from his eyes, piercing a hundred zhang away, before gradually dissipating.

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