In fact, she didn't realize that when she said this, what appeared in her mind was the scene in the sea of stars of tomorrow not long ago.

Qu Zhengfeng, who is already the Sword Emperor, said those ......

No killing, no sword;

No heart to die, no sword drawn;

There is no self-will, no sword drawn.

If it is hidden deeply, it depends on the opportunity, and the sword is determined, and the intention is the sword first. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles - it's to draw the sword!

When did these words become so deeply engraved in my heart?

Seeing the sad expression, he couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment.

But only for a moment.

Qu Zhengfeng's comprehension of the sword is far beyond ordinary people.

Although he is not in the same class and has a different position, his "advice" has indeed benefited her a lot.

First, the Sword Emperor played "drawing the sword", and she realized "drawing the sword".

As for Fang Xiaoxie......

Seeing that he was worried, he looked at him like this, and the stubborn little broken boy pursed his lips, still with a look of indignation, as if he was unwilling to lose like this.

"I heard that you don't have your own magic weapon yet, so go back and cultivate today. Tomorrow to open the arsenal, don't delay. ”

“……”

Fang Xiaoye didn't speak, and finally endured the pain that almost fell apart, and got up from the ground, still puffing out his eyes and staring at him.

I don't care if I see sorrow, Anyway, this is the "fine tradition" of Yashan!

If you want to blame, blame Qu Zhengfeng for making this good start.

Thinking like this, she felt more and more relaxed in her heart, and she didn't say much, she directly waved her hand to Fang Xiaoxie, and then the figure was illusory.

"I'm going to beat you!"

Seeing this, Fang Xiaoyi knew that she was leaving, so he shouted directly in a hurry.

But helplessly, the teleportation of sorrow was already extremely proficient, without the slightest pause, and it had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Reappeared, already in front of the mountain wall.

She took out the Yashan Order, and pressed it on the wooden sign with the word "see sorrow" on the side of the door, and saw the light flashing slightly, and the word "Jing" appeared on the token.

At this time, when she pushed the door open again, it was not her cabin.

The flat ground was paved with smooth marble, and the dome above was sprinkled with thousands of stars.

Countless tall bookshelves, arranged in the direction of gossip, are densely packed at a glance, as if there is no end. The rare and ancient books in it are vast, and there are countless jade of all colors.

In every corner, there are also some Yashan disciples, who are flipping through the scriptures on the shelves, completely forgetful.

——The Scripture Pavilion is a treasure place alongside the Yashan Arsenal.

I still remember that it was here that I broke through the foundation when I broke through, and because of the beginning of the upside down, there was a lot of movement.

But if you look at it now, the big hole in the shape of the human leg has already been repaired.

The whole scripture pavilion looks ancient and magnificent.

In the center, there is a snow-white jade pillar.

She walked up and probed her spiritual sense into it, and in an instant, the classification and list of various scriptures in the entire Scripture Pavilion flooded into her mind.

So, according to the map, it is easy to know where the things you need are.

After withdrawing her senses, she headed to the far left.

On the bookshelf in the far corner, there is a broken jade slip, and the two words that are extremely ancient are engraved on the outside - arsenal.

Although Zheng invited Jianchou to open the arsenal, except for a trip when she was selected to choose the ghost axe, she didn't know anything about the arsenal.

Now it's time for her to take someone to open it, and she can't just ask and don't know.

Zheng Yu only gave a tiger head order, and didn't say anything else, so she could only find it herself.

Fortunately, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in Yashan is really inclusive, except for some secrets that are really inhumane, all you want to know can be found here.

When I took out this jade slip, I was thinking in my heart that it was time to stay in the Scripture Pavilion for a while.

By the way, she had also seen a lot of things in the old mansion in the Extreme Dead City, and if she could find a time to compare and confirm, she would definitely be able to gain a lot.

So, this stay passed directly overnight.

In addition to the jade slip in the arsenal, she also watched "Ancient Anecdotes", "Eight Sects of Buddhism", "Kendo Zhiwei" and so on, combined with what she had seen and heard before, she had a deeper insight into many things.

It wasn't until the next morning that she came out of the Scripture Pavilion.

At this hour, the sky had not yet opened, and the dense fog of late autumn invaded the mountains, and there was a dull frost color as far as the eye could see.

But on the top of Lingzhao, more than a dozen Yashan disciples had already gathered.

At a glance, they are all young faces.

The youngest is only in his teens, and the slightly older ones are in their early teens and twenties, and they all look full of vitality and a little excitement that can't be hidden.

Fang Xiaoxie, who was "trained" yesterday, was also among them, but his face was not so good-looking.

When I came over, I saw him at first sight.

Of course, Fang Xiaoye also saw her, but when he remembered what happened yesterday, his face became even more ugly, and he snorted, and deliberately turned his head away.

This reaction ......

Seeing sorrow, I laughed anyway.

In the end, the little broken child is still a little broken child, and the heart still has to be slowly grinded. However, it was not because of yesterday's battle that it was sluggish, but it can be seen that there is some unusual potential.

She was very satisfied, and secretly said that Zheng invited this apprentice to receive it well, but it was not revealed on his face, and after coming over to meet everyone, she asked: "Everyone is here, right?"

"Uncle Hui, they're all here. Eighteen people who went to the arsenal today have already crossed the list. A disciple who looked more mature and steady walked out and replied with a smile.

Seeing that he glanced at it, he found that he was now a cultivator who had just passed the foundation building, and this should be the first time he had entered the arsenal.

No wonder it looks happy.

She also laughed, waved her hand, and said, "Since everyone has arrived, you all follow me." Be careful on the road and don't go too far. If there's a problem, call me. ”

"Yes. ”

When everyone heard that they were about to set off, their eyes lit up and they all responded in unison.

Subsequently, he took the lead from seeing sorrow, flew up from the top of the spirit, and went out of the cliff mountain.

When Qu Zhengfeng took them to the direction and route of the arsenal, she still remembered, plus she had seen a lot of records about the Yashan arsenal in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and she already knew the position of the other party.

Because her cultivation is very high now, and most of her disciples are only in the foundation building period, her speed in the sky is also very slow to ensure that everyone can keep up.

The arsenal is north-east of Yashan.

After coming out of Yashan, all the way down the tributary of the Jiutou River in front of the mountain, flying over a lofty mountain. About an hour later, they saw the basin.

Surrounded by mountains, the ground is lush with trees and the streams are shallow, making it quiet and mysterious in the unbright sky.

The high mountain to the west still stands, and the mountainside has been carved out by the ancestors of the cliff mountain into a platform that sticks out diagonally.

Seeing the sorrow, he took everyone and landed on this platform.

The wave that came today, including Fang Xiaoxie, was the first time to come to the arsenal. At this moment, he landed on this platform, looked around, but he didn't even see the slightest shadow of the arsenal, and he couldn't help but wonder.

Someone dared to whisper, "Is this the arsenal?"

Seeing that he heard it, he smiled.

She stood at the front of the platform, looking down at the huge basin beneath her feet, letting the cold wind wash her face, but not moving.

I still remember that when I first arrived at the arsenal, it was Qu Zhengfeng who split the arsenal with a sword.

The grandeur and style of "a sword falls, the arsenal opens" is really fascinating. So, she thought, if one day, she can go to Yuanying and come to split the arsenal, what kind of stirring feeling?

But at this moment, she is standing here, but her heart is like water.

Sixty years, things are not people.

"This is my arsenal of cliffs. ”

She finally didn't waste much time recalling, but quickly pulled herself out of her memory.

As soon as the hand was stretched out, the deer cutting knife was already in the hand.

As soon as his mind moved, the bucket plate of more than three zhang lit up under his feet in an instant.

Its scope is so large that it has even extended to the entire platform, to the feet of those young disciples!

All of a sudden, the stars shrouded!

All the Kun lines covering the entire bucket plate were all lit up at one time, and the strong spiritual power of heaven and earth came from the edge of the bucket plate, converging to the heart of the sorrowful eyebrow!

At that moment, her ancestral knack was as bright as a lamp, the spiritual platform was clean and not stained with half a piece of dust, her arms moved at will, and the knife moved at will!

In the silence of the world, suddenly filled with the sound of swords!

Everyone saw that her figure flew high, and the endless blade light had enveloped her whole person.

When a knife fell, I saw that thousands of blades of light converged into one, like a full moon, and it smashed down in a whirlwind!

"Boom" There was a loud bang, and the earth shook and the mountains shook!

Where the knife light falls, the basin cracks!

In the crack in the ground, a gray high platform slowly rose, holding up thirty-six huge stone pillars, towering in the basin!

Then he put away his knife and took out the tiger head order needed to open the arsenal, and pressed it towards the void in front of him.

Patches of golden light immediately appeared, connecting between the stone pillars.

In the blink of an eye, a huge and magnificent palace has appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Directly opposite, there happened to be two dark golden gates that were more than ten feet high, and countless ancient totems were carved on them.

Seeing the token that happened to be stuck in the crack of the gate, the two gates opened suddenly, and a snow-white light accompanied by a cold air rushed to the face.

"Yashan arsenal, endless sword hiding. ”

"The famous sword has a spirit, choose the master and follow. Wherever I am under the Yashan Gate, I choose the sword in the arsenal, and I only rely on the word 'Yuanfa'. ”

"Therefore, after entering, it is up to you what kind of magic weapon you can choose. ”

This is the "rule" of the Yashan arsenal.

She had spoken to the crowd before letting them in.

It's just that unlike Qu Zhengfeng who went first by herself, she stood in front of this gate for a long time, and only then did she slowly retract her gaze, take a deep breath, as if she was making some kind of preparation, and threw herself in.

The gray sky was a miserable white.

The frozen ice field was flat and unobstructed as far as the eye could see, and countless long swords were silent under the ice, leaving only a little refracted afterimage on the ice.

The surrounding peaks are high and low, seemingly endless, like sawtooth.

The young disciples who had just entered the arsenal were full of novelty.

A few people spotted the sword shadow hidden under the ice, and they couldn't help but hurriedly call people to come and see, and there was a sound of amazement for a while.

The intelligent and active ones began to look elsewhere, and even the mountains around them.

Seeing sorrow falling on the ice field, I looked at them for a while, but I was a little absent-minded.

The arsenal is still the same as it was in the past, nothing has changed.

It's cold, the ice covers the stories of the past, and no one can hear the sound under the ice.

She spun around slowly and slowly in place, looking around, and then she still saw it.

Due east, at the pole of the eye.

It was the most abrupt and steep ice peak, like a sharp sword, as if it was in harmony with the sky, and it was amazingly high.

Because of the distance, when it falls on the bottom of the eye, there is only a vague gray shadow.

But when I saw sorrow, I could clearly see:

At the highest point of the cold and silent peak, a sword shadow was sealed in the clear ice.

The hilt is on top and the tip is down.

The slender blade of the sword is an astonishing six feet, the sharp blade of the sword, the traces of waves wandering, a deep red, like a filament, rising from the tip of the sword, striking upward, gradually sinking into the mottled rusty sword body, adding three points of arrogance and coldness!

As silent, as always, looking down on the swords, standing at the end of the sky as always, and as always, let her heart break at first sight—

Six-foot sword, a line of sky!