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The sword pool seems to be a small space, but it has its own world, stepping into it, and entering another world in a trance, it is vast and boundless.

Zican, Bai Yifan and others also entered the sword pool with gloomy faces. Mo Xianyun went back to recuperate because of his injury, and Xiao Qingling saw that Qianjue was out of the limelight, so he turned his head angrily and left.

In the sword pool, the runes filled the sky, the sword qi was steaming, and one by one the illusory remnants of the sword hung down in the void. These are all famous swords that have been killed countless times and fought for thousands of years, breeding sword souls, but unfortunately they have all been broken and mutilated, and have been collected here.

Surrounded by the dense aura, Qian Jue suddenly felt refreshed, raised his eyes to look at this side of the world, and found that in the deepest part, there was a man in white sitting.

The man was surrounded by many sword souls, his face was delicate, his sword eyebrows were soaring, and he was extremely quiet, as if he had never existed, but he could perceive it carefully, but it gave people a feeling of extreme danger.

"That's the genius senior brother who has been in retreat, the Golden Vulture Technique. Someone reminded Qianjue, "His relationship with Senior Brother Tsing Yi who was almost cut off by you is extraordinary, you have to be careful." ”

Qianjue nodded: "Thank you." ”

He could feel that this young man in white was able to breathe and be restrained in the sword pool, which was indeed extraordinary. However, I didn't take it too seriously, so I found a place with few people and sat cross-legged.

Bai Yifan happened to pass by, glanced at the Golden Vulture Technique, then looked at Qianjue, and said proudly: "I said a long time ago, sooner or later, someone will clean you up." When Senior Brother Jin's retreat is over, you just wait. ”

Qian Jue raised his head, his eyes were as cold as water, and his powerful aura shook the sword souls of the four directions trembling together: "If you dare to provoke again, I will kill you!"

Bai Yifan only felt a fierce murderous aura rushing from the opposite side, and several sword souls were already hanging above his head, and suddenly his hair rose suddenly, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. It seems that if you say something more, your life really can't be saved.

It's just a cultivator in the Body Refining Realm, does it really have such a powerful deterrent power? Bai Yifan was shocked.

Fortunately, Qianjue converged in time and closed his eyes and pondered.

The powerful divine consciousness spreads in all directions. One by one, the remnants of the sword were horizontal, immersed in inexplicable mutilated runes, sometimes exuding a terrifying aura, sometimes low and profound, making people unpredictable.

Qian Jue tried to mobilize these remnant swords, but he couldn't do what he wanted, it seemed that only when he released his might could he cause the resonance of the remnant swords, just like when he shocked Bai Yifan just now.

"It's really a bit of a doorway. ”

Qian Jue pondered for a moment, then concentrated his attention on one of the broken swords.

The sword was cut off from the middle, leaving only the hilt and blade of the sword, and the faint sword soul was calm and quiet, but it sensed a murderous aura that could slash thousands of troops with a swing of the sword.

Qianjue sank down, perceived carefully, and saw a picture in a trance.

A person came from the sky with a sword, rushed into a battlefield, and swayed it at will, the sky and clouds rolled wildly, countless mountains shattered, and blood rushed to the sky.

The nameless sword trick was only two or three hits, and the battlefield was already won or lost. The losses of the other side are really heavy, and there is no longer any combat effectiveness.

What a powerful sword trick!

Thousands of hearts are excited, and his heart is constantly evolving and simulating, and the trajectory and body of the person holding the sword are presented in front of him one by one.

He pointed like a sword, slashing through the nameless trajectory, without using any yuan power or divine soul, just simply repeating that kind of action, but invisibly condensing a charm.

"Buzz!"

The broken sword just now moved!

It seemed to feel the breath of its master, trembling violently, resonating, and an infinite murderous aura erupted, sweeping the heavens and the earth, and then converged and landed beside Qianjue, as if it was currying favor.

"This ......"

Qian Jue came to his senses, looked at the broken sword beside him, and suddenly understood: "Every remnant sword has a sword technique, if you can learn every set of sword tricks, can you subdue all the remnant sword souls?"

It's a pity that all the sword tricks are mutilated, and they are so badly mutilated that they can only resonate with the broken sword.

But that's enough.

Next, Qian Jue focused on the sword technique of each remnant sword.

There is a remnant sword, ordinary and ordinary, but he follows a veteran all his life, has experienced countless battlefields large and small, and is used to drinking blood.

There is a remnant sword, cast by divine materials, with a set of mysterious high-end sword tricks, looking at the heroes of the world, and finally returning to dust to dust.

……

All broken swords have a special or mundane experience, but they are all broken and mutilated in the end, and they cannot regain their glory.

Unconsciously, two days had passed, and he had already realized dozens of remnant sword skills.

Zican, Bai Yifan and others have all realized something from it, but when the time comes, they must get out. It's just that before leaving, he saw that Qianjue seemed to be sitting down, and he sneered in his heart: "It's just a matter of refining the body realm, even if you realize something, your life's cultivation will stop here." ”

Qian Jue had already penetrated into the sword technique, but he didn't hear anything. What he is most interested in now is the experience of a broken sword, and it is no longer the residual sword and the sword technique itself.

At first, he thought that the reason why the remnant sword was powerful was mainly because the sword technique was in play. But after getting used to reading many stories, he realized that the root lies in the person who wields the sword.

If a man who wields a sword is strong, a dead branch is also a sword. If the person who uses the sword is a waste material, he can't kill a person if he is given a peerless sword.

"With the sword, it lies in the person, in the heart, not in the sword. ”

Qianjue slowly comprehended.

I don't know how long it took, among the countless broken sword runes, wisps of golden fragments appeared, surrounding the body of Qianjue, running endlessly.

This is a fragment of the broken Dao rule in the way of the sword!

Everything in here is broken. Broken sword souls, broken runes, broken kendo laws.

But this is a precious treasure for Qianjue.

Slowly, Qian Jue began to comprehend the incomplete laws of the sword, hooked the runes, and constantly subdued the remnant sword soul.

He sat for six days. There is plenty of spiritual energy in it, and while swallowing, I don't feel hungry.

At a certain moment, a pair of dark eyes suddenly opened, deep and deep, like a starry sky. And his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and everywhere he went, the void was cut off.

A remnant sword surrounds a thousand uniques, blooming with brilliance, and it seems that thousands of uniques are becoming more and more sacred.

At this time, the man in white who had been sitting quietly for a long time in the distance, Jin Wushu, also opened his eyes.

The same sharp eyes rose into the air, and a sharp sword split the heavens and the earth, stabbing straight at the Thousand Peerless.

Qian Jue Yi was not afraid, surrounded by a layer of sword "potential", vast and majestic, unfazed, calm eyes reversed the long sword stabbed, also transformed into a sharp sword, rampage, whistling past.

"Khooth!"

When the two collided, they were immediately annihilated and turned into aura again.

"Not bad. ”

Jin Wushu nodded, glanced at the sword qi around Qianjue, and said, "Comprehending the sword here is only based on comprehension, and has nothing to do with cultivation. Your understanding is not much better than that of Gai alone. ”

Gai Duxing is the genius who the Sword Sect has been going out to practice.

Qian was noncommittal and did not answer.

The Golden Vulture closed his eyes again, and fell silent again.

"This man has been in for so long, and he must have realized something more. Qianjue sighed: "There are four days left......"

Day 8.

The Golden Vulture who had been sitting withered suddenly got up. The time for his retreat had come.

"Something interesting. He looked at Qianjue, who was still comprehending the sword intent, and said in a very flat tone, and then turned to leave.

At this time, the six immortal sects of Xiling, and even several major inheritances of Dongxuan, all knew that a disciple of the Sword Sect was struck by thunder from the sky. Although four ancestors from Xiling came to investigate, and it had been confirmed that it was the conflict between the guardian dragon veins under the ancient land and the heavenly thunder, some people still suspected the specific reason.

"This matter is not simple, Zhu Fang, you still have to go to me in person to rest assured. "Dong Xuan, Tianzong, a white-haired man turned his back to everyone and spoke.

"I'm going to go. A woman dressed in red, smiling and upside down, nodded.

Dao Emperor Yixi, above the ancient temple, the god-like woman opened her eyes, "Dao Xuan, you take the hook Shen to investigate." ”

……

Qianjue, who was meditating, naturally did not know that another group of dangerous people were about to visit. And at this moment, he sensed a kind of sword intent that made his heart palpitate.

The sword intent in that is majestic, the crown of ancient and modern, seems to stand for eternity from ancient times to the present, and people will become ashes when they touch it.

"This breath comes from...... Within the Sword Peak!"

Qian Jue's heart was shocked, and he suddenly remembered the familiarity he felt when he first saw Jian Feng that day.

Could it be that there is something in the depths of Sword Peak that cannot be attached?

Unfortunately, the familiarity of that time is gone, replaced by an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

Qian never dared to be reckless, carefully released his divine sense, and went deep into the depths of the mountain inch by inch, and went to investigate.

"This ......"

A few hours later, in the depths of the Sword Peak, Qian Jue saw an incredible scene.

It was a huge black sword.

Take the bottom of the peak as the hilt of the sword, the body of the peak is the body of the sword, the peak is the tip of the sword, standing forever, piercing the clouds.

The Sword Sect, among the Sword Peaks, actually has such a peerless long sword hidden! But with the current cultivation of the Thousand Peerless, it is still impossible to see whether this is a long sword or a sword soul.

After a long time, he silently withdrew from his divine sense, because this sword was not something he could comprehend now. And just when he was about to withdraw from his divine sense, he suddenly found that around the sword body, many symbols were marked.

"Huh, what is this?"

That's some silver symbols. It's not enough to say that it's a rune, it's a strange shape, it looks very ancient, but it's extremely mysterious.

Upon further investigation, he found a total of one hundred and eight markers, each of which had a large number of symbols engraved on it. And when all the markers are connected, they look like an ancient circle.

"Could it be that the Golden Vulture did it?" Qian Jue frowned.

This kid has such ambition and covets this long sword?

After thinking about it for a long time, Qian Jue still didn't make a move, silently withdrew from his divine sense, and returned to the sword pool.

"It's the ninth day. ”

Qianjue got up. Because he has runes in his own hands, it didn't take much effort to hook the broken law of the sword, and at this time he had already comprehended more than a thousand kinds of sword tricks, and the speed of comprehension was jaw-dropping. But he didn't plan to take away these remnant sword souls that he had subdued.

It was already considered lucky to be able to comprehend so many sword techniques, although all of them were seriously disabled, but they were still able to give him great inspiration.

He could feel that the bottleneck in the middle level of his Kaiyuan Realm had begun to loosen.