Chapter Seventy-Seven: Now I Think About It

The exquisite splendid platform is a relic of the immortals in ancient times, and the wonder inside is indescribable, but the most exciting thing is to delay the passage of time.

Time is the real killer and is not affected by anything in the world.

No matter whether it is a famous general, or a red-faced beauty, Yang or an emperor through the ages, they can't escape the killing of time.

Cultivators give up all the red dust, and those who cultivate all their lives are just immortal.

An Yun got the news she wanted to confirm the most from the two colorful birds, the exquisite splendid platform does have the effect of delaying the passage of time, ten years outside, and only one year inside the exquisite splendid platform.

There is no exaggeration of the legend of ten years and one day in Taichung, and there is no delusion that Taichung has no years and lives with the sky. However, it was enough for An Yun to be ecstatic, she was equal to ten times more time and time than others.

However, everything has a source, and delaying time is not out of nowhere. The price of delaying the time of the Exquisite Splendid Terrace is the loss of a large amount of spiritual energy, which means that a large amount of spiritual stones need to be consumed.

An Yun pinched his fingers and calculated, and his complexion immediately changed.

If you turn on the function of delaying the time of the Exquisite Splendid Terrace, you will need to consume 100 high-grade spirit stones in one day, that is, 1,000 medium-grade spirit stones or 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones. This is undoubtedly a bottomless pit that can never be filled.

An Yun looked at his storage bag, the pitiful thirteen middle-grade spirit stones and more than a hundred low-grade spirit stones, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This little spirit stone can't even start the exquisite splendid platform.

Even if there is a small unmined spirit stone vein, I am afraid that it can only barely support the Linglong Jinxiu Terrace for less than three years. Unless you can find a medium-sized spirit stone vein or a large spirit stone vein that has not been mined, it may be able to support the operation of Linglong Jinxiu Platform for ten or a hundred years.

An Yun smiled bitterly, it has been more than 200,000 years from ancient times to the present. The world's spirit stone veins have long been in short supply, and the cultivation sect will also use the strength of the whole sect to fight for a newly discovered small spirit stone vein. Where can I find unexplored veins of spiritual stones?

It turned out to be a chicken rib!

An Yun felt that he had lost and did not eat mutton. Instead, it caused a commotion. She can foresee that she will live in a battle for the rest of her life, and she will not be idle for a day. Unless she killed Ning Xiangzhi and Gusu Daoren when she got the Linglong Splendid Terrace, it was a pity that her cultivation could not be done. In the future, if she kills two more people, even if she can succeed lightly, it will be too late, and the news will definitely spread, and she will become the public enemy of cultivators in the world from now on.

Just as he was about to exit the Linglong Splendid Terrace, An Yun suddenly saw a small building as white as jade. When you walk in, the small building is only one foot high, exquisite and small. It is carved from a single piece of white green jade. Built-in eighteen top-notch night pearls, brilliant through the wall, can be called beautiful.

An Yun walked into it, the white jade floor was bright, and there were no seats in the building, only a white jade shelf on the west side, on which an almost transparent long sword was shelved.

Mingji Snow: 100,000 zhang underground in the north of the underworld, take millions of years of ice spirit condensation. The three zhang million-year-old ice spirit is one side, and the ice spirit on the other side is only connected into a flying needle. A total of 13,000 and 51 flying needles can be used to form flying swords and bright muscles.

An Yun took off the long sword, and the ancient sword was engraved with three ancient characters, Ming Jixue, and the sword body was cold. Holding it in his hand for a while, An Yun's whole person seemed to be about to be frozen by the cold.

She hurriedly put Ming Jixue back on the sword stand, and her spiritual power ran for two days. Only then did he expel the cold qi that invaded his body, and he sighed in his heart that it was a powerful flying sword. The cold qi of the sword body alone is not something that the foundation building monk can resist.

With An Yun's knowledge, she had never heard of this sword before. It must be a flying sword that Fairy Qinglan has painstakingly condensed after becoming famous, and the grade is at least ten orders or more.

If you want to go deep into the ground of the North Underworld for 100,000 years, break the ice that is ten times harder than fine iron, and there is no cultivation during the Tribulation Period, you don't want to do it.

An Yun had just lost the Butterfly Love Flower, but he didn't expect to immediately harvest a peerless flying sword, which was really a surprise. Especially although this sword was refined by Fairy Qinglan, there was not the slightest trace of a monk on the sword, as long as she dripped blood on the sword and remembered it with her divine sense, this sword would completely belong to her.

An Yun didn't think about it, and immediately cut his finger, and a drop of bright red blood fell on Mingji Xue. The blood slowly soaked through, and a red line appeared on the snow-white sword body, running from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

Mingji Xue trembled slightly, and a trace of Qingyue's sword sound permeated the Baiyulou, and the aftermath lingered for a long time. The level of the flying sword is too high, and the blood is only the first step, and then you need to remember your own divine sense mark on the sword, and each flying needle must be engraved to ensure that the flying sword is like an arm and a finger, and it is completely connected with the master's mind.

This time is extremely long, An Yun is not in a hurry, meditating on the spot next to Mingji Xue, and his divine consciousness continues to pour into the sword body, enduring the bone-chilling cold of Mingji Xue, and carefully engraved a wisp of divine consciousness in the sword body.

It takes a lot of time and energy to imprint the Divine Sense, and when An Yun's energy is exhausted, he comes out to meditate to restore his spiritual power, and by the way, he supervises the navigation of the shock fleet towards the Bibo Gorge, and once he recovers his energy, he enters the white jade building in the exquisite splendid platform to temper the Ming Muscle Snow.

Before you know it, the fleet has been at sea for three months, and the sea is full of ships floating and sailing, and the sailors' horns are full of people, and it has reached the coast of the East China Sea.

On this day, Lan Xin came to An Yun's cabin with a nervous expression, bowed down and said: "Senior, this is already the coast of the East China Sea, and if you want to go to Bibo Gorge, you only need to go thirty nautical miles to the east." ”

An Yun looked up at her, but he didn't speak, and the coercion on his body was comparable to that of a Jindan monk.

Lan Xin's scalp was numb, his whole body was weak, and he suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "The senior asked my brother and sister to send you to Bibo Gorge, and my brother and sister have already done it." It's just that my brother and sister have a grudge against Bibo Gorge Kuaiyimen, and if they enter Bibo Gorge, I'm afraid there will be no return. I implore my seniors to raise their noble hands and let my brother and sister go. ”

An Yun stared at her and was silent for a long time before asking, "If I'm not mistaken, the exercise you and your brother practiced is the Feather Transformation Immortal Technique, this is the practice of other Daosheng, and you two are his disciples?" ”

In the past few months, Lan Xin and Chu Yingtong have inferred that An Yun is not a person from Kuaiyimen. Come to think of it, if An Yun was a person who was happy, he would not be so polite to her and Chu Ying. Lan Xin tried to use words several times, but An Yun didn't know anything about the current situation of Kuaiyimen, but instead asked her a lot about Kuaiyimen. Because of this, Lan Xin mustered up the courage to ask An Yun to let her two siblings leave.

Hearing An Yun's question, Lan Xin quickly thought of a reason in his heart, and said: "Senior Qiqi, my brother and I were originally disciples of Kuaiyimen, and we worshiped under the Jindan Patriarch Beidaosheng. Not long ago, because the two of us inadvertently violated the door rules, so I fled to Qixia Island in fear of crime, and asked my seniors to let my brother and sister live for the sake of my brother and sister escorting them all the way. After saying that, he couldn't kneel.

The sound of Chu Ying kneeling down was also heard outside the door, repeating Lan Xin's words and saying, "I implore my seniors to let my brother and sister live." ”

An Yun did not let the two leave, and her whereabouts did not want to be known by outsiders. If Chu Ying and Lan Xin were released, if the two of them met Ning Xiangzhi in the sea, their whereabouts might be exposed. Since the two of them are traitors to Kuaiyimen, they simply brought them back to Kuaiyimen and handed them over to other Daosheng to deal with.

Chu Ying and Lan Xin begged hard for a long time, but An Yun's heart was like steel, so they had to reluctantly order the fleet to go to Bibo Gorge and wait for their fate in fear.

Bibo Gorge is east of the coast of the East China Sea, there are high mountains and mountains on both sides, and in the middle is a strait that is fast to 300 zhang, and the blue waves are surging and the turbid waves are emptied, which is the Bibo Gorge.

There is a flat land in the mountains on the east bank of Bibo Gorge, where Kuaiyimen is stationed.

An Yun walked up the moss-covered steps, it was when the autumn leaves were yellow, the four fields were silent, the wind blew off the yellow leaves, and pieces fell on her.

An Yun couldn't tell what it felt like in her heart, she still remembered that three hundred years ago, this bluestone step was newly built, and she, Luo Xinglie, Bei Daosheng, and Mu Ying led three hundred disciples along the steps, worshiped the mountain gate, kowtowed to heaven and earth, and officially established the Kuaiyi Gate.

Now that I have embarked on this road to heaven again, I have only fallen here.

Half of the mountain gate has collapsed, and it is no longer as grand as it used to be. Two lines of words can still be vaguely seen on the huge stone door: happy life, heaven and earth are free.

An Yun sighed and walked towards the house in front of him.

Kuaiyimen is built on the stone wall, from the stone wall to open up the cave to live, in the middle of the huge flat ground is the incense burning and prayer of the heaven and earth platform and the point of the military field.

An Yun walked to the point of the military field, slowly looked around, and many familiar and unfamiliar faces appeared in front of him, and his ears seemed to hear their killing voices shaking the sky, and they shouted for battle.

How can there be a reason not to stain blood? Kuaiyimen forcibly seized the Yun China Spirit Stone Vein Mine and seized the spiritual root disciples here, which was tantamount to being an enemy of the surrounding sects.

It was a bloody time!

It's just that now, why can't you see a single figure in the whole valley, and can't hear a single sound?

An Yun's consciousness dispersed, and there was no one in all the caves, and it was as quiet as a tomb, which was suffocating.

After a long time, An Yun suddenly looked up, and there were four huge stone carvings carved on the cliff in front of him, like four statues of gods guarding this silent valley.

An Yun's eyes were hot, and suddenly sadness came from it.

The four statues are Luo Xinglie, Bei Daosheng, Mu Ying, and ...... Herself.

When An Yun left in her previous life, there were no stone carvings on the cliff, but she didn't expect that after she left Kuaiyimen with anger, they still carved her on the cliff as the founding ancestor of Kuaiyimen.

Moving under his feet, he came to the four statues in an instant, looking up at the statues, it was when the four of them were young, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, green silk crown belts, and high spirits, which were indispensable.

At that time, he was young and looked down on the heroes of the world; Returning from a wasted journey, can the deceased have gray hair?

An Yun wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound. The resentment of her previous life disappeared with the smoke, and she just wanted to see her old people again and listen to them call her An Yun.

In the past, I went back, and the willows followed. Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the peace charm of Zhao Xiaoxiao and 123456mm pro-reward, thank you for the residual thoughts and tears Linglong personally voted for the pink ticket, thank you for your support.