In his eyes, a fine light flashed.

Jing Qing solemnly dropped the pure spirit liquid in the bottle on the crystal, and the milky white liquid, like sulfuric acid, gradually corroded the crystal.

The white dust was sprinkled, and drops of crystal clear liquid gathered together, and were dragged by Jing Qing with spiritual power.

Powder is impurity, liquid is essence.

Seeing this scene, Jing Qing couldn't help but snort happily:

"It works."

Holding back the joy in his heart, he carefully let his spiritual power surge, controlling the crystal essence that kept gushing out, arranging it according to his own mind.

Soon, in the air, the light and shadow began to distort, and it could be clearly seen that a vague sword-shaped phantom, slowly absorbing the crystal essence, gradually took shape, and gradually turned into an entity.

Half a day later, a two-foot-long sword, crystal clear throughout, with fine ice patterns on it, like a short sword carved from ice.

It's like a bird that is extremely flexible, happily swimming beside Jing Qing.

The momentum is like a frightening wave, fast as lightning, and it makes a chilling whistling sound, although it is a little short, but the sharp blade of the sword still exudes a biting cold.

Retracting the Imperial Technique, the short sword fell into his hand, Jing Qing held the hilt of the sword and swung it forward. A fierce sword qi came out of the sword, and after flying seven or eight meters, it left a deep sword mark on the rock wall of the stone chamber.

"No wonder it is said that the combat power of sword cultivation is completely pinned on the sword weapon.

With the same amount of sword qi, if you are empty-handed, you can only stab a half-foot mark on the ground of this material at most, and now, the power has increased by at least five times. ”

"Pure sword qi has such power, not to mention that in that stone tablet, the praise of the extraordinary star sword technique, the power must be even more terrifying."

"It's a pity, you have to wait until the tenth layer of Qi cultivation before your spiritual sense can flow out of your body and perform this sword technique."

With a full stomach full of anticipation, Jing Qing put the short sword into his sleeve, stuffed the materials he had selected before, and some of the searched spars into the silk sac, strode away from the mountain, and walked towards the hall.

The Sword Forest Gate sits on the top of a high mountain, and only a rugged and hidden mountain path leads to the mountain gate.

Behind the mountain gate, there is the hall, where is the sword array of the general center, which controls the sword array of the entire sect, which of course includes the sword array of protecting the mountain and the sword heart array used to collect disciples.

The Mountain Protection Sword Formation has been completely broken by that unknown powerhouse, so there is no need to worry.

What gave Jing Qing a headache was the sword heart array. With his cultivation of not being able to fly with a sword, ordinary cliffs can still be climbed by relying on a body that surpasses the mundane, but in the face of a cliff that is as high as a thousand feet and has smooth rocks, there is no way.

So he had to take that mountain path before he could go down.

The problem is that the formation is a means that cannot be dealt with with common sense.

If it is said that going up the mountain only requires tenacity and good talent to be able to pass guò, then going down the mountain, the formation is reversed, and the power is at least ten times greater, then real power is required.

Break in, break hard, for Jing Qing, who doesn't know how to break the formation, there is only this way.

Fortunately, the passage of time weakened the power of the formation, and the sword heart array was not a killing array in the first place, so it left him a glimmer of life and did not completely block the road.

"Let's break through!"

"I don't want to spend decades here building a foundation and then going out."

"Crunch"

After countless years, the mountain gate opened again, staring at the winding path hidden in the cliff at his feet, with no end in sight, Jing Qing exhaled lightly and stepped down.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly blurred, and after he became clear, there was a different world in front of him.

Sharp, sharp to the extreme.

On the cyan stone slab under his feet, hundreds of steel needles were erected, almost piercing the soles of his feet and penetrating the flesh and skin.

Looking up at the sky, it was gray and dark, and I couldn't see the sun at all.

Only the sharp sword qi, a few feet above the head, intertwined with each other, fighting, and the killing aura was overwhelming, bringing a sharp cold through the bones, and even the soul had the illusion of being pierced.

Faced with such a scene, even the most literate scholar will be aroused by the enthusiasm in his heart and fall into a state of fanaticism.

The desire to wield a sharp blade, cut a knife into the flesh, taste the deliciousness of blood, feel the collision of the blade and the bone, and enjoy the thrill of ruining the life of Miè.

This feeling is not naturally stimulated, but a test, a test of the heart.

If you are completely lost in it, you will keep fighting, fighting towards the sword qi in the sky, and you will not stop until you are exhausted.

Only with a resolute and strong heart, welcoming back to oneself, restoring one's true nature, and walking into the mountain gate alone, can one be qualified to become a sword cultivator and enter the path of immortality.

After understanding the formation for a while, the test implication left by the ancestors was contained.

Jing Qing calmed down, suppressed the churning blood, took two steps down, the sword qi reversed and moved, the pressure increased sharply, and at the same time, a long sword appeared in front of him.

The whole body of the sword is silver-white, the blade is slender and graceful, covered with a layer of beautiful patterns, a kind of spiritual light that belongs to the top-grade divine soldier is revealed, even in this environment of sword qi, it can't be hidden.

As if sensing Jing Qing's arrival, the long sword suddenly vibrated and let out a light chirp.

Brilliant sword qi surrounded the long sword, spiraling and flying out, encircling each other, revealing a vague figure, standing straight on the hilt of the sword, facing Jing Qing from afar.

It's obviously just a villain who has been blurred out of sword qi, but Jing Qing can clearly feel an outstanding temperament in the villain, which makes people heartbreaking.

"This is one of the one hundred and eight sword weapons used to arrange the sword array, according to the description of the jade slip that introduced the formation, if you want to break through the formation, you must defeat at least fifty-four sword weapons one after another, that is, half of the sword weapons."

"Fortunately, these sword weapons have had masters, as long as I can defeat them, those ancient sword cultivators, a trace of soul left in the long sword, it is equivalent to victory, and there is no need to completely destroy these swords."

Jing Qing's eyes were solemn, he stepped forward, held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and forcibly endured the sharp aura of the sword weapon itself, and the spiritual power probed into it.

Under the traction of the energy, the villain above the illusion, with a "Zheng" sound, was like a sword weapon out of its sheath, flowing into Jing Qing's body, and floating in the sea of knowledge.

Knowing the sea, Jing Qing's consciousness also appeared, and a little murderous opportunity loomed.

He understood that only by completely destroying this sword cultivation soul could it be regarded as his victory.

Otherwise, the sword qi in that platinum long sword would destroy his body and even his soul in an instant.

The villain is just a sword cultivator, using a little sword intent, mixed with the divided divine soul.

He didn't have the wisdom to save it, but he had rich combat experience and strong swordsmanship, and at this time, he felt Jing Qing's killing intent, and immediately pulled out the long sword at his waist and killed him.

The sword was slender and flat, slender and sleek.

Although it has no specific form, the aura revealed is the same as that of the platinum sword in the outside world.