"Zheng!"

Cutting out of the sheath, the right hand immediately stopped trembling and became as steady as a rock.

Without using any skills, Jing Qing moved as he wished, swinging his sword with his hand, and without much force, a thin sword qi burst out at the same time, slashing along the trajectory of the colorless glow.

Suddenly, above the void, there was an extra slender line.

Twisting and turning, like a worm crawling, but it is real, the whole heaven and earth, as if it has been cut open, the sky is full of starlight, at least half of it can't wait to pour into it.

"What's going on?"

Stunned, Jing Qing couldn't help biting his tongue, and a burst of pain came before he was sure that he was indeed awake and not dreaming.

"Look, this set of swordsmanship is the way to get out of here."

Determining this, Jing Qing did not hesitate, and boldly followed his mind and kept swinging his sword.

The second sword, the third sword, two swords in a row, the sword marks are still twisted and ugly, but they are crisp and neat, sucking out all the starlight in the sky.

As soon as the starlight went out, within a moment, the stars that shone beyond the nine heavens also lost their trace.

There is no sun, no moon, no stars, only darkness, which swallows everything up.

Falling into the darkness, there is nothing in all directions, the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and tongue, the five senses are all useless, Jing Qing held the sword, and was not panicked, but thoughtful, and faintly understood something.

"Thirteen more swords to break through the haze."

No longer scruples, he unscrupulously waved and slashed.

Thirteen sword qi swam in all directions, and the cracks appeared in the black sky, constantly spreading, and they were unexpectedly slashed, slashing the silent darkness into nothingness.

After darkness, there is pure white.

The extremely bright world, there is no light and no heat, and there is no haze at all, only the blazing white light that shines in all directions, comparable to the white sun, remains in it.

These lights can not only blind the eyes, but even act on the soul.

If an ordinary monk were in this environment, it would only take a moment for his soul to burst and die.

"It's too bright, it's too bright, I don't like it."

Haha laughed wildly, Jing Qing closed his eyes, blocked all his senses, and swung his sword again, this time, it was thirty-six swords.

Cracks staggered, frantically swallowing up white light, and after a ten-thousandth of an instant, the whole world collapsed, and everything returned to chaos.

As soon as his body tightened and his feet shook slightly, Jing Qing immediately opened his eyes, only to see that he was still standing in place, and the void in front of him was also torn apart again.

An irresistible force pulled Jing Qing and flew towards a certain place, and when he came back to his senses, he had come to a gap in a vast space, and then, the gate to heaven with a pure black color and domineering incomparable body fell with a bang.

Looking up at the giant gate, Jing Qing found that many different things were carved on the door piles on the left and right.

On the left are all kinds of mythical birds and beasts, such as fire phoenixes, thunder warblers, unicorns, lizards, and dragons.

These cold reliefs protruding from the black iron are full of spiritual charm, and they really look like living creatures.

On the right, it is recessed, depicting meteorological wonders, thunderstorms, sea eyes, mountains made of flames, giant trees rooted in the earth's crust, and the boundless river Styx that flows through the realm of life and death.

All of this can't help but make people feel how big the world is, how strange everything is, and how small the creatures are.

"Where is this? There is also this gate, so weird, is it the symbol of my sect, the Tianbao Tianmen that has been handed down to this day? ”

With a frown, Jing Qing tentatively probed the inside of the door and took a step.

At this moment, the door shone like water, covering his body.

Shocked, Jing Qing was about to resist, but the magic power of this door was faster than his reaction, and in an instant, it connected to a mysterious corner of the world and sent him over.

The water rippled, as if it really fell into the water, full of trance, and when I woke up, I had changed the world in front of me.

Valley of Iron, Forest of Swords.

That's what everything is in front of you.

Countless damaged sword weapons, large or small, long or short, were inserted into the surrounding soil, and the viscous sword qi seemed to be oppressed by something, squeezing in the air, forming two huge characters——。

"Sword Mansion?"

As soon as Jing Qing woke up, he felt that his body was heavy, as if he was wrapped in a layer of iron, but his body was extremely comfortable, and the speed of spiritual power was faster and smoother than usual.

Two very different feelings, very strange.

"How's this place?"

Behind him, there was a long laughing voice.

Immediately turned around to look, only to see the long dragon pacing, surrounded by a red and a green sword light, swaying leisurely.

"It's a good place, it's just heavier."

Jing Qing was sincerely admired.

The environment in front of him seems to be barren, but in fact it contains a lot of Qiankun, the air is filled with an astonishing amount of sword qi, which does not enter the five elements and rejects all alien aura, which is a peerless domain for other monks, but it is the home of sword cultivation.

Jian Xiu who came here is like a fish in the water, an orphan who has returned home.

"Haha, that's a good point, you can discover the mystery of the empty sword, coming here is a shocking opportunity, come with me, I will take you to a better place."

The long dragon beckoned, and the red sword light went in three dimensions, leaving the sky with Jing Qing.

"Master, is the empty sword you are talking about in the starlight, that set of swordsmanship that you can't understand and remember?"

Flying in the air, Jing Qing clasped his hands and saluted, telling Changlong his questions.

"That's right, it's the empty sword."

"The so-called emptiness, the artistic conception itself is the meaning of nothingness, and it is the artistic conception of swordsmanship that cannot be comprehended, but some extremely talented swordsmen can rely on their own intuition of the sword to use it, and only those who can use it are qualified to enter the sword mansion."

"Of course, this is only a prerequisite, if you don't have a Sky Pattern, you will already be dead the moment you enter."

"You are also good, the speed of comprehending the empty sword, you are faster than the master and me, but you began to stand on the river, hesitating what to think, as a sword cultivator, you should have put it to death and then live, the sword broke everything, don't lose your courage."

Changlong praised repeatedly, and halfway through speaking, the tone of his words changed and became criticism.

"Disciple understands, understands, by the way, Master, where is this? Sword Mansion, I've never seen this name in ancient books. ”

"And the skylines, what's the secret? It has been several years since the apprentice acquired it, and it doesn't seem to be of much use except for coordinating flesh and bones, greatly improving the body, and forming a weekly cycle in the body. ”

Jing Qing was sweating profusely, slandering in his heart, and hurriedly asked questions.

"It's good to get it."

Changlong nodded with satisfaction, and then began to explain: "Sword Mansion, of course, is the mansion of Sword Cultivation. ”

"This is the Sword Domain, which is said to be a small Xuan Realm opened up by the ancestor of the original sword cultivation with great magical powers."

"However, as early as a million years ago, it was already abandoned, until 400,000 years ago, it was discovered by our Tianmen and used to collect sword books, and then after countless years of transformation, it gradually became what it is now, and the Sword Mansion is the place where the classics are stored."

"As for the Tianwen, this thing is a wisp of spiritual essence given by the Heavenly Gate, in addition to comprehending the artistic conception, you also need to have the cultivation of Jindan in order to really play its role, you are still too weak."

"Oh, it's here."

During the conversation, a vast basin appeared in front of Jingqing's eyes.

On the periphery of the basin, countless black rock carved sword-shaped stone pillars, carved with handwriting, exude a complex atmosphere, and extend from the outside to the inside in the shape of a spiral, and finally reach the center of the basin, a magnificent temple standing tall.

Although he only looked at it from a distance, with his eyesight, he could naturally see that the countless sword-shaped stone pillars were all precious sword cultivation classics.

Jing Qing took a deep breath, and the cold air contaminated with the sharp aura of the sword qi rushed into his lungs, suppressing his emotions.

Somehow, he had a weird feeling.

It seems that a long time ago, once came here.