Chapter 115: The Bronze Gate of Thousand Cranes
"It's really problematic." He Shengguang stood up, it seemed that he had not missed anything anymore, took out a wooden sword and began to slowly practice the moves.
"If there's a problem, you're still practicing, what are you doing?" Zhao Qing was stunned by his inexplicable and wonderful appearance.
"From here, it can be found that it is the first move of the Chizuru Sword Spectrum. Li Zhen didn't lie to us, there is indeed a peerless sword book here, but if you want to get the sword book, you still need to act according to the tips above. He Shengguang didn't look at Zhao Qing, but still practiced swordsmanship by himself.
Zhao Qing also looked at the stone and found that all the sword marks on it were messy, and Zhao Qing said that he had not seen it at all. Look at He Shengguang, and then look at the stone, Zhao Qing thinks it's incredible, He Shengguang actually understands, does the sword cultivation in the world have its own set of written language?
"You have a few spirit swords, take them out and give them to me, follow the tips above, to open this place, you need to build the same three-talent array before you can enter." It seemed that He Shengguang was almost done rehearsing, so he stopped his moves.
But Zhao Qing's main attack is music, she needs a few daggers at most, and she doesn't need any spirit swords at all. Suddenly, he turned Li Zhen's Qiankun bag out and took a look, hey, there are really a lot of spirit swords in it, even if you can establish five three-talent sword formations.
"My formation technique is not good, you can try it." He Shengguang told Zhao Qing all the requirements for the arrangement of the Sancai Array.
"How did you see in a bunch of graffiti that you were going to set up the exact same Sancai array?" Before setting up the formation, Zhao Qing couldn't help but ask the question.
"There's a small print on the side of the stone." He Shengguang replied to Zhao Qing calmly, with a sincere face.
Peat. Don't think I didn't see you laughing, otherwise what would you do when you turned around? Why are your shoulders shaking so much? ……
"Hehe, this place is really interesting. Break the formation first, and then build the formation. ”
Zhao Qing didn't say anything more, and as soon as the final three talent formations were successfully arranged, the stones lying flat on the ground slowly erected, revealing the stairs leading to the bottom. The two glanced at each other, He Shengguang walked in front, and Zhao Qing followed him slowly.
The passage went down slowly, at each point. The oil lamp on the side will be lit. The last thing that appeared in front of Zhao Qing and the two of them was a bronze gate carved with cranes. The crane on the door is lifelike, or soaring into the sky, or pacing gracefully, or looking down for fish...... Postures vary. Layers of intertwined among them. Zhao Qing glanced over. I guess there won't be a thousand cranes here.
Just as Zhao Qing was about to step forward and push the door. He Shengguang suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Unexpectedly, the body of Xiàn was not supported, and he supported the ground with a sword and knelt on one knee.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Qing hurriedly came to him. Investigating his current situation, he found that his consciousness was only exhausted, and there was nothing wrong with the others. Zhao Qing didn't have any medicine to restore his divine consciousness in his hand, but fortunately, the consumption of divine consciousness was not strict, just watch He Shengguang wait for him to recover by himself.
But it didn't take long for the aura on He Shengguang's body to begin to boil, slowly spreading into the surrounding environment. Zhao Qing was under this kind of fluctuation, and he felt as if he wanted something in his hand, and then took it and waved it together. He Shengguang was in the center of the fluctuation and really swung it, and gradually swung it with sword energy, and the sword flowers were chaotic, faintly with cranes.
The passage was not spacious, but the stone was very hard, and He Shengguang's sword qi did not leave any traces on it, but as if some mechanism had been opened, the Thousand Crane Gate slowly began to rise, revealing the entrance to the next passage. And it turned out that at the passage of the stairs, a stone door was pressed down, blocking Zhao Qing and the two in this sealed place.
He Shengguang's sword qi also attacked Zhao Qing, but they were all dodged by Zhao Qing steadily. But as time passed, He Shengguang's swordsmanship became faster and faster, and in the end, Zhao Qing couldn't dodge for a while, and there were a lot of cuts on his clothes.
These were not the most important things, the most important thing was that as the Thousand Crane Gate moved upward, a board full of spirit swords appeared above Zhao Qing's head. If the Thousand Crane Gate moves up by one inch, the sword board moves down by one inch.
"He Shengguang, it's okay, don't practice swords, the door is open enough, we can go!" Zhao Qing desperately shouted at He Shengguang, but He Shengguang still swung his spirit sword to attack the surroundings as if he couldn't hear it. Zhao Qing once accidentally came to He Shengguang's vicinity and ordered his sleeping hole, but it was completely useless, and he still kept dancing the sword. Give him a heart-clearing spell, and as a result, his sword swings even more violently. If he continues like this, not to mention that the sword from above keeps falling to pierce him, even if he is tired, he will be exhausted to death.
Zhao Qing gritted his teeth, took out a lot of very sturdy magic robes from the Qiankun bag, put them on his body, and directly knocked He Shengguang over with sword qi at the right time, and knocked him to the opposite side of Qianhemen at once, and fell to the ground together.
At this time, He Shengguang could no longer hold his sword, and fell directly out of his hand.
"He Shengguang, He Shengguang ......!" Zhao Qing kept calling him, but he didn't wake up. Exploring his body, this time not only was his divine sense depleted, but even his spiritual power was almost exhausted. Fortunately, Zhao Qing pushed it in time, otherwise it might have consumed He Shengguang's life force practicing swords.
Zhao Qing grabbed a handful of elixirs for treating internal injuries and stuffed them into his mouth, now he can't wake up, these spiritual powers are naturally dissipated in his muscles and veins, and how much he can absorb depends on his body's reaction.
Zhao Qing repeatedly confirmed that He Shengguang was really not in danger of life, and only then did he feel the pain on his body. Look at his body, even if he wears so many magic clothes, he can't stop He Shengguang's sword qi, and there is also a sword qi that cuts the artery of Zhao Qing's arm, and at this time, the blood is still flowing out, Zhao Qing hurriedly clicked the acupoint.
Dodging most of He Shengguang's sword qi, Zhao Qing felt that he had no strength at this time. took out a handful of rejuvenation pills and stuffed them into his mouth, and began to recover the internal injuries caused by the excessive use of spiritual power. As for the trauma, it's too much, it's better to let it be natural, the whole body is covered with blood coagulation, can Zhao Qing say that she hates the smell of medicine?
Cultivating silently, when Zhao Qing's injuries were all recovered, he saw He Shengguang looking at her.
"You're awake, how's your body? Is it good to restore all of them? Zhao Qing hurriedly asked He Shengguang and probed his injuries.
"My reply is very good, but the recovery of consciousness is a little slow. I don't remember what happened, but you worked hard. He Shengguang stood up and waved his arm to show that he was healthy.
"It's not very hard......" Before he finished speaking, a fruit was stuffed into Zhao Qing's mouth.
"Don't spit it out, the blood crystal fruit replenishes the blood."
Zhao Qing honestly swallowed the fruit when he heard this. (To be continued......)