The morning sun had just shone on the Yunju Peaks, and it was impossible to see its appearance with the naked eye, even though they were already close to the edge of the Lingshan Peak.

Qingwen and Baoyu followed behind Wei Xiaobao, walking towards Lingfeng step by step, the more they walked, the more they felt steady, and he could feel the change in the gaze from Taiyi Palace......

There was no road in front of him, except that Zi Yun came here alone a year ago, and no one had ever been here in the past many years.

Qingwen looked at the canyon known as Lingfeng because the mountain collapsed into the ground, and was silent for a long time.

He glanced back at the way he had come, and there was a dead silence in front of him.

Calm, in addition to being calm or calm, he thought that he could see Yusheng in the valley, so he pursed his lips and continued to walk forward.

Wei Xiaobao stopped suddenly.

The bracelet on Baoyu's wrist made a piercing sound, and in an instant, an extremely strong sword light burst out from Baoyu's wrist, illuminating the entire Yunju Peaks.

Qiu Hai stood in front of Taiyi Palace, and shouted in a trembling voice:

"Yes...... It's Xin Chou Sword, is she ......"

Hagi's words haven't finished yet, and the whole thing almost falls.

It wasn't because she was a little panicked when she saw the long-vanished Excalibur.

The entire Yunju trembled, like an earthquake.

Those disciples of the four generations who had just entered the inner gate and whose realm was still very low had already looked for the nearby rock wall to support......

In a moment, the three divine swords gathered in the sky above Lingfeng.

The peaks of Yunju Mountain resounded with bursts of exclamations, and the sound of exclamation from the three mountain masters also came from the three divine swords.

These sounds were quickly drowned out by another sound, a loud noise from the rubbing of the rocks coming from underground.

The reaction of the cultivators in the mountains is still like this, and they don't know what the situation is like in Huizhou Town outside the mountains.

The loud noise continued, and the three divine swords couldn't wait for Shen Zijian to appear after all......

At this time, the sword light of Xin Chou Sword seemed to have become much dimmer, and everyone found that Baoyu and Wei Xiaobao's faces were as calm as ever, and their hands were still clasped together.

Baoyu, who was the closest, could already see something slowly rising between the canyons......

The three divine swords flew above the canyon at this time, and then quickly retreated backwards.

Soon, the elders of the peaks, the two generations of disciples saw clearly that there was a mountain peak rising between the valleys.

Joy was replaced in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, and the Lingfeng that had disappeared for many years appeared in everyone's field of vision.

It's like an old man who has slept for a long time.

Once I wake up from a big dream, everything seems to be back to the past.

The young disciple's face was full of respect, and they had infinite reverie for the former owner of this peak, the legendary senior uncle ancestor.

Those who had seen its original appearance found that it was the same as before, the only change was that the mountain peak was shrouded in a thin layer of green mist, and it was impossible to see the changes in that cave.

Baoyu stared at the Xin Chou Sword, and the head of the sword leaned slightly towards Ling Feng, and then quietly left.

It was the first time she had seen the head of Yushan so respectful.

The peaks calmed down, and everyone's eyes fell on the straight path leading to the top.

"I see, that's it! Except for the mountain road that ...... as far as the eye can see."

A disciple who was practicing on the Ritsu Peak after washing the sword could not hide his surprise when he saw the straight mountain in front of him.

"Senior sister doesn't know, having this mountain road is enough to be different from the peaks of Yunju Mountain. ”

There are a total of 784 stone steps on the mountain road on the mausoleum, and the strong people who have stepped on this road for hundreds of years can be counted with five fingers.

The stone steps are full of powerful prohibitions, even if the real person worships the mountain in person, he will not dare to be careless, not to mention that the realm of the three people is uneven.

Everyone thought that the three of them might retreat in the face of difficulties, but they didn't want Qingwen to say this:

"There is no other way to practice the ancient path, and life and death are nothing more than this. ”

Hagi Hao secretly exclaimed: "He is worthy of being a disciple of Sanssouci Gate......

As soon as Qingwen's words came out, there was silence between the peaks.

The only bloodline of this worry-free sect spoke in front of people for the first time, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed the true meaning of cultivation.

For a while, I don't know how many eyes converge on this thin Qingwen.

He is like a bluegrass in a deep stream, quiet and calm.

It is a perfect match to put him and the orphan of the Son of Heaven who has not been made public, some people think so, and some people think about Xiao Ziyun, who has already entered the Lingfeng before.

"The Ji clan and the Zhao clan have always enjoyed the miracles of their ancestors imprinted in their blood, when have you ever seen them practice?!"

Liu Ou's words aroused the agreement of many people, and there was a whisper on the cliff.

In front of the Taiyi Palace, there was also a meaningful hum from Uncle Hagi.

Hagi Hao remembered that his uncle had left Lingfeng once before his ascension, and the two children in front of him might just be two surprises left by his old man to the world.

But who can be sure that Uncle Shi didn't enter the palace back then?!

Who can stop the orphans of the Son of Heaven from choosing to embark on the path of cultivation?!

All kinds of conjectures are brewing among the peaks.

......

Lin Ou looked at the three backs in front of Lingfeng Mountain Road, felt a little bored, yawned and asked:

"What are they waiting for?"

If she had paid close attention to the changes on the peak, she might not have asked such questions.

The mist on the mountain peak became thicker at this time, and most of the mountain roads were hidden under the dense fog, even if the shattered sea realm like Jiang Yu and Liu Ou could not penetrate the dense fog through the sword sense.

Except for those second- and third-generation disciples who were in retreat, as well as the true masters of the sect, everyone's eyes were attracted by the recreated Lingfeng.

Thousands of miles away in the sky, I don't know how many eyes are attracted by the three figures in front of the mountain.

As Wei Xiaobao said, there is no choice.

None of the three flinched, but neither did they take a step forward, they were still waiting.

An intermittent yawn rang out from the fronts.

A cold wind blew from the East China Sea, reaching Yunju Mountain, where the chill was reduced by half, but it was enough to refresh and blow away the dense fog on the Lingfeng.

The cold wind carried the bamboo leaves.

Bamboo leaves fall like a drizzle of rain when they are foggy.

The fog disperses only in an instant.

Qingwen turned her head to look at the mysterious sea in the east at night.

It's a faint sword intent, so familiar.

A smile welled up on his face.

None of the cultivators who are paying attention to this place can read it, and I am afraid that a trace of sword intent will not be able to either.

When he set off again, he was still as calm as before, calm and confident.

The mountain path was clear enough that even the four generations of disciples with a very low realm could clearly see the bamboo leaves falling on this avenue.

The atmosphere in front of the mountain is getting quieter.

The air was filled with a strange smell, the wind did not stop, and the bamboo leaves were still flying and falling, but no sound could be heard.

As night fell, the bamboo leaves on the mountain road were swept up by the cold wind, but there was still no sound.

What's going on?!

Baoyu was puzzled.

Lingfeng was originally like a sword, and the mountain path was like the backbone of this giant sword, and any force that traveled here would be split in two by it, and it would be enough to dilute it.

Hidden underground for too long, this sword takes time to adapt to its surroundings.

Qingwen had the patience to wait, just like the faint sword intent above the East China Sea.

For Qingwen, it is more important to stand on this road to heaven again than to be reborn.

He glanced at Wei Xiaobao and nodded slightly.

The three of them finally took a step towards the mountain road......

There is a thin black line between the stone steps and the rock, and on the other side of the black line is the Lingfeng Lingfeng.

Qingwen slowly lifted her right foot, and the tip of her toe touched the bamboo leaves on the stone steps, and the bamboo leaves rose from the stone steps to form a sword formation of different lengths.

Then there was a sound of the silk brocade being splintered.

Qingwen and Baoyu followed behind Wei Xiaobao, sometimes walking slowly, sometimes stopping to ponder, and soon several sword marks appeared on Qingwen's robe, and occasionally a few strands of green silk fell......

At the peak, Xiao Ziyun frowned slightly, her little fists clenched tightly, and her eyes never left Qingwen.

Qingwen's ankle was cut by a bamboo leaf, and Xiao Ziyun bit her lower lip at once, looking very cute.

Wei Xiaobao looked at the bloodstains on Qingwen's green shirt, and thought that Yusheng's clothes were nothing more than that.

Why does it have to be so complicated?!

This path was far more dangerous than she had originally thought, and Wei Xiaobao glanced back at Baoyu behind her.

This young master of Lushan, who was the same age as himself, was a little pale, and the silver bell on his wrist rang from time to time.

"Do you want to stop and rest?"

Baoyu glanced at the stone steps that could not be seen, gritted his teeth and shook his head.

The further they went, the more strange the sword formation on the stone steps became, and the longer the three of them stopped.

At this time, Baoyu and Qingwen's positions were reversed.

The dense sword array was broken into pieces by Baoyu, and then she broke them one by one with her fingers.

Wei Xiaobao suddenly understood why she gathered the dead leaves and then broke them when she first saw Baoyu in Zhuhai.

The bamboo leaves on the stone steps gradually became more broken, the cold wind was not so harsh, and the dark cliff walls were covered with light greenery.

The sword intent in the green will is even more terrifying, and there is no vitality at all.

The sword array completely separated Lingfeng from heaven and earth with bamboo leaves, but it well preserved the most appropriate aura of purity between heaven and earth before it fell.

I don't know how long it took, Qingwen suddenly stopped and said one word - "rest".

Baoyu heard the sound and sat cross-legged on the spot.

With the most appropriate aura between heaven and earth, Baoyu's pale face quickly returned to normal.

Even so, they are extremely slow.

Four generations of disciples have left.

The loss of the minds of the three of them on the mountain path was immeasurable, and the sea of consciousness of the four generations of disciples had not yet been filled, even at such a slow speed, their eyes could not keep up.

There was only a sword light left in the night sky, and more people didn't pay much attention to the process, they just wanted to see Lingfeng stand again in the peaks of Yunju Mountain.

......

The cave room next to the Law Pavilion is just like the rest of the Law Peak, showing the strict sword law of Yunju Mountain everywhere, and Lin Ou outside the cave asked anxiously:

"Senior sister, they'll be fine, right?"

Jiang Yu glanced at the two broken iron chains in the prison at the foot of the mountain and let out a long sigh.

She didn't answer Senior Sister Ziyan's words, Jiang Duo's incident was like a fishbone stuck in her throat.

If the inference is true and the rumors of Broken Nian Peak over the years are true, today's fish glare is about to melt away, thinking of this, Jiang Yu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

What is the relationship between those two children and their uncles?

What happened to Lingfeng back then?

These two questions could change the fate of her and her sister forever.

The summit was close at hand, but the three of them stopped and didn't take a step forward.

At this time, a faint white halo began to appear on the East China Sea......

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