The white peaks of the mountains show smiling faces in the sun, and the lower half of the mountain is like an abyss, making people look only cold and dark at a glance.

The huge Qingyang Sect has been lively since the morning, and there are not a few people who leave the mountain in groups of three or two, and probably they will never come back.

The sect of cultivating immortals that countless people in the northwest once longed for, and there are no more people who worship them, although it is desolate, but it is also a kind of protection, which is the best result at present.

Although Yan Jiuxuan is here, but in the face of the behemoth of the Great Yan Imperial Family, it is still too weak, and the existence of the top combat power can already determine the future direction, and no matter how many other outer disciples there are, it will not play a big role. At this time, the most dangerous thing is the various immortal cultivation sects,

As for the wilderness, it is the safest existence in the world.

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On the unnamed peak.

Qin Yang woke up from his dream, and the black scroll automatically entered the Mud Pill Palace, stretching his body, and his body was comfortable.

Out of the low house, looking at the familiar Five Peerless Peaks, thinking that he was about to leave, a sadness welled up in his heart, after all, he had lived here for a long time.

Looking around, if you don't see Yan Jiuxi's figure, you can know that he is not there on purpose, and parting is always sad.

Qin Yang sighed lightly, coming from the silence, and going to the silence, boundless and barbaric, after all, he will have no home in the world.

Walking down the stairs of thousands of feet, walking on the stone road of the sect, I saw that the disciples in the sect left in groups of three or two from time to time, and no one laughed at their disloyalty, after all, this was the promise of the sect master himself, and they left behind except to maintain the determination of the sect to express their vow to live and die with the sect, the rest may be useless.

All the way down the mountain, five miles east, and then to Qingyang Town, at this time Qingyang Town was probably affected by the Qingyang Sect, and it seemed to be a lot more depressed, and there was a long time of shouting on the sparsely populated streets.

"Hey, why is he still here, what I heard from those sects that day should be from the Sword Pavilion", Qin Yang suddenly appeared in front of his eyes the sword-forging man he saw in the town that day, and he had a puzzle in his heart. Since it belongs to the Immortal Cultivation Sect, it should be returned to the sect at this time, what is the purpose of staying in this Qingyang Town.

Qin Yang stepped forward with doubts, the same position - the crossroads, the same scene - the black big sword stood upright in the black molten iron, the big man with sideburns sat calmly in front of the pot, and the sparse pedestrians pointed at him from time to time, he was unconscious, closed his eyes tightly and looked comfortable.

Qin Yang leaned up, looking at the boiling molten iron, only to feel a hot feeling on his face.

"It's really good concentration, it's so close, it's not afraid of the heat," Qin Yang said with emotion in his heart.

Suddenly, the flames at the bottom of the pot licked the bottom of the pot hard, the molten iron in the pot boiled more and more, and the black sword trembled slightly.

The sturdy man's closed eyes suddenly opened, his brows shrunk with a solemn expression, and he looked at the trembling sword in the pot and groaned slightly.

Qin Yang didn't know what to expect, and he became more and more curious.

"This little brother is from the Qingyang Sect down the mountain", suddenly the big man with sideburns turned his head to look at Qin Yang, with a smile on his face.

Qin Yang was shocked by the sudden questioning, he thought that this big man was a man of few words, but he didn't expect to take the initiative to talk.

"Hehe, the kid is coming down from the sect, the sect has encountered a great disaster, and the outer disciples who have not entered the Madhyamaka realm are of little use, so it is better to leave early", Qin Yang also replied with a smile, he did not hide the current situation of the Qingyang Sect, after all, it was already known to everyone, but he still retained a cautious attitude in the half-truth.

"Ao, look at the little brother's extraordinary bearing, he doesn't look like an ordinary disciple, he must not be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death", the big man with sideburns turned his head and continued to say in a tentative tone, without deliberate eyes, as if to dispel Qin Yang's vigilance.

In the face of the successive temptations, Qin Yang was alert, although he didn't know what this sideburns man wanted, he still instinctively awakened his sense of self-protection.

Qin Yang also had a smile on his face, and he couldn't see any clues, and replied: "Hehe, the kid is just an ordinary outer disciple, and the sect has given us permission to choose to stay, so we left on our own, I only hate the low combat power, it is not as good as the combat power of the Middle Realm, and it really has little meaning to the sect."

After speaking, Qin Yang's fourth-layer aura of the homogeneous realm slowly moved with his body, this age in the fourth-layer realm of the homogeneous realm of the Qingyang Sect is indeed not amazing, not even excellent.

Feeling the homogeneous aura around Qin Yang, the smile on the corner of the big man's mouth became stronger, in the eyes of others, Qin Yang seemed to be dispelling the fiery aura, but everything seemed to be seen through by this big man.

"Little brother doesn't have to be like this, I have no malicious intent, I stopped the little brother because maybe I have a fate with the little brother. Sword Pavilion, quite a fateful law, I also follow my heart, but I am a little abrupt", the sideburns man wiped his beard, his face was still smiling.

Seeing through this big man at a glance, Qin Yang was somewhat embarrassed, and could only smile with him, thinking in his heart that the other party took the initiative to confess the origin of the Sword Pavilion and didn't know what his intentions were.

At the same time, the doubts in his heart became even more suspicious, and then he asked: "I don't know what this big brother means, what is the saying that he is destined for me."

"Haha", looking at Qingyang's still nervous appearance, the big man with sideburns laughed twice and explained: "Little brother relaxes, what I said about fate is beneficial and harmless to the little brother, maybe it is still a big opportunity for the little brother."

"Chance?" Qin Yang was even more puzzled, and his nerves tightened.

"Yes, it is by chance, my Sword Pavilion disciples are all over the wilderness, and they are all carrying a sword that is a masterpiece of their lives, just like me, I left the sect three years ago and have not returned. It is to find a destined person for this black big sword, and those who are destined to hold the sword can enter my sword pavilion to participate in the triennial Xian Sword Conference."

"Xian Jian Conference"?

"Yes, at the Xian Sword Conference, my sect should sacrifice all the famous swords treasured by my Sword Pavilion, if there is a fate, you can obtain one of them, and finding a destined sword for the people of the world to cultivate immortals is the foundation of my Sword Pavilion."

"Cut, what you said is high-sounding, there is no free lunch in the world, who knows what the hell you are doing in the Sword Pavilion", Qin Yang was slandered in his heart, he didn't say much, and still greeted him with a smile.

"I don't know why my eldest brother saw that I have a relationship with this sword", Qin Yang pretended to be ignorant and continued to ask.

"Hehe, it is said that there is fate, it is because the little brother has a fate with the sword in the pot, and the iron watermark in the pot is boiling for you. The sword has a sword heart, and like a human, it can choose its own master. Today, I have the fate to meet my little brother, and it can be regarded as fulfilling my long-cherished wish for three years, and when this sword is given to you, I can also return to the sect."

The big man with sideburns looked relieved at this time, as if he had completed a difficult task.

"Ah", Qin Yang was really shocked this time, and he sent the sword without saying a word, what kind of path is this, is it possible that the brain circuits of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion are different from ordinary people.

Without waiting for Qin Yang to react, the big man rotated with one hand, and all the flames under the pot were extinguished, and without waiting for the molten iron in the pot to be still, he reached out for the hilt of the sword with his hand. The swords were touched, and there was no scream of burns. I saw that the big man's palms were red, as if he didn't know the pain.

Out of nowhere, he got a hammer and pliers, and the big man instantly turned into a swordsmith and beat him on the spot.

"When, when, when", the rhythmic thrashing is endless, and the sparks are shining.

Qin Yang saw it surprisingly, such a swift technique is indeed not something that ordinary people can do, striking iron on the street, but it is indeed too casual.

After a while, the big man hammered down, exhaled, raised a black long sword in his hand, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, as if he was quite satisfied.

"Little brother takes the sword".

"Ah", Qin Yang didn't have time to react, and hurriedly stretched out two fingers to make a gesture to catch the flying sword, for fear that the scorching sword body would burn his hands into roasted pig's trotters.

Just when Qin Yang's heart was palpitating, a heavy feeling entered his fingers, as if he was about to crush his fingers, but there was no burning sensation that he had thought of coming.

"Hey, it's cold", Qin Yang didn't know what the reason was at this time, he looked at the black long sword and was stunned, the originally scorching sword body was so beautiful after a beating, and it became cold.

Steady and domineering, black without a trace of patterns, regardless of the grade of the sword, this appearance alone is not something that ordinary products can have, the key is - this sword is given for nothing!

When the black sword arrived, the Chixiao Sword behind it seemed to have a sense, and it trembled slightly, if you want to say that this Chixiao Sword was given by Ouyang Dao, it is naturally not far off, and the sword that can make it feel threatened is at least comparable to it.

"Hehe, the little brother has inherited the sword, on the third day of the fifth month, the Sword Pavilion Xian Sword Conference, please be sure to be there, you only need to show his sword to enter the pavilion", the sideburns man said excitedly.

"That's the promise!" Qin Yang had the feeling of getting on a thief ship, but this big man was too resolute in doing things, and his methods were not like charlatans.

With a feeling of apprehension, Qin Yang continued: "The Great Yan Imperial Family is very ambitious, and now all the factions in the wilderness are in fear all day long, how can your faction still hold that Xian Jian Conference as scheduled, and are you not afraid that the Great Yan Imperial Family will come out to stir up the situation?"

"It's true that the Great Yan royal family is ambitious, but my Sword Pavilion doesn't ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and there is no dispute with the world, plus there are other reasons that are inconvenient to disclose, they won't move, the little brother just needs to go to the appointment when the time comes," the sideburns man patiently explained.

"Since this is the case, the kid won't say much, and dare to ask the eldest brother's honorable name", hearing the words of the big man with sideburns, Qin Yang relaxed slightly.

"The people of the Sword Pavilion have no name and no surname, if they go to the little brother of the Sword Pavilion and have something to look for me, just look for Jian Qi. The mountains are high and the water is long, little brother, we will see you in the Sword Pavilion", the big man with sideburns arched his hand, and after speaking, he took away the bits and pieces in front of him, and turned around and left without looking back.

"This is leaving, Jian Qi, what a strange name, people are as strange as their name. The sword that is given away casually is like this, how strong is the sword of the Xian Sword Conference", Qin Yang looked at the back of the big man with sideburns who came and went like the wind, and had a trace of interest in the Xian Sword Conference on the third day of the fifth month.

"In this case, seeing that you are all black, I will call you Hei Yao", Qin Yang thought like this, took the black long sword, and walked straight east out of Qingyang Town.