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Leisurely small building.

In just one day, under the strong control shown by Xuerou, the entire Xiaoyao Xiaozhu returned to its original appearance, of course, it is impossible to return to its previous appearance like some books.

In the quiet study, Xiaoyao and Xuerou sat opposite each other, and Bika slept soundly with Xiaoyao's shoulder. And the amethyst macaque looked like he was standing on the side obediently, this appearance reminded Xiaoyao of when he entered the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, and he couldn't help but feel funny in his heart. In the final analysis, the Amethyst Macaque is like a naughty child.

"Amethyst, Shizun asked you to stay in the Sword Sect for your own good, your current strength is still a little worse, the outside world is not suitable for you, when your strength is raised to the king level, then I will take you out."

"But ......"

"Good." Xuerou chuckled indifferently and pretended to be angry: "Otherwise, your third senior sister will be angry." ”

"Okay."

The amethyst macaque was full of frustration, and finally nodded slowly.

Seeing this, Xuerou Fang chuckled and turned his head to look at Xiaoyao, and chuckled: "Ninth Senior Brother, now that your Xuan Core has been condensed and formed, and your strength has also been raised to the second order, do you want to cultivate any sword technique?" ”

Hearing this, Xiaoyao was shocked.

Shizun once said that his future cultivation would be completed by the third senior sister, and the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, as a famous sword sect, was naturally more focused on cultivating swordsmanship. Although he had never seen the swordsmanship of his master, he was extremely shocked by the ice and snow swordsmanship displayed by the third senior sister in that shocking dream.

With that kind of swordsmanship, even heaven and earth can change it and be impressed by it.

But if it's your own.

Xiaoyao bowed his head in contemplation.

All of his basic points are all blessed with strength, and in terms of attack power, it can be said that there are almost no players in the same level who can surpass him, and even if you want to learn swordsmanship, you may only be able to learn this kind of sword that is famous for attacking.

Or rather, kill the sword!

Thinking of this, Xiaoyao finally figured out what kind of swordsmanship he wanted to learn.

"Third Senior Sister."

"Because of my special physique, my strength is extremely outstanding." Xiaoyao did not hide it, and directly revealed all the conditions of his body one by one, except for the talent of Tianyan, everything else was revealed, without the slightest concealment. And as he gave it all out, a look of surprise appeared on Xuerou's plain face.

"So you're the first to attack."

Xuerou pondered slightly, carefully thinking about what kind of swordsmanship was suitable for Xiaoyao.

The swordsmanship itself is light and flexible, but the addition of carefree points makes all this completely different, if he wants to learn a swordsmanship, he must have the right one. Otherwise, it is not possible to highlight the lightweight, flexible features.

"Quick!"

"Instant explosion!"

"Powerful Attack"

Xuerou frowned slightly, and that touch of softness was completely different from the person in the dream. Xiaoyao looked at the third senior sister in a daze, but her heart was full of doubts, what kind of past was hidden in her heart, which could make the third senior sister show such a look? In just two or three days, although it is not long, the third senior sister is kind and careful no matter who she talks to.

She is like this, full of the beauty of a female surname with a soft surname.

And she in the dream.

Indifferent, cold, like a proud and glamorous woman, lonely and proud.

"Do I have flowers on my face?" Slightly stunned, a light laugh suddenly sounded in his ears, and he couldn't help but laugh embarrassedly when he looked at the third senior sister who was looking at him curiously in front of him.

"Third Senior Sister, how is it, have you thought of it?"

In embarrassment, Xiaoyao hurriedly changed the topic and asked out loud.

Xuerou smiled softly, her face slowly became solemn, and there was a faint solemnity in her eyebrows, but it seemed that she was thinking about whether to say it or not.

"Third Senior Sister just say it!"

Xiaoyao saw it and said in a deep voice.

"Hmm."

"The swordsmanship in our Nine Heavens Sword Sect is basically based on lightness and speed. But your situation is completely different, junior brother, I thought about it before and after, and found that maybe there is only one swordsmanship suitable for you. It's just ......" Xuerou's tone hesitated, her expression struggled, and finally in the whole number, she sighed: "That's it, I'll take you there, it's up to you to decide." ”

"Okay."

Xiaoyao nodded suspiciously.

The two of them immediately walked out of Xiaoyao Xiaozhu, came to the space teleportation place, and the blood softly tapped the spatial coordinates, looked at the three words revealed on it with complicated eyes, and gritted their teeth and pressed it.

Suddenly.

The two of them disappeared and emerged from another area of the Nine Heavens Realm.

There was desolation in front of him.

A large area of dead grass and trees stood on the sandy ground, and around it was a huge valley, and the valley was full of dead grass and trees, like a dead place, full of desolation and dead silence.

There is a hole under the cliff of the valley.

The length and width of the cave entrance are about three or four meters, and the cliff on the cave is blurred by three scribbled characters.

"Flying Immortal Cave!"

Xiaoyao's eyes fell on this Flying Immortal Cave, and he immediately looked around. The desolation in front of him was beyond his expectations, and he was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that there would be such a desolate and lonely place in this spring-like Nine Heavens Realm. It is filled with the atmosphere of antiquity, as if it has been passed through the traces of time.

"Come with me."

Standing in front of this Flying Immortal Cave, Xuerou's expression became even more complicated, and she muttered: "Forty years ago, this was a veritable Flying Immortal Cave, and this valley was once known as the most beautiful valley in the Nine Heavens Realm, but with the change back then, what appears in front of you now is this scene. ”

Xiaoyao's pupils shrank suddenly.

Forty years ago again!

I don't know how many times I've heard about it forty years ago, but what happened forty years ago, and what is the connection? Xiaoyao felt a mystery shrouded in mystery, and in the dark, it seemed to be related to himself.

He looked pensive, trying to find out the relationship, but the blood in front of him was light and walked towards the Flying Immortal Cave, and the ground was lightly trampled, and there was a rustling sound.

Xiaoyao hurriedly followed.

In the Flying Immortal Cave, as soon as you enter, you feel a burst of darkness coming, and after a while, the surroundings are in a soft light, looking up, you find that there are transparent jade beads with a faint soft luster inlaid above the cliff of the Flying Immortal Cave, it is they that continue to sink into the depths of the cave, so that the entire Flying Immortal Cave is not extremely dark.

Xiaoyao was full of doubts

Ever since Xuerou entered the Flying Immortal Cave, she had become silent, and she had a complicated expression all the way forward.

Loose is to keep following.

The two remained relatively calm, and after walking for more than ten minutes, their eyes suddenly lit up. I saw a burst of intense light coming from the depths of the cave, and after a moment of advancing again, I found that I had come to a huge underground space. The space resembles an underground fortress, surrounded by stone walls imprinted with various mysterious runes.

The main hall was empty except for a sword stuck in the dark stone platform in the center. The runes on the surrounding stone walls resemble a figure, each holding a broken sword with a broken tip in its hand, dancing in the air, outlining traces.

It's just that.

As I gazed at it, I seemed to see that there were thousands of figures on this huge circular stone wall, some of which seemed to be linked to each other, and from a distance, there were seven huge figures formed by countless figures in a circle. The black shadow swept the sky, and the entire hall space seemed to be shrouded in a faint layer of black fog, and there seemed to be a figure emerging in the black fog, and the swaying dance steps were filled with incomparably gloomy and weird shapes.

"I'm dizzy!"

A sudden wave of dizziness struck, making it impossible for Xiaoyao to see the movements of the seven figures on the wall map.

Slender little hands brushed in.

The dizziness slowly dissipated, he looked up, and saw Xuerou looking worriedly, her face full of condensation: "This mural has the ability of charm, if you indulge in it, you are afraid that your soul will be devoured, remember not to indulge!" ”

Xiaoyao's eyes were solemn, and his heart was slight.