In the small blue lake, Jin Zishan, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, was sitting cross-legged. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As the owner of the Sword Washing Pool, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had sent more than thirty gold-level high-level disciples into the Sword Washing Pool, more than twice as many as the Heavenly Star Sect and the Soul Sect.

Among these more than thirty disciples, half of them are new disciples like Zifeng, who belong to the hope of the future of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the other half are like Jin Zishan, most of them are some old disciples.

Like Jinzi Mountain, it is already the second time to enter the sword washing pool.

Even in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, not everyone can enter the Sword Washing Pool, and the only way for old disciples like Jin Zishan to enter the Sword Washing Pool is to make meritorious contributions.

Jin Zishan himself was the son of an elder, and he served as a gatekeeper disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for ten years, and only then did he get a second chance to enter the Sword Washing Pool.

He was short and stocky, and he didn't look very old, but he was actually almost forty years old.

This time, if he can't break through to the platinum level, he will no longer be eligible to enter the Sword Washing Pool, and his cultivation path may also stop there.

He gritted his teeth, it was definitely unbearable for him.

He is willing to go to the shield to guard the sect for ten years, isn't it just for today?

He was excited, but he quickly regained his calm under the action of the lake, and in the dantian in his body, the sea of spiritual power was about to dry up, but he was happy.

The sea surface is ethereal and shining, like stars, and as the sea water decreases, the points of spiritual power are still rising.

Just one step away, Jin Zishan thought.

Ten years of hard work finally paid off at this moment, and for the first time, he was glad for his original choice.

The last drop of sea water dried up, and in the dantian, the stars in the sky were shining, and the golden mountain rose into the sky, opening his eyes, and the essence flashed in his eyes.

It was at this moment that he saw the black-robed man who was walking towards each step.

"Soul Sect?" Jin Zishan sighed softly, "Why are you here?" ”

The black-robed man didn't answer, and still walked slowly.

A bad premonition rose in Jin Zishan's heart, and the long sword was held in his hand almost at the same time as he asked, "Who the hell are you!" If you don't answer, you will blame me for being ruthless under the sword! ”

Seeing that the person who came still didn't mean to reply, Jin Zishan no longer hesitated, and the aura surged up the long sword and swung it down suddenly.

A huge sword roared towards the black-robed man from afar, and he was about to be cut off on the head.

A black crack cracked in the void, and the sword rays were sucked into it almost without the slightest resistance.

Jin Zishan looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, this kind of method of tearing the void, even his father, the platinum-level elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, could not do it.

"You're from the Soul Sect! What is your plan to sneak into the sword washing pool! Jin Zishan shouted, the uneasiness in his heart became heavier and heavier, hoping to rely on the name of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to make the other party restrain himself.

"You're talking too much nonsense." The black-robed man said impatiently, and the whole person disappeared in the eyes of Jin Zishan.

Jin Zishan was taken aback, the long sword danced almost instantly, swinging towards the sky and the earth, the instinct of the body was exerted to the extreme, and one after another sword rays were rapidly swung out, forming a white mang.

The heavens and the earth were quiet, except for the sound of the spirit sword whistling in his hand, there was no movement at all.

This was the best environment for cultivation, but at this time, it was terrifyingly quiet, and it became a nightmare that trembled in Jin Zishan's heart.

His hands kept moving, but his heart was thinking of a way quickly.

This is the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, as long as you find a way to notify the outside of the sect, all problems will be solved.

There seemed to be a slight sound in his ears, Jin Zishan was slightly startled, turned his head to look, and breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were empty, and there was no figure of a black-robed man.

Thinking about it, he thought too much, the black-robed man was obviously the costume of the Soul Sect, and the strongest person in the Soul Sect, Huang Lao Ghost, was still outside.

There was a sudden pain in his chest, and he looked down, only to see a pale arm passing through his body, and among his dry and slender five fingers, he was clutching a bloody thing, still beating.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and then he felt a gentle push and fell into the lake.

The black-robed man let out a sneer, took out a jade bottle from his arms, a black light hit the bottle, the bottle body trembled, and then, the lake under his feet rose to the sky and fell into the bottle one after another.

After a while, the lake under his feet dried up completely, and he was sucked dry and quiet by the vial.

The black-robed man shook the vial in his hand, inserted the willow branch into the bottle, and then turned around and flew straight towards the edge of the space.

In the completely dry lake, Jinzi Mountain, with a blood hole in his chest, was lying quietly on the ground, and the voice of the black-robed man was heard in the distance.

"I am the Impermanence of the Soul Sect."

The same events happened one after another in almost every spherical space, and Liu Yang still didn't know anything about it all.

He sat cross-legged in the small blue lake, rising and descending as the water rose and fell.

The sea water in the dantian is about to be completely exhausted, and the silver light spots are flickering endlessly, and the dragon and tiger roar can be faintly seen, the vermilion bird is crying, and the spirit turtle is up and down, which is the four spirit elephants of the four elephants of heaven and earth!

Liu Yang's eyes were closed, his mouth was silent, and his brain was extremely clear.

While controlling the Yuan Force around him, he carried out the initial wandering, and at the same time kept an eye on the movements in the dantian.

The medicinal power of the Four Elephant Pills of Heaven and Earth has been completely absorbed, and the image of the Four Spirits is a clear proof of complete absorption.

When the last drop of seawater in the Yuanli Sea evaporated and turned into tiny silver points of light and rose, the silver light flashed in the sky, like the Milky Way.

Almost at the same time, the four elephants roared and poured into the galaxy.

Liu Yang only felt that his body trembled, and the strength that had already stagnated in his body began to increase slowly!

Followed by a loud roar, Liu Yang's mind sank, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had arrived in another place.

In a slightly dilapidated village, some shirtless, straw hats, and strong men carrying hoes are walking in groups towards the outside of the village.

The sky is just faint, these croppers are going out to farm, Liu Yang thought.

He was slightly startled, this thought seemed to rise from the bottom of his heart, for no reason, as if he knew these croppers.

He looked down and was taken aback.

He was dressed in a very short riding coat, tattered trousers, and a pair of straw sandals woven by the village lady under his feet, revealing a few dirty toes.

The village lady? He was startled again, and then looked left and right:

Thatched houses, muddy roads, hens with a flock of chickens, cows mooing, sheep bleating, and the sound of reading seems to be loud not far away......

Where the hell is this? There seems to be some familiarity in my memory.

"Liu Yang! So you're hiding here, see if I can't beat you to death today! ”

A childish angry scolding came, Liu Yang raised his head, and saw a half-grown child, also wearing dirty clothes, waving his fists, and running towards him angrily.

His heart trembled, and he said in disbelief: "Xiao Sheng? (To be continued.) )