At night, everything is silent.

The disciples of Shushan have separate courtyards, and they do not live together, relying on the mountains to build attic courtyards, which are chic and elegant.

After all, cultivators pay attention to purity and stay away from noisy and chaotic places, so that they can enter the path of enlightenment.

Xu Yi sat in the courtyard, looking at the bright moon in the sky, sorting out everything that happened during the day.

The first is the poisoning incident, according to which the plot of the fairy sword has not really begun.

Moreover, the strength of the Qingwei old man in Shushan is probably around the Tribulation Period, and the other four elders are masters of the consummation of the Transformation Period.

As for Xu Changqing's strength in the late stage of Jindan, but looking at his age, he is only about twenty years old, but he has reached such a realm, he is indeed talented, and he is a good material for cultivating immortals.

"The system is a pit."

Xu Yi scolded in a low voice, a little embarrassed. Think about that damn mission, asking him to kill the Evil Sword Immortal, duel with the Supreme of the Demon Realm, and compete with the first general of the God Realm.

He is only a cultivator of a god, not even an immortal, so he participates in the troubled waters of the Three Realms, and the ghost knows if some gods and ghosts will jump out to trouble him at that time.

"Forget it, let's still cultivate. Find a time to improve your strength. ”

The breakthrough of cultivation to the tribulation period is the result of Xu Yi's thousand-year-old practice, and he has traveled through many worlds to realize the red dust, which should have come naturally.

Running the Taichu Sword Technique, the pores of the entire body opened, slowly absorbing the aura that was free between heaven and earth and gathering in the dantian, passing through the dantian and returning to the whole body meridians and limbs, flowing through the five internal organs, and finally running a great Zhoutian.

The Immortal Sword Plane is originally a world of immortal cultivation systems where gods and demons exist, and the aura contained in the air is naturally extremely rich.

After all, there are so many gods, demons, and demons placed there, if the heaven and earth do not have enough heaven and earth aura, they will not be able to support these mountain spirits and ghosts.

Except for the creatures born by nature, it is absolutely impossible for mortals to cultivate into immortals.

If Xu Yi spit out casually like this, he would absorb three or four percent more than in other worlds, and his cultivation efficiency would naturally be extremely fast.

There was no word all night, and the cultivators didn't have much concept of time, and time passed quietly and silently.

"Senior Brother Xu, please come to the mountain in front of the Lock Demon Tower."

"Senior Brother Xu, please come to the mountain in front of the Lock Demon Tower!"

In the midst of cultivation meditation, Xu Yi was woken up by a voice. Then he thought of something, and took something out of his bosom.

It is a small, delicate bronze mirror with a hexagonal frame on the outside.

The mirror is not made of what kind of material, the surface is engraved with mysterious grooves, and the top of the ancient mirror is inlaid with a green spar, which is bright and bright.

Suddenly, a burst of light emanated from the surface of the mirror, showing Xu Changqing's figure there, and behind him was the Shushan Lock Demon Tower.

"Roger." Xu Yi said in the mirror.

This communication device was handed over to him by Chang Yin yesterday, and it is also convenient to contact him down the mountain.

Then, Xu Yi got up, briefly freshened up, and went to the Lock Demon Tower.

In the early morning, everything recovers, and the rotation of heaven and earth repeats itself, which represents the beginning and new life.

As the first immortal cultivator in Shushan today, this scenery is naturally magnificent.

Especially in the morning, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and there is a clear air on the sky to fall, which makes Shushan righteous and majestic, and the evil retreats.

"Boom!"

Xu Changqing came to the long pavilion of the Lock Demon Tower Mountain early and settled down, and while waiting, he meditated and cultivated and absorbed the clear qi between heaven and earth gathered in Shu Mountain.

A white sword light swept by, and the clear sound continued, separating the clouds and mist on the mountain in the early morning, and it was only after a long time that it gradually closed and returned to its original state.

Feeling something strange, Xu Changqing opened his eyes, ended his meditation, and walked out of the long pavilion alone, and saw Xu Yi Yujian coming.

"Senior brother." Xu Changqing said.

"I've been waiting, brother." Xu Yi said with a smile.

I have to say that Xu Changqing is indeed a genius in cultivating immortals, both talented and diligent.

Just from afar, I saw him meditating and cultivating here silently. No wonder it will be the most promising immortal in Shushan in the past hundred years.

"I didn't come for long, taking advantage of the early morning when Shushan was at its most vibrant.

At this time, absorbing the turbid childish qi of heaven and earth is of great benefit to our generation of monks. Xu Changqing replied.

Xu Yi didn't say anything, because he felt extremely awkward about calling him senior brother all the time. Then he turned his head and set his eyes on the Lock Demon Tower that stood not far away.

Outside this lock demon tower, there is a sealing formation set up by the head of Shushan and the four elders, and it is impossible for the imprisoned demons to escape from the formation.

"Senior brother, what are you looking at?" Xu Changqing saw that Xu Yi didn't speak, but stared at the Lock Demon Tower, so he asked.

"I want to know how many youkai are imprisoned in the Lock Demon Tower!" Xu Yi said casually.

Hearing this, Xu Changqing's eyes suddenly became solemn, and he said slowly: "According to the door rules, Senior Brother Xu, Shushan disciples are not allowed to enter the Lock Demon Tower, and it is said that there are so many monsters in the Lock Demon Tower, I don't know how many there are.

Because of thousands of years, I don't know how many powerful demons have been sealed by our ancestors in the Lock Demon Tower.

Each of these demons is a demon king on the one side of the disaster, and some of them are not even opponents of me. ”

Xu Changqing's face was serious, because he already looked cold, so he felt like he was facing an old cadre at this time.

"I know that." Xu Yi said.

It is because there are countless demons imprisoned in the lock demon tower, and for thousands of years, they have accumulated endless resentment, and even resentment has turned into shape, which can confuse people's hearts.

If an ordinary disciple approaches within three zhang of the Lock Demon Tower, he will have distracting thoughts, and the demons in his heart will be born, and those who fall into the depths may be completely wasted, lose their mental strength, and lose their longevity.

Xu Yi retracted his gaze, in fact, he had just used the Heavenly Eye faintly, and he found a cloud of turbid purple-black qi at the top of the Lock Demon Tower.

This mass of purple and black qi is a collection of resentment and desire, and it is the most filthy and negative energy body in the world.

It takes the desires and emotions of the infinite demons of the entire Lock Demon Tower as food, and it is about to be completed when it continues to transform.

"Hey, this evil sword immortal is really a trouble, you can't kill it at all!" Xu Yi thought to himself.

Xu Changqing is inexplicable, he is a cultivator himself, and his six senses are amazing.

He just clearly felt that Dao Xu Yi's mood was constantly shifting and changing.

Suddenly excited, suddenly low, suddenly very contradictory and complicated, anyway, he can't see through it.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time."

Suddenly, Xu Yi swept away the depression in his heart, and with his lazy character, he didn't want to bother to think about it.

"Let's go, brother." Xu Yi said.

"Okay, without further ado." Xu Changqing replied.

The two of them used their swordsmanship at the same time, and they stepped on the flying swords in the most handsome posture, shining brightly, and left in the direction of Yuzhou City in the east.

At this time, on the top of Shu Mountain, at the entrance of the main hall of the Qingxu Palace, the old man of Qingwei stood with his beard stroking, looking into the distance, thoughtful.

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