Early Sunday morning.

In the Imperial Sword Villa, there are ten monks in the courtyard who practice swordsmanship here.

Three days ago, Zhang Yi had a major decision.

Three days later, Zhang Yi called someone to come to the meeting hall, Ling Xiaozi Zhang Feng, Lingxuzi Zhang Yi, and the two sat on the first seat, and a teenager stood in the center of the hall.

Dressed in a white robe and carrying a sword behind his back, the man stood respectfully in the middle of the hall.

Zhang Yi, who was sitting in the first seat, said: "Next, I have something to announce, that is, let Tang Yifan leave this villa. ”

Zhang Yi, who was sitting in the middle, looked at Tang Yifan and said.

As soon as Zhang Yi finished saying this, everyone present was taken aback.

Even Tang Yifan, who was standing in the center of the hall, was shocked.

"Yes, the apprentice knows!" Tang Yifan had no choice but to give up his hand and say.

Turning away, he walked out of the hall.

Tang Yifan had just walked out of the hall when suddenly, a monk who looked to be twenty years old ran over on the right.

"Senior Brother Tang, wait a minute, Master has something for you."

As he spoke, he ran to Tang Yifan and handed over a note.

This note reads: Yi Fan, go to Qingyun Cave, take the Yuanqing Sword, leave immediately, don't come back, don't come back.

In addition, in addition to a note, there is something that looks like a map.

After Tang Yifan finished reading, he turned his head to look at the hall, and there were some doubts in his heart, and then he strode away.

Zhang Yi and the three of them, after watching Tang Yifan leave, also went back to their rooms.

After Zhang Yi arrived at the room, he looked out the window.

At this time, a person walked in at the door, this person was Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng walked to Zhang Yi's side, looked at the worried Zhang Yidao.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you, you seem to have something on your mind?"

Zhang Yi waved his hand and said. "Nothing? It's just a little reluctant. ”

"Why?" Zhang Feng was puzzled.

"The villa is about to lose a genius, and it is also going to lose the first sword in the world, hey, I don't know who is a blessing or a curse." Zhang Yi sighed and said.

After hearing this, Zhang Feng was instantly stunned.

"Are you going to let that kid get something like that?" Zhang Feng asked.

"Okay, let's stop talking, let's go, go drink with me." Zhang Yi nodded slightly, and then opened the topic.

Zhang Yi was a little hesitant, but he still couldn't help his addiction to alcohol, so he had to follow.

At the same time, Tang Yifan was on his way to Qingyun Cave, which was on a Qingyun Mountain not far from the Imperial Sword Villa.

Tang Yifan quickened his pace, and after about half an hour, he came to the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

"This is Qingyun Mountain?"

Tang Yifan stood at the foot of the mountain, looking from afar, the top of the mountain was covered with clouds and mist, insects and birds were singing, and it was a place full of fairy spirit.

Tang Yifan found a path, walked in, walked for about twenty minutes, and came to an open field, in the center of the open field, there was a gossip map with a diameter of about five meters.

Tang Yifan walked to the center of the open field and looked around.

"It should be here, thanks to the map given by the master, otherwise I may not be able to find it even if I find a Year of the Monkey."

When I saw a hole, I walked in, walked a few steps, and found that there was a mystery hidden in this hole.

When he walked inside, Tang Yifan saw something shaped like an altar, with a sword stuck in the center.

Tang Yifan could feel the powerful aura fluctuations of this sword, exuding a faint aura from time to time.

Presumably this sword is the Yuanqing sword.

Tang Yifan looked at the sword happily, and when he stepped forward to take the sword, a voice came from around.

This voice sounds similar to that of a middle-aged man in his forties.

"Who is it! Dare to break into Qingyun Cave! ”

When Tang Yifan heard this voice, he hurriedly took a few steps back and arched his hand.

"The chief disciple of the Lower Spirit Xuzi, Tang Yifan."

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to get my sword." He bowed respectfully.

As soon as Tang Yifan finished speaking, the surroundings quieted down, and this quietness made Tang Yifan careful.

"Xiaoyou, next, let's see if you have fate."

After saying that, the voice gradually disappeared into the hole.

At this moment, a fierce wolf howl was heard all around, and several black shadows rushed out.

Tang Yifan looked at these black shadows, frowned, and said.

"Phantom wolf!"

Phantom wolves are fast, have high attack power, and low defense, and are agile and attack-oriented.

Looking at the coat color of these phantom wolves, their strength should be in the four-rank early demon realm.

The darker the coat color, the higher the strength.

The fur color of these phantom wolves is also light brown, and it can be judged that the strength is around the four-rank early demon realm.

These phantom wolves looked at Tang Yifan fiercely, ready to move, and at this time, the phantom wolf that took the lead pounced towards Tang Yifan.

The speed was very fast, and he came to Tang Yifan in an instant.

"Anode palm, broken!"

slapped it with one palm, and this phantom wolf was directly slapped out by Tang Yifan.

crashed into the rock wall not far away, and then, one after another, the latter rushed towards Tang Yifan.

Tang Yifan quickly dodged, and after gaining a firm foothold, he touched his back, pulled out a sword, and quickly recited the decision.

I saw that the sword in his hand was surrounded by blue-white lightning.

A sweep hit the phantom wolf.

Several phantom wolves were lying heavily on the ground, with lightning constantly bubbling from their bodies.

Unable to move, he kept screaming and convulsing.

Tang Yifan put away his sword and walked to the side of Yuan Qing Sword, who knows, as soon as he got close to Yuan Qing Sword, he was shocked back a few steps by a wave of spiritual energy.

Tang Yifan was lucky, walked to the side of the Yuan Qing Sword, and stretched out his hand to pick up the Yuan Qing Sword.

This Yuanqing sword, as if it was sucked by something, Tang Yifan was full of strength, but he still didn't pick it up.

So, he bit his middle finger and dripped out a drop of blood, which fell on Yuan Qing's sword.

I don't know if it will work, so let's try it first.

Tang Yifan muttered in his heart.

Miraculously, this Yuan Qing sword emitted a faint red light around it.

Tang Yifan frowned and looked at the sword.

"Cheng, succeeded?"

Then, the sword immediately flew out and landed in front of Tang Yifan.

"I'll go, this sword still has spirituality?"

Tang Yifan touched the Yuanqing sword, picked up the Yuanqing sword, and waved it a few times, which felt good.

Tang Yifan nodded with satisfaction.

Where the Yuan Qing sword was inserted before, a book appeared, Tang Yifan looked at the book curiously, turned it over and looked at it.

It turned out to be the sword spectrum and secret of the Yuan Qing Sword.

At this time, Tang Yifan understood why Master let him come here.

Such a good thing, don't don't want it in vain.

Next, put the ordinary sword behind your back in the sword slot.

Put Yuan Qingjian behind his back anyway, turn around and leave.

When I walked out of the cave, I found that the mysterious voice from before was also gone forever.

Tang Yifan walked on the road, thinking that he had obtained an artifact, and couldn't help laughing.

When he came to a junction, he thought of something.

I can't go back to Edgeworth Villa, and I don't know where to go?

Thinking of this, Tang Yifan stopped, looked around, and couldn't help sighing.

"Hey, forget it, let's go to the nearby town."

It was impossible to take a car, so I had to walk forward.

There is no car nearby, and even if you can get a car, you have a sword behind you, and the driver may not take you.