In the ruins of the 'Zengcheng', accompanied by illusory ripples, the figure of the pastoral path appeared in front of the three of them. Shi Ling'er and Li Ningyang were naturally excited when they saw that Mujing Lu was unharmed. And Lu Wu looked at the unharmed pastoral path, but his face was a little strange.

"How can this be?" Lu Wu muttered to himself with some distraction: "Since you have already walked out of the illusion realm, it has been confirmed that Brother Mu is the heir of Xuanyuan, why has there been no change in cultivation at all?"

"What do you mean?" Li Ningyang looked at Lu Wu suspiciously, a little puzzled.

Lu Wu didn't pay attention to Li Ningyang, just kept shaking his head to himself, and then his figure disappeared in place in a flash, and then appeared in front of Mu Jinglu.

"Did the previous thunderstorm appear because of Brother Mu?"

When Mu Jing Lu came out of the illusion, he had already discovered Lu Wu and the three of them, Lu Wu suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and Mu Jing Lu did not feel the slightest strange. Facing the question on Lu Wu's face, Mu Jinglu did not hide it, and nodded with a chuckle.

"Then why..."

While Lu Wu asked, Li Ningyang and Shi Ling'er also came to the front of Mujing Road. Mu Jinglu looked at the puzzled expressions of the three people, still chuckling, but he didn't have the slightest intention of answering.

Suddenly, Mu Jinglu's face changed, his face was a little red, and then he stepped past Lu Wu and the others, and said in a deep voice: "Let's talk about it when we go back." ”

The change in the expression of the pastor road made the three of them more and more confused. Before the three of them could speak, the entire 'Zengcheng' suddenly rumbled and trembled.

With a loud bang, a golden light flashed, and in the ruins of the uppermost layer of 'Zengcheng', a long sword with golden light suddenly burst out, leaping above the heads of Mujinglu and the others, and then hovering in mid-air.

While circling, the golden sword was still trembling, making a buzzing sound, expressing a very strong sense of excitement.

"The hosts. The crisp child's voice remembered in Mu Jinglu's mind: "Quick, sacrifice the broken sword!"

Bai Xuan's voice made Mu Jing Lu slightly stunned, and after a little thought, his right hand shook, and a long sword with a black and white sword with a Taiji diagram on the hilt appeared in Mu Jing Lu's hand.

After the long sword appeared, it trembled in the hand of the pasture road, as if it wanted to break free from the pasture road. Mu Jinglu frowned with some dissatisfaction, looked down at the long sword in his hand, and then decisively let go of his right hand.

Without confinement, the long sword in Mu Jinglu's hand suddenly let out a clear sound, and then flew into the air. After the sword flew into the air, it suddenly calmed down.

After calming down, the Taiji diagram on the hilt of the long sword suddenly expanded, wrapping the entire long sword. The enlarged Taiji diagram is not fixed, but grows and decreases with a certain rhythm, as if it is breathing.

After a few transformations, the Taiji diagram shrank suddenly, and all of it was submerged in the long sword, and then it showed the appearance of the previous Xuanyuan broken sword.

Mu Jinglu watched the changes in the long sword in mid-air, and his brows furrowed more and more.

In addition to the often uncontrolled Wuzang spiritual power in his body and the Buddha qi that he didn't know how to deal with, now there was another mutated long sword that was not under his control. can't be under his control, Mu Jinglu's face is very ugly.

The moment Xuanyuan's broken sword body was revealed, the expression that changed the most was naturally Lu Wu. Lu Wu suddenly knelt on his knees, prostrate on the ground reverently, and finally kept muttering in a language that Shi Ling'er and Li Ningyang couldn't understand.

Li Ningyang and Shi Ling'er looked at each other suspiciously, each shook their heads in confusion, and then set their eyes on the pastoral path with their back to them.

"Bai Xuan, what's going on?" Mu Jinglu sank his divine sense into the sea of knowledge, and then floated in the air of the sea of knowledge, asking in a deep voice in the void of the sea of knowledge.

A burst of white light flashed, and Bai Xuan appeared in the sea of knowledge on the pasture road. Bai Xuan respectfully hugged his fists at Mu Jinglu, and said with some trepidation: "Master, the Xuanyuan Sword is the ancient Yellow Emperor's sword, and when you encounter the Xuanyuan Sword fragment, it will merge with the fragment independently, and it is not controlled by me. ”

"Huh?!" Mu Jinglu's brows furrowed even tighter, and he said in a deep voice, "So, Xuanyuan Sword may regenerate sword spirits?"

Bai Xuan was stunned by the question of the pasture path, raised his head and looked at the pasture path, and still said respectfully: "The master is too worried." Bai Xuan was born in response to the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, and he is the sword spirit of Xuanyuan Sword that will remain unchanged for life. Even if the Xuanyuan Sword was a holy sword, it was impossible for a sword spirit to appear again. ”

Hearing this, Mu Jinglu nodded suspiciously, and then stared at Bai Xuan like that. Bai Xuan looked at his master's seemingly indifferent gaze, but his heart was beating hard.

"The Xuanyuan Sword is the ancient immortal gods, and the whole piece of spiritual bronze on the mountain is cast by the Yellow Emperor. The spiritual bronze of the first mountain is the head of the spiritual bronze above Xuanwei. Even without my existence, under the mutual induction of the spirit copper, the fragments of the Xuanyuan Sword will be found on their own when they encounter the Xuanyuan Broken Sword. ”

This so-called spiritual copper, I'm afraid it's about to become a refinement. Mu Jinglu secretly exclaimed, but his face was expressionless, still indifferent.

"What happened to the 'Xuanyuan Sword' that flew out of the 'Zengcheng'?"

Bai Xuan once again respectfully bowed his hand to the pasture path and said, "The 'Xuanyuan Sword' in the air is the 'Xuanyuan Sword' obtained by the master in the Illusory Blood Pool. Each fragment of the Xuanyuan Sword has the ability to transform into the full body of the Xuanyuan Sword. However, the 'Xuanyuan Sword' that the master obtained at that time was just a fantasy. ”

Perhaps to verify Bai Xuan's words, the dazzling golden long sword in mid-air suddenly flashed with golden light, faded the transformation of the 'Xuanyuan Sword', and returned to the original fragment appearance.

Although Mu Jing Lu was talking to Bai Xuan in the sea of knowledge, Mu Jing Lu was watching what was happening in the outside world. When the golden light shone, the divine consciousness of the pastoral path had already withdrawn from the sea of consciousness, and almost all of his attention was transferred to mid-air.

After the golden sword recovered into fragments, it didn't stop at all, and sped towards Xuanyuan's broken sword at a faster speed. In the blink of an eye, the fragment slammed into Xuanyuan's broken sword, which was calmly floating in the air.

When the broken sword collided with the fragment, a ripple spread out in all directions. The ripples quickly swept over the pasture road and the others below, it seemed to be silent, and it seemed to be rumbling, this strange feeling made the four people on the pasture road a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the Xuanyuan Sword and fragments that were fusing in mid-air, Mu Jinglu felt a little anxious.

Mujing Lu was not anxious about whether Xuanyuan's broken sword and the fragment could be successfully fused, but the strangeness from the 'Shenting Acupoint' made Mujing Lu a little frightened in his heart.

When he walked out of the illusion, the pastoral path had already discovered the strangeness of the 'Yin Yang Divine Court'. It's just that as soon as he got out of the illusion and returned to the 'Zengcheng' full of spiritual energy, the 'Yin Yang Divine Court' had already begun to operate independently, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy that was floating nearby.

Not only that, but under the drive of the 'Yin Yang Divine Court', even the 'Tanzhong Acupoint' and the 'Dantian Acupoint' began to absorb the surrounding aura independently. Although the speed is not as fast as that absorbed by the 'Yin Yang Divine Court', the operation of the three major points together is even faster than the speed at which the pasture path meditated and actively absorbed the spiritual energy.

And the appearance of Xuanyuan's broken sword and fragments made the Mujing Road unable to sit down and refine the aura absorbed by the three major apertures for the time being, and made the three major apertures of the Mujing Road continue to expand.

The abundant aura makes Mu Jinglu involuntarily want to run the 'Cycle of Life and Death' to refine the aura and break through the cultivation. But at this time, Mu Jinglu couldn't cultivate with peace of mind, so he had to suppress the desire in his heart fiercely, just like seeing a naked beauty lying in front of him, and he was so suffocated that Mu Jinglu was really uncomfortable.

But fortunately, the fusion of Xuanyuan's broken sword and fragments did not last as long as Mu Jinglu feared.

Except for the fragment that erupted with golden light once, when the fragment merged into Xuanyuan's broken sword, nothing unusual happened. After the fragment came into contact with the Xuanyuan Broken Sword, the Xuanyuan Broken Sword grew to two feet and seven inches, which was slightly longer than the average short sword.

The Xuanyuan Broken Sword that grew seemed to be breathing, and the soft pale golden light on the sword body kept shrinking one by one. In this way, it lasted for a stick of incense, and the golden mangs on Xuanyuan's broken sword suddenly shrank, and the Taiji diagram appeared again, wrapping Xuanyuan's broken sword.

After a few more breaths, Tai Chitu retracted back on top of the broken sword again, recovering the black and white appearance of the broken sword. Mu Jinglu raised his right hand, grabbed it lightly, and returned to Mu Jinglu's hand with a broken sword.

The broken sword has not changed much, except that it has grown a little, and the patterns on the sides of the sword body and hilt have also become much clearer. In addition to the change in appearance, Mujinglu can also faintly feel a faint coercion from the current broken sword. It seems to be a royal road, like a holy road, and it also seems to be a killing intent, in short, it makes the pastoral path feel a little weird.

The vision disappeared, and Lu Wu, who had been prostrate on the ground just now, stood up as if nothing had happened, and gently patted the dust on his body with an indifferent expression.

"Luzi, isn't the Xuanyuan Sword in Liu Zhen's hands?" Shi Ling'er came to the side of Mujing Lu and asked a little strangely. Mu Jinglu looked at Shi Ling'er, and then chuckled: "The truth can be distinguished, and it is not distinguishable." Whether it's true or not, we'll find out later. ”

Although Mu Jinglu did not admit it, from Mu Jinglu's confident and determined eyes, Shi Ling'er was able to determine that the broken sword in Mu Jinglu's hand was the real Xuanyuan Sword.

Li Ningyang didn't speak, but his eyes were shining.

Lu Wu took a step forward, came to the pasture path, and chuckled, "Go back?"

"Well, go back!" Mu Jinglu nodded, his expression a little grateful. Although he was inexplicably thrown into the illusion by Lu Wu before, not only was there no danger, but it also made the pastoral path so rich, and the pastoral path road no longer had the anger in his heart when he first entered the illusion.

After that, Lu Wu's figure flashed and disappeared outside the 'Zengcheng'. Mu Jinglu felt the restlessness of the 'Yin Yang Divine Court', and he didn't dare to delay, and the waves under his feet were frequent.