The sun and the moon flow, and time passed like an arrow.

More than three months have passed since Li Changan's retreat.

Li Changan exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his heart suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, only to feel that his five senses suddenly opened up, and everything in the outside world became extremely clear.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that everything in front of him had become so bright that he could clearly see everything within a few feet, and everything was in full view, almost completely under his control.

Outside the house, you can hear the sound of the wind blowing through the grass and the dead grass flying.

The absorbed aura, wandering among Li Changan's limbs and hundreds of remains, cutting hair and washing marrow, tempering the body, removing impurities, and expelling dirt from the body! .

And Li Changan felt that there seemed to be an eye in his body, he could clearly see everything in his body, from the five internal organs to the tiny blood veins, he could see clearly, a strange spiritual power was slowly flowing, nourishing his body;

Li Changan's five senses, including eye, ear, nose, tongue, and body, are integrated into one sense, which is the divine sense of an immortal cultivator; Li Changan's current life sense can only sense more than ten zhang away, but with the deepening of cultivation, the sensing range of divine consciousness will also be wider.

Li Changan looked at his body and found that the sea of qi at his dantian formed an ocean. A dazzling colorful bead on the sea of qi kept turning, and every time the bead turned, it would overflow a trace of spiritual power, which would be absorbed by Li Changan.

This colorful bead was forcibly stuffed into himself by the "Autumn Rain Immortal Emperor" when Kunlun was ten thousand people, and the colorful bead flew directly into his body at that time; with the passage of time, Li Changan gradually forgot this colorful bead; if it weren't for today's internal view, Li Changan would have thought that the colorful bead was digested by himself.

Li Changan stepped out of the room.

Looking at the clear blue sky, he inadvertently gave birth to a heroic aura in his chest.

It's spring again, and I'm looking at the dead grass on the meadow sprouts.

Li Changan didn't take a few steps before he saw three people lined up in a small line, he trotted over a few steps, and happily teased: "Senior brother, senior sister, are you so idle?

Zhao Lingyu was overjoyed when she saw Li Changan out of the customs, she bounced and trotted over and grabbed Li Changan's arm, "Little junior brother, you are out of the customs! I'm also bored, otherwise how could I be with the two of them." ”

Li Changan smiled and said, "If Senior Sister is bored, you can cultivate." ”

Zhao Lingyu shook off Li Changan's arm and said, "Cultivation is not fun, so I don't cultivate." ”

Qi Yingyun, under the leadership of Lu Ji, also walked over. He closed his eyes and asked into the air, "Junior Brother is out of the customs, what are you cultivating now?"

Lu Yi straightened Qi Yingyun's body, "Senior brother, you are in the wrong direction! ”

Qi Yingyun couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked at the burly Lu Er, "You talk a lot!

Looking at the three people who were making trouble, Li Changan was relieved and said to Qi Yingyun: "It should be about to build the foundation." ”

Lu He took a kick from Qi Yingyun, and he didn't feel any pain, "At the end of autumn next year, it will be the Sword Ceremony, junior brother hurry up and raise the cultivation for it, and when the time comes, we will be able to rely on you to win glory." ”

Zhao Lingyu turned his head and asked Lu He: "Second Senior Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Qi Yingyun snorted and said, "I told you to cultivate, but you didn't cultivate; Isn't it up to the junior brother to fight for a good ranking, and our Liuyun Pavilion still depends on you?"

Zhao Lingyu weakly defended: "I... My cultivation is higher than that of my junior brother, and I am now in the middle stage of foundation building!"

Qi Yingyun said: "With your lazy temperament, by the end of autumn next year, the cultivation of the junior brother will definitely be higher than yours." ”

Zhao Lingyu stared at Qi Yingyun viciously, then turned his head to Li Changan and said, "At the end of autumn next year, your cultivation may not be higher than mine!"

Li Changan's back was cold, and he felt a murderous aura.

Hearing the meaning of Qi Yingyun's words, he didn't seem to be ready to participate in the Sword Discussion Ceremony, Li Changan asked suspiciously: "Isn't the Sword Discussion Ceremony for everyone to participate?

Qi Yingyun smiled, "I can't control my strength, and if I go, it's easy to hurt people." ”

"Oh. "I heard Xiao Yichen say before that Qi Yingyun closed his eyes and divine sense to suppress the sword intent in his body, so he couldn't make a move easily.

Lu He said: "Little junior brother, your current cultivation is about to build a foundation, go to the sword mound of the Sword Pavilion after a while, and call for the sword." ”

Li Changan said: "My cultivation is still too low now, otherwise it will be a while later, and I will wait for my cultivation to be higher in the past." ”

Lu He explained: "The sword mound calls the sword, and it has nothing to do with cultivation, it mainly depends on your potential and cultivation, and whether you can get the approval of the sword mound burial sword." ”

When the little junior sister heard this, she took out a sword from the storage bag, this sword was engraved with clear golden lines, and the hilt of the sword fluttered with more than an inch of red silk, and the body was cast and thin in black iron, revealing a faint cold light, and the blade was extremely sharp, and the blade was like autumn frost.

Zhao Lingyu shook his sword at Li Chang'an, and showed off: "Little junior brother, have you seen it! My sword is called 'Red Ying', and it ranks one hundred and eighty-third among the million swords of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect." ”

Hearing this, Li Changan asked the doubts in his heart: "I've always heard people talk about the sword shrine ranking, what is this sword shrine ranking?"

Lu He explained to Li Chang'an: "The monks of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect will be buried in the sword mound of the Sword Casting Pavilion after they die, it has been three thousand years since the founding of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, and the monks of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect have forged swords, collected swords, and hidden swords for three thousand years, and a total of one million swords are buried in the sword mound with the deceased master; ”

Lu He took out the giant sword he was carrying and showed it to Li Changan: "My Pure Jun Sword is one of the matching swords of the former Sword Pavilion Master, after he died in battle, this sword was buried in the sword mound with him; ”

Lu He put the sword back behind his back and added, "Besides, my Pure Jun Sword ranks seventeenth among the million swords in the Houshan Sword Shrine. ”

Zhao Lingyu rolled his eyes and glanced at Lu Er, and said, "Second Senior Brother, if you don't replenish, you'll die!"

After listening to Zhao Lingyu and Lu Ji's words, Li Changan glanced at Qi Yingyun curiously, his senior brother claimed to be able to carry the crown for the Han Dynasty's swordsmanship. Li Changan asked, "What about Senior Brother, what kind of sword did Senior Brother summon, and what is the ranking?"

Qi Yingyun smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "The sword of the sword mound is indeed good, but I can't call out my favorite sword, so I have never matched the sword." ”

"Is that the sword? you can't even summon it, senior brother. ”

Qi Yingyun said the most domineering words in the most insipid language, "The one that ranks first in the sword mound." ”