Chapter 011: Ten Thousand Swords
The ancient long sword suspended in front of Feng Rui's eyes was undoubtedly the ancient sword of Zhuxian that had been powerful in the world for hundreds of years, making everyone in the Demon Sect hear about it!
The form of the ancient sword of Zhuxian is ancient and slender, the sword body and the hilt are integrated, the material is like a stone not a stone, like a jade not a jade, it looks ordinary, just like an ordinary stone sword, the lines on the sword body are horizontal, and the faint cracks are horizontal on the sword body, as if the ancient sword will be broken at any time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Feng Rui walked to the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, slowly stretched out his right hand, and landed on the hilt of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.
"Boom!"
There was a thunderclap in his ears, and Feng Rui shook violently.
At the moment when Feng Rui's hand touched the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, the lightning on the sky was chaotic, the wind and clouds were rolling, and the phantom moonlight on the sky was magnificent, and the colorful lights were non-stop, converging into a huge pillar of light, falling from the sky, enveloping Feng Rui's figure.
"Ah......h
On the altar, seven colorful pillars lit up at the same time, and the pillars of light were like dragons, churning vigorously in mid-air, as if they were cheering and roaring.
Feng Rui slowly raised the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword, as the ancient sword rose, the wind and clouds on the sky dome rotated more and more rapidly, and the colorful qi sword that represented the peerless power of Zhu Xian suddenly appeared, looking at the world, unstoppable!
Around the Heavenly Giant Sword, under the light of the phantom moonlight, rows of huge golden fonts slowly appeared in the empty void world.
Each word is as high as a hundred feet, and it is spectacular to go straight down from the sky to the ground.
Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!
"The Fifth Book of Heaven!"
The rows of golden fonts that suddenly appeared were none other than the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven.
Feng Rui's eyes swept over the font, and quickly memorized the content in his heart, and after writing down all the contents of the book that day, Feng Rui put down the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.
After Feng Rui put down the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, the pillars of light around him dissipated, the lightning on the sky converged, and everything returned to its original appearance.
Feng Rui put the Zhuxian Ancient Sword back in its original position, he didn't have the heart to peep at the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, although the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was the first divine weapon in the Zhuxian plane, and its quality was equivalent to a medium-grade magic weapon, but the majestic evil qi contained in the sword was not suitable for him.
"Fierce aura!"
Feng Rui suddenly frowned, just as he held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, in this short moment, there was obviously a fierce aura eroding his body.
The ancient sword of Zhuxian is amazing, although it cannot be compared with the ancient sword plane Burning Silence Sword, but it will devour the mind of the sword holder like the Burning Silence Sword.
Fortunately, the exercises of Tianyun City have a restraining effect on the evil qi, and as soon as the fire nirvana gong works, the evil qi is easily expelled by Feng Rui.
After getting the fifth volume of the Heavenly Book, Feng Rui didn't stay in the Phantom Moon Ancient Cave for long, after all, the movement just now was so big, I am afraid that it has already alarmed the entire Qingyun Gate.
"Who?"
As soon as Feng Rui walked out of the Phantom Moon Ancient Cave, a figure flew in front of him.
The person who came was an old man, dressed in a simple and unpretentious green robe, with long hair that seemed to be shrouded in a layer of white frost, and his weather-beaten face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were extremely bright.
Sensing the old man's cultivation, Feng Rui instantly guessed who the person was, and there were people who cultivated in the entire Qingyun Gate, and it seemed that there was only Wan Jianyi who guarded the ancestral hall of the ancestor of the Qingyun Gate.
"You're Wan Jianyi, right?"
Feng Rui stood with his hands in his hands, a smile appeared on his face, although he was asking, his tone was extremely affirmative.
"Who are you?"
The old man is naturally Wan Jianyi, and after being called out by Feng Rui, Wan Jianyi's eyes couldn't help shrinking.
Because in the entire Qingyun Gate, the only person who knew that he was not dead was Dao Xuan Zhenren, and he didn't understand how the person in front of him knew his identity.
"It doesn't matter who Poor Dao is, what matters is that Poor Dao has no ill will towards Qingyunmen."
"Since there is no malice, then why sneak into the Phantom Moon Cave?"
Regarding Feng Rui's words, Wan Jianyi would not believe it.
Feng Rui didn't hide it, and said bluntly.
"Naturally, I borrowed the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven."
"Book 5 of the Book of Heaven......"
Wan Jianyi naturally knew what the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven was, it was the Qingyunmen Zhenzong Supreme Treasure Zhuxian Ancient Sword, and in the original book, he told Zhang Xiaofan that the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was the fifth volume of the Heavenly Book.
Feng Rui suddenly looked up into the distance, he sensed several strong aura, and quickly rushed towards this place from afar.
Feng Rui was not in a hurry to leave, with his current cultivation, as long as he was not facing the Zhuxian Sword Formation, no one in the entire Qingyun Sect was his opponent.
"Who trespassed into the Phantom Moon Cave......"
A moment later, several sword lights fell, and five figures appeared in the open space thirty meters away from the ancient cave.
It is the first seat of each peak headed by Daoxuan Zhenren and Cangsong Daoren, and the first seat of the seven veins has been all together except for Tian Buyi and Zeng Shuchang.
"Taixuan Dao Chief."
When he saw that it was Feng Rui, Master Shuiyue looked incredulous.
"Humph! I said he was from the Demon Cult, but you didn't believe it. ”
Cangsong Daoren had an expression that he had known this, and snorted coldly.
Feng Rui glanced at Cang Song lightly, his eyes were indifferent and indifferent, as if he was looking down on a hanging beam clown.
"Noise!"
As Feng Rui's words fell, Cangsong Daoren was shocked, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, obviously injured by Feng Rui's voice.
Although Feng Rui's injuries have not healed, he is also a monk of the Yuan Shen Period.
And Cangsong's cultivation is only comparable to the middle stage of Jindan, Feng Rui intends to target him, how can he not be injured.
Seeing Feng Rui's sound of shaking the Cangsong Dao people, the eyes of the rest of the people couldn't help shrinking, none of them thought that Feng Rui's cultivation was so terrifying.
Even Dao Xuan Zhenren was shocked at this time.
Because even if he can easily defeat Cangsong, it is absolutely difficult to hurt Cangsong with a bang.
"Wan ...... Senior Brother Wan......"
Cangsong Daoren didn't care about his injuries, he didn't even wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were fixed on the old man who was facing Feng Rui.
Although Wan Jian has now turned into an old dragon clock, Cangsong Dao people still recognize it at a glance.
"Fellow disciples, it's been a long time."
Seeing that Cangsong Daoren recognized himself, Wan Jianyi did not evade it again.
"Wan ...... Senior Brother Wan. ”
Master Shuiyue stared at Wan Jianyi.
"It's really Senior Brother Wan!"
Except for Dao Xuan Zhenren, the rest of them all had shocked expressions on their faces, after all, they had witnessed Wan Jianyi on the Yuqing Palace, in front of himself and others, towards the end of his life.
Now Wan Jianyi appeared alive in front of himself and the others, and they even thought that they were hallucinating.
"Ahem."
Feng Rui didn't have an injury, but coughed to remind them.
After all, the protagonist who is good and dignified suddenly becomes a passerby, which is simply unbearable. (To be continued.) )