"I wonder if Daoist Qingsong has ever heard of the Xuanyuan Sword?"

When this question was asked, Ji Letian's eyes couldn't help but stare at it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In his previous life, he heard that a high-level spiritual weapon had been unearthed at the base of Huangshan, which triggered a great battle between the eight peaks, and many strong people fell, and even almost broke through the mountain gate by the demon beast army.

That is also a prerequisite for the establishment of the Huangshan Base Elder Group and the arbitration of things between the Eight Great Peaks.

And according to the reviews of some immortal cultivators who participated in this big event afterwards, the high-level spiritual weapon that disappeared in the end was a sword.

In the end, after the retrospective restoration of the good deeds, an astonishing guess was drawn.

In view of the history and legend of Huangshan, that high-level spiritual weapon was likely to be the Xuanyuan Sword rumored in ancient times, otherwise it would not have caused dozens of Ning Dan period powerhouses to rob wildly. You must know which Ning Dan stage powerhouse does not have one or two spirit weapons, if it is an ordinary spirit weapon, how can it enter the eyes of those strong people, let alone cause such a big fight.

It should be said that this speculation is still very reliable.

Now that the Eight Great Peaks have not yet been established, and the highest cultivation of the Huangshan base is only the Winning Zimo of the early stage of the second order, if Ji Lotian can get that legendary artifact, he definitely doesn't mind a big killing.

Since ancient times, the Xuanyuan Sword has always been deified by people, and its power is by no means comparable to ordinary spiritual weapons, and it may even be at the level of immortal weapons, which makes people not be tempted by it.

"Xuanyuan Sword? Could it be the sword of the Son of Heaven cast by Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor in ancient legends and praised by generations? ”

After listening to Ji Letian's question, Qingsong Dao was shocked and asked in surprise.

For the history of the human race, the Qingsong Dao people, who have lived for hundreds of years, still have a little research.

"Yes, have you heard of it?"

Looking at the shock of Qingsong Daoren, Ji Letian was not surprised at all, and asked again, with immortal power surging in his eyes.

With such an artifact, Ji Letian didn't think that Qingsong Dao would answer honestly.

"Xiaodao has been in this Yellow Mountain for more than 500 years, and I have never seen the Xuanyuan Sword."

Shaking his head, Qingsong Daoren replied affirmatively.

"Well, thank you for your doubts."

With a squint in his eyes, Ji Letian was obviously a little disappointed with this answer, but it was also expected.

Calculating the time, the Eight Great Peaks Rebellion was also more than twenty years later, and the time when that high-level spiritual weapon was born was still very early, and it was not too late to come and get it again. As for whether there will be friction with the Eight Great Peaks, Ji Letian, who was reborn, did not have the slightest fear and cared.

got the answer he wanted, Ji Lotian picked up the fainted Ying Zimo and disappeared into the night.

Watching the back of that human disappear into the darkness, Qingsong Daoren couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The three-dimensional screen is broken, the image is dissipated, and the fluorescence is flying.

The welcome pine shook with the breeze and sprinkled a piece of fluorescence.

Where the fluorescence landed, a faint golden light dispersed, and then quickly disappeared, being covered by countless fluorescences.

"Whew..."

Slowly breathing a sigh of relief, Ying Zimo opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, and looked at the room he was in, his eyes quickly changed from blank to sharp.

"Wake up."

Ji Letian, who was sitting on a mahogany chair, lowered his head and stroked a branch in his hand, and asked in a cold voice.

When the other party came out of the side hall, Ji Lotian had already discovered the other party, but he didn't expose it on the spot. It wasn't until the Qingsong Dao people were brought out that Ji Le beat the other party unconscious.

"Ah, I... Brother Lu, why am I here? ”

Ying Zimo, who heard the voice, was startled, turned his head to look at the figure on the chair, and said with a little stammer.

Recalling the picture before he fell into a coma, Ying Zimo's heart was full of shock.

At the wine table before, Ying Zimo, who was not completely drunk, sensed Ji Letian's abnormal movement, so he followed curiously.

Unexpectedly, Ji Letian, who was originally somewhat evenly matched, actually stood in front of the welcoming pine and moved inexplicably.

Ying Zimo, who couldn't see the illusion at all, was surprised, but he didn't hide his body well, and was lured out by the other party's deception.

It's just that the next plot development was completely beyond his expectations.

Before he could explain, Ying Zimo's eyes were dark, and he was unconscious, and the last thing he saw before he fell into a coma was the other party's light hand.

Is there any mistake, the other party was able to kill him so easily, so when he danced the sword in the side hall before, it was completely amusing him?

He was lucky to win Zimo, and his strength had surpassed everyone else, but he didn't expect that someone would be able to kill him in seconds.

How could there be such a powerful human being in this world?

Looking back now, Ying Zimo, who subconsciously touched his neck, was still full of shock and horror. If the other party had been ruthless, he would have already gone to see Hades.

Under the agitation of the mood, the indifference that Ying Zimo originally maintained was gone.

It is said that before the end of the world, he was a junior in college, and he awakened his talent by chance, where did he come from to see through the indifference of the world.

It's just that he is not good at words, he doesn't want to communicate with others, and disguises his appearance with indifference, so that he gives outsiders the impression that no one can enter.

In the face of Ji Letian, who was too strong himself, how could Ying Zimo keep his indifference.

"You can only exert great power when you are chanting poetry?"

Without answering the other party's question, Ji Lotian asked lightly.

Although he understands the inheritance of the other party, Ji Lotian still won't break it directly. The secret of his own inheritance of the Poetry Sword Immortal will never be known to outsiders.

"yes. How do you know? ”

After listening to the other party's question, Ying Zimo replied casually, and then was suddenly startled, looking at the other party with his eyes open.

If it was an old member of the Yizi Troupe, Ying Zimo felt that the other party knew the source of his strength, and he would not feel strange. Anyway, when he was dealing with zombies and saving survivors, he didn't hide his strength at all.

But this new teammate has never fought alongside him at all, plus they have been staying together since the day, and no one has ever mentioned him.

Even in the previous sword competition, Ying Zimo never used his true strength, how did this new teammate know.

"Do you want exercises to quickly improve your strength?"

Ignoring the other party's boring question, Ji Letian's seductive voice sounded in the other party's ears.

There are no other exercises, relying solely on the inheritance of the Poetry Sword Immortal, Ying Zimo's cultivation can reach the early stage of the second order, and it is estimated that it is also the blessing of the first three nights of the last days.

Although the power of the Poetic Sword Immortal Inheritance increases with the strength of the inheritor, the premise is that the strength of the immortal cultivator itself increases.

In the last days, the immortal cultivators who stepped on the **** luck all obtained the inheritance of the poetry and sword immortal in the recitation of poetry, and the process and result were quite rough, and there was no complete cultivation system at all.

Of course, these lucky ones are definitely much better than the rest of the survivors, at least the dantian was opened when the end of the world came, and after three nights of transformation in the end times, they could basically reach the second-order cultivation level.

Such a starting point is naturally a lot higher than the rest of the survivors, and even much higher than those survivors who were born with the awakening attribute. Since this is the case, in the days that followed, the chances of the inheritors of the Poetry Sword Immortal to obtain all kinds of immortal fate were much greater than ordinary people.

However, at this moment, Ji Letian didn't see any traces of practicing the rest of the exercises on Ying Zimo's body at all. Otherwise, in the previous sword competition, Ying Zimo, who did not use the inheritance ability of the Poetry Sword Immortal, only caught him a few moves, and he was powerless, which made Ji Letian's calculation deviate a lot.

"Really?"

Listening to Ji Letian's words, Ying Zimo's eyes widened angrily, and he asked excitedly, instantly leaving his previous doubts behind.

"Of course, you take a look at this first."

Throwing over a gold-based exercise jade slip, a smile appeared at the corner of Ji Letian's mouth.

With such a Shi Jian Immortal inheritor in front of the stage, Ji Lotian had the idea of booby-trapping the rest of the inheritors. You must know that even Ji Lotian himself, when he used the inheritance ability of the Poetry Sword Immortal, no outsiders knew his true ability.

The inheritors of the Poetry Sword Immortal are scattered in the north and south of the world, and no one knows how many people have inherited the inheritance of the Poetry Sword Immortal.

Ying Zimo showed his inheritance in such a high-profile manner, and the rest of the inheritors of the Poetry Sword Immortal who were aspiring to become a sword immortal would definitely come over to talk to him about life, and at that time it was Ji Letian's chance to make a move.

"What is this?"

Holding the brain nucleus of this zombie that he had absorbed on weekdays, Ying Zimo asked suspiciously.

In the past, Ying Zimo, who consumed too much, would absorb energy from these zombie brain nuclei, but the amount of energy absorbed each time was not much.

What does it mean that the other party gave him a zombie brain nucleus?

"Absorbed it."

Putting down the branch in his hand, Ji Lotian looked at it intently.

"Oh......"

was swept away by the other party's eyes, and Ying Zimo subconsciously obeyed the other party's orders.

His immortal power had just entered the immortal core, and before he could absorb the energy according to the method he usually groped out, a powerful message came directly to his brain.

Quenching ......

I don't know how long it took, when Ying Zimo came back to his senses, he looked at the man sitting on the mahogany chair with a shocked face, and then knelt down with a plop: "Thank you, master." ”

"I don't take apprentices."

With Ji Letian's words, a stream of air rose out of thin air, holding up Ying Zimo's body.

Although the other party is the inheritor of the Poetry Sword Immortal, and he has some relationship with him, he is not qualified to be his apprentice Ji Letian. What's more, before becoming an immortal, Ji Letian didn't want to have any so-called master-apprentice bonds.

Cultivating immortals is a road of no return.

The slightest mistake can lead to shattered bones.

"I ......"

Hearing the other party's rejection of his title, Ying Zimo stood there a little at a loss.

In his impression, he must have been his master if he taught him such a good and magical exercise.

If it weren't for his master, who would have taught such a miraculous exercise at will.

What's more, the other party's strength is there, which is enough for him to bow and worship.

"Privately, you can call me Boss."

The corners of his mouth curled, and Ji Lotian said lightly.

He is not a saint who does good deeds without leaving a name, since he has taught the other party the cultivation of immortals, he does not mind accepting such a little brother, the other party is the current number one powerhouse in the Huangshan base.

"But my eldest brother is Captain Yao."

was besieged by dozens of zombies, but it was Yao Dashan who led the team to save him, and Ying Zimo always remembered this kindness.

Otherwise, with his strength, how could he be willing to recognize an ordinary person as the boss.

Now, let him change his mouth and call others 'boss', Ying Zimo really can't open his mouth.

"Then I didn't say it."

Seeing the other party's hesitant appearance, Ji Lotian didn't force it, and directly waved his hand to let the other party leave the room.

“……”

Involuntarily flew out of the room, Ying Zimo looked at the closed door, and his heart suddenly tightened, as if he had missed tens of millions. (To be continued.) )