In Tokyo, Japan, when the middle-aged man saw this scene, his lungs were about to explode.

Originally, he passed the Eight Miscellaneous Snake to Huaxia, and wanted to teach those Zhi Na people a good lesson, but who knew that an old immortal came out of the middle of the road, and the five heads of the Eight Miscellaneous Snake were cut off in three strokes and two strokes, which made him want to cry without tears, so he could only break his front teeth and swallow it in his stomach. Who told him to provoke Huaxia first, but he was beaten by others and had a bloody face, so he could only endure it himself.

At the same time, satellites from all over the world saw this scene. Some people are frightened, others are gloating. But everyone acquiesced to the fact that Huaxia was very powerful, and although there was nothing to see on the surface, that ancient land hid many secrets that no one knew. The appearance of the old immortal made everyone understand that if you want to set foot on this land, it is best to weigh your own strength first.

"Thank you, senior!"

Seeing the disappearance of the Eight Miscellaneous Snakes, all six of Xingchen got up from the ground and bowed to the old immortal.

"Red tape can be avoided."

Old Immortal waved his hand, "My land of China cannot be bullied by outsiders, and it is also within my duty to help each other." ”

"Senior Gao Jie!"

Old Immortal shook his head and said nothing, and then his gaze swept into the distance, and he felt a familiar fluctuation.

"My descendant of Qionghua's lineage?"

Following that faint fluctuation, the old immortal took a step from the sky and disappeared.

Feng Fan in the distance only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and then, the old immortal with white hair before had already appeared in front of his eyes. After looking at each other so closely, he finally saw the face of the old immortal clearly, which startled him.

Just looking at the appearance, this does not look like an immortal who has lived for thousands of years, a very young face, and he only looks like he is in his twenties. It's just that the light in this person's eyes that seems to have gone through the vicissitudes of time let Feng Fan know that this person is not so young.

"You, have you practiced the Five Spirits Returning to the Yuan?"

Hearing this old immortal's opening and asking, Feng Fan was also stunned, and then blurted out.

"Are you from the Qionghua faction?"

"Qionghua ......"

When the old immortal heard Feng Fan say these two words, his eyes suddenly lost concentration, as if he remembered something from the past.

"Hasn't this sect fallen?"

Feng Fan spoke again, he saw Qionghua who had fallen into ruins in the 100,000 mountains, and also got a Qionghua chronicle. He was a little curious about what had happened to this sect a long time ago.

Halfway through, the old immortal shook his head and spoke slowly.

"The clouds and smoke of the past are like quicksand in the fingers, and when they are gone, they will disappear."

With that, with a wave of the old immortal's big sleeves, a simple cyan scroll appeared in front of Feng Fan's eyes.

"You have the natural ability to practice the Five Spirits Return, and that is the fate between you and me. Qionghua has been destroyed, but the Taoist system still has to be passed on. This scroll contains the culmination of my life's swordsmanship, and now, it has been passed on to you. Remember, don't fall into my Qionghua name. If you rely on cultivation to become a wicked person in the future, I will personally take back everything from you! ”

The old immortal's voice fell, and the whole person turned into a blue light, and disappeared in front of Feng Fan's eyes, coming and going quickly. The huge sword array in the sky also dissipated its might, and dissipated with the departure of the old immortal.

"Hey! What a thing! ”

Feng Fan shouted into the void, but no one answered him, which made him very depressed. That old immortal seems to have been a member of the Qionghua faction, and now that he has practiced the Five Spirits Guiyuan, he can be regarded as a disciple of Qionghua. Originally, I thought that maybe there would be a bullish master or something, in this case, his strength would definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and when the time comes, he may be able to become a generation of masters, and when he raises his hand, he will be incomparable with ten thousand sword qi. It's exciting just thinking about that scene. Who knew that this old immortal left a scroll and the person disappeared, which made Feng Fan not depressed?

Thighs! I saw that I could hug my thighs, but I woke up from a dream after a hard time.

"Wake up, stop dreaming."

Su Lin on the side struck at the right time, he saw that Feng Fan's words were about to flow, and naturally guessed what Feng Fan was thinking.

"Hey."

Sighing, Feng Fan hurriedly grabbed the scroll left by the old immortal in his hand, like that, as if the scroll would fly by itself as long as it was a little later.

"I heard that this scroll records the masterpiece of the old immortal's swordsmanship, but I don't know if it's true."

Although Feng Fan muttered so much in his mouth, he said something to Master in his heart. Others have taught you the greatest swordsmanship of their lives, isn't it your master?

Seeing that the old immortal left, the six Xingchen people also dragged their injured bodies towards Yanhuang City. They lost this battle badly, their self-esteem was frustrated, and they had to go back and find a way to become stronger! When the others saw that the battle was over, they all shook their heads and left.

After a while, Feng Fan's somewhat depressed voice of vomiting blood came from the Beihai City Scientific Research Institute.

"I'm rubbing! This scroll is really hard to open! ”

Feng Fan's face was pale in his hand with a cyan scroll, this scroll was sealed by the old immortal, and it took a huge amount of true qi to be able to unfold it, and the little bit of true qi in Feng Fan's body was not enough at all.

So in the following days, Feng Fan began to infuse this scroll with true qi all day long, so as to open the seal. Every time the true qi in his body was exhausted, he meditated, silently operated the Five Spirits Returning to the Origin Mind Method, and continued to infuse the true qi into the scroll after the true qi recovered.

For nine days, he barely ate or drank, and frantically ran his mind to unfold this scroll.

Finally, the cyan scroll bloomed brightly, and then slowly unfolded!

"Finally it worked!"

Feng Fan was overjoyed, he had been pouring true qi day and night for nine days, and finally opened this scroll.

And he also got a lot of benefits, the true qi in his body has been continuously consumed and restored because of the past nine days, and it has been tempered back and forth like this, and it has nearly doubled, that is to say, his current true spirit state can last for a longer time!

Moreover, tempering back and forth made him more and more proficient in the control of the true qi in his body, and after the true qi was attached to the Qinghe Sword, an illusory long sword could appear, which greatly enhanced the power of the Qinghe Sword.

However, Feng Fan's attention was not here, it was all on the cyan scroll.

As soon as it was unfolded, a line of powerful fonts appeared in front of me.

"I, Qionghua, cultivate immortals with swords, and collect the best swordsmanship in the world!"

The very domineering words made Feng Fan's spirits lift.

Subsequently, he continued to read the cyan scroll and found that it recorded almost all the swordsmanship in the world, and at the end of the scroll, Feng Fan saw a few big characters.

"Qionghua Dacheng's swordsmanship!"

Among them, there are three kinds of supreme swordsmanship of the Qionghua School, such as a sword, a thousand remnant light swords, and a Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword, each of which is a very powerful swordsmanship.