Chijin Mountain is in the southeast of Ningbo, Zhejiang, and is the place where Ouyezi casts swords in the Spring and Autumn Period.

According to the record of "The Sword of the Foreign Biography": "The mountain of red violet breaks out of tin, and the stream of Ruoye dries up and comes out of copper...... Ou Yezi is because of the spirit of heaven, know its tricks, and make three major punishments, two small punishments: one is called Zhan Lu, two is called Chunjun, three is called victory and evil, four is called fish intestines, and five is called Juque. ”

In modern society, sword casting is a factory model, and the ancient method of making swords has long been lost. Take the Yue Wang Goujian sword in the museum as an example, the sharpness is beyond any sharp weapon in the world, and there is no way to copy it with modern technology.

Today, the Chi Jin Mountain has long since ceased to produce gold and iron and has become a scenic spot, and the Ruoye River has been diverted several times, and it is not the original Ruoye River.

We got off the plane in Ningbo, and then Lin Xuan drove us to the foot of Chijin Mountain. Looking from afar, I saw that the mountains were green, the clouds and mist were shrouded, and the beautiful scenery was natural.

In the towns below the mountain, you can see Taoist monks and monks coming and going, and their cultivation is profound, these are the people Lin Xuan said that Xie Ling paid attention to. The era of the end of the law has not completely disappeared, and they have gathered here just to keep an eye on the changes in Chijin Mountain.

My master Murong Zixuan and I were dressed as ordinary tourists, Lin Xuan did not follow us into the mountain, he was busy deploying the combat readiness personnel of the Spiritual Sect.

This time I am here for Xie Ling, the Sword Shrine Secret Realm belongs to the Void Enchantment, once it is broken, it will inevitably cause changes in heaven and earth, and then the two Buddhas and Daoists will definitely send people here.

Lin Xuan secretly arranged manpower to prevent accidents.

In fact, he also knew in his heart that if I wanted to make trouble, the situation would not be under control at all, and the only thing the supernatural department could do was to try not to expose this matter to the eyes of ordinary people.

The end of the Dharma era put the country under tremendous pressure, and the strength of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism was beyond the tolerance of the higher-ups. Comparatively speaking, the title of Xie Ling's murderous soldier is not so taboo, just like this time and that time.

Therefore, for me to save Xie Ling from difficulties, the country has an attitude of turning a blind eye. Another point is that before the end of the Dharma era is completely over, the state should do a thorough investigation of the true combat power of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism to see how many hole cards they have, and I am this touchstone.

This is the idea that Lin Xuan revealed to me, but I don't think this is necessarily the true intention of the state.

Maybe finding out my hole cards is the goal of the country.

The reason why the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism are listed as strategic enemies is because they are uncontrollable. But I'm different, I don't have magic skills, I walk on a pair of feet, and it's easy to be controlled. And I still have weaknesses, shackled to Rushuang and Xie Ling, as well as the entire Peerless City.

Wushuang City can deal with the Four Desecrated Dragon Gods and the Great Demon of the Sea, but it will definitely not be able to withstand a strategic-level missile. Lin Xuan told me unabashedly that the country had discovered Wushuang City, in fact, he used it as a weakness to blackmail me into using the country in disguise.

In the face of pressure from Kunlun Dongtian, the country is unwilling to be restrained everywhere, and my return to the world is equivalent to sending them a sharp knife.

Sharp knives kill, use me to break the dilemma.

As the old saying goes, it's still a good friend if you don't see through it, so I pretended not to understand anything, and just went into the mountain to save Xie Ling.

Murong and I entered the mountain at noon, and by dusk we had entered the depths of the inaccessible mountain forest. At this time, we don't have to worry about being seen, show our identity, use our sword energy, and hurry away.

Tonight, the night is as cool as water, the bright moon hangs high, and Murong and I walked through the bamboo forest and pines, and the figures were like ghosts.

At midnight, rush to the most mysterious peak of Chijin Mountain, Yitian Peak.

Leaning on the heavenly peak, it is tall and long, shaped like a long sword, and it stands alone among the mountains. On the top of the mountain, there is a sacrificial cliff, and Xie Ling jumped down from the sacrificial cliff and escaped into the secret realm of the sword mound.

To enter the Sword Shrine, you must first climb the Heavenly Peak.

The mountain road of Yitianfeng is steep, except for professional boarding groups, ordinary tourists are absolutely unable to go up. But now, there are no less than three hundred people stationed on Yitian Peak.

They are all masters of Buddhism and Taoism, and they are either camped on the hillside, or sitting on the dry pine, or leaning on strange stones, or hiding in caves......

While practicing, he closely perceived any abnormalities on the Heavenly Peak.

It can be seen that they are determined to win Xie Ling. The era of the end of the law has not really ended, and preparations have been made in advance.

With the Martial Saint cultivation, Murong and I were able to easily sneak past them and quietly reach the top. But when I got to the top, I had to sigh.

There are people on the top of the mountain, and there are quite a few of them. I perceived it with the Battle Soul Divine Thought, and found that their cultivation was all in the Yuan Qi Nine Rank Realm. And judging by their expressions and demeanor, they do not dress like people in this world.

It seems that they are all from the Kunlun Cave Heaven, and only the cultivators in the Kunlun Cave Heaven have the cultivation of the Yuan Qi Nine Grades. The highest grade of human cultivators is only the eighth grade of Yuan Qi, and the seventh grade is the mainstream.

After seeing it clearly, Murong and I climbed to the top of the mountain generously.

"Who?" An old monk with a white beard was the first to spot us.

At the sound of his voice, the group of people on the top of the mountain immediately gathered around us.

I'm not afraid of that.

If there are worldly people here, I may still be afraid to kill them and cause trouble for myself.

But this group of people are all from Kunlun Cave Heaven, so I don't have to worry so much. Either get out of the way and don't get in the way of me, or kill them all, and kill them all in vain anyway.

"Who are you?" A middle-aged Taoist priest asked sharply. Judging by his outfit, it should be from the Laoshan Sect of Kunlun Cave Heaven, his robe is full of thunder talismans, and the one he holds in his hand is also a imitation of the Heavenly Master Five Thunder Sword.

"Why talk nonsense with them, kill this man first. It's not too late for us to ask slowly, don't worry, no woman can tell the truth under me. A tall monk with a red face and red ears said with a lewd face, it seems that it should be a tantric master who practices the Buddha of Joy.

After saying that, the golden light flashed in the red-faced monk's hand, and a large handprint slapped on my chest.

It can be seen that he really has murderous intentions. He was already very ugly, his red face was covered with pockmarks, and his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted. After moving the murderous intent, it is even more hideous and disgusting, like a sticky toad.

When the red-faced monk's big handprint was still three inches from my chest, the cold iron essence gold sword at my waist was unsheathed.

This sword was specially built for me by the Martial Temple, using cold iron from the bottom of the sea, mixed with pure gold in the heavenly meteorite, the sword is three feet three inches long, weighs nine catties and thirteen pounds, and has no blade. The Liuren Yin Yang Sword hurts people with sword energy, and the sharpness of the sword itself does not affect the combat power at all, as long as it is strong enough.

The white light of the Cold Iron Essence Golden Sword flashed away, and the next moment only a pop was heard, and the fat and bloated right hand of the red-faced monk fell to the ground.

Because the movement was too fast, the red-faced monk was only shocked and did not perceive the pain.

When he realized that something was wrong and wanted to scream, Murong Zixuan's Ziwei sword moved.

The red light flickered, and a red line appeared on the red-faced monk's bloated Adam's apple. Now even if he wanted to shout, he couldn't shout, and he was suffocated alive.

Everyone present gasped, and they were shocked beyond comprehension by such an understated but brutal murderous method.

The red-faced monk is the cultivation of the nine grades of Prajna, and he is only one line away from Nirvana. How aggrieved is it to be smothered alive by me and Murong with a sword like this?

Despite feeling the pressure from the two of us, they did not intend to run away, but formed a formation with their companions and began to fight the enemy in earnest.

After the killing, Murong Zixuan's expression was a little nervous, and there was even a trace of panic in her eyes.

This is the first time she has killed someone, she has practiced killing swords all her life, and today is the first time she has let Ziwei drink blood. She was born in the Peerless City, which is a paradise where there are no wicked people to kill. Therefore, although the martial artists of Wushuang City are amazingly powerful, they do not have half of the killing intent on their bodies.

"Master, are you alright?" Seeing that her face was getting more and more ugly, I asked with concern.

"It's okay......"

Before she finished speaking, Murong Zixuan bent down and began to vomit.

If you let people know that the sword body at the pinnacle of martial arts is actually fainting blood, I am afraid that it will make people laugh to death.

"Friend, but you're here for the sword mound?" The middle-aged Taoist priest of the Laoshan sect asked cautiously.

"Well, since you can guess, let's go down the mountain." I said.

"Hehe, laugh to death. Breaking the army is the treasure of the world, and it is an ownerless thing, why do you let us go with a word? A young Taoist priest sneered and said.

"With the sword in my hand!"

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