At this time, the disciple who was climbing on the Sword Washing Mountain suddenly found that the rich sword intent that filled the surroundings had completely disappeared.

"Damn, what's going on?" the disciples scolded, completely unaware of what was going on.

"Let's go and report to the elders so that they can take a look..."

Then a group of disciples came down from the Washing Sword Mountain and walked towards the elder's residence.

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As soon as he came out, he saw Miao Sirong and Cen Wuyan standing in front of him, Qin Tian couldn't help but be a little stunned, he was not surprised that Cen Wuyan was here, but why did Miao Sirong run over.

Seeing that Qin Tian had broken through the eighth level of the Xuanjiang Realm in the past few months, he unconsciously exuded a mysterious aura on his body, and even she couldn't see through it.

The pressure in this water had disappeared at this time, and Qin Tian smiled bitterly at Cen Wuyan: "This... Don't blame me. ”

"It's hard to say, the last place where this Knife Casting Lake and the Sword Washing Mountain lead is there, the sword intent here is gone, and the Sword Washing Mountain's... It should be gone too. Cen Wuyan groaned.

Hearing this, the expression on Qin Tian's face instantly became very exciting, no wonder Elder Longhua was a cultivator of swordsmanship, but he was able to reach that palace, it turned out that the Sword Washing Mountain and this Sword Casting Mountain were of the same origin...

It is no wonder that the mountain is called Phantom Mountain, and it is estimated that it is the illusion of a peerless treasure, and if the person who comprehends the sword intent comes here, it will be covered with this sword.

And in the end, it's all about getting the simplicity of it.

"If you tell me what you took in the end, I can explain to my brother. Cen Wuyan chuckled, that sword intent had trapped him for so long, so he naturally wanted to know what it was.

At this time, Miao Sirong was in a fog and didn't understand at all, listening to their conversation seemed to be Qin Tian who had done something wrong.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Tian spoke: "Extremely simple sword intent!"

"Simplified Sword Intent?" Cen Wuyan looked puzzled, he hadn't heard of this Simplified Sword Intent, and he didn't know what level of Sword Intent it was.

When he asked about other things, Qin Tian kept his mouth shut, and Cen Wuyan just smiled helplessly, after all, this was his secret.

"How long will it take for the Seven Gates Great Tournament to start?" Qin Tian asked, he stayed in that space, and he didn't know how long it had been.

"More than a month!" Miao Sirong replied.

Hearing this, Qin Tian's breathing was stagnant, there was only so much time left, how could he be prepared... Hurriedly spoke: "Okay, without further ado, let's go first." ”

Cen Wuyan, Miao Sirong, and Qin Tian left the Casting Knife Lake.

"You guys go first, I still have something to do. Cen Wuyan opened his mouth and said, he hadn't shown up in the Xuanxian Gate for more than ten years, and he was discovered by the master of the outer gate......

Miao Sirong took Qin Tian and flew over the thousand-zhang high wall.

"Cen Wuya, you have trapped me for more than ten years, I have to settle this account with you. Cen Wuyan's eyes flashed with coldness, and his body disappeared in place in an instant.

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At this time, the Xuanxian Gate had become a pot of porridge, the gate of the Casting Knife Lake had been opened, and the gate master and the elders were standing here, looking at the Casting Knife Lake, which had lost its brilliance.

The door master's face was pale, their Xuanxian Gate was established by relying on this mountain and a river, and now the sword intent and sword intent in the Sword Washing Mountain and the Sword Casting Lake have completely disappeared.

Reduced to an ordinary mountain and lake.

"Who the hell did this!" the door master roared like thunder, changing his usual kind face, and the terrifying momentum spread like a flood to all sides.

The frightened elders trembled, their eyes and noses and their hearts did not squeak, they had never seen the door master lose such a big temper.

At this time, the nine-foot-tall man spoke: "Sect Master, last time there was a disciple who didn't go out before the Casting Sword Lake was closed, and then I really didn't find him, so I closed the door, could this matter have anything to do with him?"

"Where is he now?" said the doorkeeper in a low voice.

"I was just brought back by Elder Miao. The man replied respectfully.

"From today onwards, you will leave with your covers, and you can't even do this little thing, what use do I want from you?" said the door master, his tone mixed with irresistible meaning.

Then the door master walked directly towards the secret door, while the other elders looked at the man in front of him gloatingly, and also left together.

Only the man stood there with a stunned face, and he slapped himself with a big mouth, blaming himself for talking too much, and just hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Big brother... I have something to look for you, so let them go first. Then a familiar voice came to the master's ear.

Hearing this voice, the master of the Xuanxian Sect stopped instantly, looked back and said, "You are all dispersed, I can solve this matter alone, and there is no need to work hard."

Mobilize the crowd. ”

"Then the master, we will go first. Hearing the order of the door master, the elders bowed their hands, and then left this place one after another.

"Come out, Cen Wuyan, where have you been all these years?" said the door master softly.

At this time, a figure slowly appeared, and a handsome man with long hair and fluttering face came to the door master, and chuckled: "This is not a place, let's talk in another place." ”

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When the two of them came to a palace, the face of the Xuanxian Sect Master who was full of anger just now slowly disappeared, and chuckled: "There is something to say here!"

"I know about the Sword-Casting Lake and the Washing Sword Mountain. Cen Wuyan said.

"You know?"

Cen Wuyan admitted, "That's right, I sent him, and he is a disciple of the secret sect just now." ”

Hearing this, the master of the Xuanxian Sect suddenly felt a little distressed, "How can you be so confused... That Washing Sword Mountain and this Sword-Casting Lake are the lifeblood of my Xuanxian Sect!"

"Don't be in a hurry, you listen to me slowly. Cen Wuyan waved his hand and said, "Haven't you noticed that there is something wrong with the second brother after all these years?"

After pondering for a moment, the Xuanxian Sect Master slowly spoke: "Of course I found out, but I don't know what happened, so I just let him be an Outer Gate Master and manage those teenagers." ”

"It's good to find out, he locked me at the bottom of the Knife Casting Lake for more than ten years, but he lied to you about it. Cen Wuyan said slowly.

"What? he has such a great ability to lock you up?" said the Xuanxian Sect Master in astonishment, "Besides, what is his situation." ”

Cen Wuyan explained: "He locked me with the chain of the Casting Knife Lake, and that chain contained an extremely terrifying sword intent, so that I couldn't break free at all, and the reason why that disciple was allowed to comprehend the last mysterious sword intent was that I wanted to regain my free body, but I didn't expect to be really comprehended by him." ”

"And he is no longer my second brother, nor is he a member of my Xuanxian Sect, he is our enemy. ”

Hearing this, the profound eyes of the Xuanxian Sect Master bloomed with a cold glow and said, "You mean... Thousand Poison Gate!"

"Only the Thousand Poison Gate can turn my upright second brother into what he is now. ”

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