"I wonder if you can let me wait to meet Emperor Fu in person?"

The sword-wielding old man at the head was also quite polite, he clenched his fists slightly and asked.

The two Fu Tong, who were holding oil lamps, looked at each other in unison, and their faces were embarrassed. The two frowned and pondered, and after a long time, they apologized,

"It's really a coincidence that the master came, Emperor Fu is in retreat today, concentrating on cultivation. ”

"Alas, it's better to come early than to come by chance......"

The crowd in Wanjian Valley booed a little, they came from afar, but they unexpectedly pounced.

Seeing that the old man was silent and stunned, the Fu boy on the left hurriedly saluted and said,

"If the master has something, you can also let me know in advance, and I will wait for you to report it. ”

With these words, he suddenly woke up the sword-wielding old man at the head, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he smiled,

"It's not a secret, the old man came on behalf of the valley master, just to ask Emperor Fu to take a shot, with his exquisite formation skills, to repair the ancestral robe of the town valley in my valley. ”

"On this ancestral robe, the supreme sword array is inscribed, because it has lasted for a long time, some of the formation patterns are scattered, and you need to ask the talisman master to take action. ”

Hearing this, the two Fu Tong pondered for a while, seemed to have an inspiration, and said,

"Lord Fu Huang, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time to retreat this time, and there are many rune masters in my Fu Tower who are proficient in runes, so why don't you let them give it a try?"

This remark made the old man's face look happy, and he suddenly felt that this idea was feasible, and immediately smiled.

"That's a good idea. Then please spread the news on my behalf, and you must ask someone above the six-pattern spirit rune master to rush to my Ten Thousand Swords Valley. If the ancestral robe can be repaired, it will be given an ancient burning talisman fire treasured in the valley. ”

"Ancient Burning Runic Fire?!"

Suddenly, there were bursts of inhalation around him, and everyone's eyes were staring at the old man and the others, revealing a coveted lust.

Dust Ginseng had a suspicious look on his face, and turned his gaze to the Jiang sisters. Jiang Ruoxue knew that she was puzzled, smiled and said softly,

"It is said that this ancient burning talisman fire was obtained by the valley master of the Ten Thousand Swords Valley from the ancient ruins. This talisman fire is precious. However, this ancient burning talisman fire is quite mysterious, and no one knows what it does. Now, Ten Thousand Swords Valley is willing to give it away, and it must be difficult to find out the secret. ”

Dust Ginseng nodded, agreeing. Even if you think that this talisman is extraordinary, but you haven't found out why it is for decades, it is also a waste treasure. Besides, the matter of the ancestral robe is not a trivial matter.

However, thinking about it like this, his eyes converged, as if he was sinking into water, but he also had a slight interest.

"What, are you going to try it too?"

On the side, Jiang Yingying blinked her black beautiful eyes and stretched her snow-white neck to ask. Dust Ginseng smiled, undeniable.

Not long after, with the summoning of Fu Tong, nearly 100 Fu Masters in the Fu Tower rushed over. Among them, there are four holy sons.

And after thinking about it, he also entered the column with the Jiang sisters. However, when they saw the dust ginseng, the faces of the four holy sons couldn't help but turn ugly, and their eyes flashed with dazzling fierceness.

Dust Ginseng glanced casually, his eyes were deep and focused, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

So, everyone followed the disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords and set off on the mighty goshawk. Straight down along the south of Zhongzhou, Xiaoxing overnight. It took a day for the group to cross into the southern Xinjiang and arrive near the forces around the Ten Thousand Swords Valley.

"It is worthy of being a great sect in southern Xinjiang, and it is really magnificent. ”

Jiang Ruoxue stroked her hair, wiped her sweat, and sighed. She looked at it, only to see eighteen smoky peaks towering over, and on top of the eighteen peaks, countless palaces were above them, ancient trees were curved, pavilions and towers, and cranes were singing together, with the style of a sect.

The dust ginseng also has a surprised color, and it is praised. However, his gaze was more critical, relying on his subtle runic skills. He sensed that the seven main peaks constituted a terrifying enchantment array.

And this big array, I'm afraid that the powerhouses of the Nirvana Realm also want to break through it.

"This is the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords, please follow the old man into the valley. If the hospitality is not good, I hope you will forgive me. ”

The old man at the head smiled again, and he turned to beckon a group of disciples and walked along a mountain gate.

Approaching along the misty mountain road, a huge stone gate appeared in front of him in a short time. On the stone gate, three blood-red characters are engraved: Ten Thousand Swords Valley.

These three handwriting are extremely exquisite, and the person who carved the handwriting must have superb swordsmanship. This word looks quaint and atmospheric, and it is integrated, but if you look closely, it is full of edge and might. And if you insist on observing the sword intent in it, you may even be injured by its sword power.

Stepping into the stone gate, the palaces are paved out. These palaces are quite elaborate, and they are all carved with sword arrays. Along the way, Dust Ginseng also met countless Tanuchi disciples who were practicing swords. They sat in green shirts and held three-foot green edges, competing on the sword field of Nuoda, which attracted bursts of applause from time to time.

"This is the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff, and it is the place where my ancestor in the valley practiced his sword. After this, you will find the depths of the valley. ”

Walking along a cliff, everyone looked curiously at the mottled black cliff on the opposite side. The old man stroked his white beard, shook his head and said.

The dust ginseng is also staring at the cliff on that side, and he is interested. The cliff is mottled, and this sword mark is engraved on it, these traces are smooth and flat, and each sword has a unique sword rhyme.

Beneath these seemingly messy sword marks is an extremely profound kendo perception. However, the people just felt that this cliff was indeed extraordinary, but they couldn't observe any mystery.

As far as the eye can see, the elite children of the Ten Thousand Swords Valley are crowded under the cliff. They sat cross-legged, closing their eyes and feeling the sword intent on the cliff.

Continuing deeper into the valley, the surrounding fog became thicker, and the bluestone pavement was filled with moisture. After another half of the day, everyone felt a bend in the mountain road and winded up.

Walking up the stairs, in about a moment, everyone climbed to the top of the seven peaks. This mountain is extremely steep, surrounded by bottomless cliffs. At a glance, outside the majestic palace, there is a smoky and solemn realm.

"This is the Spirit Sword Hall in my valley, and you will enter with me. ”

The old man waved his hand, and a group of people followed him into the main hall.

As soon as I entered the main hall, I saw a beautiful woman in a red robe sitting on the throne with closed eyes. She sensed that someone had entered the temple, and her eyes suddenly opened, and then she glanced at it hurriedly, and said indifferently,

"Immortal Lao, you are a little derelict in your duties this time......"

The old man hurriedly bowed his head and explained,

"Back to the Lord of the Three Valleys, Emperor Fu is in retreat and penance, it is said that the time is not short, the old man pondered, why not invite a group of Fu masters to give it a try. ”

"If this ancestral robe can be repaired by an ordinary talisman master, I can't afford to let you go to the talisman to ask for someone. ”

The red-robed beauty raised her willow eyebrows, and her apricot eyes showed disdain.

Hearing this, the faces of the talismans below suddenly turned ugly. After all, she is also from Fu Ta, and this beautiful woman is really arrogant. However, after a long time, the beautiful woman's tone changed, and she said casually,

"In that case, let's try it, and it's not in vain that you've come across the realm. ”

Such words really provoked a group of talisman masters to gnash their teeth. Such a snarky tone already shows the meaning of it, and it doesn't seem to take everyone to heart. As a result, everyone was full of anger and looked at the beautiful woman.

The red-robed beauty completely ignored the anger of everyone, she played with the jet-black hair, lying on the nephrite seat, from time to time swaying the delicate and proud jade body, her eyes were casual and charming, with a lazy coquettishness, deep into the bone marrow.

She enjoyed it for a moment, the jade body flipped over, and her ruddy little mouth moved, like a lazy snake, and whispered,

"I think there are quite a few of you who are promiscuous. In order to see how much of your ability is, I'll test it first. ”

After that, she waved her sleeves, and the fragrance was fragrant, and the temptation was irresistible.

"Go and bring Mohu Loga Gutu ......"

The old man swallowed his saliva, and his mouth was also a little dry. He was stunned for a moment before he walked into a side room and took out a golden scroll.

"This Mohu Luojia Gutu is the thing of my ancestor of the Ten Thousand Swords Valley. This picture was given by a monk who had boundless Buddhism. ”

"Observing this picture with spiritual sense, it can show the chaos of red dust and all kinds of grotesque things. If the mind is not confused by it and devours the divine thoughts, then the power of its spiritual consciousness is not ordinary. And the stronger the spiritual sense, the more bizarre the vision. ”

The old man slowly opened the golden scroll, and the ancient diagram floated out, and then slowly opened. Suddenly, the golden light overflowed. However, when the golden light converged, everyone could only see a blank space on the map, without any traces.

"Oh, this picture is so magical, the old man must have learned something. ”

An old man in a white robe stepped forward and stared at the red-robed beauty with a rudely face.

"Feel free to ......"

The red-robed beauty yawned, not caring.

The white-robed old man was furious, and he felt contempted. So, with a cold snort, he mobilized his divine thoughts, and in an instant, a huge spiritual sense poured into the ancient map like a tide.

Airplanes!

Gu Tu shook slightly, and the golden glow was shining. Then, golden filaments of light appeared in the picture. These golden filaments converge and intertwine, and they gradually outline a Buddha flower.

The whole flower glows golden, lifelike, like a living creature.

Immediately, on the left side of the ancient map, golden characters appeared.

"There are flowers in front of the Buddha, the name is excellent, and the fingers are thanked, and the moment is beautiful. If it is a wonderful law, if the Buddhas come, the time is to say, such as the graceful bowl, when the ears appear. ”

"Buddhist Divine Flower, Utama Bharati!"

Someone recognized this flower and blurted it out for a while.

Under the outline of the golden thread, the more and more the Utamhara moves, and everyone can even feel its vigorous vitality.

"Hmph, the old man wants to see what's so strange about you!"

The white-robed old man's eyes were shining, and he approached the ancient figure again to observe the flower carefully.

In the next moment, there was a strange change in the Gutu Buddha flower......