Three thousand years ago, the sensational 'Sword Gate' incident in the Eastern Continent was the famous work of the Son of the Wind.

After the wind system was sealed as a god, the son of the wind left the Holy Heavenly Gate, and in the name of repairing the Xuanjian, he broke into the nine sword sects alone, and successively took the nine sword sect martial gods with a sword.

After the Nine Wars, the Seven Kills Sword Technique reached its peak and completely conquered the Eastern Continent.

As a trophy, the Son of the Wind pocketed the nine divine swords of the Nine Great Sword Sects. After that, he established Shenjian Mountain in the Shengtian Lake, which dominated the world and stood out from the crowd for more than 300 years.

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In the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, Qianhua walked the road map of the Son of the Wind to capture the Nine Swords three thousand years ago, and just walked to the edge of the laurel tree.

She looked back at Zixiu and hurriedly said, "Don't stand stupidly, hurry up and follow my footprints."

As a result, Zixiu followed suit, and every foothold stepped on the footprints left by Qianhua.

Just as he stepped on the last footprint, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the wind rose again, and the sky was full of flower crumbs, sprinkled and fluttering all over the sky. The air was filled with the scent of flowers, and the vision was blurred, and the sky was spinning.

Eventually, everything calmed down, and the two of them happened to be standing on top of a single-plank bridge.

The fourth layer of space in the Breeze Realm is incomparably open, and the dome-shaped cave space is more than ten zhang high. In the center of the cave is a crescent-shaped cold spring, and a single-plank bridge is suspended on top of the cold spring.

Qian Hua looked around and smiled happily: "We have finally arrived, the fourth layer of space in the Breeze Realm. ”

The fourth floor of the Breeze Realm was slightly colder, and Zixiu reminded with a smile: "Let's go to the pavilion over there, this crescent spring is bubbling with cold air, and it's a little uncomfortable to stand here." ”

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It only took them a month to pass through the three floors of space in front of them, and then, they had enough time to find what they needed in the Breeze Realm.

The fourth layer of the Breeze Realm is the cave where the Son of the Wind created the Seven Kills Sword Technique. Among them, several important places are the cold and bleak crescent moon spring, the breezy breeze pavilion, and the gorgeous crystal cave.

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The Crescent Moon Spring divides the fourth floor into two parts, connected by a single-plank bridge.

They walked across the single-plank bridge, up a steep stone staircase, and up a breeze pavilion high up. The wind pavilion is located on a rockery, the scenery here is a must, strange stone bonsai, ancient trees and flowers, different forms.

In the wind pavilion, the crystal bead curtain pours down, the mountains and rivers flow, the fog is steaming, and it is impermanent. The dripping spring is clear and smooth, exquisitely clear, murmuring, and the clear stream passes through the mountains and mountains, reefs and shoals, and flows into the cold spring, and finally tends to be calm.

They lifted the crystal bead curtain and walked into the wind pavilion, where there happened to be an ebony table, and a guqin was placed on top of the table.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and rested on either side of the desk.

Qianhua looked relaxed, her water sleeves fluttered, her slender jade hand stroked the strings, looked at him and said, "Do you want to listen to my song on the piano?"

He was still thinking about the previous 'Sword Capture Gate' in his mind, and his eyes were keen: "Qianhua, let's talk about the nine swords, I remember you said before that when I become the Great Demon King, I will get nine swords?"

Puzzled, Qianhua glanced at him with a small mouth, and asked rhetorically: "You don't listen to me play the piano, why do I want to tell you about the nine swords?"

"You may not know, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, if you don't tell me about the nine swords, I don't have the heart to listen to you play the piano at all. Grandma, can you tell me quickly?" he couldn't wait, and pleaded at Qianhua.

Only then did Qianhua remember that the nine swords in the Demon Dao World should be the nine swords in the 'Sword Capture Gate', from the Xuanyuan Sword to the Ancient Sword.

She couldn't help but take a breath and said, "What a strange thing, Xuanyuan, Chengying, and Longquan Sword, these are all famous divine swords in the Eastern Continent, how can they appear in the Demon Dao World?"

"You still ask me, I just want to ask you this question, how did the Excalibur become a magic sword?"

Qianhua was puzzled, frowned willow eyebrows, and smiled slightly: "Forget it, I can't figure it out, I'll play a piece of music first." ”

As she spoke, her slender jade fingers danced like a slip on the seven strings, and the exquisite timbre poured out like a trickle. The sound of the piano flows between the ups and downs of the fingertips, either virtual or real, and is impermanent, like a quiet stream dripping spring, clear and ethereal.

Beautiful music, like a dream, makes people fascinated and intoxicated.

Qianhua green clothes are delicate, water sleeves are flying, caressing the guqin, just like a small jasper, without the spirit of the first sister of Shenjian Mountain, just like the little girl next door, gentle and graceful, the little bird depends on people.

Stop, end the song, all in one go!

Zixiu was fascinated by what he heard, looked at Qianhua and praised it, and said approvingly: "I didn't expect that our first sister of Shenjian Mountain can also play the piano well, and the aftermath is lingering, and the sound of heaven is beautiful." This song is a little familiar, isn't it called "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix"?"

Qianhua smiled: "I thought you couldn't understand it, that's right, this song is "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", which is a favorite track when a man expresses his love to the woman he likes. ”

He was very relieved to listen to it, and the lonely man and widow listened to the tender "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", which inevitably made people think about it.

"Well, when you teach me, I can talk to you and express my love to you. ”

The two of them are of the same age, Qianhua is one or two years older than Zi Xiu, and they are more mature mentally. Moreover, both of them have high attainments in the Seven Kills Sword Technique, and if they form a sword cultivation partner, it will naturally be a happy thing.

Qianhua looked at him, his eyes were fixed, and after a long while, he smiled with relief: "I heard you right, in addition to playing hooligan, you also know how to admire, this doesn't seem to be your usual style, right?"

It's also strange to say, Zixiu rarely looked like this before, whether it was facing the gentle Lan Xi or the energetic Chu Xiaoxiao, he had a reserved side. However, when she saw Qianhua, thinking that she was the first sister of Shenjian Mountain, she was like a different person, full of evil thoughts and evil nature.

"How's that, the word admiration, isn't it very elegant?"

Qianhua shook her head and smiled: "This word is very elegant, but when it comes out of your mouth, it always gives people a sneaky feeling." ”

"Well, whatever you want, anyway, I think I've unconsciously liked you. He said what he really thought at this point.

Such a straightforward confession is also called admiration, even though Qianhua smiled, the apple muscles turned crimson, lowered her head, lost her voice for a while, and began to pluck the strings again, making a sound of strings.

After a long while, Qianhua raised his head and replied: "You will die of that heart, I will not give you a chance." ”

After Zixiu heard this, his expression was stunned, and he asked, "Why, you already have an intention of falling in love with someone?"

Qianhua was noncommittal, and smiled: "You forgot so quickly, soon, you will become a big devil, gods and demons have been inseparable since ancient times, and we can't go together." ”

It turned out that it was just for this reason, and he listened to it and could accept it.

The Divine Realm is the world of martial cultivators, and a small number of martial cultivators in the Divine Realm are troubled by demons in their hearts, go astray, and become demons.

The people of the Demon Dao World can't absorb the elements, refine the true qi, and condense the true power like normal martial cultivators, and there is only one way for them to gather energy, and that is to kill the ring, seize the earth element, kill the martial god, and occupy the godhead.

Zixiu looked at her, his eyes were confused, and he smiled disappreciatively: "Okay, I promise you, in order to prove my love for you, even if one day I become a heinous demon king, as long as I still have a trace of humanity in my heart, I will not hurt you." ”

"Okay, I love to hear this sentence, I hope you count when you speak, Uncle Yun Jue. Qianhua smiled leisurely at him, and the corners of her mouth swirled with two small dimples, which were very cute.

"By the way, can you tell me about the nine swords?"

She propped her arms on the ebony table, held her snow cheeks, and replied, "The nine divine swords, all of them disappeared in the end, I heard that the ancestor sank them into the Shengtian Lake." ”

"Why did the Son of the Wind do this, he snatched it back with great difficulty, and he threw it away, it's a pity. He was sad to think about it, the treasure of the Nine Great Sword Sects was sunk in the ocean like this.

Qianhua replied: "The son of the wind must have a reason for doing this, as far as I know, the divine thoughts and murderous qi remaining in the nine divine swords have all been refined by the power of the wind, and a superior artifact with power equal to that of the Xuanjian has been created. ”

Divine thought and murderous energy, nine swords in one, and high-grade artifacts, these words converged together, making him think of one thing - killing!