Xuan Qing's sea of knowledge moved, and soon, the heart of the Eighteen Heavenly Swords emerged.

It's not a dream, it's a real existence.

Now, there are still three days left, and he has to seize all the time to improve himself.

Feishan's inadequacy that day, he already had a faint feeling that if something unusual happened on the day of the funeral, it was not impossible.

He is not sure that he will defeat Feishan, but he must improve himself as soon as possible, at least in the event of an accident, to enhance his ability to protect himself.

In any case, he must be sent on the last journey of the sect master.

Xuan Qing began to cultivate the Eighteen Heavenly Swords.

He was not in reality, he sank directly into the dream.

Several cultivation sites have been accumulated in the dream realm, and the Cloud Forest is no longer a big deal, and the Wangdao Pool in Xiaowuhou Mountain is a good place to go.

As soon as his body moved, he immediately recreated the scene at that time.

The lotus leaves are infinitely green.

Xuan Qing sat cross-legged and silently recited the heart of the Eighteen Swords in his heart.

Click on the true qi of the pool water, and quickly absorb it into the sword.

Absorbing the true qi of the pond water, Xuanqing began to temper the Eighteen Heavenly Swords, this kind of swordsmanship was still relatively easy to get started in the previous style, and the later it was, the more difficult it became.

Xuan Qing endured his heart and knew that it was not easy to improve quickly in a short period of time, but he did his best.

Try to do the best you can.

Soon, he stood up, the deadwood sword in his hand trembled in the air, Xuanqing walked like a fly, the sword in his hand danced like a dragon and snake, and he quickly completed the first style.

When he was cultivating the second form, he encountered some obstacles, and his heart was right, but no matter how he used his spirit, he just couldn't exert the power of the sword.

Odd?

Xuan Qing took the sword and muttered in his heart for a while, and suddenly remembered what the phantom had said: Unwilling, unwilling power.

Could it be that swordsmanship should integrate emotions into it?

The suzerainty that was taken away.

When he returned to the sect, he was no longer able to return to heaven.

All of this filled his heart with strong unwillingness!

Xuan Qing mobilized his emotions and quickly injected them into the sword, at this time, his eyes were as hot as fire, and he once again practiced the second form of the Eighteen Heaven-shattering Swords.

The power on the sword body was quickly released, hitting a boulder about two feet high in front of him, and with a roar, the boulder was immediately smashed into pieces.

Xuan Qing's heart was secretly surprised.

The second form of the Eighteen Heavenly Swords was finally refined.

Yes, that's the effect.

Xuan Qing practiced frantically day and night, and finally refined the third form of the earth-shattering eighteen swords on the sixth day.

He walked out of the dream.

He still has one more thing to do, to see Yuan Yue and Yun Qingshui.

It is impossible for them not to know about Feishan, maybe they will meet in advance, everyone will take care of each other, and there will be a response in advance.

As soon as he said go, Xuan Qing went directly to the pill medicine shop.

Today's Dan Medicine Workshop is empty, when Xuan Qing walked in, he saw several outer disciples cleaning, the huge Dan furnace was standing, Xuan Qing raised his hand and touched it, the wall of the Ding furnace was cold.

In a few months, the originally hot pill shop turned out to be so full of birds.

Xuan Qing sighed with emotion in his heart.

"Where's the owner?"

Xuan Qing asked, standing beside one of the children.

The little boy shook his head blankly, "I've been here for more than a month, and I haven't seen the owner of the fang, and I heard that he has been playing chess with the sect master Feishan. ”

Xuan Qing sneered.

Play chess?

What kind of chess game can coax children for months?

Xuan Qing guessed that Feishan had locked up Yun Qingshui, and he knew that it was useless to talk more, so he quickly left the pill shop.

Out of the pill medicine shop. He walked with his sword and went directly to the cave of Yuanyue.

Outside the cave, there is a formation.

That kind of formation is not difficult to enter with Xuan Qing's current cultivation, but Xuan Qing chose to stand outside the formation, which is out of politeness.

"The junior Xuanqing asked to see the senior of Yuanyue. ”

After a long while, the formation trembled for a moment, and a little boy came out of it, and the little boy first saluted Xuan Qing.

"I've seen the true biography of Xuanda, my cave master said that everything is empty, and he doesn't ask about the internal affairs of the sect now, please go back." ”

Yuan Yue didn't even see him.

Xuan Qing only felt that he had fallen into a situation of isolation and helplessness.

He had never been so helpless and dazed.

Helplessly, he glanced towards the entrance of the cave.

"In this way, the juniors don't bother. ”

There are still a thousand words in my heart, but at this time it is still speechless.

In this way, the juniors took their leave. ”

With a simple sentence, Xuan Qing turned to leave, and just took a few steps, but heard the voice of the little boy behind him:

"The cave master said, the world is impermanent, stick to your heart. ”

Xuan Qing silently wrote down Yuan Yue's explanation, and Edgeworth left.

The two people who had a good relationship with Qingyang Sect and him had no news one after another.

Xuan Qing originally wanted to ask the inner disciple about the situation, but after thinking about it, he immediately dispelled this idea.

Thinking that Yuan Yue and Yun Qingshui's cultivation is relatively high, they are so afraid of Feishan, not to mention those inner disciples with low cultivation.

Under high pressure, who dares to say half a word.

Forget it, don't ask.

The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth.

Xuanqing turned back, and slept unsteadily all night.

What happened the next day, he couldn't predict.

Early the next morning.

Xuan Qing arrived at the door of the Sanqing Hall very early.

At this time, Dongfang had just spit out a trace of fish belly white, and the door of the Sanqing Hall was full of people. Most of them were disciples of the sect, and they were all vegetarian with a white flower on their heads.

It was a symbol of the death of the suzerain.

The two stone lions outside the gate of the Sanqing Hall are also surrounded by a circle of white satin flowers.

The group of people surrounded the door of the main hall one after another.

At the back of the main hall, there were two rows of guards, each with sharp eyes, staring at the disciples in front of them, and the sharp blades in their hands were white and dangling, shaking people's eyes.

Feihai stood in the back row, holding a long knife in his hand, looking fierce and vicious.

Xuan Qing put away his sword and jumped down from the air.

His pace slowed down, and he slowly walked towards the door of the Sanqing Palace.

Xuan Qing's appearance caused a commotion in the crowd.

Many of the inner disciples began to laugh and discuss.

"Why did this kid come back?"

"Yes, doesn't he know that now that the Qingyang Sect has changed his surname to Fei, the Flying Mountain Sect Master can tolerate him?"

"Yes, with the means of the sect master, he will definitely not be given a chance, and he will definitely be ...... after that."

"Don't say it, brother, it's the world of Feishan now. ”

The man motioned for him to be silenced.

In the crowd, there was a person who saw Xuan Qing's figure, and immediately walked out quickly, and arrived in front of Xuan Qing first.

"Brother Xuanqing!"

The man called out anxiously.

Xuan Qing fixed his eyes and saw that it was Sima Shang.

Sima Shang pulled him to the side, and said in an anxious low voice:

"Brother, go quickly! Feishan will never tolerate you, he will kill you. “

The corner of Xuan Qing's mouth sneered.

"I want to see how he took my life in front of the people in the sect. ”

Xuan Qing was not afraid.

"Anyway, you go, go!"

Sima Shang retreated, and Xuan Qing walked backwards for a long distance.

Xuan Qing stopped and looked at Sima Shang.

"I'm going to send the Sect Master on his last journey. ”

As soon as these words came out, Sima Shang suddenly became anxious and said in a loud voice:

"You don't want to die? Feishan is already a great power to build a foundation, are you his opponent? And he wants to kill you, he doesn't have to do it himself, he is ready to kill the Three Musketeers, do you really want to try?"

"The Three Musketeers?"

The corners of Xuan Qing's mouth sneered slightly. (To be continued.) )