The monks of the Xuanyuan Continent are respected, and the realm of monks is divided into warriors, warriors, great warriors, war divisions, war divisions, clan war divisions, war spirits, war kings, war honors, war sects, war emperors, war emperors, more people believe that there is a higher realm, but no one knows. There have been many strange people who have testified by example, but in the end, they still disappeared and couldn't withstand the washing of time.

It is rumored that the five emperors of ancient times, only the central god Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor stepped into the realm of the war emperor, but in the end it was buried by the sand of time, leaving only a good story.

The warriors are in the stage of refining the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and each realm above the fighters is divided into four sub-levels: the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, and the peak.

The way of cultivation is the most difficult for the fighters, and only after the fighters have condensed their respective attribute yuan power can they be regarded as a real monk.

There are five most common attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, as well as three rare attributes of wind, darkness, and thunder.

Among them, the dark attribute Yuan Force is rejected by the Xuanyuan Continent and is not accommodated; the Thunder Attribute Yuan Force has never appeared for thousands of years and has become a legend; and the rest are only a very small number of Wind Attribute Yuan Force cultivators who have both speed and attack, and they are protected by their sects or families, which is rare to see.

In addition to the strength of the Yuan Force and the attributes that determine a person's strength, there is a more important factor, that is, the Battle Spirit.

If a single person in the Xuanyuan Continent has average talent, when he reaches the realm of a war master, the yuan power of each cultivator will naturally condense into a battle spirit.

If the Battle Soul has not been condensed in the War Master realm, then the achievements on the cultivation path will definitely be greatly reduced in the future, and the sooner the Battle Spirit is condensed, the more pure his Yuan Power is, and the higher his future achievements will be. There are still some children of big families in this world, who are born with the spirit of inheritance and are invincible, these are undoubtedly the pride of the sky, and they are the best among the people.

There are all kinds of strange forms of war spirits, including giant pythons, griffins, golden eagles, tigers and other spirit beasts, as well as plant spirits and weapon spirits, each of which has different special abilities.

However, the spirit of war is extinguished, the vitality is dispersed, and the person is lost. It is not a matter of life and death, and few people will release their battle spirit to fight, for fear that the battle spirit will be damaged and affect their own self-cultivation.

At this time, on this lively street, Mu Tianyang was holding the maid he had saved just now and rushing to the direction of the hospital.

"Boy, you wouldn't really give up this chance to be admitted to the hospital for a stranger, would you?"

At this time, the voice of the god-killing spirit sounded from Mu Tianyang's mind.

"Yes!" Mu Tianyang resolutely spit out a word.

"You stinky boy is going to me off, that's once a year, if you miss this time, you'll have to wait another year, in this year, I don't know when you'll die with your strength. ”

"Lai Pilong, are you afraid that after I die, the sea of consciousness will be shattered, and you will disappear with me!"

"I ...... I...... Who is afraid of death!"

The god-killing spirit was a little speechless, "Even if you send this girl to the hospital, you won't be able to get a penny, so it's strange if this strength is not thrown out and killed." ”

Hearing this, Mu Tianyang unconsciously slowed down. During these days outside, Mu Tianyang felt the indifference of people's hearts, the ruthlessness of the world, and the outside world was completely different from what he imagined.

There is too much selfishness and snobbery here, and the world is hot and cold under the sky, just as demons and monsters are not enemies!

Stopping, Mu Tianyang remembered the days in the village, where there was only joy and no sadness, and there was only enthusiasm and no alienation. Coming out of the village, he always thought that if people were in trouble, it was natural to help them......

"The village chief...... Uncle...... I miss you so much!"

He began to be disgusted with the traffic on the road, the people on the street came and went, and his eyes were full of confusion, and he did not know where to look for a piece of pure land.

Just when Mu Tianyang was at a loss, the figure of Hu Dian, the leader of the divine arrow, appeared in front of his eyes, and his confused eyes suddenly became clear.

"What a powerful Great Dream Sutra!" Seeing this scene, the god-killing spirit couldn't help but mutter.

"No, I can't watch her die. ”

"Lai Pilong, you must have a way to save her, tell me quickly!"

"I ...... What can I do. Before he finished speaking, the god-killing spirit suddenly seemed to think of something, "That cyan jade pendant on your chest has a strong healing effect, wouldn't it be nice to hang it on her." ”

"yes, I didn't think of that. ”

As he spoke, Mu Tianyang excitedly took off the jade pendant around his neck and hung it on the maid's chest.

When Mu Tianyang took off the jade pendant on his chest, the god-killing spirit showed a guilty look, and no one knew what he was thinking at this time.

Suddenly, the originally dim jade pendant green mang's masterpiece has become brilliant, and a little green mang wraps the maid. Looking closely at the transparent glazed jade pendant, there is a tiny green dragon, slowly wandering, which looks very magical.

In an instant, the maid's condition improved, her breathing slowly became somewhat even, and her face gradually became rosy.

Mu Tianyang let out a long breath, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"In the world of the strong, the world is ruthless, why stick to this!" the god-killing spirit sighed helplessly.

"If the heart is empty, what is it like to look down on the common people? After all, it is just a dream. ”

"If a person is affectionate, he will be self-reliant; if he is ruthless, he will have a dream!"

An old man suddenly popped out of nowhere, Mu Tianyang couldn't help but be startled, and the god-killing spirit hurriedly hid.

"You...... Who are you?" Mu Tianyang carefully looked at the old man in front of him.

Five short figures, red faces, two sword eyebrows slightly spirited. Pedal a pair of dirty thick cloth shoes, the shoes have no head to see the exposed toes, the robe on the body is like a broken fishing net hanging obliquely on the body, it is no longer clear what color it is, but a small and a large two yin and yang patterns on the robe are particularly distinct, and the pungent smell on the body makes the passers-by on the side retreat.

"Your master!"

"Huh?"

Mu Tianyang didn't react yet, he only felt a sharp pain in his knees, and his legs fell to the ground weakly. Immediately afterwards, the old man pressed his hand on the back of Mu Tianyang's neck at a lightning speed, and forced him to kowtow three times. This series of movements was only a few breaths, not that Mu Tianyang was not angry, but that he didn't find time to react at all.

"Haha, don't you see this as my apprentice!"

"You...... You ......"

Mu Tianyang got up and just wanted to be angry, but when he saw that the weather-beaten wrinkles on the old man's forehead seemed to stretch out at this moment, a pair of eyes had already narrowed into a crooked crescent, and the corners of the old man's mouth showed a satisfied smile, as if he had picked up a treasure so happy, he couldn't help but think of the village chief's grandfather, and as soon as his heart softened, his anger disappeared.

"Old man, you're too fond of joking!"

"I'm not kidding!" the old man said with a serious face, "This is the sword of fame for the teacher-Qing Ming, I didn't bring any gifts when I went out in a hurry just now, so I'll give you this sword now!"

As soon as he saw the sword, Mu Tianyang's face was suddenly covered with black lines, "Uh...... Old man, I said that it was a meeting ceremony between master and apprentice, can't you be decent? This sword is too rusty, isn't it, this is black, are you sure this is a sword?"

"A man must not look at his face, and a sword must not look at the surface!"

As he spoke, the old man proudly told Mu Tianyang about the origin of the Qingying Sword.

Legend has it that in the primeval period, Pangu opened up the world and created this sweeping universe.

Later, the co-workers knocked down Buzhou Mountain, pierced the sky, and messed up the world, but fortunately, the goddess Nuwa quarried stones to make up for the sky, so that the world was peaceful.

When the goddess Nuwa mended the sky, she left a few strange stones, and abandoned them between the wilderness and a valley of Kunlun Mountain. Among them, there are three stones, which were in the mouth of Nuwa Niangniang when they were mending the sky, but they failed to take on the task of mending the sky.

Nuwa named the three strange stones according to their spiritual powers, one was "Wei", which refers to the supreme power of God, the other is "Zhi", which refers to the wisdom of knowing the heavens and the earth, and the other is "Wu", which refers to the power of destroying the heavens and the earth.

Time is long, and countless nails have passed, and the "martial artist" has turned into a piece of dark iron, and has been trained by Ou Yezi, a sword-casting craftsman, as one of the top ten divine swords, called "Qing Ming".

"Look carefully to see if the texture on this sword seems to be a hundred dragons circling, the essence is restrained, and the color is slightly dark blue!"

"It's so mysterious, it seems to be very powerful, but no matter how I look at it, I seem to think that this sword only has a slightly dark blue color. ”

Mu Tianyang took the sword with a puzzled look and looked at it carefully, and there were indeed two crooked words "Qing Ming" engraved on the sword.

The sword body is about eight feet eight inches long, the sword body faintly reveals the vicissitudes of life and the simple atmosphere, I don't know if it is a long time or what the reason, the sword body has been rusted, the rust dregs continue to fall, the tentacles are a piece of rust, the whole sword looks as fragile as an old man in the twilight, as if a slight touch, it can be broken into two.

This made him have to reverie that this word would not be carved by this old man by himself by finding a piece of iron, the ugly words engraved by a generation of sword-casting craftsmen are reasonable, but the quality of this sword is not up to standard, looking at this rusty sword, Mu Tianyang's heart suddenly cold.

"Alas, maybe this sword hasn't been opened!" Mu Tianyang could only comfort himself secretly like this.

While Mu Tianyang was holding this sword, he faintly felt that the god-killing spirit in the sea of consciousness was a little restless.

"Broken Dragon, you cowardly dragon with no conscience, a broken sword makes you so excited, why didn't I see you excited once when I was about to be killed!" Mu Tianyang scolded secretly in his heart.

"Don't scold, I'm also involuntarily, now I'm just a conscious body, if I'm not careful, I'm inadvertently discovered by a master, it's easy to erase me, and I have more than enough power to help you. The god-killing spirit said with a little emotion.

"This old man is eccentric, seemingly uncultivated, but it gives people an unfathomable feeling, that sword makes me feel a trace of kindness, the sword must be accepted, with him or not, decide for yourself, don't say much, in case it is discovered, it will be over. ”

At this point, the god-killing spirit fell silent.

At this time, the old man seemed to have discovered something, and inadvertently glanced at Mu Tianyang, a gleam flashed away from the corner of his eye, and he still looked sloppy, "Let's go, wait for the old man to pick up the girl and go back with the teacher!"

"Old man, where are you going?" Of course, Mu Tianyang didn't notice the sudden change in the old man just now.

"Don't call the old man, the old man is called Xuanyuanzi, not to mention that you should call the master!" Xuanyuanzi suddenly gave Mu Tianyang a burst chestnut, and replied pretending to be profound, "Xuanyuan Holy Courtyard!"

"Xuanyuanzi?" the god-killing spirit seemed to think of something, and suddenly reminded in a loud voice, "Follow him!"

At this time, the corners of Xuanyuanzi's mouth hooked up a satisfactory arc.