The morning sun is rising, and the purple air is coming from the east. The fiery red sun shone brightly over the earth. The faint golden glow was warm, putting on a beautiful layer of xia clothes for the True Sword Peak.

In the stone room halfway up the mountainside, Mo Yun sat cross-legged on the stone platform. The red-gold edges all over his body were all over his body, and the phantom of the ancient sword above his head reappeared. For the perception of the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter, he had one more point, and he also had one more question in his heart. The Nine Heavens Sword Chapter is a rare sword technique that helps him condense the sea of qi, step into the way of the sword, and embark on a path different from others.

Although the realm is still the same, the real combat power far surpasses the sword cultivation of the same realm. He faintly realized that after cultivating to the sword master of the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter, it seemed that the following magic tricks were missing. This question must wait until the moment he sets foot in the Sword King to be determined.

Refining the medicinal power of the elixir, Mo Yun's breath was finally completely stabilized at the peak of the sixth-order sword master. Just wait for an opportunity to step into the seventh-order sword master and step into the ranks of high-level sword masters.

Slowly open his eyes, the pupils of ink are sharp and majestic, and the consciousness that belongs to the strong unfolds, and he will practice what he says, and never bend his waist! An inexplicable majestic aura is diffused around his body, and his temperament is indifferent, with a faint majesty and domineering, which is soul-catching.

He smiled with satisfaction, he was very satisfied with the progress of cultivation! In just four years, he had successfully entered the sixth-order sword master, and this kind of speed, no one in the Sword Xuan Sect could break it.

Dabi ended more than a month, and at this moment, he finally decided to go and collect his belongings. As the champion of Dabi, not only can you enter the sword washing pool, but also you can enter the five-vein Xuantian secret realm, this is an opportunity!

Walking out of the stone room, Mo Yun took a deep breath, feeling the freshness and aura pulsating in the air. He opened his arms and embraced him, and his shirt moved without wind. At a glance, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the fragrance of spiritual grass, and the smell of earth are also coming to the nostrils.

A gust of wind came, the trees swayed, and the sunlight was cut into speckles, which shone intermittently on Mo Yun's body.

His state of mind gradually calmed down. This time, Mo Yun understood a lot. Not only did he fight against other senior brothers, but in the end, he even spoke wildly, attracting the Heavenly Tribulation Mutation.

I have realized my insignificance! Between the vast heaven and earth, I am a tiny ant! How different is a sword master from an ant in the eyes of a truly strong man? All along, I have been sitting in a well and watching the sky, arrogant! If you want to fight the sky, you must have the corresponding strength!

If it weren't for the mysterious dragon clan's action, he would have been split into ashes by the thunder of the sky, and his soul would have been scattered!

One day, I will defeat you!" Mo Yun admonished himself. With his eyes closed, he stood quietly, and his breath gradually merged with the space, ethereal.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again, and his footsteps moved, and he walked down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there were already people waiting, and next to it, was a huge golden-winged giant eagle. The disciple dressed in black lowered his head a little fearfully, and said respectfully, "Senior Brother Mo Yun, please go up to the Golden-winged Giant Eagle!"

Mo Yun bowed slightly, and replied, "Thank you, junior brother, what's your name?" He saw at a glance the cultivation of the black-clothed disciple, a fifth-order swordsman!

"Senior Brother Hui, my name is Lin Dong!" The black-clothed disciple was flattered and hurriedly replied. Mo Yun showed his skills above the big competition and won the championship, and his strong strength and bloody methods had already penetrated into the hearts of those disciples. In their opinion, this is an extremely difficult figure to get along with. And to be sent to meet him is undoubtedly a chore!

The facts made Lin Dong stunned, and also made him secretly happy.

"Washing Sword Pool, where is it?"

"Uh~!" Lin Dong was stunned by the question, and couldn't help asking, "Senior brother has been in the sect for three years, don't you know?" As soon as the words came out, Lin Dong secretly said that it was not good.

His face turned red when he was said, but he was not angry, and explained: "I have been in retreat all along, and I rarely go to the True Sword Peak, Senior Brother Lin smiled when he saw it!"

Seeing that Mo Yun didn't delve into it, Lin Dong also relaxed, shook his head and replied: "Senior brother's dedication to cultivation is really admirable!" He was awe-inspiring in his heart: Three years of retreat is not something anyone can bear! It is not unreasonable for Senior Brother to win the championship!

"In the sect competition once every ten years, the champion can get the opportunity to enter the sword washing pool! There is also a sect mission, once the task is particularly difficult, there is also a chance to enter the sword washing pool! Senior brother should understand how much a good sword weapon is of great help to sword cultivation! There are tens of thousands of real soldiers and eight hundred spiritual soldiers in the sword washing pool, which is one of the most important secret realms of my Sword Xuanzong, and of course it is placed in the safest place!"

"Oh, Hanging Peak!" Mo Yun suddenly thought of the golden-winged giant eagle next to him, and he could almost conclude it.

Lin Dong nodded: "Yes, senior brother, let's go!"

"Okay, thank you Senior Brother Lin! If you encounter anything in the future, you can come to True Sword Peak to find me!" Mo Yun bowed his head and spit out.

Of course, Lin Dong knew the weight of this sentence, and immediately bowed and saluted: "Thank you, senior brother!"

Mo Yun shook his head slightly, signaling that he didn't have to be polite. Lin Dong didn't say much, beckoning the golden-winged giant eagle to hang down its wings.

"Haha~!Senior Brother Lin doesn't have to be so troublesome!" Mo Yun laughed, lifted Lin Dong with one hand, jumped up, and flew up like a big peng, falling towards the back of the golden-winged giant eagle.

Lin Dong's face turned pale, and he immediately returned to normal, and he admired it more and more in his heart. The body of the golden-winged giant eagle is huge, its wings spread out, and it is nearly three hundred meters wide, and even if it stands on the ground, it is dozens of meters high. Mo Yun was able to bring him up with him with just a slight leap.

You must know that even if you are a sword master, it is impossible to fly out of thin air, that is the sign of a sword spirit master! And Mo Yun is still a sword master, he can jump dozens of meters high, and his physical strength is staggering!

"Let's go~!Little Liu" Mo Yun's voice was not loud, but the golden-winged giant eagle raised its head and screamed, its feet suddenly exerted force, and its huge wings flapped and rose from the ground.

Lin Dong was even more shocked. The Golden-winged Giant Eagle is a sword king-level spirit beast, with spiritual wisdom and its own dignity, how can ordinary people drive it! Lin Dong can drive it because of the token in his hand. In the token, there is the breath of the Sword Xuan Ancestor.

As everyone knows, Mo Yun's strength exploded with all his strength, which was enough to kill the giant eagle! The golden-winged giant eagle felt a mortal danger from him. Moreover, when Mo Yun came to Jian Xuan, he was taking Xiaoliu, and between the two, it was already the second time they met.

He couldn't help but think of the Flying Thunder Tiger he encountered when he came to Sword Xuanzong. At that time, if it weren't for the Dao Sword Peak Lord Qiao Zhen and several elders fighting for their lives, where would he still be now.

Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh. Lin Dong stood behind him, speechless.

The hanging peak was tens of thousands of feet above the ground, and the golden-winged giant eagle soared straight into the sky, leaving the hanging peak behind him. Xiao Liu happily circled and flew around the hanging peak, and the sound of eagles resounding through the sky.

When it had had enough of playing, it slowly fell to the square of the hanging peak.

Tens of thousands of feet in the sky, the air is thin, Lin Dong's cultivation is not high, and even breathing is difficult, and his face is red. Seeing this, Mo Yun grabbed his wrist with one hand and slowly poured the true power of the sword into Lin Dong's body.

Lin Dong quickly recovered, looked at Mo Yun gratefully, and said, "Thank you, Brother Mo!"

He waved his hand and replied, "We are both members of the Sword Xuan Sect, that is, senior brothers, so we don't need to see each other like this!"

Feeling the rich aura on the hanging peak, Mo Yun was deeply shocked. The aura flowed slowly, almost condensing into liquid. The pores of the body opened, and the aura rushed in. After only a moment, he felt a slight increase in the true power of the sword.

Around the Hanging Peak Square, there are majestic palaces, like giant beasts, prostrate on the ground. In the distance, between the clouds and mist, a mountain peak nearly a thousand feet high stood on the edge of a huge waterhole. In the waterhole, there are many strange swimming fish. On the surface of the water, purple lotus flowers bloom, and it seems that you can feel the fragrance of bursts.

Mo Yun recognized it at a glance, this was the Burning Tendon Lotus, the best material for refining the Spirit Pill Condensing Yijing Pill! The Burning Tendon Lotus only grows in the waters with strong spiritual energy, and cannot be subjected to a drop of rain. It sprouts and grows every 100 years, and only blooms once in 500 years! Look at this purple patch that is about to fill the waterhole, it is at least 4,000 years old.

On top of a stone, there is a thousand-year-old igneous ginger. Fire rock ginger is also the material for refining the spirit pill Flame Pill.

A nearly 100-foot tree stands next to the waterhole, covering the sky and the sun. Between the emerald green branches and leaves, there are fiery red fruits! Blood Fruit, eating one can increase the cultivation of a small realm, it is only effective for swordsmen and below, and the side effect is that the difficulty of breaking through the barrier in the next realm is doubled!

These are just the tip of the iceberg, this is the real heritage of the sect!

After following Lin Dong, he gradually got used to it, and he was not surprised. As one of the three hundred and sixty-five true sects of the True Domain, the Sword Xuanzong has its own heritage, there is no doubt about it.

After walking for more than a quarter of an hour, the two stopped in front of a palace gate. This palace is more than 20 zhang high, only lower than the two palaces. The palace has clear lines, straight to and from, each yellow boulder has more than a zhang, and it is densely engraved with infinite battle scenes, and the bloody atmosphere is revealed, showing endless domineering.

Looking up, the three words of the Hall of Elders came into view. These three words are also written by a master, although the momentum is not as good as the word sword platform of the real sword peak, but it is unique, revealing a domineering majesty.

He couldn't help but think of an ancestor: Jun Qianlei!

"Since you're here, come in!" Jun Qianlei's voice came from the hall, majestic and indifferent. He is an ancestor, and when he met him in person at this moment, he had already let go of his body.

"Obey~!" Mo Yun replied with a bent down, extremely respectful. In Jun Qianlei's eyes, he was like an ant! In the face of the ancestor of the sect, he had nothing to be proud of.

He took out the high-grade real soldier from Xue Qi from the ring and said to Lin Dong, "Senior Brother Lin, thank you for bringing me up!"

Lin Dong just glanced at it, his face changed suddenly, and he refused without hesitation: "Brother Mo, this is too precious, you better put it away!" Although he said this, Mo Yun still saw a deep love in his eyes. Top-grade true soldiers, except for disciples with extremely high status, can be obtained, where do other disciples have a chance.

The cultivation of a fifth-order swordsman is not weak, but within the Sword Xuan Sect, he has not yet obtained the qualifications of a high-grade true soldier. This gift was so heavy that he couldn't afford to accept it.

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, what kind of man do you look like a man! Although this sword weapon is precious, I don't care about it!" he frowned and reprimanded.

Forcibly stuffing the high-grade real soldiers into Lin Dong's hands, he continued: "Don't refuse!

In this way, Lin Dong held the sword weapon and bit his lips.

"Work hard, don't let it down!" Mo Yun said, turning around, and then approached step by step, finally stopping in front of the door.

"Go back!" he finally said, his hands densely covered with the true power of the sword, imprinted on the gate. The heavy copper-colored door slowly opened, and an aura that was richer than the aura outside leaked out.

Mo Yun was not afraid, and stepped in, and the door closed with a creak.

Lin Dong stood in place and was silent for a long time, and finally knelt down suddenly, bowed three times in succession, and said solemnly: "Brother Mo, I don't dare to forget today's gift, if he has an order in the future, he will definitely go to the soup and die!"

After saying that, he stood up and left without looking back. Lin Dong's temperament has changed a lot.