That child's face was seven or eight years old, and his cultivation was as vast as the sea, unfathomable, and Yuan Fan knew that only Mr. Qingfeng could resist it.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately lent out two broken swords to see Mr. Qingfeng's true strength.

Mr. Qingfeng's fingers flowed with white light, and the two broken swords landed beside him with a "snort".

Outside the small courtyard, the river of blood was surging, and the blood lotus flower under the child's feet was born step by step, and his palm was clapped, Mr. Qingfeng stood still, and the moment he held one of the broken swords, he was pointed out with a sword head-on.

"Phew!"

This sword may seem unpretentious, but its power is amazing.

The sword qi swept out from the edge of the broken sword, white and expansive, and in the explosion scene, like a crescent moon, it slashed to the child, and the blood-colored light in his palm was shattered in an instant, like stars being cut through the starry sky by the sword qi.

This scene, Yuan Fan and Chen Ling in the courtyard saw it clearly, and they couldn't help but widen their eyes, and their hearts turned over and over, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

This is a fairy duel, like a phantom, the child and Mr. Qingfeng are like two supreme gods, which makes people respect and fear.

"You ......"

The child was shaken back by a sword for a hundred meters, the blood lotus under his feet withered, his vitality was scattered, and the hundred ghosts in the flowers cried, and the voice was extremely poignant, which made people feel creepy.

Mr. Qingfeng's white clothes are fluttering, his two fingers are flowing with white light, and the two broken swords are suspended beside him, and the sword body is trembling slightly, with an extraordinary temperament, proud of the world, and an invincible posture.

"You..... How exactly is this done? The boy looked at Mr. Qingfeng with a slight surprise in his eyes.

Mr. Qingfeng did not answer the child's question, but looked at the two broken swords beside him, smiled, his brows furrowed, and muttered, "Death and life, so it is!" ”

The child's eyes were very cold, his immature face was as cold as a deep pool, and he was surrounded by blood mist, like a demon boy looking down on all beings.

Mr. Qingfeng glanced up at him and sighed, "You are not the old man's opponent, so let's leave, and don't set foot in the Eastern Wasteland Realm in the future." ”

"It's hard for the deity to do that." The child replied coldly, unwilling to leave.

His voice fell, and for a moment, the field suddenly fell silent, the silence was terrifying, and the pin drop could be heard.

Mr. Qingfeng nodded slightly, his face gradually became cold, his eyes were like swords, and he said, "Since this is the case, then the old man can only do the right thing for the sky!" ”

"Buzz!"

As the words fell, he slid his fingers and pointed obliquely at the heaven and earth, his fingertips surrounded two wisps of sword qi, and the figure stood in a white mist, a little star loomed in it, and there was a sword roar, the heaven and earth trembled, the mountains and rivers were still, and the Shenhui sword momentum swept from his body, enveloping a thousand zhang in a radius.

"I didn't expect you to enter this field, so let the deity learn your tricks."

The child's eyes were like blood jade, and although his face was solemn, he did not take half a step back.

The child's palm is delicate, slowly spread out, and another lotus seed falls into the blood river, in an instant, a blood ray soars into the sky, the blood mist surges to all directions, those lotus lotus leaves also spread and grow from the blood river, after an instant, the thousands of feet of the earth are full of blood-colored petals swaying, isolating a side of the world, bright and enchanting.

"Is this the divine power displayed by the immortal cultivator, it can actually transform into a small world of its own!"

Yuan Fan's eyes were dry, his lips trembled slightly, and he protected Chen Ling in his arms, and did not let her see the scene in front of her, which was too shocking to people's visual nerves and subverted imagination.

Above the stream, the blood mist was filled, constantly intertwined with the white mist, and the purple sun hanging high had long since disappeared, and I didn't know where to hide.

Those blood-colored lotus flowers bloom to form a sea of flowers, and the white glow flashes starlight instead of the stars, which seems to fall down at any time, making people's legs tremble, shocking, like a battle of immortals and demons.

The child took the initiative to take a big step forward, stepping into the air, with orchids in his little hands, and lotus flowers under his feet step by step, and the blood-colored light was dazzling, which made people marvel.

"Boom!"

At this time, a lotus bud that is extremely bright and bursting from the sea of flowers suddenly appeared, growing, and the fluff fluttered for 100 meters, like a cold tassel gun straight to the stars in the white glow, as if to pierce them and fall.

Mr. Qingfeng's face was expressionless, unhurried, his fingertips flowed brightly, two broken swords swam around the stars, the sword aura was leisurely, like a real dragon churning, fish and water jumping, and at the same time that lotus bud grew head-on, it also broke through the air and slashed away.

"Boom!"

The sword is out, the flowers are falling!

The forces of two different realms collided, the heavens and the earth shook violently, the rocks rolled down, and the qi waves were surging. The white glow sprinkled down, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, like a supreme true immortal who had entered the mortal dust was waving the fairy sword and slashing, and the sword qi was like an immortal, doing whatever he wanted, and coming with his thoughts.

"You..... Move with your thoughts..... You have reached the Sword Immortal level, impossible. When the boy saw this, he couldn't help but lose his voice, and felt extremely uneasy in his heart.

After the lotus bud was split by the sword qi, the child hurriedly changed the finger in his hand, and the lotus bud continued to grow from the sea of flowers, wanting to block the sword qi from the chopping.

However, everything was like a flash in the pan, no matter how the lotus buds grew later, they were all cut off by Baixia Sword Qi, tilted down, and began to wither, just like the cauliflower in the field was cut off with bamboo strips, clean and neat.

"No.... The deity doesn't want to die, Qingfeng, you let me go....."

Mr. Qingfeng's Xiaguang sword aura was terrifying, unstoppable, swift and sharp.

The child's face was terrified, and he kept making fingerprints, but all the lotus flowers in the sea of flowers were cut off, and then the child suddenly felt that the divine power in his body was about to be exhausted, and began to beg for mercy.

"Flower boy, at first, the old man thought that you were from a poor background, and asked you to leave many times, but you wanted to kill the old man, do you think I will let you go?"

Mr. Qingfeng said coldly, the white clothes fluttered and the snow was blowing, the two broken swords were suspended beside him, and the white glow above his head was sprinkled, shining like a true immortal dancing the fairy sword.

When the child heard Mr. Breeze's words, he did not beg for mercy anymore, and remained silent, his fingers no longer sealed, or his divine powers.

His eyes were as cold as red jade, allowing those sword qi to pass through his body, and then the glow in his eyes dimmed, and his vitality slowly drained away, and in the end, he turned into a lotus seed and fell into the stream and drifted downstream.

"Hey..... The old man is still soft-hearted, so he will spare your life, hoping that after many years, you can cultivate the Dao body and no longer do evil. ”

That lotus seed was the child's last life, and Mr. Qingfeng did not choose to kill them all, but only cut off his Dao Fruit in this life.

In the courtyard, there was silence, Yuan Fan was dumbfounded, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

In this state, it wasn't until Mr. Qingfeng walked into the courtyard that he gradually eased up.

"Mr. Qingfeng, ...... you" Yuan Fan opened his mouth, with a lot of questions in his heart, but for a while, he didn't know where to start.

"I don't know that Yuan Fan Xiaoyou's house can prepare good wine, the old man is a little thirsty and wants to drink a glass or two."

With a smile on his face, Mr. Qingfeng sat down on the wooden chair and placed the two broken swords on the wooden table.

Chen Ling was an empathetic woman, and when she heard Mr. Qingfeng's words, she immediately turned around and walked into the wooden house, took out two bottles of wine, and poured them for her.

Mr. Qingfeng looked at Chen Ling and praised Yuan Fan: "The little friend Taoist couple is very smart and slim, which is really a blessing." ”

Yuan Fan could only laugh, sit across the wooden table, and talk with Mr. Qingfeng.

"I know that Xiaoyou has a lot of questions, but the old man only answers you three questions, Xiaoyou can think about it and ask again." Mr. Qingfeng drank a glass of wine, his expression was relaxed, and he pushed the two broken swords in front of Yuan Fan.

Yuan Fan was silent, looked at the broken sword in front of him, thought about it and asked the first question, and said, "Sir, I don't know where these two swords come from?" ”

The Starry Sky Ancient Sword is full of mystery, and there are not only two bronze coffins and these two broken swords in the sword, but also a great connection with the other side of the starry sky. One of the things that puzzled him was holding the sword, which always felt like he had used it.

"The old man can't tell me about this question, he can only say that these two swords once belonged to mortal weapons." Mr. Qingfeng pondered for a long time and said slowly.

"Sir, I don't know what a mortal weapon is?" Yuan Fan asked subconsciously.

"There are only three questions, does that count as one?" Mr. Qingfeng smiled and said lightly.

"Uh...... Then let me ask again, can you tell us about the "Origin Sutra" given by Mr.? ”

As for what is a mortal weapon, Yuan Fan feels that it doesn't matter, even if he knows, it will not be beneficial to himself, it is better to ask some valuable questions.

Mr. Qingfeng poured himself a glass of wine and hesitated: "The Origin Sutra is the most special cultivation method in the Eastern Wilderness, with a total of nine volumes. Each volume is different, but in your hands is the initial volume, and practicing this volume will strengthen the body and be reborn. The second volume, entitled "The Sea of Eternal Life", is a practice for cultivating the Dead Sea and transforming it into divine power. However, except for the "Origin Sutra", the other volumes have fallen into other immortal cultivation forces, or disappeared into the long river of history. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Fan glanced at Chen Ling.

He asked tentatively: "Previously, there were immortal cultivation forces attacking the Treasure Cave Heaven, was it for the Origin Sutra?" ”

Mr. Qingfeng nodded, drank all the wine in the cup, and said thoughtfully: "The origin of these nine volumes of exercises is mysterious, and no one knows its origin. Legend has it that in ancient times, there were 'immortals' who entered the mortal world to create, and the cultivation of the nine volumes could be achieved and ascended, and butterflies became immortals. It's just that the conditions are harsh, and no one has ever succeeded, and if you want to practice the other eight volumes, you must first start with the Origin Sutra. ”

"Where did I get that gentleman?" Yuan Fan asked again.

"In the city of immortals, it is said that the 'immortal' created this exercise there. Fifty years ago, the old man passed by Qixian City and accidentally obtained the initial volume, and he also learned that this exercise is endlessly mysterious. After that, I was naturally hunted down and killed, and fled all the way to the Cave of Regret, those old guys have been looking for me for so many years, but I didn't expect to be found by them. However, the old man is not what he used to be, and if he sees them again, there is no need to run away again....."

Mr. Qingfeng talked eloquently, drank wine that would not get drunk, spoke lightly, and talked about his glorious years, with a look of meaning.

Yuan Fan was speechless when he heard it, he could only laugh and talk, feeling that Mr. Qingfeng had changed, like an old naughty boy, who was chic and free in conversation, and had a back-to-basics temperament.

"Mr. Qingfeng, aren't you hurting the fate of the cave heaven by doing this?"

Thinking of the scene he saw earlier, Yuan Fan realized that the Caishan Mountain in the Cave Heaven was bombarded and collapsed, and countless disciples scattered and fled, as if the demons were in trouble in the world.

When Mr. Qingfeng heard this, he laughed, and then explained that he did not harm them, and let them evacuate early, and the reason why he went to Cold Cloud City was because it belonged to the junction of the Eastern Wilderness and the Southern Wilderness, and there would be no catastrophe.

"That Cold Cloud City, fish and dragons are mixed, there are hundreds of immortal cultivation forces, including twelve in the Cave Heaven, hundreds of sects, and several other forces, those forces can't unify their opinions to target the Sword Sect, although they are mixed, it is also the safest place."

"There are hundreds of immortal cultivation forces?" Yuan Fan was surprised in his heart, and wrote down what Mr. Qingfeng said, and at the same time thought of the child who had just called himself "Buddha", he asked, very puzzled, why did that person know that he had two broken swords.

"Yuan Fan Xiaoyou, there are more than three questions, right? That's it, the old man drank your wine, just ask if you have anything, it's almost time to leave, otherwise there may not be many people standing in your small courtyard. ”