In a wilderness town in the southern part of Liuyun County.

A group of six people came from afar in the dust, and then checked into the only inn in the town.

This position is in a remote place, there is no place around Zhong Lingyu, and the aura between heaven and earth is extremely thin.

As a result, there are very few monks within a radius of more than 1,000 miles.

Thinking about it, it's actually normal, the thin aura means that it is difficult for any spiritual objects to be born here, let alone an area suitable for cultivation.

The inn was run by mortals, and the food it could provide was mostly turbid and inseparable, and under normal circumstances, the monks had always stayed away from this kind of thing.

I'm afraid that only Yamasawa Yexiu, who is not wealthy, will not care about it for various reasons.

"Eat, now is not the time to think about it so much."

Zhao Yuansong said with a tired face.

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to eat and drink, and large pieces of beef were stuffed into his mouth, chewed for a while, and swallowed along with the wine.

The other five inner disciples of the Nine Xuanmen could only sigh when they saw this, and then they ate and drank regardless of their image.

After months of running, they have experienced one battle after another, they are already exhausted, not to mention the huge consumption of mana in their bodies, and the elixir spirit stones and so on on their bodies have been almost consumed.

Although they are unwilling, they can only replenish the nutrients they need in their bodies through this kind of rough food that is clear and turbid.

After eating and drinking, several people lived in the upper room of the inn, and finally had a chance to take a good rest.

It's just that although it's an upper room, it's actually a small room, with a chair, a table, and a bed.

Zhao Yuansong did not dislike it, and after placing a few prohibitions in his hand, he sat cross-legged on the bed and silently began to run the exercises.

Now although he looks embarrassed, his face is full of wind and frost, and even the whole person has lost weight several times, his cheeks have sunken deeply, and the stubble has grown even more.

But his aura is even stronger than before, originally just looking at the cultivation of breaking through the second realm, at this moment, he has reached the level of the peak of the second realm!

The mana in his body was as thick as a mountain, and while it was running in the meridians, there was a misty aura enveloping his body.

The breath of the earth permeated out, and under a peculiar rhyme, Zhao Yuansong's injured body was slowly recovering.

Among the five elements, the earth and wood are the best at treating injuries.

As the night deepened, he slowly stopped the operation of the exercises, and when he opened his eyes, countless complex colors appeared in his eyes.

Zhao Yuansong's heart moved, and he immediately opened his inner vision, and then "saw" that there was a big sword filled with earthy yellow light in the dantian.

This sword is gray and white, glowing with gold and iron, if it is restored to its actual size, it is enough to be as tall as a person, and the sword surface is comparable to the body of an adult.

And in this big sword, there is a thick Taoist rhyme all the time, if you look at it closely, it seems that you can still see that there seems to be a light condensed into a book.

Even Zhao Yuansong didn't need to listen intently, there was a murmuring chanting sound, which sounded in his heart all the time.

It is precisely under such various abnormalities that his realm has always been slowly improving, and if he takes the initiative to go to enlightenment, the speed will be countless times faster.

No matter who this situation is, it is undoubtedly a great thing.

But in Zhao Yuansong's view, it is a much bigger trouble than Tiandu!

There is no other reason, just because this big sword is the natal magic weapon of the Red Heart Dao people thousands of years ago, and it is cast from the meteorite outside the sky as the main material!

As for the inclusion in it, it is said that it has fallen in this heaven and earth together with the meteorite outside the sky, the supreme exercise - Xiao Xuanhuang Sutra!

Zhao Yuansong knew that he had got a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but he didn't have half a point of joy in his heart, and he was even full of boundless worries.

He knew very well that he only relied on his own cultivation

realm, it is impossible to hold such an opportunity.

Once the news leaks out, it will inevitably become the target of everyone, and those Jindan great monks, and even the powerful ones who are high up, will not care about the feelings of the little Second Realm monks.

"Now I must return to the teacher!"

Zhao Yuansong muttered to himself in his heart.

Now only when he goes to the Nine Xuanmen can he be considered completely safe, and when the time comes, whether he hands over this treasure or does other ideas, at least he doesn't have to worry about his own life, and he will be taken away all of a sudden.

"Enemy attack!"

Suddenly, his expression moved, and then his face suddenly changed and he roared!

Before his words fell, a loud noise was heard, and then the surging mana burst out!

The entire inn suddenly became fragmented under the ferocious mana, and countless streamers fell, tearing apart everything that stood in front of them!

Zhao Yuansong shouted, and a layer of earthy yellow halo suddenly appeared outside his body, and then he mobilized the mana that had just recovered most of the mana in his body, and slammed through the wall of the room!

As fast as he could, he rushed out of the passenger station, and immediately saw more than a dozen monks holding torches aloft in his eyes.

Although most of them only have the cultivation of the Enlightenment Realm, they all hold the weapons carefully crafted by the Great Yu Dynasty in their hands, and their power is enough to threaten the lives of the monks above the Second Realm.

Behind him, several figures broke out of the inn one after another, and they were the five inner disciples of the Nine Xuanmen.

It's just that a few people are much more embarrassed than a few hours ago, and one of them is even slightly injured, and there is already a striking red blood stain on the corner of his mouth.

"Breakout!"

Zhao Yuansong shouted angrily, then ate two fingers and made sword fingers, and went to the front to focus on the point!

In an instant, the mana condensed into an earthy yellow long sword, and then the sword body shook slightly, and suddenly countless sword shadows were differentiated!

The shadow of the sword fell from the sky, and all the monks in front of him tried desperately to dodge, but there were still seven or eight people who were beheaded by the sword.

As soon as the sound fell, he took the five people behind him and rushed forward with all his might, and at the same time, he pointed at the mana long sword that had been condensed earlier, causing it to turn sharply in midair, and then slashed towards the nearest Second Realm monk!

After cultivating to the great advance, Zhao Yuansong's combat power also improved a lot, and with a sword slashing down, the Second Realm monk couldn't resist it, but his head was cut off with a snap of his fingers!

"You ...... Let's go!"

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Zhao Yuansong hurriedly turned his head to look, and then saw an inner disciple, whose body had been pierced by more than a dozen special arrows at this moment, and stopped all over his body.

The mana in that disciple's body was slackening, and his vitality was passing quickly.

With a smile on his face, he took a deep look at his fellow disciples in front of him, and then resolutely turned around and walked towards the dozen or so monks who were chasing after him.

"The wind rises, ten mysteries come out, and a thousand years come out!"

The hoarse voice sounded, and it was a sentence engraved in the mountain gate since the founding of the sect of Jiuxuanmen.

And as soon as these words came out, that disciple's aura suddenly skyrocketed several times, and he actually used the sect's secret method to forcibly burn everything in himself!

Within a few breaths, he leaped from the middle of the Second Realm to the peak of the Second Realm, and he stretched out his hand to grab it towards the void, and then a mana long sword condensed in his palm.

The brilliant sword light rose like a star, dispelling the dark night of this heaven and earth, and slashing at all the enemies in front of him!

"Let's go!"

He turned his back to his fellow doorman and shouted immediately with the last of his might.

Hear the words, hear the sounds.

Zhao Yuansong and the rest of the disciples gritted their teeth, forcibly suppressed the thought of turning around and fighting in their hearts, and rushed into the dark night in the distance with hatred in their hearts.

Despite their anger, they could not live up to the precious opportunity they had won at the cost of their own lives and not being able to re-enter reincarnation!