The Purple Qi Golden Lotus of the Heavenly Master's Mansion is indeed very strange, it is a strange thing born from the secret technique of the Heavenly Master's Mansion to gather the fortune of the dynasty, floating in the Qi Luck Pool on the top of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

Although the Great Zhao Dynasty has never recognized the Heavenly Master Mansion as the state religion of the Great Zhao, the relationship between the Great Zhao Imperial Family and the Heavenly Master Mansion is very close, and it can be said that since the Zhao ancestor opened the Great Zhao Dynasty, the Heavenly Master Mansion and the Great Zhao Dynasty have been tied together.

The Great Zhao Imperial Family will send the royal bloodline to the Heavenly Master's Mansion to practice, and the Purple Qi Golden Lotus has always been something that only the royal bloodline can hold.

The second prince got the purple qi golden lotus, if he returned to Lin'an Mansion, he would definitely be able to attract a large number of courtiers to vote.

The Great Prince's vein will bear a lot of impact.

However, the eldest prince has the support of Qin Lishi, the powerful minister of the dynasty, even if the second prince has the purple qi golden lotus, it cannot be said that he is stable and stable over the eldest prince.

And the second prince also has a plan, if he can create a momentum in the Sword Pool Palace, he will even let the entire Sword Pool Palace support him.

In the battle between the dragons in Lin'an Mansion, he will inevitably be able to grasp the absolute advantage.

But if you want to be recognized by the Sword Pool Palace, ringing this thousand-year-old sword bell is the key, and the eighteen rings of the sword bell are the focus of the attention of the Sword Pool Palace.

If he can surpass the eighteen rings, that land immortal-level old sword saint will be born for him!

The second prince, Zhao Pei, came with this thought, and he planned to use the power of the purple qi golden lotus to bang eighteen times in one go, and show his strong posture in the Sword Pond Palace.

If he can provoke the legendary land immortal-level old sword saint, then he will inherit Da Zhao in the future, and there will be absolutely no problem.

He released the purple qi golden lotus, and with an absolutely powerful aura, he wanted to knock An Le down the stone platform, so that his momentum could be even greater, and there was definitely hope for ringing eighteen sounds.

However, the second prince Zhao Pei never thought that the Purple Qi Golden Lotus would be suppressed and thrown off the stone platform...... It's not comfort, it's him!

"Invincible ......"

Zhao Pei, the second prince who fell off the stone platform, the purple qi golden lotus light around his body became a little dim under this suppression, and his face showed an ugly color.

He felt what the celestial dragon that suddenly burst into the sky was.

Invincible!

The invincible power of the white python transformation dragon!

This son can gather invincible power to such an extent!

Once you break through the sixth realm, the invincible power will be integrated into the primordial spirit and the physical body, the foundation will be extremely solid, and the future impact of the seventh and eighth realms will be easier than anyone else!

Why is Ang Lee's cultivation speed so fast?

That is because of the invincible momentum at the beginning, out of a legendary road that became famous in the world, after the Six Realms, it was like a bamboo, because the heart of the Dao was tough, so it was unstoppable!

Only when the eighth realm hits the ninth realm, will it cause an obstruction.

The second prince didn't expect that in An Le, he would also see such courage.

When An Le was famous in Lin'an, he was still in retreat in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, wanting to pick the purple qi golden lotus at the same time, and at the same time impact the Double Six Realms to lay a solid foundation.

It's a pity that he couldn't break through at the same time, so he gave up the breakthrough, intending to use the purple qi golden lotus to cultivate for a period of time to achieve a stable charge.

Therefore, he only knew that An Le was in front of Tianxuan Palace, drawing his sword and cutting the palm of the Zhao family's son of heaven, destroying the emperor's plan to seize the heart sword.

didn't know that this son's invincible strength was so majestic that he even turned into a heavenly dragon!

Just when the second prince's face was ugly and his heart was burning with anger.

But, with his invincible strength alone, how could he shoot away him who released the Purple Qi Golden Lotus?!

On the stone platform, An Le didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and he didn't even look at him.

The second deafening sword bell rang and exploded again!

An Le's body hung in the air, and his body was boiling.

In the inner dan, the mystery is self-generated!

An ancient demon tiger appeared in the shadows, roaring the stars.

On An Le's body, there seemed to be an ancient scripture emerging, slapping the huge and heavy sword bell with a tiger-like palm!

Knock –

The deafening roar of the tiger, blended with the exploding bell waves, spread in all directions.

It is in the shape of ripples, as if a thin piece of rice paper has been pinched in the corner, and under the hurricane blow, it is constantly hunting up and down.

Sword Roar, Tiger Roar, Zhong Bo...... The three seem to be blended together.

The momentum was so great that all the cultivators sitting around the Sword Bell Stone Platform felt their scalps tingle.

The invisible qi waves slammed out, blowing the frost grass on the ground like the blessing of sword qi one after another!

Many disciples of the Sword Pool Palace, as well as the geniuses of the Dali Kingdom Star List, their clothes were tightly clinging to their bodies, and their hair was also fluttering towards the back.

One by one, their eyes widened, and they fell to the ground, stabilizing their figures.

Feel the Zhong Bo of the transmission, and use this to baptize the body, enhance the sword qi, and comprehend the sword intent!

"Two."

When the sword roar and the tiger roar and the bell wave dissipated, a deep voice lingered and exploded.

Then I saw the white-clothed young man on the stone platform, and the young man after the baptism of Zhong Bo's sword qi, the bones of his whole body exploded, and he rose again.

The mysteries born in the inner dan are all presented.

Before the sword bell, An Le practiced the long-lost "Ancient Demon Five Bird Sutra", and used the sword intent contained in the sword bell to forge and temper.

The meaning is becoming more and more real, and among the inner dan, there seems to be an ancient demon tiger, standing on the earth, roaring the stars in the sky.

The ancient bear style, as if holding the Dan and standing, the peace and blood swelled, as if turned into a mountain, steady as the immovable king in the Buddhist gate, angry eyes and round eyes, tongue blooming spring thunder.

Both palms were slapped at the same time, and they slapped on the sword bell at the same time, causing thousands of swords in the sword bell to sound in unison, and the bell wave exploded again!

The sword chant was stacked more and more high-pitched, and Zhong Bo continued to be stacked by the impact!

The sound of the ancient bell rushed into the sky, and the clouds were blown up, as if a huge umbrella was propped up!

And in the sword pond lake, the huge waves were stacked again, and the waves of white flowers were stacked with intertwined surging sword qi, which slammed into the cliff by the lake, and the explosion was torn apart, and the momentum was not small, but such a momentum was not comparable to Zhong Bo at all!

Ring the bell with the five kinds of mysteries of the ancient demon five birds, the end of one type will lead to the next type, one wave with one wave, there are waves on the lake, one zhang high and one zhang, the whole Jianchi Lake is like a big bowl full of water, shaking the water in the bowl from side to side.

Jian Yin carried the bell wave, with the stone platform sword bell as the center, swept in!

"Five!"

"Six!"

"Seven!"

……

After every sword chant and bell wave, the sonorous and powerful voice of a young man echoed!

The momentum in Zhong Bo is majestic, and the spirit in the sword chant is full of energy, which makes everyone change color!

Such a majestic bell wave sound far overshadowed Lu Ziwei, who rang the bell 17 rings before, and Lu 13, who rang the bell 15 rings!

Watch and know the whole situation!

The starting tone is so high, it can be seen that its momentum is turbulent, I am afraid that it will really ring eighteen times!

Between heaven and earth, a strong wind arose.

On the bluestone pavement.

Su Musha, Zhao Huangting and Wan Jieliu stood together, their faces were all amazed, even Wan Jieliu, who had been expressionless, his eyes were also wide, and on the surface of his shirtless upper body, there was a trace of sword intent intertwined.

"The momentum of the first three rings is unprecedented!"

"This son is going to break the sword bell eighteen times! No! I can't guess how much he can ring the sword bell! ”

Wan Jieliu's deep voice overpowered Jian Yin and Zhong Bo and said.

Su Mu's eyes were shining, and Zhao Huangting, who was beside her, also had a complicated complexion.

When he stood on the stone platform, he knocked the sword bell with one hand and rang eighteen times, shocking the sword pond palace up and down, unconsciously, the years flowed, he gave it to the green mountain, and the young man he brought was also standing on the stone platform as he did back then, with gestures, knocking out more momentum than he did back then!

Looking at the wave after wave of Zhong Bo, Zhao Huangting had gray hair and long eyebrows, but he couldn't help but show a knowing smile.

This sword bell and bell wave are like the flowing water of the river.

Wave after wave, wave after wave.

The future of the young man must be better than that of Zhao Huangting...... Even more exciting!

Very good.

And on the bluestone road in the distance.

Li Qingchuan, the Taoist of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, was shocked in his heart, he saw that the second prince who released the purple qi golden lotus was actually suppressed by the white-clothed young man and stepped off the stone platform.

It's incredible.

The second prince is carrying a purple golden lotus!

Condensing two hundred years of luck, the strange things of heaven and earth that bloom one flower, if you can perfectly absorb the power of the purple qi golden lotus, the second prince can step to the peak of the Eight Realms without disasters and disasters, and have the qualifications to impact the Nine Realms!

However, it was suppressed by the young man who fell on the rocking platform!

"Impossible! Even invincibility is impossible! ”

"There's something weird about this boy!"

Li Qingchuan, a real person from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, said categorically.

On his side, King Gangneung, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, had deep eyes, staring at the young man in white who was victorious in snow, and there was a strange look on his elegant face.

Between the refining of the five ancient demons, there is a majestic demonic qi spurting from between the flesh and blood.

That demonic aura stirred King Gangneung's heart.

He stared at the handsome and bewitching young man, and couldn't help but stick out his tongue and gently lick the corners of his scarlet lips that looked bewitching.

In the depths of the Sword Pond Palace, at the door of the square house.

The old man leaned against the doorway, the heat wave in the house was rolling, and on the sword-casting furnace, the earth immortal fire seemed to be under the wave of the bell, high-pitched and prosperous!

The old man with silver hair pursed the corners of his lips, closed his eyes slightly, and listened to the bell waves with full enjoyment, his face full of ravines, and stacked a long-lost smile.

"The sword soul in the sword mound is cheering, and each fused sword seems to burst out with a sonorous sound, as if it is in response to the sound of the young man's ......"

"Sword, holding this young man, I want to lift him to the sky, to hold him to the throne!"

The old man tilted his head and continued to listen to the increasingly high-pitched Zhong Bo, and every inch of flesh and blood on his body trembled.

"Good, good."

Inside the house, the sword-forging furnace seemed to roar, and the rushing flames seemed to turn into a distorted face, devouring the red-hot sword embryo on the furnace!

The sparks that burst out brightened the darkness in the room.

……

……

The spring rain that fell like oil in the sky was shattered.

The potholes and water accumulated on the bluestone pavement in the streets and alleys of Jinguan City are rippled in circles.

Countless people grabbed the sword at their waists, and they walked into the streets, full of shock and reverence, looking at the depths of Jinguan City, the direction of Jianchi Palace.

Whether it is a hawker, a literati, a pawn, or a singer in the green building, they are all wearing swords, and at this moment, their swords are trembling with the surging bell waves.

They clenched their swords tightly, and awe climbed their faces.

Meanwhile.

In front of Lake Kenike.

An Le had already fallen into a state of immersion, the qi and blood in his body were boiling, and the Tongshen Sword Body was almost completely connected with the Sword Bell at this moment.

As Zhong Bo and Jian Yin washed through their bodies each time, their entire bodies seemed to twist slightly.

The sword qi runs through every corner of the body, and the impurities in the blood, meridians, and spiritual bones are pushed out by a little tremor, and the washed body is becoming more and more flawless, like a clear jade!

And these impurities turned into sweat, and every time the bell was struck, it splashed up, and was shocked by the bell wave, and exploded into a misty mist, making the peace of ringing the bell look like a fairy!

An Le can feel that his forging realm is constantly climbing!

The physical body that has been elevated by the ancient scriptures of the green mountains is becoming more and more elevated at this moment.

The mysterious flow in the inner dan, the roar of the demon tiger, the fierce roar, and the cry of the demon ape are all bursting out!

Vaguely, the scriptures of the ancient scriptures seemed to begin to move in front of him, making An Le's qi and blood begin to boil, exuding a surging heat wave!

The fifth realm of forging the body is for the innate nature!

Give birth to a bite before the weather!

Just step on the innate for the fifth realm!

An Le vaguely felt that Neidan was lingering in the mystery, as if he was about to squeeze out a wisp of purity, just like the air flow that could be nurtured in the mother's womb!

However, this wisp of innate qi has never appeared for a long time!

Five kinds of mystical intent surged, and Qingshan's future sword qi mystical intent also emerged.

On the stone platform, An Le was completely forgetful, the majestic qi and blood burned like flames, the spine roared like a dragon, and the arms raised were whipped on the sword bell!

One more ring!

"Thirteen!"

"Fourteen!"

"Fifteen!"

Around the stone platform.

Zhong Bo became more and more majestic, and the second prince Zhao Pei's face became more and more solemn, and he was shocked by this Zhong Bo, and his body swayed!

His face became more and more ugly, and he was thrown off the stone platform.

At this moment, can't even the bell wave that An Le rings the bell roll up?!

No way!

The second prince, Zhao Pei, carried his hands behind his back, his face was cold and lonely, he stood proudly, and his body hit Zhong Bo fiercely!

The frost grass on the lawn had already been completely bent down, and it couldn't stand up at all, as if it had been run over by a giant wheel.

The many disciples of the Sword Pool Palace looked shocked and shocked one by one.

"Exceeded! More than fifteen rings, more than Senior Brother Lu! ”

"It didn't stop! Still continues with such a high-pitched and turbulent bell wave! ”

"It's so scary, it's so high, it can still resound continuously, what kind of monster is this!"

……

Many disciples of the Sword Pool Palace didn't recognize An Le, but at this moment, they were all shocked by this young man!

Lu Shisanjia was on the ground, with his sword weapon on his lap, but at this moment, his face was flushed, and he did not have the decadence and disappointment after being surpassed.

Fifteen rings is only a good thing, but in the records of the Sword Pond Palace, it is nothing.

So, what about being surpassed?

Listening to Zhong Bo, using Zhong Bo to cleanse the sword qi and understand the sword intent, this is what he should do now!

Self-pity, that's the mind of a mediocre.

Geniuses are all about seizing every opportunity to enhance themselves!

The blue long skirt hugged Jiazuo's delicate body, the green silk was like a waterfall, and it flew up behind her, and Lu Ziwei stared intently at the white-clothed young man who rang the bell, shocked.

She looked at the boy before, but she felt that the boy was quite strange, but she never thought that this boy had such a background and courage.

Such a rich and high-pitched bell wave......

She knew that when the boy struck the first sound, she couldn't beat it.

Buzz Buzz......

The Xingchen Sword, which was suppressed by ringing the sword bell, trembled again, and Lu Ziwei exhaled a breath, and then her mind was filled with brilliant starlight intertwined all around her.

She began to use Zhong Bo to improve her sword intent!

Knock knock!

The bell waves continue to blow up, and the bells continue!

"Sixteen!"

"Seventeen!"

"Ten ...... Eight!!! ”

Whether it is the cultivators of the Sword Pool Palace or the Dali Star List, they are all unable to stabilize their minds.

When the eighteenth sword bell bell wave blew up!

The heart of the disciple of the Sword Pool Palace was almost bursting, and Zhong Bo not only did not go down, but on the contrary, he became more and more high-pitched!

"W-"

On the stone platform!

In the sword bell, it was like ten thousand swords ringing together, and those dead swords seemed to be revived at this moment!

The sword bell was originally suspended nine inches, but at this moment, it was already nine feet high!

And this height continues to rise!

On the stone platform, An Le's blood was steaming, his eyes were shining, and the bell wave that seemed to distort the air hit his body, washed away by the Tongshen Sword Body, making his body as strong as steel!

When the eighteenth rings, it explodes!

On Jianchi Lake, the waves have been stacked as high as nine zhang!

It's like an angry Jiao making trouble in the lake, hitting the cliff by the lake fiercely, splashing up the water vapor, cold to the bone!

In the Anle Inner Dan, the ancient demon five birds Xuanyi, as well as the Qingshan Future Sword Qi Xuanyi, sat down with a bang!

Finally, in the dripping and rotating Inner Dan, under the violent tremor, a wisp of pure white air slowly flowed out, lingering around the Inner Dan, like a free bird swimming in the world, hovering in the dantian!

Innate aura!

The bell rings eighteenth, and the weather is self-generated!

And when An Le forged his body stepped into the innate five realms, he did not slow down his mind and stopped beating the sword bell continuously!

The eyebrows suddenly cracked, in the sword furnace, the sword qi was sonorous, the primordial spirit opened his eyes, and the sword embryo shone in it!

After forging the body, it is time to refine the gods!

An Le bent his fingers, the ink pool on his waist roared out, and the sword body of the god penetrated the sword qi, holding the ink pool with his backhand, and striking it with the hilt of the sword, just like Lu Ziwei, the first star list of the Dali Kingdom.

"Nineteen!"

The bell rang again, and there was no sign of falling power!

Zhong Bo was wrapped in an explosive sword groan, swept away, the frost grass on the ground seemed to be killed by the sword qi, chaotic and galloping, the face of the second prince under the nearest stone platform was condensed, and the purple golden lotus was in full bloom, carrying this wave of bells!

"I can't stand it anymore, how many rings will it take to end?!"

"It's unpredictable, it's unpredictable, it never feels like it stops!"

"I feel like my heart is going to explode!"

Some cultivators who were weak in cultivation on the Star List of the Sword Pool Palace and Dali Kingdom couldn't stand it anymore, and began to let out a low roar, one by one, like frost grass pulled up by Zhong Bo, they swept up and retreated.

It can't go on any longer.

And the bell continues!

The sound of the waves, the sound of the bells, the sound of the sword!

There is even the sound of ten thousand sword souls crying!

The sound is in the ears, the flesh is shaken, and the heart is shaken!

Although it does have the effect of forging the body and refining the mind, it must also be able to withstand it!

Poof!

There are disciples of the Sword Pool Palace who want to bear Zhong Bo's tempering themselves, but they finally can't bear it, they hold the trembling sword weapon, and after spitting out blood, they hurriedly withdraw from the range.

When the bell rang twenty-five, there were only three people left around the stone platform, Zhao Pei, the second prince who gave birth to the purple qi golden lotus, Lu Shisan, whose face was as red as blood, and Lu Ziwei, who seemed to be covering his body with the starlight in the sky!

But they've all reached their limits!

The sound of the sword crying contained in the countless sword chantings was like countless souls crying in their ears, as if they were crying why they had been fighting for their masters for the years, and they had to be melted into the sword mound after drinking blood and killing people for their masters!

Under the increasingly high-pitched and weird bell waves, Lu Shisan finally couldn't stand it, blood leaked from his mouth and nose, and the sword light swept away, and he swept away quickly!

When he retreated to the bluestone path, he gasped for breath, and his eyes were a little confused and at a loss.

The sound of those swords crying......

Finally...... Really?!

Soon, the starry woman Lu Ziwei did not continue to persevere, and left in a dashing manner, landing on the bluestone road, exhaling a breath, but with surprise in her beautiful eyes.

When the bell strikes thirty!

The Purple Qi Golden Lotus was hit by the infinite sword qi, and even sword marks appeared on it.

Click.

The gold sand above the eyebrows seems to have a faint crack that cannot be detected.

Zhao Pei was shocked, and he no longer continued this meaningless support with the purple qi golden lotus, and floated away!

On the stone platform, only the white-clothed young man remained, his face was pale, but he was swept with sword qi, and he continued to beat the sword bell, listening to the cry and unwillingness of the dead sword weapon!

Su Musha looked at this scene blankly, his eyes full of incredulity.

"His body...... There is a divine will, he is communicating with these dead sword weapons, awakening the divine will in these sword weapons! ”

Su Mu said.

For her, who has a sword weapon hidden in the sword in the center of her eyebrows, and a sword weapon in the endless pasture, she can most clearly feel the god on An Le's body!

This young man, at this moment, is the god of the sword!

It's not about cultivation, it's not about the realm!

It's a purity of the sword!

The edge with the sword!

After the ink pool, there is the green mountain, and An Le holds the green mountain and strikes the sword bell.

At this moment, the ancient bell is already hanging nine feet high in the air!

The young man climbed to the sky step by step on the stone platform, hunting in the wind, his clothes flying, and ringing the bell with a bamboo sword, like ringing the lonely ancient bell hanging on the lonely peak.

A sense of desolation spreads from it!

Thirty-three!

Thirty-four!

Thirty-five!

Knock knock!

Jianchi Lake is abrupt and there is no slightest wave, and there is no wave.

A wisp of sword qi bloomed from the lake, cutting the entire lake in half, and at the bottom of the lake, there was an extremely old man who slowly opened his eyes.

An Le held the green mountain and the ancient bell at the same time, and fell on the stone platform, smashing the stone platform full of cracks.

An Le was sweating profusely, exhaling slowly, and reporting the last count.

"Thirty-six."

Instantly.

The sword pool in the heart of the eyebrows is sonorous, and behind the primordial spirit of the sword embryo in the heart, the glow breeds little by little!

Neidan condenses the congenital, and the primordial spirit lifts the glow!

Forge your body and refine your gods, and enter the five realms!

Knock –

The thirty-sixth ring, the long sword bell, but no longer harsh, only endless desolation, like a sigh.

Swept through the Sword Pond Palace.

Fill the Jinguan City.

City.

The swords of all the people, under the last bell, could no longer hold on, soared into the sky, suspended nine feet in the air, the tip of the sword pointed downward, hanging in the city, sonorous, for the sword mound and sorrow!

The bell rings thirty-six!

The city is full of hanging swords!

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