Chapter 7: The Tenth Drop of Sword Yuan

Time freezes suddenly.

The ancient sword that still roared, the back that wanted to compete with the sky, and the exotic monk who was trembling and unable to move, were all telling the world...

The Lord of this place is invincible!

The faces of each of the reincarnated were filled with shock, and their pupils were overrun by a thick sense of horror: for the first time since they had awakened their memories, they had experienced fear.

The same is true for the sailors in front of the live broadcast room:

"Is this the best strength in the world?"

"With just one back, you can command ten thousand swords, how terrifying is this person's true realm? The pinnacle of Jindan? Or... Far above Jindan? ”

"Holding the sword and asking for an unexpired period, the demons are infinitely punished, except for the triple snow of the king's body, who in the world is worthy of white clothes... It's the first in the world, I'm convinced! ”

"Ahem, I still think that the Empty Son is stronger, after all, in this life, he was the first to awaken the memories of his previous life, and he is already much ahead of the number one in the world in the realm."

"Li Qiye: What did you say? I didn't hear clearly, please say it again. ”

“…”

"I'm afraid that Yan Chixia can't break this formation even if she is in person."

In the ruins.

Zhao Zijing, the empty son who came back to his senses, his face was extremely solemn: "All of us guessed wrong, the owner of this ancient ruin is not Yan Chixia at all. ”

Hear the words.

Yan Chixia, who has always been hidden in the crowd, couldn't cry or laugh: I can't enter the ruins built for me by co-authoring, right? It's really yours, little brother!

"Rest where you are, break in again, and run away if you find that the situation is not right."

Ponder for a while.

Zhao Zijing, who was unwilling, decided to give it a go: he had worked hard in front of him, and he lost his troops and generals, but in the end he returned in vain, and he felt that his face was dull.

The most important thing for a cultivator is face, and sometimes it is more important than life.

The other monks chimed in:

"Zhao Gongzi, I am willing to help you."

"I would like to go with you."

"Rough, since you don't leave, then this seat is also open, and you will sacrifice your life to accompany the gentleman, I don't believe that a sword formation can still cover the sky?"

"A few Taoist friends, what they said is extremely true."

"Don't be too deified to be the first in the world."

"No matter how powerful this person is, it is only in the past tense of a thousand years ago, and Zhao Gongzi, as the top five masters today, will never be inferior to him!"

Listening to the flattery of the monks around him, Zhao Zijing did not drift, but turned his head to the remaining foreign monks: "Don't talk about you in this pit." ”

"I don't know how many sword formations there will be next, and when it's time to flee for my life, I don't have time to take care of everyone, everyone has their own ability."

Calculate once, that is called inferior to people, the other party can only admit it, but if it is repeated to engage others, it is a bit too much to say, and the dog jumps off the wall when he is in a hurry.

Hear the words.

The foreign monks looked at each other, and at the end of the day, they all nodded in agreement.

The monks joined together again and went on their way.

"It's a bit bold."

Seeing this scene, Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled.

In fact, there are only two formations in the killing array, the first formation and the ninth formation, the former is to protect the inheritance left by Yan Chixia, and the latter is to protect his own body.

Survived these two battles safely, and basically nothing happened.

Of course.

The first formation was easy to break, after all, considering Yan Chixia's strength, he didn't find faults, and in the ninth formation, he was confident that no one could break it except for the white fox face back then.

"Well, it should be a reward for the lonely brave."

Chen Yi shrugged his shoulders indifferently, so he no longer paid attention to the live broadcast room, focusing on integrating the memories of his past life and the perception of kendo: "Strive to break through the foundation within half a month." ”

Time passes.

On the third day, three drops of sword Yuansheng, nine thousand eight hundred criss-crossing sword qi, lingered on Chen Yi's side, sonorously humming, like a minister with a red heart guarding the king of the sword.

On the fifth day, the sword yuan was counted into eight.

Chen Yi's limbs and bones, seven meridians and eight veins, were all carved by sword qi, making his whole person look like a peerless fierce soldier out of the sheath, with his sharp edge exposed.

On the seventh day, the extreme of nine numbers, the sword intent is hidden in the heart, the joy and anger are invisible, the gentleman Taoguang is obscure, the hidden dragon is indisputable in the abyss, just waiting for Wanye Xiaoxiao, and the killing machine is suddenly revealed.

Chen Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and a wisp of desperate madness flashed away.

That was his sword intent.

Those who obstruct my way, those who go against my will, and those who disturb my heart can all be cut with a sword.

Looking at the sword pattern in the center of the eyebrows, the void flying sword came, and it was in front of it: the body of this sword, without carved patterns, could not be branded, and it was a sword that was simple and true.

It's not that I don't know what to carve and what array to print, just because this heaven and earth and all things...

Unworthy!

Ancient ruins.

Not surprisingly, a group of reincarnateds led by Zhao Zijing crossed the second sword formation unscathed, but unscathed, and successfully stepped into the third ancient portal.

Together with Zhao Zijing, everyone was surprised:

"Hey, the power of the sword array is much weaker this time."

"It's completely incomparable to the previous one, it's a bit anticlimactic."

"Is it possible that the world's number one trick is played?"

"Let's let our guard down and then give us a sudden fatal blow."

"I don't know."

"In short, cheer up the spirits, beware of it, there is an old saying in our Longhan, it is right to be careful to sail a ship of ten thousand years, and always be cautious."

Chen Yi is playing a video with Ning Hongyi.

I inadvertently heard everyone's conversation, and I couldn't help laughing: "It seems that they were bitten by a snake once, and they have been afraid of grass ropes for ten years... It's still Senior Brother Yan who is calm. ”

"Chen Yi! What are you smirking at? ”

In the shrunken video frame, Ning Hongyi has shallow jade legs, and her willow eyebrows are slightly frowned:

"It's rare for the instructor to open a small stove in private and take one-on-one tutoring sessions, and you kid is still distracted to do something else, and you don't take the instructor's first time too seriously, right?"

"Ahem... Nothing. ”

Chen Yi wandered out of the world, single-mindedly and dually, and blurted out with rhetoric: "The instructor's voice is like a yellow bird, I listened to it, I'm sorry, pay attention next time." ”

"Phew, Flim Flam!"

Ning Hongyi, who was coaxed into a daze, how could she be willing to blame the gentle and jade-like little pity on the other side of the camera? It can only be a symbolic sip and stop there.

"It's not big or small, although I'm in the late stage of Yan Gou, even if you satisfy all my fantasies about the future Daoist... Oh, I'm talking nonsense. ”

"Anyway, give me a good listen!"

"If you can't awaken the memories of your past life before the end of the year, see how I clean you up!"

"Yes!"

Chen Yi generally made a non-standard gesture, and immediately listened carefully to Ning Hongyi's preaching... Well, by the way, I was busy and digested some memories of my past life.

With that delicate red lip, it opened and closed.

He actually cultivated the tenth drop of the sword element: as far as he knew, in the whole world, only when the white fox's face was built on the foundation, the spirit yuan was more than nine drops: this is... Transcendent numbers!

"Is it because of the instructor's lecture?"

Ponder it secretly.

Chen Yi couldn't help but focus his attention on Ning Hongyi.

It doesn't seem like it's impossible.

It's not a big rebellion, I want to be a rebel and a rebel.

Mainly.

Cough.

The main thing is this kind of betrayal of virtue in front of the instructor, under the nose of the instructor, while chatting with the instructor, suppressing the sword qi in the body, and secretly cultivating...

It's so exciting!