Following this conjecture, Yu Zhi summoned everything he knew to Qiu Ruoruo.

The seven stars of the Beidou Battalion have been re-selected, and the next step is to start further expanding the Beidou Battalion, improving the strength of the Beidou Battalion, and controlling the entire Western Desert Prefecture at the same time.

In the next few days, Yu Zhi did not leave in a hurry, but walked into the Lonely Sky Tower.

Li Haomiao told Yu Zhi that the Lonely Sky Tower was a forbidden place to suppress the spatial passage, and it was also a holy place for cultivation and understanding.

For thousands of years, many people have walked into the Lonely Heaven Pagoda, and even though it is rare to take the last step to become a Ten Rank Grandmaster, there are not a few cultivators who have benefited from the Lonely Heaven Pagoda.

Li Haomiao is one of them.

Before Li Haomiao became a kendo master, he walked into the Lonely Sky Tower, and he was recognized by the Lonely Sky Tower, and he could break through the realm with the help of the power of the Lonely Sky Tower.

The price of breaking the realm is to become the next tower keeper, guarding this lonely tower for hundreds of thousands of years.

Li Haomiao, who is carefree by nature, will never agree to such conditions.

So, he walked out of the Lonely Sky Tower, and relied on the perception in the tower to take the last step.

This is what the tower keeper once said, he is not as good as Li Haomiao.

The tower keeper also gained enlightenment, but he could still only rely on the will of the Lonely Sky Tower to preach the Grandmaster.

Yu Zhi had been walking into the Lonely Sky Tower for three days, and Li Haomiao and the tower guards were chatting outside the tower.

"What chance do you think my nephew will get?" Li Haomiao asked.

The tower keeper is also a kendo genius, and even though his talent is not as good as Li Haomiao, he is also a generation.

He is Zhou Ping, who swept through Nanzhou Mansion three hundred years ago and is known as the Sword Saint.

The tower keeper took a sip of wine and looked into the tower.

The plain gaze seemed to have passed through the barrier of the Lonely Sky Tower, and fell directly on the young man in the tower.

After a moment of silence, the tower keeper slowly spoke, "Yu Zhi... His talent is not weaker than yours. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't forge the root bones well when he was young, his current cultivation shouldn't just be a monument. ”

You must know that the sword saint Zhou Ping three hundred years ago, only in his early thirties, was already the existence of the peak of the Nine Grades of the Open Monument.

For peers, it is a faulty lead.

It is not an exaggeration to suppress Nanzhou with a sword.

If the grandmaster does not come out, in the entire Great Chu territory, Zhou Ping is invincible.

This talent makes him the most dazzling powerhouse.

Li Haomiao smiled bitterly, for the past martial arts practice, Yu Zhi... and Ye Qinghuan all relied on the not very advanced exercises and secret techniques of the Dao Academy.

With a strong enemy like Xiang Ji, Li Haomiao did not give guidance to the two.

Fortunately, the two of them were not very old, and their subsequent cultivation did not fall behind.

Suddenly, the tower keeper looked at Fan Bingying on the side and said, "The saintess of the Fan clan is very talented. Better than you and me. In just thirty years, he has already become a Grandmaster. Indeed, the children cultivated by these hidden families are stronger than the human world. ”

Li Haomiao also nodded in agreement. He has been to the islands of the East China Sea, and he was also invited by the Luo people to help the descendants of the Luo people.

After seeing the children of those hidden families, Li Haomiao knew that these people were the strong people of the human race in the future.

Among the world, the most famous geniuses such as Ye Qinghuan and others are just the middle and upper level of these people.

"What's the use of cultivating to be strong? The people of the Fan tribe poisoned the people with the blood of the night ghosts for fun, and this saint of the Fan tribe slaughtered the villages of hundreds of people in the Western Desert Prefecture... Let them guard the human race and protect the world. If you want you, will you be reassured? ”

As soon as the words fell, the tower guard's gaze suddenly sharpened.

The wind on the top of the mountain suddenly stood still, and the fluttering leaves hovered in mid-air.

Fan Bingying's heart was cold, as if her whole body was frozen. A cold sword intent seemed to have landed in her throat.

She could clearly feel the killing intent of the tower guards.

"He... It's so strong! ”

Fan Bingying didn't dare to look directly at the tower guard's gaze.

I only heard Li Haomiao say: "Don't kill her." The life of a strong grandmaster is just that, if he wanted to kill it, Xiao Yu'er would have done it a long time ago. ”

Hearing this, the tower keeper retracted his gaze and put away his cold killing intent.

"The Lord of the Cold is certainly admirable. He never thought that his descendants would be such cruel beasts. Instead of helping the weak, they take on the mutilation. The reputation of the Lord of the Cold will be dishonored by you. ”

For the hermit family, the tower keepers also have many grievances.

The three hundred years that he has guarded the Lonely Sky Tower have been nearly a thousand years.

The bottom of the tower has been changed repeatedly, and the tower keepers have also asked the hidden family for help, but there is no news every time.

Only Li Haomiao appeared to assist the tower keepers in suppressing the Lonely Sky Tower.

In the eyes of the hermit family, even if the Lonely Sky Tower is broken and the Lingkui clan re-enters the world, there is also their hidden family backing.

With their thousand-year-old savings, they can also expel the Lingkui and make a name for themselves in the world, just like their ancestors.

Fan Bingying was silent, these were the words she had heard more than once, these were words that reprimanded the Yin family.

Yu Zhi said that she didn't care.

But these words came from the tower keeper who had been guarding the Lonely Sky Tower, and Fan Bingying had mixed feelings in her heart.

Suddenly, the tower keeper felt a sense and looked at the figure in the Lonely Sky Tower. A smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Just now you asked me how many opportunities Yu Zhi can get. I think now, he may have seen the biggest opportunity in the Lonely Sky Tower, as for a few points... It's all up to him. ”

The biggest opportunity of the Lonely Sky Tower....

Li Haomiao also looked at the Lonely Sky Tower suspiciously, but he was not a tower keeper who couldn't see everything in the tower.

In the dim Lonely Sky Tower, Yu Zhi sat cross-legged, surrounded by countless formations, and mysterious and unpredictable power faintly emanated from the formations.

Each of these forces is extremely powerful, far from being matched by Yu Zhi.

Yu Zhi carefully comprehended the interweaving of these forces, and muttered in a low voice: "The Lonely Sky Tower is a spatial passage built by many powerhouses above the Grandmaster thousands of years ago to suppress the Nanzhou Mansion. Any of these powerhouses is far from being comparable to today's grandmaster powerhouses. ”

"These powers will be left behind by them. Fortunately, these forces are scattered in the Lonely Sky Tower, and they are only to suppress the seal at the bottom of the tower, and they have no hostility towards me. ”

At this time, Yu Zhi slowly pulled out his three sword intents.

Dawn, Spring, Pear Blossom......

Three sword intents, one is the main killing, the second is the recovery, and the third is the feeling of missing and guilty.

So far, Yu Zhi has only urged the dawn and the spring flower together, forming an endless dawn sword light like spring rain.

Other than that, Yu Zhi had never found the magic of these three sword intents again.

If you want to become a ten-rank grandmaster, you must find your own sword path.

The so-called sermon is only the beginning of the avenue.

Integrate the sword intent into the Dao, and turn thousands of sword intents into a great avenue, and only by stepping on this avenue can you become a grandmaster.

Now Yu Zhi's martial arts path is a fog, and the future is uncertain.

If you can realize the path of enlightenment, the Enlightenment Grandmaster is just around the corner.

At the moment when the three sword intents appeared, a sword groan echoed in Yu Zhi's ears, and only Yu Zhi could hear it.

"What is this?"

In the next moment, a sword light tore through the night, illuminating the entire dim Lonely Sky Tower.

Ruthless, without a trace of emotion, like the aurora in the depths of the ice field, gorgeous and unapproachable.

In the flash of sword light in front of him, Yu Zhi saw a figure.

On the top of the snow-capped mountains, everything is covered in layers of snow.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly in the snow, and thousands of people disappear.

In the sword light is the world of heavy snow, and only the wind and snow are raging.

Hundreds of millions of winds and snows turned into snow curtains, and behind the snow curtain was an extremely small and impossible figure to be ignored.

On the top of the snow peak, the figure looked up towards Yu Zhi, and the extreme coldness made Yu Zhi's breath stagnate, and a chill began to spread from the scalp to the whole body.

It's not a murderous feeling, it's just an emotion – absolute ruthlessness.

In that gaze, Yu Zhi didn't feel any emotion, only a kind of persistence, the pursuit of kendo.

"Who is he... What a terrifying sword intent. Yu Zhi muttered in his heart.

The three sword intents surrounding Yu Zhi's body also trembled, and they were suppressed by the sword light that emerged from the Lonely Sky Tower.

Obviously, the sword intent carried in the sword light far exceeded the three sword intents of Yu Zhi.

"Interesting, interesting."

"A thousand years later, I can still feel the breath of the old people."

"It's really funny."

The cold voice was still emotionless, but it made Yu Zhi feel his mood swings.

Yu Zhi got up and bowed to the Lonely Sky Tower shrouded in the vast sword light.

"The younger generation Yu knows, and I have seen the seniors. Dare to ask who the seniors are? ”

The person who was able to leave a trace of sword light in the Lonely Sky Tower to suppress the Lonely Sky Tower was definitely one of the strongest people thousands of years ago.

No matter how much respect Yu Zhi has, it will not be excessive.

The sword light flickered, and a sword groan. The other person's voice reappeared.

"If you want to know my name, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it."

"Little guy, even if you meet by fate, I will give you a chance."

Immediately, the sword light transformed, and an ordinary-looking young man appeared in front of Yu Zhi.

The young man was holding a sword in his hand, and his fighting spirit was high.

"Triple trial, you can get the opportunity I left behind."

Yu Zhi asked rhetorically: "What if you can't break through?" ”

"I can't get through... Die! ”

Yu Zhi was shocked, and suddenly said: "Senior, don't I want this opportunity?" To whom you love, to whomever you love! ”

For cultivation, Yu Zhi never had too much desire.

So much so that the inheritance of Wuqin Lake was given to Lei Jun, and he went to Casting Sword Mountain to toss just to help Ye Qinghuan get a sword for a hundred years.

......

Outside the Lonely Sky Tower, the tower keeper had a complicated expression. "This is a great opportunity, Yu Zhi still doesn't want it? Is this kid out of his brain? ”

Seeing this, Li Haomiao asked, "Did Xiao Yu'er get a chance?" ”

The tower keeper stared at Yu Zhi's figure, and then said helplessly to Li Haomiao: "Your nephew... Did you get water in your brain when you were a child? ”

Li Haomiao blinked, not knowing why.

......

The owner of the sword light did not say anything more.

The young man with the condensed sword light had already raised his sword and struck.

The long sword stabbed at Yu Zhi, but this sword alone made Yu Zhi feel that there was no way to avoid it, and he had to accept it.

In an instant, the pear flower sword appeared in Yu Zhi's hand, and he raised the sword to block.

Clang!

The two of them took more than a dozen steps back at the same time.

"What a force!" Yu Zhi's pupils shrank, turned sideways slightly, and was vigilant in his heart.