After withdrawing from the inheritance space, the White Emperor withdrew with the highest voice.

Due to the rules, even Crane Mingzi could only watch him take away the martial arts secret book, and angrily scolded the ancestors in his heart for doing a lack of morality.

Naturally, the Ten Thousand Swords Secret Archive that Mu Qing got was not privately hidden, but He Mingzi said that the Ten Thousand Swords Secret Archive had long been left in the rubbing, and it was useless to get the authentic handiwork.

Under the announcement of Tsuru Mingzi, the Heaven and Earth Conference was held for another three days before it ended.

During this period, there were many people who were blushed by the opportunities obtained by Emperor Bai and Mu Qing who chose to climb, but the best results always stopped at the eighth layer.

There are also people who gamble their lives to try, but the final result can be imagined, and they died on the spot.

This is his own choice, and the sect where the person belongs has no way to blame, so he can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

At that time, people were shocked to realize that the danger of Jiulongtai still existed, and it was only because Mu Qing and the White Emperor were too powerful that they gave people an illusion.

A..... The terrifying illusion that you can't die if you reach the top.

Over the next three days, a lot happened.

To say that the most eye-catching, but the most undesirable, was the 'Earth Dragon Rolling' incident that broke out in the mountains of the Martial Arts Mountain Gate that night.

The so-called earth dragon tumbling is actually the expansion of the leylines, which is an uncontrollable factor, and it is a good thing.

It's just that this earth dragon is obviously not very similar to previous years, and everyone knows that this is a battle between the Martial Dao Sect and the White Sword Sect.

After all, it was the inheritance secret book of the Martial Arts Gate that was taken away, and although it was a personal inheritance, it still had a great impact on the reputation of the Martial Arts Gate.

According to the grapevine, that night, the White Emperor escaped with serious injuries and fell more than a dozen powerful elders.

Although the scene was almost restored, from the residual coercion and mottled breath in the air, you could guess how terrifying the battle was.

Zongmen Zhushan, in the courtyard.

Liu Ruyan was meditating cross-legged with Green Sprouts, just a shallow level of meditation, while Wei Wu'an was sitting next to him reading an ancient book.

The days have been very peaceful these days, of course, thanks to what Mu Qing has done.

That day, because of the relationship between ascending to the top, Mu Qing's reputation in the sect became higher and higher.

The comprehension of the Mystic Archive of Ten Thousand Swords is not so easy, this is left by the real sword immortals, and they want to leave enough foundation for the martial arts sect.

He had been to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and before the Sword Immortal Sect Master of this generation had ascended, almost all the disciples of the Martial Arts Sect practiced swords, and even alchemists would wear seven or eight handles.

At that time, the brilliance was not dazzling enough, and even went downhill, and later rose because of the deterrence brought by the Sword Immortal Sect Master's use of the 'Ten Thousand Swords Secret Codex'.

One sword out, ten thousand swords surrender!

He walked the path of the emperor in the way of the sword, and he needed enough time to comprehend in the early stage, and then he became a blockbuster.

Among them, the most famous, the Sword Immortal Sect Master slashed out a sword thousands of miles away from the air, directly killing an evil Dao family, which was extremely terrifying and extremely powerful.

Cultivating the Mystic Book of Ten Thousand Swords made Mu Qing realize once again how big his flaws were.

"I'm not even sure of my path."

He fell into extreme fear, and the unspeakably strange situation made his Dao heart begin to waver.

Magic? Martial arts? Kendo? Martial arts..... There are thousands of avenues in the world, and I am still wandering at the door?

From the first day of practicing the Secret Codex, in fact, he stayed in his room for the next two days and did nothing.

It is so powerful that it is in the Heavenly Firmament Realm, and there is no need to eat, and it can maintain a sense of satiety by absorbing the Heavenly Power Factor.

However, Mu Qing didn't do this, he suppressed his ability and returned to the beginning, a mortal.

In a state of hunger and dehydration, Mu Qing leaned against the corner, his face was extremely ugly, and in the middle of the night, the loneliness flooded him like a tide.

In the empty room, in the center, all the means he had practiced were neatly laid out.

Any one of them will cause waves.

From the initial Tongtian, to the later Imperial Dao Technique, the Kui Niu Fighting and Killing Book, etc., it is all lethality or body law type treasure arts.

Only the Ten Thousand Swords Secret Book was placed next to it alone, which was the first sword treasure book he had harvested in the true sense.

"You have to be sure of your future path." He kept reminding himself.

However, it is easy to say that you want to determine a path, but it is difficult to really make a choice.

He can walk the path of the sword, he can also become a powerful body cultivator, and even embark on the most difficult path of spiritual refining, or even embark on a strange path.

For example, Tai Chi Dao, or kneading all the means together and walking a 'pirated' chaotic avenue.

"Is cultivation more difficult than doing scientific research?"

Mu Qing curled up in the corner, and then, sleepiness hit, and gradually fell asleep.

His breathing was slowly steady, and a faint orange halo emanated from his body, like a light in the darkness, not dazzling, but eye-catching.

At the same time, above the bamboo house, the sword spirit on the clouds was drinking, shaking his head and laughing.

Behind him stood several black-robed people, all of whom exuded a powerful aura and wore purple dragon-shaped jade pendants around their waists.

Finally, one of them couldn't help but step forward and asked respectfully: "My lord, we haven't made a plan here in Daozhou, is it too hasty to do this?" ”

There was a deep fear in his words, he was afraid that the plan would fail, and that the one who woke up would implicate him.

As a strong party, they had no doubt that the Sword Spirit Lord in front of them would directly carry out the means of extermination, but they were even more afraid of that one's fun.

"It's taken you so long to take over three empires, and I've given you enough of a chance."

The sword spirit gurgled and poured a large gulp of mellow wine.

He turned his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up the arc of the evil spirit: "I ran so far to let you out, but I didn't let you out to eat, drink and have fun, I just made a request, where I am, there must be no one to make trouble." If I accidentally activate the bloodline spirit in that stupid boy's body, I'll be in trouble. ”

"Yes." Several people behind him answered in unison, clenching their fists and bowing.

Then, the sword spirit raised his hand and shook it, signaling them to leave first, and then told with a soul transmission: "No matter how many big people there are in the hall, everything is my task first, if anyone obstructs him, tell him to come to the Dao Pattern Realm to find me." If there are still disobedient people, I don't mind meeting them in person, do you understand? ”

He smiled, unlike usual, this time with a terrifying killing intent, and at the same time, a small blue sword condensed in his palm, and his right hand swung and threw it towards the north in an instant.

The blue dagger instantly tore through the void and shuttled through the storm, which was enough to easily destroy the top-level Nirvana.

Several people trembled with fear.

Then, the sword spirit jumped from the clouds and quietly entered the storage place of the martial arts sword.

He grabbed the wine jar and swaggered through the door, and directly in front of him, the martial arts sword was bound by dozens of chains and shrunk above the triangular furnace.

As the sword spirit approached, a part of the martial arts sword was glowing, and the sword spirit shook his head and smiled, it was the call of the fragment, from the depths of the soul.