During the time of rectifying the army of monks, Bai Zichen put the white bone cold light sword across his lap, and held the sword body with both hands to refine the flying sword.

"Although it fell into the hands of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and was also studied by later generations, the blood sacrifice of ten thousand monks, and the secret of sword refining that hurt the heavens and the harmony of millions of human bones, but there is nothing wrong with this sword itself...... There weren't many skills in sword refining, and more importantly, the fourth-order demon spine itself was high enough. ”

With a complete sword refining secret, the refining speed is quite amazing, and it can be operated freely in less than two days.

If the arm commands, the will and hair are parallel, that is the most basic.

"In the future, if you encounter an ordinary monk, you don't need to use the Moon Xuan Sword, it's too extravagant and wasteful...... At the critical moment, although there is a gap between the two flying swords, they can also become two swords. ”

The white bone sword light swirled in circles, reflecting the cold light of the cave that had been temporarily carved out here.

A pillar of stone was cut into a pile of stone chips in a few breaths.

Bai Zichen summoned the Supreme Clearing Micro Sword Box, and threw a little clear qi into one of the empty clouds, and the white bone sword light threw into it.

The third-order flying sword was not yet alive, but the moment it entered the sword box, the sword light swayed and swayed, and it almost failed to stabilize its form.

After successfully occupying the next position, a clear sword sound was emitted, and it was obvious that the entire state of the White Bone Cold Light Sword was different.

"Count yourself lucky, from ancient times to the present, you should be the first third-order flying sword without the income of the Supreme Qing Micro Sword Box...... In the hands of the previous master, I am afraid that he may not even have the qualifications to appear near the Supreme Qingwei Sword Box. ”

Thinking of the fact that the Yue Xuan Sword was afraid to move forward in front of the Supreme Qingwei Sword Box, and gave birth to that kind of self-ashamed emotion, he could know what kind of grade flying sword was qualified to enter the sword box in the hands of that Upper Realm Immortal.

Fortunately, unlike other treasures, there are no machine spirits.

Otherwise, the third-order flying sword may not be able to enter the Supreme Clear Micro Sword Box, and some arrogant weapon spirits will even refuse the master's order.

The clear qi melted by the Ziwei Dazzling Thunder Sword and the Moon Xuan Sword both quietly moved a few or two positions, throwing the White Bone Cold Light Sword aside.

"It seems that there is also a chain of contempt between the flying swords, and if you are less than the fourth order, they won't take you with you......"

Countless sword cultivators in the immortal cultivation world are sought after, and how many people can't ask for the third-order flying sword enjoy the most humble treatment in the Supreme Qingwei Sword Box.

However, the White Bone Cold Light Sword was at ease, enjoying the warmth of the blue light in the sword box, like a fish in water.

The storage bag obtained from the two Holy Lotus Sect Zhenren who hid their heads and tails was very complicated, and Bai Zichen washed it several times with his divine sense in a normal way, but he still didn't move.

Those two Holy Lotus Sect cultivators were both early stage cultivators, and there was a huge difference between Bai Zichen's divine consciousness strength.

It stands to reason that such a large gap in divine consciousness should be achieved overnight, and it is impossible to resist it at all.

It is impossible for the two true people to be born with strong divine sense, so it can only be said that the storage bag of the Holy Lotus Sect is extraordinary.

It is difficult to open the bag without damaging the storage bag itself.

"I heard that there is a similar spell in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, which can quickly eliminate the Divine Sense Imprint......

Bai Zichen thought so, and he could pay attention to it in the future.

……

In the next three days, the atmosphere of the sect war became more and more intense, and a large number of sect disciples gathered at the foot of Xiaoluo Mountain.

In a few days, batch after batch of family monks arrived, and soon it was approaching a thousand.

On the side of casual cultivation, this time there were several elders as team leaders, and the recruited monks were trained in teams.

On the seventh day, the army of the Zongmen War finally took shape.

This time is different from the war of opening up the wasteland, and the cruelty of the sect war involving the extermination of the sect is far beyond imagination.

The key is that the experience of forming a battle formation cultivated in the war of reclamation can be used in very few scenarios after changing to an object.

The merit of the battle array turned the pieces into a whole, and the hundreds of Qi refining disciples were truly gathered into a rope.

With the corresponding array flags and array plates, both attack and defense can be equivalent to the foundation building monks.

The disadvantage is that the strain is slow, mechanical and inflexible.

This kind of battle formation is very useful when dealing with demon beasts, giving Qi refining disciples the possibility of dealing with second-order demon beasts head-on.

However, the opponent in the sect war has become a human monk again, and with a battle formation that advances slowly and changes slowly, it will completely become a target to be beaten on the spot.

Fortunately, after experiencing many wars, the monks who participated in it were all forbidden, and the monks were in good order.

After all the members applied the light talisman and the divine talisman, they braved the wind and rain, crossed the mountains and rivers, and several complex armies of thousands of monks successfully entered Hejian County on the third day.

Wei Chuming, who knew Hejian County very well, was one of the leading elders, and commanded his monks to capture the two garrisons of the Ghost Spirit Gate.

"Three hundred miles ahead, there is a mine that can produce thousands of catties of red fire yuan copper every year, which is the best ore for building the best fire-based spiritual weapon...... Thousands of miles to the southwest, there is a small spirit stone vein, the specific spirit stone reserves are unknown, but the Ghost Spirit Gate has arranged eight foundation building monks here all year round. ”

In the Ghost Spirit Gate, not every foundation building monk has an elder position.

The position of the elder is fixed, and the number of foundation building monks is far exceeded, basically to the extent that three people compete for a position.

Like Wei Chuming, who was lurking in the Ghost Spirit Sect at the beginning, he had no identity as an elder, and could only be counted as a middle-level sect.

"Both places are extremely important, Senior Brother Tong, why don't we each lead a team of men and horses to occupy at the same time?"

This sect war, in Wei Chuming's eyes, is the best opportunity to make contributions.

Inside the Qingfeng Gate, there is a radish and a pit, even if he is a disciple of the old ancestor of Jiedan, he is not outstanding in his cultivation, and he is suddenly promoted to the same point that no one is convinced.

However, as long as Hejian County is included in the territory, it is difficult for the sect to control such a large area at present, and it will inevitably expand and recruit new ones.

As long as he has made meritorious deeds in this trip, there will be enough reason to put him on the throne at that time.

"Why don't you take down the spirit stone vein first? Anyway, the pit couldn't be greatly damaged, and the Ghost Spirit Gate ran away with the most of the Red Fire Yuan Copper that had been mined. ”

Tong Huan calculated that this team of 1,000 monks was equipped with twelve foundation building elders.

If you deal with both sides at the same time, you may not have enough manpower.

He is not his master, and his combat power has been superior to his peers since the foundation building stage, and it is common for him to win more than one victory.

Failing to complete the task at that time, losing face is a trivial matter, and letting the vanguard of the sect adversely affect morale, which is a big deal.

"Senior Brother Tong is meticulous, just do as you say, let's take down the spirit stone vein first!"

Wei Chuming smiled, not having any thoughts dismissed.

After reorganizing the formation, the thousand monks turned around and killed the spirit stone vein.

The White Bone True Man fell, and the news of the death of all the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect who went out to Black Mountain has been fermented in these days, even if it has not spread all over the river, the whole Ghost Spirit Sect has already sensed that something is wrong.

First of all, the ally Hehuan Gate packed up his things and withdrew directly, and he didn't even want the medium-sized spirit stone veins, so he withdrew directly without any handover.

Subsequently, the sect great array was raised to the highest level, and all disciples had to go through the strictest review when they entered and exited.

Unless there is a warrant from the Peach Blossom Fairy, no one is allowed to leave the sect easily.

All kinds of matters made the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect begin to doubt in their hearts whether the seemingly outrageous news that the White Bone True Person was dead was true.

When the thousands of monks of the Qingfeng Sect appeared outside the spirit stone vein, the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect inside immediately fell into a panic.

"The white bone real person has been beheaded by the ancestor of this sect, and the destruction of the ghost spirit gate is today...... In a stick of incense, surrender with bound hands, and maybe you can spare your life! ”

Wei Chuming shouted three times, and when the time passed, there was no movement in the spirit stone vein, and he snorted coldly.

"Do you think you can't do anything if you hide in the formation, and you have to waste a forbidden talisman on me!"

A black talisman floated out and landed on the formation guardian aura outside the spirit stone vein.

The next moment, there was an earthquake and the mountain shook, and the feeling of the sky falling apart and the earth cracking, and the formation immediately showed a lack of spiritual light, and several flaws appeared.

Wei Chuming took the lead, and a number of foundation building monks shot together, directly blasting the formation to collapse.

"Stubborn resistance, no one left!"

The sound of killing was everywhere, flying sword treasures, and talisman spiritual light crashed everywhere.

Tong Huan faced a Ghost Spirit Sect foundation building monk, refined a hundred ghost flags, held a ghost crow pot, and had two ghostly bone spears on top of his head.

After building the foundation, he didn't fight many times, and he still mainly learned from each other.

This kind of desperate fight, a battle between life and death, has not been experienced for a long time.

At the beginning of the foundation building, he was suppressed as soon as he came up, and he was in danger several times, and he was almost stabbed by a bone spear.

Relying on the left and right blocks of the talisman spiritual weapon, it is difficult to support.

'This mana is stronger than mine, and he has a lot of experience in fighting, and he is ruthless and accurate...... Calm down and think about what Master would do in such a situation. ’

Tong Huan was ashamed in his heart, his performance really disgraced his master's face.

But Master has never encountered such a situation, and he will definitely say to me, what are you rubbing, of course, you will cut the other party with a sword! ’

Over the years, Tong Huan has been very clear that his kendo talent is limited, and he can't learn Bai Zichen's fighting style.

Knowing that greed is not rotten, he only practiced one Star Luo Sword Technique back and forth, and he never let it go for decades.

Finally, I got a compliment a few years ago, and it's no longer a permanent criticism -

"I really don't know how you practice, it's the first time I've seen Xingluo swordsmanship to this point...... However, you can disassemble tens of thousands of variations, and it is enough to fool the average opponent, as long as you don't think about swordsmanship. ’

This Xingluo swordsmanship that imitates the changes of the stars in Zhou Tian, Tong Huan can't do it by himself, and the celestial bodies move.

Just rely on the night stargazing and the collection of books in the temple to derive the sword path with one move and one style.

At this moment, he reined in his emotions and held on to unity, and the sword light was like a star, and he was impenetrable to the wind.

What ghosts and crows, bones, spears and bones, can't get close.

After a hundred moves, Tong Huan even had the power to counterattack, and pierced the flag of the Hundred Ghost Banner with a sword.

"It turns out that there are so many changes between the edgeworth, no wonder Master has such an expression every time he watches me demonstrate swordsmanship......

Tong Huan was enlightened in battle, and the Tianxin Sword drew a brilliant sword light.

The Ghost Spirit Sect's eyes widened, as if with a look of disbelief, clutching his throat, blood rushing from between his fingers.

Killing a monk of the same level, Tong Huan let out a breath and looked around, and there were already corpses lying in wait on the veins.

Most of the corpses of the monks on the ground were Ghost Spirit Sect monks, some of them had hideous faces, and some of them had already flinched in fear, and they had been wounded in their backs and died.

There were also many Qingfeng Sect disciples who fell to the ground, their flesh and blood blurred, their stumps and broken arms, and they wailed in pain.

"The road is difficult, and only by fighting forward can we find a glimmer of opportunity......

Tong Huan's mind flashed the words that Song Lian had said to himself, sighed, and continued to kill the nearest Ghost Spirit Sect monk with his sword.

(End of chapter)