The sword of all things, giving birth to its own natal sword intent, using all things as a test stone, cultivating this sword intent is nothing to cut off, and it is difficult to continue forever after being cut off.

Compared to the era of mechanical immortal cultivation and the era of biochemical immortal cultivation, the exercises of kendo are incomparably simple.

It's a pure way to sharpen yourself.

This is the way to seek the way alone.

After thinking about it, Zhang Qingyuan sorted out the exercises.

This kind of approach is not much reference for him.

The path of the Sword Dao Immortal Cultivation Era is too pure, it does not contain any impurities, and everything is a test stone for becoming stronger.

Zhang Qingyuan can't walk such a pure path, or he simply doesn't have time to take this path now.

But nothing is cut off......

A thought flashed in Zhang Qingyuan's heart.

A red divine light flashed on his Dao bones.

I saw that on his Dao bone, a mark that almost ran through the entire Dao bone emitted a red glow.

And this pattern is the top of his five supernatural powers-unstained cause and effect.

The exhalation and inhalation of sentient beings in this world will lead to the causal changes between heaven and earth, and this cause and effect has blessings and calamities, and everything operates according to certain rules.

And this rule is cause and effect.

The immortal cultivators in Yuanzhou basically have a basic understanding of cause and effect in karma and merit, and even merit and karma have not yet been figured out.

Dao bones are born with untainted cause and effect, and Zhang Qingyuan's original body has basically never used this supernatural power.

Because it doesn't seem to have any effect on Zhang Qingyuan, who has been practicing penance.

But Zhang Qingyuan could feel that the power contained in this divine power was the strongest of the five divine powers.

Just because the original body can't be used doesn't mean it's useless.

Many thoughts rose in Zhang Qingyuan's mind, and at the same time, he was wondering why this divine power would be activated for no reason?

Just as he was wondering, a breath came out from the Dao bones.

This is!

Zhang Qingyuan's eyes flashed with a divine light, and he suddenly understood everything.

……

In the Eastern Wilderness, a mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles is like a dragon dormant on the earth, the mountains in the mountains are towering, and countless towering trees cover the sky and the sun among the thousands of ravines.

The mountains are separated by rivers of all sizes, and one of the inconspicuous tributaries flows into a dark crypt.

The tributary entered the crypt, and after a brief period of darkness, a cyan divine light fell on the tributary, illuminating it through, and above him was a pavilion made of green jade.

The pavilion is inlaid with a variety of objects, and these objects are all inscribed with a cyan inscription on them.

This inscription emits wisps of cyan divine light, shrouding the pavilion like mist, and a Qionglou Yuyu looming behind the green mist, looking carefully at the plaque, you can still vaguely see the three words of Xuanzhen Palace.

It's just that at this time, the pavilion was already full of more than 30 people.

In the center of more than thirty people, a white-haired man with a young appearance sat cross-legged on a futon, and he looked at a purple-robed man beside him at this time and said, "There is news from the monks from the outside world that that sword intent comes from the Qingxiao Sect. ”

The purple-robed man was stunned when he heard this, "How is this possible? When did my Qingxiao Sect produce such a peerless sword immortal? ”

That purple-robed man was none other than Mu Yuchuan, the sect leader of the Qingxiao Sect!

"Lord Zunyan, did you miscalculate? The people of my Qingxiao Sect are all here. ”

The Great Elder of the Qingxiao Sect, Si Yuan, said in a deep voice on the side.

Chen Zunyan, who was sitting in the center, had not yet spoken, but Wang Jingyan, the sect leader of the Canglan Sect, who was also one of the five sects, couldn't help but speak at this time: "Lord Zunyan never says something uncertain!" ”

As soon as these words came out, all the monks present nodded.

Chen Zunyan said that no one knows when he got it, and everyone knows that he is the longest-surviving monk in Yuanzhou, and his cultivation has been in the Mahayana period, but he has not soared.

No one knows the reason, but what makes him famous in the immortal cultivation world is not his longevity, nor his cultivation, but the way of deduction that is accurate to the extreme.

Since the end of the Fa, all the words that Chen Zunyan has spoken have never been in vain, and in the way of mathematics, no one can be left or right by him.

Even the advent of the end of the law was completely pushed by him.

"Lord Venerable Yan, this seat has no intention of doubting, but how could this path come from my Qingxiao Sect?"

Mu Yuchuan suppressed the surprise in his heart and said.

"I don't know."

Chen Zunyan shook his head, because according to his calculations ten years ago, the Qingxiao Sect should have been destroyed by now.

But now there are results other than hexagrams.

This made Chen Zunyan also very puzzled.

"Could it be that you have some Tianjiao people left in the Qingxiao Sect? Found a path to practice in the aura of the end of the dharma? ”

Wang Jingyan couldn't help but raise his eyes and glanced at Mu Yuchuan, and said lightly.

Mu Yuchuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he heard this.

How could he not know that Wang Jingyan was not talking about his precious apprentice Zhang Qingyuan.

"Sect Master Wang, why don't you mention this matter too? There are not a few Tianjiao disciples abandoned by your Canglan Sect, right? ”

When Si Yuan heard Wang Jingyan's words, he couldn't help but say coldly.

"What kind of Tianjiao is the Tianjiao who is about to run out?"

Wang Jingyan said with a normal face when he heard this.

All the monks in this Xuanzhen Palace were immortal dao giants who had not exhausted the number of qi under the end of the law deduced by Chen Zunyan.

And Chen Zunyan didn't know where to find a formation that could restore the aura of the end law to normal.

Although the ability of this formation is strong, it has two fatal shortcomings, the materials required are all things from the ancient era of Yuanzhou, and that era has long been lost in the long river of history, and all the traces that can be found now are only in the secret realms.

Qingxiao Sect, Canglan Sect, and Yuquan Sect, the three top sects of the Eastern Wilderness have hollowed out their family foundations, and they have only cast this secret realm that can be exempted from the aura of the end of the law.

This secret realm must not be able to accommodate all the disciples and elders of the major sects.

Moreover, Chen Zunyan had already explained this when he was building Xuanzhen Palace.

That's the number of lives!

Mu Yuchuan looked for Chen Zunyan several times before the end of the Fa and asked him to recalculate the fate of his disciple Zhang Qingyuan.

He! I didn't believe that a disciple who was born divine and even valued by the Upper Realm Ancestor would actually cut off his life when mortals were overwhelmed.

Chen Zunyan received only the same answer after several pleas he pleaded.

He also asked Chen Zunyan what would happen if he forcibly brought Zhang Qingyuan with him.

Chen Zunyan just replied that his life was unstoppable, and if he wrestled with his life, he would have more than enough to make up for his own losses, and his death would come soon.

And Chen Zunyan also made it very clear at the time that if he wanted to bring the monks who were about to run out of their lives in the end of the law, then they would probably be implicated, and Chen Zunyan would also refuse Mu Yuchuan to enter the Xuanzhen Palace.

Now the Qingxiao Sect has changed again.

How not to let Mu Yuchuan think of Zhang Qingyuan.

"Lord Zunyan, why don't you count a hexagram?"

Mu Yuchuan said in a deep voice.