Inside the main hall of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Wang Dounan led the Xuanzhen nun who had come to the door to ask for sins to the inner hall, where a fragrant wood cloud bed was placed, covered with white petals, and Lu Ruo's body was lying quietly in it, and the scars on her face had been repaired.

"If it is a real person, we are also very sorry, the old man is about to go to Xuanzhen to ask for guilt." Wang Dounan said out loud, facing this woman whose cultivation was far inferior to his, his posture was extremely low.

"Yin Xi has been killed, I still hope that the real person will be magnanimous, and we are willing to do our best to compensate."

Xuanzhen Female Cultivator's expression was cold and permeating, and her eyes were full of endless killing intent.

"Compensation? What compensation do you get! ”

Wang Dounan seemed to have been prepared, and said: "Xuantang has no shortage of heavenly and earthly treasures, but under the control of the court, there are very few psychic beasts, and my Xuantian Sword Sect is willing to sacrifice a thousand crystal nuclei of the best fierce beasts to apologize." ”

In addition to the Xuantang Dynasty, the fierce beasts are also divided into rank realms, and some powerful fierce beasts are no less intelligent than normal humans after psychic, and some even breed a group and can survive on this continent.

Thousands of top-grade crystal nuclei, just by sounding how heavy this apology is.

It's just that the Xuanzhen nun was unmoved after hearing this.

Seeing this, Wang Dounan continued: "In order to show sincerity, we are willing to mourn for the funeral of Zhen Ruozhen for one month. ”

The Xuantian Sword Sect is a huge sect, and it is even more powerful in Xianqin, and it sounds unheard of to go to mourn a spiritual realm cultivator.

If this kind of thing is transmitted back to Xianqin, I don't know what kind of waves it will set off.

But this doesn't matter to Wang Dounan, all he wants is for the Xuanzhen Sect to calm down his anger and expose the matter, and it doesn't matter how much he pays for it.

He didn't hide or defend himself, but he was also worried that the Xuanzhen Church would investigate the matter.

The part of their Xuantian Sword Sect that they moved over this time were all people who had handed over their lives, and before entering the customs, they already had the will to die, just to pave the way for people like Chen Mobing and Chen Qingyan.

As for everything else, it doesn't matter.

Xuanzhen Nu Xiu said coldly: "I want more people to accompany Yu Ruo to the funeral!" ”

Wang Dounan sighed and said: "The deceased is gone, wouldn't it be a good thing to kill more, if the real person is a master of the Tao and has a heart of great compassion, the spirit of heaven should not see this scene." ”

"However, it is indeed my fault that a rebel like Yin Xi was born in my sect, and in addition, if the real person wants us to do something else, I will do my best."

Xuanzhen Nun seemed to be moved by the words, and looked at the peaceful corpse of the real person and was silent.

She turned around and left the hall.

Outside the Immortal Island, the Xuanjia Guards were still standing high in the sky.

Xuanzhen Nuxiu flew to the front of their team, and then turned to look at Wang Dounan who came out: "Then what is the relationship between Yin Xi and you?" ”

"Yin Xi inherited my lineage." Wang Dounan responded.

Xuanzhen Female Cultivator's gaze swept indifferently over this Immortal Court, looking at the supreme magnificence, and the entire Xuantang Dynasty was not as good as it combined.

If it weren't for the Three Realms Pass, without the Xuantang Divine Skill and Xuanjia Technique, this Xuantian Sword Sect would not be able to match their existence at all.

The countless Xuantian Sword Sect disciples below looked at each other with different eyes.

She said expressionlessly: "If you teach such a wicked obstacle, you as a master will repay it." ”

Wang Dounan sighed in his heart, and bowed his hand on his face: "It should be so." ”

But I didn't want the Xuanzhen female cultivator to sneer suddenly: "I want to kneel from the foot of Taihua Mountain, step by step, all the way to my Xuanzhen Sect to confess the sin, and when I meet people, I will say that I have taught a wicked disciple grandson." ”

Wang Dounan's expression froze when he heard this, and then a faint flash of gloom flashed.

Xuanzhen Female Cultivator indifferently looked at the angry eyes of those Xuantian Sword Sect disciples below.

She raised her head and pointed to the immortal mountain engraved with the word "Xuantian" in the distance, and said: "The disciple disturbs the world, mutilates the innocent, and causes chaos in Chang'an City, and is embarrassed to call himself the Great Sect of the Immortal Sect and destroy it for me!" ”

Hearing this, the Xuanjia guard behind him walked out from the back of the queue a Xuanjia armor with a different style from ordinary people, and the mechanical war horse under his crotch was actually burning with wisps of flames, only to see this armor soldier soar into the air, flying straight to the direction of the immortal mountain, holding a heavy soldier that was more huge than the black phosphorus sword, the steam gushed, the metal of the whole body turned red, and then slammed into the immortal mountain.

Boom –

There was a loud bang like a collapse, and the immortal mountain where the waterfall was upside down was directly smashed into the mountain, and the word "Xuantian" was only half cut off.

Xuanzhen Nun looked at Wang Dounan and said indifferently, "Did you hear what I said?" ”

Wang Dounan's expression was calm, and he arched his hand again: "The old man knows." ”

As soon as the words fell, his figure flashed and disappeared directly in place.

The Xuanzhen Female Cultivator looked at the collapse of the Immortal Mountain, and then turned around and disappeared into the sky with the Xuanjia Guard.

And after they left, the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect in the square were in an uproar.

Chang Zhixian frowned, and shouted violently: "Shut up!" ”

His voice resounded throughout the square, bringing silence to the place.

"Before entering the customs, did you forget all the things you explained? What are you arguing about, what should you do, what to do! ”

There was a moment of silence in the square, and everyone looked at each other, and then they left.

Chang Zhixian looked at the word "Xuantian" that was only half left on the immortal mountain, and his eyes flickered.

The female cultivator just now was neither the head of the Xuanzong Dao, nor the true sect Dao mother, and she was even just a spiritual realm, he could be crushed to death with his fingers, but now he dared to bully them like this.

In the future in Xuantang, I don't know if there will be many more such things.

I only hope that those people who have high hopes from their entire Xuantian Sword Sect will be able to succeed sooner.

"Elder Chang."

At that moment, a young monk approached him and handed him a letterhead.

Chang Zhi glanced at it first, and couldn't help but be stunned, the aura fluctuations on this letterhead were obviously the exercises of their Xuantian Sword Sect.

"Who sent it?" He asked.

"I don't know." The young monk replied, sent by a bird to the portal below.

Chang Zhixian's mind flickered, he thought of something, and hurriedly opened the letterhead.

It was only a few short words, it was the name of a place, and there was no other information.

Chang Zhixian was extremely excited, holding the letter paper in his hand, his body turned into a long rainbow and rushed to the direction of the teleporter.

But soon, he turned back and went to the Spirit Pure Hall on the island, and took a few pieces of warm jade inside.

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Xuantang, in the territory of Gongzhou.

Chang Zhixian flew at full speed for half a day without interruption to arrive here, and below it was not the main city of Gongzhou, but a remote township.

He flew down, disguised himself into an inn, and looked at one of the doors.

Then the door opened on its own.

There is a woman sitting cross-legged on the couch inside, her appearance is bright and beautiful, but she gives people a cold feeling, her black hair is simply tied in a ponytail, and she is only wearing an ordinary coarse cloth gown, but the aura of the whole body is not allowed to enter, which makes people feel a little worried at a glance.

Chang Zhi saw each other first, but he was extremely surprised.

"Clear Flame!"

Chang Zhi walked in first, closed the door casually, and laid an enchantment.

He was quickly stunned again: "How are you in the Qi Realm, I remember that your body should be in the Spirit Realm." ”

This person was Chen Qingyan, who occupied the body of the snow goose, and she spoke in a calm voice: "Her foundation is not stable, so I will disperse and rebuild." ”

Chang Zhixian was speechless for a while, and since ancient times, those who have dared to self-cultivation are all people with great perseverance and great ambition.

He has no right to point out what Chen Qingyan did.

Chang Zhixian was a deacon elder in the Xuantian Sword Sect, but Chen Qingyan's status in the sect was even higher than him, and Dao Ancestor regarded her as the person who would inherit the mantle in the future.

"When testing the root bones that day, this snow goose has good qualifications, and the Yuan Yin is not broken, which is the most suitable for you among everyone."

Chen Qingyan said indifferently: "Qualifications are only secondary, and they won't affect me anything, but she is too involved, so I can only leave Chang'an temporarily." ”

Chang Zhixian explained: "We originally planned to sweep these up for you in the future, but we didn't expect you to take her away so quickly. ”

"When I possessed her, her soul was in a damaged state, and she should have given her life to others, but she was powerless to resist, so I did it directly."

Chang Zhixian was surprised: "Is this the case? ”

"I've seen that person, when he paid tribute to Xuantang Dynasty, he was a close minister of the Queen of Heaven, named An Yan."

“……”

Chang Zhixian was silent, and after a while, he muttered: "It's him again......"

"What's wrong?"

"He was also chosen, and now he is the host of Mo Bing, although he has not measured his root bones, but the aura in his body gives people the feeling of being extremely pure, and he is extraordinary."

Chen Qingyan asked, "Did something happen?" ”

She noticed the word "again" in Chang Zhixian's words just now, and estimated that something had happened to him.

Chang Zhixian shook his head and said: "You don't have to worry about the affairs in the sect, just do your own thing with peace of mind, and we will clear the involvement of Xue Yan as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, several warm jades appeared in the air, all of which he took out in the Spirit Essence Hall, elixirs, magic weapons, and all kinds of things, and each of them was extremely precious, and it was a treatment that the core disciples could not enjoy.

"You use these things first, and if you need anything in the future, you can send a message to the sect."

Chen Qingyan stretched out his hand to take a jade piece and looked at it silently.

"Your sword has been brought, too." Chang Zhixian said.

Every sword cultivator in the Xuantian Sword Sect has a sword that belongs to him, and he began to nourish the sword fetus in his body from the Qi Realm, and then raised the sword spirit when he reached the Spirit Realm.

Chen Qingyan put down the piece of jade and said, "Since I have given up my previous body, this sword is useless, I will forge my own sword again." ”

Chang Zhixian couldn't help frowning: "Qingyan...... Even if you scatter your soul and recultivate, even if you give up your sword, even if you wake up early, you will lag behind others in the future, and the other people in the Nine Sects, as well as those guys who are reckless, are not ordinary people. ”

"I'm not going to lose to anyone again."

Chang Zhixian was helpless when he saw this, but he couldn't persuade the person in front of him.

Chen Qingyan suddenly asked again, "By the way, did she come in?" ”

Chang Zhixian knew who she was talking about, and after thinking about it, he shook his head: "I don't know, the wind over there is very tight...... However, when they entered the customs twice, the Xuanzhen Sect was looking for people, and according to their descriptions, what they were looking for should be the Iron Bodhisattva. ”

Chen Qingyan thought of the afterthoughts he had encountered in the autumn hunt when he paid tribute last time.

"The Xuanzhen Sect is looking for others."

Chang Zhixian said: "If the Iron Bodhisattva is really a person from the Xuantang Dynasty, he must have hidden secrets about the divine machine and the Xuanjia technique, and Fuguang will not let people go if he says anything." ”

"Without fire phosphorus, no matter how much you know, it's useless." Chen Qingyan said.

Indeed, if mechanical creations are regarded as the magic weapons of monks, then the aura that drives them is fire phosphorus.

It's just that unlike the monk's magic weapon, the magic weapon driven by the monks has a shackle that cannot be broken, no matter how much a baby can swing the two-meter-long giant sword, and the monk of the lower realm cannot drive the high-grade magic weapon.

But fire phosphorus is different, and the huge energy contained in fire phosphorus is simply incomparable to their monks themselves!

A single piece of fire phosphorus can give a mortal who has only been trained for a few years a power comparable to that of a Venerable!

But even a demigod can't immediately elevate a monk to the realm of the Supreme One.

This is the origin of the gap between their Immortal Qin, Mang Han and Xuan Tang.

It's just that this thing is only found in the Xuantang Territory, and their monks have never seen it so far.

For thousands of years, they have naturally studied the way of mechanics according to the cats and tigers, but they can't solve the problem of the energy core, they can only use the aura to drive, and no matter how exquisite the Xuanjia they create, it is just a relatively good magic weapon.

When the Qi Realm Monk wears him, he can't compete with the Spirit Realm Monk.

Fire phosphorus, what the hell is this?!

Why is it only available in Xuan Tang, this is a mystery that has plagued Xianqin and Mang Han for thousands of years.

Since entering the customs this time, in addition to opening the road to godhood, another point is to try to get fire phosphorus.

As long as Xuan Tang's mechanical skills are mastered, then it will be impossible for Xuan Tang to continue to suppress them, and everything will be completely reversed.

However, Chen Qingyan didn't care about this, she just wanted to keep getting stronger.

Once the Yang God dies, the monks of the world will no longer be able to break through adversity.

The path to becoming a god is the only choice, so she is willing to go to Xuantang to wade into this troubled water, if not, she can wait for Xuantang's side with peace of mind, and then come here to enjoy this new cultivation environment.

Chen Qingyan reminded again: "This Snow Goose's master is a person from the royal family, so don't have anything to do with her." ”

Chang Zhixian said, "It's just a Destiny Realm monk." ”

A Destiny Realm cultivator is already a great existence on the Xuantang side, but there are just as many in Xianqin.

There are countless ways to kill each other without even having to do it.

Chen Qingyan glanced over, "Before I came, Dao Ancestor told me that the royal family of this Xuantang Dynasty is not simple, and it is better not to have contact with it as little as possible, although it is not important for the sect to move to this part of the Xuantang Dynasty, it is best not to toss it." ”

Chang Zhixian was stunned, and only then nodded distractedly when he heard the word Dao Ancestor.

With his status, he would not be able to contact the Dao Ancestor of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

"I ...... Got it. ”

"By the way, my brother woke up and asked him to come to me."

Adjust your work and rest, and see if you can update it in the morning

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