Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, Cheng Qian has approached the sphere of influence of Xuanqing Sect, there is no danger on the way, he did not take the initiative to attack when he encountered the demon clan, and occasionally encountered some demons who were not long-eyed, and Cheng Qian killed them casually.

After returning to the Xuanqing Sect, he did not attract the attention of the disciples in the sect, and it was not until he returned to his cave mansion that he called Bing Linglong out.

"My husband has been out for nearly half a year, and now I must have gained a lot, right?" Bing Linglong smiled gently, as if she had great trust in her husband.

Cheng Qian looked at his wife, also showed a sweet smile, pulled Bing Linglong aside and sat down, the storage bracelet in his right hand shook, and a series of five evil dragon cannons fell to the ground with a 'poof'.

Bing Linglong stared at the Evil Dragon Zun Cannon on the ground with wide eyes, her beautiful eyes kept blinking, in her opinion, these things must not be easy to come by, each one is surprisingly powerful, she has experienced it herself, and she can't help but take a deep breath.

"I guess my husband must have suffered a lot to get these guns, right?" Although Bing Linglong was surprised to look at so many large-scale war magic weapons, there was some distress in her eyes.

Cheng Qian hugged his wife, and looked at his wife feeling sorry for him, and was a little relieved: "Although I have suffered some hardships, there is no danger, now that the things explained by the Extreme Snow Immortal Palace have been done, the next thing is to arrange the affairs of Xuanqing Sect, and leave the Phantom Heaven in a week!"

"Leaving so soon?" Bing Linglong couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, as if she was a little surprised that her husband had decided to leave so quickly.

Cheng Qian hugged her and sat on his lap, and the homesickness on his face could no longer be concealed: "As a husband, I can't wait to return to the Xuandong Continent for a moment, how can there be a wanderer who doesn't want to go home?"

"But as an immortal cultivator, you shouldn't be tied up by such a thing, the Great Dao can't be ruthless!" Bing Linglong saw her husband like this, and said silently for a while.

"It doesn't matter if the avenue is merciful or ruthless. But as long as people are affectionate, if they are ruthless, the two of us can't be together, and if the avenue is ruthless, it is impossible to succeed and advance to the god stage!"

Cheng Qian glanced deeply at the outside of the cave, full of emotion, and began to slowly educate his wife's thoughts.

Bing Linglong seemed to understand whether she understood or not, and looked at Cheng Qian with a little blankness and did not speak.

"Why do many immortal cultivators stop at the Yuan Infant Stage? Because they don't understand the word 'love', which seems simple but contains extremely profound Dao truths. This is the realization that he has gained from decades of cultivation for his husband, even if he is an immortal, he is also a human!" Cheng Qian's heart was full of emotion. My father was a monk, and he could also love mortals, and it is extremely rare to let go of him like this.

"It sounds like there is some truth, no matter what, as long as the husband says, the wife will follow the teachings!" Although Bing Linglong didn't understand very much, she still smiled softly, and hugged Cheng Qian's face and 'poofed' it.

In the next time, Cheng Qian and Bing Linglong casually chatted about a few things about the Fantasy Sky. I went down to arrange the affairs of Xuanqing Sect.

In just three days, the matter of the sect master leaving the Illusory Heaven has spread throughout the entire Xuanqing Sect.

For a while, you could see groups of disciples in the Xuanqing Sect everywhere. Sit together and discuss the matter.

Forget Qing and Cheng Qian stood on the top of a mountain peak at this moment, and the two looked at the sky together and were silent.

"Have you really decided to go?"

After a long time, Forgetfulness slowly took off the silver mask he had been wearing, revealing the face of a young girl. This is the first time he has shown his true face in Xuanqing Sect.

Cheng Qian didn't think so, he still looked up at the sky and said: "Yes! I want to hand over the Xuanqing Sect to you! If I have a fate, maybe I will come back!"

"Now that you're leaving. Forget will no longer cover his head and hide his face, but even if Xuanqing Sect is handed over to Zaixia, forget Mou doesn't want to stay in Xuanqing Sect all the time, and he has to go out to experience it. But I won't leave the Illusory Heaven Continent, if the Xuanqing Sect reaches the trace of life and death, I won't stand idly by!"

Forgetful eyes flashed slightly, and a trace of decline flashed in her ruthless eyes, but her tone was still extremely cold, without the slightest emotion.

"Since you said so, you are not reluctant to do so, Xuanqing Sect has your words, Cheng Mou will be relieved to return to the Xuandong Continent!" Although Cheng Qian had regret on his face, he was a little relieved that Gu Jianxiu was not wooed in vain.

Then the blue light flashed in Cheng Qian's hand, and he spoke again without waiting for a forgetful answer: "This sword is the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword, the sword spirit predecessor inside needs an ancient sword cultivator to inherit his mantle, and after a hundred years, Cheng will hand over this sword to you, I hope that in your hands, you can protect the Phantom Sky!"

Seeing this, Forgetful couldn't help but move, and a powerful sword intent burst out from her body, directly turning into an invisible big hand and grabbing it towards the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword.

Seeing this, Cheng Qian did not intend to stop it, but threw the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword in his hand into the void, and the sword intent directly held it with his big hand, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the sky, and a wolf-like blue glow suddenly rose to the sky, breaking through the sky.

This blue glow is an extremely spectacular sword qi condensed by a huge sword intent, and the people of the entire Xuanqing Sect have seen it, and there is a sky-rushing blue glow on the top of the mountain, an invisible coercion, with the momentum of looking down on all beings, and it wrinkles away at a very fast speed, forming a large impact.

The weak disciples of the Xuanqing Sect were all out of breath and lay on the ground.

When these disciples saw this wolf smoke, they naturally knew that this was the coercion released by the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword, and they were not afraid, because the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword belonged to the Xuanqing Sect, which could ensure the eternal existence of their Xuanqing Sect.

Forgetful eyes closed slightly, carefully feeling the majestic sword intent in the Heavenly Evil God Sword, as if he was comprehending something.

Seeing this, Cheng Qian did not bother and forget, and looked at the optimus pillar of light with his hands on his back.

I don't know how long it took, I couldn't help but open my eyes, and the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword standing upright in the air trembled violently, and the thick blue light suddenly turned into a thin line, and finally disappeared without a trace.

After forgetting to collect the sword intent, he directly ingested the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword in front of Cheng Qian, without taking another look.

"Thank you for the kindness of the predecessors of the sword spirit, no matter how good the sword is, it is only an external force, not your own cultivation, in this way, it will affect the Dao heart, and make people blindly rely on treasures, forget that you like to reach the peak step by step with your own strength, and will not rely on treasures to make up for your own shortcomings!"

There is no sound transmission of forgetfulness, and the voice is not loud to hear in Cheng Qian, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

vaguely reminded him of the cheap master who introduced him to Xuanqing Sect back then, and Shi Fengchun also said the same thing at that time, after all, foreign objects are not their own strength, and if they want to go further on the road of cultivating immortals, their own mentality is the most important!

"I see!"

Cheng Qian glanced deeply at his feelings, and there was not too much surprise on his face, but he said something in an epiphany.

He glanced at him in confusion, and did not ask questions, but savored the feeling just now.

Just as the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword that had not been collected by Cheng Qian flashed, the figure of the Heavenly Evil Sword Immortal transformed, and he glanced at it with a hint of expectation on his face.

Just now, when the divine sword was controlled by Forgetfulness, the Heavenly Evil Sword Immortal had already used his mind to communicate with Forgetfulness.

"Although it is said that the younger generation will not use foreign objects, but I will refine the sword with my body, the sword is a person, a person is a sword, and the unity of human and sword can reach a higher realm of sword cultivation, thank you seniors for letting me comprehend the sixth sword!"

Almost as soon as the words of Forgetfulness fell, her entire body was suddenly twisted and deformed, and a sky-high spiritual pressure erupted from her body, and in a burst of white light, the Forgetful body was gone, replaced by a white fairy sword, exuding a sparkling divine light, which was not ordinary at first glance.

Immediately after Cheng Qian's surprised gaze, his divine sense throbbed, and the white fairy sword suddenly burst into golden light, and the white halo was like a receding tide, gradually replaced by gold, and a spiritual pressure of the god transformation period rose directly from the golden fairy sword!

"It's advanced again! Directly from the middle stage of the Yuan Infant to the stage of transforming into a god!" Cheng Qian couldn't accept this fact anymore, the emotionless advancement was the weirdest way he had ever seen since he stepped into the ranks of immortal cultivators, and he only needed to comprehend a trace of deeper sword intent to be able to break through the cultivation, which completely reversed his thoughts.

Not only Cheng Qian, but even the Heavenly Evil Sword Immortal was shocked at the moment, and shouted a little inarticulately: "This ...... This is the way of the sword, I didn't expect to see the inheritance of the way of the sword now, although the old man is also an ancient sword cultivator, but it is only the way of quenching the sword, as long as I can quench a better sword, my cultivation can be advanced!"

"Enlighten the Sword Dao, Quench the Sword Dao?" Cheng Qian was a little puzzled when he heard this, could it be that the ancient sword cultivation was still divided into factions? It was not a kind of inheritance? From the words of the Heavenly Evil Sword Immortal, he could hear that these two were definitely not the same faction.

Maybe it was because they felt the pressure of the Transformation Stage, the people of the entire Xuanqing Sect began to boil, this breath did not come from the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword, they were all wondering, could it be the Sect Master's advanced Transformation Stage, but this is also too incredible, right? Soon, there were other high-level disciples who came to the mountain peak to check it out.

Even Bing Linglong's figure flashed, and she landed lightly beside Cheng Qian, her beautiful face looked incredibly forgetful, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

With the passage of time, the immortal sword suspended in mid-air has all been transformed into gold. Almost at the same time, there was a thunderclap in the sky, and the calm clouds began to twist rapidly to form a whirlpool, and a straight silver light fell from the whirlpool at a speed that was beyond the ears of thunder, and fiercely rushed towards the golden sword.

"The sixth sword, the Great Sun Slash!"

A sword sound came from the body of the golden sword, and at the same time, the sword light burst out with the light of the sun, as if this sword was a sun, with a scorching high temperature, turned into a golden streamer and struck at the falling silver thread. (To be continued......)