Around Lu Xuan's body, the phantom of the nine mountains and rivers seal slowly emerged, pushing upward, holding on to the phantom of the six mountain and river seals that fell from the sky.

Two forces representing different forces of luck converged in Tianzhou, and the phantom of the six mountain and river seals above was faintly pressed back, obviously, the mountain and river seals taken out by the Dao Alliance and the Buddha Sect had fallen behind in terms of luck, but for the Dao Alliance and the Buddha Sect, this was enough.

What they want is not to compete for luck, even if the luck is suppressed, but it also makes the luck of the entire Tianzhou belonging to Lu Xuan fall into chaos and stalemate, and it is difficult for Lu Xuan to mobilize his luck to enforce the rules at this moment.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" An old man descended from the sky, floating in front of Lu Xuan, looked at Lu Xuan and said with a smile: "Nine is the extreme of numbers, the founding of the country on the day of the Double Ninth Festival, the Yi Yang pole produces yin, breeds evil, and is not good for the country, the sect leader may not be able to open the country today!" ”

"Sanpin?" Lu Xuan looked at the old Tao in front of him, bowed his head slightly, and said: "I never believe in fate, even if I breed evil, I can kill it with one force." ”

"If the sect leader doesn't listen to good words, he is reluctantly called the emperor, and he is also a stubborn king, and it is useless in the world!" An old man with an imperial sword snorted coldly, although he didn't make a move, there was already a boundless sword intent to lock Lu Xuan.

"Whether it is good or not, I have my own judgment, if the well-being of the world is only pinned on the founding day, then the world is too fragile, I believe that my Ming Dynasty can suppress all evil!" After Lu Xuan finished speaking, he looked at the sky and said loudly: "Go on!" ”

"Yes!" Cao Jingzhong took a deep breath and said loudly: "Kneel to the sky!" ”

"Stubborn!" A red-haired old man snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and nine fire dragons burst out of his body, converging in the air into a divine fire shroud towards the entire altar.

"If you don't repair it, if you want to fight, you will fight, where is so much nonsense!" Zhang Yuanrou's hands were sealed, he scolded angrily, and pointed to the ground.

"Hum~"

The surrounding area of the altar suddenly shook, and pillars of light rose to the sky, protecting the altar, and the endless array lit up on the entire earth, intertwining with the twelve pillars of light, and the divine fire cover was held up by the twelve pillars of light.

"Boom~"

Seeing that the divine fire cover couldn't be covered, it instantly turned into nine fire dragons and circled towards the twelve pillars of light, and the firelight burned the entire sky with the fall of the nine fire dragons, but the twelve pillars of light lit up with various mysterious formations, and there seemed to be inexplicable power between them, and all the flames that rushed into the range of the twelve pillars of light instantly dissipated.

"What kind of formation is this!?" The old man frowned and looked at the twelve pillars of light, and the power contained in them made even a third-rank monk feel a palpitation.

"It's like the Twelve Heavens Gate Array, but it seems to be different, and where did he get so much Red Flame Gold? There is also the Xuanyin Stone. "The one who spoke was Master Xuanzhen, the head of the Qingyun Dao Sect, who was the best at formation among the five major masters, and those formation patterns that kept flashing on the pillar of light gave him a plausible feeling, like a fusion formation, but he couldn't see any signs of fusion, and the person who arranged this method was probably even more accomplished in the formation than himself.

But what really surprised the Venerable Xuanzhen was the materials of the other party's array, although the Xuanyin Stone and the Red Flame Gold were not too precious, but they were only relatively speaking, the foundation of the twelve pillars of light was made of twelve different ores, each of which was one zhang long, and it was thick, even if the five sects of the Dao Alliance were combined, I am afraid that they would not be able to take out the ore that refined these twelve pillars.

"Hmph, I'll see how many spirit stones he has to support this array!" The old man of the Imperial Sword obviously also saw the pillars at the core of the pillars of light, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, did Guiyi Sect dig some big mine that has not been encountered in 10,000 years? Why is there no news at all?

No matter what kind of formation, it needs aura to maintain, and the moment this formation comes out, it absorbs the entire Tianzhou aura, which is enough to show that this formation consumes a lot, and the Guiyi Sect is to take all the wealth of Kyushu How many spirit stones can be scraped together to maintain this kind of big array?

At that moment, he pinched the sword trick with both hands, and the sword under his feet instantly turned into ten thousand wisps of sword qi, blasting towards the direction of the altar, and at the same time, a huge sword shadow faintly appeared behind him, and in an instant, the swords on the waists of countless sword-wearing people on the scene couldn't help but tremble, if it wasn't for the master's desperate suppression, I am afraid that it would immediately fly away from the sheath.

"Groan~"

At this moment, in the cloud of fire in the sky, it suddenly cracked, and a sharp sword intent came straight towards the old man of the sword.

The old man frowned, stretched out his hand and pointed, a wisp of sword qi escaped out, and collided with the sword intent that broke through the sky, and in an instant, the surrounding fire clouds were churning, and the burning sky caused by the divine fire cover exploded at the moment when the two sword intent collided.

"What a strong sword intent!" The old man of the sword was a little surprised, he was the head of the Shangqing Dao Sect, the Shangqing Dao Sect was the sect that focused on sword cultivation among the five sects of the Dao Alliance, as the head of the sect, his sword was naturally not weak, but the sword intent in front of him made him feel vigilant.

Looking up, but seeing a sword flash in the sky, a young man stepped on the sword qi, and the void fell above the twelve pillars, and looked at Lu Xuan on the altar with a smile and said, "It seems that I am not too late to come back." ”

"Just right!" Lu Xuan nodded, the person who came was Xu Yifan, the fourth disciple of Zhang Yuqing, who had been away from Kyushu for many years.

"Young man kendo is good!" Shangqing Zhangjiao frowned and looked at Xu Yifan: "It's quite rare to be able to reach the fourth grade at your age, why bother to come to this troubled water?" ”

"Fourth Senior Brother Four Grades!?" Zhang Yuanrou looked at Xu Yifan in amazement, they have been learning from each other over the years, discussing each other, plus not slacking off for a moment of practice, coupled with luck, it is only recently that they have broken through to the fourth grade, although Xu Yifan has hung up a position of missionary protector and enjoys the luck bonus of the Unified Religion, but the rules of the Unified Religion, the distribution of luck has always been divided according to contributions, Xu Yifan has traveled abroad over the years, and the luck is definitely not as good as those of them who fight the world for the Unified Religion.

It won't be like a solid foundation, right?

Zhang Yuanrou and others are a little worried, in fact, it is not difficult to enter the four grades, if they only pay attention to cultivation, it will be enough to enter the four grades more than ten years ago, but just like Lu Xuan said back then, cultivation is a process of accumulation, every step is very important, the understanding of heaven and earth, the perception of the rules, step by step to consolidate the foundation of the Dao, so as to lay a solid foundation for the future.

Excessive pursuit of cultivation for improvement, but instead falling behind, the road will only get narrower and narrower.

"The opponent of the fourth senior brother is the third grade." Li Xingzhi reminded.

"I haven't participated in the expansion of the territory of the Unified Church over the years, and now that the country is founded, I shouldn't have come back, but the Unified Church has difficulties, so I have to go back." Xu Yifan took off the sword on his back that had never been unsheathed, looked at the old man of the sword and said: "I have heard the name of the master of the spirit sword of the Shangqing Palm Sect for a long time, known as the first sword in Kyushu, there is a sword in the next, and he has raised the sword for decades, and he has not looked at others. ”

"Megalomaniacal! The old man has been cultivating swords for thousands of years, and you want to discuss swords with the old man after practicing for decades!? "The Master of the Spirit Sword was laughed at angrily, he has been in charge of Kyushu Niu Er for thousands of years, everywhere he goes, up to the emperor and general, down to the pawns of the peddlers, which one does not bow down to him, today there is a Lu Xuan who does not know the destiny of heaven, and now there is another one who wants to test the sword with himself, as the first person to use the sword in the Dao League, the Master of the Spirit Sword no longer remembers when the last junior who provoked him was.

"This can only show that the sword of the predecessor is wrong! It's been a long time since I've been perfected, right? Xu Yifan looked at the sword phantom behind the Spirit Sword Master, shook his head and sighed.

Xu Yifan said seriously: "The predecessors are wrong, whether it is sword cultivation, physical cultivation, or cultivation, in the final analysis, it is still the Tao that is cultivated, it is the cognition of this world, it is the process of constantly breaking the past knowledge and opening up a new world, this process is very painful, but it is also sharpening the sword, when the predecessor is full of only the first sword name in Kyushu, the predecessor's sword has been deviated!" ”

"Ignorant junior, just four grades, An dares to talk about kendo!" A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the Spirit Sword Master, and he reached out to grasp it, and there was already an antique sword in his hand.

Xu Yifan shook his head with some disappointment: "The predecessors have been sitting on the Dao Alliance's luck for thousands of years, but they are still three grades, which shows that the road of the predecessors has come to an end!" Thousands of years of practice are just repetitive and useless enlightenment, the path is extinct, not to mention thousands of years, it is tens of thousands of years, and the predecessors are still just that! ”

"What a sharp-toothed junior, let the old man see if your sword is as sharp as your mouth!" The Spirit Sword Master was obviously too lazy to talk nonsense with the junior in front of him, and with an angry shout, the phantom of the giant sword behind him exuded infinite sword intent, but in an instant, the infinite sword intent enveloped Xu Yifan in it, a world completely composed of sword qi, which was also the 'sky' unique to the upper three grades.

As soon as he entered, there was an infinite sword qi surging like a wave, this was the world of the Spirit Sword Master, there was nowhere to hide, and there was no way to hide.

"Although I know that my predecessors have a shortage of swordsmanship, the gap in the realm is indeed not small, if I don't have this sword today, I am afraid that it is really not the opponent of my predecessors." Xu Yifan allowed the sword qi to pierce his body, but the wound healed quickly, slowly fell on the hilt of his sword, and said with a slight bow: "Today is the grand event of my Unified Sect, so ...... Offended! ”

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to respond, Xu Yifan slowly pulled out the sword in the sheath, since he apprenticed to Zhang Yuqing, he has been raising this sword, and later he has also experienced hard battles, but he has never produced this sword, but today, in the face of a third-grade master, this sword does not come out, and it is impossible for him to win with his fourth-grade cultivation.

"Hum~"

It was a very quaint sword, not a famous sword, but a sword given to Xu Yifan by Zhang Yuqing back then, which was not a good product, but at this moment, at the moment of drawing the sword, this heaven and earth belonging to the master of the spirit sword seemed to be frozen, Xu Yifan's face quickly turned pale, and in the Zifu Yuan Infant, the Infinite True Yuan was quickly emptied with the pull out of this sword.

At the same time, there is also the Spirit Sword Master, his consciousness is very clear, but he just can't move, there is no earth-shattering sword qi, just so ordinary with a wave, a crack appeared in his own world, a faint ripple spread towards himself, he wanted to hide, but his body seemed to be uncontrollable, watching the faint and almost invisible ripples cut through his own world and pass through his body.

Xu Yifan's spirit calmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This sword...... What's the name? The Heaven of the Spirit Sword Master slowly dissipated and reappeared in front of everyone, everyone looked here, but the Spirit Sword Master looked at Xu Yifan in a daze.

"Nameless." Xu Yifan smiled, his body fell down weakly, Huo Zhan hurriedly rose up, hugged Xu Yifan in his arms with a princess in both hands, and then retreated into the formation.

"Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"If you lose, you lose, and if you are fine, you can do it!" Huo Zhan put down Xu Yifan, held the knife in both hands, and was about to go up and fight hard.

"No need." Xu Yifan shook his head weakly and looked upward.

In the sky, the Spirit Sword Master looked ahead and muttered, "Nameless......"

At this moment, he recalled his life, when he was a child, he showed unparalleled talent when he entered the Shangqing Dao Sect, and in the stunning eyes of his peers, he became a Yuan Ying in just three years, became a deacon of the Shangqing Dao Sect, and then entered the realm faster, but in ten years, he entered the realm of distraction and became the youngest elder at that time.

Then the cultivation began to lag, even if there is luck to add to the body, it is also a limited entry, a thousand years, before barely entering the realm of the third grade, others are like this, he feels that he has no problem, as this young man said, his kendo has not been refined after entering the fourth grade, and the cultivation is also relying on thousands of years of luck to add water grinding kung fu, and only when Shouyuan is about to come to an end, he will enter the third grade.

The false name of the first sword in Kyushu and the popularity of everyone have made him forget that his kendo has not entered again for many years, and he thought that this was the end of kendo, but now it seems that ...... It's really my own fault.

With the last thought flashing, the consciousness of the Spirit Sword Master also completely dissipated, and the sword shadow behind him, which represented his life's achievements, also collapsed with the disappearance of consciousness, and at the same time, his body dissipated......

(End of chapter)