Who knows which electric casserole can boil Chinese medicine is more appropriate, the wattage of this electric casserole I bought is too low, it takes several hours to boil a medicine, and finally it is about to drive me crazy.

The broken sword stood like a mountain peak, extending from the ground straight to the sky for three hundred zhang, and the momentum was incomparable, as if it would rush into the sky at any time.

"What a big sword!"

Yan Duwu couldn't help but gasp, looking up at the broken sword in front of him, his neck was sore,

This sword towers like a mountain, reaching into the sky, and at first glance, it really looks like a mountain that goes straight up and down. It's not enough to say big, strictly speaking, it should be huge and intimidating.

stared at it a lot, as if the broken sword was about to fall down at any time, faintly oppressing the spirit and spirit. It can be imagined how powerful this sword was before it was broken.

Many local classics in the sea of clouds and desolation have recorded what happened on a certain day ten thousand years ago: the broken sword burst into the sky, and fell on the cloud wreckage to cut out a deep gorge, causing sudden changes in the heavens and the earth.

The residual strength of the broken sword back then made a radius of hundreds of miles full of terrifying power, which can be described as a lack of grass. The local powerhouse paid the bloody price back then before he understood the danger. Later, as the years progressed, the strength gradually subsided, and it regained its vitality.

However, the origin of the broken sword has always been an unsolvable doubt. It seemed to appear out of thin air all of a sudden, breaking through the spatial barrier of the Cloud Sea Desolate Realm, and landing on the Cloud Skeleton Plain.

In the early years, the Broken Sword was famous. Later, even if the strength disappeared, it was an anecdotal fun.

Su Yi had never been to the Yunhai Desolate Realm and had heard of it, and when he saw this, he frowned and thought to himself, could it be that the goal of the future is to break the sword and want to take it away? That would be arrogant.

There have been countless people who have interrupted the idea of the sword for thousands of years, and just looking at the broken sword is still here, it is clear that none of them have succeeded.

Tan Weiran exhaled a breath of turbidity, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and looked at the broken sword: "Ancestor." You can rest assured. I was the one who wanted to hit it, but I didn't want to get it away. ”

Su Yi patted her forehead, she was recognizing and changing her impression. However, it was difficult to reverse all the old impressions for a while, and then I remembered that Tan Weiran was not the arrogant and arrogant guy she thought.

After circling the broken sword three times, Tan Weiran secretly exhaled a breath, stomping his feet and shooting into the air like an arrow. After kicking the sword many, much larger than a human in a row, it rose into the air and landed on a suspended stone.

Glancing up from the stone, his mind scanned towards the lun, and continued to leap up the lun as quickly as a tanuki. After a while, it had risen hundreds of zhang into the air from the suspended mountain rocks, which happened to form a bird's-eye view of the broken sword.

Squatting on the edge of a hill like a raccoon cat, overlooking the broken sword towering into the sky on the earth, Tan Weiran's heart was violently agitated. The origin of the broken sword. He didn't know either, but. He knew what was going to happen here.

Over the years, no one cares about the origin of the broken sword. Tan Weiran didn't care about it, he was emotional, and he was excited: "Today, who would have thought." This place has actually formed a rift in the world realm. ”

Talking about it, he smiled, of course no one thought of it. The sudden broken sword of that year not only broke through the local space barrier, but also cut out a crack in the world that may have been insignificant back then, but gradually formed over the years.

One after 10,000 years. Gradually, and stabilized, the cracks in the world of the world.

"Absolutely fun. Tan Weiran curled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Mastering a crack in the world realm means that whether it is a sect or a father, you can get a lot of benefits." Perhaps, much more than that. ”

Soon...... No, talk about Weiran and change his head, not quickly, but right now.

Now is the great era, and there are countless disasters among the countless opportunities. Countless sects are crumbling like candles in a storm, and even extinguished, while many sects are also rising rapidly.

In the same way, the great era of the rise of the great heroes has arrived. This is the era of the rise of all kinds of princes, and before the fall of the previous life, it is also the era when all the princes are about to be crushed by the Qing Emperor one by one.

In this era, there are certain sects that have risen, there are Qingdi who have grown, and at the same time, there are more sects and princes who have fallen and disappeared.

The new sect wants to establish a new Taoist system, and my father and mother intend to dominate the world. It is the most important thing to be able to fight for more for the sect and for the father and mother.

Thinking about it occasionally, Tan Weiran is also a little contradictory, hoping that his father and mother will give up the struggle for hegemony, but also desperately prepare for this and accumulate: "People, it's really complicated and contradictory. ”

Thinking of the crack in the World Lu Realm, Tan Weiran thought of Fu Chong: "I hope that Master Fu's uncle is safe and sound, and he has really arrived and passed through that crack in the World Lu Realm." ”

Putting away the mood of longing, Tan Weiran had a lot of thoughts: "The crack in the world of Yunjiyuan was discovered after many years according to my experience in my previous life. Hopefully this will continue to be the case in this life, so that I can have a little more time. ”

Tan Weiran smacked his lips: "It's a pity that the power of my father and mother and the sect is too small, and this place is too far away, otherwise it would be best if I monopolized it." However, even if you can't monopolize it, it doesn't matter, anyway, there will be a lot of opportunities in the future. ”

After thinking about it alone for a while, he suddenly saw Su Yi and Yan Solo flying up silently: "Be careful, someone is approaching." ”

"Huh?" Tan Weiran was slightly startled, and flew up a little as fast as lightning. Gather your breath and listen carefully, and after a while, you can faintly hear some sounds, as if someone is fighting fiercely.

"It's fighting. Su Yi affirmed Tan Weiran's judgment, her Qi cultivation was much stronger, and she could hear a lot more.

Tan Weiran gestured with a look, looked at Yan Duwu, and then looked at Su Yi. Although he didn't say a word, the meaning of "Ancestor, you take care of Yan Duwu's mouth" has been expressed.

Yan Duwu was scheming, but he was not stupid, and he was immediately furious, blushing and pretty. Su Yi obviously knew the disciple very well. A burst of chestnuts knocked on her head, causing Yan Duwu's anger to swallow back aggrievedly.

"Ancestor, I'll go over and take a look. Tan Weiran frowned and was about to pass.

Su Yi listened carefully and said, "No need, they are coming in this direction." ”

"What? here?!" Tan Weiran secretly tapped his fingers and fell into a deep groan, although the cracks in the world world here are very hidden, but there are many people who have come for a long time. It doesn't have to be undetected.

You have to try to stop it!

This is the first thought of talking about the future. It's best not to expose this crack, and keep it as secret as you can.

Mingxin Sect, Bright Dao and other names that represent strength are threats all the time. Before the new sect gains a firm foothold, it is of great significance to the new sect to have a safe and reliable way out. Because of the destruction of the sect. I can't afford to come back for a second time, and if it happens again, even the hidden vein is gone.

This rift in the world is one of the first contributions that Tan Weiran, the new leader, brought to the sect.

Seeing that Tan Weiran's expression was solemn, Yan Duwu sneered: "Sure enough, he's a coward." ”

Su Yi glared at the disciple and said, "It's two groups of people, one is chasing and killing, and the other is on the run, and they are fleeing to this side." ”

Talking about it, he made a decision immediately, and floated in the sky like a kunpeng. Pressing the sound and gliding to the lower ground: "Ancestor, you answer me behind." At the end, before disappearing into the clouds, another gaze was on Yan Duwu, and Yan Duwu was almost mad. Look again, what do you mean, when she's a stupid pig.

Su Yi touched his beloved disciple's head: "Okay, Yun'er." Take care of your mouth, hands and feet. Don't come nonsense, otherwise it will be difficult to talk about your return. ”

Yan Duwu said angrily: "It seems that who is sparse...... Han ......: "Seeing the master's expression full of indescribable tiredness, helplessness and bitterness, he said. Swallowing half of these words, he whispered, "Master...... I didn't mean that. ”

The two groups of people in the clouds and mist also chased and fled to approach. While Tan Weiran quietly approached, the sound of the fight fluctuated vigorously, and gradually became real.

"You shit, you dare to ambush me? Ridiculous, ridiculous. I'll give you a word first, death!"

A richly dressed boy smiled wildly, exuding an unstoppable momentum, and pressed his palm into the void. Like a fiery dragon bursting out. A man on the other side suddenly raised his head to the sky and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and at the same time collapsed, his limbs were cut off.

The noble son drew his sword and retracted it, his movements were as fast as lightning, and if he was not careful, it was difficult to detect.

Pretty. Tan Weiran's eyebrows jumped, at first glance it seems to be four swords, but in fact it is the effect of one sword, purely from this sword, it is indeed beautiful. At a glance, he stared at the noble son, and vaguely felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

Turning his gaze back to one of the people who fled over, Tan Weiran found a familiar face in it: "It seems to be Liu Qingfeng, how could it be him?"

The last time I saw Liu Qingfeng was during the first stage of the martial arts conference. At that time, the battle of Luoxia Sect had already taken place, and Tan Weiran returned in disguise, and he had seen it all the way when he walked around the cities of Xiaobuzhou Mountain. He had seen it, but Liu Qingfeng didn't recognize him.

"It's strange, why is Liu Qingfeng here, why is he being ...... Chase?" Tan Weiran looked at the noble son who felt similar to him, and saw that Liu Qingfeng and the others were fleeing in the direction of the broken sword, and his heart chuckled.

An elderly warrior was caught up and killed on the spot by blood, and seeing the scene of his corpse being cut in two, the noble son laughed arrogantly: "Say that you are a group of waste, you are waste." ”

"Hahaha, don't you want to kill me, if you have a kind, come and kill, I'm standing here, you come. ”

The noble warrior laughed wildly, looked down at Liu Qingfeng and the others who fled with condescending eyes, revealing a proud coldness, and said to his subordinates behind him: "Kill well, kill slowly, it's rare to have someone to play a game with me, how can this game end easily." ”

There was arrogance and laughter in this person's words, as if he was playing cat and mouse, and his tone was chilling.

The noble prince pressed it with a palm, and one of Liu Qingfeng's companions who had fallen into the hands of the enemy was suddenly stimulated by the palm power, and blood burst out from the pores of his body, and he instantly became a bloody bloody man, describing a terrible roar like a ghost: "Zhu Yuntian, you must not die well!"

This person is shaped like a ghost, and his roar is filled with poignant and terrifying resentment. The whole body erupted with a blood mist in the sky, and he was forced to die of blood spraying dry.

The noble prince showed contempt: "Waste is waste!"

With the same pride, Tan Weiran finally remembered who this person was. (To be continued.) )