Liuyunfang City, the entrance to the secret realm.

Thousands of loose cultivators gathered around the entrance, and during this period, there were constantly scattered cultivators with dreams rushing into the secret realm, winning the road to tomorrow with life and death.

There are also many casual cultivators who have not entered the secret realm.

In the practice of cultivation, some people want to ride the wind and waves on this road and pursue higher levels, while others stop on this road and do not want to explore what the end of the road is.

Just like in the mortal world, some people study hard in the cold window, just seeking one step to reach the clouds, and some people are willing to spend time in the market every day and get by.

Thousands of people's hearts, thousands of people, everyone's way of life is different.

Those who have not entered the secret realm gather at the entrance, and what they want is to see the excitement and add some insight into life.

No, the people and horses of the seven major forces in the Purple Mind Domain came one after another, if there was no secret realm, Lord Xu among them would not have been able to see those characters on the clouds in their lifetime.

"The people of the Lion Brake are here!"

"The one who leads is called Wei Yifeng, who is the core figure of the Lion Brake, and it is rumored that his cultivation has reached the four realms of pregnancy!"

"Tsk, I didn't expect it to be him!"

"Fengyun Mountain is also here!"

"That's someone from the Lingyun Sect, right?"

In the secret realm, there are not many people, coupled with the sudden appearance of the secret realm, among the seven major forces, only those top masters can reach here across thousands of miles in a short period of time.

The moment these people entered the core area of Liuyunfang City and saw the secret realm, they didn't stop at all, and flew in with a swish, so that many scattered cultivators couldn't recognize the identity of the other party at all, and what they could identify was only some people who were not fast, and even stopped outside the entrance of the secret realm.

After these people entered the secret realm, they appeared on the White Bone Yellow Spring Road, and they were greeted by the deadly soul hooking rope.

The monsters in the mist blocked the way to the Lethe River at this time, killing many people.

The words are divided into two ends.

On the Lechuan River, Mo Mei looked at the black substance that had touched Jiang Chen's body, and his nerves suddenly tightened to the extreme.

Black Bear: "It's not good, those things are entangled with the pavilion master!Sister Momei, should we wake up the pavilion master, look at those people who are entangled by ghosts, their whole bodies are gone, we don't dare to let the pavilion master become like this!"

"Sister Momei, do you want to wake up the Pavilion Master?" asked the Bronze Demon to Momei.

At this time, Mo Mei rarely lost his composure, his face showed a panicked look, his eyes stared at the black substance wrapped around Jiang Chen's ankle, and he nodded violently and said, "Wake up the Pavilion Master!"

Only, a new problem has arisen.

How do you wake up Jiang Chen?

Mo Mei looked at the Qinglian Zizi Sword suspended in front of several people, and reached out to hold it, but the cyan fire that had warmed her before suddenly became hot when she wanted to grab the hilt of the sword.

Feeling this, Mo Mei immediately withdrew his palm.

"No, I don't think I can master this sword!"

Bronze Demon: "The Pavilion Master's swords seem to possess some spirituality, and they refuse to be held by outsiders. ”

"Then what now?" the black bear touched his bald head and said, "Why don't I go over and wake up the pavilion master?"

"You fool, the pavilion master doesn't know what the situation is now, so you rashly go up and slap it, what if something happens?"

Black Bear: "Ah, this doesn't work, that doesn't work, how do you wake up the Pavilion Master, if it goes on like this, the Pavilion Master will be swallowed by those ghosts!"

Mo Mei thought about it, and suddenly attacked those black substances, but the strange thing was that once the true yuan power fell into the period, it would immediately disappear for no reason.

Bronze Demon: "What a weird thing, it can even devour our demon power!"

"What can I do now!" the black bear kept touching his head.

At this moment, the dog suddenly said, "I said, how about killing that red flower completely?"

Hearing this, several people immediately looked at the red flower not far behind them, which had withered to the point that only one petal remained.

"The Pavilion Master became like this because he inhaled the pollen released by it, in other words, if he destroys it and sweeps away the pollen from this place, then won't the Pavilion Master be able to regain his awakening?"

The black bear put down the palm of the bald head, rubbed the dog's head, and exclaimed: "Master dog, you are really smart! This can give you thought, this is the reason, this is the reason!"

Several daring monsters immediately reached a unified decision, that is, to destroy the flower of the other side.

"Let me come!"

The black bear stepped over to the withered flower in a few steps, raised his thick palm, and slapped it fiercely.

Where could the flowers on the other side, which were almost dead, withstand such a heavy blow and completely collapsed, and those withered parts turned into a piece of red dust and scattered all over the ground.

The only bright red petal landed on the stone platform, and after a few breaths, the last petal also withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned into red dust.

At this moment, the dog's eyes lit up suddenly, and he rushed to the place where the flowers grew on the other side, which was the only place on the entire stone platform where the soil was sunken.

The dog used his paws to dig through the dirt and found a red seed with a natural texture on the surface.

"Good stuff!"

The dog didn't say a word and received this kind of seed into his storage ring, and the dog's mouth grinned.

With the complete disappearance of the flowers on the other side, the red pollen within the surrounding hundred zhang also slowly dissipated in the surprised gaze of Mo Mei and others.

"Now it's time for the Pavilion Master to wake up. ”

......

The 'other side' of the heart, the Taixu Sword Sect, the Sword Abyss.

In the dark place where the sword was buried, Jiang Chen picked up all kinds of remnant swords to practice swordsmanship, and in this practice, his eyes gradually had a light in his eyes.

He seemed to have some understanding.

At this time, Jiang Chen threw away the three-foot broken sword in his hand, grabbed the big sword inserted in the left wall, and started from scratch again, practicing swordsmanship, but although he was practicing the same set of swordsmanship at this time, this temperament was completely different.

After the giant sword, he grabbed a soft sword, the swordsmanship remained unchanged, the breath rotated, and the middle of his hand turned into a spirit python, sometimes twisted, sometimes tight, and varied.

After that, he pinched a simple long sword, and waved it, like a sword boy, with a gentle breath and a mediocre sword style, which was soothing.

......

......

One different sword after another, the same swordsmanship, different temperament.

Drill over and over again, same movements, different feelings.

At this moment, it seemed that it was not Jiang Chen who was practicing the sword, but the sword was training the people, and they used their respective breaths to show out with the body of 'Jiang Chen'.

Jiang Chen seemed to be stunned, and tirelessly practiced the same swordsmanship with all kinds of swords.

Deep in my heart, a question emerged.

"The famous sword left behind by the fallen powerhouses of the Sword Sect in the Tongtian Sword Tower, the thousands of nameless remnant swords in the Sword Abyss, the Minghui Sword in the hands of the master, the Chenguang Sword in my hand, the Qingxu Sword in the hands of the head of the Sword Sect, and the iron sword in the hands of mortals...... All the swords in this world, they are either spiritual, or they are like scrap metal, but in the final analysis, they are all swords. ”

"Sword, sword, sword...... I cultivate for the sword, and I cultivate the sword, not the Chenguang sword, not the Taixu sword, not the Qinglian Freedom Sword, not the Thunder Sword, just a sword, the most fundamental sword!"

"I see!"

One thought is reached, and the other side returns.

"All things are swords, ten thousand swords are swords, the heavens are swords, swords are the heavens, and the sword intent that can carry the "Heavenly Sword Technique" is ...... Sword!"

"Scatter the light, the sword is the sword!"

Buzzing!

Jiang Chen, who was sitting on the stone platform, stood still, and an unprecedented terrifying sword aura rose from his body to the sky, disturbing the gloomy sky above that had been quiet for an unknown number of years.

The yin wind was furious, and the sword was swaying.

Mo Mei and the others looked at the sky above in horror, and within their field of vision, countless sword qi turned into a canopy, like a sword qi firmament, pouring down the earth-shattering edge that suppressed the common people.

The bronze demon's eyes widened, and he stammered: "My God, this, this, this can't be a supernatural vision!