Chen Mingzhi asked vigilantly, "Senior Sister Chu, what is your purpose?"

"For a sword. ”

If someone else said this, Chen Mingzhi would never believe it, but he believed this sentence when it came out of Chu Sixiang's mouth.

Like Chu Sixiang's own, sword cultivation needs to be upright, and Chu Sixiang is the kind of upright person, a woman who is just and straight.

"Senior Sister Chu admires the righteousness of Dongdong, but how to cultivate this sword way?"

Chu Sixiang threw a sword book to Chen Ming, "This is a set of swordsmanship left by Yuhengfeng's predecessors, it can be regarded as a sword entry, after learning this set of swordsmanship, you can understand the rest by yourself." ”

Chen Mingzhi looked at the sword book in the moonlight, and this sword book didn't even have a name

"Is this written by Chen Xinghe's predecessors?" asked Chen Mingzhi.

"No, it was written by a latecomer, Chen Xinghe's predecessors did not leave any sword spectrum, and the entire Qingshan Sword Sect can only find this sword spectrum related to a sword. Chu Sixiang explained.

Chen Mingzhi mourned in his heart for the Jade Sword Immortal Chen Xinghe, who had created the Way of the One Sword, and the way of the sword that he had carried forward was so suppressed by the Qingshan Sword Sect.

"Then I'll study it well when I go back, and if I don't understand something, I'll ask Senior Sister Chu for advice again. ”

Chu Sixiang nodded, "Well, then you can go back by yourself." ”

Chen Mingzhi was obviously stunned for a moment, are you not responsible for sending me here?

Chu Sixiang thought that Chen Mingzhi couldn't fly, and he was a little worried about going back.

"Don't worry, the far away Peak where the visitor lives is not far from here, and it shouldn't be long before you can get there. ”

"I want Senior Sister Chu, your hospitality......

Chu Sixiang yawned and stood up from the steps of the jade house, "Aren't you good sisters with me, since you are good sisters, why do you care about these etiquettes, I still have to go and see how that guy from the acting machine school is, so I'll go first." ”

After Chu Sixiang finished, he took the redless sword and flew in the direction of Jingzhen Rao Cave Mansion.

Chen Mingzhi instantly turned into a serious expression after Chu Sixiang left, and what made him serious was not the invitation of Yijian and Jing Zhenrao, but the words of Jing Zhenren.

Chengmeng wants to promote the atmosphere of sect disciples voting separately?

Chen Mingzhi looked at the night sky and laughed, "This Boundless Dao Court's appetite is really big!"

In recent years, the Chengmeng has been promoting exchanges among the various sects of the Chengmeng.

From the exchange of disciples of various sects, the talks of elders, the exchange of students, and now the other sect of Jingzhen.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Chengmeng is trying to assimilate the entire immortal cultivation world step by step.

At that time, everyone will no longer be divided into sects, and all the immortal cultivators will become the people of the alliance.

But the Chengmeng is white, isn't it the Boundless Dao Court, after all, the leader of the Chengmeng Alliance and many of the stewards in the Chengmao are all people of the Boundless Dao Court.

Back then, this Chengmeng was also the first to be advocated by the Boundless Dao Court, and as soon as the concept of Chengmei was proposed, it could be seen that the ambition of the Boundless Dao Court was not.

However, looking at the current speed of Chengmeng's actions and the deep-rooted concept of the sect in the hearts of the immortal cultivators in the Cheng Continent, if Chengmeng wants to assimilate the immortal cultivation sect, it will have to wait a long time.

Chen Mingzhi thought about these things as he walked towards the valley between Yuheng Peak and Kaiyang Peak.

When he was brought by Chu Sixiang before, he felt a strange feeling coming from the valley between Yuheng Peak and Kaiyang Peak, and Chen Mingzhi couldn't talk about this feeling, but he felt that he needed to go and see it.

Chen Mingzhi is not a person who likes to be lively and explore and solve puzzles, but the feeling coming from this valley is so strong that Chen Mingzhi feels that he needs to take a look.

And now that Li Beibei is here, he is not afraid of anything.

Chen Mingzhi could no longer walk forward as he walked, and there was an enchantment in this valley that blocked the steps of those who walked forward.

However, this was not difficult for Chen Mingzhi, and with a pinch, Chen Mingzhi suddenly appeared in the valley.

The valley was eerie, with a faint mist rising under the starlight and moonlight.

Chen Mingzhi looked at this valley and was very strange.

Everywhere in the green hills was overgrown with grass, but in the valley it was bare, and he could not see a single weed on the ground.

An eerie cool air came from the cliffs of this valley, making Chen Mingzhi shiver involuntarily.

He looked over and saw that there were hundreds of caves in the cliff, and he didn't know what was in them.

Chen Mingzhi jumped into the nearest cliff to be Zheng

The Zixiao Sword appeared in Chen Mingzhi's hand, lighting up with a purple glow, illuminating the cave in the middle of the cliff.

In the middle of this cave sat a dead corpse, with many wounds on his body, the appearance of this dead corpse was still well preserved, and he seemed to be a rather handsome male monk, but his face was pale because of death, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

Beside the dead monk was a sign with two lines of words engraved on it.

"The fourth-generation disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect, the power peak is a hundred feet. ”

Chen Mingzhi picked up the sign and read it, and then he put the sign back for others.

"Could it be that there are also dead people in the other caves? This is the tomb group of the Qingshan Sword Sect?"

Chen Mingzhi immediately denied this speculation, and the sword cultivation mounds of the Qingshan Sword Sect were all on their respective peaks.

Each peak of this Qingshan Sword Sect has a place to pass away

Disciple's place.

When it was white, Chen Mingzhi and Li Beibei visited a place under the leadership of Qingshan Sword Sect.

The cluster should not be the tomb of Quan Feng's disciple.

Chen Mingzhi went to another cave, and the corpses in this cave were still corpses, but this was a disciple of Yuhengfeng.

Chen Mingzhi saw a lot more, and among the seven peaks of the Qingshan Sword Sect, there were dead people here.

Moreover, most of the Qingshan Sword Sect disciples here are fourth-generation and fifth-generation disciples, and a few are third-generation disciples.

"What kind of place is this?" Chen Mingzhi asked as he looked at the dead Qingshan disciple in the cave he had finally come to.

Just as he was thinking in his heart, a hand suddenly put on his shoulder.

The pale face of the dead man in this cave was attached to Chen Mingzhi's face.

"Give me back, give me back my life!"

Chen Mingzhi was shocked, and the colorful spiritual power suddenly poured out of his body and rushed the dead man out.

He hurriedly escaped from the cave.

But at the moment, the whole valley echoed with this sentence.

"Give me back, give me back my life!"

Chen Mingzhi had goosebumps all over his body, he had already checked these people, there was no anger on his body, and they were 100% dead.

What is the situation now? Immortal cultivators deceive corpses?

Chen Mingzhi pinched up the magic method and prepared to escape from here.

But among the hundreds of caves, gray sword-like things shot out and came towards Chen Mingzhi.

suddenly interrupted Chen Mingzhi's pinched magic mystery.

This is the first time that Chen Mingzhi has been interrupted by others.

"Give me back, give me back my life!"

A low and gloomy voice came out again, and the hundreds of Qingshan disciples who had died in the cave were all standing at the entrance of the cave.

These people are all the predecessors of the Qingshan Sword Sect, and before they die, I am afraid that they were at least cultivators above the Yuan Infant Stage.

As soon as they came out, the aura of resentment weighed Chen Ming's movements.

"Give me back!"

"Give me my life!"

Those dead seniors of the Qingshan Sword Sect jumped off the cliff one by one, and they all rolled their eyes and stretched out their hands to walk towards Chen Mingzhi.

The words were still in their mouths, and Chen Mingzhi's scalp was numb when they heard it.

"Lao Tzu won't die at the hands of this immortal cultivator zombie, Master, come and save me!" Chen Mingzhi shouted in his heart.

At the same time, a robe made of colorful spiritual power appeared on his body.

The clothes of the immortals were condensed by Chen Mingzhi.

This immortal robe slightly offset some of the cold pressure that Chen Mingzhi was subjected to, allowing him to move.

Chen Mingzhi didn't say anything, the first thing he did was to use the magic method to prepare to escape.

The gray qi permeated the entire valley, and Chen Mingzhi's magic magic was blocked by this gray qi and could not be used.

"Damn, Li Beibei, where are you?!" Chen Mingzhi burst into a foul mouth.

At this time, in the clouds above this valley, Li Beibei was reclining.

"The master led the door to practice on an individual, and the matter of cultivating immortals is not something that can be solved by the master alone. Li Beibei looked at the situation in the valley and muttered to himself.

Chen Mingzhi didn't care if he would be chased and killed if he used the sword cultivation at this time, he just wanted to escape from this ghost place that made people get goosebumps all over his body.

Chen Mingzhi took off the sword that was hanging around his neck and hidden in his clothes, and the wind changed, and the heavy sword appeared in his hand.

The sword cultivator did not go towards the dead people of the Qingshan Sword Sect who were coming towards Chen Mingzhi, but slashed towards the barrier behind him.

However, this enchantment was not broken by the sword cultivation of one of the treasures of the Ancient Spirit Sect, but instead the sword was bounced back after hitting the enchantment.

Li Beibei on the clouds was floating in his hand with a wave of immortal power blessing above the enchantment.

Chen Mingzhi was stunned when he looked at the result of this sword cultivation smashing on the enchantment, a treasure like a sword cultivation couldn't break this enchantment, how strong was this enchantment set up by the Qingshan Sword Sect!

Sure enough, the one who was sealed by this enchantment was someone he couldn't provoke......

A gray aura grabbed Chen Mingzhi's feet and necks when Chen Mingzhi was stunned, pulling him into the hundreds of Qingshan disciples who had died as Zheng

"Give me back, give me back my life!"

Chen Mingzhi waved his sword with his backhand, and more than a hundred of the hundreds of Qingshan seniors immediately fell off.

With Chen Mingzhi's cultivation and this cultivation sword, it was still very easy to cut off more than a hundred heads with one sword, and Chen Mingzhi also cut off the cold gray qi and distanced himself from these dead corpses.

However, the Qingshan disciples who had severed their heads, the head was still on the ground and shouted, "Give me back, give me back my life!"

"Are you still immortal?!" Chen Mingzhi scolded, and then the sword in his hand stabbed at them continuously.