The direction that Qingguang points to comes from the Qingcheng faction.

"Immortal weapon, it's immortal weapon!"

"The Qingcheng faction sword mound has finally changed, my sword path is Yongchang!"

"That light is the light of the fairy sword, and the sky has eyes!"

"The Qingcheng faction has not had a great power for many years, and with such a thought, it is finally possible to keep the clouds open and see the moon. ”

The kendo monks in the crowd looked at the blue light with red faces, and the cheers of cracking clouds piercing stones soared into the sky.

Rong Hui glanced at it, calmly picked up the bamboo pole and plugged in the two people who fell into the water.

Li Yanhui looked at the sky with a surging heart, thinking that one day he could have a fairy sword, he turned his head to look back at Rong Hui, who was calm and calm, "Master, aren't you excited about the birth of the fairy sword?"

Rong Hui hummed calmly, "It's just a yellow-level magic weapon." ”

The magic weapon grade is divided into upper, middle and lower levels, and the heavenly rank is the strongest in the magic weapon.

The second is the Dixuanhuang, and then there are treasures, high-level, intermediate, and low-level magic weapons.

On top of the four major grade magic weapons, there are also immortal weapons and artifacts.

The hundreds of thousands of good swords in the Ethereal Illusion Mansion Hidden Sword Pavilion are all hers.

Rong Hui has been practicing for many years, and he has never had a natal immortal sword, and three immortal weapons above the middle grade are barely used in turns.

The Heavenly Rank Sword Rong Emblem is not a hundred but also eighty, so it's not strange.

What's more, Qingcheng Mountain's yellow-rank immortal sword.

Rong Hui looked down on it.

Li Yan replied: "......"

A yellow-level magic weapon that others are hard to find in their lives.

Nothing more?

Qin Yue and Mingxiu, who were rescued on the boat, glanced at each other, and the two looked at Rong Hui like fools.

"That blue light should be the Qingcheng Sect's yellow-rank magic weapon, the Qingshuang Sword. ”

Qin Yue looked envious, "I heard that the sixth elder Lu Yaoyao sent by Qingcheng to ask for a sword in the sword mound before helping the moon, and he actually got the Qingshuang Sword, which is worthy of being the first person in Shuzhong to cultivate the sword."

If it weren't for the fact that she was cultivating other sword paths, the eyes of the Golden Crow Spirit Array would have belonged to her, and how could it have fallen on the Qi Cultivator Elder of the Sword Spirit Sect. ”

This important task should be undertaken by those who have cultivated to be strong.

Li Yanhui said lukewarmly: "What, look down on the five elders?"

Master Jin Dan Zhenren, why can't he take on the array?

Li Yanhui didn't understand, the master was clearly a Jindan cultivator, why what was revealed on the outside was the Qi refining period.

If Rong Hui deliberately concealed his cultivation, he would not believe it.

Rong Hui is the king in his heart.

Arrogance.

Suppress Xiu to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

Joke.

Qin Yue was stunned, "No, it's just a little emotional."

The five elders of the Sword Spirit Sect used to be strong in the out-of-body period, and they were powerful in their own right. ”

"I heard that after her failed to cross the catastrophe, her cultivation plummeted and her personality changed greatly, so I sighed. ”

"She is the only ruthless sword cultivator in the out-of-body period for five hundred years. ”

Li Yanhui clasped his hands on his chest and gave him a look of "count you as acquaintances" and "rainbow fart blows in time".

Mingxiu looked at the appearance of his senior brother who was begging for perfection, sat in the corner angrily, and cried with a whimper.

If the Kongtong faction is still there, why should the senior brother be cautious and submissive in front of others.

They are also proud disciples of the Orthodox Sect.

Qin Yue was busy coaxing the little junior sister, but his eyes kept glancing at Rong Hui.

"Dare to ask the fairy's surname. ”

Rong Hui: "Rong Hui." ”

Qin Yue smiled, "Rong Daoyou." ”

He paused, looked at Mingxiu, who was so tired that he fell asleep, and whispered: "Tomorrow, the Qingcheng faction will open the sword shrine, and after the monks from all over the world pass the test, even if they don't apprentice, they can ask for a sword in the Qingcheng faction sword shrine." ”

The Qingcheng faction is the first sword cultivation sect in Shu.

The sword mound is dozens of times the size of the Sword Spirit Sect, and there are hundreds of thousands of swords in it.

But if you have a sense of the sword in the sword mound of the Qingcheng faction, you can take this sword away for free.

The sword mound is open every ten years, and the opportunity is rare.

Rong Hui's trip was also for the Qingcheng faction sword mound.

If Li Yanhui can enlighten in the Qingcheng Sect Sword Shrine, she will be able to retreat with peace of mind.

If you can't get enlightenment.

It's good to see the world.

Li Yan lowered his voice back, "Is there a sword spirit in the sword mound of the Qingcheng faction?"

Li Yanhui was very curious about this.

In the Ethereal Peak, Li Yanhui was trained by Rong Hui during the day.

At night, he was trained by the ancestor of the sword spirit, and he practiced all the time.

He likes to go down the mountain so much because it is easier to go down.

Sword cultivation is too hard.

Qin Yue smiled, "Only the sword mound of the Sword Spirit Sect in Zhongzhou has a sword spirit. ”

Sword Spirit.

The cultivation assistance that sword cultivators have always dreamed of.

However, the Sword Spirit Sect cultivates the fate.

At the Ascending Immortal Conference every five years, tens of thousands of monks want to worship the Sword Spirit Sect.

In the end, very few remained.

This year's introductory disciples are the largest number of Sword Spirit Sect disciples in many years, and there are only thirty people.

As soon as he heard that there was no sword spirit, Li Yanhui suddenly lost interest.

"The sword of the soul is not a good sword. ”

Rong Hui smiled but did not speak.

She didn't have a sword spirit in her previous life.

It can be seen how scarce the sword spirit is.

It's not that Rong Hui can't get it, countless sword spirits with advanced cultivation knelt down and begged her to help, but Rong Hui refused.

Those sword spirits don't deserve it.

Qin Yue said with a smile: "The sword of the Qingcheng Sect Sword Shrine is the master of the sword collection of the Central Continent, what other sword does Rong Daoyou and this little friend want." ”

Li Yanhui directly refused, "I don't look down on the sword of the Qingcheng faction, and I don't dare to ask for it." ”

really wanted to, he was definitely hammered to death by Xuan Yi's predecessors at night.

The Ethereal Peak Peak Lord, who was so stunned that he only had cultivation left, TM was a mad master, a real madman.

Thinking of this, Li Yanhui was very helpless.

Master is a pervert.

The Sword Spirit Ancestor was a madman.

Is there a more miserable sword cultivator in the world than him?

Qin Yue saw that he was dressed with an extraordinary bearing, which was not beyond the reach of a small sect like them, and he must have a natal immortal sword, so he didn't ask anymore.

Qin Yue said: "What about Rong Daoyou?"

Li Yanhui looked at Rong Hui quietly, and wanted to shout: Get out of the way, my master is going to pretend.

Rong Hui looked at the vast and boundless sky, and said majestically: "A sword worthy of this seat, at least an immortal sword." ”

Li Yan looked back at Qin Yue, who was scorching, and gave Rong Hui a thumbs up.

The king is worthy of being the king, and he did not disappoint.

Master's luck may be the beginning of the fairy sword.

The divine sword or even the holy sword of the absolute aura may be upside down and shouted that the bully will take me fly.

Li Yanhui was a little sad.

Such a good thing, how can I not touch it.

"Bragging. ”

The sound of weak mosquitoes and flies sounded suddenly.

Li Yanhui and Qin Yue looked at the source of the sound together.

Rong Hui looked at Mingxiu, whose eyes were half-open and half-closed, and said indifferently: "Don't believe it?"

Mingxiu rolled her eyes: "Believe you ghost, you bad monk is very bad." ”

Don't think she didn't see the oars made of the skeleton of the human being.

Qin Yue hurriedly apologized, "Senior sister has no intentions, seniors forgive me." ”

Although Rong Hui seems to be cultivating no more than the Qi refining period.

Qin Yue felt as small as an ant in front of her.

Rong Hui's unattainable momentum convinced him, giving rise to a sense of panic and distance from the mountains.

Mingxiu muttered, "Why don't you speak." ”

Rong Hui's eyes became colder, "Why do I need to explain to others in my life, Yan Hui, send off guests." ”

Li Yanhui took out the bamboo pole, calmly wrote a string of talismans on it and threw it into the water, and said indifferently: "Please." ”

The bamboo pole instantly swells into a bamboo raft three zhang long and one zhang wide when it encounters water, which is enough to accommodate two people.

Qin Yue glanced at Rong Hui apologetically, and jumped on the bamboo raft with Mingxiu in his arms.

Before the two could stand firmly, a blue light fell, the bamboo raft was raised high, and they fell into the river with a pop.

The girl who landed on the bamboo raft was carrying a cyan long sword, looked at the river in surprise, and then turned her head to look at Rong Hui.