On the summer solstice, the sun is blazing.

Immediately, there was no shadow.

There is no place for a cone in the sword furnace at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Changde's face was withered, his stocky figure was no longer there, and on the day he carried the box into the sword furnace on the second day of the second month, he had already judged the two of them.

So far, the sword has not been baked, but the person has been crumbling.

He often showed deep eye sockets, leaned under the pergola outside the sword furnace, and his chest cavity was agitated like a bellows, but it still came out more than it took in.

In order to forge a sword far beyond the past, the master and apprentice worked tirelessly and put all their efforts on it. Zhao Changde had not yet fallen down at this time, and he was completely holding on with a breath.

The summer solstice is the last day that is expected to be baked.

If it is successful, the sword will be safe.

If you lose, the sword will destroy and you will die.

Zhao Changde held the furnace control plate in his hand and stared at the Zhengyang furnace in the distance.

Chang Lu turned his head with difficulty, and said weakly: "Master, if you can't do it, you can only use a live sacrifice to lead the sword out of the oven." ”

If the sword is not baked, it must be not spiritual enough.

The transformation of the husband and the god must be made by people.

Human flesh and blood are born with the spirit of the spirit and the soul of man. If you want the sword to have a spirit, the most direct and best way is to sacrifice the sword with a living person to attach the spirit to the sword!

When Chang Lu said this, he was obviously ready to sacrifice his sword.

"Bastard!"

Zhao Changde turned his head suddenly, his withered face and eyes widened, his face was hideous, and he shouted: "Zhengyang Furnace and even Yang Sword Furnace, the sword forged must be masculine and upright, how can you use that yin and evil method!"

Chang Lu looked at the master who would definitely not survive if he persisted, and cried, "Master, if you continue to resist, you will die, master." ”

A dignified seven-foot man, tears raining down.

Zhao Changde turned around angrily and looked up at the blazing sun that was about to rise to the middle of the sky, and there was only a coldness in his heart.

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Carved into the cliff stone, the sword intent swirls in the mountains like a storm.

Ning Baifeng was in the center of the sword intent storm, his face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping like raindrops, the clothes on his body were already soaked, and the ground at his feet was already wet, but it was quickly evaporated.

The jade flute in his hand froze in the air, unmoved.

Only the last stroke of the sword word remains.

The sword intent storm was too strong, and Zhao Shuo couldn't bear it anymore, so he was already standing aside.

Near noon, Yu Lian brought food up the mountain as usual.

Yu Lian frowned, her face full of worry, "Second brother, what will happen if he goes on like this?"

Because of the relationship between their parents, the two have long been commensurate with brother and sister.

Zhao Shuo looked at the green light that was passing through the sword intent storm in the air, and sighed: "In the past thousand years, there are only three cases of this situation in the historical records of the mountain villa. He is now at a threshold similar to a fish leaping over the dragon gate, and if he jumps over, the dragon will return to the sea. If you can't jump......"

Yu Lian was taken aback and immediately asked, "What happens if you can't get by?"

Zhao Shuo was silent.

Yu Lian put the food box on the ground heavily.

Zhao Shuo smiled bitterly and said: "According to legend, there is a dragon gate on the Tianxu River in Kunzhou, and the earthfish snapping turtle and snake python that Kunzhou wants to turn into a dragon can all go upriver from under the dragon gate, and if it becomes a dragon, it will ascend to heaven, but if it fails, the flesh and bones will melt." If Ning Baifeng can't get through it, although he won't die, he will definitely have a collapse of his mind and be stupid for the rest of his life, like a walking corpse. ”

In an instant, Yu Lian's face was as pale as paper.

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Under the giant sword in front of the main hall of Green Willow Villa.

Zhao Changli looked up at the huge stone sword, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Changming, who was standing next to him, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said softly: "The third brother's sword has not been baked until now. ”

Zhao Changli sighed and frowned: "Listening to Lian'er's child, Ning Baifeng has been frozen there for three days, and the last stroke has never been able to get down. As soon as noon passed, the third brother would die, and Ning Baifeng on the cliff would become an idiot, I didn't expect it. ”

Zhao Changming looked at Zhao Changli with some doubts, and some didn't understand what this meant, what is the relationship between the two.

Zhao Changli shook his hands, took out a sword-shaped jade plate from his sleeve, and said: "You have been doing business abroad all the year round, and you have no talent for cultivation, so it is normal not to know about this matter." The third brother's sword-forging qi has been linked to the sword intent of Ning Baifeng on the mountain wall, which is all caused by the area of the blessed land of the mountain villa. There is one thing you may not know, the entire mountain villa and the back mountain are actually a sword array, which was built by the ancestors when they established the mountain villa using these antiquities, and the array eye is the giant sword in front. ”

Zhao Changming asked: "But this doesn't make sense, there is still no inevitable connection between the two." ”

Zhao Changli shook his head and said: "In your opinion, it may be so, but in fact, Ning Baifeng's sword intent is actually this big array, he wants to draw the last stroke, the big array must be activated, the villa big array has a total of four formations, the archway at the forbidden gate of the villa is one, and the place where the third brother casts the sword is actually a formation, the other formation is the lock spirit sword array in the courtyard on the east side, and the last place is the Xuanjian wheel in the sword garden on the west side." ”

Zhao Changming was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Didn't the Xuanjian Wheel stop running a long time ago?"

Zhao Changli nodded, and sighed: "This is also the reason why Ning Baifeng can't draw the last stroke, how can the missing corner of the sword array be activated, I thought he copied the sword intent, but the first half of the que was enough, but I didn't expect him to be able to accommodate so much, it had to be done with the last stroke, if this matter was put a few years ago, maybe it would be nothing, but the child Cong'er took away the Taixuan Sword Talisman on the Xuanjian Wheel before leaving, and now the only way to activate it is the white jade sword talisman in my hand." ”

Zhao Changming looked at this sword-shaped jade talisman, since his brother knew the activation method of the sword array but it was useless, it meant that if the jade talisman was used, the price might be very large, and with the current Green Willow Villa, it was estimated that he would not be able to bear it.

Zhao Changming pondered for a moment and asked, "What's unspeakable?"

Zhao Changli smiled bitterly, "If the white jade sword talisman is used on the Xuanjian Wheel, the mountain villa will begin to close the mountain, and you can't get in or out." This is something that is only used in the life and death of the mountain villa, and once it is used at this moment, the mountain will be completely closed within three days, and this place will be isolated into a separate world, no different from a tomb. ”

Zhao Changming immediately asked: "If you can seal it, you can open it, do you want the Taixuan Sword Talisman in Cong'er's hand?"

Zhao Changli said: "Yes, but Cong'er's child has disappeared for many years, and the last news that came back was that he was ashamed of his parents, and he will report it in the next life." He, a cultivator, could not even say the words of such an ordinary person, how good could he be. I've been wandering around for years, mainly looking for him, but there's been no sign of him. ”

Zhao Changming was silent, how difficult such a choice was, it was completely a matter of using Green Willow Villa to achieve one person.

Day by day.

Zhao Changli suddenly turned around and headed west.

Zhao Changming asked loudly, "What does brother mean?"

Zhao Changli's figure disappeared, but his voice remained, "The villa has been broken, and the sea of Shuo'er qi has opened." ”

Zhao Changming sighed and laughed with some relief.

The fall of the villa is already a foregone conclusion, the ability of the children of the next generation is not enough, there is no way to keep this family business, long-term persistence, has already overwhelmed them, today's villa is not a blessing, but a curse.

Cultivation is like ascending to the sky, but people also eat people, Green Willow Villa is a blessed land for cultivators, but for the current Zhao family, it is poison. Maybe when someone will be targeted, with the current family of the villa, it will be wiped out at any time.

Zhao Shuo's talent far surpasses that of his brother Zhao Cong, now that the sea of qi is opened, the villa will be revived in time, rather than waiting for death, it is better to close the mountain, as long as the children of the Zhao family are still there, it is hope.

Zhao Changming turned to look at the towering back mountain behind the villa, and left with a smile after a moment.

If you win favor, you will repay them.

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Lizhou northwest of the vortex Yang country Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang view of a side hall.

Wonjin inserted the incense into the incense burner again, but in a moment, the incense went out.

Yuan Zhen immediately turned his head and said to the old Taoist priest with a dark face: "Old smoker, you also saw it, this is the third time, as soon as you enter the incense burner, it will be extinguished, is Ning Baifeng dead?"

The old Taoist priest pondered for a moment, "It's not dead, but it's almost there." ”

Yuan Zhen didn't say a word, turned around and walked out.

The old Taoist priest shook the dust in his hand, slowly sat down on the futon, and said indifferently: "Now that there is a fart in going out of the mountain, you don't even know where he is, where to find it? What's more, even if you know where it is, what's the use, can you rush to him immediately? Do you think you are a saint, and one step out is outside the sky?"

Yuan Zhen's feet stopped, his whole body stiffened, "Let go of me! Even if you can't catch up now, it's better than sitting here!"

The old Taoist priest sighed and said: "I heard that there is a cultivation wizard named Li Wan in Daquan Bishui Palace, and it has only been a few months since he opened up the Qi Sea to the Second Realm of the Mortal Fetus, and he said that he has the resources of a heavenly immortal. Since you want to do something, you might as well stay here, your waist is hard that day, you can go to Bishui Palace to find a place. ”

The old Taoist priest put down the dust.

Yuan Zhen let go, stood in place for a moment, and then turned around and sat on the futon opposite the old Taoist.

The old Taoist priest asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Yuan Zhen closed his eyes and replied, "Find a place another day!"

There was a "pop" sound.

The old Taoist priest and Yuan Zhen turned their heads to look at the incense burner.

A bright flame lit up on the long-extinguished incense.

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The sun is at noon.

Green Willow Villa, sword spirit.

Five different directions, five different sword shadows stood in the void.

The sword aura emitted by the largest sword shadow in the middle slowly shrouded down like a canopy of heaven.

In the Sword Garden, Zhao Changli retracted his gaze and sighed.

The thousand-year-old villa has finally come to an end.

In the sword furnace at the foot of the mountain, a red sword light rushed straight into Xiao Han.

Zhao Changde collapsed in Yu Qinghai's arms, the furnace control magic plate in his hand had been shattered, his eyes looked at the red sword in the sky, his mouth vomited blood, and he choked out two words.

Chixiao.

The corners of his mouth closed with a smile.

Under the sword cliff stone carved on the mountain, the moment Ning Baifeng's sword was in the villa, the jade flute in his hand finally slid down heavily and put pen to paper.

The majestic sword intent washed out like a wave, merging into the sky-piercing sword qi of the mountain villa, and the water milk blended. The crimson sword that rushed up at the foot of the mountain swept over the cliff and went straight up to the green clouds.

Ning Baifeng felt something, reflexively rushed to the cliff, and jumped.

Yu Lian exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward, but was grabbed by Zhao Shuo's wrist.

Yu Lian turned back angrily.

Zhao Shuo pointed to the sky above the sword cliff stone carving.

The green rays that had been flying in the sky for several months appeared at the soles of Ning Baifeng's feet in a flash.

The green light kept flashing.

Ning Baifeng stepped into the sky.

The sword is out of the mountain, and the sword fairy is also out of the mountain.