The next day after going to the Sword Cliff without intention, in the old bamboo peak where the sword rain rained all day long, the wind was surging, and the visions were numerous.

The pure wood attribute aura hidden under the old bamboo peak could no longer be pure, and the extreme wood attribute aura could no longer be extreme turned into a flood wave, rushing into the sword mansion where the old sword cultivation had begun to take shape......

Destroying the withering and decaying, first all the original 'dross' was annihilated into nothingness, and then in the void of physical treasures, new meridians were reshaped one by one, and an old but new cultivation system was established in Yin Qian's body!

When the Sword Mansion is fully formed, in a moment.

Inside the Sword Peak, whether it was naked or hidden in the formation, the Qinglian Sword Intent moved.

From the virtual to the real, moving in unison, like the subjects worshiping the monarch and looking at the old bamboo peak.

The Qinglian Sword Shrine was even more swordsmanship, emitting a sword sound that seemed to be surprised and joyful.

Most of this kind of vision disappeared for a long time, when everything returned to calm, although the silver hair remained unchanged, but it could still be clearly perceived, and the 'old sword cultivator' who was completely dead and silent gradually came back to life, and for another half a day, when he fully adapted to and felt the changes in the physical body and the new system, Yin Qian opened his eyes.

The opening of the Sword Mansion is a sure thing, it has long been repeatedly deduced hundreds of times in Yin Qian's mind, and now after it is opened, what he thinks about is another grievance that has been lingering for ten generations and thousands of years.

The sword rain of Lao Zhufeng does not stop.

Yin Qian turned his head and faced another real old man who was smiling.

After glancing at each other, the old man's face changed quickly, and it was clear that there was joy in his eyes, but he still scolded him with a stinking face, and after scolding, he was especially angry, and he took the wine bottle and gave the old sword Xiu seven or eight times, before he exhaled angrily: "Count your kid a little ability, and realize your own way, otherwise Lao Tzu can throw you into the dung pit and suppress it for three or five hundred years!"

And after getting angry, I felt that I didn't care about this kid's face.

But the old man is an old man in the end, how can he admit his mistake? I think back then, it was a bubble of urine on the first generation of Qinglian Jianjun, he didn't admit it, after all, in his opinion, his urine is also a great supplement, and the old boy can earn to death.

also stalked his neck and glanced at the old sword cultivator,

"I have already handed over the key to the center of Jianfeng to Ning Yatou, and it is a sure thing to worship her as a teacher, of course, whether Ning Yatou is willing to include you as a disciple or not, it depends on you, look at her, I am old, I can't care so much. ”

"The disciple knows. Not only the appearance, but also the voice is old, but it is vaguely recognizable, and it is elegant and handsome engraved in it, but the things revealed in the eyes are too complicated, and they have not changed at all.

A quest for kendo!

Ten days is not worth mentioning for the old man, there are not many things to talk about with the old sword, but for Yin Qian, it has been ten generations and thousands of years, and there are too many things to verify with the old ancestor.

"Is Yin Qian's tenth life experience just a dream, or is there really such a thing?"

The truth he asks for is not the truth he has experienced, but the characters and deeds in the ten lifetimes.

It was too real, it didn't seem like an illusory structure, and the people and things he met in it were flesh and blood, vivid but cruel, even if he repeatedly told himself that it was not his own experience, but it was still difficult to convince himself.

The old man faced Yin Qian's question, his eyes gradually became indifferent, which was also the reason why he was reluctant to pull out the seedlings too early at first - once this happened, it was very likely to affect Yin Qian's own way, although he realized his own way, but he also had ten more fetters.

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