At the beginning of spring, the drizzle is one after another.

Fang Shili closed the sword code and slowly stood up from the Imperial Spirit Spring, and the soaked spring water on his body fell back into the Imperial Spirit Spring in an instant, without getting the slightest dampness.

What is in this spiritual spring is not water, but spirit.

Walking to the shore step by step, Fang Shili's eyes were warm, but there was a hint of determination when he looked at the mountains in the distance.

This is not life or death.

......

The Sword Spring is in the white cloud stream between the Cave Imperial Peak and the Cave Clear Peak, and it is a holy place in the hearts of many foundation building disciples.

The Sword Spring was not here, but a Supreme Elder of the Sword Pavilion used great power to carry the Sword Spring from the former site of the Sword Pavilion Dangjian Mountain and placed it at the foot of his Dongqing Peak, which is why there is the Sword Spring today.

As for the origin of the sword spring in the Dangjian Mountain? I'm afraid no one can say clearly, it is rumored that the sword spring has stood firmly in the Dangjian Mountain since the first generation of the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion established the Sword Pavilion, and it has been more than 100,000 years now.

Fang Shili slowly walked down the mountain path, and the drizzle along the way stained the grass and trees on the roadside even more green.

The drizzle wet his clothes slightly, and at the moment his hair was gray, and the breeze blew a little scattered. Strands of hair swayed between his foreheads, and the rain slowly slid down the hair from top to bottom, and Fang Shili's somewhat agitated heart slowly converged, becoming no longer turbulent.

Finally walked down the Cave Imperial Peak, this was the first time Fang Shili walked in the Sword Pavilion.

The sword spring is about eleven or twelve miles east of the cave royal peak, and the pace of the square ten miles is not slow, but in half an hour, it came to the place where the white cloud stream is.

It is the beginning of spring, everything is recovering, the road is full of vitality, Fang Shili walked and looked, all the world and earth were in his mind, and the light in a pair of eyes became more and more prosperous.

Fang Shili knew where the Sword Spring was, and walked all the way, not seeing any other disciples on the way. There are many mountain roads in Shu Road, the inner peak of the Sword Pavilion is almost all towering on the mountains, at this time the silence in the mountains and wilderness is incomparable, only to hear the birds crying not far away, tactful and melodious.

When Fang Shili arrived at Baiyun Stream, the drizzle finally stopped, and the sun still did not appear, but the white clouds on the horizon had already shone a little white light, shining quite comfortably on people.

In the mountain stream, the fog is hazy, and the divine sense can not sneak an inch, as if the white clouds in the sky are reversed, so it is named after the white cloud stream.

The fog in front of him was rolling, and Fang Shili's footsteps were paused.

The cliffs on both sides leading to the Baiyun Stream were densely packed with cultivators.

These people are all silent, and their appearances are not obvious, but they are full of weather.

Fang Shi's color remained unchanged and he walked forward slowly.

In an instant, a small blue jade-colored sword cut through the vacuum, staying in the first three zhang of Fang Shi, and there was a spiritual glow spitting, and then turned into a small blue jade-colored post.

"Ji Xianfeng, Zhang Lingzhu, bow to Senior Brother Fang. Half a month later, I am willing to share with the master of the cave royal peak. ”

One of the hundreds of cultivators on the cliff opened, this was a handsome young man, his eyebrows and eyes were narrow, his eyes were indifferent at the moment, and the cultivation on his body was already in the middle stage of foundation building.

When Fang Shili saw this sword post, his footsteps did not stop, and he still walked forward without hurrying.

"Lei Zhufeng, Lian Ding, bow to Senior Brother Fang. ”

A rainbow light fell again, this is a middle-aged man, although he is only in the early stage of foundation building, but his momentum is extremely condensed, and the sharp qi in his eyes is about to pierce people's hearts.

"Kuishan Peak, Shi Han left, pay tribute to Senior Brother Fang. ”

This is a woman, with an ordinary appearance, who is almost about to break through the stagnation in the middle stage of foundation building and reach the late stage of foundation building.

"Tibetan Yufeng, Bai Ziqian, please post. ”

"Jiuqingfeng, Li Wan, bow to Senior Brother Fang. “

"Taizifeng, Jia Wenguang, please post. ”

For a while, countless rays of light flew wantonly in the white cloud stream, turning into hundreds of rays of light in front of Fang Shili, floating up and down in the clouds.

There are more than 20,000 cabinet disciples, but seventy percent of them are traveling abroad, two percent are in retreat, and I am afraid that only one or two thousand are active outside. And now there are more than 500 people in Baiyun Stream, so you can imagine how heavy the weight of Sword Spring is in the hearts of the disciples of Sword Pavilion.

"His post, I took it for him!"

A woman suddenly appeared in mid-air, and as soon as she appeared, her spiritual power surged, and she wanted to take all the swords into her arms.

"Luo Yu, you can't afford this!"

Zhang Lingzhu, the first person to worship the post, cut off Luo Yu's spiritual power channel with a sword light, making Luo Yu's strength used in the empty space.

This sword light was stimulated, like a brilliant sunlight falling into the earth, magnificent, to dispel the evil and darkness in the world, the sharp qi almost pierced the vacuum, and the air gave birth to fine folds under this sword light.

Some disciples showed envy on their faces when they saw the sword light inspired by this Lingzhu, and this sword light was clearly the unique Gengtian sword qi of the Sword Pavilion. Zhang Lingzhu didn't have much time to worship Ji Xian Peak, and now he has incorporated Geng Tian Sword Qi as a sword species, and he will definitely be cultivated by Ji Xian Feng in the future. If there is no accident this time, Ji Xianfeng will definitely fight for him, a sword dao seed, to enter the sword spring, and it is not impossible to compete for the quasi-dao in the future.

The path was blocked because of this matter, no wonder he wanted to come here to ask for justice from this Cave Royal Peak Peak Master who came from nowhere.

But...... The peak master of this cave of the Imperial Peak is a mortal, a waste person, I don't know what kind of shit luck I have taken to win the favor of Elder Guanwu, and I became the peak master of this cave Imperial Peak, which makes I don't know how many elders are red-eyed. The Imperial Spirit Spring on this cave peak is a rare treasure in the world, and now it has all fallen on his head.

But when I saw it today, this person was still able to keep his face unchanged under the oppression of hundreds of foundation building cultivators, and even his steps did not change in the slightest, which was not trivial, and he was definitely not a mortal as everyone said.

Luo Yu's face was a little cold, the iron sword in his hand hummed slightly, there was an invisible momentum rising on his body, and the clothes on his body were fluttering. She looked around, and the chill in her heart grew. Fang Shili is the lord of a peak, no matter how he came to be the lord of the peak, but the status of the lord of this peak is real. If it is true, even the status of the elder and the peak master does not dare to say that it can be higher than him.

Now these more than 500 disciples are all going to challenge Fang Shili to worship the sword post, this is to blow him to worthlessness after Fang Shili obtains the opportunity of the Sword Spring, so as to directly wipe out Fang Shili's invincibility in the future from the source, this is to cut off his path!

Zhang Lingzhu didn't give an inch, and the golden sword light flickered above his head, and he confronted Luo Yue.

On a mountain peak a hundred or ten miles away, two middle-aged men were talking.

The main hall where they were located was resplendent with gold, with a white dragon spitting beads on twelve pillars several zhang wide, and the bricks and tiles on the top of the hall were arranged in a dense and orderly manner, like the scale armor on the body of a real dragon.

The elders and peak masters of the Sword Pavilion almost all knew that this was really the true dragon scale armor that Chen Guanwu had stripped off from a true dragon in the East China Sea, and I heard that now that the true dragon had turned into a vulture dragon, nesting in the deep sea and no longer showing up.

This place is Chen Guanwu's Guanwu Peak.

"Brother Zuo, these disciples are so oppressive of this side for ten miles, are we ......?"

A light curtain appeared in front of the two of them, and in the light curtain was the scene in the white cloud stream.

"Hehe, Brother Zhou, you're too worried. ”

The middle-aged man on the other side interrupted him, "This is a matter between disciples, how can we, as elders, be suitable to participate in it? Besides, is there no intention of the Zhufeng Peak Lord behind these disciples? Since this son is sitting in the position of the Cave Imperial Peak Peak Master, he naturally has to bear the responsibility of this position." “

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhou was a little hesitant, "But after all, this is the junior brought back by the peak master, if I don't take care of one or two, watching his Dao heart collapse, wouldn't the peak master come back to blame us......"

"Do you really think this one is as simple as it seems?"

A smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, "Don't forget, he is the one brought back by the peak master, and he is an existence that is looked at differently by the Dao Palace realm." Even if he is defeated by these disciples, but he walks out of defeat and cultivates an invincible true heart, although he is defeated and undefeated, it is also an invincible road. “

......

In the white cloud stream, the atmosphere has reached a critical point, and it will explode in the next moment.

Fang Shili waved his hand lightly, and the next moment, all the disciples were shaken.

What the?

These hundreds of sword stickers were suddenly lined up in front of him, forming two large colorful characters in the air: Tie Ti.

These posts all fell into Fang Shili's hands and were put into his storage bag.

Zhang Lingzhu frowned and said, "Senior Brother Fang, do you want to take all of our sword posts?"

Fang Shili looked back at Luo Yu and smiled, then walked into the thick white mist, flat and calm.

His voice came from the fog: "Half a month later, Fang Mou will face you, and I hope you will not be absent." ”