On the way back, Sima Yuan was silent in a trance.

Chen Qingwan on his side whispered about the current pattern of Sword Peak, "The master is gone, the stepmother is being monitored and imprisoned, although the head is also in charge of the Sword Peak, but all the matters are still in the hands of the stepmother." ”

She paused slightly, and said softly, "Under the instruction of the person at the top of Zixiao Peak, my two holy places such as Sword Pond and Sword Cliff, and the five secondary peaks are temporarily under the jurisdiction of Shendan Peak and Zixiao Peak, and all the pills, mineral veins, and spirit stone veins in the peak have been reduced by half, so in the future, my Sword Peak cultivation will not be able to rely on the sect, and I need to look outside the sect." ”

Sima Yuan said coldly, "That real person in charge of the sect is looking at my sword peak and now his momentum is still great, and he wants to use me as a sword envoy." ”

Chen Qingwan nodded lightly, "This time is my Sword Peak chess move, and such a situation is also expected by Shizun and others." ”

After hesitating for a moment, she looked at Sima Yuanyan and said, "In the future, if you encounter a tall and thin man with thirty-six flying swords as an imperial envoy, you must retreat in advance and try to avoid meeting him. ”

She then added, "Its strength is only below that of the elder brother."

"There is also a person beside him who is of medium stature, with a pea-sized black mole between his eyebrows, and he is holding a 'Heavenly Craft' of my Sword Peak Heavy Sword, which is temporarily cultivated to the peak of Qi refining. ”

She raised her head slightly, her eyes slightly cold, "Although Senior Brother's cultivation is only at the peak of the foundation, his combat power is already comparable to a half-step Jindan, and it is impossible not to catch a single move." ”

Sima Yuan raised his head and looked into the distance, his expression indifferent, "What are the names of those two traitors?"

After Chen Qingwan glanced at Sima Yuan, he nodded lightly and said, "The former's name is Liang Rui, and in the later stage of foundation building, he was originally the second disciple personally included by Shizun, but I don't know when he entered the Xiao clan's camp. Thinking about the method of forbidden formation in my Sword Pavilion and the many secrets in the peak, it was this person who leaked out. ”

After hesitating for a moment, he said softly, "At that time, it was he who was beside Senior Brother. ”

Sima Yuan was expressionless and listened silently.

Chen Qingwan continued, "The latter's name is Huang Zhen, and he was taken in by the senior brother on behalf of the master and brought with him to teach carefully, and the 'Tiangong' sword was given to this person by the senior brother. ”

She looked at Sima Yuan's cold face, and after hesitating for a while, she said softly, "The responsibility for Senior Brother's death is not yours, the reason why Senior Sister Shen treated you like that outside the building before was because she ...... it." ”

Chen Qingwan's head drooped slightly, a trace of regret flashed in her eyes, and she sighed inexplicably, "It's because she has always admired the senior brother, but the senior brother treats her like a child under her knees, only spoiled, but not male and female."

So in the past few years, I have been guarding the other courtyard in the outer town. ”

Chen Qingwan frowned a little, "As for the fourth junior brother, the senior sister seems to be a little unable to see through. The elder brother said that he was a man of temperament, which is true, but how can people's hearts be so simple. ”

Sima Yuan nodded silently and said nothing.

At the time of parting, Chen Qingwan suddenly showed his face, "If the junior brother still recognizes me as a senior sister, you can come to me at any time." ”

Sima Yuan nodded and said yes.

Looking at the back of Sima Yuan leaving, Chen Qingwan silently said:

Senior brother, junior brother has changed.

She sighed softly, then turned to leave.

..............

After returning to the Qilin Cliff, Sima Yuanshen lived in a simple place and did not perform in the Sword Pavilion for several months.

After being released from the Law Enforcement Hall that day, Sima Yuan's identity as a personal disciple was restored, but the skin of Zixiao's inner disciple was stripped off.

Sima Yunhun didn't care, in addition to meditating and learning the sword and learning the Tao every day, he stayed in front of Lu Zhaoyang's mausoleum in a daze, stunned.

Lu Zhaoyang treats him as more than just a senior brother.

He can even be compared to Aunt Su in the Dragon Horse Village in the earthly world.

The words he never exhaled.

Since the Xiao family, the Zhao family, the head of the family and others were held accountable and claimed, it was Lu Zhaoyang who resolutely decided to protect him.

It's not that he Sima Yuan has outstanding qualifications, it's not because of the edict issued by the high-ranking peak master, and it's not that some bullshit has a good kendo talent.

It's just that he, Lu Zhaoyang, wants to keep him.

These things were only gradually understood after he knew the true intentions of the master surnamed Lu and gradually deepened his understanding of swordsmanship.

Before Lu Zhaoyang decided to accept the apprentice on his behalf, he knew his Sima Yuan's fundamental temperament, and he also knew that he had caused trouble because of the attack on Zhao Shuang in the Zijin Courtyard.

But he still had to protect Sima Yuan and give him a talisman.

The master of Sword Peak is a disciple.

The name is so loud and the honor is so great that it is beyond reach.

The ten peaks of Sword Peak have nearly 3,000 people, but there are only seven people in the Peak Lord's personal tradition.

You can enter and exit the Sword Peak Sword Pavilion at will to feel the supreme sword scripture, come and go freely, without restraint; you can also jump into the sword pool, wash the muscles and cut the marrow, reborn, no one dares to put a beak or two; and even step on the sword mound at any time, comprehend the legacy of the predecessors of the sword, there is no limit to the number of times.

This is dozens of times happier than the inner disciples who need to memorize their merits and work to obtain pills and magic weapons, not to mention those outer disciples who are even in danger of surviving.

Even if he took away one of the three most powerful golden pill magic weapons of the Sword Shrine, the 'Asking Immortal', no one stopped him.

All because of the soft words of the day,

Today, Lu Zhaoyang, the true disciple of Jianfeng, accepted the apprentice Sima Yuan here!

Sima Yuan muttered to himself, "Take care of each other, hand and brother." ”

Outside the lonely tomb, a Confucian figure walked slowly, stepping in the void, and his hands were silent.

After Sima Yuan was silent for a long time, he asked astringently, "Why don't you save him?"

Lu Hongli's face was lowered and silent.

Sima Yuan asked with a stunned expression, "Why didn't you save him that day?"

Lu Hongli turned his head with an expression, "Why do you want to save it?"

Sima Yuan lowered his head and looked at the lonely grave in the wind, as if he was sure, but also asked, and whispered, "He is your apprentice."

Lu Hongli frowned slightly, and then said slowly, "On the avenue, life and death are fateful. His strength was not good, and he died on the spot, and he couldn't complain about others. ”

"Besides, what does your own cultivation have to do with others?" he said slowly.

Sima Yuan muttered to himself, "I see, I see." ”

"It turns out that this is the way of monasticism."

Lu Hongli glanced at the lonely desolate grave and turned to leave.

Before leaving, a word fell, "Give you ten years, if you can't reach the foundation building period, I will abolish you with my own hands!"

Sima Yuan ignored it and did not react.

He knew that the master-apprentice relationship that he had relied on Lu Zhaoyang to maintain had disappeared today.

A few days later, Sima Yuan began a two-year retreat.

He stood on the Qilin Cliff, looking at the collapsed cave house recessed below, and was silent for a long time.

After a long time, he said to himself, "Open the Heaven Realm, which means 'open the heaven and the earth', is actually to build a nest for the foundation of the foundation." ”

He touched the storage bag, this thing was originally Lu Zhaoyang's thing, and it contained the cultivation needs from the eighth layer of the Qi refining period to the foundation building period.

In addition to this, there is a purple gold token, a camouflage mask to isolate sword sense, and an ink blot that has been prepared for a long time.

A suicide note dedicated to Sima Yuan.

There are three green lotus seeds, an inch of purple soil and more than 30 pieces of Peiyuan Dan and many other treasure medicine pills in the storage bag, and the matter of the token is explained in the suicide note.

The pill was enough to supply Sima Yuan to the peak of Qi refining, and the token could help him.

Finally, the opportunity to build the foundation is in Shendan Peak.

Sima Yuan raised his head and looked up, silently crying.

At this moment, Sima Yuan was grief-stricken, and his liver and intestines were broken.

He whispered:

"It turns out that my senior brother has already paved the way for me.

It turned out that the root cause of what Master Pei said was safe and sound was here.

It turned out that the Lord of the Cao Pavilion had already agreed to the senior brother's request and allowed him a Zhuji Dan.

It turned out that the senior brother accepted the apprentices on behalf of the teacher, and he did such a thorough and proper job.

It turned out that I was actually a fool. ”

He said to himself, "The grace of saving your life, the grace of teaching, and the love of protection, before you can repay it, you will leave." ”

. . . . . . . .

"Senior brother, senior brother misses you. ”

.............

With the bluestone cave door slamming to the ground, Sima Yuan's new cave mansion was completely sealed.

He sat cross-legged, his eyes calm, and after slowly closing his eyes, the exercises were running without a master.

He held the Immortal with his right hand and the ancient mirror with his left hand.

Zixiao Sword Technique was visualized in his mind, and one after another invisible sword qi continued to sweep out from the ancient mirror, first flying into the dantian in his body, and then transferring to important acupuncture points such as the Purple Palace and the atrium.

In the end, Sima Yuan stored the sword qi in the Purple Palace and the atrium.

This place is located in the middle of the chest, between the heart and lungs, and it is the place where Sima Yuan chose to open the acupoint, and it is also the key to the eighth layer of the Open Heaven Realm in his advanced qi refining stage.

However, Sima Yuan decided to open the heavens here, but he did not use the qi path exercises, but used the residual sword qi in the fairy sword to break through the gate of heaven in one fell swoop.

He wants to become one of the masters of kendo in this way, and store the condensed sword element here.

The gate of heaven is close to the lip cavity, once the enemy is killed, the mouth is open to spray the sword, and the liver is protected, which can protect one's own safety and deal with emergencies.

Sima Yuan was originally a halfway monk, and his cultivation has only been more than three years, and his kendo skills are even more like a toddler, which is ridiculous.

Therefore, he decided not to take the usual path, directly swept the sword qi on the sword cliff and turned it into his own use, and suppressed the refining with the sword intent of the Immortal Sword, and finally opened up the dantian qi sea.

One step to the sky, directly into the peak of qi refining!

He was full of sword qi, and the sword intent was rich and filled the cave, spinning up and down around Sima Yuan like cutting meat.

Inch by inch, it plunged into Sima Yuan's body.

At first, it is like a needle prick, and then gradually deeper, and then it is like a knife cut.

Scarlet blood flowed out of small holes like needle eyes, densely packed and countless.

It is covered with Sima Yuan's head, chest, back, and limbs.

And Sima Yuan clenched his teeth and held on.

There was a sudden loud snort, red blood poured into his red eyes, the silver-white sword robe had long been unrecognizable and tattered, and the long jet-black hair was wiped clean by the sword qi, leaving a shiny bald head.

The sword marks on the fair-skinned handsome were dense, the scarlet liquid was gurgling, and the seven orifices were bleeding.

The fishy smell of being smashed by the sword qi diffused, and with it came the strange sound of the shin bones being picked, the joints being chopped, and the ribs being chopped.

Sima Yuan's mouth let out painful moans, whines, and the slightest scream of pain into the bone marrow.

His eyes widened with rage, and his face was hideous.

Difficult to breathe, load maintenance.

I don't know how many days and nights have passed, and I don't know how many reincarnations have passed in the morning and dusk outside the cave.

When the more than 100 sword qi in the ancient mirror land were completely exhausted, a trace of brilliance flashed in Sima Yuan's trance-like Mu Ran's eyes, and it was fleeting.

He tilted his head to the side, his lips squirming slightly.

I didn't hear the hoarse voice, but there was the sound of a sword.

In the sound of the sword, there seems to be joy and cheerfulness, and there is even more relief and relief.

Suddenly, a bright white aurora suddenly penetrated between Sima Yuan's chest, abdomen, and liver.

A gentle cracking sound resounded through the cave.

Crisp, loud and short.

Sima Yuan clenched the palm of the fairy's hand, which was already empty.

It's moved.

On this day, a sky-high sword roar sounded on the Qilin Cliff, and nearly a thousand swords trembling echoed on the Sword Cliff, and hundreds of nearby sword cultivators raised their heads in unison, looking surprised.

This is a metaphor for someone entering the court with a sword and opening up the Sword Palace!

Sima Yuan stepped into the eighth layer of qi refining and opened the heavenly realm!