In fact, Cui Pheasant was wrong, there was another person who used to be like Yunluo for only two hours, but now that person is no longer in the mouth, not in history, and has been forcefully erased from this world.

"Senior Brother Ling. Chen Qingfeng's tears were still full of deep and unspeakable thoughts for a person.

Yunluo didn't know anything about what was happening outside, and all his mind was fighting off the stormy waves that poured out, those stormy waves composed of filtered Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, if he allowed these Yuan Qi to run rampant in his body, he was likely to explode and die directly.

While Yunluo was struggling to run the exercises of the Heavenly Sword Sutra that he had just learned, trying to guide these vitality to run according to the trajectory of the exercises, he couldn't help but feel depressed in his heart, where did this thing come from? Where did it come from so much?

In the old courtyard in Jincheng, a rattan chair was rocking, and Wen Wei stood beside the rattan chair, worried.

A leisurely voice came from the rattan chair, "What's there to worry about?"

Wen Wei said: "The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it." What's more, his identity was originally ......"

"Then why didn't you stop me when I put so much effort into getting him this cistern-like thing?"

Wen Wei spread his hands, "I didn't know you were going to use it here." Then he said: "When he was fourteen years old, we let him get that exercise to practice by himself, I was very worried that something would go wrong with him, and then I set up a mechanism for his dantian without telling him, I was afraid that he would lose confidence, and then let him soar into the sky, not to mention others, Si Wencao and Qingyin Pavilion will definitely investigate clearly." ”

The old man on the rattan chair tilted his neck and stared at Wen Wei for a long time, Wen Wei was embarrassed and puzzled, and the old man smiled: "Okay, old man, is this my junior or yours?"

Wen Wei lost his temper, dragged a chair and sat down, and ignored him.

The wind is up, the wind arrives from outside, and it blows through the small courtyard, I don't know where to go, it will carry all kinds of news, go to every corner of the world, the old man's voice came from the wind: "Three days ago, a new mountain boy in Qingxi Jianchi gathered qi one day. ”

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"How can ?!!! be !! in a day's gathering of energy," exclaimed a thin man with a sabre.

Chai Yupu, who was sitting opposite him, laughed, as the head of Qingxi Sword Pond, if he hadn't personally protected the Fa, witnessed the process of the young man breaking the mirror one after another, and personally felt the aura of the gathering aura exuded by the young man, he couldn't believe that this was true.

He was sure that a shocking genius and a huge fortune really hit himself and Qingxi Sword Pool.

"Such a big event, Chai saw it with his own eyes, and he didn't dare to say a word. "Chai Yupu was extremely respectful to this swordsman who was the envoy of His Majesty's personal guard.

The man let out a long breath, calmed down the agitation in his heart, got up and arched his hand to the north: "Congratulations for Your Majesty, congratulations for Jianchi!"

Chai Yupu also got up and arched his hand to the north and said, "Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"Master Chai, please stay!"

Under the mountain gate of Qingxi Sword Pond, the man with the sword stopped Chai Yupu's pace of sending off guests.

After the two separated, the swordsman named Du Nandou slowly descended the mountain, shaking his head, as a master of the personal guards beside His Majesty, he showed a hint of self-deprecation in his expression, "One day to gather qi, how long did it take me to reach the qi gathering realm, nine months or ten months?"

Chai Yupu stood at the mountain gate, watching Du Nandou's figure gradually disappear from afar, turned his head, and looked up at a huge plaque above his head, the four big words "Qingxi Sword Pool" were shining, Chai Yupu's heart swelled with pride, I want to make Qingxi Sword Pool the head of the new Five Sects, I want to make Sword Pool a new holy place for sword cultivation, I want to be the ancestor of this Sword Pool, the Xiling Sword Sect that survives, the cowardly and incompetent Chen Lao'er, what do you want to fight with me?

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"What are we fighting with the imperial court in the Xiling Sword Sect?" Bai Qingyue's voice was still elegant and clear, and he said to Liu Fuqiu, who was standing beside him: "Since the extinction of the true immortals, the relationship between the sect on this mountain and the temple under the mountain has gradually reversed. A thousand years ago, the temple under the mountain was nothing more than a lay vassal of the mountain sect, a dog that helped gather resources, and the change of the throne was decided by the mountain sect. But can it still be done now? A peak of the eighth grade, at most, one person can kill three or five thousand elite armor soldiers, but within a country, let alone 100,000 elite soldiers, what sect can have several eight-rank people now?"

Liu Fuqiu nodded and said, "There are only three peaks of the eight grades in the world. ”

Bai Qingyue continued: "Except for some old immortals who lie in coffins and live by secret methods and dare not see the light, even the number of eight grades is no more than two hands, and it is unrealistic to want to resist a court with the power of one sect." ”

"But the sect master doesn't think so. ”

"Yes, it's a pity that the sect master doesn't think so, who made him the sect master. ”

"Fuqiu never understood why the sect master was so determined to be the enemy of the imperial court?" Liu Fuqiu was a little puzzled, such a choice was really beyond the scope of his mental understanding.

Bai Qingyue didn't answer, but he was silently thinking in his heart, why? It's not for him!

Liu Fuqiu was a little uneasy, didn't he say the right thing just now, which angered his uncle, but Bai Qingyue suddenly asked, "Fuqiu, what do you think of these five people?"

Needless to say, it was naturally those five people.

"Cui Lu's two daughters are naturally worthy of their fame, the fifth Fu Tianqi is mediocre, although Pei Zhen may be a little hidden, but he is simple and doesn't know how to calculate, there is no need to worry, as for Yunluo, I really can't think of how he got to this point, could it be that his past experience was too difficult, but let him take advantage of it on Wenjian Mountain?"

Bai Qingyue smiled, "The first few people, you said that you are roughly good, as for Yunluo's tricks, it is impossible, ask the second half of Jianshan, you can't get down just by enduring hardships and patience, implying that you can't ask Jianshan's judgment on the end of the mountaineer's avenue, the roots, chances, and hearts are all under consideration, the farther you go, the better the basic future, and there are few mistakes." This is also the reason why these five people directly practiced the Heavenly Sword Sutra, and the elders did not have the slightest objection. ”

Liu Fuqiu was slightly unconvinced, "There are few mistakes, maybe Yunluo is the one who made mistakes." ”

Bai Qingyue remembered his judgment of Yunluo that day, and some doubts also welled up in his heart, asking Jian Shan, maybe he was really wrong this time?

Suddenly, the two saw a figure running out of the hall opposite and ringing the bell.

The bell is used by the suzerain to convene everyone for urgent deliberations, and it is generally not used, and when it is used, something big will happen.

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Cui Pheasant saw that the clouds had fallen for two hours and entered the lower grade of the refining body, and his expression was sluggish, but Lu Qi exclaimed, "Look at it!"

Cui Pheasant woke up suddenly, looked at Yunluo, opened his mouth wide, and Pei Zhen beside him rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Only Fu Tianqi is still ignorant.

Chen Qingfeng was awakened from his thoughts by Lu Qi's voice, looked at Yunluo, suddenly ecstatic, and shouted: "Beizhen, go and ring the bell." ”

A figure quietly appeared out of nowhere, it was the man in green shirt who led everyone to the entrance test that day, he was a little puzzled at first, when he followed everyone's eyes to look at Yunluo, his eyes were filled with huge shock, and he hurriedly ran out, ringing the huge bell with the ecstasy and shock in his heart at this moment.

Chen Qingfeng waved his hand, and an invisible barrier blocked the bell, and at this moment, he did not allow any possible matters to interfere with the clouds in front of him.

"Bell...... Clang...... Bell"

The loud and long bell rang out on every hill of the Sword Sect, and several elders who were immersed in cultivation suddenly opened their eyes, "Suffer, something happened!" and hurriedly rushed towards the sect master's hall.

In fact, the Sword Sect's meeting bell is not a warning bell, it is just that there is an important event to convene the elders, and important things are naturally good and bad, but in the hearts of the elders, for more than ten years, the Sword Sect has never had any good things worth ringing the bell.

Huo Beizhen stood on the path in front of the Sect Master's Hall, forcibly calming the excitement in his heart, trying to control his cheeks trembling slightly from excitement, and waiting for the arrival of the elders.

The sound of breaking the sky sounded one after another, and the elders flew almost without a beat, and the first one to arrive was the White Deputy Sect Master on the opposite side, and he asked, "Bei Zhen, what's wrong?"

Huo Beizhen deliberately said calmly: "The sect master has something, please consult with the elders, oh, it's here, please." ”

While speaking, the last elder arrived, it was the red-faced Elder Mo, and the seven of them arrived together.

While walking, Huo Beizhen said softly: "Things may be a little shocking for a while, Beizhen dares to ask the elders to avoid making a sound, this matter is related to my Sword Sect's plan, please remember." ”

After speaking, he faced the seven elders and bowed solemnly.

The seven elders looked at each other, all of them didn't know why, but Huo Beizhen had always been rigorous, he said it so solemnly, and even moved out of the Sword Sect, the seven elders had no choice but to restrain their steps and silently follow Huo Beizhen towards the sect master's hall.

Elder Mo quietly approached Deputy Sect Master Bai, who was walking in front, and said, "Deputy Sect Master Bai, what's wrong?"

Bai Qingyue replied: "I don't know, let's see." ”

Walking into the main hall, the person in front of him suddenly stopped, the short Elder Mo almost bumped into him, he stretched his neck to look at him, and an exclamation came out of his mouth, and the people next to him quickly wanted to cover his mouth It was too late.

Elder Mo suddenly found that the people in front of him were all turning their heads and glaring angrily, and even the White Deputy Sect Master, who had always been good friends, also had a faint look of anger.

The rest of the people found that it was not affected, so they breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ran to Chen Qingfeng's side quickly and silently, quietly watching the clouds fall.

Chen Qingfeng had already used the enchantment to gently envelop the seven elders and himself, and pretended to speak calmly: "Two hours, refining the lower grade." ”

exclaimed one after another, this time he couldn't suppress it anymore, which made Chen Qingfeng feel refreshed in his heart when he listened.

Fortunately, there was an enchantment, and the elders looked at each other for the second time, who is the fastest among us, Lao Bai is you, you have used it for eleven days. Everyone was talking nonsense, stating the shock in their hearts, and Chen Qingfeng was a little gloomy in the depths of his eyes, you really forgot.

Chen Qingfeng spoke again: "Watch quietly, try not to make a sound." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Yunluo, who was sitting with his eyes closed, but Yunluo didn't know it.

He tried to guide the violent vitality to operate according to the practice veins of the Sword Sutra, from the initial rustiness to the gradual proficiency, but he has always been very cautious.

Gradually, he noticed that the bones on the soles of his feet were gradually flashing with jade light, and at first he was startled, but then he found that this jade light seemed to be very soft, not like there was any problem, so he boldly ignored it.

As the jade light guided more and more vitality guided by his own exercises, it gradually spread upward, and the speed of spread became faster and faster, and with the spread of the jade light, the impurities in the deepest part of the bones were slowly extracted and discharged from the body.

The jade light finally gathered on the top of his head, filling every bone, and he seemed to be shocked, and his bones were like black iron.

Yunluo seemed to feel like he had become stronger.

From the outside, the bones on Yunluo's body were gradually lit up by the jade light, and the heartbeat of the people beside Yunluo kept following the jade light to rise slowly, when the jade light finally slowly and firmly lit up the heavenly spirit, everyone exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and only then did they have the heart to feel their shock and joy, which means that this is the Xuan Bone?

"The refining body is in the middle grade, and it is also the Xuan Bone of this Great Perfection. An elder said softly.

But all people with lofty ideals have to impact the Xuan Gu of the Great Perfection, and if the Xuan Gu is not perfect, the hope of the Nine Grades will basically be cut off.

Although it has been a long time since anyone has successfully hit the Nine Grades, but the cultivation is already against the sky, who will cut off their hope of reaching the top at the beginning.

Therefore, when everyone watched Yunluo's promotion just now, what they were most worried about was that he failed to reach the Xuan Gu Great Perfection because of his lack of experience.

The seven of them looked at each other for the third time, but this time they all had joy in their eyes, and they all got up in unison and saluted Chen Qingfeng: "Congratulations for the sect master, congratulations for the sword sect!"

Chen Qingfeng stroked the beard on his chin and looked at everyone, smiling, "Congratulations to the Sword Sect! The joy of the Sword Sect is the joy that we all share." ”

Huo Beizhen stood aside, staring at Yunluo, and spit out a few words with difficulty, interrupting the joy of the elders, "He's not done yet." ”

Chen Qingfeng turned his head, and in shock, he tore off a few beards.