Autumn water, autumn water, autumn water ripples, its cold to the bone.

Legend has it that at the beginning of the cultivation of the truth, when the wilderness was wild, there was a spirit called the spirit of the wild goose, which was born in the autumn and winter, and liked the ice and snow in the cold winter.

Every year in early winter, it will fly to the vast land of the Central Plains, stay for a few months, and swallow the cold air of heaven and earth.

One year, I don't know if I was injured by a natural enemy, and the spirit of Yanqiu, who was seriously injured and dying, fell into the ice and snow, and was rescued by a cultivator who happened to pass by.

After the careful care of this cultivator, the spirit of Yanqiu finally got better, and the inspiration of Yanqiu was willing to be the spiritual pet of this cultivator and accompany him to wander around.

Until this cultivator could not break the secret of cultivating the truth of immortality, and at the end of his life, the spirit of Yanqiu looked up to the sky and chirped, and a curtain of light was cast in the dim and gloomy sky, and the spirit of Yanqiu was radiant all over, turning into a sword spirit and throwing himself into the long sword of this cultivator.

What is within the reach of my thoughts, I live in my dwelling place.

The autumn water long sword, from this.

And later, how Jianbei Villa got this magic soldier has to start with Murong Dan, the ancestor of Jianbei Villa more than five hundred years ago.

Murong Dan, the ancestor of Jianbei Villa, who is the second son of the family, traveled all over the Yan Kingdom in order to revitalize the declining Murong Villa.

When passing through a mountain river, he accidentally hid in an extremely cold place that was rarely inhabited.

If it was a hot summer, but it was covered with ice for five miles, a normal person would guess that there must be some mystery in it.

At that time, when he was in the prime of life, Murong Dan, the ancestor of Jianbei Mountain Villa, who was not afraid of tigers with newborn calves, decided to go to the central area to find out.

Murong Dan, the ancestor of Jianbei Villa, who had the idea of eliminating harm for the people, would definitely punish them one by one if he found out that it was a demon and a monster, but he found that the road was very calm, and there was only a wreckage that was frozen in ice and quite old in the central area, and a long sword erected next to it-Qiushui.

Knowing that this was a divine weapon, Murong Dan, the ancestor of the Sword North Mountain Villa, immediately showed ecstasy on his face, and after kowtowing three times to the wreckage, he pulled out this divine weapon.

After the divine soldier was pulled out, the wreckage beside it seemed to have fulfilled its wish, and slowly turned into ashes and disappeared.

At that time, Murong Dan, the ancestor of the Sword North Mountain Villa, who was holding this divine weapon, seemed to hear a mournful cry from the spirit in the sword, which made him terrified.

Murong Dan, the ancestor of Jianbei Villa, hurried back to Jianbei Villa after that, practiced in retreat, and realized the world-shattering Jianbei Nine Songs swordsmanship in the retreat, and once again revived Jianbei Villa.

Qin Zheng on the guest stage recalled the record of this Qiushui sword in the Eight Desolations, as well as the historical materials written by later generations on Jianbei Villa, and seemed to be thoughtful, and looked at the two people in the ring silently.

"Brother Lin Yu, your strength is very good. ”

Murong Xiao's robe in the ring flicked the long sword in his hand, the long sword had a spirit, and at this time, with the blessing of his own spiritual power, it was glowing with a faint cold air.

Murong Xiao's face changed from his usual lazy atmosphere, and he looked at Lin Yu opposite with a serious face and said.

"I, Murong Xiao, don't like cultivating truth since I was a child, but I love to make talismans.

The way of the talisman can be described as a small way in the eyes of our cultivators, because the cost of making the talisman is not only high, but the power of the talisman produced is far from the cost.

But everything has its ultimate way, and the way of the talisman is not a small way, and one day I will practice it to the extreme, improve its roots, and make it a great way in the eyes of the world. ”

Seeing that Lin Yu had no expression on his face and didn't speak, Murong Xiao smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "I'm sorry for saying so much nonsense in front of you." ”

His gaze was clear, and the Qiushui long sword in his hand danced with his figure, and the brilliance flowed, turning into seven or eight sharp sword qi in front of him.

"This move is the famous skill of my Jianbei Villa, the song of Jianbei. ”

Murong Fuxiao looked at Lin Yu and said: "The sword qi danced by this move, one sword is stronger than the other, although my strength realm is not as good as yours, but with the help of this Qiushui sword, I can hit the power of the Voyeur Spirit Realm."

If you can stop it, my Murong Xiao's spiritual power will be exhausted and I will not be able to fight again, so I should admit defeat. ”

In fact, Murong Xiao's words just now fell into Lin Yu's ears, and his heart was not as indifferent as his face, but he was also deeply shocked, he didn't expect that this Murong Xiao had such lofty ambitions, which was really admirable.

It's just admiration and admiration, right now, with the formation of Murong Xiao's sword qi, the sword qi is cold and terrifying, causing a layer of blue ice on the ground under Murong Xiao's feet, and it infiltrates and spreads around.

Lin Yu was secretly frightened, the famous stunt of Jianbei Villa, the Song of Jianbei, was really terrifying.

On the guest seats on the stage, in addition to Mo Shu, Qin Zheng, the four sons of Mo Cheng, Qing Yun and others changed color one after another, and they knew the meaning of Murong Xiao's spiritual power turning sword qi out of his body.

When you enter the virtual realm, the aura can be attached to the weapon, and when you reach the spiritual realm, you can already leave the body with spiritual power, forming the power of magic.

At present, Murong Fu's blow is not at the same level at all compared to Zhu Dinghao's blow yesterday.

The intensity of the first game of this final was really unexpected by everyone at this point.

Mo Ruolan, who was sitting on the guest seat, looked surprised, glanced at Zheng Yifan next to him, and thought to himself No wonder Brother Yifan said not necessarily just now, it turned out that Murong Xiao not only had a high level of talismans, but even his own cultivation did not fall much.

Under the ring.

The common people looked at the cold sword qi formed by Murong Xiao's spell, and even they felt a burst of coldness, as cold as winter.

Wu Qian's heart was also stuck in her throat, she was so nervous that she could even feel the big hand of Father Wu on her shoulder slightly forced, and began to ooze a trace of tired sweat.

People were wondering how Lin Yu would resist Murong Xiao's blow.

Above the ring.

Lin Yu took a deep breath and closed his eyes, to be honest, he didn't know how to resist Murong Fu's blow.

Since you don't know, don't think about it.

Lin Yu used all his strength to carry the spiritual power in his body, and the thick white spiritual power flame on his body flashed, and in this state, he found that all his thoughts were superfluous.

Moving with his heart, Lin Yu opened his heart for the first time to accept the rhythm of the pure primordial power in his body.

The Danhu Lake in Lin Yu's body suddenly shook violently as if there was life.

Lin Yu opened his eyes, a strange white glow flashed in his eyes, and his gaze became calm again.

Lin Yu's gaze fell on Murong Xiao's eyes, and his body shook.

"What's going on with him in this state?"

Murong Xiao's face was a little surprised, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

He shook his head, forced himself to calm down, and with the confidence of his opponent's Mid-Autumn Water Sword and the Song of the Sword North, at the moment when the ninth sword light was formed, his body flew up in the air mixed with the nine sword rays and stabbed at Lin Yu.

Lin Yu looked at the figure in his eyes, but the cold sword light had already pierced his cheeks with nine sword rays.

"The sword is coming." Yu Linyu's mouth came out.

The crowd with long swords in the audience suddenly trembled, and a sound of a sword chanting and unsheathing sounded, and a mortal sword fell into Lin Yu's hand.

It has reached the realm of entering the void and can make ordinary artifacts, but it has not reached the level of the magic weapon of the envoy of the Voyeur Realm, but Lin Yu's means of making the envoy artifacts in his hand are really magical, which makes everyone on the guest stage look sideways.

They didn't know that this subtle and precise control was due to the effect of the trace of primordial power in Lin Yu's body.

The power of the primordial is like the way of heaven, and it is intrinsically interconnected with all things, although Lin Yu's strength at this time is far from reaching the level of insight into all this.

However, in the same realm, the degree of comprehension in the realm is far from being comparable to people in the same realm.

The long sword was in his hand, although it was mortal, but with the blessing of the pure spiritual power in Lin Yu's body, the sword body instantly turned into a flame-like white mang, and the light was great.

If you look closely, you will find that the mortal sword made of fine iron seems to be a little unable to withstand the impact of Lin Yu's spiritual power, and the sword body overflows particles and turns into a little starlight and disperses.

So far, Lin Yu has fought so vividly and happily for the first time, and he has already thrown the idea of how to get out of this game in his heart.

There is only one thought in my heart, and that is war!

Seeing Murong Xiao's sword stabbing at him, Lin Yu also raised the long sword in his hand to meet it.

The two soldiers handed over, and the dazzling light collided together, and the entire ring was centered on Lin Yu, and the ground suddenly cracked into subtle cracks.

Lin Yu's body was also sunk into the ground two or three inches deep by this terrifying sword.

In an instant, the sand and stones were flying, and Elder Cao Yan, who was fortunate to close his eyes and recuperate under the ring, had already laid out a formation, enveloping the entire ring, isolating the flying sand and stones and the dust and mist in the sky.

Looking at this increasingly fierce battle, the audience couldn't help but hold their breath, and there was silence.