"Ahhh

High in the sky, Fan Xiaojian screamed again and again, his eyes were closed, and the whole person was in the midst of the rapid movement, hugging Liu Jiannan to death, and his face was pale with fright.

At this time, he didn't pretend to be a hero, and he couldn't pretend at all.

Because, now the speed of him and Liu Jiannan is too fast and too fast, so fast that Fan Xiaojian only feels like he is sitting on a rocket, and when he is galloping forward like crossing the sky, the wind in front of him is howling into his mouth, making him feel extremely difficult to breathe.

"Is this just playing with me? If this continues, I guess I'm going to be blown to death before I get to the place." ”

Fan Xiaojian screamed and complained in his heart.

In fact, Liu Jiannan, as a consummate powerhouse in the Jindan period, after transporting the power of spiritual energy, it was extremely easy for Fan Xiaojian to block the wind generated when he was moving forward at high speed.

It's just that he listened to the words of Sect Master Chen Daoshan last night, and felt that he really shouldn't spoil Fan Xiaojian too much, but should let Fan Xiaojian sharpen it more, so he didn't do anything, just said lightly.

"Rolling off me, I was lucky, sensing the changes around me. If you call again, Lao Tzu will throw you down. ”

When he spoke, Liu Jiannan didn't suspect anything else, after all, it wasn't just Fan Xiaojian, any low-level disciple would be frightened when they encountered such a high-speed wind.

As soon as the words came out, Fan Xiaojian honestly climbed down from Liu Jiannan's body, opened his eyes tremblingly, and found that he was actually on a huge fairy sword at the moment.

This fairy sword is huge, ten zhang long, and at this moment, the sword body is like a broken bamboo, forcibly tearing the air in front of it, and it is galloping at an extremely high speed.

At this moment, the morning sun has just risen, and the sun is shining on the earth.

But......

The speed of this giant sword was so fast that it seemed to run in front of the sun, leading the sun.

In this way, as he walked quickly, the sun behind Fan Xiaojian was like clouds, but there was still darkness in front of him, and the starry sky was faint.

"Wow, that's amazing. ”

Fan Xiaojian was shocked, watching the stars in the sky in front of him swimming in the night sky, sighing again and again, without waiting for Liu Jiannan to speak again, he himself had already honestly lucked his whole body, scattered his divine sense, and sensed the surroundings.

At the same time, the fear in Fan Xiaojian's heart slowly began to subside, replaced by a belief that longed to become so strong himself.

Seeing Fan Xiaojian like this, Liu Jiannan's face was pleased, and after Fan Xiaojian gradually adapted to the surrounding environment, he slowly spoke, and taught Fan Xiaojian a lot of knowledge such as sword experience.

Fan Xiaojian himself is not stupid, and with the guidance of Liu Jiannan, a master of swordsmanship, he suddenly opened his mouth, and after a while, he was able to walk back and forth on the huge fairy sword, and even took out his own dragon sword, trembling and stepping on the sword and galloping.

......

"Uncle Liu, where are we going? It's been flying for a long time!"

Fan Xiaojian saw that the clouds and mist covered the sky under his feet, and he didn't know where he was at all, but counting the distance, the two of them were probably already out of the Qingyun Sect's sphere of influence.

"Sword Shrine!"

Liu Jiannan used his sword intent to isolate the surroundings, and then spoke lightly, and at the same time, explained to Fan Xiaojian very simply.

The so-called sword shrine is opened once every ten years, and the opening time is ten days.

After ten days, all those who enter it must come out, otherwise they will be directly torn to pieces by the spatial turbulence that suddenly rises in the sword mound, or the endless sword qi.

"Huh?"

When Fan Xiaojian heard this, he immediately turned pale with fright.

However, after thinking about it, Liu Jiannan cultivated to the Jindan period, and he was the head of the Qingyun Sect, what could happen if he was by his side?

But soon, Liu Jiannan's next sentence made the kid's heart, which had already been put in his stomach, once again mention his throat.

"The Sword Shrine is one of the two holy places shared by the four third-level sects. Every time it is opened, except for my Qingyun Sect, Langya Sect, Heavenly Dao Sect, Wuxin Sect, all disciples below the foundation building period can enter, and then fight in the middle of the bloody battle for creation!"

"Huh?!"

When Fan Xiaojian heard this, he was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and even stepped on his dragon sword, wanting to turn around and run away, but he finally held back.

"Willow ...... Uncle Liu, this ...... This time, are the disciples of the other three major sects also going......? Why don't we go back first, and then gather some people? Ahem, it's not that Xiaojian is afraid, it's just that Xiaojian is concerned about the sect, and I think it's safe to have more people for such a big event. ”

Fan Xiaojian stammered a little, and he couldn't do it in his heart.

Liu Jiannan waved his hand, and now that the sword mound has not been opened, he and Fan Xiaojian went to find out about the news and told Fan Xiaojian, which made Fan Xiaojian feel a little relieved.

"According to the sect master's speculation, there is something wrong with the sword mound, maybe it is...... Turn it on early!"

"In the huge sword mound, there are many prohibitions, and only monks below the foundation building period can enter. Therefore, for a hundred years, our four third-level sects will select outstanding disciples from the sect to enter, and they need their own creation. If this time it is really opened in advance, it will undoubtedly be a great thing for our Qingyun Sect. ”

"The rules in the Sword Shrine are very simple, no matter who obtains any treasure or exercise in it, as long as it can be successfully brought out, then it belongs to the sect where the cultivator belongs. However, when they are in the Sword Shrine, all the disciples of the four major sects can snatch each other and ...... without restriction on the use of any means, including...... Kill!"

Liu Jiannan explained carefully to Fan Xiaojian.

"Huh?"

Hearing 'killing', Fan Xiaojian exclaimed again, his little face was a little pale, and he said in a low voice.

"Uncle Liu, everyone is in the same way, and they are all for the same dream of cultivating immortals, will it be too ...... to kill and kill A little too cruel?"

"Cruel?"

Liu Jiannan sneered, his words were extremely cold, "As a monk, if you step into the immortal cultivation group, if you can't face the bleak encounters and dripping blood, how will you face the cold years in the future?

Speaking of this, Liu Jiannan's eyes lit up with murderous intent, glared at Fan Xiaojian, and said word by word.

"Little sword, people don't become immortals, they die after all. If a monk is afraid of death, then why waste the few immortal cultivation resources in this world?"

"I ...... I see!"

Fan Xiaojian nodded stunned, and at the same time clenched his fists, indeed...... I am afraid of death, and no one is afraid of death. In this case, the best solution is to kill everyone who wants to die themselves.

Thinking of this, Fan Xiaojian's eyes changed slightly.