"Give. On the day the formation was completed, Ye Qianqiu threw a stone slip to Lingzhuo.

Subconsciously took the stone slip, and Linglian was a little dazed.

"You should be able to use this stone slip by now. Ye Qianqiu pointed at Shi Jian: "If your cultivation is much worse than the enemy's, you can actually make up for it in other aspects." This is my perception of the cultivation of the Fa Fu Seal, if you don't mind, you can learn this kind of thing. ”

"If the formation or talisman is cultivated to a very high level, it is also very lethal. Even if there is a big gap in cultivation, these things can be leveled out somewhat. Speaking of this, Ye Qianqiu suddenly pulled Wei Ling next to him over: "If you don't believe it, ask him." ”

"That's right. Wei Lingkong nodded repeatedly.

Ling Lian put away the stone slip suspiciously, and his eyes fell on Ye Qianqiu's body again: "Thank you Young Palace Master." ”

Ye Qianqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, Ye Qianqiu was very worried about Linglian, but the turmoil of the previous destruction made this person lose a lot of things, and the whole person was in a state of demonic shock. Although it is not a big deal for Ye Qianqiu to enter the spirit of the demon, but in case of the spirit of the demon after entering the demon, it is not a good thing to make them stumble.

Now, Linglian has something to do, which should be able to distract him for a while.

As long as you hold on until the Xuantian Pavilion closes the mountain.

After sending away Linglian, Ye Qianqiu and the others were able to set off. Before leaving, Yue Lingyuan had already hailed all the Lingxiao Palace monks who were willing to go with them.

Then, the group opened the teleportation formation.

The moment the formation opened, the spirit stone as high as the mountain on the formation began to melt. The effect of the large-scale teleportation formation is indeed very good, but this kind of consumption is not something that ordinary people can withstand from time to time.

"I don't have time to feel distressed, when the spirit stone disappears, it can't pass before it passes. Ye Qianqiu pulled Yue Lingkite and stuffed her into the formation.

After a trance, Ye Qianqiu had already dragged Yue Lingyuan to another place.

In the dark stone mountain, there is only a dilapidated grass hut. Half of the straw shed had collapsed, and the surroundings were in tatters.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qianqiu subconsciously frowned.

The target location of the formation is inside the Xuantian Pavilion. Although Ye Qianqiu can't guarantee where the final location is, the approximate location must be in the Xuantian Pavilion.

She didn't know much about Xuantian Pavilion, and this place was very unfamiliar.

"What kind of place is this?" As soon as Wei Lingkong came over, he heard Ye Qianqiu's question.

Then, he glanced around, also a little confused. This place looks a little familiar at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, there is no such dilapidated place in the Xuantian Pavilion in your memory.

Moreover, the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion are not as good at dressing up as the disciples of other sects. But in order to practice swords, all the buildings on the Xuantian Pavilion are props for the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion to practice swords, carved beams and carved buildings, as long as they can practice the method of swordsmanship control, the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion will use it. Even if all the sects in the cultivation realm were pulled out, there was no sect whose buildings were even higher grade than those of Xuantian Pavilion.

The only ones who like to stay in the hut are the few elders of the Sword Forge Mansion.

Forging Sword Mansion's eyes widened sharply. Then, as if a ghost, he scanned the surroundings. There is only one road leading here, and after here, there is Sword Mountain.

Behind the sword house, there is also a river, which is the source of water for sword casting.

Wei Ling ran forward sharply, and after passing through the half-thatched hut, he did see the river. I still remember the last time Ye Qianqiu came, the elders of the Sword House let them bathe in the hot spring at the back!

Wei Lingkong didn't think about it so much, he was already frightened by the scene in front of him.

This is the Sword Forge Furnace! But how could the Sword Forge become like this!

Seeing Wei Lingkong's reaction, Ye Qianqiu finally remembered where this place was. Following the road that stretched out, Ye Qianqiu saw the Sword Mountain not far away.

"Sister Ye. The sudden silence made Yue Lingyuan a little scared. In fact, it was not only Yue Lingkite who was really afraid, but also the disciples of Lingxiao Palace who came after them.

"Qianqiu, it seems that something has happened to the master. "The most important place in Xuantian Pavilion is the Sword Mansion. As a sect full of sword cultivators, for the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion, they can do without anything, but they can't do without Sword Mountain and Sword House.

You must know that without these two places, the disciples would not even have a place to test their swords. Jian Xiu doesn't have a sword, it's a joke.

This kind of thing, without Wei Lingkong's reminder, Ye Qianqiu can see it.

After all, she was already standing outside Sword Mountain.

It was not the first time Ye Qianqiu had come to Sword Mountain, the last time Wei Lingkong tried his sword, Ye Qianqiu had been here. It's just that the sword mountain I saw at that time was tall and majestic, and the spirit sword on it still retained its spirituality even under the pressure of the artifact.

But now, the entire Sword Mountain is ruined.

The mountain is still very high, but it no longer feels majestic. Because, on the entire mountain, what is scattered is no longer the spirit sword waiting to show its edge, but the scrap copper and rotten iron that have been destroyed.

And the sporadic surviving swords now have no light of the spirit sword.

"There's nothing here, let's go look elsewhere. Ye Qianqiu, who had seen the tragic situation of Sword Mountain, blocked Wei Lingkong's path to Sword Mountain and pulled him onto another road.

was pulled by Ye Qianqiu, although Wei Lingkong was a little uneasy in his heart, he still followed Ye Qianqiu obediently.

There were only three or five disciples of Lingxiao Palace who came from the formation. The remaining disciples have either given up their cultivation or have already found a suitable place for their own cultivation.

With fewer people, everyone's speed is much faster. Even if the Sword House was a little far from the main hall of Xuantian Pavilion, everyone still quickly found the main hall.

When he found the main hall, Wei Lingkong's face was already blue-gray. The tragic situation of the Sword House has almost been replicated here. There is not a single disciple of Xuantian Pavilion here, and all kinds of things in it have been destroyed.

The current state of Xuantian Pavilion is similar to that of Lingxiao Palace, which fell from the sky before.

Wei Lingkong's heart was in his throat. What Lingxiao Palace became in the end, Wei Lingkong still remembers it vividly. If it weren't for Ye Qianqiu's quick reaction, Ling Xiao Palace would have been wiped out from the cultivation realm.

Now, when his own master has encountered this kind of thing, it will be hellish if Wei Lingkong can still calm down. At this time, Wei Lingkong can understand Ling Lian's thoughts a little.

"Stunned, don't worry. Ye Qianqiu pulled Wei Lingkong, who turned around to leave: "They may not have an accident, you see, there is no blood here at all." ”

When Wei volleyed away, Ye Qianqiu's attention was always in the main hall. The hall felt very strange to her, and at first, she didn't notice where the strange place was.

But when he saw the disciples of Lingxiao Palace, Ye Qianqiu suddenly remembered.

When the Lingxiao Palace was destroyed, the entire Heavenly Palace on the Clouds was stained with blood. But now, after the Xuantian Pavilion was completely destroyed, there was not a trace of blood.