Listening to the mist outside the spring valley, I don't know when, it has dispersed

The Tsing Yi Sword Lord led a group of defeated monks out, and rose in the direction of the sky

A large number of eyes fell on them, with speculation and surprise

......

Soon, the Tsing Yi Sword Lord landed on the top of the mountain, looked around, and shouted loudly

"Ladies and gentlemen, the old man is very disappointed, this time, no one can get the Divine Delusion Sword!"

The eyes of the sword lord in Tsing Yi were extremely profound, and he said disappointment, but he couldn't see the slightest disappointment, as if the polite words of the most indifferent king

The words fell, and he took out the Divine Delusion Sword, raised it high, and gestured

When everyone heard this, they naturally talked about it

"It's interesting, it's not Shenwanche, it's not the hidden heart, and it's not that Fang Junmei got this sword."

"I'll wait for the future, after the advanced mortal transformation, maybe there will be a few more opportunities"

......

When the monks who went on to do it, when they heard these words, they couldn't help but sneer with old faces

Not to mention, there were also many sword cultivators present who shot mocking glances at them

"This sword, the old man can no longer use it, if there is a chance in the future, he will still hold such a sword picking conference, until this sword finds a new owner"

The sword lord in Tsing Yi said again

After saying that, he put the sword away

"Let's go!"

Finally, the sword master in Tsing Yi stepped into the air, and the words were like gold

When everyone saw this, they also began to disperse one after another

......

The familiar monks naturally gathered together

Dao Lang of the Troubled Times flashed to Fang Junmei's side, helped him check the injury, and frowned: "Although the injury is not serious, how can there be so many?"

"This time, I almost got planted!"

Fang Junmei said with a calm face

"What the hell is going on?"

Troubled Dao Lang immediately asked

Fang Junmei shook his head and said nothing, since he came out, his mind has calmed down a lot, and he always feels that something is wrong

After everyone chatted with each other a few more words, they didn't stay long, Fang Junmei and Daolang in the troubled times, followed the drunken real person back to Duxing Peak to heal their injuries

......

Time flickered, and it was evening

In the sky, the bright moon hangs high, sprinkling silver-white brilliance, and the sword flower blooms like the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain City, shining faintly and brightly, mysterious and quiet

Listening to the edge of the spring valley, the sound of water is still surging, and there is no one in the sky nearby, but under the fog, there is a figure, walking slowly alone

The stocky and indifferent face, the mountain-like body facing the horizontal mile, is the sword master of Tsing Yi

Why did this person come to listen to the spring valley alone on the night after the sword picking conference?

Soon, the Tsing Yi Sword Lord entered the underground labyrinth again, in the hall where there were twenty-four teleportation formations before

In the hall, twenty-four formations remained, flashing with golden light

The Tsing Yi Sword Lord swept over one of them, and immediately entered the next small space, picked a teleportation array, and then entered O

Whoop –

After entering about dozens of times in a row, this person finally came to a small space with the same dead end, and in this small space, like some of the previous encounters by Fang Junmei and the others, there was no longer a continuation of the teleportation formation

After the Tsing Yi Sword Lord arrived here, he stared at the void in a certain direction with a very strange expression, and in a pair of deep eyes, there was a bit of anticipation that he had never seen before

Swish!

The sword master in Tsing Yi touched it again, and took out the delusional sword again

"These three days, thank you for your hard work"

After stroking a few times, the Tsing Yi Sword Lord said abruptly, with a rare amount of warmth in his voice, as if he was talking to an old friend

That look is really unimaginable, he would give such a sword to others

Buzz –

When the words fell, the sword roared, and the Divine Delusion Sword shook violently, as if the treasure spirit inside was responding to his words, with a bit of excitement

"I'm still bothering you, and then help me open that last labyrinth o"

The sword lord in Tsing Yi said again

When the words fell, he picked up the Divine Delusion Sword and quickly lit up in the void

This person looks stout, but after using the sword, his movements are extremely delicate and dexterous, as if the most talented painter is painting in the void, confident and focused, and his eyes are full of star-like essence shining slightly

It only took a dozen breaths of effort, and a teleportation array pattern was suspended in the void o However, this teleportation array pattern was a little different from the previous one, and it was only then that the painting was complete, and it was already like it was about to collapse and disappear at the beginning

The sword master in Tsing Yi took the sword, and punched one mark after another into the teleportation array, and the teleportation array that tended to collapse soon began to become solid

That mark seems to be somewhat similar to when Fang Junmei and the others were released before

After it was completely condensed, the sword master in Tsing Yi stepped out

Swish!

The figure disappeared and entered the small space that he had deliberately hidden

......

The screen reversesを

On the other side of the teleportation array, it is still a small space, but in this small space, it is much smaller, only about a hundred zhang square, but it is unusually high, almost reaching thirty or forty zhango

Swept away, it seemed to be an underground temple-like existence

On both sides, there are nine huge statues of about ten zhang high, both men and women, young and old, the similarity is that all of them hold a sword, and pose in a posture of pinching the sword, and their spirit is extraordinary

Among the eighteen statues, nine of them had golden light flashing at the tip of their long swords, and they were like the flames of candles, illuminated with nine strange and complex patterns, which were clearly sword patterns

The golden light of one of them was extremely dim, like a remnant fire that would be extinguished at any time

Even the stupidest monk could see that there was something strange about these eighteen statues

In the deepest part of the head, there is also a statue, an old man with a sword......

......

This place, the sword master in green clothes doesn't know how many times he has been here, and he doesn't have a superfluous expression, his eyes look straight at the one that is extremely dim, and a frenzy of enthusiasm begins to appear in his eyes

"This time, I sent so much sword cultivation blood to pay tribute to you, and you should also show that sword pattern of yours."

The sword lord in Tsing Yi muttered to himself, and the corners of his mouth outlined a treacherous smile like an eagle

After finishing speaking, he didn't speak again, and carefully stared at the sword pattern on the tip of the statue, with a thoughtful look in his eyes

At the head of the statue, there were drops of red blood, which fell from the top of the head and slid downward

......

Time flies by again

On the Dudrunken Peak, Fang Junmei healed this time, and it took half a year to heal

On this day, Fang Junmei did not go out, sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a pot of plum blossom wine sent by Zhuo Lie in his hand, and subconsciously drank o

However, the spiritual consciousness looked inwardly at its own sea of consciousness, looking at the sea of consciousness, the light of faith that seemed to be the day, and his eyes were full of doubts and thoughts

"What does the Bottomless Light Realm have to do with Ten Thousand Swords Mountain City, and the Underground Labyrinth, or the Origin Sword Sect, why did it suddenly appear, and what did it sense?"

Fang Junmei muttered to himself, he finally had time to summarize this trip to the underground labyrinth

"There must be something strange in that underground labyrinth that I don't know about...... Is the Tsing Yi Sword Master arranging this sword picking conference just for the sake of the hidden strangeness? and not for the sake of passing the sword at all, but isn't he afraid of being discovered?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows flickered

"If he didn't worry about being discovered—the oddity would be well hidden...... Maybe you can't find ...... with the naked eye and spiritual sense."

Fang Junmei's mind was spinning

"In the underground labyrinth, there is a small hidden space!"

After a while, Fang Jun's eyebrows said sharply and categorically, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he felt a sense of sudden enlightenment

"That's right, there must be a small hidden space!"

Fang Junmei said: "The method of entering and exiting this small space, if it is not even known to the Tsing Yi Sword Master himself, it is always in his hands, so I don't worry that anyone will find out at all."

The more you reason, the clearer it becomes, and the brighter your eyes become

"This method is ...... A special mechanism, or a special teleportation pattern, or a teleportation pattern arranged by the dignitaries themselves?"

At this point, Fang Junmei didn't dare to be sure anymore

And the most important thing is that he has no idea where this so-called hidden small space is in and out

Grunt!

Thinking of the headache, Fang Junmei poured another sip of wine

......

"I can only hope for the light of faith, and hope that the next time it goes down, it will give me more guidance."

Fang Junmei said a little helplessly

But immediately there was a gleam in his eyes

"However, before I go in next time, I will definitely make that sword pattern feel a little famous, maybe I will use it."

Fang Junmei said again, took two sips, drank the wine in the cup, and began to figure out the hundreds of sword patterns that he had written down in the underground labyrinth

This process, apparently, is not so easy

......

More than two months later, the door was banned, and someone touched it

Fang Junmei opened the door, and there was a drunken real person standing outside the door

"Your injuries are recovering much faster than I thought."

Dudrunken real person looked at him a few times, and said with a smile

"Brother Dao's recovery is also extremely fast."

Fang Junmei smiled and casually dealt with the o

Dudrunken Zhenren nodded, and Zhengse said: "Since your injuries have healed, then you and Daolang's ten-year mining service can't be delayed any longer, it's time to go to work."

When Fang Junmei heard this, he frowned and said, "Brother Dao, do you really have to take it, is there any other way to replace it?"

Dudrunken real person listened to it and smiled, and the thief said: "Of course there is, if you can hand over a million immortal jade, the alliance can immediately exempt you from mining service."

Fang Jun's eyebrows were black and speechless

"If there's nothing else, let's go."

The drunken real person led the way, Fang Junmei followed, and the two of them went in the direction of Daolang's house in the troubled times

......

"Brother Dao, what do you think of the sword pattern of the sword master in Tsing Yi?"

Halfway through, Fang Junmei asked abruptly