Holding down the Nan Mingli Fire Sword, you can still feel the trembling of the sword body, as well as the trembling of the sword spirit of this sword.

It's scared!

Chu He couldn't help but be vigilant.

Nan Ming's fire sword is the sword of righteousness, even if it encounters an invincible opponent, it also has a righteous and courageous aura, and it is better to bend than bend.

At this time, there is such a complex emotion of fear, which means that there must be something extremely remarkable hidden at the bottom of this lake.

Chu He didn't say a word, he pulled his feet and left.

Exploration?

No kidding!

He doesn't have enough trouble right now?

The value of life is contentment, and those who are not content are dead unless they are destined by heaven.

It's just that Chu He wants to go, but there are things that are biased and won't let him.

Nan Ming trembled even more violently from the fire sword.

A pitch-black sword shadow, but contradictory like a streamer, blocked the way of the Chu River.

"Young monk, I am a sword shadow that fell on the old Jun Dan furnace under the sword of the former Lingbao Tianzun Zhuxian. Danxia was conceived, stripped out of the Dan furnace, and possessed spiritual wisdom. Now that I have met you, it is the fate of you and me, why don't you let me pass on your Shangqing Immortal Sword and reshape the majesty of my sect?"

The pitch-black sword shadow swayed, and a voice poured straight into Chu He's brain.

Chu He's complexion changed drastically, and he was not happy.

He quickly took a few dozen steps back, cast a water avoidance spell, and then clenched his fists and bowed to the sword shadow and said, "Disturb, disturb, farewell!"

After that, there is no more nonsense, and the feet are stomped.

He was about to leave across the water layer with his divine powers.

Sou!

It was so terrifying that the sword qi that made Chu He's hair stand on end suddenly struck, flying past Chu He's scalp.

The Chu River was forced to stop.

"Young monk, aren't you happy to be able to inherit the Lingbao Tianzun's Shangqing Immortal Sword? Why do you want to go?" The sword shadow surrounded Chu He's side, and from time to time he released a trace of breath with evil taste, teasing the poor Nan Mingli Fire Sword.

Chu He slandered in his heart: "Hell, Shangqing Zhuxian Sword, go to his mother's spiritual treasure inheritance." ”

Think about it, Lu Dongbin's extraterrestrial reincarnation mark made him face the horror of Buddhism, if it weren't for Master Guiguzi's strength, he would have confessed directly.

A nine-turn Xuangong has almost completely pushed him to the opposite side of Buddhism, but I am afraid that he has already registered with many Bodhisattvas and Buddhas. If one day the spirit tide returns and the immortal Buddha returns, he doesn't know what will happen to him. Now in order to set the Seagod Needle, he is even more embarrassed and exhausted, where is the demeanor of the former King of Chuhe?

In this way, no matter whether this so-called Shangqing Zhuxian Sword is a big pit or a poisonous pie, he must stay as far away as possible.

He doesn't lack a method at all.

Just by thoroughly understanding the Nine Turns Xuangong and the Three-Body Theory, it is enough to benefit.

What do you want again, what is the use of the Shangqing Immortal Sword?

Listening to the famous name, no matter how you say it, it is also linked to the Zhuxian Sword, and it is also the inheritance of Lingbao Tianzun.

But you can't even touch this thing, no matter how you think about it!

"This... "Chu He clutched his chest and continued in a weak voice: "Look at me like this, I can't breathe, I live today and no tomorrow, my foundation is shallow, my vision is short-sighted, my qualifications are dull, and I have no backing, plus I am timid and afraid of death, so many shortcomings, are you sure that I am suitable for inheriting the inheritance of the dignified Lingbao Tianzun and the Sanqing Daozun?"

"I think so! The Taoist priests of this Laojun Temple are very suitable. They all have strange bones, pick any one, and they are all better than me!"

Chu He was very unkind to shake the pot.

The sword shadow shook a few times, and then said, "Although your potential is almost exhausted, your foundation is shallow, short-sighted, and your qualifications are dull and... Cowardly and afraid of death. But at least, it's nice that you have a clear understanding of yourself. Self-aware people like you are still very rare. Barely qualified to receive the inheritance of Lingbao Tianzun. As long as you accept the inheritance, you will have a backer, and from now on you can call yourself a Taoist Sect member, even if the Immortal Buddha sees you, you have to be courteous for three points. ”

"And... The Taoist priests of Laojun Temple worship the ancestors of Taiqing Dao, I... It's hard to start!"

"Then this Cuiyun Peak is not a poor and remote place, inaccessible to people. You might as well think about it more and pick another person?" Chu He was angry. I can't help but wonder if this Laojun Temple will become a Shangqing Temple in the future, and whether there is this sword shadow in it.

Jian Ying said again: "There are indeed a lot of people here, but you are the only one who does not belong to the Laojun Temple, but has been beaten into this green water lake. The deep sense of helplessness in his tone almost made Chu He shake.

"Wait a few more years, there will be a chance, there will be a chance!" Chu He continued to dissuade.

The pie that fell from the sky on this day was either poisonous or had to knock his teeth, and such a big piece of cake as the Shangqing Immortal Sword, Chu He felt that if he really collected it, he would definitely be stoned to death.

"I've been waiting for thousands of years, I can't wait any longer!" Sword Shadow roared, ignoring Chu He's refusal and rushing directly towards Chu He.

"I already knew something was wrong with you!

Chu He's left hand is a time ruler, and his right hand is a mirror of Haotian. These two treasures have already been prepared, urging to the maximum, intertwining time and space, surrounding and isolating a series of vague and jerky fluctuations in front of Chu He.

However, under the combination of the two, the sword shadow pierced through time and space straight without any hindrance.

In an instant, it pierced into the spiritual platform of the Chu River and flew towards the Yuan Shen of the Chu River.

This time he went straight to the Yuan Shen, if Chu He didn't understand anymore, this sword shadow was the idea of snatching and banning him, it would be too much.

"Sure enough, that's the idea, Master! Please!" Chu He's Yuan Shen raised his head and shouted.

The green bamboo, which had been nailed to the Chu River Lingtai, turned into a green light, firmly protecting the Yuan Shen of the Chu River.

Let the sword shadow attack, it is difficult to shake the slightest.

"Lingbao, six pure bamboos!How can you have such a thing? Didn't you say that you are stupid, short-sighted, and shallow?" The pure sword student was subjected to a deep sense of betrayal.

It is a sword shadow left on the Taishang Laojun Dan furnace by Lingbao Tianzun who waved the Zhuxian Sword at some point.

The origin is very bullish!

But... No matter how bullish it is, it's just a shadow.

It is not the Zhuxian Sword, let alone the Lingbao Tianzun.

Although there is only one of the six pure bamboos of the Chu River, it is proper to protect the Chu River from its infringement.

"Well, that's what you say, but you can not believe it! It's easy to get hurt if you're so upright, and... I like to be humble, can't I?"

In the Lingtai, it is the home of the Chu River.

Under the support of Cuizhu, Chu He's mental power moved, and a golden giant stick barely took shape, sweeping across the Lingtai Consciousness Sea.

The arrogant and domineering stick struck the sword shadow, which dimmed it a little in an instant.

"How is it possible! Even in your spiritual platform, how can you hurt me with a mere Nether Minor Cultivator?" the sword shadow was surrounded by black spots of light, and let out a terrible wail.