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Chapter 627: Ten Strange Formations

After listening to Yun Qiyou's words, the old man finally glanced up at her, and then shook his head and said: "The seal in the divine sword is not laid by the Qingluan Fairy, but by the invisible sword god more than six thousand years ago, using the extremely mysterious Ten Strange Formations of the Kunlun Sect in the past. ”

Yun Qiyou's face changed slightly, and a look of loss crossed his eyes.

But she still didn't give up, and said, "Senior, what is the Ten Strange Arrays?"

The old man said: "The evil qi of the seven-star black crystal is too huge, and no formation can trap this power, and the so-called ten strange arrays are not a set of magic arrays, but ten kinds of magic arrays fused with each other, one yuan chaos array, two Yi Taiji array, three cai heaven and earth array, four elephant array, five elements array, six arrays, seven star array, gossip array, nine palace array, ten directions annihilation array, these ten single array methods have been lost in the world, not to mention the ten strange arrays formed by the fusion of these ten formations." ”

Yun Qiyou's face became more and more ugly, could it be that no one in the world could re-seal the evil qi in the Dust Slashing Divine Sword?

Is he destined to give up cutting dust forever?

She walked to the outside of the ancestral hall in despair, originally thinking that since the old man guarding the ancestral hall knew the secret of cutting dust, most of them would have a way to save her, but now it seems that she is optimistic.

When she walked to the gate of the ancestral hall, she suddenly stopped, seemed to think of something, and said, "Senior, who did you just say that the Ten Strange Arrays in the Dust Slashing Divine Sword were deployed?"

The old man said: "The invisible sword god Situ Feng." It's a pity that the predecessor of the Sword God has passed away for many years, and no one in the world can understand this formation. ”

Yun Qiyou's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he said, "Oh, if you are the descendant of Situ Sword God, will you know the Ten Strange Arrays?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said: "If it is a true disciple, it will definitely be ten strange formations, but the Kunlun faction and the predecessors of the Sword God have all died out for more than six thousand years, where are there still descendants of the Sword God living in the world?"

Yun Qiyou didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the ancestral hall directly.

Hope reignited in her heart.

The old man didn't know that a wisp of Situ Feng's remnant soul had been struggling for six thousand years before his soul was gone, and he had a successor, the young man who was now repenting on the cliff, the young man who was haunted by his dreams and always lingered.

This time, Yun Qiyou did not go the wrong way, when he came to the moon platform, the sky was already dark, standing on the moon platform and staring at the cliff, he couldn't see anything.

He was there, and Yun Qiyu could feel it.

It's been more than two years, and I haven't seen him since I said goodbye to Mount Meru, and I wonder if his appearance is still the same as in my dreams?

I heard that the main meridians in his body have been reshaped by Xuanying, and his cultivation has also recovered somewhat, but if he wants to return to his peak state, it will take at least two or three years.

It has been twenty days since Ye Xiaochuan returned to Cangyun, and Yun Qiyou couldn't help but want to come over and take a look from afar more than ten days ago, but she took the wrong path and went to the ancestral hall, and now she is standing alone on the Siguo cliff, thinking that Ye Xiaochuan on the other side is also there alone, and the feeling of heartbeat is back.

She didn't take that step after all, and the words she promised her teacher were like an empowerment, making her miserable and desperate.

The sky gradually brightened, and a faint mist shrouded in the cliff valley in front of him, and he couldn't see the figure of the person on the cliff on the other side.

Yun Qiyou was a little disappointed, turned around and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, there was a squeaky cry from the opposite direction of Siguo Cliff, which seemed to be in a hurry.

This voice has been heard by Yun Qiyou, it is the voice of the fat bird raised by Ye Xiaochuan and the sound of prosperity.

Today, Wangcai seemed to be unusual, and his voice was sharp and urgent, as if he had encountered some great danger.

Yun Qiyou's heart chuckled, and without the slightest hesitation, he flew up in the sky, and flew to the Siguo Cliff in an instant.

On the cliff, Ye Xiaochuan was lying on the cold platform on all fours, holding his bladeless sword tightly in his hand, and the fiery red fat bird Wangcai was anxiously flapping his wings on Ye Xiaochuan's chest, seemingly slapping Ye Xiaochuan's cheek with his wings, but Ye Xiaochuan didn't react at all.

I haven't seen him for two years, and this boy has grown a little taller, but he is still the boy of his dreams.

But why did he remain motionless as if he were dead?

At first, Yun Qiyou thought it was a prank, but then he found that Ye Xiaochuan's skin showed a purple color, as if he had been poisoned, this was not a prank.

She was taken aback, hurriedly stepped forward, squatted beside Ye Xiaochuan, threw aside the prosperity on his body, helped Ye Xiaochuan to rely on the body, put her fingers on Ye Xiaochuan's pulse, and checked Ye Xiaochuan's injury.

The pulse was still strong and powerful, as if there was no danger to life, and it didn't seem to have been poisoned, which made Yun Qiyou slightly relieved.

Her divine sense carefully examined, and after a while, she babbled, only feeling that there was a force flowing wildly in Ye Xiaochuan's body, but it did not hurt Ye Xiaochuan's body, the purple power was like a purple dragon, and wherever it passed, the broken small meridians in Ye Xiaochuan's body were rapidly reshaping and healing at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

This discovery made Yun Qiyou's face change instantly. She thought that she felt wrong, and her divine sense and mental power were all immersed in Ye Xiaochuan's body and checked repeatedly, yes, she read it right, the broken meridians in Ye Xiaochuan's body were healing at a terrifying speed.

When Ye Xiaochuan saw the words on the stone wall for the first time on the cliff, he was too greedy for merit, and as a result, he absorbed a large amount of spiritual power, causing Zhou Huo to fall into demons, and the meridians in his body were broken countless times, but the five major meridians in his body were not traumatized much at that time, so after inadvertently signing a contract with Wufeng Divine Sword, Wufeng's spiritual power repaired Ye Xiaochuan's damaged meridians overnight.

Today's scene is very similar to three years ago, the spiritual power of the bronze sword is not enough to repair the broken five major meridians, but it is more than enough to repair the remaining small meridians, and the huge spiritual power is like a bridge connecting the broken places, connecting the broken meridians to each other.

After Yun Qiyou determined Ye Xiaochuan's condition at the moment, he carried Ye Xiaochuan to a dry place inside and put it down, thinking that there was nothing on the cliff, so Yun Qiyou sat down and let Ye Xiaochuan's head rest on his lap.

She couldn't figure out what happened to Ye Xiaochuan thinking about the cliff before she arrived?