Although he made an agreement with Jianjia that if he could pull out the broken sword in the burial sword forest, he would tell himself about his grandfather.

It may sound like a simple matter of pulling out the sword, but in reality, it's not easy at all. Not to mention that with Zhou Jiujian's current realm of talented swordsmen, he couldn't step into the inner part of the buried sword forest for half a step, and he didn't even know what that broken sword looked like. Moreover, all the swords in this Burial Sword Forest have long since lost their divine sense and spirituality, but they are also used by the Sword Ancestor, how can they be pulled out so easily?

But in the final analysis, it is because the cultivation is too low that there are so many problems, if you let the sword armor come, I am afraid that you only need to move your fingers, and the tens of thousands of swords have all risen from the ground.

For this reason, he couldn't help but feel a little difficult.

But that sword armor showed him a clear way.

I saw the sword armor, and said leisurely: "In the Ghost Hidden Peak, there is a cliff, and there is a maze cave in it, and a fog-swallowing beast lives in it. This beast devours the rich mist in this Qingyun Mountain every day, condenses the essence of heaven and earth, and spits out mist beads. If you can swallow that fog bead, it will be of great benefit, and it will be of great help to you juniors in your cultivation progress. ”

Zhou Jiujian was overjoyed when he heard this, but then he came back to his senses and smirked: "Since there are such benefits as the predecessors said, why don't you see Miss Liu Yue and go to that maze to take beads to eat?"

As he spoke, he looked at the girl who was sitting quietly reading on the side. When the girl heard this, she raised her head and glanced at Zhou Jiujian expressionlessly, and then immediately withdrew her gaze, extremely cold, obviously the previous misunderstanding, and still angry.

Li Mengtang looked at Zhou Jiujian and said interestingly: "The 'junior' I am talking about is the only one present who refers to you, Yue'er didn't need to take that fog bead long before you climbed the mountain. ”

Zhou Jiujian was dumbfounded, and then his face was depressed, and he was hit hard in his heart, and his feelings were not good because of his sword talent, first Hu Qingluan, and then Liu Yue, both of them were much more powerful than themselves, alas.

"Again," Sword Armor suddenly added, "that Mist Eater isn't easy to mess with, you need to be careful." ”

At this moment, Zhou Jiujian's brows really wrinkled into a figure of eight.

How difficult it is on the road to cultivation!

......

Walking down the mountain road of Qingyun Peak slowly, as far as the eye can see, the world is vast, independent of the peaks, looking down on all living beings at the feet, only to feel a pride from the heart of the young man spontaneously born, compared to the mountain when you can only look up at the peak, do not know the scene of the clouds and mist, it is really very different.

For some reason, there is very little wind on Qingyun Peak, and even if there is, it is not big, most of it is a light midnight breeze, and it only feels a little cool but never blows the human body cold.

However, the further down the mountain, the stronger the mountain wind became.

Zhou Jiujian walked in the middle of the road, and a strong wind blew from time to time on the road, and the sleeves of his clothes and robes fluttered with the wind for a while, but there was a feeling of stepping on the wind.

The mountain road is lonely, and there are few barriers, and it is also a loss that the young man is still a monk, and his physique is naturally good. If it were other ordinary people with a slightly weaker physique, they would have to blow out a lot of problems when they encountered such a noisy mountain wind.

Zhou Jiujian was still wearing a sycamore wood sword around his waist, although he had been thinking about making a scabbard to carry the sword behind him, but he didn't have time for a while, and there were few trees on the Qingyun Peak, so it was impossible to hit the idea on that huge pine, right?

Speaking of which, he is also a person with two fairy swords now. A sycamore that can be praised by the sword armor can enter the top ten of the heavenly list if it recovers its spiritual sense, and the other is a fairy sword phoenix that is temporarily kept for Hu Qingluan.

In the young man's heart, there was a hint of pride.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that what the sword armor said, the wooden sword Wutong, now lacks spiritual sense, isn't it equivalent to the many dead swords in the buried sword forest today?

If you can't recover, you'll still be useless after all.

The boy gradually fell into deep thought, but his steps were also fast.

After walking for a long time, Zhou Jiujian finally descended to the Ghost Hidden Peak, just like the scene he saw for the first time, the fog was misty, and even if the wind was dramatic, it couldn't blow away the fog all over the mountain.

He took out a small bronze medal from his bosom, which was suddenly given to him by the sword armor before he set off, not only for self-defense, but also to show him the way forward.

This small bronze medal just looks at the modeling style, it is clearly a token, the front is carved with a lion, and the back is two words, frightening.

The usage of this small token, Li Mengtang naturally also taught Zhou Jiujian.

It's as simple as infusing the aura and then reading a short mantra.

Immediately after, the token glowed yellow, and then floated out of the boy's hand and flew forward.

Zhou Jiujian was afraid that this small token would suddenly break into the fog and disappear, so he hurriedly followed closely.

The mountain road is difficult to walk, when you reach the Ghost Hidden Peak, the surrounding trees and grass can be seen everywhere, and you can see a young elk running in the fog in the mountains.

Following the token around the mountain, the young man walked like a fly, with his swordsman's realm, he flowed through the meridians of various points in one breath, and he didn't feel tired at all.

After about half an hour in the mountains, the copper token that had been floating in front of him for a long time stopped, and Zhou Jiujian also stopped.

Looking around, I don't feel a little stunned, this place, the mountain is high and the forest is low, there is a cliff outside, there is a small path behind you, you can go up the mountain, if you go around a few corners, there is also a shortcut down the mountain.

Here, I'm not familiar with it, isn't this the place where he just started climbing the mountain with the little girl Hu Qingluan, and then he stopped to watch the scenery in the ghost hidden by his predecessors, in a vain attempt to improve his cultivation, and then was laughed at by Hu Qingluan!

I didn't expect to turn back to this place.

At that time, when the girl climbed the mountain, she said that there were good things in the mountain, and now when I look at it, it must be under the cliff, the fog-swallowing beast!

In this place, the aura is particularly strong, and in comparison, it seems that the aura on Qingyun Peak is not so good. There are so many spiritual energy here, just close your eyes at will, and you don't need to feel and absorb it, and the spiritual energy will break into the body on its own, just like ordinary breathing.

The spiritual energy here is abundant, just like this fog of green clouds, the endless sword qi in the burial sword forest, it is simply the place where the monk dreams of starting a sect.

It didn't seem to be the cause of the Fog Eater.

After Zhou Jiujian took the token back into his arms, he didn't rush down to the bottom of the cliff, but sat down cross-legged, concentrating on breathing, and started to operate in one breath, inhaling a lot of spiritual energy into his body, and then slowly expelling all the mixed breath.

After repeating this cycle for several weeks, until the spirit and spirit were full, the young man was finished, and he stood up.

Slowly walked to the edge of the cliff, looked down, suddenly, a gust of wind suddenly blew from under the cliff, the wind was extremely strong, blowing Zhou Jiujian's beard flying, couldn't help but squint his eyes, fortunately the young man stood quite steady, so as not to fall off the cliff.

The cliff is thousands of feet high, and there is also a vast white fog below, and you can't see anything clearly.

According to Sword Armor, the cave of the Mist Swallowing Beast should be somewhere under this cliff.

Zhou Jiujian settled down and prepared to go down.

If you want to climb the cliff, you must prepare a thick hemp rope that is strong and reliable, and the length is not short, one end is tightly tied to the waist, and the other end, you have to find a stable and strong tree, and wrap and tie it well. After these are basically ready, you can hold an iron hoe and slowly climb down the uneven gap formed by the wind, frost, rain and snow on the cliff.

Zhou Jiujian is not like this, there is a way: art masters are bold. I saw him squat down, reach out to the cliff wall, and then gather all his qi in his hand, and then smashed a fist on the cliff wall, smashing out a hole half a foot deep, and then smashed out an identical hole next to it, and then climbed the two holes with both hands, and began to go down steadily.

This cannot but be staggering.

Zhou Jiujian's method of climbing the cliff, his feet are suspended most of the time, even if he can land a little bit in a gap, but most of them can't borrow strength, basically his hands carry the weight of the whole person, and the burden on his arms is extremely heavy.

For a while, Zhou Jiujian didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, and now he still had time to guess how Liu Yue came down in the first place.

It's impossible, just step on a flying sword and go to that cave in a dashing manner, right?

A body of qi flowed wildly between the arms, like hundreds of dragons swimming in the meridians. Zhou Jiujian's movements were extremely fast, not dragging mud and water at all, after smashing a hole below with one hand, he immediately climbed tightly, and then let go of the other hand, following the trend of his body falling, and smashed a hole below, and so on repeatedly, the speed of the fall was like that of an ape with sharp skills.

After climbing for an hour, I don't know how far I have gone, and when I occasionally look up, I can't see the edge of the cliff, and only the vast fog accompanies the lonely boy.

Zhou Jiujian did not relax at all, and continued to climb down.

I don't know how long it has been, but my arms have felt a little sore, and some of them are slightly stagnant between the flow of qi.

The mountain wind is howling, because there is no focus point on the lower plate, and the center is not there, so that the boy's body also sways with the direction of the wind.

A drop of sweat poured out of his forehead, then slipped down, just slid into the young man's eyes, and he felt a sense of discomfort. Zhou Jiujian didn't dare to let go of a hand to wipe his eyes, so he had to blink again and again, tossing for a long time, his eyes were red as if he had cried bitterly.

After climbing for a while, he found that he had stepped on a small protruding rock under his feet, which was just enough to borrow his strength, so the boy planned to take a break from it.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar suddenly sounded not far from under his feet, and a violent air flow erupted from below, even blowing the surrounding fog into the distance for a while.

Zhou Jiujian had just relaxed his mind, and was startled by this sudden roar, his hands were weak, and he almost fell down, and his life was not guaranteed, and then his heart was entangled tightly, and he suddenly came back to his senses and smiled toothlessly.

Ha, it's here!