"These five flying swords are also a long story. Ying Guan sighed slightly, and walked into the town with ink dust while explaining it carefully.

It turned out that this town was called Yingjia Town, which was established thousands of years ago by a monk called Ying Zhaotian, when he had not lived much and knew that he could not break through to the Haohua Realm.

Since it is impossible to decipher the endless mystery of Shouyuan, it is better to simply choose a region to take root and sprout, spread out and enjoy the glory and wealth of the world.

After Ying Zhaotian's death, Yingjia Town has never produced anyone with excellent qualifications, and the Ying family has gradually declined, and in the area of Yingguan, even the monks of the Lingguang Realm are only scattered and two.

Among the previous five evil cultivators, one was Ying Guan's elder brother and the son of the previous mayor, and the other four were the sons of the town's big families.

The five of them have played since childhood, and while they have a deep friendship, they simply become brothers of the opposite sex, usually respecting the ancient Wa Emperor's holy teachings, reading thousands of books, and traveling thousands of miles.

It was also when they traveled everywhere that they didn't know that they had obtained five colorless swords in that ancient ruins, and there were even five volumes of sword scriptures hidden in the swords.

"These five volumes of swordsmanship are called Zhou Xu's Five Seasons Sword, and they are exactly five people, and each of them has practiced for one season, but it is just right. Ying Guan sighed as he spoke: "My brother's name is Ying Yu, he cultivates swordsmanship and the blazing sun, urging it to open, and there is a taste of the dry earth." ”

Hearing this, Mo Chen was also slightly stunned, "Zhou Xuan Five Seasons Sword", just by listening to the name, you can know that it is a real ancient sword technique.

For example, although there is a chaotic influence between today and the four seasons, if you really calculate it, there are still four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

But in ancient times, when the six saints walked the world, there were five seasons.

At that time, the chaotic order had just arisen, and there was no current triple division, and the array city had not risen from the ground, and the first chaotic order between heaven and earth was after the four seasons, and a season was added to the life, the dry season.

After spring, summer, autumn and winter, at that time, there will be ten days of brilliance in the sky, which will scorch the earth, mountains and rivers to scorch, dry and wither, so it is called the dry season.

Every time the dry season is reached, the living beings are tormented in the oven all the time, and the people are struggling to make a living, and even many low-level monks have died because of this, and people have asked the six saints to help, but the six saints seem to have disappeared, and there is no response.

It wasn't until later that there was a hero of the world, the cultivation of the peak of the Haohua Realm, who bent his bow and shot down for nine days, so the order between heaven and earth was restored, and only the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter remained.

When he was in the secret realm of the emperor's family, in addition to teaching Mochen cultivation skills, the most common thing that Emperor Fengchi did was to take Mochen to the Zhongrong City Library to read history books, and even some wild history anecdotes were not missed.

It just so happened that Mochen also watched it with relish, so he wrote down these.

"Then why did these five people turn against the town later, and even come to attack the town?" Mo Chen was very puzzled in his heart, according to what Ying Guan said, there were obviously many differences from the situation at that time.

Ying Guan sighed "eh", and his expression was also a little sad: "My brother was originally dedicated to the town, but who knew that a great monk came to the town that day, known as the lord of the ten halls." ”

There is a great monk in the town, this is a happy event, Yingjia Town is located in the middle of nowhere, it is sparsely populated, but it is rich in a famous wine called Shenzhuo Fa Wine.

Taking a sip of this wine can heal internal and external injuries, dredge the meridians, lift the spirit, and restore the blood and qi of the spirit yuan, but due to the reason of production, there are very few merchants who come to buy the magic wine of the gods.

And often when a monk comes, he will buy a large number of them, put them in his ring, and take a sip when the enemy is exhausted, and turn the tide of the battle on the spot.

"But who knows, after talking with him for a few days, the five brothers actually changed their temperament greatly, don't say that Zhou Xuan has five seasons of swords, and he doesn't even do anything to protect the town and teach martial arts, and he doesn't return to the town all day and night, and there is a little friction with the townspeople, so he draws his sword and faces each other, so that everyone in the town is in danger. ”

Ying Guan is a little weak, although he is also a monk of the Spiritual Light Realm, the exercises that can be cultivated are ordinary, and there is not even a decent weapon, Ying Yu's situation He is anxious in his eyes, but he can't think of any way to stop it.

Until one night, the elder brother suddenly went crazy, and before the family could react, he actually cut off his father's head with a sword, and then jumped out of the town, and disappeared without a trace. Speaking of this, Ying Guan's eyes were also red: "Finally, senior, you also saw that a few days ago, Ying Yu and the other four brothers, as well as the vast and endless army of evil cultivators, actually wanted to slaughter my Yingjia Town. ”

"Heh, he is not Ying Yu at all, the real Ying Yu has long been dead" Ying Guan smiled miserably, let out a long breath, and wanted to try to stabilize his emotions: "Let the seniors laugh." ”

Mo Chen shook his head, all this change was too sudden and too cruel, if Mo Chen stood in the position that should be closed, I am afraid he would not be able to help himself.

While they were talking, they had already entered the city gates and stepped into the town.

The scene in front of him made Mo Chen slightly startled, the town was quite large, and it could almost be said that it was a miniature array city.

Mo Chen looked up, but found no trace of the formation enchantment, and he didn't know how they survived in this chaotic world.

However, Mo Chen didn't particularly care about these, the top priority was to determine his position as soon as possible, and the demon spirit karma map in the sea of consciousness flickered more and more intensely, and it was obvious that the fragments of the power of the world were also in this Yingjia Town.

"Ying Daoyou, may I ask where Yingjia Town is located in the Divine Continent?" Mo Chen turned around and asked Ying Guan Zuo.

Ying Guan was slightly stunned, although he was a little puzzled by Mo Chen's question, but he also knew what to ask and what not to ask when facing a monk who was stronger than himself: "My town is located in the extreme east of the Divine Continent, east of the Dongyao Heavenly Vein, and there is a big road leading to the nearest array city in the west. ”

"Then Daoist friend Ying, do you know, where is the Rin Tian Ice Palace located?" Mo Chen saw that he had not teleported too far, and he was slightly certain in his heart, and then asked.

The senior laughed. Ying Guan laughed at himself: "The Heavenly Ice Palace is one of the four wonders of my Divine Continent, and its status is transcendent, second only to the Holy Blood Wind Family, how can I, a virtuous and incompetent monk, know the specific location of the Ice Palace." ”

"However......" Ying Guan's tone changed: "When I was a child, there were sect monks who came to my town to buy divine brewing wine, but I heard from their words that the place where the Ice Palace was located was a frozen land, which was shrouded by an iceberg towering in the sky, and mortals and low-level monks could not get close to the land within a radius of thousands of feet. ”