Zishui stepped into this secret realm, and found that there was only a little spark light under his feet, leading a straight path as wide as two people, leading to a direction not far away, asking people to walk in the meantime, unconsciously looking around. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I found that everywhere there was an endless dark place, and there was no visible and discernible shape, and in this unconscious way, the direction of progress also came to a place of slight light.

I saw that at this time, there was a white pillar of light, from the hole in the void, like a pillar of optimus, standing up and down, the intersection of white and black edge, showing a halo of light, indescribable faint mist.

Zi Shui secretly injected his aura into his eyebrows and eyes, and gradually walked into this layer of light curtain, and was really shocked by the scene he saw in front of him.

In the mid-air of this place of light curtain, there was a Baimang Divine Sword that was more than two feet long, and this divine sword was upside down, its tip pierced straight upward, the hilt was simple and round, and the extravagant lines seemed to be spider silk.

The thickness and size of the rings are interlocking and layered, I don't know what method to use, can be treated to this extent, during which the lacquer color is like copper and wood, one strong and one weak is extremely strange, and it shows the preciousness and gentleness of this sword.

Secretly in the free space, giving birth to a rather profound purple gold color, Zishui saw it at a glance and called it a divine sword, not to compliment this sword, deliberately exaggerated, but the sword of the white mang, the aura that emanates from the top and bottom of the sword.

Just standing at the bottom of here, the weak places have been called people, secretly carrying the mana of yin and yang to bless the body, even so, it is still called purple water, and I feel like ten thousand needles all over my body, and the feeling is very clear when it penetrates into the pores.

Among them, Zishui looked at this sword with his eyes, and felt that it was an illusory image, and the real thing that was clearly close in front of him preferred to be far away in the sky, which was beyond people's reach.

The illusion of error is like, the more you look at it, the farther away from your home, the farther away you are from your own home, and the faint feeling is really weird, indescribable.

Zishui has entered the path of cultivation, although his knowledge is still short, but his mind is judging, and he will never deviate too much from others.

Thinking about this matter, the cultivators, no matter how high or low the level, Zishui has seen it more or less in person, even if it is rare in the world, the power of the Yuan Infant Level, the ancestor of the evil path, has never put his own Dharma body.

Cultivating to such a point that he has no scruples, and without any mana blessing, he floats in mid-air for a long time.

However, this divine sword can fly off the ground on its own, floating in the air, it will not make waves, and if it wants to move, it will have an uncontrollable power.

Although everyone knows this, cultivators can have high and low levels between the Tao and the Tao, and they can climb and cultivate layer by layer, until they fly beyond the nine heavens, break away from the control of the human world, and be nourished by heaven and earth.

But who has really seen the true side of the gods, men and immortals, but it has become a good wish to worship in the red world.

But the sword in front of him can, it really makes people feel it, it is called a divine product, and Zishui unconsciously stretched out his arm, and in a moment he retracted a fraction.

I had a hint of wanting to reach out and touch my hand to feel the thoughts that actually confirmed this thing, but I couldn't help but breed it, and my awe didn't dare to desecrate the heaven and earth artifact, so I turned around and looked for it.

The person who led the way to this place with his own family, at this time, the white-bearded old refining head was already standing behind Zishui, worshipping this sword with the same eyes.

The old refining head is very clear about Zishui's current heart, once upon a time, when he just saw this divine sword, he also had the heart to hold the divine sword in his hand and be eager to try.

At this time, I saw him, nodded slightly at Zi Shui with a solemn face, and approved his movements, and then Zi Shui slowly used the purest yin and yang mana in his palm, and gradually stretched out to the nearest part of the hilt.

Zishui just felt that the closer he got to the body of this sword, the more obvious the resistance of this sword became, and this resistance was like a blister that could not be broken, and the feeling of strength and weakness was very regular, like the breath of a living creature.

But once the law of this sword is perceived by the yin and yang of Zishui at a certain moment, and the familiar grasp lasts between the time of closing and releasing it, it has been inconceivable speed, and the hilt of this sword has been firmly grasped in the palm of his own hand.

The purple water just suddenly felt that it was like being penetrated by the power of thunder and lightning, and there was an indescribable induction, which spread out from the middle of the body, and then reached the front and back left and right in an instant.

The top of the head and the toes were swept away, it can be seen that the fluctuation of this kind of spiritual power is extremely unusual, although the purple water has the blessing of yin and yang mana, and the upper and lower spiritual pills are all wonderful, but in the face of this kind of large progression, there is no self-control resistance.

This feeling is really bright, and the pores and hairs all over the body are all opened at the same time, and I feel the indescribable vitality brought by this sword.

At this time, the feeling in Zishui's heart was more like being full of pride and impassionedness that he had never had before, and the photoelectric speed, swimming back and forth, made the whole body extremely transparent, and the blood couldn't help but surge.

And at this time, the thoughts are completely on the perception of this sword, and it seems to be seen again in the dark, another layer of glorious glazed fairy realm, relying on this sword, you will definitely be able to rush into it in one fell swoop, step outside the void to reach the stars, and return to travel.

With the stars as a companion, or going down against the trend, it will definitely be able to split the mountains and the earth, opening a gap between heaven and earth, and reaching the battle of the Nine Shadows...

But these feelings, Zishui has not yet come, close his eyes and experience it carefully, and suddenly everything disappeared without a trace in his hands.

Zishui didn't understand what was going on for a moment, and looked at the divine sword in his hand again, turning unconsciously.

What he saw in front of him was even more frightening purple water, as if he was in an abyss of ice, and it took a long time to say this sentence in his heart to his own family.

"It's... It's a broken sword!!".

Zishui now understood why the fluctuation of the sword qi was like breathing, sometimes strong or weak, and sometimes powerful.

That is this divine sword, on the other side of the blade, it is actually two fingers wide, and a long piece is missing.

And this gap is not like it was injured by an external weapon, but what is the reason for the appearance of this sword, Zi Shui is not easy to judge for a while.

Zi Shui couldn't help but caress the scars here, back and forth to the fingertips, so delicate and delicate, like the ups and downs of a flat mountain and gentle hills, and completely lost the sharpness of a sword blade.

I couldn't help but think that this sword was a remnant sword, which could push the momentum to this level, so that people could also feel the power of heaven and earth.

What if the product is finished? Hey, I thought that this was a god in the world, but at this time, it seems that the existence of this kind of progression is still just one of the people's hearts, a good wish. ”

The white-bearded old refining head who felt this kind of feeling, not to mention that he had not even set foot here for more than thirty years, he had never even set foot here for more than thirty years, and he had a layer of truth that he could no longer bear it, so miserable and sentimental.

He would rather turn a blind eye, but his heart has never left, at this time, seeing Zishui's eyes intently, he also gave birth to a heart of pity and love, this kind of indescribable feeling, only the two of them silently communicated with their hearts.

The state of mind triggered by the same thought is actually a real bosom friend.

And there are some things in the world that you want to do that you can't say in your mouth, and you can't pour out the taste you want to express.

In order to call Zishui, the white-bearded old refining head felt the same way as his own family when he saw this, so he brought Zishui here.

This incitement to worship the Tianshan Gate has been checked again and again, and the most critical place of suppression at all levels, I am afraid that even the descendants of the lineage, when they did not take over the portal, did not see with their own eyes, the secret matter of this sword.

At this time, the purpose of letting Zishui see it, at this time, catered to Zishui, and the uninterrupted caressing action slowly closed the plate and narrated it.

"This sword also starts with a story...".

The purple water's mood could not be calmed down for a long time, but at this time, he heard the white-bearded old refining head, and he did not speak softly, but turned back to echo but with this sword, the strange feeling of rising and shrinking in his own hands slowly moved in front of him, and this story was seen.

..... Strange Rock Mountain....

A swarthy stubby young man, with a green stem in his mouth, tasted it deliciously, while beside him, like a beard, stretched meridian limbs, was struggling to trample on the rocky wall.

I can't help but look upward, thinking that this person wants to climb the top of the peak. Logically speaking, this mountain is not very tall and not steep.

From a distance, the mountains hugging each other seem to be extremely difficult to pile together, such a high place.

But this young man just chose a place, this mountain is a relatively dangerous place to climb up, completely a young man's blood, difficult or not difficult I choose its own naughty temperament to give birth.

An hour later, the young man finally stood on the top of the peak as he wished, stretched out his body to let the wind on the top of the mountain here, pushing and agitating his own body, and taking advantage of the cold.

There is a mountain that is not high, and I came to stand still for the pride of the peak, so that people can see his appearance and appearance clearly.

This young man has a high nose and a wide mouth, a boxy face, only a pair of eyes that are quite aura, and his young and immature appearance is not very big.

Although he is short and seventeen or eighteen years old, he is not quite ungrown, and others are generally tall, but the muscles and bones of his limbs are very strong and powerful, and he has a unique masculine atmosphere.

The name of this young man is Zi Yue, and the origin of this name is also a little funny, Zi Yue's father and mother are two simple mountain families.

One of the ancestors who couldn't read big words lived to be more than forty years old before giving birth, such a child of his own.

Although the child was born quite smoothly, the husband and wife were quite high-spirited, although they were not considered to have children in their later years, but they also cherished God's blessings.

I wanted my child to be different from myself at the same time, and when I grew up, I had to have a good future, and I didn't want to give my child a casual name when I got out of this difficult day.

On this day, the mountain man was entrusted by his wife to take the two coins he had saved at home, and wanted to go to a distant town to find a gentleman who could measure words and fortune telling, and give the child a good name and surname with great promise.

But the old man of this village, walked with all his strength for an afternoon, and when he just entered this town, the wind and clouds were surging, and it rained for a while, and the fog was clear and thunderous and rainy.

Over time, the city has been flooded, and the originally lively places have made the small camps outside the open air, and the ordinary business has disappeared without a trace.

In desperation, this old brother also had to find a place to shelter from the rain, and secretly wondered when this continuous rain cloud would be carried away by this wind.

Coincidentally, this old brother was hiding under the eaves of a school, and at this time, there were four or five half-year-old children in the house, who were reading catchily.

echoing a childish voice of rhyming rhythm, coming out of the window, making people listen to the envy of good students, these juniors are blessed.....