Qingzhou returned to the inside of the stars, this time he did not make a move, but made a big gift to the boy, although he knew that it was just a residual fantasy, Qingzhou was still very grateful for the inheritance of this senior. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that there was still room for him, Ilha Illus continued to move forward, checking out the other sword intent inheritances.

In the outside world, the golden crow rises in the east and the jade rabbit sinks in the west, it has alternated dozens of times, and the time of two months is fleeting, and the time on the sword pond also flies.

During this period, many sword cultivators left from the sword pool, most of them were the number of people who failed halfway, and their divine consciousness was damaged and they gained nothing, but a few people persevered, although their divine consciousness was injured, they obtained a more valuable sword intent inheritance, and their future achievements were limitless.

The monks of the Imperial Sword Pavilion all knew that the longer the inheritance space inside the sword pool lasted, the greater the harvest, because the height of the foundation building monk was still too low, and he could not obtain a complete sword intent inheritance at all, and at most he could only obtain a fragment of a scaly claw, so the longer he stayed, the greater the harvest.

Among the monks who accepted the inheritance this time, the most notable was Lu Zizhan, he himself grew up and cultivated in Antarctica, and his reputation in the headquarters of the immortal cultivation world was not well-known, even now, many people know him, all because of his master's arrogance.

Unexpectedly, the inheritance of the sword pool, Lu Zizhan suddenly showed an amazing talent, and the other monks of the headquarters came out one after another, but he persevered to the end.

These Imperial Sword Xuan monks set their eyes on their fellow disciples, completely forgetting that there was also a monk who did not belong to the Imperial Sword Xuan and was also baptized inside the Sword Pool.

Xiuxue Zhenren has always paid attention to the sword pool, and as time passes, his opinion of Qingzhou has changed more and more, and he can be inside the sword pool until now, he is no longer an ordinary genius, but a genius among geniuses.

Half a year later, a column of water suddenly rose on the surface of the sword pool, Lu Zizhan stepped on the waves, and finally came out, only to see that his eyes were exquisite, how could he look like his consciousness was injured.

In the past half a year, Jian Xiu left the sword pool one after another, leaving only Lu Zizhan and Qing Zhou to stay inside the sword pool.

Lu Zizhan's appearance immediately attracted countless eyes.

The four Yuanying elders looked at Lu Zizhan with approving eyes, and nodded slightly.

"There is no doubt that the spirit sword has risen in one vein, there is a proud sky first, and now this junior can stay in the sword pool for half a year, and his future achievements will definitely be extraordinary. ”

"Well, the last person has also come out, this time the baptism of the sword pool is over, we should close the sword pool. ”

When the elders of Yuanying talked, they were going to close the sword pool, and the next baptism would not be until thirty years later.

"A few elders are slow, and there is still one person inside who has not come out. ”

Xiuxue Zhenren is in a hurry, Qingzhou was brought here by her, if Qingzhou is allowed to be locked up in the sword pool, she will eventually be lost in the internal space and will never be able to get out, how should she explain to Xiyuan Zhenren.

Lu Zizhan listened, his eyes were sharp, and he glanced around, "Could it be him?"

"Hmm, anyone else?"

Elder Yuanying asked suspiciously, then looked around, and finally his gaze fell on Xiuxue Zhenren.

"To tell you the truth, the disciple brought a nephew from a foreign sect here, he is not a disciple of the Imperial Sword Xuan, and he may have stayed in it for a long time. Xiuxue Zhenren explained.

"How is it possible, you mean, someone is still inside, he is not even from Yujian Xuan, Xiuxue, are you looking at flowers?"

Facing Elder Yuanying's questioning, Xiuxue Zhenren gritted her teeth and continued.

"The disciple can be sure that the junior has not yet come out. ”

"This is strange, is it possible that someone is not in the Imperial Sword Xuan, and can also practice a shocking swordsmanship, impossible, impossible. ”

The ancestors couldn't figure it out, but since there were still people inside, the sword pool couldn't be closed, so it had to continue to open.

Originally, the sword cultivation around was about to disperse, and when he heard that someone was still inside, he suddenly exploded, and when he heard that this person was not a fellow of the Imperial Sword Xuan, he was even more surprised, and wanted to take a look.

"I heard that this person's name is Qingzhou, and he is a rare sword cultivator among the younger generation of Ling Xiaoguan, and he once defeated Ji Qinglu of the Sword Pavilion lineage. ”

"No wonder it's sword cultivation, Ling Xiaoguan is a hodgepodge, Qingzhou is a new genius in the Sword Pavilion. ”

"No, this person is a Tiangui lineage sent to East Antarctica, and it is rumored that he is a disciple of Xiyuan Zhenren. ”

"Then it's no wonder that the real person who cherished the fate also experienced the baptism of the sword pool in his early years, and it is not surprising that the disciples who taught him performed like this. ”

"It's just that the baptism of the sword pool is our Imperial Sword Xuan's business, and this time it is not good to let an outsider be in the limelight after all. ”

"What are you afraid of, after accepting the inheritance, Zhengda Guangming defeated him, and he got back all the face. ”

Inside the inheritance space of the Sword Pond, Ilha Illasis continued to move forward, he walked through countless stars, experienced all kinds of strange scenes, there were girls embroidering, there were old people fishing, there were scribes splashing ink, and there were children playing football.

These inheritance scenes contain different true intent of the sword, and many of them are stronger than the old man's sword intent, but unfortunately they are not in line with Qingzhou's sword intent, so they have to give up.

Qingzhou came to a star again, two monks sat opposite each other, looking at each other, one of the monks howled loudly, tears rolled down, the other monk laughed loudly, constantly patting his abdomen, after a while, the crying monk turned into a smiling face, and the laughing monk cried again.

"This crying and laughing, is it happy or sad?"

Qing Zhou shook his head, the inheritance scene in front of him was inexplicable, and he couldn't even understand it, let alone understand anything from it.

Shaking his head, Qingzhou turned to leave, but a lightning bolt flashed through his mind, and suddenly countless scenes were connected.

In a certain inheritance scene, the huge human face constantly changes its expression, presenting joy, anger, sorrow, horror and sorrow one by one.

In a certain inheritance scene, the unsuccessful Xiucai laughed wildly, the bride on the sedan chair cried secretly, the victorious general was in high spirits, the bankrupt businessman was like ashes, and his life was varied.

In a certain inheritance scene, the funeral procession is mighty, a large group of filial sons and grandsons wear linen and filial piety, with different expressions on their faces, the eldest son is divided into the majority of the property, his heart is happy, but his face is strong and sad, the expression is very awkward, the second son has less property, his face is gloomy, the third daughter has been married, and she seems a little impatient, the fourth daughter is still a young child, her expression is innocent and romantic, and she is a little happy to see how many people are lively, and as for the other relatives, she is a little gloating.

"That's right, emotions. ”

These chaotic scenes, which seem to be incompatible, are fragmented pillars, but in fact, as long as they are strung together with a thread, they immediately become a complete necklace.

Life is short, filled with seven emotions and six desires, if you indulge in it, a hundred years will pass in a blink of an eye, and only endless regrets remain. There is a sword cultivation with great wisdom, seeing through the obstacles in the world, and entering the sword with love, there is the sword path of love. (To be continued.) )