On the eighth day of November, the beginning of winter. Suddenly, heavy snow fell in the Chihiro Mountains, covered in snow, and it was snow-white. The sword worship ceremony of the Qianxun Sword Sect was also held today.

Xiong Lin sat down on the third floor of the Heyi Building early in the morning, still by the window, but it was facing the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect. At this time, you can still see that from time to time there are streamers flying up the mountain. The sword worship ceremony of the Qianxun Sword Sect only hopes that the more lively the better, and no one will stop anyone who comes to visit.

It's just that Xiong Lin knows that this sword worship ceremony is not so simple, and there are many crises in it, and he doesn't dare to go to join in the fun.

It is also in this Qianxun City and Yilou, tasting a pot of wine and watching the excitement is the best choice.

"This fellow Daoist, is it convenient to share a table?" A greeting came, Xiong Lin withdrew his gaze from the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect, and in a blink of an eye, he was a chubby monk, with a fat body trembling and a pair of small eyes shining, and he was smiling at Xiong Lin at this time, as if waiting for a reply.

Obviously, Xiong Lin is not the only self-aware monk, and the monks in the Yilou are also full at this time, all of whom want to watch the excitement on the periphery.

And because Xiong Lin came early, the position he occupied was quite good, looking out of the window, facing the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect. He was sitting alone, so it was no wonder that someone would come up and share the table.

"All brothers in the four seas, let's share a table and make friends......" The little fat man saw that Xiong Lin did not agree, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, okay, make a friend, fellow Daoists, please sit down......" Xiong Lin looked at each other, and suddenly remembered a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, the little fat man Pang Tong.

He faintly came from the person in front of him. I saw the shadow of Pang Tong.

"Daoyou is really refreshing, you friend. I handed over ...... Hu Yuan" The little fat man grinned, hugged his fists and saluted, and then sat down opposite Xiong Lin, "I don't know what to call you?"

"In Xia Xionglin, I've seen Hu Daoyou...... Xiong Lin also arched his hand and said with a smile.

"Xiong Daoyou's location is really good, it's just right for watching the excitement......" Hu Yuan turned his head and looked through the window at the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect. Said with a smile.

"If you want to see the excitement, why don't Hu Daoyou go up the mountain to see it, it should be more lively......" Xiong Lin said with a chuckle.

"Hehe, I want to see the excitement, but I don't want to be the excitement that others watch. Hu Yuan smiled, blinked and said, "Isn't Xiong Daoyou the same?"

Xiong Lin smiled slightly and didn't say anything. He just turned his head to look in the direction of the Chihiro Sword Sect.

"It seems that there are still a lot of discerning people, and perhaps most people also know the danger, but they are either confident or lucky......"

Looking at the retreat that was still flying towards the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect from time to time, Xiong Lin thought to himself.

It's noon in the blink of an eye. There were dark clouds in the sky, and heavy snow began to fall again.

"Yin ......" Suddenly a sword roared like a dragon roaring into the sky, and a cyan sword light rushed out from the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect, turned in the air, and rushed into the dark clouds that were piling up all over the sky.

"This is about to begin......" Xiong Lin said secretly in his heart. The eyes of the city and the mountains were also attracted.

I saw the cyan sword light. Rushed into the dark clouds, turned into a green dragon, churning, tearing the dark clouds, as if to disperse the dark clouds in the sky.

"......" Everyone was looking at the green dragon in the clouds, only to hear another sword roar, Qingyue was like a phoenix, a red sword light flew out from the mountain gate of the Thousand Mountains Sword Sect, and turned into a flame-filled Vermilion Bird out of thin air, and also flew into the clouds, the flames passed through, and the dark clouds evaporated.

"Green Dragon...... Suzaku ...... It should be the Five Directions and Five Elements Sword Formation......" On the other side, Hu Yuan looked at the blue dragon sword light and the Vermilion Bird sword light in the sky, and said with a smile, as if talking to himself, and as if he was talking to Xiong Lin.

Before the words of "Roar ......" fell, there was another sword roar, like a tiger's roar, a platinum sword light flew out from the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect, turning into a white tiger, and swooped straight into the dark clouds in the sky, and the sword qi swept and tore countless dark clouds.

Immediately after, two more sword roars were like beast roars, a black and blue sword light rushed into the sky, turning into a Xuanwu, and an earthy yellow sword light turned into a unicorn.

Xuanwu and unicorn also threw themselves into the dark clouds in the sky.

Up and down Chihiro Mountain, on the mountain, in the city, countless people looked up at the sky. Looking at the five sword lights, they turned into five rui beasts, and in the dark clouds in the sky, they formed a five-way five-element sword formation, and the five-colored sword qi crisscrossed and criss-crossed, tearing all the dark clouds in the sky on the spot.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, the sky is clear. The dark clouds dispersed, the wind and snow were gone, and it was noon, and the scorching sun covered by the dark clouds suddenly appeared.

The golden sunlight shone down, like a golden pillar of light, enveloping the Chihiro Mountain Range for thousands of miles.

"Hey, Chihiro, five directions and five elements...... It seems that the Qianxun Sword Sect is not unprepared!" Hu Yuan picked up a glass of spirit wine and tasted it, shook his head and said.

Xiong Lin was slightly stunned when he heard this, looked at the other party and asked, "Hu Daoyou, I understand these five directions and five elements, it should refer to the five elements sword formation in the sky, but what does Qianyu Qianxun mean?"

"Hehe, Qianyu Qianxun, Laizhou Qianyu Sword, Liangzhou Qianxun Sword, this family was six thousand years ago......" Hu Yuan shook his head and said, "This five-element five-sided sword formation can be transformed into a five-way Rui Beast, and it can't be done unless the five god cultivators, if there is no help from the Qianyu Sword Sect, the Qianxun Sword Sect alone will definitely not be able to do it!"

"It seems that because of a Xuanhuang sword, Qianyu Qianhiro is going to merge into one again......" Hu Yuan drank another glass of wine, shook his head and said, "This is not good." ”

"Five Transformation Cultivators!" Xiong Lin knew for the first time that in addition to the Qianxun Sword Sect, there was also a Thousand Feather Sword Sect, but what shocked him even more was that the Heavenly Five Directions and Five Elements Sword Formation was actually placed by the five Transformation God Cultivators.

"They're demonstrating......" Xiong Lin looked up at the sky, and the five-way rui beast transformed by the five elements sword light was frolicking and churning in the air......

"Fellow Daoists, sword cultivators, sincerity in the sword is also ......" In the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect, a purple sword light flew up, and an old man in a purple robe stood out of thin air, and said to the people who were all over the mountains and the city: "Today, I Qianxun Sword Sect, I have a sword to open the sky, and the one named Xuanhuang should be the ancestor of the sword of my Langluo realm, the sect of the sword......"

"Who is this person?" Xiong Lin asked, looking at the purple-robed old man who was standing out of thin air and talking eloquently.

"He is the head of the Qianxun Sword Sect, known as the Zixiao Sword Monarch......" Hu Yuan replied casually.

Xiong Lin glanced at the other party, and suddenly said strangely: "Hu Daoyou seems to know a lot?"

"Hehe, it's just that I have walked more places, and I know more......" Hu Yuan said with slight pride, "Don't look at me, I only have to build a foundation and cultivate, I have been to three of the eight major states in the world, and I have walked through five of the seventy-two small states!"

"There are many places to go, and there is nothing else, but I have a lot of knowledge," Hu Yuan said with a smile......

Xiong Lin was slightly stunned, looking at the other party with suspicion, the other party is just a foundation building cultivator, can he walk through so many places?

"Please sword!" Without waiting for Xiong Lin to ask again, Zixiao Sword Monarch had already finished speaking, and the last long roar, like a dragon chanting and a phoenix, spread for thousands of miles.

At this time, the five-colored sword light of the five-sided five-element sword array in the air turned into a rui beast, and suddenly at the same time raised its head to the sky and roared, the sword roared, the rui beast roared, and countless five-colored sword lights rushed into the sky, and then turned into a five-colored light rain and fell.

The five-colored light and rain are all awe-inspiring sword qi, with the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect as the center, falling all over a radius of thousands of miles.

It is like a blooming flower, but with a deadly killing intention.

Where the five-colored sword qi fell, in the surrounding mountains and voids, a few muffled snorts came out one after another, and even more voids directly sprinkled a piece of blood light, and then more than a dozen figures flew out from the mountains and the void respectively, and quickly fled into the distance.

This is a monk who is hiding around, plotting against him, forced out by the five god monks, and even more directly killed, so that there will be blood light falling in the void, that is, the person hiding in the void was killed, and even the corpse capital was lost in the void.

The swordsman, the soldier of the murderer. Sword cultivation has never been a soft man. This is to clean up the hidden misdeeds, and it is also killing chickens and monkeys.

The Qianxun Sword Sect obviously also knew that this sword worship ceremony was full of dangers, but they explained their meaning with this behavior: if you come to watch the ceremony, you are welcome, and if there is any misconduct, you will wash the sword with blood!

"Hey, the ceremony hasn't started yet, let'......s wash it with blood first," Hu Yuan shook his head and said, "I saw a river of blood." ”

Saying that, Hu Yuan got up suddenly, his face was serious, he looked at Xiong Lin and said: "Xiong Daoyou, you and I are drinking at the same table, and we are also friends, please listen to me, this place is about to flow into a river of blood, it is better to get out of it early." ”

"Hu Daoyou, why do you say this?" Xiong Lin was slightly stunned.

"You and I have a friendship, and you can get this sentence, believe it or not, but I want to go first......" Hu Yuan was careless, shook his head, and went downstairs directly.

"A river of blood?" Xiong Lin shook his head, there may be a big chaos, but it is really unimaginable that there is a river of blood, not to mention that he is just watching the excitement in Qianxun City at this time, and he is still far away from the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect, and he can't even see the specific situation of the Qianxun Sword Sect Mountain Gate now.

I only heard Zixiao Sword Monarch's sentence 'please sword', but I couldn't see how this sword was invited, and I don't know if it was invited out now......

"At this time, up and down the mountain, I'm afraid there are no less than a million cultivators, how many people should die before the blood flows into a river?" Xiong Lin remembered that at the beginning of Jiuli Mountain, the blood river was in the sky, and countless blood Shura were killed, and that killing was called a river of blood.

This time, at most, it's just a sword, and can you kill a river of blood?

Xiong Lin suppressed the faint uneasiness in his heart, sat on the third floor of the Heyi Building, and did not leave. Or always pay attention to the situation of the Qianxun Sword Sect Mountain Gate.

At this time, countless cheers faintly came from the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect, this should be the Xuanhuang Sword invited out, right?

"Worship the sword ......" Zixiao Sword Monarch's voice came from the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect again.

"Worship the sword...... Worship the sword...... Worship the sword ......" The tsunami-like cheers of the mountain came from the mountain gate of the Qianxun Sword Sect. Qianxun Sword Sect once said that it would invite 10,000 sword cultivators from all over the world to worship the Xuanhuang Sword together, is this the cheer of 10,000 sword cultivators?

"Why hasn't there been any movement yet?Could it be that the Qianxun Sword Sect is fully prepared and has already solved all the crises?" Xiong Lin listened to the cheers on the mountain, and wondered if he was too careful.

"If that's the case, it's a good show!" Xiong Lin said secretly in his heart. (To be continued......)

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