Chapter 11: The Spiritual Spring

In the Kunlun Sanqing Palace, a light flashed, like going straight to the sky, a red imprint under the plaque of the Sanqing Hall began to slowly show, it was the looming light that was seen in the Baili floating life, the red mark under the plaque in the sky quietly turned into a woman's figure appeared in front of the Sanqing Palace, and the woman hurriedly walked to the Xuantian Palace where the head Shangguan Bingyan lived. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The woman stood outside the gate of Xuantian Palace, bent down slightly, and said in a slightly hurried tone, "Master, Xuanyuan Sword seems to have reacted." ā€

In the Xuantian Palace, Shangguan Bingyan heard the woman's voice, his closed eyes opened in an instant, and when he heard the words "Xuanyuan Sword", Shangguan Bingyan's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly walked to the place where the woman's voice came from outside the gate of Xuantian Palace.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, and Shangguan Bingyan's tone at the moment was the same, "Qingyi, do you feel Xuanyuan Sword's reaction?"

Tsing Yi nodded and said firmly, "Yes, Master." ā€

Shangguan Bingyan waved his hand and said, "Let's go, you go to the Kunlun Secret Realm with me to have a look." ā€

Two rays of light flashed in the sky, heading straight for the legendary Kunlun Secret Realm Xuanyuan Sword Seal - the Millennium Xuanbing Lake.

The thousand-year-old Xuanbing Lake is the spiritual flow of the ancestor Qing Xuanzhen from the nine lakes of Shenzhou with spiritual power, and there are many mysteries that the world does not know, outside the thousand-year-old Xuanbing Lake, it is a small mountain formed by the enchantment, where there is a spirit beast Lu Wu guarding, and it also manages the nine domains in the sky. Lu Wu has a tiger face, tiger claws, and nine tails. The mole in the mountains likes to eat people. It has four horns and looks like a big goat when it is quiet. There is also a big bird called Qinyuan growing in the mountain, shaped like a wasp, similar in size to a mandarin duck, if Qinyuan stings other birds and beasts, these birds and beasts will die, if they sting trees, these trees will also die, people encounter it more auspicious and less, Lu Wu is an ancient spirit animal, with two spiritual senses, one good and one evil, and then under another opportunity, Lu Wu was saved by the ancestor of Kunlun Qingxuan Zhenren, and the evil spirit consciousness was degreed, in order to repay the life-saving grace of Qingxuan Zhenren, he became a spiritual beast guarding Kunlun in the Kunlun secret realm.

In the thousand-year-old Xuanbing Lake, if ordinary people or disciples with low cultivation mistakenly break here, they will immediately become an ice sculpture, and there is also a curse mark carved by the Qing Xuanzhen here, and the center of the thousand-year-old Xuanbing Lake is the magic sword Xuanyuan that has been sealed for seven hundred and seventy years, and ten iron chains made of ten thousand years of Xuanyuan are wrapped around the Xuanyuan Sword, and Lu Wu is guarding in front of the secret realm gate of the thousand-year-old Xuanbing Lake.

Shangguan Bingyan and Tsing Yi went straight down from above the clouds and landed in front of the door of the secret realm, at this moment, Lu Wu greeted them as if he had seen an old friend, and then looked closely at the depths of the secret realm, the spirit beast Lu Wu seemed to feel the reaction of Xuanyuan Sword as if he was with the sword spirit Tsing Yi.

Shangguan Bingyan and Tsing Yi walked towards the depths of the secret realm, and when they passed by the spirit beast Lu Wu, they also bent their heads slightly, expressing their respect for the ancient spirit beast Lu Wu.

Entering the thousand-year-old Xuanbing Lake, a sound of tearing iron chains resounded through the thousand-year-old Xuanbing Lake in the entire secret realm, at this moment, not far from the head of Kunlun, Shangguan Bingyan and the sword spirit Qingyi, a golden-colored thousand-year-old sword glowed with golden light, ready to move.

The sword spirit Qingyi, who used to be a Hui Yi Sword, saw through Xuanyuan Sword's reaction at this moment at a glance, and said anxiously, "Master, this Xuanyuan Sword seems to have recognized the master, could it be that Nangong Xun has really been resurrected?"

Shangguan Bingyan shook his head, denied Tsing Yi's statement, and said, "The spirit vulture of the Immortal Grass Hall, in the Yuan Mind Realm, did not see the breath of the Yin Yang Demon Ding, the Demon Sect should not have found the Yin Yang Demon Ding, how can Nangong Xun be resurrected? ā€

Tsing Yi also began to feel that there was something strange about this, and said anxiously, "Master, what should we do now?"

"There is something strange about the awakening of the Xuanyuan Sword this time, but I still have to control this monster Xuanyuan first, and I will first inject spiritual power into the sword qi emitted by this monster. Shangguan Bing's tone was resolute, he sat cross-legged, clasped his hands, and injected his spiritual power into the Xuanyuan Sword.

After a while, the Xuanyuan Sword that emitted golden light began to gradually lose its reaction, and the sound of tearing the Xuanyuan chain also stopped.

Shangguan Bingyan's spiritual power consumption was serious, he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were no longer bloody, and he said suspiciously, "The sword qi of this Xuanyuan Sword is still so strong, Tsing Yi, you go and investigate it secretly, and look at the recent movements of the Demon Sect, this time the awakening of the Xuanyuan Sword must be prevented, my spiritual power has suffered a serious loss, it seems that I am going to retreat and cultivate for a while, Kunlun will be handed over to you and my junior brother Zhou Qingzhi first." ā€

Tsing Yi said respectfully, "Yes, boss, I will investigate this matter." ā€

In the early morning, the morning sun shone on the corner of the sky, as calm as usual, as if last night's events had not happened.

With a shout, Baili Fusheng woke up from his dream, opened his eyes, and a hideous face, two rows of fangs, across his eyes, Baili Fusheng was frightened and shouted;

"Giggle ......" a burst of laughter came.

Baili Fusheng was not easy to calm down, and then he saw clearly that it was Senior Brother He Yaochen in front of him, at this moment he was holding a hideous mask on his head, teasing himself, Baili Fusheng said helplessly, "Senior Brother He." ā€

Hearing Baili Fusheng's words, He Yaochen took off the mask, looked the mask up and down again, and then said with a puzzled expression, "Senior brother, how did you recognize me?"

Baili Fusheng said "Nuo", and pointed to the jade pendant on He Yaochen's body, which was a token of the new disciple of the inner courtyard, and the jade pendant was engraved with the word "Yao".

He Yaochen patted his forehead and sighed, muttering in his mouth, "Do everything possible, there will always be a mistake." ā€

Seeing He Yaochen's appearance at this moment, Baili Fusheng couldn't help but smile a little, and then asked slightly, "Senior brother, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" He Yaochen smiled, then his face turned grim, and he said in a frowning voice, "What do you say when the day dawns?" Get up quickly, I will go with you to the unfrozen spring to fetch water." ā€

Baili was stunned for a moment, and said strangely, "Senior brother, do you really want to go with me?"

He Yaochen said, "Of course, this is what I promised you last night, hey, you kid is still lying in bed?"

Baili Fusheng hurriedly answered, got down from the other corner of the bed, and put on his clothes.

He Yaochen pointed to the two wooden barrels outside the door and said indifferently, "Senior brother, pick it up, let's go." ā€

The wooden barrel outside the door has two round edges, divided into three sections, the wooden barrel is not big, it is similar to what he saw when he was in Shennong's village, Baili Fusheng walked in front of the wooden barrel, and when he was ready to pick it up, he felt that the weight seemed to be thirty catties, Shennong's wooden barrel ten combined, probably only so heavy, Baili Fusheng slowly picked it up, and followed He Yaochen to the unfrozen spring.