"Grandpa, what is the Shura Tower?"

Jian Qingyu looked at Jian Yuesheng in surprise. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The Shura Pagoda is a tall tower located in the depths of the Ancient Chan Mountain Range, where it came from and when it appeared, all five people know!"

Jian Yuesheng smiled and said: "The material of the Shura Pagoda is also extremely special, no matter who it is, it can't hurt it in the slightest, and it can't move it in the slightest!"

"Legend has it that the Great War of the Ancients 100,000 years ago, and the Ancient Great War of the Ancients, were all fought for the Shura Tower!"

"Shura Pagoda opens once every three hundred and sixty years, and the tower has its own world, with all kinds of unexpected treasures and tricks, and anyone who can come out of it alive will definitely improve in strength!"

"Yes, every time the Shura Pagoda is opened, there will be a large number of innate masters entering it, not hesitating life and death, and taking a chance!"

"What's the matter? Qingyu Xian, you also want to study Rota?"

Lin Caicheng smiled and looked at Jian Qingyudao.

"Hmm!"

Jian Qingyu nodded hurriedly, he didn't want to miss the opportunity once in three hundred and sixty years!

Lin Caicheng shook his head with a smile and said: "Qingyu Xian nephew, your cultivation is still weak now, even if you enter the Shura Tower, you can only break through on the first layer, and you won't get any big opportunities, with your talent, it won't be long before you can break through to the Spirit Casting Period, why take this risk!"

"With Yu'er's strength, if you can break through to the middle stage of the innate stage, and then hold the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword and break through the Shura Tower, you may have something to gain!"

Jian Yuesheng said with a smile.

Lin Caicheng was slightly stunned, and Jian Qingyu also looked at Jian Yuesheng in some surprise.

Jian Qingyu knew very well that he had only broken through to the early stage of innate for a short time, and if he wanted to go further, it would be impossible without several years of hard work!

However, what Jian Qingyu was even more surprised by was the "Heavenly Falling Divine Sword" in Jian Yuesheng's mouth!

The name of the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword, he has heard it since he was a child, and the swordsmen and warriors of the mainland are all highly respected, but no one knows where the sword is!

"Could it be that the sword is here with grandpa?"

Jian Qingyu secretly said in his heart: "If the Heavenly Falling God Sword is really that powerful, why don't you let Senior Lin hold on to it and directly kill that Dao Sect Ancestor?"

"You want to use the art of empowerment!"

Lin Boying's face was extremely ugly, and there was already anger looming in his eyes!

"I'm already a wasted person, and now that the deadline is approaching, time is running out, so it's better to give this body cultivation to Yu'er and help him!"

The sword moon rises to the secluded path.

When Jian Qingyu heard this, his face changed, and he couldn't help but remember that since he and the others arrived, his grandfather had been sitting like this, motionless.

His eyes couldn't help but fall on Jian Yuesheng's legs, and he exclaimed, "Grandpa, your legs!"

"Thirteen years ago, in that big battle, I broke both legs!"

Jian Yuesheng smiled and said: "But I can live to this day, and I am also comforted to see you grow up!"

"What kind of bastard are you talking about!"

Lin Boying's face was full of anger: "With the old man here, I will be able to ensure that you live to be more than a hundred years old!"

"Don't forget, your dream has not been completed, and the Sword Forge City has not been recaptured, how can you give up at this time!"

"Senior brother, people are born with a life, how can birth, old age, sickness and death be forced?"

Jian Yuesheng smiled and said, "Even if you lose your vitality and keep me alive for a few more years, what good will it be, it is better to fulfill me and let me help Yu'er!

Lin Boying was silent, his expression was sad, Jian Yuesheng turned his head to look at Jian Qingyu, and said, "Yu'er, the Sword Family was defeated by me and your father, you must take it back, otherwise we will be ashamed of the ancestors of the Sword Family!"

"Grandpa, I don't want your cultivation!"

Tears welled up in Jian Qingyu's eyes, and he knelt down in front of Jian Yue's couch, shook his head and said, "I want you to live well and see your grandson recapture Sword Casting City and revitalize the Sword Family!"

"Good boy!"

Jian Yuesheng held Jian Qingyu's hair, tears appeared in his eyes, but his eyes looked at Lin Boying again, and said, "Senior brother, I have never asked for someone in my life, this last wish ......"

Before Jian Yuesheng's words fell, Lin Boying had already made a move, slapped his palm on Jian Qingyu's shoulder, and said categorically: "Senior brother, you are the head of the Jian family, proud of the mainland, why do you need people!"

As he spoke, Lin Boying's eyes also burst into tears, and he turned around and walked out of the house quickly.

Lin Caicheng also stood up, bowed deeply to Jian Yuesheng, and then walked out of the bamboo house quickly and closed the door!

In the bamboo house, Jian Qingyu knelt down in front of Jian Yue's ascension, looking anxious, but he couldn't move, and he couldn't even make a sound!

"Yu'er!"

Jian Yuesheng looked at Jian Qingyu, took out a quaint silver ring from the finger of his left hand, and put it on Jian Qingyu's hand.

Immediately, Jian Yuesheng grabbed his right hand, and a blood line appeared on the silver ring, and the blood line converged and surfaced out of the ring, turning into a drop of bright red blood.

As soon as Jian Yuesheng grasped his right hand, the blood quickly flew into his palm and disappeared. 1

"This ring is called Qinglan Ring, it is a treasure obtained by the ancestors of the Sword Family in the Shura Tower, there is a space in the ring, as long as the blood is dripping to recognize the master, you can use it to store items!"

As he spoke, Jian Yuesheng had already pierced the tip of Jian Qingyu's right finger, dripping a drop of blood on the silver ring!

The blood dripped on it, and it quickly blended into it, and Jian Qingyu and that Qinglan Ring gave birth to a strange sense out of thin air.

"There's a space in the ring?"

Thinking of Jian Yuesheng's words, Jian Qingyu's thoughts moved, and a dark space of ten zhang in size appeared in his mind.

Although it was dark all around, Jian Qingyu could clearly see everything in this space, even a speck of dust could see it very clearly!

However, to Jian Qingyu's surprise, there were a large number of pure gold chests neatly placed in this space, and the boxes were full of treasure secrets!

"The treasure of Sword Casting City, which those people have been chasing for more than ten years, is in this Qinglan Ring!"

Jian Yuesheng smiled lightly: "Qinglan recognises the Lord, after wearing it on your finger, it will melt into the flesh and blood of your finger, which is invisible to the naked eye!"

Jian Qingyu looked at the Qinglan ring in surprise, and sure enough, he found that the Qinglan ring slowly faded, and then disappeared, but he could clearly feel that the Qinglan ring was indeed still on his finger!

"The Heavenly Fall Divine Sword has been hidden in the Sword Mountain Furnace of Sword Casting City!"

Jian Yuesheng showed a divine look on his face, and said slowly: "According to ancient legends, there are five great divine beasts sleeping on the mainland, the Qinglong Divine Beast sleeping in the Hidden Dragon Abyss, the White Tiger Divine Beast sleeping in the Ancient Chan Mountain Range, the Fire Phoenix Divine Beast sleeping in the Red Fire Pool, the Xuanwu Divine Beast sleeping in the Xuanwu Pool in the Extreme North, and the Qilin Divine Beast sleeping in the Sword Mountain Furnace of Sword Casting City!"

"Since ancient times, our sword family has been the guardian family of the Qilin Divine Beast, and there is a red jade jue engraved with a yellow unicorn pattern in the Qinglan Ring, called Qilin Jade, which is the key to open the sleeping place of the Qilin Divine Beast, and the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword is hidden in it!"

"The map is in the Qinglan Ring, after your realm is stable, you can go to Sword Casting City, secretly sneak into the Sword Mountain Furnace, and take out the Skyfall Divine Sword. At that time, even if you are a master of the late stage of congenital, there will be few people who will be your opponents!"

As soon as the words fell, Jian Yuesheng's aura quickly rose, and his body was shrouded in dark golden light, and the fierce and powerful aura spread!

Jian Qingyu's face showed an anxious look, and she wanted to struggle, but she couldn't move, seeing Jian Yuesheng's palm slowly pressing against her head!

In an instant, Jian Qingyu felt the thick and pure innate Gang Qi pouring into his body, and the innate Gang Qi in his body couldn't help but operate!

Immediately, more and more innate qi poured into the body, and after running in the body of Jian Qingyu for a week, it entered the dantian of Jian Qingyu like a hundred rivers entering the sea!

As this huge and pure innate Gang Qi continued to enter the body, Jian Qingyu's calm dantian also quickly rotated, and the white Gang Qi gradually became bright!

Gradually, a sense of exhaustion hit his heart, and Jian Qingyu's consciousness began to become chaotic......

The night is getting darker, the cold wind is howling, and the snowflakes are starting to fall slowly again.

Lin Boying and Lin Caicheng stood silently outside the door, but their eyes were staring at the bamboo house tightly, and their eyes were already full of sadness and sorrow.

Jian Yuesheng is now over ninety years old, and if he passes on his cultivation to Jian Qingyu, the result is self-evident.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, but Lin Caicheng's body was still standing straight, and his eyes seemed to pass through the door and see the old man who made him full of respect.

Lin Boying's body couldn't help but stiffen up, but her eyes were full of sadness, and at this moment, she seemed to be aging for dozens of years in an instant, like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes!

In the bamboo house, the aura of Jian Qingyu slowly climbed, but Jian Yuesheng's face became more and more pale......