Grandpa Sun dissipated, this time, it was really completely gone, what remained in place was a light cluster, I approached and could see clearly, inside the light cluster, there were three glowing translucent scrolls.

I reached out and took the ball of light in my hand, and when I spread it out again, it was gone, and this time, I knew where it was, it was in my head.

Grandpa Sun's departure didn't cause much turmoil in my heart, he died when he died, what I care about now is my life and revenge!

I sat quietly on the bed, and the ball of light was in my brain like a physical entity, and there were three scrolls on it, which I could open with a single thought. This feeling is very peculiar, as if you have a book in your head and you don't have to turn it through yourself. Strangely, there are only two of them I can open. The first one records the Ming Heavenly Formula, and the second one records the Six Soul Divisions*.

The Ming Tian Jue is a cultivation method, I must practice, and the Six Realms of Soul Separation*, which is related to my life and death, is even more unslack.

Mingtian Jue, lies in the inscription, this recipe seems to be specially created for us and other inscriptions, after the practice, you can condense the Yuan Shen scroll, and then practice, is to record the story, to the story as a perception, and to obtain the improvement of cultivation.

These six soul divisions* are also tailor-made for those who understand the Tao, practice the art of the soul, grow their souls, and then separate a trace and integrate them into the soul of the person they want to record, so that they can be like a third person, and they will no longer observe him all the time. The success of this technique depends on the strength of one's soul, and the more powerful it is, the more souls can be separated.

I don't know what the value of these two sets of methods is, and it doesn't say how far they can be cultivated, but just listening to Grandpa Sun's tone, it is not difficult to guess that they must be extremely powerful existences.

I walked into the practice room, lit the incense burner, and instead of practicing those two sets of exercises, I practiced the Qi Technique. Qiu Xi waved his hand and made it difficult for me to move, and it touched me a lot, this battle qi technique, I must practice it to the fullest!

How to control qi, what this Qi technique teaches is to use one's own qi as a guide to drive the surrounding qi and change its distribution and concentration. It's as if I pointed, and the qi in the air rubbed and formed sparks, which lit the incense burner, which changed the distribution of qi. My own spirit armor has changed the concentration of qi, and the power of the spirit armor is different depending on the concentration. But why my spirit armor is red, and Ah Hu's is black, I don't understand a little, but it is not difficult to analyze, this must have little to do with the concentration, it may be that the nature of my own spiritual root is different, so the nature of the traction qi is also different. \t\t\t\t\t\t\tThe spiritual root is divided into five elements, in fact, there are five elements with many people, just to see which one accounts for more, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, if there is more fire, then practice fire exercises, and you will get twice the result with half the effort. I've heard them say before that in this world, there are very few people who are born with a single-line spiritual root, or a double-line spiritual root, and this kind of person, if they practice exercises that match the nature of their spiritual root, they will be a thousand miles a day, of course, if not, they will be like waste, but this kind of person, it is difficult to find and not say, if there is, they will either be buried or taken away by the gate faction. There would be no such small sect as the Firmament Sect.

The Firmament Sect is a small sect, and when I first heard about it, I was a little surprised, but now that I think about it, it is true that there are only a few hundred inner disciples of the entire Firmament Sect, and as for the outer disciples, there are quite a lot, but basically, they are just miscellaneous servants. Hey, it's a pity that it's such a domineering name.

After practicing the Qi Technique all night, as soon as the morning came, I heard someone knocking on the door.

I got up and opened the door, and sure enough, it was him.

Qiu Xuan didn't talk nonsense, but when he saw me, he still nodded, and I nodded, so I followed him silently and followed him to get the blade.

"In the Firmament Sect, the inner disciple can wear a sword, and when he enters the inner gate, he has to go to the Hidden Sword Pavilion to choose his own blade. ”

Qiu Xuan seemed to be indifferent to me as before, and actually talked about the rules for me.

"When did you join the Firmament Sect?"

Qiu Xuan's back was stunned, but in an instant, he continued to walk forward as if he was fine.

"I entered the Thirteen Peaks fifteen years ago. ”

"You have a constant love in your heart, what kind of love is it?"

Qiu Xuan suddenly turned his head to stare at me, his face was a little gloomy, "In the future, don't ask again!"

I was expressionless, maybe this topic touched his bottom line, and we didn't talk anymore, just kept walking.

With Qiu Xuan's seven bends, he walked to the edge of the mountain. Qiu Xuan turned his head to look at me, and I shook my head.

"I'll follow myself. ”

Qiu Xuan didn't speak, he flew away, I also got up, followed him, I don't know how long it took to fly, Qiu Xuan stopped in front of a stone staircase, looked at me behind me, and seemed a little surprised why I could follow.

Walking up dozens of stone steps, there is the Hidden Sword Pavilion. The Tibetan Sword Pavilion is not a high-rise building, nor a thatched house, but a square stone building, with a height and width of more than ten zhang, and the whole stone building is impermeable, and even the door is not visible.

Qiu Xuan pinched a seal in his right hand, shook his hand and threw out a handprint on the stone building, and then bowed down and said, "Disciple Qiu Xuan, lead Zhang Fugui, a disciple of the inner sect of the Thirteen Peaks, to come and receive the blade!"

After the words fell for a long time, an old voice slowly came from the stone building: "Who is the disciple?"

"Thirteen Peaks Peak Lord Elder Qiuxi!"

"Why is there no way?"

"The disciple doesn't know!"

After a while, the voice sounded again: "Come in." The stone building shook violently, and a stone slowly sank to form a door.

Qiu Xuan got up and glanced at me, "Go in, remember, follow fate." ”

I didn't speak, and stepped in. As soon as I entered, a scream rushed like a tidal wave. It was as if I had been hit with a hammer in the chest, a mouthful of blood was already pouring down my throat, my ears were ringing, and my brain was even more dizzy.

"Quiet!"

A whisper, the screaming came to an abrupt end. I swallowed the blood in my throat and stared straight ahead.

"They're too lonely, don't care. The old voice sounded without apology.

With a low snort, I walked into the stone hall. In the stone building is a huge stone hall, and there are countless blades hanging on the walls around it, including swords, knives, guns, halberds, and countless others.

I looked around, pointed to a sword, and said coldly, "This one!"

"Young man, the killing blade, it looks and feels different!"

I was silent for a moment, then floated up and grabbed the sword I had just pointed at. I thought that the sword had a spirit and would escape, but I was wrong, and there was nothing surprising that the sword was grasped in my hand.

But just as I was about to pull it out, there was a sharp pain in my palm, and the sword had already returned to its original position.

"This sword is not for you!"

I frowned, my spiritual power worked, the wound in my palm gradually healed, and after a moment, I grabbed a long knife again.

I couldn't grasp this knife, not because I couldn't hold it tightly, but because there was a knife aura on it, and my palm couldn't get close to it at all.

"This knife is not suitable for you. ”

I gritted my teeth, reached out and grabbed a spear next to me, and with a roar, I was directly shocked and flew several feet, my blood surged, my face was pale, and I actually suffered some internal injuries.

"It seems that you are not qualified enough for this gun. ”

"Shut up!" I said coldly, the anger in my heart could no longer be endured, this was an outlet, and I would release my anger here! Eight months of meditation at the waterfall in the back mountain, just to meditate, at this moment, it seems that it is as fragile as the wings of a cicada.

The voice didn't sound again, and seemed to be shouted back by me, but I knew that he was just looking at me quietly and sneering in a place I couldn't see.

I floated in mid-air, and the murderous aura of my whole body was released, and the entire Hidden Sword Pavilion suddenly seemed to have become winter.

The murderous spirit is not that the more people you kill, the stronger it is, but it depends on how fierce and firm the murderous intent is!

My murderous intent is like to break through the sky!

At this moment, all the blades were trembling slightly, making a slight "buzzing" sword groan.

"Are you scared?" I said coldly.

"If you're afraid, then surrender!" I raised my head to the sky and roared, and all the blades and screams began again, as if they were responding to me, flying beside me one by one, surrounding me, flying in all directions.

I thought that was all, but in fact, there were still a hundred and ten blades, still hanging on the wall, some still trembling, as if struggling, and others, unmoved, as if disdainful.

I volleyed over to a lightly trembling sword, raised my hand, and slowly held it in my hand. It's not that I don't want those who don't move at all, but I know my own pounds, my limits, which are these trembling blades.

When I fell back to the ground, the murderous aura was withdrawn, and all the blades returned to their original positions, except for the sword in my hand!

This sword, I didn't pick it at random, but I felt it, it was absorbing my murderous energy, this trembling, not fear, but joy!

With a pale face, I stroked the scabbard, slowly grasped the hilt, and slowly pulled it out.

This sword is very thin, very cold, I can feel this strong feeling of coldness, with ruthlessness, with a thirst for killing!

An old man in gray appeared beside me at some point, looked at me, and sighed softly.

"You shouldn't have chosen this sword!"

"Why?" asked as I unsheathed my sword, expressionless.

"Because, it will lead you to a way to kill!"

With a sneer, I said softly, "That's right, what I want, that's exactly what I want!" But you're wrong, it's me, take it to kill!"

Laughing, I turned away, ignoring the old man in gray who shook his head repeatedly.

Out of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, I felt pain all over my body, when I looked closely, it turned out that the bare skin was full of small scars, which was injured by the military spirit inside, and I didn't feel it inside, and when I came out, it hurt. The spiritual power worked for a while, and the scars dissipated, only then did I realize that Qiu Xuan was still waiting there, I don't know how long I had been in, but it seemed that it had been half an hour.

"What sword did you take?"

Qiu Xuan saw me take out a sword, showing a hint of interest, and asked as soon as we met.

The corners of my mouth pulled slightly, and I put the sword horizontally, "Zheng", and the sword body was unsheathed!

"This sword is green throughout, as thin as cicada wings, with a hint of coldness, and a sense of bloodthirstiness, which is not bad. Qiu Xuan nodded, looked at me, and showed a hint of a smile.

"Is there a name?"

I shook my head, "I haven't named it yet, so why don't you name it." ”

Qiu Xuan, I am not so disgusted anymore, and he also deliberately expressed his kindness, I don't want to have one more enemy, when I burned Ping'an Village, there was no him among the people around.

Nodding, Qiu Xuan paused, "This sword is called Qing Zhan." ”

Name, I didn't care if I was satisfied, but I nodded.

"Okay, in the future, this sword is Qingzhan!"