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Qingyun Sect.

Nine immortal mountains are all thousands of feet high, straight to the sky, this is a piece of fairy blessed land, there are fairy xia falling, such as silk ten thousand wisps, clouds and mist rise, manifest all kinds of weather.

Qi Tian and the two walked in it, feeling a depressing atmosphere, the air was a little viscous, the breeze was not strong, even the spirit streams were not alarmed, the beasts were dormant, the spirit birds stopped, and they did not dare to be presumptuous in the air.

Eight vein disciples, Qi Tian and the two of them saw a lot, but they ignored the two, and some people sneered a few times and left directly.

Sword Peak.

It's as quiet as a few days ago, just a little more popular.

Popularity!

Qi Tian and the others glanced at each other, a little surprised, Jian Feng, but often did not see a single eight-vein disciple for several months, but now he has a lot of popularity, obviously, in the few days that the two of them left, many people have been on Jian Feng.

In front of the purple bamboo forest, the two met the Ming Daoist.

Seeing that the Taoist was leaning against a purple bamboo, he squinted his eyes slightly, grabbed the wine gourd in his hand, and poured it into his mouth without a mouthful.

"It's back. ”

Seeing that the Taoist opened one eye and closed it again, in front of him, there was a pile of lower grade spirit stones, all of which were two rows of gold and earth, there were hundreds of pieces, in addition, there were several spirit grasses, all of which were a hundred years old.

After a few breaths, several Taoists walked out of the purple bamboo forest one after another, each with a satisfied look, and the purple light in their hands was full of purple light, but it was a piece of purple bamboo.

Everyone threw down ten lower grade spirit stones, and without looking at Qi Tian and the others, they walked past the two of them and went down to the Sword Peak.

At this moment, the lower grade spirit stones in front of the Ming Dao people had reached one hundred and fifty pieces.

Yun Fei hesitated a little and said, "Master, you are—"

Seeing that the Taoist didn't speak, with a wave of his hand, one hundred and fifty spirit stones, one hundred of which fell in front of Yun Fei, fifty earth spirit stones, fifty golden spirit stones, and in front of Qi Tian, there were fifty golden spirit stones.

"Half a year later, Jiufeng Xiaobi. ”

Jiufeng Xiaobi and Qi Tian were stunned.

Yun Fei hesitated a little and said, "With our Sword Peak?"

Seeing that the Taoist glanced at him and said, "What do you say?"

Swallowing his saliva, Yun Fei pointed to the spirit stone on the ground and said, "Master, you won't just give us such a little spirit stone to improve our cultivation." ”

Seeing that the Taoist was glaring at him, the four spiritual grasses were put away by him.

"Lingcao, wait until you have condensed the sword fetus and use it again, rest for half a day, go to the back mountain to find me, gourd, get up!"

A wine gourd the size of a hill carried the Mingjian Taoist away, and the mist sprinkled down, splashing the two of them.

In front of the house.

Qi Tian and the two sat opposite each other, a few wine gourds were placed on the stone table, the breeze was blowing in the purple bamboo forest, and the fragrance of meat was overflowing.

"Jiufeng Xiaobi, it is a competition of the seventeenth generation, the seventeenth generation is more late, the cultivation is not high, and the guidance received by Ping Yu is also less, few people break into the realm of knowing the gods, in previous years, it was once every three years, when I started, I was fortunate to observe it once, but I didn't expect that this time we Jianfeng would also participate. ”

Yun Fei smiled bitterly, looked at the pile of spirit stones piled up next to him, and said, "When I came back this time, I always felt that something was wrong with the master, and the entire sect was also a little wrong. ”

After taking a sip of purple bamboo brew, Qi Tian said: "The soldiers will come to block, and the water will come to cover the earth, since the master has exchanged it for us for a spirit stone, there is still half a year to go, we will try to improve our cultivation as much as possible, and I will also try to condense the sword fetus and taste the taste of the thunder tribulation." ”

Qi Tian said, there was a sharp aura in his eyes, and two pure golden yin and yang fish flowed endlessly, seeing these eyes, Yun Fei couldn't help but be shocked.

"Senior brother, do you remember what you once said?"

After a few breaths of silence, Yun Fei nodded heavily, and said: "Yes, Jiufeng Xiaobi, Jiufeng Xiaobi, I don't believe it, in the past half a year, I still can't condense the sword fetus, the Fadao Immortal Vein, what!"

The two wine gourds were raised, and the purple bamboo brew rolled down, and both of them felt the qi and blood in their bodies churning, and their hearts were surging.

"Senior brother, let's compare the strength of our feet!"

The wine gourd shattered, and Yun Fei stepped on his feet, his body like a sword, shooting forward.

Qi Tian laughed, the innate sword qi roared in the sea of dantian qi, all the way up to the ninety-eight building, there was a sharp qi spread all over the body, it seemed that every piece of skin and flesh was integrated into the sharp qi.

The next moment, Qi Tian stepped out, and the whole person suddenly appeared two zhang away, without using any Dao tricks.

At the same time, Qi Tian also gradually felt that as the Xuanjian Master's wisp of innate sword qi entered his body, it became more and more difficult for him to use the Dao technique, and it was almost difficult to use it.

The two of them walked one after the other, a few feet apart, and in the end, they almost walked side by side.

Back Mountain.

In front of the fairy waterfall, he saw the Taoist sitting cross-legged on the big bluestone, he looked at the fairy waterfall in front of him, his body was motionless, like a stone statue, the dust was sealed for endless years, without a trace of life.

The water vapor is thick, in front of the fairy waterfall, the Taoist glow is reflected, and the Taoist is clearly standing in the glow, and the Taoist robe is drumming, as if he wants to ride the wind.

"Master!"

At this moment, seeing that the Taoist moved, he raised his sword finger and slashed towards the immortal waterfall in front of him.

This sword came out, purple gas filled the sky, there was a heat wave rolling, and a blazing sharp qi went straight to the sky, shattering the clouds and mist of the void, and the glow dissipated, revealing a blue sky.

A hundred zhang long purple fire sword gang erupted, and at this moment, Qi Tian and the others almost had an illusion, as if what appeared in front of them was not a sword gang, but boundless purple fire, burning mountains and boiling seas, and even their minds were almost burning.

The air twisted and shattered, and within a hundred feet, there was a vacuum.

Boom -

There was a roar that shook the sky, and the vacuum could not be stopped, Qi Tian and the two of them turned pale, and retreated several zhang at the same time, and the sword warp was running, resisting this terrifying sound wave.

"Is this the sword momentum?"

Qi Tian muttered, this sword was beyond his imagination, and the Baizhang Immortal Waterfall was separated by a sword.

In the sea of dantian qi, the innate sword qi hummed and roared, and the sharp qi was agitated, making Qi Tian barely calm down.

The immortal waterfall was separated by a sword of the Ming Daoist, and the sharp qi was blocked, revealing a secret cave, and above the entrance of the cave, three quaint characters were imprinted.

Burial Sword Pool!

As soon as he saw these three big words, Qi Tian was shocked, and his state of mind that had just calmed down once again set off turbulent waves.

The three words kept changing in Qi Tian's eyes, and finally turned into three golden divine swords, each sword was filled with boundless sharp qi, this sharp edge was unstoppable, it seemed that between heaven and earth, there were only these three divine swords left, and even the sky was blocked by this sharp qi.

Among the three swords, two swords fell, fiercely submerging into Qi Tian's eyes, and one sword slowly dissipated, and finally did not take shape.

Poof――

After retreating a few feet, Qi Tian spit out a mouthful of reverse blood, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

On the side, Yun Fei also vomited out of the blood, sat down cross-legged, ran the sword meridian, and didn't dare to look at it again.

The blood was churning all over his body, and in the sea of dantian qi, the innate sword qi trembled, and the wisp of golden yellow in the center seemed to be a few points brighter than before.

Half an hour later, Qi Tian woke up from meditation, and he felt more and more the strength of his body, and the sharp qi was constantly infiltrating into every piece of flesh and skin with the opening of the Dao aperture, and he did not let go of his internal organs.

"These three words, five thousand years ago, the year of the Xuanjian Patriarch was engraved with the finger of the sword, these three swords, containing the Xuanwu sword, can imprint the mind, it is good for you to comprehend the sword rhyme, you can take a look at it more in the future, you can speed up the enlightenment. ”

Seeing that the Taoist glanced at Qi Tian and said, "It's just that you have to suffer a little, and every time you come to enlightenment, it's like a divine sword piercing your heart." ”

Qi Tian was silent, he felt the horror of the three swords, and even, now, he didn't even have the qualifications to lead the third sword to kill.

Qualification!

Then, he raised his head, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked at the three big characters again, and in his eyes, two yin and yang fish rotated, and at this moment, it seemed that something had been moved. (New book list, need recommendation votes, need to collect, all swordsmen support Ha!)