Chapter Eighty-Four: The Master of the Sword
Qingyun Valley, in front of the Temple of the God of War.
Ripping Earth Peak Yuan Zhen Mountain stopped the sword body and attracted everyone's attention.
"In the sixteenth generation, although Yuan Zhenshan is not the top, he is also a character, and his divine power can be called invincible in close quarters, unless he is suppressed with ** force, it will be dangerous to be close to him, and most of them will be injured. ”
"The innate sword body is like a sword, and it is also physically strong, I don't know if I can block it. ”
Many seventeenth-generation disciples speculated, some couldn't figure it out, and some sixteenth-generation disciples sneered when they heard this: "What about the sword body, it's just a nouveau riche, since you dare to ask, you must dare to accept the shocking hammer of Yuan Zhenshan, if it is a mother-in-law, what is the difference between it and those ordinary little ladies." ”
"I'm afraid that he won't be able to stand the two hammers, and he will lie down, so the position of the leader of the seventeenth generation is nothing more than that. ”
Many disciples came around, wanting to see the joke of the sword body, the sixteenth generation of disciples did not move, some people ignored it, and went straight into the Temple of the God of War, it seemed that nothing could shake their minds, Qi Tian noticed that these people, all of them were majestic and unfathomable.
The sixteenth generation of disciples, when they went to the Demon City before, most of them were not very long, even if someone suppressed the cultivation, it was only a year in the morning, and the entire sixteenth generation was like an ancient pond, and it was far from the end.
The air in front of the Temple of the God of War froze, the green grass hung down, and the mist on the ground dispersed in all directions, and soon disappeared.
"Innate Sword Body, Qi Tian!"
Yuan Zhenshan spoke again, his voice was like muffled thunder, thick as a cow's roar, although he looked honest, but a pair of eyes were flashing, staring at Qi Tian at this time, there was a general trend that was as heavy as an ancient mountain.
"The Great Trend Cave Heaven!"
Qi Tian's face showed a different color, and he said in a deep voice.
"You actually know that the general trend is open," Yuan Zhenshan sneered, "However, since you dare to ask, you have to take me three hammers, if you take it, I will let you go, if you can't take it, you will go back to Sword Peak!"
After planting the three gods three days ago, Qi Tian knew that after the three days of the sword peak, I am afraid that it will be difficult to be peaceful, but how many people in this young generation can know his heart?
As soon as he thought of this, Qi Tian's eyes instantly became cold, and he sneered: "If you want me to do it, first take a hundred low-grade spirit stones, or a medium-grade spirit stone, otherwise you don't have to talk about it!"
Yuan Zhenshan laughed: "You have a big breath, don't you think that your innate sword body needs spirit stones, so you can ask for a price all over the sky, you need to know, do it, but I can't help you!"
His right palm was raised, and in the void, the sound of the ancient mountain suddenly sounded, and the vast earth road force was like a heavy mountain collapse, and a palm fell, and the majestic Dao rhyme manifested a ten-zhang high earth mountain phantom, and the ground air waves shook, setting off several zhang of earth waves, drowning Qi Tian and the two of them.
"A medium-grade spirit stone! It's really a lion's mouth, and the sword body wants to be crazy about the spirit stone! Sixteen generations of monthly payments, there is no other chance, and it takes a full four years to barely make it up, it's really a shame!"
"Yuan Zhenshan will do it, he will definitely be suppressed!"
Many seventeenth-generation disciples sneered, and some sixteenth-generation disciples also showed coldness, feeling that Qi Tian was too arrogant, and actually took the opportunity to ask for spirit stones.
The dust and smoke dissipated, in front of the God of War Temple, Yuan Zhenshan's face was gloomy, he didn't squint, looked at the void in front of him, and said: "What kind of footwork is this, it actually contains a sharp edge." ”
"Qing Ming looks at the quiet walk. ”
"The sword body is there!"
At this time, many seventeenth generation disciples found out that Qi Tian and the two had actually stood behind Yuan Zhen Mountain for several feet, and they were not suppressed at all.
"It's fast! It's almost 20% faster!"
"This footwork contains a sharp edge!
Some of the sixteenth generation disciples who had entered the War God Hall stopped their bodies and turned around again, their eyes revealing a little solemnity, and their gaze fell on Qi Tian's body for the first time.
"If you think you can catch up with me, I'll fight you. ”
After Qi Tian finished speaking, he and Yun Fei stepped into the Temple of the God of War.
The eyes were gloomy like water, Yuan Zhen Mountain did not move, the earth around him slowly shook for several feet, and the broken stones were suspended one by one, and they were floated by an invisible Dao rhyme, and they were immediately smashed together, turning into stone powder and scattered on the earth.
"This is a slap in the face!"
"This beam is completely finished!"
Many seventeenth generation disciples spread the word, and when they looked at Yuan Zhenshan, they knew that this time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to be good.
After a few breaths, Yuan Zhenshan took a deep breath, and with a wave of his hand, a medium-grade earth spirit stone fell on the ground, and the earthy yellow spirit glow was brilliant and flawless.
"Medium-grade earth spirit stone!
"The sword body has this footwork, it seems that it is not easy to suppress him in the future, what kind of inheritance does this get?"
"Didn't you find the ancient sword path inheritance in the ancestral tomb of the Qing Ancestor?"
Some people speculated, thinking that it might be very big, and both of them entered the ancestral tomb of the Qing Ancestor, but no one knew what they had gotten.
Then, Yuan Zhenshan sat down cross-legged, facing the Temple of the God of War, and slowly closed his eyes.
Temple of the God of War.
Qi Tian entered it, the void in front of him distorted, and the next moment, he appeared in a large hall.
This is a golden hall, the hall is full of thousands of square feet, on the golden hall wall, a winding golden dragon coil on it, the golden dragon scales each piece has the size of a grinding plate, the golden light is shining, revealing an invisible coercion.
Such a wide hall shook Qi Tian's heart, he clearly remembered that the God of War Temple was only a hundred zhang square, this inner hall was so huge, he looked around, and he didn't see anyone, it was really inside, such a means, not stingy to hide Sumeru in mustard seeds, it was a real immortal magic.
"First-tier interlocutor, your opponent is me. ”
In the void, a cold voice sounded, the void in the center of the main hall distorted, and a young Taoist manifested his body.
"Master Xuanjian!"
It was Qi Tian's state of mind, and he couldn't help but exclaim at this moment, this figure, how could he never forget, roaring and singing, pointing at the sky, alone against the Nine Heavens Immortal Thunder, this is the first generation of his sword peak, the master of Xuanjian.
"You're not the Xuanjian Patriarch!" Qi Tian said in a deep voice, "The Xuanjian Patriarch has already sat down, I have seen his bones, who are you!"
The young Taoist chuckled: "I am indeed not a Xuanjian, I am just a sword imprint left in this War God Temple before he sat down." ”
"Kendo brand!"
"That's right," the young Taoist nodded, "The God of War Temple, it's not fabricated out of thin air, each layer in it is the imprint left by the famous people of each generation of the sect, there are many famous immortal veins of the Dharma Dao, and the imprints of each layer are different, and my sword Dao immortal veins are difficult to cultivate in ancient times, and each layer of this God of War Temple is guarded by me, but the strength of the imprints released by each layer is different." ”
With a thought, Qi Tian said, "How many floors does this God of War Temple have?"
"The Fa Dao immortal vein has been strong in the past generations, and it has been imprinted to the twenty-second layer, and the sword Dao immortal vein has withered in recent times, although I have been imprinted to the twenty-first layer, but it is still difficult to ensure the reproduction of my sword peak. ”
Speaking of this, the young Taoist glanced at Qi Tian deeply: "The first-level interlocutor, as long as you can kill me, you can enter the second layer, and at the same time, get a chance to visit the Dao Monument for one day." ”
Heavenly Monument!
Qi Tian's eyes flashed, and he saw that the Taoist had said that the Heavenly Monument of the War God Temple and the Dao Haixin Mirror were all supreme treasures, and only the underworld sect had them, which were the treasures of enlightenment and could help people to achieve enlightenment.
Now, his realm has reached the perfection of the upper realm of sword rhyme, if you want to break through again, it is already extremely difficult, when the perception from the nameless golden sea is also completely digested in these days, and the realm of perfection is completely consolidated, he faintly touched a trace of the sword potential realm, I am afraid that it is the same as the Dao sword, to reach the fifth grade, you must fuse the sword rhyme and twist it into a strand before you can be promoted.
It's just that he doesn't know much about this way of integration, and it is difficult for him to make it, and he has fallen into a bottleneck. (Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection!Tomorrow will start to push strongly, Khan, the third time, ten steps are still worried, please comfort!)