In the eye, under the cover of the afterglow of the sunset, is a pen with a slightly reddish ink?

That's right, it's a pen, the whole body is dark, the tip of the pen is made of moon-white unknown beast hair, the dust is not clean, extremely transparent, the pen is about three feet long, and there are some obscure lines carved on it, which is not real. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What's even more strange is that it doesn't look like gold and iron, but there are rust stains, and the whole feels as if it has been placed for hundreds of years.

Yang Xuan was puzzled, bent down and took out this huge brush, the weight of the hand is not light, and the length is about to catch up with the ordinary sword, although it is old, but there is no trace of the pen edge, it is as hard as iron, but it seems to have not been infected with the ink inkstone for a long time and achieved dryness.

Yang Xuan frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and rubbed the pen back and forth, a vast and vast aura came to his face, marking the extraordinaryness of this thing.

"There are ...... words here"

Yang Xuan rolled up his cuffs and wiped them until he could roughly see them, "Mortal sorrows and joys?"

"What the mundane sees, the red dust is sad and joyful...... If this is the case, Qiu Xian asked, the most fundamental thing turned out to be this ......" Thinking of this, Yang Xuan unconsciously showed a smile on his face, and suddenly, the pillar stone jade pendant that was silent in the clothes on his chest suddenly radiated a little light, not very strong, but easily through the placket.

At this time, Yang Xuan seemed to have fallen into a certain state, and he didn't notice it at all, the mottled rust stains on the barrel of the brush in his hand peeled off inch by inch with the faint golden glow of the lines, but after a few breaths, it was completely new.

The whole became fluorescent, and the light was not strong, but it overshadowed the brilliant sunset on the horizon in a trance.

Yang Xuan closed his eyes instead, and at this moment, it seemed that there was a certain rhyme in the dark, everything was so natural, revealing an extraordinarily solemn atmosphere.

Suddenly, the glow between heaven and earth dimmed, and the whole valley was only the jade pendant and the brush were still shining, and there was thunder in the sky, and the wisps echoed in it, quite a sense of great sound.

A thunder light, rich gold, as if coming from the sky, roared and rushed here, but the target was Yang Xuan, who was standing still in the field, but as soon as he got closer, he suddenly slowed down, and the majestic momentum stagnated, but the coercion did not weaken at all, and the flickering and beating thunder arc was like a playful elf, surrounding the body.

It didn't seem to be long after, and it seemed to have gone through a long time, and an abrupt golden thunderbolt appeared, cheering to join the wandering momentum around Yang Xuan, and when it met with the previous one, it burst out with incomparably brilliant lightning sparks.

At this time, the brush that was originally held tightly in his hand suddenly suspended in mid-air, and the lines of light flowed, quietly appearing in front of Yang Xuan, pulling the golden thunder around him, whistling back and forth, infecting the brush with a trace of sharp aura.

Endless thunder flashed, and hundreds of them were split in an instant, forming a golden thunder cocoon, wrapping Yang Xuan and the brush in it, and the whole valley once again restored the beautiful scenery of the previous sunset, except for a radiant thunder cocoon before the stone wall, everything was as usual.

The sun rises and sets, and the valley ushers in the first sunrise after Yang Xuan's arrival, and the sound of rustling is still constant, quiet and a little noisy.

In the midst of the thunder cocoon, Yang Xuan was going through an extremely mysterious process, so mysterious that he couldn't intervene at all as a chief official except for watching it with a clear consciousness.

When the thunder cocoon was formed, the golden thunder arc suddenly drilled into the body from every pore on the surface of the body, and the pain was accompanied by numbness, which gradually woke up Yang Xuan in a strange state.

The jade pendant on his chest is still the misty brilliance, and the strong golden light at this moment cannot be concealed.

"What's the matter...... Yang Xuan was puzzled, slowly stretched out his hand, and held a huge brush that seemed to have changed its appearance, and the inexplicable aura and charm flowed on it, which was extremely extraordinary.

Suddenly, Yang Xuan seemed to feel something, and subconsciously looked inward at the dantian, but suddenly thought that he had no divine thoughts now, and he couldn't even use the bits and pieces of spiritual sense he had visualized when he first set foot in martial arts, but having said that, he clearly saw the pitch-black dantian.

I couldn't help but be amazed, what I saw in my eyes, the Dao Dao thunder gathered into a ball from the body, churning and whistling, the thunder flickered, something seemed to be derived from the center, and the aura made Yang Xuan extremely familiar.

"The breath of the Haoran Xuanjing? is actually the true yuan......

At the same time, my mind trembled inexplicably, and every sentence was extremely mysterious, revealing a majestic majesty: "All the dust holds the pen, the living beings see the end, the ancient scriptures appear, and the vast enters the mystical scriptures......;

The short but meaningful five-word poem was imprinted in his heart in an instant, and the ghost made the god send, Yang Xuan sat cross-legged from the thunder cocoon, and according to the practice route on the exercises, he silently transported a wisp of true yuan that had just been derived, and the thunder manifested, surrounded it, and roared by at will.

However, in an instant, after wandering the meridians for a week, it suddenly grew a lot, and in less than a cup of tea, the true yuan reserves had returned to the level before the disaster, and there were faint signs of breakthroughs.

The rich thunder on the "crackling ......" thunder cocoon jumped, and the energy of heaven and earth seemed to fall into the funnel of inverted pouring, frantically pouring into the thunder cocoon, followed by a riot of golden true yuan in the body.

Yang Xuan frowned, gritted his teeth fiercely with a closed expression, and violently exerted force in his heart, causing the chaotic True Yuan to sink desperately in the dantian, gradually, the energy pouring in from outside the body was about to exceed his control, as if sensing Yang Xuan's difficulty, the golden thunder flashed, and the surging energy immediately stopped, and then slowly dissipated.

Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, although it was a good thing to break through, but now that he had just experienced a complete loss of cultivation, under this change that made people completely unclear about the reason, he didn't dare to break through rashly, so it was better to return to the original level.

The surge in cultivation stopped, but the thunder cocoon outside his body had not yet dissipated, and suddenly, the brush that was resting on his knees trembled, and slowly floated in front of him again, Yang Xuan was stunned, and his heart seemed to fall into a wonderful feeling abruptly.

......

Being in it, it seems to ignore the so-called passage of time, the sun and the moon have changed several cycles, and the valley is still so peaceful and quiet, accompanied by a little noisy rustling sound.

On this day, the morning sun had just climbed into the sky, and before it had time to sprinkle its brilliance on the corners of this secret realm, the thunder cocoon in front of the stone wall trembled inexplicably, contracted and expanded violently, and suddenly exploded, turning into a little bit of thunder light with a thin gossamer, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Yang Xuan's figure suddenly appeared in place, his eyes were closed, and a strange aura of slaughter diffused in the majesty, and in an instant, the valley suddenly quieted down, without making a sound, the breeze blew, stirring the grass and trees here, and it was also very quiet.

After a long time, Yang Xuan opened his eyes, Zhan Zhan's divine light flashed, as if he had broken through the strange atmosphere at the moment, holding the pen in his hand, the three-foot-long brush was like a sharp sword at this moment, and the edge was compelling.

Gradually, Yang Xuan moved, his movements were not fast or slow, the original hard strokes of King Kong instantly became extremely delicate and supple, as if he was using air as paper, flattening this full squeeze, and the golden true yuan was rendered, really like rich ink, drawing a golden trajectory.

It seemed to be writing something, but the golden light was only about two inches behind the pen, no more, no less.

Yang Xuan seemed to have lost his mind, his body danced lightly, from the moderate speed at the beginning, to the current speed of the flickering and slow, no matter how dark the sky was, the valley was still the golden light, which never dissipated.

With the passage of time, although Yang Xuan was not aware of it, the aura wandering around him became stronger and stronger, and the mystery was abnormal.

......

......

In the remote place in the secret realm of the desolation, with the slowly disappearing silver light, two wilted figures appeared there, one was missing his left arm, and the other was not on his right arm, and half of his clothes were stained red with blood, revealing a sense of sadness.

"Shhh...... Damn the step seal, the power of the sword is really so strong, it can actually break through the spatial power of the Escape Talisman......"

"Damn, I couldn't kill that bastard after all this thought...... Brother Jingyu, what should I do at this time?" Qiu Jingyu's face was gloomy and terrifying when he heard this, and with the hideous wound of the missing arm, it was extremely terrifying.

"This time it was you and I who made a mistake, I didn't expect that beast to have some hole cards, but I guess his condition must be extremely poor, that kind of powerful attack, far from what he can control with his cultivation in the middle stage of transformation."

"The plan for today is to heal the injury as soon as possible, this secret realm is very weird, if not, you and I will die here......"

The sharp pain of the shoulder wound made the two of them frown, and looking at the other severed arm that was slightly dried up with blood on the ground, the two only felt anger churning in their hearts.

"Now the sect team can't go back for the time being, let's recuperate from our injuries first, and after a while, we will go to them to settle accounts."

"Well, there are a lot of them, and it must be difficult to hide their tracks in the secret realm, this is our chance"

Qiu Jingyu didn't speak, he hibernated for more than half a year, in order to kill Yang Xuan to avenge his younger brother on this desolate trip, but he never thought that this would happen, but fortunately, Yang Xuan's state must not be much better, and even far surpass them.

In this way, as long as the two of them recover as soon as possible, although the broken arm is seriously injured, it is not difficult to restore it with the help of the sect's pill spirit grass, they are only waiting for a chance, and after finding them, the big revenge can be avenged.

Shen Fusheng is also itching at the root of his teeth at the moment, he thought that before coming here, he cultivated to break through to Zhizang, and the shame can be described as a sure thing, he never thought that it was still a bad move, but now he was even cut off by Bu Feng, who made him jealous at the beginning, cut off his arm with the knife momentum he thought about day and night, all of this, any one of them is enough to make an ordinary person vomit blood and die.

"In this way, although this place is gloomy, fortunately, there are no high-grade demon beasts, which can be regarded as a blessing from heaven."

Nodding slightly, Shen Fusheng's face turned pale, but his expression was very hideous, and he didn't say a word.