A sword in the sky,

The desert yellow sand enters the nine mysteries.

The sword leads the wind and thunder in all directions, and the Qiankun fights to kill the golden immortals.

The North Desert Sword Cliff, towering into the clouds, stands in the center of the Thousand Machines City with the momentum of piercing the sky, the North Desert has many windy sands, more deserts, less vegetation, less mountains and rivers, the environment is harsh, a few days ago in the valley bottom below the Sword Cliff found the ancient monument that fell four thousand years ago, causing a sensation in the entire cultivation world.

Ye Linfeng, a fool, really used this wooden sword like a stick as a pillow, and slept with the wooden sword every night in the past few days in the Northern Desert.

"Fool, come with me to practice, I'll teach you a few origami secret techniques. Ji Seventeen, the second senior brother who was as handsome as a woman, came to Ye Linfeng's room and said.

"If you don't learn, you won't learn, I won't learn it, what can I do if I remember the moves, it's not a waste of time and energy if I can't improve the realm. Ye Linfeng lay on the bed and turned over, yawned and said.

"Fool, I said you should get up for me, believe it or not, I will beat you. The corners of Ji Seventeen's mouth rose and he sneered.

Ye Linfeng secretly opened one eye and saw Ji Qiqi's expression at this time, he was so frightened that he quickly jumped up from the bed, he knew the second senior brother best, if he saw the second senior brother sneering, then this person would be unlucky.

"Second Senior Brother, let's go to Sword Cliff to see how it is, in the past few years, I have also walked most of the Gangji Continent in order to avoid the pursuit of certain forces, but I have never been to this Northern Desert, I heard that the most famous thing in the Northern Desert is Sword Cliff, there is an osmanthus tree on Sword Cliff, you said that in this place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't, how can there be an osmanthus tree?" Ye Linfeng deliberately changed the topic and said.

"I don't know, but I've heard such a legend, saying that four thousand years ago, two predecessors mastered the fighting method, one of them called the Great Zen Master of Xinyin, when he was dying, he threw the twisted osmanthus branch in his hand on the sword cliff, and then it grew into an osmanthus tree. Ji XVII took out a wooden comb from his arms again, and said while combing his hair.

"Then I'll have to take a look. Ye Linfeng said.

"Tsk, look at your naïve appearance, wouldn't it be great for the immortal to give you a wooden stick? Ji Seventeen glanced at Ye Linfeng and said.

Ji Qiqi also understands that if you want to say that the efforts of several senior brothers and sisters in cultivation, no one can compare to Ye Linfeng, but Ye Linfeng just doesn't open his mind, so there is no way, so he has to let him be quiet by himself, and it is good to relax.

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The Sword Cliff is towering into the sky and extremely steep, shaped like a sharp sword that goes straight into the sky, unless you cultivate to a great realm to climb it in one go, Ye Linfeng naturally can't take half a year's dry food and a few quilts to climb the Sword Cliff, at most, it's a short distance to climb it, is he really an immortal?

After climbing more than 300 zhang, Ye Linfeng was tired enough, as the first realm of spiritual enlightenment, he was not able to fly, he could only crawl like a snail, crawling and crawling.

Suddenly, Ye Linfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and quickly reached into the wooden box with both hands, ready to fight.

I saw a man walking out of the rocks, one foot long, with ten shoulders and ten girths, majestic and murderous. Shirtless, with a sledgehammer in his hand.

The sledgehammer was black and shiny, as if it was made of fine iron, with a simple feeling and sharpness.

Just looking at this figure, it was four times larger than Ye Linfeng, who was only thirteen years old at this time, how could it not be panicked. Ye Linfeng thought in his heart, the news of these forces is really well-informed, could it be that people have been planted everywhere?

The man walked towards Ye Linfeng, and without saying a word, he suddenly raised a sledgehammer and smashed it towards Ye Linfeng, swinging the hammer head very quickly, generating a stream of air. Ye Linfeng didn't have time to take out the things in the wooden box, so he had to hurriedly respond with the Dao sword in his hand, and reacted very quickly to use the immature hairpin flower sword rain.

In this case, if you don't respond quickly, you will be smashed into meat sauce.

The hairpin sword rain is the hand-me-down of the mixed Yuan Immortal Sect, it is a set of extremely smart and graceful swordsmanship, the person who practices this set of swordsmanship, the hand is like the willow of Sanchun, the step is like the wind swinging the lotus leaf, the shot is like lightning, the force is like thunder, the quiet is like a virgin, and the movement is like a rabbit, which is the so-called combination of rigidity and softness.

The moves are even more agile and subtle, sometimes like hairpins, sword rain in the sky, random thoughts and movements, mysterious and unpredictable.

However, for Ye Linfeng in the Lingqi realm, this hairpin sword rain really can't be taken out, and it only looks like a few percent.

The shirtless man smashed Ye Linfeng's green steel sword with a hammer, fortunately it didn't hurt Ye Linfeng, but the shape was not optimistic, Ye Linfeng's whole body was shocked and numb, and it hurt hotly.

At this time, Ye Linfeng's first thought was to escape, in Ye Linfeng's view, his life is the most important, how small is the chance of a person coming to this world, what to talk about when his life is gone, and save the people in the fire and water, cut the general trend of the building, and strive to save the general trend of the world, and purify the people of the six realms.

Because this qiē is all false, living a happy life and satisfying one's wishes is the foundation, and this is the principle of practice.

Speaking of escaping, it was natural to use the contents of the dilapidated wooden box, except for a lazy cat, and other things.

Seeing that the man was about to approach Ye Linfeng with the jet-black sledgehammer in his hand, suddenly Ye Linfeng had one more thing in his hand, which he naturally took from the inconspicuous dilapidated wooden box, the man froze, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he immediately showed a contemptuous smile.

"What kind of magic weapon should I be, haha, it turned out to be a broken book used to wipe your buttocks, today your grandfather Zhang ate you, so that you can die early and be reincarnated. The man laughed, and the rocks on the mountain shook.

The man's name is Zhang Hun, he is a casual cultivator, at first he was a monk who participated in Zen, how could he not resist the temptation of wine, meat and wealth, and finally injured all the monks in the temple and did a casual practice.

The big man Zhang Hun condensed the vitality of heaven and earth, poured all his strength into the jet-black sledgehammer, and smashed it with the momentum of throwing a mountain, seeing that he was about to hit the door of his head, suddenly Ye Linfeng's dilapidated ancient book flipped quickly, turned to a page, and a box with a golden light jumped out, like a "mouth" word, put the big man Zhang Hun in it, Zhang Hun raised the jet-black sledgehammer in his hand and slammed it, wanting to break it.

Unexpectedly, from another page of the ancient book, another word "wood" flew out, the word "wood" appeared particularly long, flew to the inside of the word "mouth", like a bolt, pinned inside, the big man Zhang Hun could not escape, tired is sweating like rain, and his whole body is soaked.

The sledgehammer flew, like a dragon swinging its tail, bringing a gust of wind, but the word "sleepy" was extremely mysterious, and the sledgehammer had no effect on it.

No matter how hard Zhang Hun swung the sledgehammer, he couldn't break the word "sleepy", and seeing that the mental power in the sea of knowledge was about to run out, Zhang Hun stopped, because he knew that once he was trapped in this formation, he couldn't break it if he didn't reach the realm of the fugue, and he had reached the peak of the realm of the Dao realm, and he was still one step away from the realm of the fugue, but it would take a certain amount of time to cross it.

"It's a shame to think that I, a one-foot tall man, was trapped in the hands of such a low-level, low-age, and low-level person, if I can break through this formation, I will definitely smash you into a meatloaf. The man Zhang Hun said indignantly.

"It's a pity that you don't have a chance to break through the realm, if you have any last words, hurry up and explain, otherwise you won't have a chance. Ye Linfeng said, looking indifferent, as if this kind of thing had been done many times.

"It's really vicious, no wonder I haven't died after being hunted down so many times. Zhang Hun scoffed.

"If you want to say that I am not as vicious as you, you hunt down and kill a three-low boy, isn't it ruthless? I am the instinct to survive, if I don't kill you now, I will have no chance after you break through the realm, and it will be me who will die then, don't talk nonsense. Ye Linfeng said with a smile, Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's the case, I'm going to have to accept my fate, I have something to tell you, my friend Qi Shanmu borrowed me a erotic novel and haven't returned it yet, remember to let him burn it to me. Zhang Hun's tone was a little wrong, I don't know why he wanted to say such a sentence to Ye Linfeng when he was dying, is it really hard to change his lust? It can't be some conspiracy, right?

Ye Linfeng's mind was full of black lines, and he scolded: "It's not suitable for children, I'll try my best to meet your last words." This was just a joke he made, and he secretly wondered in his heart: Is this sentence something in his words, Zhang Hun should not say such things at such a time of crisis.

After that, Ye Linfeng didn't think much about it, he had to get rid of Zhang Hun quickly, otherwise he would never have a chance again after he broke through the realm.

Ye Linfeng sealed with both hands, made the action of closing the seal very slowly, and silently recited a few words in his heart, and suddenly there was a raging flame burning in the array, and Zhang Hun turned into ashes in a moment.

In a moment, it will be a catastrophe, and it will be free from the suffering of the world as soon as possible.

At this time, Ye Linfeng was already tired and sweating, and his face became more and more pale, it had taken a lot of mental power to urge the ancient books before, and then the seal had squeezed out the mental power in the sea of knowledge.

"I'm a waste, but I have a wooden box, what can you do with me? Lao Tzu still abuses you thousands of times. Ye Linfeng said, picked up the dilapidated wooden box that had been by his side since he was born, and smiled at the wind and sand under the mountain.

Ye Linfeng is like this wind and sand at this time, although it is small, sooner or later it will gather into a sea of sand.