"The rune treasure can still be used, this person should have survived to the extreme, and he didn't even have the true yuan to trigger the rune treasure-"

Yan Dingtian gathered all the talismans and spirit weapons together, and then looked at the two of them: "How should these things be divided?"

Zhuang Wudao glanced at it, pondered for a while, and fixed his eyes on a sword weapon. It was a blue-blue long sword, and the blade of the sword was tattooed with seven-star patterns. At the back end of the hilt, there is the word Lingxiao.

This is a pure sword weapon, and it can't be like Lei Xing's sword hairpin, which can control Lei Fa. can be talked about sharpness, Lei Xing's sword hairpin can't beat the horse.

It should be at the level of a magic weapon, and there are forty layers of law prohibitions, but unfortunately there is a slight damage, and there are some cracks in the hilt of the sword, which can only be repaired by a skilled refiner.

He has the Lei Xing sword hairpin in his hand, but he is not short of sword weapons, even if he gets it, with today's monks, he can't use it.

However, he came here not to find a suitable spiritual artifact treasure for himself, but for the strange thing that Yan Dingtian said.

You can't use this sword weapon yourself, you can take it back and exchange it for good deeds, or you can exchange it with others. And among all the artifacts here, only this sword is in the best condition, and it can be raised to the level of fifty-four forbidden, medium-grade magic weapons.

Zhuang Wudao was not apologetic, and directly summoned this Lingxiao Seven-Star Sword into his hand.

"This sword belongs to me, and the rest of the spiritual weapons are divided equally between you and the two. In addition, take another rune treasure and some runes. ”

Zhi Yuan had no objection, Yan Dingtian smiled, and did not object. The three of them can get here, and Zhuang Wudao has contributed the most. The strength of the three is also led by it. If you work harder, you will get more, and Zhuang Wudao will take more, which is right.

Those three rune treasures, one offensive and one defensive, and the other is a special rune treasure dedicated to blessing one's body.

Zhuang Wudao didn't think much about it, so he took the fourth-order rune treasure 'Five Aggregates Accumulation Talisman' in his hand.

The talisman treasure of the cold palace is of high quality. This 'Five Aggregates Accumulation Talisman', among the three rune treasures, the quality is actually not outstanding. However, it is far better than all the rune treasures in his hands now.

The energy of this thing is somewhat similar to the mantras of the growth of the Heavenly King of Buddhism. It can make the cultivation of the foundation building realm monks improve the realm of six heavy buildings in a short period of time. After that, when you go to the Jindan Realm, it is a five-story building, while in the Yuanshen Realm, you can only ascend to a four-story building.

The power may not be as good as the other two, but for Zhuang Wudao, it is the most useful.

If the cultivation is high, it will naturally be able to attack and defend when defending against the enemy, and when facing those who enter the Jindan realm of the Cold Palace, they will not be completely powerless to fight back.

"Brother Zhuang has a good vision!" Yan Dingtian smiled: "Then Yan is not welcome!"

He contributed only under Zhuang Wudao, and then the second one to choose the rare ones was naturally him.

Zhuang Wudao didn't pay attention to it, but turned around and looked at the murals on all sides of this hall.

At this time, his martial arts attainments were already deep, under Yun'er's subtle influence. Not only is the vision broad, but also picky.

However, even so, Zhuang Wudao had to admit that this 'Four Elephants Transformation Divine Decision' was indeed superior. The evolution of the four elephants has almost no flaws.

It's a pity that only the cultivation exercises before the Yuan Shen Realm are recorded, but on these four walls, there are actually seven or eight spiritual aperture directions, which is surprising. One of them was something he didn't know.

As he mastered more and more exercises, the directions of the spiritual aperture often coincided, and the possibility of finding a new aperture was becoming less and less.

While Zhuang Wudao was concentrating on his memory, he also secretly felt strange, how could this Lihan Palace be a big stab, and put the core of this sect's inheritance here?

Immediately, I thought again, with the status of the Lihan Palace at that time, I was afraid that I would never think that there would be a day when someone would attack this Lihan Heaven Realm?

Under normal circumstances, there is no permission to leave the Cold Palace, and even monks in the Dao Realm are afraid that they will not be able to enter and exit this spiritual land.

It took about half an hour to memorize the feats of the four walls. Not only him, but even Yan Ding Tian Zhiyuan and the others are also remembering.

This exercise ranks the third grade, and it directly refers to the Yuan Shen. Bringing back your own sect is also an accumulation and a good deed.

And immediately after, when Zhuang Wudao finally retracted his gaze, the afterglow of the perspective found something under the monk sitting in the center.

But it was a piece of cloth that this person was sitting on under him, and Yan Dingtian did not take it out when he cleaned up this person's relics before.

But it's really ordinary, and there's nothing surprising about it.

Zhuang Wudao didn't care about it before, but from this angle, he could see that the part that was exposed under the cover of this person's robe had a few runes similar to the corresponding essence blood map.

Striding closer, Zhuang Wudao took out the cloth. However, at the moment when he held this object in his hand.

Outside the temple gate, a cold snort suddenly sounded: "Put this thing down for me!"

A sword shadow also followed the sound at this moment, slashing towards his wrist in the distance. Zhuang Wudao frowned slightly, Lei Xing's sword hairpin rose from his thoughts, and he fought with the sword light in the air.

The sword power of the two parties turned out to be comparable, and after a sharp sound, they bounced off each other. And Zhuang Wudao also raised his head and looked at the person who came.

There were three people who came, and one of them, Zhuang Wudao, was also familiar with it, and it was the flying bird. Tied with Yu Yunqin, he is known as the most outstanding disciple in the area of Chiyin City.

The other two have strange appearances. However, Zhuang Wudao could sense that the person who came out of the sword was already a four-story building of the foundation!

His heart suddenly darkened, the cultivators who could reach this third layer of Qi Cultivation Realm, like him and Fang Xiaoru, no matter how deep the previous accumulation was, there was only a foundation building double building, or even a triple building realm. This person is already in the middle stage of foundation building, and his breath is quite unfathomable. Except for the Jindan Realm, there is no other possibility.

As for the other person, it is comparable to his cultivation. It was a thin, yellow-faced young man, and he didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

However, being able to enter the third layer of the Cold Heaven Realm was already extremely extraordinary in itself.

The Jindan monk was middle-aged at the age of forty, and his face was gloomy and cold. After a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, he said in a deep voice: "Put that thing down for me!"

Zhuang Wudao smiled and didn't answer, but turned to look at the flying hoop and said, "Who are these two? Could it be that they are also disciples of Chiyin City?"

"No, Brother Zhuang don't misunderstand!"

Feihuzi shook his head and took the initiative to take a few steps back, looking like he was out of the way: "These two are Yangshen Daoyou and Wenbo Daoist of Canglan Pavilion, I met them by chance on the way, so I walked together for a while." ”

"Brother Zhuang?"

The Jin Dan, who called Yang Shen, his eyes condensed again, and he looked Zhuang Wudao up and down carefully: "You are Zhuang Wudao? The disciple of the Lichen Sect who ranked twenty-sixth on the Yingcai List, give me the thing in your hand, and today's matter will be over." With a talent like yours, it's not a shame to die here. ”

Zhuang Wudao's eyes were helpless, searching for information about this Canglan Pavilion in his mind. It seems to be the Northern Land Sect, sandwiched between the Taiping Dao and the Xuan Sheng Sect. It occupies a large lake with a radius of 13,000 miles, and its power envelops more than 40 countries.

The sect is not big or small, but there was a period of time a thousand years ago when the Lichen Sect was almost squeezed out of the top ten sects in the Heavenly One Realm.

Now within the sect, there are two Yuan Shen Realms, just like the Dongquan Palace of the Lichen Sect that can't move mountains.

Like Taiping Dao and Xuansheng Sect, the top five sects in the world. Similarly, there is nothing to do about Canglan Pavilion. The two major sects are holding each other back, and there needs to be a buffer.

Yan Dingtian was beside him, but he seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, and his eyes were gloating. Zhuang Wudao was at the entrance of the second floor, and only a few people present knew about the matter of Fang Xiaoru who was fighting alone.

That Fazhi Sima Yuntian and others naturally would not take the initiative to publicize this mess. In the eyes of this Yang Shen, Zhuang Wudao is just a junior with considerable strength, and he has never taken it to heart.

However, it was this one, at the entrance of the second layer, who personally killed Ye Zhen's incarnation. suppressed the other five powerhouses, so he could only swallow his anger and watch him leave calmly.

Although this Yang Shen's strength is Jin Dan, it is really hard to say whether his strength can be much stronger than Ye Zhen.

Zhuang Wudao still didn't pay attention to Yang Shen, and only asked lightly: "Feihuzi, what do you think?"

"The red yin is separated from the dust and the same qi and branches, and the flying hooves will naturally not stand idly by. ”

Feihu replied simply, without dragging his feet, and bowed slightly to Nayang Shen: "Two fellow Daoists, what is there to discuss." If you are determined to have a battle of will, then please forgive Feihu for being rude. ”

In the battle of the second layer, although he had not witnessed it with his own eyes, he had also seen the corpse of Ye Zhen. Naturally, I know how to stand in line at this moment.

"You-"

Na Yang Shen looked slightly angry, and then flicked his sleeves indifferently: "It's okay, it's okay to have more of you." It's just that after you start to do it, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

Seeing that Zhuang Wudao still didn't speak, and he was too lazy to take care of it, Yang Shen didn't say anything more, and directly slashed over with a volley.

Zhuang Wudao had already prepared, and also attacked with Lei Xing's sword hairpin. The two swords clashed in the air, then bounced off each other, and then quickly caught up. The two swords were separated and flickered together, plucking and provoking, and in an instant, they turned into two black and white lights and shadows that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the sound of clanging in the hall was endless, and dozens or hundreds of blows were exchanged.

In the hall, the two of them were a hundred feet away from the sword light, but it was as if there were two invisible people, dancing with swords. One side is constantly trying to break through, wandering around in search of opportunities, while the other side is holding on to counterattacks, like an impregnable wall of swords.

And after only ten breaths, the mocking smile on the corner of Yan Dingtian's lips became a few points thicker.