Qiankun Yufeng Sword, one of the top ten spirit swords in the White Emperor City, has a long inheritance and unpredictable origin, and is quietly placed on the table at this moment, the whole body flashes with a faint blue luster, hazy and mysterious, like a deep sea wave, filled with a strange atmosphere.

Looking at the Qiankun Yufeng Sword, Jiang Chen's heart suddenly throbbed, this feeling, déjà vu, as if he had seen this sword somewhere, very familiar and very unfamiliar, Jiang Chen couldn't help frowning and thinking carefully.

"Could it be that the Qiankun Yufeng Sword is related to me?"

The Qiankun Yufeng Sword lingered in a glimmer of light, revealing a trace of invisible aura, like a bond, connected to Jiang Chen's consciousness, conveying a sense of cordial attachment. Feeling this real feeling, Jiang Chen's expression became extremely weird, White Emperor City is a holy place for sword cultivation, and it is a superb swordsmanship, every disciple, whether it is a beginner disciple or a deacon disciple, has a fairy sword in his hand.

Sword cultivation, with a sword in his hand, he will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

The monk chooses the sword, the sword also chooses the person, especially the spirit sword, which is quite spiritual, only people with the same mind can be recognized, Jiang Chen has never used a sword, it is not a real sword cultivation at all, with the Qiankun Yufeng sword is such a spiritual sword, how can he choose him as the master?

The inside story is really elusive, Jiang Chen hesitated slightly, stretched out his hand to hold the Qiankun Yufeng Sword in his hand, and with the spirit sword in his hand, the feeling of blood connection was actually getting stronger and stronger, and the Qiankun Yufeng Sword seemed to also feel the master's breath, the sword body trembled suddenly, sending out bursts of joy, bursting with bright spiritual light, and a Qingyue sword roared into the sky, which lasted for a long time.

"The spirit sword is psychic, choose your own master!"

Seeing this, Jiang Chen muttered in a low voice, his eyes flashed with strange light, he stared down at the spirit sword, rubbed the sword body slightly with his hand, and said solemnly: "Since you choose to follow me, Jiang Chen is not guilty." ”

Although Ming Wu said that he had given this sword away, Jiang Chen was a person who did not believe in his words, and he should refine the spirit pill for Ming Wu, so as to end the cause and effect, and the spirit sword chose the master, if Jiang Chen broke his trust, I am afraid that the spirit sword would be disgraced.

The swordsman should be upright, brave and diligent, and unyielding.

Therefore, Jiang Chen can only temporarily give up the idea of going down the mountain, stroll in the garden, search for the elixir, although after several cultivations, refining the elixir of the three pills of the foundation has been reserved, but it is still difficult to collect, the Dragon and Tiger Pill is still lacking in purple monkey flowers, Peiyuan Dan is still less seven-leaf Ganoderma lucidum, and the marrow washing pill does not have the main medicine anchovy fruit.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and a flash of inspiration flashed in the back of his head, and he patted his head, but he thought of a solution.

At first, Jiang Chen despised the power of the disciples in the sect too much, and did not say where to exchange it, causing everyone to rush to the medicine garden, which made Jiang Chen annoyed, and then Jiang Chen had no choice, so he handed over the matter to the disciples of Ning Dantai to be responsible, and then Jiang Chen ignored it, now that he thinks about it, he must have lacked the elixir, and Ning Dan Pavilion should be redundant.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen walked out of the medicine garden quickly and walked towards Ning Dantai. Today's Ning Dan Tai is no longer as deserted as before, people come and go, quite lively, when Jiang Chen stepped into Ning Dan Pavilion, he saw some Ning Dan Tai disciples dancing with their eyebrows, chatting hotly.

"Jiang Chen...... Senior Brother Jiang Chen......"

A sharp-eyed disciple stammered and exclaimed when he saw Jiang Chen coming in, and in the Ning Dan Pavilion, the sound of talking and laughing stopped abruptly, and they looked at each other one by one, with respectful expressions, and hurriedly bowed down.

"Don't be polite, Jiang Chen is here, just to ask for the elixir, you continue to ......" Jiang Chen's expression was gentle, he didn't scold them, he reported the required elixir, and soon a disciple sent the elixir, looking at the jade box in his hand, Jiang Chen was quite happy, nodded slightly at everyone, and strode out of Ning Dan Pavilion.

The elixir is complete, Jiang Chen entered the Dan room, opened the furnace for alchemy, and with his current Danshu cultivation, refining the lower grade elixir, it can be said that he can catch it by hand, even if it is a medium-grade elixir, the success rate is also very high, a day later, Jiang Chen went out of the customs, came to the Zhanjian platform to find Mingwu, entrusted the three elixirs to him, and after careful instructions, he drifted away.

Promised Mingwu's words, Jiang Chen was already halfway there, as for the remaining Awakening Realm Spirit Pill, Jiang Chen was not in a hurry, he could return from Southern Xinjiang and refine again, after all, Mingwu had just broken through the Realm of Immortals in the short term, unless the true immortals were reincarnated, otherwise they would not want to make a breakthrough within two or three years and reach the bottleneck of the Awakening Realm.

Everything is worry-free, Jiang Chen is very thoughtful, and finally prepares for the Star of Southern Xinjiang. However, before that, Jiang Chen still had some trivial matters, not that Jiang Chen was dragging mud and water, but that he was in it, and there were many obstacles, especially Jiang Le's matter, Jiang Chen was difficult to rest assured after all, he should go to visit in person, and gave many instructions to keep everything safe.

Jiang Le has been thinking about it for three years in the back mountain, in fact, it is Jiang Le's own will, and it is also Jiang Chen's thoughts, Jiang Chen concealed the immortal demon seed in his body, greatly diluted the hidden dangers, and even lied that he could exorcise the demonic qi by himself, Jiang Le had the motivation to receive the punishment by himself, and wanted to meditate on the Tao and become free as soon as possible.

Hearing that his brother wanted to go down the mountain to practice, Jiang Le was slightly surprised, he was envious, since he came to the White Emperor City at the age of six, six years have passed, and he has never stepped out of the White Emperor City.

"Jiang Le, you can cultivate in Jianzuka with peace of mind, if you can exorcise the demonic energy, you should plead with the real person in charge for your brother, and let you come and go between Shenzhou. Looking at the envious look in Jiang Le's eyes, Jiang Chen sighed slightly and spoke.

"Brother, don't worry, Jiang Leding will live up to his brother's expectations, and he will definitely cultivate hard to get rid of the nightmare. ”

After staying for a while, Jiang Chen resolutely left, he did not tell Jiang Le where he was going, nor did he tell him the reason for going down the mountain, because Jiang Chen did not want to worry him.

Walking out of the back mountain, Jiang Chen subconsciously came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, looked at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, hesitated slightly, after all, it turned into a long sigh, and drifted away.

Jiang Chen walked in the White Emperor City, looking at the ethereal mountains in the distance, walked through the place of asceticism, came to the place of attachment, every place in the White Emperor City, he stopped for a moment, and then left, this time left, I don't know how long it will take to return, in the White Emperor City for six years, Jiang Chen has already taken it as his home, this time he left, his heart is reluctant to express himself.

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In this way, another three days passed, Jiang Chen had no worries in his heart, packed his bags, came to the Dan Pavilion, and said goodbye to Elder Bai Dan. Outside the White Emperor City, if it weren't for the permission of the head elder, the disciples under the sect were not allowed to go down the mountain, so if Jiang Chen wanted to leave, he had to get the consent of Elder Bai Dan himself.

"You're ready, but you're still determined to go down?"

Elder Bai Dan sat on the top, looking at the young man in front of him, once upon a time, when he was a twelve-year-old boy, with amazing perseverance, carrying his younger brother, after a catastrophe, he came to the White Emperor City, he was also so resolute, he abandoned the sword and threw himself into the Dan Dao, in the blink of an eye, time flew by, six years have passed, once a young man, he has grown up, although he is not how handsome and graceful, but he has his own calm and tenacious spirit.

In the past, as if the picture flashed, Elder Bai Dan's eyes were complicated, he shook his head and sighed lightly, if there was no Jiang Le, with his qualifications, he might be able to climb to the top of the Dan Dao and become the first person to collect the Dan Technique after the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, but if there was no Jiang Le, would Jiang Chen be so persistent, ten years like a day, and never give up.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Elder Bai Dan was silent, that is, he already had the answer, every drink and peck, there was providence, family bonds, and the Dao heart was dusty, but it was not necessarily a good thing, because there was some persistence in his heart, so he could move forward bravely.

"In this case, it is futile to say too much for the teacher, be careful all the way!" Elder Bai Dan paused slightly, and continued: "If this trip goes well, don't delay Xiaobi in the New Year's Day. ”

Seeing that Jiang Chen wanted to speak and stopped, Elder Bai Dan shook his sleeves and said: "For the teacher to know that you don't like to fight, in the past, you used to shirk the sword competition in the door, but this time it is different, the top ten in this sword competition, you can participate in the Kunlun event, if you can win the championship in the event, the reward is rich, it is said that the eight major sects are ruthless, not only take out the spirit weapon treasures, but also the immortal spring as a reward." ”

"Fountain of Youth?!"

Jiang Chen was frightened inexplicably, he was well-read, and knew a lot about the treasures of heaven and earth, this fountain of immortality is a fairy spiritual thing, brewed for a fairy spring, after five hundred years, only a drop was born, a drop of the fountain of immortality, which can make the monk live again.

Whether it is an ordinary man or an immortal monk, no matter how high your cultivation is, as long as you are at the end of your life, you can live a new life.

If it weren't for the immortal water rock, one of the eight major sects, guarding the fairy spring, I am afraid that the fairy spring would have been drunk dry by the monks, even if the fairy water rock monopolized the immortal spring, it was still not enough for its own use, and it was never delivered.

Jiang Chen didn't expect that this Kunlun event, Xianshui Rock was so atmospheric, even the Fountain of Immortality was given away, understanding the wonderful use of the Fountain of Youth, Jiang Chen had no reason not to participate, although this thing is precious, it is bound to attract many talents to gather, but Jiang Chen is not afraid.

"Thank you for the reminder, Jiang Chen will never miss the door. ”

Elder Bai Dan chuckled, nodded at Jiang Chen, and said, "As a teacher, you know this, so let's go." ”

Jiang Chen looked at Elder Bai Dan, his eyes were slightly red, and then he knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and said in a choked tone: "Take care, Master." After speaking, Jiang Chen got up and resolutely stepped out of the Dan Pavilion.

"If it's convenient, go and see Minghua ......"

Jiang Chen paused, nodded slightly, shook his head slowly, and went straight to the mountain gate.

Looking at the wind platform, the clouds are wisps, the fairy mist is swirling, the glow is dotted, in the ethereal clouds, a beautiful shadow stands in the wind, the clothes are fluttering, like flying immortals in the wind.

"Senior Brother Jiang Chen left the mountain, but he never said goodbye to Minghua, could it be that in the heart of Senior Brother, Minghua is so strange?"

Jiang Chen was silent, staring at the flawless pretty face through the mist, and then lowered his head and said, "Jiang Chen thinks that the only person who understands me in this world is Senior Sister ......"

Hearing this, Minghua suddenly looked at the eyes of the two in the void, Minghua smiled, that moment was beautiful, the world was overshadowed, Jiang Chen was stunned......

"Minghua has never held a sword in his life, his junior brother is leaving today, Minghua is willing to dance the sword for the king......"

The green silk dances, the skirt flies, the sword light is Huohuo, on the lookout platform, in the ethereal clouds, the beautiful figure, the peerless city, the sword dance for the king, the elegance is peerless, Jiang Chen smiled down the mountain, when he looked back, the shadow still never stopped, I don't know when, in the clouds, there is a purple shadow staring......