Qu Yue'er walked into the light gate of the white jade statue and entered the range of the Sword Forest.

Behind the long light curtain, there is a hazy mist that lingers continuously, with a faint aura in the mist, which seals the five senses and six visions of the person who enters, making people unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and is completely in a state of confusion.

"It seems that the road to the Sword Forest is not as smooth as imagined!"

Step by step, she walked lightly, ignoring the fog around her, closed her crystal eyes, and went straight forward. In the world of mist, there was no color but the pale yellow veil on her body, and she added vitality to the silent mist.

I don't know how long, maybe a month, maybe a year. As she continued to take a step forward, the touch under her feet changed. It becomes thick and earthy, and it makes people feel at ease.

When you open your eyes, where is the sword forest?

Qu Yue'er's pretty cheeks moved slightly, the white and soft covered her small mouth, her bright eyes flashed with incredible brilliance, her current appearance definitely made the animals howl, excited, white cheeks appeared a faint flush, like a curious baby looking at the huge sea of swords in front of her, the most touching thing is the generation of Fanghua that the corners of her mouth are upturned, breathtaking, so beautiful that people can't extricate themselves, immersed in it, until they are drowned by her smile.

"It's amazing!"

Countless swords stood in the void, each of which was cold and light, making people's hearts palpitate, telling that the sword itself was an extraordinary thing that killed people. Some swords are as tall as one person, huge, thick and solemn; some swords are only daggers, small and exquisite, and the cold light is pressing; some swords are gorgeous and exquisite, noble and elegant; and some swords are tattered, the body of the sword is broken, and the rust is stained...... Even if there were hundreds of millions of swords in the sword forest, they couldn't interfere with her, and she walked straight towards an ice crystal sword that shimmered with cold light from the beginning.

"Are you calling me?" Qu Yue'er chuckled, stretched out her skillful hand and gently touched the transparent crystal sword in front of her, the sword body burst into a soft light under her gentle touch, the light flashed and disappeared, after the crystal sword calmed down, where was the shadow of the crystal sword in the same place? It was now lying quietly in Qu Yue'er's sea of knowledge.

From her mind, Qu Yue'er learned all the information about the sword. Wind and snow flowing fireflies, a spirit-level low-grade sword, can give full play to her wind and snow attributes to the extreme, which is just a perfect match for her attributes.

Qu Yue'er, who got the sword, was in a rare happy mood, and when she turned to leave, she suddenly felt as if there was a familiar sword in the center of the Sword Forest.

The phantom streamer, Qu Yue'er flashed to the center of the sword forest, and saw a pitch-black sword surrounded by many swords, there was no sword within ten meters of it, even if the sword close to it was centered on it, slightly tilted, as if worshipping the king.

"Strange, why do I feel familiar? Obviously there is a voice in my heart telling me that you don't belong to me. Qu Yue'er stroked the black sword and muttered to herself. If the seniors of Shushan saw that she was actually touching this black sword, I wonder if her jaw would fall off?

This black sword has not touched him since its existence, but the people who touched it were all killed on the spot by its sword light, except for the ancestor Taiqing of Shushan.

"Are you crying? rest assured, your master will be back. Qu Yue'er stood up and squatted down and left the sword forest gently, for fear of waking up the black sword that was sleeping.

When she came to the edge of the Sword Forest, the illusion fog had dissipated, and the exit of the Sword Forest was in front of her.

The mist of illusion is not dangerous, but it tests the depth of one's blessings and the firmness of one's mind. Therefore, it is not that you can get a good sword by entering the range of the Sword Forest, if you spend too much time in the illusion mist, exceeding the time specified by the Sword Forest itself, then most of the swords obtained are a third-rate waste sword that the Sword Forest chooses for you, not the sword you choose in the Sword Forest.

In front of the white jade statue.

The silent white jade statue lit up again less than ten minutes after Qu Yue'er entered. After the light dissipated, Qu Yue'er appeared in front of the statue.

The curious crowd immediately gathered around, wanting to see what sword Qu Yue'er had obtained? Qu Yue'er chuckled at the crowd in front of her, who were even more hurried than herself, and casually took out the Wind and Snow Fly.

She chuckled at this time, and only Jade Dragon admired it, and the rest of the people focused on the sword in her hand, but that was enough!

Lingqiu took the sword in Qu Yue'er's hand and looked at it: "Yue'er, you chose a good sword!" 'Wind and Snow Firefly' was originally obtained by a senior at the same time as "Wind Flower Snow Moon", it seems that you have a deep source of blessings, and you have obtained all of them. ”

"What level of sword is that?"

"This sword can be regarded as a high-grade sword, and it has reached the spirit level and the lower grade. ”

"Ahh

What is the concept of the lower grade of the spirit level? In the cultivation realm, magic weapons are rare, there is a yellow-level high-grade quality is good, the Xuan-level quality is great, the spirit level is generally only at the power level, and there are only one or two pieces, and there are only three or four pieces in the sky.

As for the magic weapons of the upper quality of the spirit level, there are many in the sky, and there are very few on the ground, and some ruins may exist in them, but if you want to obtain them, you generally have to exchange them for your life. The entire Shushan is a Dao-level magic weapon, and if you want to activate it, you must also use all the power of Shushan.

"Okay, the second Xu Hao. "The forbidden seal on the white jade statue has been lifted, so there is no need to perform the collective Dao technique again.

After Xu Hao entered, he came out in less than ten minutes. He and Qu Yue'er both came out in less than ten minutes after entering, so the people behind would have an illusion that choosing a sword in the sword forest was actually not as difficult as believing!

Xu Hao flipped his hands, and a dark iron sword box appeared in his hand, which was different from the ordinary sword box, it was carved with strange and mysterious patterns, and the deep lines of the lines were inlaid with white silk threads, and the white silk threads formed a magic circle, which was full of vicissitudes, and even Lingxuzi didn't see what the magic circle was.

"Xuantie white jade sword box, thirty-three swords, it seems that Xu Hao, you have also obtained a great sword. Lingxuzi stroked his beard with satisfaction and said.

The thirty-three swords are usually hidden in the Darkiron White Jade Sword Box, but once the Darkiron White Jade Sword Box is activated, the extremely sharp thirty-three swords will be launched together, and under the control of the swordsman, they will attack the same target, flying swords all over the sky, which is equivalent to a small 'Ten Thousand Swords Together'.

Thirty-three swords require strong mental control, otherwise, thirty-three swords are difficult to achieve even cooperation, let alone attack together, fortunately, in addition to thirty-three swords attacking together, they can also combine thirty-three into one, making up for the lack of strength in the early stage.

After learning that Xu Hao also got a spirit-level sword, everyone in the back was eager to try it, fantasizing that they would also get a spirit-level magic weapon, and from then on life was no longer ordinary, and embarked on the road of pulling the wind.

It's just that imagination is beautiful, reality is skinny...... Not everyone can be called a genius!