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Between the flashes of spiritual light, the vortex of spiritual power driven by the two sword lights had already slammed into Tian Changkai's body. A layer of aura shield several feet deep floated on his body in a flash, which could block the two spiritual power vortexes.

At this moment, Tian Changkai's face was already pale with fright, and his magic weapon had not yet had time to be sacrificed.

It's just that the attack power of the spiritual power vortex of those two groups is surprisingly strong, and the layer of spiritual light shield on Tian Changkai's body can only resist in the blink of an eye, and the spiritual light is scattered by the impact.

A cracking sound came from Tian Changkai's body. When he looked closely, he saw that the clothes he was wearing on his body burst into pieces, revealing a pale yellow 'colored' armor magic weapon inside.

At this time, the armor magic weapon had been shattered inch by inch, scattering from its body, and those that had not yet landed were twisted into pieces by the spiritual power vortex.

Tian Changkai was shocked, and in a hurry, he didn't even care about the magic weapon, so he flashed out of the array.

But the two puppet swordsmen were like the ghosts of the tarsal bones, their indifferent faces were full of ruthless monstrous killing intent, and the sword light condensed again and slashed towards Tian Changkai.

"Hmph!" Yan Bin's big hand flicked slightly, and an earthy yellow 'color' light suddenly escaped from his sleeve and rushed towards the two puppet swordsmen.

With a loud bang, the Tai Chi pattern-like spiritual power vortex condensed by the two puppet swordsmen collided with the magic weapon displayed by Yan Bin, and erupted into a deafening roar of mana. The commanders who were fighting outside the array were shocked and lost their 'color' one by one and kept flying backwards, even so, there were still a few people who were shocked by the mana 'wave' that escaped and spat blood from their mouths, and their 'color' turned white.

The Tai Chi pattern-like spiritual power vortex was instantly defeated by the yellow 'color' light, and the two puppet swordsmen retreated in both directions, and began to move again with their swords raised, and they were actually preparing for the second round of attacks, showing unprecedented strong momentum that was necessary to kill those who broke into the formation.

The yellow 'color' light condensed, revealing its true appearance, but it was a yellow-colored turtle shell-like magic weapon.

Yan Lian's eyebrows were tightly locked, and he seemed to be puzzled by the abnormal change that appeared in front of him. However, he did not show the slightest hesitation, and pinched the magic weapon of the turtle shell with one hand, and the turtle shell instantly turned into the size of a small mountain, and slammed into the two puppet swordsmen, at the same time, Yan Jian grabbed forward with a big hand, and a large hand of earth yellow 'color' condensed by mana was condensed in an instant, and probed into the array, and dragged Tian Changkai, who was seriously injured and dying by the spiritual power 'wave', out of the Taiji Liangyi array.

After all, the two puppet swordsmen only had the strength of the middle stage of the Jiedan, and under the bombardment of this turtle-shell-shaped magic weapon, the spiritual light disappeared from the array, and the spiritual light in the Taiji Liangyi array also disappeared, and the blue and 'colored' stone path was revealed.

Yan Jian frowned and took back the magic weapon, raised his finger a little, threw out an earthy yellow 'colored' pill, and threw it into Tian Changkai's mouth without saying anything, and then said to Yan Jing next to him: "Take him away." Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that you are the commander of the middle-level team and have to participate in tomorrow's assessment battle, the old man would not bother to care about your life or death. Now you understand the meaning of the old man's words, right?"

Tian Changkai swallowed Yan Bin's earthy yellow 'color' pill, his face gradually recovered a trace of blood, and he glanced at the Tai Chi Liangyi Array with palpitations, and then said with a frightened face towards Yan Bin: "Thank you seniors for saving your life!"

"Let's go, the old man still wants to see if Wu Yan can comprehend other sword intents, but he doesn't have time to pay attention to others. Yan Jian shook his hand, took a stride, crossed the Taiji Liangyi Array, and disappeared into the deep stone forest behind the array.

Yan Jing frowned and asked the other Commanders, "Which of you can send the Heaven Commander back to the Sea Hunting Training Camp?" ”

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, but no one comes forward. In the end, Lu Qian, who was still gloomy, arched his hand to Yan Jing, helped Tian Changkai, and left this place gloomily.

Yan Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately ignored the other mid-level clan leaders who were still reluctant to leave, and directly took a stride, crossed the Taiji Liangyi Array, and disappeared into the deep stone forest behind it.

Strangely, he went in this time, but did not trigger the slightest reaction from this array. It seemed that the Yan family had indeed found a way to enter it without triggering this array.

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Wu Yan naturally didn't know what happened here, of course, he just knew, and he didn't have much interest in caring about it.

His attention was now all focused on the ruins of a great avenue left behind by this endless years ago.

At this time, all the Commanders who were able to break through the formation and enter were standing in front of this ancient ruin, looking at this place with solemn faces.

Standing at the end of the stone road, Wu Yan took in all the qiē inside.

Eight dilapidated and vicissitudes of grass are located in all directions, seemingly after endless years, but still standing firm in the center of this stone forest of the Vientiane Array.

Wu Yan looked at the grass house at the end of the stone road with a calm gaze, and the familiar and friendly atmosphere came to his face, which made Wu Yan feel like he was home.

At this moment, Wu Yan's gaze seemed to penetrate time and space, recalling the only thatched cottage in Wujiagou Wujia Village, when he was a child. At that time, he was a taciturn peasant boy. At that time, although he was silent, in his small heart, he fantasized countless times that one day he would be able to get ahead and let his father, mother and younger siblings live a carefree life.

In order to change his fate, he often took the opportunity to herd cattle for Wu Laocai's family, and scattered the buffaloes of the landlord Wu Laocai's family on the slopes of Wujia Mountain. Then, he himself quietly returned to the village, and with great piety and admiration, he secretly ran back to the cottage of the village school, and lay down outside the adobe fence of the cottage, and dodged and looked at the gentleman who was lecturing in the cottage, and the young people in the village who were from wealthy families, babbling and reading some unintelligible poems with the gentleman.

At that time, he had silently recited poems in his heart countless times that he couldn't understand at all.

At that time, how much he longed for himself to be like those rich boys, sitting in the grass hall, shaking his head and learning poetry with his husband, and one day he could get ahead with this knowledge and fight for a bright future.

Unfortunately, the family was very poor at that time, and the family of five lived in two small thatched huts with leaky air on all sides. His father worked for Wu Laocai's family for a long time, and he was only eight years old at the time, and he had become a cowherd for Wu Laocai's family. His younger brother Wu Shan is only two or three years old, and he is not very dexterous when he walks, and his younger sister Wu Duo has just been born. The family's subsistence rations all depend on his father to work as a tenant farmer for Wu Laocai's family and to herd cattle for Wu Laocai's family, where is there any spare money for him to study?

At that time, the thatched hall of the village middle school was the most sacred place in his mind. He had dreamed about it countless times in the middle of the night, and his tears were stained. He dreamed that he was sitting in a thatched hall and religiously studying poetry with his husband.

That kind of emotion has always been buried deep in Wu Yan's heart. It is a kind of admiration and desire for knowledge, for the future, and for destiny.

And this qiē has long since left him.

It's just that at this moment, when Wu Yan saw the dilapidated grass house in front of him, somehow, he was aroused the kind of love and longing that was buried in his heart.

Wu Yan's eyes gradually moistened as he stared at the grass house in front of him. A love that has never existed before, overflowing through the heart and flowing in the bottom of the heart.

It is an admiration and longing for the unknown, for the Tao.

Wu Yan suddenly understood what this grass house was about.

This grass house is the place where those powerful monks of the Great Yan Sword Sect preached and preached thousands of years ago.

Presumably, the grass house at that time should be new. Presumably, it should be surrounded by disciples of the Great Yan Sword Sect who are eager to understand the Great Dao and learn the Great Dao. They knelt around the grass house reverently, quietly listening to the teachings of their predecessors, and reverently understanding the Qiē related to the Tao.

The other commanders couldn't wait to find the stone pillars carved with sword marks, and their eyes were fiery, as if they couldn't wait to comprehend the sword style and sword intent on it immediately.

Even the genius youths of the four major sects were equally eager to constantly check the forty-nine stalagmite pillars in the entire Dayan Stalagmite Forest.

At this moment, only Wu Yan, his eyes were moist, and no one walked to the dilapidated grass house step by step, his face was calm, his eyes bowed down to the grass house reverently, his eyebrows were close to the ground, and he closed his eyes on the ground, quietly listening to the mantra of the avenue that echoed in all directions of this grass house thousands of years ago.

Cultivate the truth and seek the way, and always have a sense of awe. I don't want to build the road to the next life, I just want to live with the Tao.

Wu Yan lay on the ground quietly, completely forgetting the qiē around him.

His strange behavior immediately attracted the attention of many people. However, when everyone found out that he was actually kneeling down reverently towards the ruined grass huts on all sides, throwing himself to the ground, and making a gesture of listening, many people laughed loudly.

"Isn't this guy crazy? Since he took shit luck and broke into the formation, he didn't come to comprehend the sword-style sword path on this stone pillar, but instead gave up his roots and bowed down to the broken grass houses. It was Tang Huang's voice, and he seemed to have finally found an opportunity to tease and mock Wu Yan.

"Haha, Brother Tang's words are wrong, maybe there are really some traces of the ancient sword cultivation power left by the ancient sword cultivators in these broken grass houses? Haha, but, people like me who are so stupid and reckless, I'm afraid they don't have the opportunity to feel that way, it's a pity, it's a pity. "This person is Yun Chuang, who said that it was a pity, but his face was full of ridicule.

Many of the lords who had festivals with Wu Yan gathered together and deliberately followed behind Wu Yan, watching him bow down devoutly towards the ruined grass houses, and laughed even more unscrupulously in his mouth.

Xuanyuan Jie, Shi Wuxi, Xiao Xuelian, and Evil Yunya were also shocked by this movement, and they all looked sideways at Wu Yan, and with their pious and solemn worship, they gradually stared at the dilapidated grass house that they had automatically ignored.

Wu Yan looked at the qi qi outside his body, as if he hadn't seen it, and didn't look at anyone from beginning to end. It wasn't until he finished kneeling in front of the last ruined grass house that he stood up, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, sighed too long, and bowed to the tallest circular stalagmite pillar in the center: "Junior Wu Yan, today I am fortunate to come to the core of the 'Gate' of the Great Yan Sword Sect to pay tribute to the ancient demeanor of my predecessors, and the three lives are fortunate! If he gets the Great Dao, he will definitely revive the lineage of the Great Yan Sword Sect one day, if he violates this oath, he will be punished by heaven!"

After finishing speaking, I suddenly saw that in the grass houses in all directions, eight blue 'colored' aura suddenly rose to the sky, and suddenly rushed in the direction of Wu Yan - 32523 + dsuaahhh + 24475820 - >