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"Hmph!" The old man who played the piano couldn't help but snort coldly again when he saw that the second sword cultivator had already made a move. His brow furrowed slightly, and Fang Zhuo saw his fingers lightly twitching over a string.

"Zheng!"

A trill.

Immediately, Fang Zhuo was surprised to see a wave of water rushing into the sky!

That's real water waves, pure water!

Endless waves surged up in an instant, and they were more than ten zhang high!

The water waves formed by the pure water spirit qi are extremely clear and transparent, just like a huge jade with blue and green!

It's just that this transparent jadeite, with an incomparable majestic power, rushed towards the three Nine Heavens Sword Sect's sword cultivators!

Fang Zhuo felt the earth-shattering aura of this water wave, and he was really surprised in his heart. Summoning water waves with spiritual power is really not an amazing spell. The cultivator raised his hand and threw himself into water, fire, wind and thunder, and it can be said that he could use it arbitrarily without any hindrance.

However, the spells of this old piano player are definitely different!

Such an earth-shattering wave of water was summoned in an instant, how could it be done with a simple single Dao spell? Perhaps this old man who played the qin had reached the realm of Fang Zhuo's Spirit Wood Clone, and this kind of cultivation could still do this, with his current strength. That's absolutely impossible!

Fang Zhuo's gaze suddenly shifted to the guqin in front of the old man's knee again.

This time. His divine sense reached directly into it unabashedly. After checking it, Fang Zhuo's face was suddenly very exciting.

He looked at the guqin dumbfounded, and the disbelief in his eyes was about to erupt.

Dare to love, the guqin in the hands of this old man who plays the piano is not just a spiritual treasure. Fang Zhuo only realized after sensing it that this weapon had not actually been promoted to a spirit treasure, it was just an extraordinary magic weapon.

However, although it was only a magic weapon, Fang Zhuo could conclude it. Most of the spiritual treasures in front of it can only eat ashes!

This weapon is so rebellious!

This is like the cultivation realm of a cultivator, and one cannot judge one's strength purely from the perspective of one's cultivation. Although this weapon is only a magic weapon, it can be proud of the spirit treasure!

There are seven strings on the top of this guqin. Five of them are filled with a rich and strong water atmosphere. The other two are relatively simple, but they are made of gold wires with better materials.

What made Fang Zhuo's Spirit Wood clone feel unbelievable was that these five strings with a strong water aura were actually made from five complete water veins!

That's a lot of money!

First of all, the old man who plays the piano must master the means of collecting the water veins without harming its roots. Although many people are able to collect all kinds of spiritual veins, in the process of collecting them, they will more or less bring some damage to the spiritual veins because of insufficient strength and insufficient cultivation, or because of insufficient means and wrong methods.

Collecting the spirit veins is not the hardest. For this old man. The most difficult thing is that he actually has a mysterious method that can refine a water vein into a thin string!

How delicate is a string?!

And a complete vein of water. It's usually thousands of miles long!

It is not a big river with majestic water vapor, and it is not a large river with a strong enough water atmosphere, and it cannot give birth to water veins at all.

Fang Zhuo's Spirit Wood clone only realized at this moment that the water vein trembling he sensed before was not this old man collecting the water vein at all, but he was refining the water vein! he was slowly refining this water vein with his unique means!

This kind of method is really against the sky.

Only a character with this kind of means can slowly and gradually refine such an extraordinary weapon. has a strong sound control means, has enough cultivation strength, and has such a terrible guqin, who would dare to underestimate such an opponent?!

Fang Zhuo's Spirit Wood Clone only understood at this moment why this old man was so tough and domineering when facing the sword cultivation of the three Nine Heavens Sword Sect!

Sword cultivation has always been known for its fighting strength beyond Qunlun, and the Nine Heavens Sword Sect is the top sect in Zhongzhou of the Cangyuan Continent, and the leader Qunlun doesn't know how many thousands of years it has been! Not to mention that among these three sword cultivators, this boy looks like a middle-aged man who has been closing his eyes and is a character who is difficult to deal with at first glance.

However, the old man didn't care, and he couldn't even let the other party get closer and take a look!

It turns out that he has such earth-shattering means.

Fang Zhuo looked at the old man with a very complicated look in his eyes. He has two memories of Fang Zhuo and Mu Kui, and his knowledge and experience are not extensive enough. But on the path of cultivation, there are really many capable people, and all kinds of magical means are emerging one after another. Someone was actually able to refine the water veins into strings to refine a guqin, and Fang Zhuo's spirit wood clone felt that he was a little underestimating the heroes of the world.

There was a popping explosion over there!

The middle-aged man who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes! His hands were still holding the scabbard in his arms, but his right foot stepped forward again!

A thunderous sword qi stabbed out with a cold sword intent!

The timing of this sword qi is very ingenious, and it is exactly in the same place as the ten thousand sword threads cast by the boy in front of him!

The wave was slashed and shattered!

A smile suddenly appeared on the little face of the boy-like sword cultivator. But before the smile could fully unfold, it turned into horror!

That crack was really insignificant for this sky-rushing wave, but it was enough for the three sword cultivators of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect to get out. It's just that this crack only appeared for a moment, and it didn't even last for half a moment, and it was directly closed!

"Damn it!"

The sharp cry of the boy-like sword cultivator was drowned out by the roaring waves.

Fang Zhuo Lingmu's doppelganger's brows couldn't help but twitch. Being slapped by this kind of colossal force, even those two Yuanying Sword Cultivators were enough to drink a pot. And the young man who was full of sword energy. I'm afraid it's even more miserable.

"Old fellow. Do you dare to leave your name?!" The boy-like sword cultivator's sharp voice came from afar from the sound of the waves. It is said to be from afar. It was because of this huge wave that sent them directly out two hundred zhang away! And the wave had not completely dispersed, and it still engulfed the three of them in a hurry.

"Hmph! ”

"Mizukien?!Are you Mr. Mizuqin?!" the boy exclaimed suddenly!

Fang Zhuo came back to his senses in slight surprise and looked at the old man with a calm face. Unexpectedly, although this old man named Mr. Shuiqin was far away in the Yunqing Continent, even the people from the Cangyuan Continent had actually heard of his name. Listening to the tone of the boy's sword-like cultivator, it seems that this Mr. Shuiqin is a remarkable character.

But think about it, this person has secret skills, and he has such an earth-shattering guqin in his hand, if the name is not loud. That's not right.

Fang Zhuo saw the three Nine Heavens Sword Sect's sword cultivators retreat, but his divine sense had been paying attention to the three people and quickly moving away.

Nine Heavens Sword Gate, after this Mr. Shui Qin opened his mouth and pointed out that the sect of these three sword cultivators was the Nine Heavens Sword Gate, Fang Zhuo became interested.

The Nine Heavens Sword Sect is not only the largest sect in Zhongzhou, but also the largest sword sect in the world. In the sect of sword cultivation, this is definitely second to none.

However, it wasn't this reason that drew Fang Zhuo's attention to them, but the grudge between it and the Bitter Sword Sect.

I remember that the Bitter Sword Sect was forced to go south away from Zhongzhou, and found such a place as Fulong Mountain to camp and take root, and since then there have been seven sects of Fulong Mountain. A situation of rivalry with Yuling Mountain and Haiyan City.

Instead, the one who forced the Bitter Sword Sect out of Zhongzhou. It is precisely this Nine Heavens Sword Gate.

Regarding the grievances between the Nine Heavens Sword Sect and the Bitter Sword Sect, 10,000 years have passed, and there are very few people in the Bitter Sword Sect who know the Dao now. That is, Fang Zhuo contacted the elders in the door and their secrets were relatively more, so he had heard of this entanglement. However, Fang Zhuo is also unclear about the details inside.

Fang Zhuo's divine sense deserted here, and Mr. Shui Qin over there was also paying attention to the sword cultivators of the three Nine Heavens Sword Sect who were retreating. At this moment, Fang Zhuo suddenly heard a roar, and then Mr. Shui Qin's shout came from his consciousness!

"You dare!"

Fang Zhuo's divine sense quickly looked back, only to see a cloud of spiritual light rushing into the sky, and it had already become a mess over there in an instant!

In a fit of rage, Mr. Shui Piano plucked a string with all his might, and the rushing waves formed layers of thick and towering walls of water, enveloping him in them. And at this moment, outside the wall of water under him, five or six figures were rapidly launching a storm-like onslaught!

Fang Zhuo's Spirit Wood clone couldn't help but be taken aback. Because among the figures who surrounded Mr. Shuiqin's killers, there were actually two real god masters!

One of these figures was in human form, and the others were in the form of demon beasts. Except for the two Great Demons, the other three are all top-notch Yuanying Peak Demons! The five Great Demons launched a crazy attack, and Mr. Shui Qin lost the first move, even if he used all the means to get out for the time being!

And on the other side, the roars and shouts kept coming, and it was obvious that Gu Pingzhou also had an opponent!

Bursts of explosive energy flowed in all directions, Gu Pingzhou drank violently, and actually withstood the siege of the three Yuanying Demons!

Fang Zhuo's spirit wood clone looked at this, and he was suddenly a little surprised. This water vein seems quite unusual, and it can actually contain so many powerful demons. Because the big demons who are doing it at this moment, whether they are at the peak of the Yuan Infant or the gods, are all water demons!

Fang Zhuo thought about it, too, since this Mr. Shuiqin has the secret skill of refining water veins as strings, he naturally will not choose ordinary water veins. Looking at his age, he doesn't know how old he is, hundreds or even thousands of years old, and at this moment, his piano is only a string refined by five water veins. None of the veins of water he had chosen were ordinary.

It's just that at this moment, Gu Pingzhou and Mr. Shui Qin are in a bitter battle, but Fang Zhuo's side doesn't know whether to help.

"Little friend, the two of us can hold on. "Over there, Mr. Shuiqin, despite the seeming precariousness of the siege, came from the sound of divine consciousness.

"However, I am entangled, and the old dragon must come and fall into the well. If the little friend is convenient, please help delay a little bit. ”

"Old Dragon?" Fang Zhuo was a little strange. (To be continued......)