Dao Xuanzong, a strong man who has inherited 100,000 years from the wilderness.

For 100,000 years, Dao Xuanzong has always been the number one sect in the Qiongyu realm, with a great reputation. Since Ling Qiu's sword was vacated ten thousand years ago, one person and one sword fought the world's masters alone, Dao Xuanzong lost the prestige of the world's number one sect.

Ten thousand years ago, Wang Zhixuan had already obtained the inheritance of the position of the head of Daoxuanzong from his master. And the reputation of the number one faction in the world of Daoxuanzong was lost in the hands of Wang Zhixuan.

This person was originally a high-spirited and imposing person, but since he was defeated by Ling Qiujian with a sword, his personality has changed greatly, although he has not lost the bearing of the head of a faction, his heart is a little gloomy.

A gloomy heart will always come up with gloomy schemes.

For example, this time Wang Zhixuan came up with a perfect strategy......

One hundred thousand miles southeast of Xuantian Sect's Jianshan, there is a peak, although this peak is lacking in aura, but the mountain is steep, a peak is independent, unclimbable.

Wang Zhixuan was wearing a silver robe, and behind the robe hung a magic weapon carved from white jade in the shape of gossip. The magic weapon is hollowed out in the middle, and the eight hexagrams are constantly changing, which is the high-grade immortal weapon of Dao Xuanzong, which is called the Bagua Dao empty plate.

It is rumored that in this gossip empty plate, there is a mystery of seeking the Tao to become a god.

But compared to the sword wheel of Xuantian Sect, this roulette wheel has almost become a joke.

Wang Zhixuan has never been in front of outsiders, he chose this gossip empty plate behind him, today he felt that the plan had been accomplished, and the general trend had arrived, so when he stood alone on the peak, he chose the gossip empty plate behind him. The white light on the jade plate was shining, setting off Wang Zhixuan's figure very majestic.

A spirit crane flew from the direction of the Northwest Xuantian Sect.

"The ploy succeeded?"

Wang Zhixuan couldn't wait to perform the method of sound transmission, and asked in the direction of the spirit crane.

Huang Wushen sat on the back of the white crane, flew to the top of the mountain, walked in front of Wang Zhixuan, first handed over the bronze mirror in his hand to Wang Zhixuan, and then bowed, "Senior brother in charge, the plan has been completed!"

"Good!"

Wang Zhixuan nodded suddenly, his eyes sparkled, it seemed that the depression and bad luck in his heart for many years had disappeared in an instant, and he thought in his heart: "Ling Qiujian, Ling Qiujian, back then, you made an appointment with my Dao Xuanzong with one person and one sword, broke the three great arrays of my Dao Xuanzong, fought alone against the seven masters of my Dao Xuanzong, and forcibly took away the reputation of the world's number one sect." It's a pity that you have become a god and left, and the grievances and karma you left behind can only be repaid by Xuantian Sect!"

Wang Zhixuan's two fingers pinched the bronze mirror, and his fingertips were slightly white.

In this bronze mirror, there is a record of an imaging technique......

In the middle of winter, the sky and the earth are cold.

The cold wind blew from the lens of the northern heaven and earth, swept through the North Sea Demon Sect located in the Qiongyu Realm, and then blew into the eight million miles of mountains and rivers in the Qiongyu Realm.

As soon as the north wind came, heavy snow fell from the sky.

Although Xuantian Cave Heaven is a blessed land, it also has four seasons.

The heavy snow was sprinkled, dyeing the seven peaks of the Qiongyu Realm in silver.

Liu Yi stepped on the snow all over the ground and walked down from the Divine Sword Peak.

Many of the monks in the peak who had instilled sword qi for Ling Wanjian had already returned to the cave mansion. Although the person had already left, there was still a faint aura of sword intent wafting in the air.

This kind of aura can only be felt by sword cultivators.

While walking in the mountains, Liu Yi couldn't help but think of the real person of Shattered Star.

When Ling Wanjian, the head of the Xuantian Sect, was seriously injured and troubled by the demonic qi in his body, all the masters above the Pure Yang Realm of the Xuantian Sect had to heal Ling Qiujian's injuries in the Divine Sword Peak, but this Shattered Star True Person went to the wilderness alone and appeared on the battlefield when Lu Undefeated was about to sweep the Quartet.

At the beginning, the Shattered Star True Man only completed half of the sword, and the remaining half of the sword was completed by Liu Yi.

The Hengshan Demon Emperor personally passed on his disciple Lu to be undefeated, and he also died because of this sword.

This Shattered Star True Person is Ling Wanjian's personal disciple.

For this person, Liu Yi also has some respect in his heart, but this person has already lost his soul.

It is precisely because of the relationship between the real people of Broken Star that Liu Yi also has a very good impression of Ling Wanjian, who he has never met. As the saying goes, if there is a teacher, there must be an apprentice, and in Liu Yi's opinion, Ling Wanjian must also be a character with an imposing momentum.

"If I have the strength to rescue the senior brother from the Netherworld Demon Prison, the four senior brothers and sisters don't need to work so hard, they have to instill sword qi for the senior brother in charge every three feet, and they will exhaust themselves and exhaust themselves......"

Liu Yi stepped on the snow and walked all the way to the bottom of the mountain, feeling the sword intent aura that gradually dissipated in the mountain, and the breath between his noses was unusually stable.

When I walked to the foot of the mountain, I looked back at the mountain, but I saw that this Divine Sword Peak was straight to the top of the mountain, like a divine sword thousands of miles long, proudly erected between heaven and earth.

The momentum of this mountain is extraordinary.

Liu Yi seems to be able to reverie from this mountain to revenate Ling Qiujian's tireless cultivation and determination to seek a sword to become a god.

"If you are not firm, if you are not persistent, how can you become a god?"

Liu Yi asked himself, his mind was affected by the mountain situation, and he raised his legs and took a step, but he felt that this step was faintly integrated with the mountain situation of Shenjian Peak.

"Yourself is one with heaven and earth!"

This feeling shocked Liu Yi's heart.

Lift up half of your footsteps and stop in mid-air.

It's just that when Liu Yi stopped, this feeling dissipated like a tide.

"Could it be that this is what Brother Feather said at the beginning, one step at a time, one mountain and one river? When the Shattered Star True Man used his sword skills in the immeasurable mountains, when he took a step, he had this feeling of integrating himself into heaven and earth. It's a pity that I just felt the mountain situation of Shenjian Peak, and I took this half step with a flash of inspiration in my heart, and I didn't really reach the level of one mountain and one river at a time. ”

Liu Yi rose from the foot of the Divine Sword Peak and flew towards the half-way peak, thinking in his heart: "The Shattered Star True Man only cultivates the sword intent and disperses all the true elements in his body, which can be regarded as a wise and brave person, but unfortunately he can't become a god with sword intent like the ancient sword cultivator that Brother Feather said." ”

"I pray to myself, and the primordial god I visualize is my immortal and immortal self. I will definitely not die before I become enlightened, like the Shattered Star True Man!"

"Between heaven and earth, after all, strength is respected. When my division Ling Qiu Sword was there, no one dared to stop the edge of Xuantian Sect. But after he became a god and left, the Hengshan Demon Emperor wanted to attack the Qiongyu realm. Now that the senior brother in charge has been suppressed in the Netherworld Demon Prison, the Xuantian Sect has been forced to close the mountain and close the door!"

A wave of anger, accompanied by a strong fighting spirit, appeared in Liu Yi's heart.

The seven peaks of Xuantian Cave are arranged in the direction of the Big Dipper.

Excalibur Peak is in the northernmost part, but Bandao Peak is in the southernmost part.

The mountains are covered with snow.

Liu Yi flew to his cave mansion, but saw Tang Jiawen carrying a few lanterns in his hands, and was about to hang the lanterns above the gate of the cave mansion.

In mid-December, it was almost the end of the Chinese New Year.

Liu Yi and Tang Jiawen said a few words, then said goodbye to Tang Jiawen, walked to his room, and prepared to ask the greedy wolf about Xia Shuang, and then opened the gate of the boulder, and went to the world world that was full of clouds and mist but was extremely full of spiritual energy, and practiced.

Pushing the door in, he saw Zhuyu wearing a thin light veil, kneeling upright in the center of the room.

"Lord!"

King Zhuyu bowed his head, revealing a deep ru(ru) ditch in front of Liu Yi, and said: "Zhuyu is at fault, please punish the Lord!"