In a large hall in Qingcheng Mountain, several of Zhang Yiwen's senior brothers were meditating in the main hall.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and a small boy ran over in a panic.

The little boy's face was flushed, and he hurriedly pushed open the hidden door, stepped into the hall in three steps, his feet were unstable, and he knelt on the ground.

A Taoist sitting on the high platform opened his eyes and scolded solemnly: "Panic, walking, mentality is all messed up, what is it like!"

"Master, master, I, I..."

The little boy's blushed face turned even redder, as if he had something to say.

Wuwei Zhenren smiled mildly and said: "But there are important things, if there are important things, just say them directly, no need to be nervous." ”

The little boy took a deep breath and spit it out, bowed to the handrail in a proper manner, and said, "Tell the master, all the uncles, the uncles." The passage leading to the Three Thousand Sword Shrine was broken into. ”

Everyone's expressions changed greatly, cheered up, and looked at the little boy one after another.

Wuwei Zhenren asked, "Can you find out the identity of the intruder?"

Xiao Tong replied: "The disciples are not as strong as they are, and they have not been able to find out the identity of the arrival, so they can only see a strange thing through the Heavenly Mirror. “

Wuwei Zhenren stood up, looked calm, and looked in the direction of Xi'an City, could it be that Senior Brother Yiwen wanted to call the Three Thousand Sword Shrines?

"Fellow disciples, let's go together and see how the situation is. Wuwei Zhenren said.

All the Taoists also realized the seriousness of the matter, and they all stood up and began to walk towards the Tongtian Temple. The Three Thousand Sword Shrines have been silent for many years, and it is certainly not easy to appear abnormally this time.

At this moment, outside the Tongtian Palace, three Taoist priests are waiting for all the Taoists,

The Taoists floated in, and the little Taoists bowed and bowed: "I have seen the master, the uncles, the uncles." ”

Wuwei Zhenren waved his hand, and asked as he walked, "What's the situation?"

One of the little Taoist priests returned: "Uncle Yu, this person is breaking through the barrier of the Three Thousand Sword Shrines. However, since these barriers have been accumulated for a long time, if you want to pass them, you will be able to do it from time to time. ”

Wuwei Zhenren was anxious and strode inside.

The junior in charge of the temple led the way. The crowd walked through several corridors, and at the end of the corridor was a small two-story attic.

Passing through a barrier and pushing the door in, the room is filled with a circle of bookshelves that store information about the Babel Mirror.

The Bato Mirror is placed right in the center. The junior disciple in charge of the Heavenly Mirror stepped forward and injected a wave of aura.

The Babel Mirror opened, and the bronze coating on the mirror surface of the basin-sized Babel Mirror slowly faded, and a light screen gradually emerged.

Everyone held their breath and watched the situation in the Heavenly Mirror.

The junior brother changed his hands with both hands, and the aura continued to pour into the heavenly mirror, and the images on it became clearer and clearer.

Wuwei Zhenren sighed, not good. It seems that something uncontrollable has happened in Xi'an City.

Sure enough, it's Zhang Yiwen!

Everyone turned around and began to walk towards another peak.

Another peak of Qingcheng Mountain, the breeze is blowing, ten Taoists are standing on the platform paved with large white stone slabs on the top of the mountain, the cyan Taoist robes are constantly fluttering with the wind, the eyes of the ten Taoists are burning, the three thousand sword mounds of Qingcheng Mountain have been silent for many years, and they are finally going to be called today?

Wuwei Daoist said to his eldest disciple: "Master Wei will work with your nine senior uncles to do this here! Guard the mountain gate, those people who are surrounding the mountain outside, don't worry about them, your junior uncle is now in trouble in Xi'an City, we must go to his aid." Qingchengmen people are not allowed to be bullied by outsiders. “

The disciple bowed and bowed: "I know, the disciple will take the juniors and disciples to the mountain gate to protect the Dharma for your uncles." “

After his disciples left, Wuwei Zhenren walked to the center of the crowd and said, "Senior disciples, prepare to open the formation. ”

"Yes!"

The nine Taoists returned in unison, their eyes focused and determined.

The Wuwei Daoist was in the middle of the platform, and the other nine Daoists were scattered on the edge of the platform with Wuwei as the center.

Everyone closed their eyes almost at the same time, held their breath and concentrated, concentrated their will, and scolded in unison: "Solution!"

The ten Taoists untied the outermost Taoist robes together and held them in their hands. One was thrown into the air, and the inner layer of the outer robe was filled with dense runes, just the introduction to open the three thousand sword shrines.

The ten Daoists raised one hand together, and ten thin blue rays burst out between the index and middle fingers.

The light hit the corresponding robe, and the dense runes emitted light.

Everyone put their hands on their chests, opened their eyes, and their robes were reflected in their faint eyes, and they read together,

"Three thousand Dao Laws, three thousand sword mounds, Daomen Qingcheng, Wu Wei!

Daomen Qingcheng, take it lightly!

Daomen Qingcheng, forget the accumulation!

Daomen Qingcheng, Cloud Palace!

...... In distress, you can't solve it, disturb the predecessors, and call the sword mound!"

In front of them, ten Daoists wrote Daomen characters with the aura flowing out of their hands.

Ten sprinkled runes shone on the platform, bursting with this powerful energy.

"Go!" the crowd uttered a rune. The runes flying into the sky collided with the runes on the robe, and the runes on the robe were scattered.

The ten Daoists gently stomped down their right feet together, their bodies rushed into the air, their hands naturally propped up, and the Dao robes were once again shrouded in their bodies.

The scattered runes rotated in an orderly manner under the light pulled by their hands,

Wuwei Zhenren stood in the center, and all the rune fragments rotated and spliced with him as the core.

The prototype of a large blue array was gradually perfected, and there were ten different blue array disks on the circular large array. One in the center and nine in the border.

The ten Daoists looked at each other and stood on the array in front of them together, and at this moment, Qingcheng Mountain shook violently several times.

Far away in a courtyard in the imperial capital, the young man turned around and looked at Chu Xin'er, and said with a smile: "Isn't this movement coming from Sichuan?"

Chu Xin'er returned: "It should be." ”

The young man seemed to understand something, and smiled: "It's interesting." Let's go, or the old fellow won't see us. “

On a certain island in Hainan, the young man in white was also slightly shocked, because he already knew that his eldest grandfather and fourth grandfather had used the secret protection found in that ruins in order to escape.

"It seems that Qingcheng Mountain has used the sword mound!"

The old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, the old Taoist of Wudang Mountain, and the old monk of Putuo Mountain...... Almost all the eyes of the cultivation world were attracted by Qingcheng Mountain. There is a great power to sigh, the aura has not been revealed, but the sword mound has been called, and the danger of Xi'an seems to be more serious than that of the capital.

The clouds are surging on Qingcheng Mountain, and the big array has been formed.

There are visions emerging from the mountains, green mountains, flowing water, lakes, dragons,

The miracles in the sky, as if a saint was born, the ordinary people surrounding the mountain suddenly seemed to be firewood lit by a spark, the crowd boiled all of a sudden, tens of thousands of people made a sound like a mountain and a sea, and the flashing lights were constantly flickering,

The crowd did not know where to start and someone was silently guiding the crowd to pray sincerely, not to make a fool of themselves. Tens of thousands of people knelt on their ground, folded their hands in front of their chests, and began to worship.

Wuwei Zhenren obviously didn't know that the outside had become the current situation, what they had to do now was to manipulate the big array, ready to call the Three Thousand Sword Shrine with Zhang Yiwen at any time.

Due to the display of the vision, many people who have not yet gone to the famous mountains and rivers watched the videos that flowed on the Internet, and more people began to flock to Qingcheng Mountain.

On top of the big array, Wuwei Zhenren sat on the array plate and said, "You junior disciples protect the Dharma for me, and I want to enter that passage to lead out a junior brother." “

Everyone replied in unison: "I know, senior brother, you can go, we will keep it." “

Wuwei Zhenren closed his eyes tightly, and a burst of light burst out of his body, soaring into the sky, and after a while, the spirit left his body, and a white circle appeared in front of him, and there was a black passage in the garden.

Under the gaze of everyone, the spirit of Wuwei Zhenren entered it.

In another mysterious space, Zhang Yiwen was entangled by a spider-like creature, and his soul fought hard for a while.

Suddenly, a light flashed out, and Wuwei real people appeared in front of him, Zhang Yiwen was distracted, and was bitten by these huge number of creatures.

"Senior brother. “

Wuwei Zhenren nodded and said, "How are you now?"

Zhang Yiwen struck a blow and returned: "It's okay, but senior brother, you are also down, who is the abbot above?"

Wuwei Zhenren took out a fire charm and spewed out dozens of flames, forcing all these strange creatures back, and said, "If you want to reach the place where the sword mound is buried alone, it is estimated that it is impossible. As long as we open the formation of the sword shrine, your senior brothers and I will send those ancient swords over in Qingcheng Mountain, and you will be responsible for receiving them in Xi'an City. ”

Zhang Yiwen nodded back: "Okay!"

Above Qingcheng Mountain, the real person asked puzzledly: "Senior brother, why do we have to enter the sword mound with our divine souls?"

The second senior brother smiled lightly and returned: "There is a large protective array set up inside the sword shrine, and at the same time, this formation is also the formation to open the sword shrine, if we don't open the formation, even if we set up a large array outside, we can't control those flying swords, and only by entering it in the state of a divine soul can we open that ancient array." “

Muyun Palace added, "And the Divine Soul must enter that space to enter. “

The second senior brother smiled lightly and said, "Yes, that space is still a mystery now. “

Looking at the body of the senior brother, the body without a divine soul at this time is really just an empty shell.

At the same time, above the loft of Liu's family in Xi'an City, a spot appeared on Zhang Yiwen's flesh, and the spot was slowly spreading.

Both the Desperate Daoist and Jiang Qingjiu discovered this change at the first time, and both of them were worried, it seems that Zhang Yiwen should have encountered some difficulties in it.

Jiang Qingjiu didn't know much about that space, so he asked the Desperate Daoist, "Desperate Daoist, what's going on?"

The Desperate Daoist frowned and said, "There are many strange and mysterious things in there, and it is very likely that the soul of Yiwen Daoist has encountered something inside. “

At this moment, a violent sound broke out, Jiang Qingjiu and the eyes of the desperate Taoist were attracted again, the giant octopus was knocked away again, and the old man and the ghost king were scattered at this time, and there was no longer the previous domineering momentum, although the old man of the upper family, who had recovered a little halfway, and the ghost king and the little civet cat had besieged it together several times, but what made people desperate was that the giant octopus seemed to be unable to kill anything, dead and gathered, formed, and then killed, gathered again, and again as if it had an immortal body.

The kitten has been devoured by the red stone, but it is still gritting its teeth and holding on, Jiang Qingjiu can't help but feel a little sorry for this civet cat, and its small body can't help trembling, but it still stands upright.

"This cat is still psychic and has a sense of affection. The Desperate Daoist couldn't help but praise.

The old man of the upper family and the ghost king all knew about Zhang Yiwen's going to call the three thousand sword mounds of Qingcheng Mountain, and the previous battle was estimated to have come from Qingcheng Mountain, so they didn't know if they would be able to hold out until then.

The old man of the upper family was thinking about who those two old men were, and they could have such a strange magic weapon.

"The wound is healing again. The ghost king said helplessly, "I really don't know what this thing is made of, it's so strong, it can't be killed, who put it in that short sword, it's really a god!"

The phantom manipulated by the little civet cat also dimmed a lot at this time,

The old man looked at the phantom of the kitten and said, "The civet cat seems to be unable to hold on, but thanks to it, otherwise the hundreds of thousands of people under the attic would have died." ”

The ghost king sighed, his own ghost soldiers and ghost generals were all devoured by the tentacles stretched out by this beast in the ground, and he had to kill this beast no matter what today.

The old man sighed and said, "Prepare to do it, it will soon be back to combat strength." ”

The two of them joined forces again, and the magic circle formed by the old man and the ghost king no longer had the power it had before, and the civet cat could not compete with it.

Under the blow of the octopus, it actually smashed the magic circle of the old man and the ghost king, and the two were knocked out again, this time they were seriously injured.

Only the little civet cat remains, and the spots on Zhang Yiwen's body are still spreading, and the situation seems to have developed to the point of irreversibility.

What should I do?, Jiang Sake thought bitterly.

Many of the ancient relics have dispersed at this moment, in their opinion, the defeat is decided, and continuing to stay here will only become the next target of the octopus, the aura is not obvious, the ancient relics are not out, and none of them can be sure that they can defeat the octopus with the magic weapon in their hands.

Just after the ancient relics hidden in the shadows began to disperse completely, in front of the attic, a light suddenly appeared,

A white aperture sparked, and the black channel was opened again.

Under the expectant gaze of Jiang Qingjiu and the desperate real person, Zhang Yiwen's soul walked out, but at this time, even the state of his soul was not very good, like a glimpse of a kitten whose body had been devoured, he hurried over quickly, and his soul returned to his body.

His eyes opened, as if he was a little weak, his face was extremely pale, he knew his situation, opened his mouth, his voice had become hoarse, and said: "Brother Sake, when my senior brother is concerned, they will use the formation in Qingcheng Mountain to transport the sword of the three thousand sword mounds." Originally, I was supposed to be the answerer, but in my current state, you can also see that only you can catch the sword of the sword shrine,"

Jiang Qingjiu returned solemnly: "Okay, you can." ”

Zhang Yiwen also told Jiang Sake about the heart method and technique.

Jiang sake went to the top floor of the attic and waited for the flying sword to arrive.

The desperate Taoist treated Zhang Yiwen and asked: "Do you think that the sake Taoist will definitely be able to do it?" There are still Taoist people from Longhu Mountain and some young masters below. ”

Zhang Yiwen smiled dismally and returned: "Back then, the master and his old man planted a curse of life and death for Brother Sake and me, but that spell has been unraveled, without this shackle, Brother Sake, as a Jiang person, should be the most suitable person." ”

The curse of life and death, although I have heard of it, but now that I hear the person in question say this, I can't help but sigh a little, what were the purges for back then, and the mental method of the Heavenly Machine Sect could not be detected, and those things back then should have been deliberately covered up by someone. The only survivor was planted with such a spell by Qingcheng Mountain, which is really incredible, and it seems that there is a lot of involvement behind it.

The old man of the Shang family and the ghost king were the first to see the return of Zhang Yiwen's soul, which means that the three thousand sword mounds that have been silent for many years may be born, if such a killing weapon can't wipe out the giant octopus, then this monster is really invincible.

Thousands of miles away in Qingcheng Mountain,

When the Wuwei True Soul returned, everyone asked, "How is Senior Brother Yiwen?"

Wuwei Zhenren looked serious and returned: "Prepare to call the three thousand sword mounds, target Xi'an City!"