"Master, do you mean to say that before Xuanyuan, no one had ever entered the Desolate Sword Realm?"

Chu Xuanyuan couldn't help but be taken aback, he really didn't know if he was by chance. It turns out that the Wild Sword Realm is protected by an enchantment and has always been isolated from the outside world, but how did he get in?

Qingguang thought for a moment and said slowly: "To be precise, you are not the first, but strictly speaking, you are the first. Before you, there were indeed creatures who had entered the Desolate Sword Realm. But he is not a martial arts cultivator, he is a demon beast, and now, he is still in the desolate sword realm. ”

Speaking of this, Qingguang's face couldn't help but change a little, and when he mentioned this demon beast, his face became solemn, and his eyes were full of jealousy. He admonished Chu Xuanyuan: "Remember, this demon beast looks like an ape, you must not provoke it, in this desolate sword realm, I am afraid that no one can fight against him, including me, in its hands, I can't go for a round." ”

"This demon beast is so powerful, aren't you afraid that it will make trouble?" Chu Xuanyuan couldn't help but be a little worried, even the demon beast in the Desolate Sword Realm that no one could compete with, where did this demon beast come from, if it was a big killing, wouldn't this Desolate Sword Realm be chaotic!

Qingguang seemed to see Chu Xuanyuan's worries, waved his sleeves, and chuckled: "Don't worry, although this ape is powerful, it is not a murderous person. As a teacher, I have had a few encounters with him, and it won't be long before you meet him, so you don't have to pay attention to him. This ape has a great hobby, and that is sleeping, so don't disturb it!"

"Yes, Regulus remembers. Chu Xuanyuan replied, but he still had a question, that is, "Master, you said that I can change the history of the Desolate Sword Realm, how is this possible? Moreover, the Seven Swords, how could they give the inheritance of the Sword Ancestor to others. ”

Qingguang listened quietly, and then exhaled lightly, now, it was time for him to tell Chu Xuanyuan something.

"Because of the prophecy. ”

"Prophecy?"

"Yes, because your appearance coincides with the prophecy of the Sword Ancestor, the Tiangang Bell is an ancient thing, and this is the most powerful proof. ”

Airplanes!

Qingmang flashed, and the unsheathed Qingzhi Sword was grabbed by Qingguang in his hand, and then spread it flat on the ground, and continued: "Actually, I am one of the seven swords, the holder of the Qingzhi Sword - Qingguang. For some reason, I was forced to leave Heavenly Sword Mountain and travel through the Desolate Sword Realm in search of the person prophesied by the Sword Ancestor. And Chu Xuanyuan, I believe in you, you are the person I am looking for. ”

"Original...... It turns out that Master is one of the Seven Swords!"

Chu Xuanyuan really didn't expect that this master who took the initiative to accept apprentices would be one of the famous seven swords in the Desolate Sword Realm, and he suddenly had a feeling of flattery.

To have a strong man to be his master is undoubtedly the dream of all martial arts cultivators. And the first time Chu Xuanyuan came to this strange world, he met a first-class master in the Desolate Sword Realm, how could this not make him happy.

Subsequently, Chu Xuanyuan also learned that the Sword Demon Gate and the Heavenly Sword Mountain are on the same page, among them, the Sword Demon Gate has two masters, one is the Demon Sword Yin Monarch, and the other is the Demon Sword Heavenly Monarch, both of them have stepped into the realm of the Venerable, and they have always coveted the inheritance of the Sword Ancestor!

Once, Tianjian Mountain could suppress the Sword Demon Gate, and the master of the Sword Demon Gate, the Demon Sword Demon Monarch, once led the entire Sword Demon Gate to besiege the Heavenly Sword Mountain, but the seven swords shot, and before half the incense was burned, the Sword Demon Gate was defeated and retreated!

But now, Tianjian Mountain is gradually declining, and with the replacement of the Seven Swords heirs, the internal differences are also getting bigger and bigger. Up to now, the bearer of the Sword of Rain, one of the seven swords, Han Yu, has turned against each other, joined the Sword Demon Gate, and changed his name to Yujun. At the same time, the bearer of the Sword of Fire, one of the seven swords, Black Fire, ran away with negative energy.

Two of the seven swords were gone, taking advantage of this opportunity, the Sword Demon Gate grew rapidly, and the remaining five swords also organized the Heavenly Sword Mountain to encircle and suppress the Sword Demon Gate, and the two sides fought fiercely for several months, and it was difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat.

In order to break this deadlock, Qingguang descended the mountain to find the person prophesied by the Sword Ancestor. However, the Demon Sword Heavenly Monarch of the Sword Demon Sect, after ten years of that battle, suddenly had a realization, and immediately went into secret retreat! Even the Heavenly Sword Mountain still could not trace his whereabouts.

Because of the Demon Sword Heavenly Monarch, Qingguang has always been troubled by this, and the longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for Tianjian Mountain. But now, the anxiety in his heart has finally dissipated, because he has finally found the prophesied person.

"Xuanyuan, let's go! Time is pressing, I must teach you everything I have in the shortest possible time, the more time passes, the more unfavorable it will be! The future of the Desolate Sword Realm may depend on you. And you have to leave the Desolate Sword Realm, this is the only way. ”

Qingguang's two fingers were together, and a little down, the Qingzhi Sword was already suspended under his feet, and at the same time, he pulled Chu Xuanyuan with one hand, and the imperial sword left.

Chu Xuanyuan obediently followed behind him, he was actually not interested in the future of the Desolate Sword Realm. But if he wants to leave the Desolate Sword Realm, then he must go, the inheritance of the Sword Ancestor, he must get it, even if it is the Venerable in front of him, he must break it. He wants to become stronger, he has to return to Daqian, he has to find his father's whereabouts, whoever stands in his way is his enemy!

Sword Demon Gate

There are tall buildings here, but at the top of each building, there is a pitch-black sword, and in every dark corner here, there will be a pair of eyes, staring at the surroundings of the Sword Demon Gate's territory, and the vigilance is very strict.

The entire territory seems to be filled with a sinister atmosphere, but in the core area of the territory, there is a woman's attic. Flower pots hang from the window strings in the attic, and the grass downstairs is full of small flowers, adding a touch of life to this eerie place.

In the boudoir, in front of the bronze mirror, a pair of slender hands are like jade, he has a white and pure face, soft and delicate skin, slender eyebrows like picturesque, and eyes twinkling like stars. There is a small mouth under the small bridge of the nose, the lips are thin, the corners of the mouth are slightly curved upward, with a little sad smile.

She was wearing a snow-white fairy dress, sitting there, dignified and noble, quiet and elegant, so pure, quiet, like a budding hibiscus, delicate and dusty. With such a beauty, I am afraid that only Bing Xin, one of the seven swords, can compare with it.

Click!

Outside, there was a crisp knock on the door.

"What?"

The voice was so beautiful that it sounded. The man outside the house seemed to be fascinated. After a long pause, he hurriedly said, "Lord Yujun, Yin Jun invites you to go to the hall to discuss matters." It seems to have something to do with the sword of blue - blue light. ”

The braided hand suddenly stopped, and the next moment, Yujun took out his sword, the Sword of Rain, from under the bronze mirror, and pushed open the door with one palm. Hurried to the synagogue.

In the council hall, the Demon Sword Yin Monarch, who had just returned to the Sword Demon Gate, was in the main seat, and on his withered wrist, there was a golden bird parked and a note in his hand.

Soon, hurried footsteps sounded outside the hall, Yujun came with a sword, and asked when he entered the door, "I heard that I found Qingguang's whereabouts?"

The Sword Demon Yin Monarch raised his head, an evil smile appeared on his face, but the evil thought in his heart was suppressed by him. He handed over the note in his hand and said with a dry smile: "Look at it, don't you know." ”

Yujun grabbed the note and hurriedly glanced at it, and suddenly a trace of irrepressible anger flashed in his eyes!

"Qingguang, I've finally waited for you!"

"Tsk, do you want to go now, I'm really in a hurry! With your words alone, I'm afraid I won't be able to take the blue light, after all, he is the strongest blue sword among your seven swords. "Demon Sword Yin Monarch Dao.

"Your Excellency the beautiful Yujun, do you need this gentleman to accompany you? When the time comes, I'll let you do it, how about it?"

"I want to avenge my revenge myself, and I don't need you to interfere. Yujun drank coquettishly, swung his dress, and turned around abruptly. Left behind the Demon Sword Yin Monarch with a dry smile on his face.

Seeing that Yujun had already walked away, the Demon Sword Yin Jun put away his smile and replaced it with a wicked smile on his face.

"The praying mantis catches the cicada, the yellow finch is behind, when you kill Qingguang, you will have no room to use it, the seven swords, it is impossible to gather again!"

He proudly combed his white beard, twisted his body, turned into a black wind, and followed.

Qingguang flew with Chu Xuanyuan for a whole day, and finally arrived at a valley, but now, it was night, the moon was in the sky, the starry sky was romantic, and the world on the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of pale hoarfrost, and he fell asleep quietly.

In this valley, there is a small bamboo courtyard, surrounded by the tall bamboo forest, which rushes to the sky like crazy. In this bamboo courtyard, I don't know who placed a thick log, which was as thick as four meters, and occupied three-quarters of the space in the courtyard.

The key thing is that on this log, there is an old ape lying on his stomach, snoring loudly, sticky saliva, flowing through his teeth, hanging down the corners of his mouth, what kind of dream is this old ape doing?

"Master, the one you said, but—"

"Shhh

Qingguang made a gesture to signal Chu Xuanyuan to be quiet, and then continued to fly towards the depths of the valley with Chu Xuanyuan.

But the one who slept soundly on the wood yawned shockingly.

"Why, don't you say hello when you come?"

The old ape rolled over and said with his eyes closed. It seemed so calm, but Chu Xuanyuan always felt as if something was peeping at him.

"It turned out to be a real fairy doll. The old ape spat casually, and it stretched lazily, and then fell down naturally, and after a while, it snorted loudly. The coercion that shrouded Chu Xuanyuan's body also dissipated immediately.

Qingguang smiled awkwardly, gave a slight salute to the old ape, and then continued to fly forward with Chu Xuanyuan.

Unexpectedly, in this valley, there is a clear stream, the stream flows through it, and there is a pavilion for resting by the stream. Practicing here is indeed very easy to get into the mood.

"Xuanyuan, in the future, this is the place where you practice, I will personally teach you the Qing Sword Technique, and do my best to help you reunite the Seven Swords in the future!"

"Thank you, Master! Xuanyuan will definitely live up to Master's high expectations!" Chu Xuanyuan hurriedly bowed down and bowed, extremely grateful, but he didn't hear the other meaning of these words.

(To be continued...... ）