"Sonorous!"

The edge of the divine sword was almost completely suppressed, and the black brick was held in Zhuge Buliang's hand, and slapped on the sword of torture, and the sword light on the fairy sword was completely dimmed.

"How could it be?" Qin Yi was full of surprise, this Immortal Abuse Sword was a rare famous sword in the Qingxiao Sect, it had been sacrificed and refined by several elders himself, and the material was precious, taken from the earth's core ore, and it was hard and unhurried.

But in the face of this ordinary-looking black brick, Qin Yi felt that the Immortal Abuse Sword in his hand was completely powerless.

"Medium!"

Zhuge Buliang sighed, and the bricks slapped head-on.

"Sonorous!"

Qin Yi raised his sword to greet him, half of his body was already numb, and at this time, Qin Yi was shocked that a faint crack appeared on the current torture immortal sword.

"This can't be!" Qin Yi's heart twitched fiercely, and the Immortal Torture Sword actually showed faint signs of crumbling.

"Boom!"

The surrounding mountains, forests, and hills were all reduced to powder in this violent True Element Fluctuation.

"Bang!"

The black brick smashed up his face, and the immortal sword in Qin Yi's hand was eclipsed at this moment, and cracks appeared on the sword's body.

"Bell!"

With a crisp sound, the Immortal Sword was broken into two under the smashing of the bricks.

"Poof!"

Qin Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

"Hmph!" Zhuge Buliang snorted lightly, and the bricks flashed back into his body, and said, "Do you want to fight again?"

"You, you actually destroyed my immortal sword!" Qin Yi's face was haggard, but his eyes flashed with resentment, the immortal sword in his hand had been broken into two, lying quietly in Qin Yi's hand.

In the Qingxiao Sect, some disciples were bustling with discussions, and the thunderous roar from the back mountain deeply affected their hearts, and no one knew what kind of scene it was.

"The sound of the fight seems to have died down. ”

"Who the hell won?"

"Needless to say, of course it's Senior Sister Qin Yi, how can that kid win over Senior Sister in the foundation building period?"

"That's it, not to mention that the senior sister still has a peerless immortal sword in her hand. ”

"Look, it's back!"

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see a light and shadow swept from the back mountain, Zhuge Buliang stepped on the air step, long flying, standing with his hands in his hands, looking personable. He didn't stop and flew directly towards his small courtyard.

"The kid didn't look hurt. ”

"Hmph, I must be afraid of losing face, so I endured it. ”

"Senior Sister is back!"

Qin Yi's face was pale, and Edgeworth staggered back, her dress was stained with a large amount of blood, her face was as white as paper, and her hair was unkempt.

"Poof!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, Qin Yi's body shook, and she almost fell from mid-air.

"Senior Sister, how are you?" asked one of the disciples.

"I'm fine. Qin Yi waved his hand, no longer staying, and Edgeworth left.

The disciples immediately began to discuss.

"How can this be? It looks like the senior sister is not lightly injured. ”

"Could it be that the senior sister lost? How is this possible, the other party is just a small role in the foundation building period. ”

"That guy must have hurt Senior Sister with some trick!"

Everyone around was talking, but Zhuge Buliang was unaware, and returned to the room, meditated and breathed, recovering the depleted true yuan power.

took out the two jade bottles that Xiao Zhuo gave him before, uncorked them, and a faint fragrance filled the room. Zhuge Buliang licked his lips, took a sip, and suddenly felt a pure power like his body, driving the true yuan power in his body, and quickly recovered.

"This elixir is indeed good. Zhuge Buliang smacked his lips and closed his eyes to recuperate.

And at this moment, in a large hall, Qin Yi stood there with a pale face, and in front of her, it was Hua Yunfei, the head of the Qingxiao Sect, and several old men.

Hua Yunfei held the broken Immortal Sword in his hand, and his brows furrowed.

"The Immortal Sword has been sacrificed by us, and it is difficult for ordinary magic weapons to hurt it at all, but that kid actually broke it. An old man's snow-white eyebrows furrowed together.

"Qin Yi, how did he break the Immortal Abuse Sword?" Hua Yunfei raised his head and asked.

Qin Yi shook his head and said, "I don't know, I've never seen that kind of magic weapon, it's black, it's like a brick." ”

"Bricks?"

Hua Yunfei and several old men were stunned: "Bricks, just kidding, throughout the ages, most of the magic weapons of cultivators are flying swords, pagodas, treasure seals, etc., who will use bricks to make treasures?"

"Let's not talk about what kind of magic weapon it is, but being able to break the Immortal Abuse Sword is enough to see that it is an amazing magic weapon. An old man next to him said.

At this time, an old man on the other side of the side had a bright eye and said, "Do you remember the news from Lizhou some time ago?"

Hearing this, several people were in good spirits.

Hua Yunfei said: "I heard that it was said that the Nine Shadows of the Black Iron came into the world, and was obtained by a cultivator of the Foundation Building Period with a ghost mask, and then fled from Lizhou, it is said that the Nine Shadows of the Black Iron is more than a foot long, and it looks like a brick, so it is very similar to the thing described by Qin Yi." ”

"Do you suspect that this Zhuge Buliang is the cultivator with the ghost mask?" an old man raised his eyebrows.

"I'd rather believe it than not, if that thing is really the Nine Shadows Black Iron, you must do everything you can to get it!" Hua Yunfei's eyes flickered with a cold light.

"Do you want to tell Elder Ye?"

"Well, I'll tell her" Hua Yunfei waved his hand.

At this moment, Zhuge Buliang didn't know that the people of Qingxiao Sect had begun to pay attention to him.

At dawn the next day, Zhuge Buliang came to the back mountain again, and in the ruined ruins, the remnants of bricks and tiles were covered with moss. Walking in this ruin, Zhuge didn't want to be stunned. It seems like it's been a really long time since no one has come here, and no one has taken care of it, and there are vines and weeds everywhere.

At this time, Zhuge Buliang showed a broken stone stele, and countless words were densely recorded on the stele.

Zhuge didn't light up his eyes and swept it, fortunately it was not an ancient text from 10,000 years ago, and he could still understand it.

The record on the stele surprised Zhuge Buliang, and it was written that the ancestor of the Qingxiao Sect was from the Shuntian League, and he was originally a genius of the Shuntian League. Later, after leaving Shimen, he created the Qingxiao Sect by himself, and became the seventh of the top ten factions in Kyushu in one fell swoop!

It's just that later* experienced a catastrophe, and the Qingxiao Sect gradually went into decline.

Zhuge Buliang took a breath of cold air, he didn't expect that Qingxiao Sect still had such a history, that Qingxiao Sect's ancestor Tianzong Wizard actually led the newly rising Qingxiao Sect to enter the seventh of the top ten factions in Kyushu, but what kind of catastrophe did it experience later, which made Qingxiao Sect so ruined.

"No one is here, but it's a great place to retreat. ”

Zhuge Buliang looked around and nodded frequently.

When I returned to my residence, I happened to see Ye Xun coming back from outside, holding a cane in his hand, and when he saw that Zhuge was not bright, he said, "You take this." ”

As he spoke, Ye Xun took out a piece of jade and threw it to Zhuge Buliang.

"This is," Zhuge Buliang wondered for a while.

"This is the magic decision of Qingxiao Sect's alchemy, you slowly comprehend, if there is anything you don't understand, you can come and ask me. With that, Ye Xun walked into the courtyard on crutches.

Zhuge Buliang's heart moved, what was going on, he had only been in Qingxiao Sect for less than a month, and he had actually passed down the magic of alchemy. Zhuge Buliang wondered in his heart, but he was still happy, he came here for this.

I can't care so much about it. Zhuge Buliang thought in his heart.

That night, Zhuge Buliang stayed awake all night and studied the magic of alchemy in the jade slip. Zhuge Buliang had to marvel, this alchemy technique was vast and profound, not even more mysterious than some difficult spells.

In one night, Zhuge Buliang only had a rough understanding of an alchemy technique.

For the next period of time, no one came to disturb Zhuge Buliang, and two full months passed. In the past two months, Zhuge Buxian has studied alchemy in his room every day, that is, he has gone to the ruins of the back mountain to cultivate. Most of the high-grade spirit stones in the Qiankun bag had been consumed, and Zhuge Buliang finally completely purpleized the second star of the seven divine caves, and the third star began to glow with a faint purple light.

There seemed to be some kind of connection between the three purple-turned stars, and a thin purple light connected the three purple stars together.

Elder Ye Xun also seemed to know that Zhuge Buliang had to go to the ruins of the back mountain every day, but he didn't say anything, that uninhabited place was not a forbidden place, and there was nothing worth referring to.

Through the observation of the past few days, Zhuge Buliang felt that Ye Xun's vision of himself was obviously different, and there would be a flash of scorching light when there was a time, although it was undetectable, but it still did not escape Zhuge Buliang's keen divine sense.

"It's not good, what have they seen?" Zhuge Buliang hesitated in his heart.

On this day, Zhuge Buliang came to the ruins again, and in the past two months, Zhuge Buliang has almost wandered in the ruins during the day, and every grass and tree here Zhuge Buliang is familiar and can no longer be familiar.

Zhuge Buliang sat in a ruin, his hands constantly changing handprints, he took out a flying sword, and shot a magic decision towards the flying sword, and the flying sword was immediately bright, suspended above Zhuge Buliang's head and rotated.

Zhuge Buliang's hands changed quickly, and the degree was so fast that he even pulled out a series of afterimages, and one by one the magic decisions entered the flying sword, and the flying sword became even more brilliant, like a streamer on the top of Zhuge Buliang's head.

This flying sword has always been an experimental product of Zhuge Buliang's alchemy technique, and through this period of sacrifice, this flying sword has entered from the middle level to the high level. It's just that the quality of the flying sword is too poor, and no matter how good the alchemy technique is, it can't let it enter the level of a high-grade magic weapon.

"Go!"

Zhuge didn't show a finger of his hand, and the flying sword quickly turned into a streamer and slashed towards another piece of ruins.

"Boom!"

The smoke filled the air, the ruins exploded, and the flying sword returned to the top of Zhuge Buliang's head.

"Huh, what's that?"