When the old man saw Tianjiu sitting down, his face softened. Looking at Tianjiu quietly, half a sound, nodded and said:

"You have a lot of secrets, and the illusion was originally used to unlock the secrets on your body, and since you can't solve them, it's providence. I don't have much time left to tell you my secrets. ”

The old man of the wind candle paused, and then continued: "You should already know that my body is dead, and it can be said that my soul is scattered. What you see now is a wisp of soul split when the body was alive, so that in case the body falls, you can choose an heir. The wooden sword is the source of my spiritual power, and when the wooden sword comes out, I will die. ”

"Split souls, then what is your ontological cultivation?" Tian Jiu asked in surprise.

"Turning into a god! I could have gone directly to the Spirit Realm, but unfortunately before the Spirit Void Realm arrived, I was swallowed by the Purple Cloud Heavenly Sword. ”

"Purple Cloud Heavenly Sword?"

"It's the Purple Sword Peak you are talking about, it's actually a Heavenly Giant Sword, called: Purple Cloud Heavenly Sword. Dongji Zhenren cracked the secret of Zijian Peak, but he has not been able to collect it, thinking that the ontology cultivation is not enough, after the ontology stepped into the god, Dongji Zhenren couldn't wait to collect it, but failed, the ontology was hit by the Ziyuntian Sword, and the soul was almost dissipated, and the ontology could only return to Dongji Peak, and threw me a piece of jade slip, and it fell. ”

"Wow! so sharp?" Tianjiu's heart was terrifying, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he thought that Dongfang Caixia was going to Purple Sword Peak to marry a baby.

"This sword, according to the ontology, collapsed into this realm during the Great War of the Celestial Realm 10,000 years ago. It should be a fairy sword, if it can be collected, this world will definitely be invincible, even if it reaches the spirit world, it may be alone in the world. It's a pity that providence made people, a generation of geniuses, fell aggrievedly under the sword that can be said to be their own. Little one, do you have the guts to collect it later?"

"Ah~!me?" Tianjiu struck a spirit, and his head shook like a rattle: "What are you kidding, the power of the god transformation period is gone, which green onion am I! Hehe! Forget it, I'll talk about it after I cultivate to the god." ”

"Well, it seems that you are quite cautious and not greedy. Yes, yes!" said the old man with a smile.

Tian Jiu muttered in his heart: "Cut! What's so great about the fairy sword, I still have a god-level treasure sword! If I refine it well, it will only be sharper! If I want to be stupid to collect the broken fairy sword, I won't do it!"

"Okay, with all that said, my task is almost complete. This is the Dongji Wood Recipe and the Dongji Gate Master Order, with the Command in hand, you are the new generation of Dongji Gate Leader. The East Pole Wood Technique has to be practiced well, which is much better than the sect recipe of those three old guys. Since you are the Five Elements Spirit Root, of course Mu Jue can also be cultivated, so slow down, at least it is much better than your Uncle Wei, the Killer Demon King. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he threw a wood-colored jade slip and a lion-headed jade talisman to Tianjiu.

"Uh, the Murder Demon King, is Wei Qiyin the Murder Demon King?" Tianjiu was shocked, he took the jade slip and the jade talisman, and threw it into the Qiankun Ring without looking at it.

"Alas, be careful of this guy, his demonic aura is too heavy, and the master will dare to kill him!If not, I will definitely choose him, and I won't choose you, hehehe!" The old man smiled and threw the wood-gray sword in his hand over.

Tianjiu nodded, and no longer paid attention to Wei Qiyin's matter, anyway, he himself felt that this guy was extremely dangerous, and he was definitely not a good person.

"Old man, this is the Mu Xing Sword, right? How about the broken sword of Nan Yumen?" Tian Jiu took the sword and asked.

"Broken sword? Do you mean a rusty sword? That's not a broken sword, it's a Nanyu sword. That sword is refined by Phoenix True Feather, and as the cultivation of the sword man increases, the level of the sword will also increase, and it is slightly higher than your Mu Xing Sword. ”

"What? It's not as good as Grandpa, it's a parallel import for a long time!"

Tianjiu jumped up again, he thought that the old man would despise his opponent, and then say good things about his sword, but he didn't expect to directly say that it was worse than others, how did he accept it, you know, what Nan Zhantian was holding in his hand was the so-called broken sword.

He knew that as long as he participated in the genius war, he would definitely face Nan Zhantian directly, and he would inevitably face each other with swords. If you are a little worse than others as soon as you make a move, it is unbearable for no one to bear.

"Hmph! I mean that you are worse than others, not that the wooden sword is worse, the sword is made by people, and the person who makes the sword can't do it, even if you are given a divine sword, you will also be defeated. If you are a Muxing Heavenly Spirit Root, I can be sure that the two are not comparable, and you can even be a little bit more pressing, but your Five Elements Spirit Root has greatly dragged down the use of Sword Star. ”

"Really, you can't lie to me, do you?" Tianjiu laughed.

"What are you lying to you? Dongji Zhenren was the same as those three old ghosts, and they all reached nine points of starlight, but Dongji is big, you should know that it is weishenme, right?!"

"Alas, since I'm not good, why did you choose me? Isn't that a pearl secretly cast and a sword covered with ashes?"

"It's your fate to choose you, you broke the killing game, entered the sword room, and read that poem, it should be that God will determine that you are the heir. Your Uncle Wei also broke the killing game, but he broke it strongly, and he never entered the sword room, and he had no chance with the Heavenly Sword, and his heart was not good, so I gave up on him. ”

"What does that broken poem do?" Tianjiu was stunned.

"I don't know, even the Dongji real person itself doesn't know, that poem came with the sword, not the Dongji real person. There are some speculations in this jade slip, you can take it and take a look. However, you have to remember this poem clearly, because it is a key for you to get out of this phantom door!"

After the old man finished speaking, he threw out a broken jade slip, and then sat down in the jade chair, his face like ashes.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?

The old man raised his head tremblingly, but there was a hint of smugness on his face: "Hey...... Hey, old body...... In advance... Finish... Finish... tasks, and also... Leave a ...... Yuan Li went to ...... Send you ...... A ride!"

After speaking, the body slammed, and it was torn apart, and a trace of smoke curled out, transforming into the virtual form of an oriental real person.

"Dead boy, face the back of the jade chair, read that poem quickly, it will take you out, I can escape from here, maybe I can solve a little crisis for you!" shouted the imaginary anxiously.

"Ah~!, is that so?"

Tian Jiu twitched, and then he found that behind the old man's jade chair, there was a spiritual light that was constantly flickering. So, open your mouth and drink:

"A sword peak becomes ten thousand bones, and the purple clouds come to the furnace. Becoming an immortal is destined by heaven, and spirits, demons, demons and ghosts are all on different paths. ”

※※

A gray figure flew out of the phantom door and fell on the bluestone floor of the eighth-level tomb. The figure froze, and Wei Qiyin, whose eyes were slightly demented, appeared. He shook his head suddenly, a pair of bloody eyes flickered sharply, and after a few breaths, he let out a long snort and came back to his senses.

"Yin'er, you're out! Great, you're the first person to be out, haha! I've won the first place again!" Ouyang De was pleasantly surprised, and finally couldn't help but raise his head and roar. After the long roar, his face immediately became nervous again, staring solemnly at the exit of the phantom gate.

"First place?"

Wei Qiyin was stunned for a long time, glanced around for a few breaths, and finally showed a hint of triumph on his face. He thought back to the situation just now, and quickly checked his body.

There is no abnormality, the clothes are neat, the dantian is intact, the hands and feet are complete, and the consciousness is clear.

"Alas, it turned out to be just a dream!"

He let out a long sigh, and at some point there were layers of sweat rolling out of his back.

The Thousand Swords Divine Monarch and Jade Jizi shook their heads again and again, looking at Ouyang De, who was full of energy, and showed a wry smile. Chi Lihua squinted her eyes, staring at Ouyang De's old face, her teeth squeaking and shaking involuntarily.

Nan Zhantian showed a playful expression and sighed: "Alas, Fairy Caixia, it seems that you are out of sight." That kid was cowardly this time, and the first one to come out was Wei Qiyin. What kind of heavenly opportunity do you say is there in this illusion gate, for more than a thousand years, no one can break it?"

Bei Baifeng said with a smile: "Hey, hey, hey, the ant is always an ant, and he can't change the essence even if he crosses the golden body, and it's right that he can't come out." I heard that the illusion is the subconscious thinking and thinking in the depths of my own sea of consciousness, and then put myself in it, clear this layer of consciousness, and you can come out. I guess this lewd insect ant is in it now, and I don't know how many girls are having fun with me?!

"Bai Feng, have you started to laugh at me too?" Dongfang Caixia frowned, looking at the phantom door, her face gloomy.

The Phantom Gate is indeed the most weird door, almost everyone who goes out is silent, rarely taking the initiative to reveal the details, only a few Jindan disciples who are about to fall, before the fall, sporadically revealed some of these secrets. The phantom gate is the phantom array, the array of the heart and demons, it is the weakest and most desired consciousness of oneself, but oneself is addicted to it and cannot extricate oneself, the weaker the mind, the deeper the fall, and even some disciples, until the four hours come, the illusion gate automatically stops, and they can get out. Think about it, how many people are willing to tell their demons?

"This damn guy won't really fall into the pile of beauties and can't extricate himself, right?" Dongfang Caixia thought with a shudder in her heart.

At this moment, there were a few more muffled bangs, and within the phantom gate, several disciples fell out one after another.

Dongfang Caixia looked forward to it, and her face was even more difficult to look at.

Zhi Huyi, Bu Xizi, and Le Tucheng got up one after another, Zhi Huyi's face was pale, and Bu Xizi and Le Tucheng looked calm.