Nine suns stepping on the sky

"Have you heard that the sword intent damage of the Burial Sword Pool has been reduced?"

These words have been circulated among Jian Zong's brothers recently, and gradually become a greeting that everyone must say.

It is said that the two patrolling sword servants were the first to discover this, but no one paid any attention to the details.All the disciples of Jian Zong looked excited, and cast their eyes on the burial sword pool.

After the damage of the sword intent was reduced, this place, which was originally designated as a forbidden area, instantly became a blessed place for practicing swordsmanship.

"Senior brother Liu has encountered the bottleneck of swordsmanship for several years, and has been struggling to make progress. I heard that he broke through after only thirteen days of practice in the Burial Sword Pool!"

"What is this? Senior Sister Li has accumulated a lot of money. In the past half a month, with the help of the Burial Sword Pool, her sword intent has broken through two small realms one after another, and her strength has greatly increased!"

"I've also heard that many senior brothers and sisters have already benefited!"

Several Jianzong disciples talked in low voices with excited faces.

"Brothers, isn't the Burial Sword Pool a forbidden place of our sect? How can it help in cultivation?" Not far away, a brother of Jianzong showed confusion.

One of the people who spoke turned around and looked, "Junior brother just came out of customs, right?"

"Exactly, my little brother has retreated for half a year, and the news is a bit blocked."

"Guess that's it." The speaking monk looked excited, "Two months ago, the damage of the sword intent began to decrease, and it will not cause too much harm to you and me. As long as you grasp the scale, you can use cultivation. The younger brother thinks Thinking about it, being able to comprehend many sword intents smoothly, what does it mean for you and me to practice."

"Ah! There is such a thing!" The monk who left the customs was surprised, "Then why are we delaying, let's go!"

"We are about to go, junior brother, why not go with us!"

"it is good!"

……

Similar scenes continued to be staged inside Jianzong, becoming more and more intense.

After two months of waiting and watching, it has been confirmed that the Burial Sword Pool will not harm them.

In this way, if you don't hurry up, your practice will be left far behind!

And the silence of Jianzong's high-level executives also has a strong role in promoting this matter.

After all, in Jian Zongdi's opinion, if there is any danger, the sect will never allow them to approach at will.

But in fact, it may not be the case.

……

Deep in the ground of Jiancheng, there is a large hall buried deep in the ground.

At this moment, the teleportation array at the corner of the hall continued to light up, and five figures arrived one after another.They are all old in appearance, but their eyes are extremely sharp. Under the backdrop of sword robes, there is an endless and cold sword intent inwardly.

"Brother, the Burial Sword Pond is attracting more and more disciples. Before the situation becomes clear, do you want to stop it for a while?" The old man's sword robe was pitch-black, his brows were full of evil spirits, and it was obvious that the killing was extremely heavy.

The other old woman in the cyan sword robe nodded lightly when she heard the words, "What the third senior brother said is right."

The other two looked at each other at the same time.

The old man in the white sword robe nodded and said: "You don't have to worry, this situation has lasted for two months, and there should be no changes in the near future. Moreover, I have sent a letter to the suzerain that he will leave the customs today."

This old man is obviously Jian Xin's teacher, and also the first old man of Jian Zong, Jian Wu Ya!

"The suzerain is out!" The eyes of the old man in the black sword robe suddenly brightened, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body, "Eldest brother, did he break through?" While speaking, his voice trembled a little, which was enough to know how excited he was.

Jian Wuya's face darkened, and he slowly shook his head, "It's not that simple to break through the emperor's realm and step into the heavenly realm. If there is another hundred years, maybe the elder brother can enter smoothly... But I, Jianzong, have no time."

His tone was full of resignation.

The other four elders of the Sword Sect fell silent at the same time.

At this moment, a gentle voice rang directly next to their ears, "Junior Brother and Junior Sister don't have to worry. Although I haven't made a breakthrough as a brother, I have stepped into the way of heaven half a step. With my sword cultivation's dominance, it may not be weaker than that of the real way of heaven." build."

A young man stepped forward from the depths of the hall. He was wearing a gray robe, exuding unmatched coercion in his gestures. It was obvious that his cultivation had just broken through and he could not yet master it perfectly.

The five of Jian Wuya's chests felt tight, feeling the oppression like a mountain, but there were smiles on their faces.

The suzerain has stepped into the half-step heaven, which is undoubtedly the best news for Jianzong.

"See Sect Master!"

The five saluted at the same time.

The young man smiled slightly, "You don't need to be too polite, just get up."

"Senior brother, what do you look like?" Jian Wuya asked with a puzzled expression on his face.

The young man looked calm, "I don't know about this matter as a brother. Maybe it's because of touching the way of heaven that the appearance will be restored. But to you and me, these are foreign objects and nothing."

He said lightly, then turned to ask: "Have you ever checked the matter of the sword burial pool?"

Jian Wuya looked serious, "We have already checked, and we can only vaguely discover what is conceived in the Burial Sword Pond, but we can't identify it, and we can't determine the location."

"It's okay, my clan will step on it and find out what happened." The young man stepped forward, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

The old woman in the cyan sword robe sighed, "Half a step to the sky, it is really not comparable to you and me. I can no longer see clearly what my brother is doing now."

The rest of the people also nodded in admiration.

Only Jian Wuya lowered his head slightly, his eyes flashed with worry, he opened his mouth, but didn't say much.

……

Swah——

There was a slight flash in the void, and the figure of a young man appeared on the Burial Sword Pool.There are countless Jian Zong brothers below, but no one can discover his existence.

The person glanced down, and soon paused slightly, and the shadow of the sword appeared in the depths of his eyes, exuding a trace of sharpness.

But he didn't pause much, turned around and took another step, and the figure left in an instant.

In the depths of the Burial Sword Pool, Mo Yu seemed to have sensed something. He looked up at the place where the young man left, frowned slightly, and said softly, "Have you been discovered?"

The expression on his face was extremely calm.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Yu exhaled and closed his eyes again.

……

"Decree, Burial Sword Pool is the forbidden area of ​​the sect, all Jianzong disciples should withdraw immediately, otherwise the sect will be severely punished!" Jian Wuya issued the sect's sword order, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Although the senior brother in charge didn't say clearly what happened, he could feel his seriousness.

I hope that there will be no chaos, otherwise Jianzong's situation will be even more difficult.

Soon, the sword order spread throughout the entire sect. Although they were puzzled and unwilling, but out of awe of the sect, none of the disciples dared to disobey. In just a short moment, all of them left the sword burial pool.

Soon, the figure of the young man reappeared, this time he took a step forward without pausing, and his body fell straight into the depths of the Burial Sword Pool.

The wind was whistling in his ear, but he didn't pay any attention to it. The sword will radiated faintly around him, but with the supreme majesty, it made the sword in the sky retreat, and he didn't dare to offend him at all.

With a soft "pop", the young man landed on the ground.

At the same time, Mo Yu looked up, and their eyes met.

There was thunder in the void instantly, and there was a flash of light and fire.

The young man's heart trembled, and the aura around him became more and more fierce, like an unsheathed sword that could cut heaven and earth, and said slowly: "Who is your Excellency, who hides my sword sect's burial sword pool, and what is your intention? "

The voice came out calmly, but it was cold and murderous, leaving no doubt that he would strike violently at any time.

Mo Yu's expression was flat, "I came to Jianzong only to heal my wounds by borrowing the burial sword pool."

"Your Excellency, do you think I will believe this answer?" The young man narrowed his eyes, his mighty sword intent erupting like a volcano, crushing everything.

Mo Yu got up, like a rock in the sea, even if you let the storm and the waves toss the sky, I will stand still.

"Believe it or not."