The Sword Lord ascended to heaven with his beauty, but his original wife who died early was revived!

The days in the Middle Spirit Realm are always peaceful.

Due to the vastness of the land and the scarcity of monks, it is usually difficult to see a single person throughout the day.

The same is true now. Except for an incident involving fellow sect members fighting each other in Yunxiao Jiange some time ago, nothing else has happened.

Everything returned to calm, but Pei Jingzhi, who was escorting his master to the teleportation array, knew that this was an illusion.

Under the calm surface, undercurrents are surging.

Soon, the entire Zhongling Realm will be turned upside down!

After more than half a month of recuperation, Lingxiao Sword Master has woken up from his coma and can be awake for most of the day. He just wants to repair the damaged soul and start practicing again. It will take a long time.

After all, his current physical condition makes it difficult to even lift a sword, and he can only lie on the couch every day when he is awake.

At first, Pei Jingzhi was worried that his master would not be able to think about it, but soon he realized that he was overly worried. Unable to lift the sword, the master took up a pen and wrote down his experience in practicing swordsmanship over the years. Unable to practice, the master used the time to read the jade slips sent from Xizhou.

In short, I can always find something to do every day. In the words of the master himself, "I have picked up this life, and I will earn more by living one more day. In the past, I practiced swordsmanship and cultivation every day, and rarely left the cave. Now I finally have It’s time to take a good look at the world.”

Sword Master Lingxiao has already heard about today's actions. In fact, he came up with some of the ideas after he woke up.

"Master, you must be careful if you stay here later. If that doesn't work, exit the valley first and wait until we arrive." Pei Jingzhi explained in a low voice.

Sword Lord Lingxiao waved his hand: "Don't worry, Master is not so old that he is useless yet."

"Qian Yang, don't worry, I'm still with Lord Lingxiao Sword Master." said Lord Qiuyang, who was flying on the other side of Lord Lingxiao Sword Master.

In fact, he is not the only one.

Venerable Tenggu from the Qingtian Sect, Venerable Changyan from the Chiyun Sect and others have also been guarding the valley for a long time. Just wait for the action inside to begin.

"We're almost there." Pei Jingzhi reminded in a low voice, and immediately put on a sad expression. Ling Xiao Sword Master, who was lying on the sword that had become wider, also suddenly closed his eyes, his brows furrowed with a look of pain.

Pei Jingzhi and Lord Qiuyang stood aside and escorted Lord Lingxiao Sword to fly into the valley.

However, before the two of them could send Lingxiao Sword Master into the teleportation formation, they were stopped by two armored guards guarding the formation.

"Token." The guard's voice was cold and without any emotion.

Pei Jingzhi looked embarrassed and bowed to them, "Can you two be accommodating? My master is not in a good condition right now. If he goes to Xuanling Palace to get the token, it will take a lot of time to go back and forth."

The guard remained motionless, still holding up the broad knife in his hand, blocking the three of Pei Jingzhi, his refusal was very obvious.

"Forget it, fellow Taoist Qianyang, why don't I go to Xuanling Palace for a run." Qiuyang suggested.

Pei Jingzhi shook his head and said, "It's better for me to go. I can walk with a sword and I can go faster. You stay here and help me look after the master. I'll come back as soon as I go."

"That's fine." Venerable Qiuyang agreed.

Under the eyes of the two guards, Pei Jingzhi left the valley again and flew towards Xuanling Palace without stopping for a moment.

"Dongzhou Yunxiao Sword Pavilion Qianyang, please see the envoy of Xuanling Palace."

Pei Jingzhi reported outside Xuanling Palace.

The palace envoy in white robes quickly invited Pei Jingzhi into the side hall. He seemed to have understood his purpose. He took out a token and handed it over, "This token can only be used by one person."

In other words, only Lingxiao Sword Master, the injured person, could take the teleportation array back to Dongzhou, but he and Qiu Yang could not escort Lingxiao Sword Master back together.

"My lord, may I ask for an extra token?" Pei Jingzhi asked politely.

The palace envoy shook his head, "No, these tokens have a fixed number. All the tokens from all continents have been loaned out this month."

"Okay." Pei Jingzhi was a little disappointed, but before leaving, he did not forget to hug his hands and salute, "Thank you very much for today."

Seemingly satisfied with his knowledge, the palace envoy's attitude improved a little, "No need..." "You're welcome" was still on his lips. Suddenly, Pei Jingzhi disappeared in front of him, and then a strong wind hit him on the neck. between.

He didn't even have time to resist, so he tilted his head and fainted.

The door of the closed side hall suddenly opened a gap, and a breeze blew through.

Venerable Yuanhe's voice sounded in Pei Jing's consciousness, "Well done."

The token from the palace envoy's waist was taken off by a disembodied hand, and then the door to the main hall was opened. Pei Jingzhi hurriedly disappeared and followed.

At the same time, Venerable Qiuyang, who was waiting in the valley with Lingxiao Sword Master, suddenly flicked his sleeves, and more than ten silver needles flew out of his sleeves, hitting the faces of the two guards.

The two guards were about to fight back when five or six figures suddenly flew in from outside the valley. Together with Qiu Yang, who was already there, the battle situation instantly turned into a one-sided situation.

...

There are nearly a hundred venerables in each of the four spiritual continents in the east, west, south and north who participated in this operation.

After more than half a month of planning, the two Mahayana seniors risked life and death to explore the path. They finally had full confidence and only took action today.

The two Mahayana seniors in Xizhou acted decisively. After entering the main hall, they quickly eliminated the two palace envoys in the hall. Then they gathered three tokens and opened a secret passage to the underground.

"The Four Symbols Divine Stone and the teleportation array leading to the upper world are underground. If we destroy these, we will leave as soon as possible and rush back to the teleportation array in Wulingze." Venerable Yuanhe reminded through a message.

Pei Jinzhi nodded and hurriedly followed.

The Xuanling Palace is a majestic building, and everyone knows that the scale underground is no smaller than that on the ground.

The entire underground is like a huge sand table, with sand tables representing the four continents of the southeast, north and west standing in four directions. In front of each sand table, there is a crystal clear boulder.

There is a sheen of different colors on it.

Among them, the red-colored boulder standing in front of Nanzhou is the darkest, followed by the shining green light in front of Dongzhou.

Venerable Yuntai raised his hand to form a fire dragon and charged towards the boulder and sand table.

The next moment, everyone saw a fiery red tree growing on the sand table in Beizhou. The trunk was like jade, and the branches and leaves were as red as the red coral on the seabed.

That should be the origin tree that Xuanling Palace took away from Nanzhou.

Upon seeing this tree, Lord Yuntai's attack slowed down a bit. Everyone in Nanzhou took out the jade pots that had been prepared long ago and started transplanting the precious tree together.

At the same time that the Nanzhou monks were taking action, the other Sanlingzhou monks were also attacking the boulders in front of them.

Led by the two powerful Mahayana warriors in Xizhou, all the powerful warriors with cultivation levels above the Tribulation Realm have now reached the next level.

There is a powerful formation here, which is the teleportation formation leading to the upper world.

The rumors are true, there are indeed immortals in Xuanling Palace.

It's just that their immortals are not in this world. If they destroy the teleportation formation in front of them, even if those "immortals" want to stop their actions today, they will not be able to descend to this world in time.

By the time they repair the formation there, the Four Spirit Continent monks have already destroyed the sacred stones and formations leading to their respective continents, and are out of the control of the Middle Spirit Realm and Xuanling Palace.

Accompanied by a loud bang.

The four boulders in front of the sand table shattered at the same time, and the glittering luster originally sealed in the boulders began to scatter in the four directions, east, west, north, and south.

The ground began to tremble, and there was another loud noise. Venerable Changyun's excited voice came from below: "The formation has been destroyed!"

"Leave as soon as possible, Xuanling Palace is about to collapse!"