The group's pet junior sister has the artifact in hand

Chapter 227 Wan Jianyuan

Since Xie Fengjiao met Nangong Fengyue, she wanted to seduce Nangong Fengyue and then become the wife of the city lord of Feiyue City.

When Nangong Fengyue said this, she also looked embarrassed.

Only then did he remember that he was now an alchemist and his master was here.

"I used to be a sword cultivator and now I am an alchemist. Since the holy sword resonates with one of us, why can't it be me?"

Tao Zun Yongfeng felt that he could find a hole in the ground and dig into it.

Shame on you.

"I used to be a sword cultivator and retrained as an alchemist. Do you think you can still have feelings for the holy sword?" Nangong Fengyue only found it ridiculous.

I really don’t understand why Tao Zun Yongfeng fell in love with Xie Fengjiao.

"In that case, let's go together." Taoist Pengying was annoyed when he saw Xie Fengjiao.

But if I think about it carefully, it would be better for everyone to go together.

Wan Jianyuan's search for a sword is not a simple matter.

Not to mention the Contracted Holy Sword, even those who can enter Wanjian Abyss are considered capable.

When Xie Fengjiao heard that everyone could go, she immediately felt relieved.

The other monks were very excited when they heard this.

They didn't expect to have anything to do with the Holy Sword. If they could take this opportunity to find a suitable sword in the Temple's Abyss of Swords, it would be a worthwhile trip.

Sure enough, I believe Xie Yuening is right.

The group was about to set off when suddenly the mountain gate opened.

A group of monks wearing temple robes came in a hurry.

Everyone looked excited and looking forward to it.

"It's Taoist Pengying who's back."

The leader is the chief elder of the temple.

"I have met Taoist Master Pengying."

Everyone was even more excited when they saw it was Taoist Pengying.

We can also see the status of Tao Zun Pengying in the temple.

"You guys came just in time. The holy sword reacted. I guess you felt the master's aura."

Taoist Master Pengying glanced at Xie Yuening and Taoist Yunyuan from time to time.

As long as he didn't directly tell the people coming from the temple, one of these two people must be the future owner of the holy sword.

"These are Nangong Fengyue, the city lord of Feiyue City in Haoyue Continent, this is Taoist Fellow Xie Yuening, the head of Cangqiong Palace, and this is Taoist Master Yunyuan of Cangqiong Palace."

Of course everyone in the temple understood what Taoist Pengying meant, and they all looked at the two of them with anticipation and surprise.

It's good to see Taoist Yunyuan. After all, he is young and promising. There has never been such a young Taoist even in Jiuzhou Continent.

Look at Xie Yuening, a young monk in the early stage of Fengchu Realm.

Being able to come here is probably because of Taoist Yun Yuan beside him.

"In that case, please come with us to Wanjianyuan."

The Great Elder is not afraid at all of having his sword taken away by these people.

Everyone in Haoyue Continent is naturally eager to follow him, and getting a sword along with him is his reward for this trip.

Although dreams are beautiful, reality is cruel.

Wan Jianyuan is not as simple as they imagined.

It doesn't look like a treasure trove, but more like a cemetery.

A place where temple ancestors are buried.

When a monk dies, most of his soul disappears, and the only thing left behind is the spiritual weapon he had during his lifetime.

Many spiritual weapons have spiritual wisdom and become weapon spirits, also called sword spirits.

However, some spiritual weapons are unwilling to accept the tragic death of their owners, and the spirit of the weapon condenses and absorbs the hostility.

Some even absorbed demonic and demonic energy, thus mutating.

At this moment, Wan Jianyuan couldn't see clearly at all, but he could clearly feel the strong miasma and hostility. "Where is this?" Xie Fengjiao hid behind Taoist Yongfeng, only daring to poke her head out to take a peek.

Taoist Master Pengying said angrily: "Wan Jianyuan!"

"Didn't this alchemist come here on his own initiative? Why don't you plan to go in?"

The targeting is very obvious.

The Temple is the number one sect in the Nine Provinces Continent, and even the disciples of the Temple are not able to enter Wanjian Abyss.

Xie Fengjiao didn't know that Wan Jianyuan was so terrifying. There seemed to be ghosts wandering in the thick hostility and miasma.

Xie Fengjiao was so frightened that her body was even shaking.

People in the temple who didn't know the situation of this group of people were disgusted when they saw her acting like this.

While he despises Xie Fengjiao, he also despises Xie Yuening, who has the lowest level of cultivation.

But when he looked at Xie Yuening, he looked calm, as if he had no feelings for Wan Jianyuan.

Some people even suspected that Xie Yuening's reaction was because her cultivation level was too low and she could not see the turbulent undercurrent outside Wanjian Abyss.

"There are really a lot of high-level spiritual weapons inside."

Feeling the attention of many people, Xie Yuening spoke calmly.

"Tao Zun Pengying, if we go in, the one we are destined to have is not the Holy Sword. Can we take away other spiritual weapons that are destined to it?"

This sentence is the key.

The sword cultivators in Jiuzhou Continent were all excited. As expected of Master Xie, they liked hearing this.

Taoist Master Pengying smiled awkwardly, "Of course...it's just that, fellow Taoist Xie, it's not so easy to choose the owner of Wan Jianyuan's spiritual weapon, let alone be willing to be contracted."

"It doesn't matter, as long as we can take him away if he is destined to do so." Xie Yuening smiled after getting a positive answer.

"Is everyone ready?"

The sword cultivators in Jiuzhou Continent shouted excitedly: "Ready."

Xie Yuening casually formed a teleportation array and saw that a large number of people had disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the group of people appeared in Wanjianyuan.

Xie Fengjiao screamed, "There's me, there's me, Xie Yuening, you bitch, you just can't see me, you didn't even take me there."

His face was ferocious, comparable to a demon from hell.

The people in the temple who didn't know the truth all looked at Xie Fengjiao.

I don’t understand why a pharmacist wants to go to Wanjianyuan.

She doesn't think that all the treasures on the ground in Wan Jian Yuan can be taken away casually, right?

"You can go there by yourself if you want, we won't stop you." If Dao Zun Pengying hadn't cared about the friendship between the two continents, he wouldn't have wanted to pay attention to her at all.

Xie Fengjiao really didn't care, she stuffed a handful of pills into her mouth and rushed directly in the direction of Wan Jianyuan.

Now Xie Yuening and his party are already inside Wanjianyuan, and the ghosts that were originally hidden are all rushing towards them.

Xie Fengjiao thinks this is a good opportunity to enter Wanjianyuan.

As soon as she touched the miasma, the skin all over her body began to fester.

His body fell down uncontrollably.

"Fengjiao!"

Taoist Yongfeng roared angrily, and just as he was about to step forward, Taoist Pengying pulled the person out before him.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Fengjiao's skin was all ulcerated, and she looked like a bloody person.

"Master..."

Xie Fengjiao was about to faint from the pain, but was woken up again because of the pain.

She grabbed Taoist Yongfeng's sleeves hard and said, "Master, save me, save me..."

However, her malicious eyes were looking towards the depths of Wanjian Abyss.

Perhaps it was because she was startled by the miasma just now, but now she could see Xie Yuening and others more clearly inside Wan Jianyuan.

Thousands of swords entered the ground, making it even more desolate and strange.

The sad ghost rushed towards everyone like crazy, as if to tear everyone into pieces.