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Chapter 443 Huanyue Cave Mansion, the Ancient Sword of Killing Immortals

"Hong Chen, I'm back!"

Huaying jumped in front of Hongchen and said with a twinkling look in her eyes: "I heard the two of them chatting over there. One said that the other party came for the championship, and the other said that he didn't dare to compete. He also said that Master Shuiyue has another very powerful disciple. Hongchen, who do you think will get first place?"

Hong Chen smiled and said, "I won't guess."

"why?"

“I know who will come in first.”

"Who is it? Oh, forget it, forget it, you'd better not tell me, so that we can watch it carefully."

Hong Chen nodded, and during this time, a group of disciples participating in the Seven Clans Martial Competition were summoned to the Yuqing Palace, presumably to draw lots in advance for the upcoming formal competition.

Hong Chen followed the crowd with Hua Ying and stopped at the "Rainbow Bridge", admiring the magnificent bridge and the psychedelic colorful reflections of the water.

Huaying's attention was completely attracted by the beautiful Hongqiao.

Hong Chen turned his gaze towards the Yuqing Palace high in front of him.

That is the top of Tongtian Peak, an extremely important core area of ​​the entire Qingyun Sect.

Others only saw misty clouds and magnificent scenery. However, Hong Chen could directly see a huge formation covering the entire Tongtian Peak, as well as an illusory seal that connected the seven Qingyun Peaks with the method of penetrating heaven and earth.

The hidden sword energy was like a gurgling stream flowing calmly, but once the formation was triggered, it would instantly burst out with earth-shattering killing power. Among them was the resentment and evil spirit accumulated over the years, which made Hong Chen himself intuitively sense the danger.

This is Qingyun Sect’s most powerful attack method: the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Although it is not the same as the Zhuxian Sword Formation in Fengshen Feng, the power of this formation should not be underestimated.

His eyes followed the gurgling water on the Rainbow Bridge back to its source, penetrating the barriers of rocks and vegetation, and finally found a deep pool filled with cold air.

At the edge of the pond, a water qilin was lying on the bottom with its eyes closed and sleeping soundly. Every disciple passing by it would stop and salute it.

It has a dragon head and a lion body, covered with scales, huge eyes and a big mouth, two sharp and powerful fangs, and a ferocious face, which is intimidating.

It is the guardian beast of Qingyun Sect, the water qilin subdued by True Man Qingye, and is respectfully called "Spiritual Lord" by the people of Qingyun Sect.

Hong Chen had also seen a fire unicorn. The two looked almost identical, with only their colors differing due to their different attributes.

But apart from that, the aura of the water Qilin in front of him was much stronger than the fire Qilin in Lingyun Cave.

Looking at it, Hong Chen seemed to see again the catastrophic battle that shook Qingyun and affected the entire world.

Roar! ! !
Suddenly, a deafening roar broke out, and the water unicorn, which had been sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up. Its pair of huge lantern-like eyes shot out fierce light fiercely, and its bloody mouth contained two sharp fangs that were sharp and slender. Its head was lowered, and it was actually posing an attacking posture towards the group of disciples.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the wind and clouds changed color suddenly.

Thick water droplets suddenly surged out of the clear water pond nearby, then slowly turned around and swam around the water qilin.

The water qilin was furious!
The Qingyun disciples were terrified and didn't know what to do.

Hong Chen's eyes moved, and instantly locked onto Zhang Xiaofan in the crowd. His sight passed through his clothes and fell on the ugly black and gray fire stick in his arms.

The soul-stealing rod as the main body comes from ancient times. It is full of violent energy and is a treasure of the magic way.

The Soul-Devouring Orb embedded in the stick was created by the Black-Hearted Old Man, the leader of the Demon Cult's Blood Refining Hall who once unified the Demon Cult. It can absorb blood to replenish itself.

This magic weapon, which was formed by the fusion of two top-level magic treasures by chance, may seem inconspicuous, but it is actually full of demonic energy and surging blood, and can even trigger Hong Chen's demonic dragon energy.

As the protagonist, it is impossible for him to have no adventures at all. At most, he would be experiencing adventures without realizing it.

The Water Qilin naturally sensed the aura of the Soul-Devouring Rod, which was why it showed such disgust and anger, and even directly attacked the Qingyun disciples.

When the water column attacked, a figure suddenly appeared and said, "Spiritual Master, calm down!"

The dark green Taoist robe and the air of a crane-like immortal.

His eyes are warm and bright, and his moves are agile and graceful.

After he blocked the water column, masters from the Qingyun Sect followed closely, all staring at the water Qilin in confusion.

Coincidentally, the water unicorn's eyes gradually calmed down. It moved its nose and sniffed the air, but it could not smell anything at this time. After a while, it shook its head, turned around, found a place to lie down again, and soon it started snoring.

Seeing this scene, everyone in Qingyun looked at each other in bewilderment, but due to Shui Qilin's identity and seniority, they could only temporarily let it go with a joke.

"Hong Chen, it's so fierce!" Huaying hugged Hong Chen's arm fearfully.

"It's okay. It just found something, but it can't see you or smell you."

"Really? Can I get closer to take a look at it?"

"can."

Huaying immediately let go and quickly ran to the side of the water qilin. She circled around the huge body, then circled back again. Then she squatted in front of the head that was several times larger than her entire body and observed it curiously.

Hong Chen turned his head again, his vision passed through the many palaces on Tongtian Peak and came to the entrance of a cave in the back mountain.

The entrance to the cave was half the height of an average person and about seven feet wide, with green vines and thorns hanging on the side.

There is a stone wall at the entrance of the cave. In the flat stone wall, there is a stone Tai Chi pattern inlaid.

He used his eyesight and his sight penetrated the stone wall, and the scene before him suddenly changed.

All I saw was grayish-white mist swirling in the cave, flowing and hazy.

When Hong Chen's eyes entered this place, the misty fog suddenly rolled up and then turned into a little beggar.

The little beggar walked all the way and finally knelt in front of a fat figure and kowtowed to become his disciple.

The fog suddenly dissipated, and when it condensed again, it had taken on the appearance of an adult. The fog man continued to fight with his opponents, either holding a sword or killing the enemy with bare hands.

These scenes are exactly what happened after Hong Chen first set foot on the Road to the Heavens.

But the fact that it can simulate these past scenes in an instant shows how magical this cave is.

Hong Chen's mind moved, and he covered his soul with the Nine-tailed Sky Illusion.

Instantly, the mist in the cave began to vibrate slowly, and the subsequent scenes began to unfold according to his creation.

Well, his Nine-tailed Heavenly Illusion is still better.

After playing for a while, Hong Chen continued to move forward.

Soon, a very faint and easily overlooked trace of hostility mixed in the fog caught his attention.

Continuing to move forward in the direction where the murderous aura came from, the murderous smell in the air gradually became stronger.

moment.

Something emerged from the fog.

An ancient sword that looks like stone but not stone, and like jade but not jade, hangs in the center of the sea of ​​fog. The sword body with its crude appearance is like a solitary boat, floating and rising slightly on the calm sea.

The moment Hong Chen's gaze fell on it, it seemed to sense something, and the fluttering sword body suddenly stopped.

Afterwards, a green light suddenly flashed.

The ferocious and murderous sword energy instantly crossed the spatial barrier and pierced straight into Hong Chen's eyes.

Hong Chen withdrew his gaze, raised his arm, and gently pinched the green light between his index and middle fingers.

The green sword energy was like a ferocious beast, constantly gnawing at Hong Chen's fingers. Even his immortal body was forced to emit immortal light under this sharp sword energy to resist the external invasion. This phenomenon was enough to show that the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was fully capable of harming real immortals.

The green light at the fingertips was just a small ray of sword energy that it emitted on its own.

Calling it a fairy sword may be lowering its grade.

"Amazing!" Hong Chen was amazed, and at the same time, he became more and more certain of his previous speculation. If the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was not an innate magic weapon, it would be unworthy of its power, reputation and origin.

In the Yuqing Palace, Daoxuan, who was sitting in the first seat watching the disciples draw lots, suddenly had something in his mind.

When one reaches his level, he will not be easily contaminated by external evil or moved by external things.

Whenever there is such a sudden intuitive inspiration, it must mean that something is happening behind the scenes.

However, Taoist Master Daoxuan's ability was not enough to completely subdue and refine the Ancient Sword of Zhu Xian, so his "heart move" at this moment was entirely due to the sect leader's control over the Huanyue Cave.

Daoxuan wanted to check it out immediately, but the spiritual sense in his heart suddenly disappeared completely.

He looked at everyone with a calm expression, and after some consideration, he decided not to disturb the grand event of the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition.

The disciples each took out a wax ball from the mahogany box, rubbed it open and read out the number on the note. Number one, which represented a bye, was drawn by Zhang Xiaofan, who was inconspicuous in the crowd.

A group of people joked that he was lucky, and Tian Ling'er also said: "Xiao Fan, it's useless for you to enter the second round anyway, why not give me this sign?"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, then handed the note over directly.

Hong Chen sighed as he watched.

How is this different from Feiyangyang's?
Fortunately, Tian Ling'er was just joking.

Afterwards, Taoist Master Daoxuan fed all his disciples a large bowl of chicken soup, announced the reward for the final winner, and then disappeared.

In the Huanyue Cave, Taoist Master Daoxuan was moving forward slowly with magic spells in his hands. His first target was the ancient sword Zhuxian sealed in the cave.

When he saw that there was nothing unusual with the ancient sword Zhu Xian, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's not that his Taoism heart is weak, but the Zhuxian Ancient Sword is too important to Qingyun Sect, and the power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword itself is enough to change the current situation of the confrontation between Taoism and demons in the world.

Turning around, Taoist Master Daoxuan wandered around in the Huanyue Cave for a long time but still could not find any changes.

With a hint of doubt in his heart, he calmed himself down and returned to Yuqing Palace.

The elders from each peak asked one after another, and Daoxuan smiled.

"Nothing, I just felt something a little bit, so I'll leave for now. Everyone, let's talk about Ling Zun and the martial arts competition tomorrow."

Since the Sect Leader said so, the elders naturally would not pursue the matter, and the group of people immediately started discussing it.

The Seven Clans Martial Competition is a grand event held only once every sixty years. The Seven Peaks of Qingyun are far apart from each other, so disciples from other peaks naturally stay temporarily at Tongtian Peak after arriving.

Seeing that the people from Qingyun Sect had dispersed, Hong Chen turned around and took Huaying on a tour.

There are many grand sights in a large sect of spiritual practice, not to mention that their footprints are not limited to Tongtian Peak.

After viewing the Six Scenes and Seven Veins of Qingyun, the moon was already high in the sky.

Hong Chen shot a fat adult pheasant in the mountains, and found a quiet, deserted, flat and open riverside spot in Tongtian Peak to make a fire and barbecue.

"Won't we be discovered like this?"

"will not."

"you are great."

"good."

While eating the meat, Hong Chen took out a wine gourd. After opening it, a fragrant aroma of wine filled the air.

Huaying sniffed, stared at the wine gourd, and was eager to try: "Can I have a sip?"

Hong Chen said nothing, just handed the wine gourd to her.

Huaying took it and put it under her nose to smell it: "What a nice smell!" With a smile on her face, she raised the wine jug high and drank.

After taking three big mouthfuls of the food, two bright red clouds instantly appeared on her face.

"Ha~ delicious!" she exclaimed loudly, turned around, tore off a chicken leg and took a vicious bite.

A sip of wine, a bite of meat.

After a while, she was chewing the chicken, and her greasy little mouth suddenly stopped. The spirit in her clear eyes faded, her body swayed three times, and then she fell back with her head tilted back, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"Hahaha……"

Hong Chen laughed loudly, reached out to call back the wine gourd, and started drinking by himself.

After a while, there was a rustling sound suddenly coming from the nearby woods, and soon, a thin figure rushed out quickly under the moonlight.

His eyes were clearly dazed and his body was running like a zombie until both of his feet stepped into the river and the cold water seeped through his shoes, causing him to stop.

He bent his knees and knelt in the river, his hands supporting himself on the pebbles on the water, his head lowered, and his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Hong Chen looked at him and silently took a bite of meat.

Under the cold moonlight, the shimmering water made the thin figure look even lonelier.

Even though he couldn't see his face, Hong Chen could feel his sadness at the moment.

A lovelorn teenager~
Hong Chen wanted to go up and talk to him, but after thinking about it, he stopped.

The Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition is another key node in changing Zhang Xiaofan's life.

If he leaves now, it may certainly comfort him and even make him regain his confidence, but Hong Chen is destined not to stay for long, which may not be a good thing for Zhang Xiaofan.

Besides, who hasn’t experienced heartbreak?
This little thing is difficult to accept only for the immature parties involved at the time. Looking back in the future, many people will not be able to help but laugh at themselves at that time.

for a long time.

Zhang Xiaofan stood up and when he turned around, Hong Chen saw his slightly red eyes.

But the good thing is, he didn't really cry.

He is a very strong man.

Seeing Tian Ling'er and Qi Hao Sihui tonight might make him feel sad, but it would be easier to accept than finding out in the future that they are getting married.

The sooner the better.

Watching him walking into the woods step by step in a daze, when his figure disappeared from his sight, Hong Chen's heart suddenly moved.

Perhaps, he could take in another disciple.

The next day.

Eight huge circular arenas were set up in the center of the square where disciples from all peaks gathered yesterday. Wooden signs erected beside the square displayed the numbers of all the disciples participating in the competition and their opponents.

The clear sound of bells and tripods rang out, awakening the dazed Huaying.

She instantly perked up, looking at the arena excitedly, and said, "It's started! It's started! Today's competition is going to be very exciting!"

(End of this chapter)