Sword ancestor

Chapter 110
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Qi Tian flipped through some senior letters, and vaguely saw some fragments of words.

The Pangu clan was one of the ancient hundreds of clans. The ancient hundreds of clans once ruled the entire land in five directions, oppressing the ancient times, and no one can beat them.

Later, the Five Dao evolved, and competed for the deer in the world. The fairy gate opened, and the three thousand avenues fell down. corner of.

And even among the hundreds of ancient clans, the Pangu clan is also the lineage of the king. The clan has never exceeded a hundred, and each of them has a fighting power against the sky.

As for the others, there is no record in the handbook, and this senior Jianfeng doesn't know much, but he has obtained some classics and vaguely understood some.

Walking out of the Sutra Pavilion, Qi Tian came to the back mountain. He passed through the fairy waterfall and entered the buried sword pool.

Baizhang Sword Pond, the stone steps of Baidao extend to the end, it seems that he has sensed the arrival of Qi Tian, ​​and the sword of Baikou Dao clangs. The sword is getting closer.

Hundreds of swords clanged, and at this moment, Qi Tian seemed to see an ancient land, with hundreds of millions of broken swords pointing at the blue sky, screaming and weeping blood.

This is an extremely tragic scene. The earth is stained with blood, stretching for hundreds of millions of hectares, without end. Under every broken sword, there is a pile of bone dregs, and every bone dregs blooms with a terrifying sharpness. I feel that even Daoji's old way can't bear these sharp edges.

Watching Baijian, after a long time, Qi Tian stepped on the stone steps.

Outside the Burial Sword Pool, in all directions of the Sword Peak, the entire Qingyun Eight Peaks fell into silence. After the ban, there was no more bloodshed between the eight veins, and the air was condensed. Most of the sixteen generations of disciples were immersed in retreat. The Temple of War God and Wendaohai are opened every day, and countless disciples of the Eight Meridians walk in, and the divine light of Dao Li flashes in every corner of the Eight Peaks.

Half a year passed quickly.

On this day, a purple gourd from a small mountain broke through the formation protecting the mountain and entered between the nine peaks.

On the mountain behind Jianfeng, the fairy waterfall is like a dragon, with endless sharpness brewing in it, above the green pool, the fairy waterfall stops flowing and is smashed by the sharpness.

chant—

Suddenly, a majestic sword chant rushed out, and the small half of the fairy waterfall that had stopped flowing completely collapsed. Immediately, Qi Tian's figure walked out of it.

There is gold under his feet, bright and flawless, the sharp edge falls on his feet, and invisible stone steps seem to grow under his feet. There was a terrifying breath of consciousness.

Seeing that the Taoist was standing on the bluestone, he looked solemn, but there was a smile in his eyes.

"Master!"
Falling on the edge of Qingtan, Qi Tian bowed to salute.

Mingjian Taoist nodded: "I never expected that you would stir up such a situation in the past half a year since I left the mountain. Very good!"

"Master!"
He waved his hand, and said clearly, "You don't need to say it, I know that since you can go out, the opportunity you find is your own, you don't need to talk to the teacher, you just need to always remember that you are The Immortal Meridian of Sword Dao is enough, the innate sword body is not my Qingyun sect, do you understand?"

Mingjian Taoist looked at Qi Tian, ​​his eyes were calm but strangely deep, for some reason, at this moment, Qi Tian Ziming felt an old aura when he saw Taoist.

He nodded, knowing what Taoist Ming meant. For the first time, he felt an invisible pressure on his body.

"When will I cross the catastrophe?"

Qi Tian pondered for a moment and said, "The moon is full tonight."

Seeing that the Taoist nodded, he waved his sleeves, and a full 30 yuan of middle-grade gold spirit stones fell in front of Qi Tian.

"Half a year, although I didn't find a chance for you, I finally got some spirit stones."

The 30 yuan mid-grade spirit stone, with the current decline of Jianfeng, clearly sees that the Taoist wants to take it out, and one can imagine the difficulty.

Without saying anything, Qi Tian silently put away the spirit stone and bowed to Taoist Mingjian.

Glancing at him, the Taoist snorted, "I'm not old as a teacher, so I don't need you to pay respects. I still have Yubingyao. I've drank too much Zizhu brew, and I'm getting tired of it."

He took away more than ten altars of jade and ice burning from Qi Tian, ​​and when he saw that the Taoist poured a lot of water into the altar, he lay down on the big bluestone and fell asleep, with the wine gourd on his pillow, and soon there was a thunderous snoring sound.

Full moon night.

The barbaric mountain range was silent, and the beasts were dormant. They seemed to have sensed something, and even the wild beasts were huddled in their lairs. There were only some truly tyrannical existences, hiding in the depths of the mountains, roaring and roaring, and the ferocious aura that overflowed made them feel ashamed. Some disciples of the Qingyun Sect who wanted to enter the wild mountains stopped and did not dare to go deep.

On the top of a lonely mountain, sitting cross-legged, his black hair fluttered with the wind, and he was dressed in a blue Taoist robe that was spotless. His eyes were calm, like an ancient well without waves, and his body was like a heavy mountain, unmoved by wind and thunder.

The moon is full in the sky, pouring out its brilliance, Qi Tian looked up at the moon, he whispered softly: "When will the bright moon be seen today, when will the bright moon be seen today, I don't know if it is the bright moon, what year is the bright moon?"

He smiled lightly, flicked his fingers on the Zizhu sword on his knee, and the Zizhu sword clanged, making a sound of gold and jade, which resounded through the sky in this quiet night.

Three hundred feet away, seeing the Taoist sitting cross-legged in the void, he stared intently at the sky above, and shouted in a deep voice: "Sword Soul Twelve Heavens, do you remember!"

"Twelve heavens of sword souls, three souls are refined into swords, one soul is three heavens, and the soul of fate is first condensed! After the three souls, three souls are refined into blood."

On the isolated peak, with a thought in Qi Tian's mind, a total of seventy golden rays fell in front of him. The 70-yuan mid-grade gold spirit stone was shining brightly, and the majestic aura of gold was almost condensed into substance. , Ninety-nine 81 Taoist swords are condensed into sword pictures, Yin and Yang are combined, and the road of Yin and Yang is communicated.

After half a year, Qi Tian stepped into the 81 heavens of the Burial Sword Pool, and condensed ninety-nine and 81 swords of consciousness. The majesty of consciousness is even rare among people who are in the realm of clouds.

The comprehension of the Jinxing Dao, sank into the Jinxing Linghai once again when the sword knowledge 81 was completed, and his sword body and blood merged into Pangu, this time, it was far clearer than before, vaguely, this time seeing The Jinxing Linghai contained an ancient aura, which was different from what he had seen before.

The remaining Wufen Jinxing Avenue was completed almost instantly, reaching [-]%, and surpassing it.

Now on the night of the full moon, with the opportunity of the full moon, Qi Tian wants to trigger Yuan Lei Jie and completely step into the sword soul state.

In the twelve heavens of the Sword Soul Realm, Qi Tian also understands by heart, the five realms of the Way of the Sword, the Sword Embryo, the Sword Soul, the Sword Soul, the Sword Infant, the Sword Heart, and the Sword Embryo is the foundation of the Dao, and the Sword Embryo is no different from knowing God, At the Sword Soul Realm, it is divided into twelve heavens, the ninth heaven is the Soaring Cloud Realm, and the remaining three heavens are promoted to another world, the sword body is born, and the lifespan reaches two hundred.

For the first nine levels of Sword Soul, three souls need to be refined. Three souls are like swords, and the sword soul level is considered a small achievement. One soul is refined every third level.

"There are three human souls, one is the soul of heaven, the second is the soul of earth, and the third is the soul of fate. The two souls of heaven and earth are always outside, and only the soul of fate lives alone. In the sword soul state, the first is to refine the soul of fate, and open up the sea of ​​consciousness with sword consciousness , Receive the soul of life!"

Mingjian Taoist yelled: "The time has come, when will we wait!"

At this moment, the moon is in the middle of the sky, the moon is as full as a plate, and the golden eyes of the same sky are blooming, and they go straight into the bullfight.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the Taiji sword diagram rotated, the vast sword consciousness roared, the Taiji sword diagram rolled, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, a golden passage was opened up.

After a few breaths, the passage was opened, and Qi Tian saw the three souls. The three souls were pale golden, hazy, exuding a vicissitudes of life and ancient vibes, sharp and sharp.

The Pangu family passed through the bloodline, not only the bloodline, but also the three souls and seven souls were completely transformed into ancient souls and ancient souls, and Qi Tian was the innate sword body.

There is no need for Qi Tian to guide him, a divine light full of majestic vitality rushes out along the golden passageway, the vast life energy surges, and Qi Tian can hear the sound of surging waves.

This is also because Qi Tian's sword consciousness is strong. If it is an ordinary Taoist or swordsman, it is not ordinary difficult to open up the passage to the three souls, but he has done it so easily.

At the moment the soul of life rushed out along the golden passage, the golden blood that was silent in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly burst into divine light, a golden air flow rushed out, and instantly merged into the soul of life. Immediately, the whole soul of life was dyed golden yellow.

Surprised, Qi Tian didn't expect the golden blood to move at this moment, but then he found that, apart from the older aura exuded by the soul of life, the vitality and sharpness of life were also more vigorous, and the body was also more solidified. Nothing unusual, what the golden blood did seemed to strengthen his life and soul even more.

Immediately, he aroused his sword consciousness, and the Tai Chi Sword Diagram connected one hundred and eight apertures, opened a golden passage, and went straight into the sea of ​​Qi in Dantian.

The soul of life rushed into the dantian along the passage, and submerged into the sword fetus in an instant.

The Taiji sword map took advantage of the opportunity to rush into the dantian, and the sword consciousness was crushed. The sword embryo, which was originally like a pill, instantly condensed into substance, and the water-like sword energy flowed into a substance-like existence, with a sharper edge.

And as Qi Tian's sword consciousness continued to be crushed, many mysteries of the sword scriptures came to his heart, Qi Tian sensed his soul, and the innate sword energy that turned into a sword gang continued to swallow, and the entire soul began to transform.

It seems that a divine sword was conceived in the sword embryo, and the entire sword embryo bloomed with a bright golden glow. In this golden glow, there is a ray of golden yellow, and the ancient and sharp sharpness rushed out of Qi Tian's body, turning into a An invisible wave went straight up to the sky.

Rumbling--

The sky trembled, thunder suddenly sounded, and the blazing white clouds began to gather above the nine heavens. In the dark, an awe-inspiring heavenly power descended.

The blazing white Yuan Lei was like a dragon, lingering in the calamity cloud, and the terrifying thunder energy fell, and in a radius of more than ten miles, several desolate beasts screamed and fled in all directions. (The update time is around 03:30 in the morning, around 09:30 in the afternoon, and around [-]:[-] in the evening, Khan, ten steps is not a god, it is impossible to be on time within a few minutes, sometimes it is earlier, sometimes it is slower, everyone forgive me! Also continue Ask for a monthly pass!)

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