Sword ancestor

Chapter 30
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Qingyunzong.

The nine fairy mountains are all a thousand feet high, straight up to the sky. This is a blessed land of immortals, with fairy clouds hanging down like thousands of strands of silk, clouds and mists rising, manifesting all kinds of weather.

Walking in it, Qi Tian and the two felt an oppressive atmosphere, the air was a bit sticky, there was no breeze, even the Lingxi streams were calm, all the beasts were dormant, the spirit birds stopped, and they did not dare to act presumptuously in the air .

The disciples of the eight veins, Qi Tian and the two saw many, but they ignored them, some sneered a few times, and then left straight away.

Sword Peak.

It was as quiet as it was a few days ago, but with a little more popularity.

popularity!

Qi Tian and Qi Tian glanced at each other, a little surprised, Jian Feng, but he often hasn't seen a disciple of the eight veins for several months, but now he has gained a lot of popularity. Obviously, during the few days since the two left, many people have visited Jianfeng.

In front of the Purple Bamboo Forest, the two met Taoist Mingjian.

Seeing the Taoist leaning against a purple bamboo, he squinted his eyes slightly, holding the wine gourd in his hand, and poured it into his mouth one by one.

"came back."

Seeing that the Taoist opened one eye and closed it again, in front of him, there was a pile of low-grade spirit stones, all of which were of the second element of gold and earth, totaling hundreds of pieces. Every strain of spirit grass has a hundred years of life.

After a few breaths, several Taoist priests came out of the purple bamboo forest one after another. Everyone looked satisfied, and their hands were full of purple light, but it was a section of dense purple bamboo.

Everyone threw down ten low-grade spirit stones, without looking at Qi Tian and the two, they walked past them and went down to Jianfeng.

At this moment, the number of low-grade spirit stones in front of Taoist Mingjian has reached 150 yuan.

Yun Fei hesitated and said: "Master, you are—"

Seeing that the Taoist did not speak, he waved his sleeves, 150 spirit stones, 100 yuan of which fell in front of Yunfei, 50 yuan of earth spirit stones, 50 yuan of gold spirit stones, and 50 yuan of gold spirit stones in front of Qi Tian stone.

"Half a year later, Feng Jiu Xiaobi."

Jiufeng Xiaobi?Qi Tian and the two were taken aback.

Yunfei hesitated and said: "With our Jianfeng?"

Mingjian Taoist glanced at him and said, "What do you think?"

Swallowing his saliva, Yunfei pointed to the spirit stones on the ground, and said, "Master, you wouldn't just give us some spirit stones to improve our cultivation."

Seeing the Taoist glaring at him, he put away the four spiritual herbs.

"Lingcao, wait for you to condense the sword embryo before using it, rest for half a day, and find me in the back mountain, gourd, get up!"

The wine gourd the size of a small mountain carried Taoist Mingjian away, and the mist fell, splashing the two of them.

In front of the Abode.

Qi Tian and Qi Tian sat facing each other, a few wine gourds were placed on the stone table, the breeze in the purple bamboo forest was blowing, and the fragrance of meat was wafting.

"Jiufeng Xiaobi is a competition for the [-]th generation. Most of the [-]th generation started late, their cultivation level is not high, and they receive little advice on weekdays. Few of them break through to the realm of consciousness. In previous years, it was once every three years. When I was getting started, I was fortunate enough to observe it once, but I didn't expect that we, Jianfeng, would also participate this time."

Yunfei smiled wryly, looked at the pile of spirit stones piled up next to him, and said: "When I come back this time, I always feel that there is something wrong with Master, and something is wrong with the whole sect."

After taking a sip of Zizhu wine, Qi Tian said: "Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, since Master has exchanged for us the spirit stone, there is still half a year, we try our best to improve our cultivation, I also want to try to condense the sword embryo, to taste that The taste of thunder disaster."

As Qi Tian said, there was an edge of sharpness in his eyes, and two pure golden yin and yang fishes circulated endlessly. Seeing these eyes, Yun Fei couldn't help being shocked.

"Brother, do you still remember what you said?"

After a few breaths of silence, Yunfei nodded heavily, and said: "That's right, Jiufeng Xiaobi, even Jiufeng Xiaobi, I don't believe it. In the past half a year, I still can't condense the sword embryo, the way of law, and the fairy veins, so what!"

The two wine gourds were lifted up, and the purple bamboo stuffing rolled down. Both of them felt the qi and blood in their bodies churning, and their blood was surging.

"Junior brother, let's compare our foot strength!"

The wine gourd shattered, Yun Fei stepped forward, his figure was like a sword, and shot forward.

Qi Tian laughed loudly, the innate sword energy roared in the sea of ​​dantian qi, all the way up to the 98th floor, there was a sharpness spreading all over the body, it seemed that every piece of flesh was integrated with the sharpness.

The next moment, Qi Tian took a step forward, and the whole person suddenly appeared two feet away, without using any formulas.

At the same time, Qi Tian also gradually felt that with Master Xuanjian's innate sword energy entering his body, it became more and more difficult for him to perform the Dao formula, and it was almost impossible to use it.

The two were one in front of the other, with a distance of Zhang Xu, and in the end, they were almost walking side by side.

Back Mountain.

In front of the fairy waterfall, Mingjian Taoist sat cross-legged on the big blue stone. He looked at the fairy waterfall in front of him, his body was motionless, like a stone statue, covered in dust for endless years, without a trace of life.

The water is dense, and in front of the fairy waterfall, there are many rays of sunlight. I can see that the Taoist is standing in the glow, and the Taoist robe is billowing, as if he is going to ride the wind.

"Master!"

At this moment, seeing the Taoist move, he raised his sword finger and slashed down at the fairy waterfall in front of him.

When the sword is released, purple air fills the sky, there is a hot wave rolling, a blazing sharp air goes straight to the sky, shattering the clouds and mist in the hundreds of meters of space, the rays of the sun dissipate, and a piece of blue sky appears.

A sword gang of purple fire with a length of hundreds of feet gushed out. At this moment, Qi Tian and the two of them almost had the illusion that what appeared in front of them was not a sword gang, but a boundless purple fire, burning mountains and boiling seas. , all nearly burning.

The air twisted and shattered, and within a hundred feet, everything was a vacuum.

boom--

There was a roar that shook the sky, and a vacuum of hundreds of feet could not stop it. Qi Tian and his face turned pale, and they retreated a few feet at the same time, and their swords were running to resist this terrifying sound wave.

"Is this the sword move?"

Qi Tian murmured, this sword has already exceeded his imagination, the Baizhang fairy waterfall was separated by a sword.

In the sea of ​​dantian qi, Xiantian sword qi buzzed and swelled, making Qi Tian barely calm down.

The fairy waterfall was separated by Taoist Mingjian's sword, and the sharp aura blocked it, revealing a secret cave. Above the entrance of the cave, there were three simple and simple characters branded on it.

Burial Sword Pool!
As soon as he saw these three big characters, Qi Tian's mind was shocked, and the state of mind that had just calmed down once again set off a turbulent wave.

The three words kept changing in Qi Tian's eyes, and finally turned into three golden swords. Each sword was filled with boundless sharpness. The divine sword and even the sky were blocked by this sharp air.

Among the three swords, two swords fell and fell into Qi Tian's eyes fiercely, and the other sword slowly dissipated, and finally did not take shape.

puff--

After retreating violently for a few feet, Qi Tian spat out a mouthful of reverse blood, his eyes showed a look of horror.

On one side, Yunfei also spat out blood, sat down cross-legged, and circulated the sword scriptures, not daring to look any further.

Qi and blood were churning all over his body, in the sea of ​​qi in his dantian, the innate sword qi trembled, and the golden streak in the center seemed to be brighter than before.

Half an hour later, Qi Tian woke up from meditation. He felt more and more the tyranny of the physical body, and the sharpness was continuously penetrating into every piece of flesh with the opening of the Dao orifice, not letting go of the internal organs.

"These three words were engraved with the fingers of the sword 5000 years ago, in the year when the founder of Xuanjian was established. These three swords contain the mysterious way of swordsmanship, which can imprint your mind and mind. It is good for you to understand the state of sword charm. You can read more in the future." , can speed up comprehension."

Taoist Mingjian glanced at Qi Tian and said, "I just have to suffer a little bit. Every time I get enlightened, it's like a divine sword piercing my heart."

Qi Tian remained silent, he felt the horror of those three swords, and even now, he didn't even have the qualifications to be beheaded by the third sword.

qualifications!

Suddenly, he raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked at the three big characters again. In his eyes, two yin and yang fishes rotated. At this moment, something seemed to be attracted. (New book list, recommendation tickets are needed, collections are needed, all sword friends support!)

(End of this chapter)