Sword ancestor

Chapter 33
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Bury the sword pool, a hundred heavens.

Every dao sword exudes ancient energy, they have been dusty for thousands of years, and now they are sharp, trying their best to beat Qi Tian and the other two.

Every stone step is a heaven, and a sword is born from the heart. Every time you step on a sky, there will be a hundred more sword marks. It has nothing to do with cultivation, but the spirit and will.

The sun and the moon change, the stars and rivers turn, Jianfeng is as lonely as before, and the popularity is withered, only the spiritual birds and beasts all over the mountain, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon every day, hoping to one day enlighten their wisdom and step into the road.

The mountain behind Jianfeng.

A fairy waterfall envelops Xiaguang, falling from the sky of hundreds of feet. The ancient pool is clear and clean, and there are golden carps jumping out of the water. Beside the ancient pool, there is a big bluestone about Zhang high, covered in moss.

On the big blue stone, a Taoist lay sleeping. His body was covered with moss, and he was motionless. Only the thunderous snoring echoed with the fairy waterfall, which was continuous.

Suddenly, the sound of snoring soared upwards, and the entire Sword Peak seemed to be emanating thousands of thunders, the fairy waterfall stopped, and the ancient pool set off huge waves tens of feet high.

puff--

The moss shattered like a stone shell. Seeing that the Taoist opened his sleepy eyes and sat up cross-legged, the wine gourd shook and he drank several mouthfuls in a row.

"After sleeping for half a year, this wine tastes more mellow, good!"

Seeing that the Taoist's eyes were bright, he got up slowly and turned around to look at the fairy waterfall behind him.

"Six months!"

Mingjian Taoist stood on the big bluestone, gazing at the Baizhang fairy waterfall, one day, two days, until the dawn of the third day.

chant—

A thick sword cry sounded from behind the fairy waterfall. The sound of the sword cry was as deep as a mountain. There was a sharp edge coming out of the fairy waterfall, causing continuous wrinkles in the ancient pool.

Rumbling--

It seems that an ancient mountain has been crushed down, and the fairy waterfall trembles slightly. Although it is not very clear, the Taoist Mingjian knows that if he can do this, ordinary Taoists who know the spirit can only do so.

"Qi Tian!"

Seeing that the Taoist groaned in a low voice, an infinite golden glow suddenly appeared in the fairy waterfall. In an instant, a zhang-high crack opened on the fairy waterfall, and a golden sword energy with a length of three zhang roared out. A ravine with a length of ten feet was broken in the ancient pool, and the water in the pool was imprisoned by the sharp edge, and it took several breaths of time before it poured down.

"Yunfei!"

Seeing that the Taoist was a little bit surprised, it was not Qi Tian who stepped out first, and what shocked him even more was Yun Fei's cultivation.

"The peak of the sword embryo's initial stage!"

Falling from the fairy waterfall, Yunfei immediately fell in front of the big bluestone when he saw the Taoist stretch out his hand and was pulled by an invisible force.

At this moment, Mingjian Taoist looked at Yunfei, compared with the impetuousness before, he was more calm, which actually gave him the illusion that he had washed away all his charms.

Thinking of this, Mingjian Taoist said in a deep voice: "The sword is buried in a hundred layers of heaven, at which point have you reached the courtyard of the gods, and the sword embryo has condensed."

Letting out a breath, he looked up at the rising sun above the sky, Yunfei said: "Nineteen times, I can't get through it anymore."

Taoist Mingjian nodded and said, "Qi Tian, ​​how is his cultivation?"

When Yunfei heard the words, a weird look suddenly appeared on his face, and he said, "It's still in the realm of perfecting the Dao Aperture."

Dao aperture is complete!

Seeing that the Taoist almost took a deep breath, half a year had passed, and even the sword energy hadn't evolved. Without thinking, seeing the Taoist step forward, he fell into the fairy waterfall.

Yunfei rolled his eyes, then his face became serious, and he sat cross-legged on the big bluestone, looking towards the fairy waterfall.

Burial sword pool.

No.40 Jiuchongtian, Qi Tian sat cross-legged, with 49 sword marks on his body, 40 sword marks, covering almost every corner of his body, ferocious bloodstains and killing spirit, Qi Tian The whole body trembled, stepping into the [-]th heaven, it has been a full half a month, half a month, being bombarded hundreds of times by the No.[-] nine-mouth Dao sword, and every time, he was seriously injured, if it weren't for Dao The orifice is complete, and the innate sword body tempers the body, and he is already seriously injured and dying.

Thirty heavens, originally, with the undeveloped innate sword energy, was already his limit, but, relying on the sharpness of the innate sword body, he insisted on reaching the 49th heaven.

In the past, Qi Tiantong read Dao Zang and knew the four Dao numbers of Taoism, nine is the extreme, 49 is out of the world, 81 is perfect, and one hundred and eight weeks of heaven. Each of these four Dao numbers has great benefits. After passing the ninth heaven, Qi Tian felt his spirit soared, and 49 escaped from the world, he had a great opportunity, he was about to break through, and he was going to face the thunder disaster, maybe it was a fortune.

Outside the burial sword pool, seeing that the Taoist's eyes were full of divine light, he sat on the ground, and a Taoist sword burning with raging purple flames protruded from his palm. Roaring and roaring.

The sound of the sword sounded in his ears, and Qi Tian immediately calmed down a little, but the [-] sword marks surged, and all the plasma inside spewed out like a wild horse running wild.

The eyes opened, the scarlet eyes were slashing, and a little golden light loomed in them.

Purple light burst out in his eyes, and he clearly saw that the Taoist's sword fingers were faster, and he flicked the sword and sang.

"I am an old sword fairy, singing and laughing at the clouds. Fishing white jade in the deep pool, passing thousands of mountains in front of the boat. The boat passes without a bright moon, and the jade warm moon produces smoke. I don't know what happened tonight, and I have been drunk for 5000 years!"

The singing sounded clearer and clearer, and the sound reached my ears, and the sharp edges of the entire Burial Sword Pond moved together and converged towards Qi Tian.

hum-

Two Yin-Yang fish appeared around Qi Tian's body. The pure golden Yin-Yang fish swam and chased each other, vaguely manifesting an inexplicable mystery.

Mingjian Taoist felt a little extraordinary, and seemed to have developed a vague Taoist trace.

The sound of the sword chanting rose, and above the 49 stone steps, Qi Tian shouted loudly, and the roar was rolling, like the Yangtze River, and the stormy waves crashed on the bank.

There are cracks in the void, and immediately, it spreads into a spider web, and finally shatters.

Stepping out with one step, all the sword marks on his body disappeared, the pure golden innate sword energy was crystal clear like jade, surrounded by infinite and majestic spiritual energy, flawless and unstained, the spiritual stone under his feet was completely shattered, and as Qi Tian stepped forward, it was completely turned into powder.

The sword finger slammed the ballistic sword, and a sound of sword chant shook the void, and the Taoist shouted loudly: "Qi rushes to the court of God, the sea of ​​consciousness cannot be opened, when will it be!"

His whole body trembled, Qi Tian stopped in his footsteps, and sat cross-legged on the No. 40 nine-tiered stone step, buoyed by infinite spiritual energy, his whole body was suspended three inches, and his clothes did not touch the ground.

The Xiantian sword qi hummed, and the golden aura that had been devoured for half a year suddenly sank into it. The pure golden Xiantian sword qi suddenly turned into a golden jade color, and an unparalleled sharpness rose up.

This razor-sharp aura was invincible, and when Qi Tian was around him, fine ripples formed in the air.

Seeing that the Taoist retracted his sword fingers, he clenched his fingers into a fist, his body trembled slightly, and stared closely at the innate sword energy that circled like a dragon.

The ancient well of mind is still, half a year of sharp cutting, Qi Tian's majestic spirit has reached an unimaginable level, after passing through 49 times, the majestic spirit has doubled, making Qi Tian produce a kind of almost Sticky feeling.

The innate sword energy enters the body, instantly penetrates one hundred and eight apertures, and soars upwards.

The divine court between the eyebrows is the destination of the sea of ​​knowledge, and the majestic spirit surges in it, hitting the portal of the divine court wave after wave.

In the first wave, the divine court cracked, and a trace of spirit leaked out, blending into the innate sword energy, which moved like thunder and fire, and the innate sword energy seemed to give birth to spirituality, piercing the divine court in an instant, and penetrating into the sea of ​​consciousness all at once.

The sea of ​​consciousness is empty and vast, and it wasn't until the innate sword energy penetrated into it that Qi Tian saw the majestic spirit that had been accumulated for half a year.

In the pitch-black void of the sea of ​​consciousness, the invisible spirit has become as viscous as water, exuding a milky white divine light. The innate sword energy penetrates into it, and the sharp energy is infused, and the spirit suddenly changes.

chant—

In that group of spirits, a golden light gradually rose up, its sharpness was exposed, and although the faint sword chant was immature, it was extremely tenacious. (New book list, Sword Ancestor needs a recommendation ticket, needs to be collected! Dear sword friends, everyone!)

(End of this chapter)