Sword ancestor

Chapter 63 Devouring Soul Orb
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In the middle of the magic city, the sun is rising to the sky.

The dao rhyme exuded by Bu Qingtian became more and more intense. He walked on the ground, but sank into the avenue, and there was a dao rhyme following every move he made. Strength is beginning to emerge.

Bang!
Bang!
He caught up with the four Dao artifacts that were split by Qi Tian, ​​and before Yun Fei could make a move, he smashed them one by one with his palms.

The four Yaoxian Valley disciples all entered the state of consciousness, but when Naihe met Bu Qingtian, they were almost powerless to fight back. With the shattered Taoist artifact, the sea of ​​consciousness was turbulent, and they all languished on the ground, without any combat power.

Bu Qingtian turned around, the four of them were filled with grief and indignation, but they were unable to speak.

"The way of immortality has no proof. I don't want everyone to believe me, but I want to be worthy of my heart."

Bu Qingtian glanced at Yunfei, and said: "Your general situation has not been fully realized, and you still have many scruples."

Qi Tian smiled and patted Yunfei's shoulder, Yunfei couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

The three of them remained silent, and returned to the barn, only to find that the old man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, motionless, and in his hand, the old smoke was still curling up, not completely burned out.

The old man looked serene, with a smile on his face. Although his eyes were open, there was no trace of pain. His pure eyes had almost no thoughts. There was a flawless aura emanating from the old man. Go all the way, the body of the Tao is congealed.

The clerk's eyes were a little dim, but he still smiled at the three of Qi Tian and said: "The old wine head has left a message, I hope you can take him back to the old house and bury him in the old house, sprinkle a bowl of wine, it will be considered as a fulfillment of this friendship."

"lead the way!"

Taking a deep breath, Qi Tian bent down and picked up the old man, Yun Fei caught the cigarette stick, shook out the ashes of the cigarette, and put it into the old man's arms.

The buddy led the way in front, and Qi Tian followed behind. Many Taoists paid attention and found it difficult to understand. It is destiny for mortals to become old, and it cannot be violated. If you step into the immortal way, you should have seen through it long ago.

The old man's house is in an inconspicuous corner of the Western Region of the Demon City. It is a blood-colored old house. There is an old locust tree planted in the old house. When Qi Tian and the three stepped into it, they felt a sense of tranquility and peace. Chance, such a house is particularly rare in this blood-stained magic city.

The ancient locust tree whimpered, its leaves fell, and the green branches and leaves all withered and yellowed more than half in an instant.

"The grass and trees are alive, and the old man can go away with peace of mind."

The old man was buried under the old locust tree, three jars of purple bamboo wine were sprinkled, and the old smoke was also sent into it to sleep with the old man forever.

Standing in front of the grave, Qi Tian's eyes were a bit complicated, and he said: "Xunxian asked, what he wanted was longevity, but how long is longevity? In the immortal way, how many people finally die well, and if they can sit down safely, there will be no disasters. No misfortune, the way of mortals, although it has only been a hundred years, and there are even more mortals slaughtering karmic obstacles, but being able to make such a difference is better than half of the immortal way."

Bu Qingtian glanced at him and said, "Do you regret it?"

Qi Tian shook his head, poured out the remaining purple bamboo wine in his hands, and said: "Since stepping into the immortal way, I have already given up any regrets, I just lament that this world of mortals is perishable, if there are still relatives alive, I am afraid that life and death will often be parted. "

Yun Fei sighed softly: "So most of the disciples recruited in the immortal way are those who are lonely and helpless, those who have infinite ties. Unless they are talented and have extraordinary physique, they will not easily descend to the immortal fate."

The three of them stood in front of the old man's grave for a long time, and they didn't intend to leave until the sun went down.

Yunfei flipped his palms, and threw a Shen Yaoling to Bu Qingtian.

Reaching out his hand to take it into his arms, Bu Qingtian waved his sleeves, and the four middle-grade spirit stones fell in front of Qi Tian and the other two, including three golden spirit stones and one earth spirit stone.

Qi Tian chuckled, and said: "It turns out that you have been prepared for a long time, and you are so confident that you can get a piece of Shen Yao Ling."

Bu Qingtian turned around and left, he sank into the Dao rhyme every moment, his clothes fluttered, as if he had a fairy spirit added to him.

"Bu Qingtian likes the one I like, and I can never go wrong."

After half a column of incense.

Qi Tian let out a breath, and said: "This person has been open for a long time, his heart is straight, his mind is firm, I am not as good as it."

This time, Yunfei didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

There are three rooms in the old man's house, and two wing rooms are left unused. After the old man left, the whole house was also empty. Qi Tian and the two entered one room each. When Shen Yaoling got together, it might take a while before they got their souls. There are a lot of beads, so I want to improve my sword knowledge and strengthen my spirit.

In the wing room, Qi Tian sat cross-legged, looking at more than fifty red soul beads and two green soul beads in front of him.

With a thought, a red soul bead floated up in the air, and the next moment, a golden and jade-colored sword sense came out from Qi Tian's eyebrows and sank into the red soul bead all of a sudden.

At this moment, Qi Tian sensed a weak and ungovernable spirit, and swallowed it up with a roll of his sword consciousness.

Qi Tian was slightly astonished, he didn't expect to open up the sea of ​​consciousness with the innate sword energy, even this sword consciousness has a bit of the power of the innate sword energy, the speed of the devouring alone will save him a lot of time.

The sword consciousness returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, refining and merging the spirit rolled from the red soul pearl until it was flawless, and after half a stick of incense, Qi Tian opened his eyes, and the divine light in his eyes bloomed, almost bursting out.

"The red soul orb came from the demon head. The demon head has not yet gathered consciousness. This spirit is really weak, and the sword consciousness can only feel a little improvement."

Immediately, dozens of sword senses swept out, and the remaining red soul beads floated up at the same time, devouring dozens of red soul beads in a row, Qi Tian didn't feel the slightest effort, his sword sense had experienced burial sword Chi, who broke through 49 dao counts, was originally tyrannical, but now he is like a fish in water. The fifty or so red soul beads quickly became crystal clear, and lost the aura that made the consciousness throb.

An hour later.

chant—

There was a sound of sword chant resounding from between Qi Tian's eyebrows, and a powerful sword consciousness swept out, covering the void with a radius of hundreds of feet in an instant.

Between the eyebrows, a mouthful of golden and jade-colored knowledge sword slowly leaked out. The golden and jade-colored time is as real as it is, exuding a palpitating sharpness, and there is a faint dao rhyme derived from it, attracting the purple bamboo sword behind Qi Tian Buzzing, as if about to unsheath.

Withdrawing the sword of consciousness, Qi Tian opened his eyes, and two golden and jade-colored yin-yang fish manifested, which were clearer than before, and the traces of the Tao became more vivid.

"So many red soul beads have only increased my sword sense by [-]%, but I can already feel that under the induction of sword sense, this world has become clearer, and even the sword rhyme has vaguely reached the level of the sword." If it is a sign of the peak of the Yunzhong realm, if you increase your sword knowledge by [-]%, and practice it for a few days, you don't need to rely on the Sky Splitting Sword Art, every time you strike out, you can also have the power of thunder, splitting the sky and splitting the earth."

After meditating for half an hour, he refined his sword consciousness and became flawless. Qi Tian picked up another green soul bead again.

The green soul bead came from Shura. Shura is no better than a devil or a big devil. He has already produced consciousness, which is comparable to a person who knows the gods. This blue soul pearl also contains consciousness. Just a little induction, Qi Tian will know , far more pure than the Red Soul Orb.

A sword consciousness was poured into it, and the next moment, Qi Tian felt a steady stream of non-owner consciousness like a stream connecting the sea of ​​consciousness, converging towards the inside.

As the sword consciousness was refined, the sharpness became stronger and stronger, and the entire wing room was filled with powerful sword consciousness. A flying insect fell down the skylight, was smashed into pieces in an instant, and turned into nothingness.

As the sun rose and the moon set, the old man's house was peaceful, but a huge murderous intent was brewing in the magic city.

The ancestral tomb of Qingzu is about to be opened, and there are 49 Shen Yaolings, almost every one of which leads to a massacre. The disciples of the three sects restrained themselves, but there are still unavoidable casualties.

As Shen Yaoling has his own master, the whole demon city gathers. During the few days of refining the green soul bead and meditating, Qi Tian opened his eyes several times. Every share is unfathomable, and it is unknown how many important figures have come from the three sects.

Qingzu's ancestral tomb, even if it is only one of the many ancestral tombs in the five lands, is enough to attract the attention of the three sects. It has not been emptied for endless years. When the body is found, many Daozhen are born every 20 years. (Ask for recommendation tickets, there are still more than a dozen votes short of ten thousand! Tomorrow will continue for three more!——)
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