Sword ancestor

Chapter 64
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There is murderous intent in the magic city, and many important figures have come within a few days.

This devil prison battlefield is controlled by the three sects of Qingyun Sect, Yaoxian Valley, and Ziyue Dongtian, and outsiders cannot intervene.

A few days later, the three great forces condensed into a divine splendor above the demonic city, soaring to the sky, like three heavenly pillars standing under the sky, towering and unrivaled.

the seventh day.

At dawn, the first ray of sunlight fell on the Demon City, and Qi Tian shrouded Jin Xia, like a god, shining with golden light, resplendent and flawless, the golden and jade-colored sword consciousness enveloped the entire wing, and suddenly rolled back like a tsunami.

chant—

There was a thunderous howl of swords, and the next moment, the Zizhu sword came out of its sheath and fell into Qi Tian's hands.

Rumbling--

The Zizhu sword slashed with force, the rhyme of the sword condensed, and turned into a silver thunder, attached to the Zizhu sword, the unparalleled sharpness tore through the air, and fell on the ground like a thunderbolt.

puff--

With just the invisible sharp edge, a ravine of Zhang Xu was opened on the ground, as deep as three Zhang, without using the innate sword energy, there are taboos in the magic city, and the root is unknown, Qi Tian doesn't want to offend it rashly.

"The two green soul beads have actually increased my sword consciousness by a full [-]%. After comprehending the sword rhyme in the past seven days, the world has become more and more clear, and the thunder in the sword rhyme has manifested. It can be regarded as reaching the peak."

After refining the soul orbs for seven days, Qi Tian improved a lot, but it's a pity that the soul orbs have been used up, and the sword sense can no longer be improved.

Walking out of the wing, under the old locust tree, Yunfei drank wine alone, chanted to the old man's grave, and sprinkled a sip from time to time.

"Out!"

Yunfei looked Qi Tian up and down, and said: "Sure enough, it is different from before, it seems to have been greatly improved, there are more than 50 red soul beads, how many have you refined?"

Qi Tian shook his head and said, "It's gone."

As he said that, he waved his sleeves, and one after another the soul beads that became crystal clear fell in front of Yunfei.

"More than 50 red soul beads and two green soul beads, you have refined them all!" Yun Fei sighed, "This is amazing, the innate sword body can be refined so much at once."

Qi Tian was a little surprised: "Is there any difference?"

Yunfei shook his head: "Five days ago, I refined forty red soul beads, and felt that the sea of ​​consciousness was overflowing, and I couldn't refine any more. I went out and asked some Taoists. Generally, at the initial stage of consciousness, only If you can refine thirty red soul beads, you will feel that the sea of ​​consciousness is overflowing. Few can refine more, and all of them are of extraordinary physique and talent. After the initial refining, as the cultivation base increases, After being promoted, the Sea of ​​Consciousness is extended, and one can refine soul orbs again."

Speaking of this, Yunfei waved the remaining ten red soul beads and one green soul bead to Qi Tian.

"I haven't yet realized how easy it is. It's still a while before the realm breaks through. You will refine these soul orbs first. I'm curious how much sword consciousness your sea of ​​consciousness can hold."

Without refusing, Qi Tian accepted the soul orb. He concentrated on the sea of ​​consciousness, and found that most of the sea of ​​consciousness had been filled, and he could still refine a lot of soul orbs. There are too many people who are beyond the same realm.

After a pause, Yunfei said thoughtfully: "The leaders of the eight peaks are all of extraordinary physique. I don't know how many soul orbs they can refine."

Qi Tian remained silent, the devil's prison was an opportunity, when the disciples of the three sects improved their consciousness, many people's consciousness would become incomparably stronger, and the difference in physique and talent would widen the gap even further.

For ten days thereafter, Qi Tian was refining soul orbs and devouring spirit stones. His Sword Rhythm Middle Realm comprehended to the peak due to the improvement of sword knowledge, and his own cultivation naturally increased. Finally, the first middle-grade gold spirit stone was exhausted and he became a waste. Shi, feeling the turbulent life energy in his body, the sword embryo became more solid, and the innate sword energy became more fierce, Qi Tian even felt that even after the consciousness of the gods, he could easily suppress it.

Ten days later, he walked out of the wing room again. Above the demon city, the three sects had completely condensed.

"This time, I'm afraid there will be a big move. A lot of important people have come, and the breath was revealed at the beginning, which is very scary," Yunfei said in a deep voice, "I don't know if the master has arrived."

Qingzu's ancestral tomb will be opened, there may be great dangers, the two of them have obtained the order of Shen Yao, if they see the Taoist coming, they can also have some confidence.

"I don't know, I can only take one step at a time."

Qi Tian shook his head, he was open-minded, his heart was straight, he already had the heart of a strong man, and he didn't want to take shelter of others.

Yunfei realized something when he heard the words, and the two of them drank wine under the old locust tree, accompanied the old man, sometimes discussed swords, and sometimes talked about some ways of cultivation. Three days later, three slender and dazzling figures rose into the sky and arrived. The top of the magic city.

Qing Yunzong is the head teacher, Ming Bing Taoist.

The medicine king of Yaoxian Valley, the Taoist priest of Qingchen.

Mo Youchen, the elder of Ziyue Cave.

The appearance of the three big figures immediately caught the attention of the entire Demon City. In an instant, the three heavenly pillars standing on top of the Demon City collapsed at the same time, turning into rain of gods and raining down on the Demon City.

"The disciples of the three sects entered the blood gate!"

The voices of the three great figures sounded at the same time, and instantly spread throughout the entire magic city.

"I don't know what the sect will do. I always feel that the three major sects are prepared. Compared with me, Qing Yunzong Jiufeng Xiaobi seems insignificant."

Qi Tian nodded: "Although Dongshan King is a demon king, I'm afraid it's just a coincidence. Qingzu's ancestral grave is the root cause."

Yun Fei frowned and said: "Qing Zu is the ancestor of the ancient demon clan. It is rumored that there are only descendants, but no heirs. The ancestral graves left behind are likely to be the inheritance. There are ancestral graves in many devil prison battlefields in the five directions. The monster clan controls only the Southern Wilderness Monster Territory, and in the endless years of ancient times, the monster clan has not received the Qingzu's inheritance in the Monster Realm, it seems that it is very likely that it is in my four directions."

"In this way, the birth of Dongshan King can also be explained. It is difficult for the sect of the underworld, and the demon king can't bear it, but what is its purpose? Is it really as it said?"

Qi Tian frowned, this matter was a bit strange, but, compared to Qing Zu's ancestral grave, what he wanted to see more was the sword mound that contained one hundred and eight divine swords.

The heaven and the earth here have the rotation of the sun and the moon, but they are boundless and vast. If they were ancient, they might be tiny.

At the beginning, not only did his Wudang immortal way disappear, but the whole world did not have any immortal way. It is impossible to find it, only to find the sword mound, I am afraid that I can get a glimpse of the mystery.

Finally leaving the old house, the two buried two jars of purple bamboo wine under the old locust tree, and another jar in front of the old man's grave. After living in seclusion for half a month, they finally had to say goodbye.

In the middle of the magic city.

The wine shed is still there, but without the smell of the old man's smoke, the aroma of the wine seems a little ordinary. Many Taoists still buy wine, and they condense their spirits, not caring about this change.

After entering Blood Gate, in the Valley of Demon Suppression, Qi Tian saw many acquaintances of Qingyun Sect, all of them were in it.

Bu Qingtian stood outside the group, he was alone, as if hiding in a great way, his realm was unimaginably high, but he was still stuck in the realm of consciousness.

Yunbi Mandarin stands gracefully, her body is glowing with glow, icy muscles and bones, surrounded by everyone, she is not with the girls of Lianhua Peak, at this moment, seeing Qi Tian and Qi Tian coming, there is a coldness in the eyes of the phoenix.

Qi Tian noticed that in just half a month, everyone's aura has changed a lot, especially the leaders of the seventeen generations and eight peaks, except for Bu Qingtian who can't tell the depth, the other seven people all have an incomparably powerful way Although his consciousness has not yet been fully controlled, it is smooth and smooth, but its vigor and majesty, compared with his original one, is almost the same.

At this moment, the disciples of the three sects gathered in Zhenmo Valley, and many casual cultivators peeped in all directions, but they did not show up. The ancestral tomb of Qingzu was very tempting, and contained unimaginable Taoist treasures. Awed by the majesty of the three sects, I dare not reveal anything for the time being, otherwise I will become the target of public criticism, and I will die before entering the ancestral grave. (Please recommend tickets, don’t relax, we want to be more brilliant!)

(End of this chapter)