Sword ancestor

Chapter 73
Qinghu is no longer, as Qi Tian continued to kill Taoist priests, Qinghu was stained with blood.

The bloody sky, the roar of thunder, has never dared to gather thunder clouds, the ancestor of a line, majestic like this, can shock the heavens even after death.

On the bluestone, Qi Tian's fingers are like swords, butcher Taoist priests are like dogs, their corpses are divided into pieces, and hundreds of them are scattered.

He can't be allowed to go on like this, otherwise the innate Dao body will be obliterated in this Qingzu's tomb!

In an instant, that Feng Zu turned into a red divine light and rushed to the bluestone. It opened its mouth and spit out a golden gossip. This gossip has no gossip patterns, but there are eight strange beasts located in all directions, and they are extremely handsome.

hum-

A great force emerged from the golden gossip, although it was suppressed on the bluestone, it still shook Qi Tian several feet away.

Immediately, a golden glow rushed out from the gossip, the void was shattered, and a pitch-black void appeared, swallowing the flesh and blood all over the ground, and Fengzu also flapped his wings and rushed into it.

"I remember you, Xiantian Sword Body, I am waiting for you in Nanhuang! Keep the Void Demon Wheel for me!"

A Taoist voice came from the hollow, Qi Tian took two steps forward, the hollow twisted, he felt a wave of heart palpitations, the sword body gave off a cold air, which made him stop.

Soon, the hole disappeared, and the golden gossip fell onto the bluestone.

"Southern Wilderness," Qi Tian frowned slightly, "Southern Wilderness Demon Territory, is that person a demon clan?"

Immediately, Qi Tian shook his head again. He picked up the golden gossip. The gossip is neither gold nor jade. I don't know what kind of Taoism it is. ,Kunpeng.Qi Tian has heard of the eight kinds of strange beasts, but they all gather on this gossip.

"Void demon wheel!"

Qi Tian whispered, at the grave of Qingzu, it is impossible to find out the secret of this demon wheel, but being able to withstand a trace of Qingzu's power is enough to see its extraordinary.

The bluestone was stained with blood, revealing a terrifying aura, and the green ancestral wooden flute emitted a green aura, which flickered indefinitely, but covered the brilliance of the sun and the moon. After a few breaths, the blood on the bluestone faded away. The shadow of the sun and the moon reappeared in the Qinghu Lake, and the golden carp jumped up and breathed out the mist.

"Could it be that everyone enters the Qingzu's ancestral tomb differently?"

Qi Tian glanced around, beside the green lake, there are dozens of miles of ancient forests, if he wants to go in and explore, there may be some chances.

Turning around to look at Qingzu's wooden flute, Qi Tian pondered for a moment, took two steps forward, and wanted to reach out to touch it.

call out--

A ray of green light shot out from the palm of Qitian, and a bloodstain manifested, and the gurgling blood gushed out and sprinkled on the wooden flute.

hum-

Immediately, a streak of blood burst out from the wooden flute and rushed into Qi Tian's Sea of ​​Consciousness. He was slightly astonished, so he naturally pulled out the wooden flute.

"I can also have such a voice," Qi Tian murmured to himself, "In this case, you can follow me in the future."

The wooden flute remained silent, and at this moment all the divine light was restrained, and it fell into Qi Tian's hands like an ordinary wooden flute.

Leaping off the bluestone, a sword of knowledge pierced into the Zizhu sword, the edge soared, and the next moment, Qi Tian was on the bank of the green lake.

He fixedly glanced at the center of the lake, and after ten breaths, Qi Tian turned around and walked into the ancient forest.

The ancient forest is dark and full of ancient atmosphere. This is a piece of pure land. It is not popular, but full of vitality. The grass and trees are green, and the dew is full of spiritual energy. There are many fairy grasses on the ground, Ganoderma lucidum, which have been grown for hundreds of thousands of years. Over the years, Qi Tian collects some, but those under the millennium have not been touched.

The elixir of longevity can prolong life, it needs to be a wood elixir, and it needs to be conceived for at least 2000 years before it can have the magical effect of extending vitality.

Walking in the ancient forest, Qi Tian didn't see many wood-based elixir, but the tree demon saw some. It was a kind of spiritual beast. They opened up their spiritual wisdom, swallowed the essence of the sun and the moon, acted as spiritual energy, and transformed into some Human elephants, unlike desolate beasts, prove the way with strength, only seek to be strong and kill the earth.

These spirit beasts were not popular, Qi Tian walked into the ancient forest, they looked at them curiously, but did not make any movements.

Walking into this ancestral tomb of Qingzu, and coming to the bank of Qinghu Lake, Qi Tian felt a sense of mystery. He encountered the relics of Qingzu, and there was no obstacle in collecting the wooden flute. pointed it all out.

He didn't want to be manipulated. From the moment he knew that he had the innate sword body, he no longer believed in the destiny, because under the destiny, he would surely fall.

In the ancient forest, green vines entangle the trees, strange flowers are fragrant, the Lingxi stream is bubbling, clear and clean, smoke and mist grow from the ground, exuding a strange aura, there is no need to distinguish, Qi Tian also knows, this is probably the so-called evil aura, because Except for him, there are some vegetation and tree monsters born in the world, not even a single animal or bird can be seen here.

"Big brother, you have completely transformed, you are so powerful, can you teach me?"

A spirit vine was really curious, it turned into a human form, with a blue gourd on its head, and jumped to Qi Tian's side.

The little guy looks to be only one or two years old, with pink and jade carvings, his body is fragrant, with a few green leaves around his waist, blinking his big bright round eyes and staring at Qi Tian motionlessly.

The little guy's body is a spirit gourd, exuding an astonishing aura throughout his body. It is a elixir incarnation. It has been at least a thousand years old, and it is only one step away from completely transforming into a human body.

Stretching out his hand to touch the little guy's head, Qi Tian smiled and said, "Big brother isn't great, you are."

"Am I good?" The little guy bit his tender finger and asked suspiciously, "But the big brother has completely transformed into a human."

Qi Tian was a little bit dumbfounded, the little guy identified him as a monster because he had never seen an outsider.

Qi Tian sighed in his heart, this place is really a pure land, before today, no one has been accepted.

The little guy has been following Qi Tian, ​​and the two have traveled all over this ancient forest. Beyond the ancient forest is the land of the Demon Prison, but only Qi Tian can see it, but he can't get out.

Qitian taught the little guy some Taoism. The little guy became a wood demon, enlightened for a spirit vine, opened his spiritual wisdom, merged into the Dao, and the vitality of yin and yang manifested on his body, which made Qitian feel a lot. It seems that there is something separated by a layer, which cannot be touched.

Sinking into this ancient forest, Qi Tian meditates daily and comprehends the way of swordsmanship. On that day, in the red gold fire wood cauldron, he experienced life and death, stepped into the threshold of the upper realm of sword rhyme, and with the help of the spiritual energy in the cauldron, he barely stepped into the sword embryo The upper realm, but if you want to truly reach the peak, you need to fully comprehend and master it.

This piece of heaven and earth is close to the Dao, with no blemishes or stains. Here, Qi Tian comprehended quickly, and the upper realm of sword rhyme quickly entered the threshold and gradually became stable.

"Big brother, are you leaving?"

On the bank of Qinghu Lake, the little guy grabbed Qi Tian's skirt, as if he sensed a breath of parting.

Qingzu's ancestral tomb is opened every 20 years, every ninety-nine and 81 days, so [-] days have passed.

Among the Tao numbers, 81 is perfect, if there is a chance, 81 days, and you should get what you want.

Without opening his mouth, Qi Tian just stroked the little guy's head, this is a pure land, he doesn't want the pure land to be dusty.

"Big brother."

The little guy shouted again, Qi Tian had already sunk into meditation, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and didn't pay any attention to it.

"Big brother!"

The little guy pursed his lips, and finally walked away sullenly, holding his immature cheeks, counting the dewdrops on the grass blades by the stream.

There is no sun and moon in Qinghu Lake, and there is still a cycle of day and night, and the images of stars manifest in the sky.

After one night, Qi Tian's body was covered with a thin layer of clear dew, the clear dew was crystal clear, like crystal orbs, reflecting the shadows of ancient trees in all directions, green and green like jade.

hum-

At dawn, Shen Yaoling appeared out of thin air, casting thousands of green lights.

"Big brother!"

The last glance was also covered by the green light, Qi Tian only heard some voices, which disappeared quickly. (Please recommend tickets, please collect!)
(End of this chapter)