Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 387
Seeing Sun Qiaoer leaving reluctantly, Song Qing also sighed slightly, at this moment even he is too busy to take care of himself, how can he help Sun Qiaoer again?

The sword formula and water spirit sword given to Sun Qiaoer are probably the ones that Song Qing has made the most!
With a wave of his sleeves, a wave of mana gushed out, turned into a seal, and stuck it on the door of the room. The restriction had already been imposed. It was the sound-proof restriction that Song Qing had learned from Duanmu Yao'er.

"Now take care of your own things so that you can plan for the next thing."

After setting up the sound-proof restriction, Song Qing muttered to himself, and then waved his sleeves again. Except for the two frequently used ones, all the other storage bags around Song Qing's waist were placed in front of Song Qing. .

Without exception, these storage bags were all obtained by Song Qing from others, and because of the urgency of the matter, they have not been checked.

"out!"

This time, Song Qing didn't hold the storage bags to inspect them one by one, but pinched the magic formula with both hands, secretly using the Langxie alchemy technique, and immediately summoned all his spiritual consciousness.

After gushing out between the eyebrows, the huge spiritual consciousness immediately turned into several strands, covering the storage bag in front of Song Qing respectively.

"Spiritual stone... magic weapon... and some spiritual materials..."

"...There are even a few rare puppets, all made of bronze, one person tall, very burly and hideous, in the shape of an ape, bronze puppets..."

"There is also a magic weapon, but this one seems to be the magic weapon of Bishuimen. It is just a light blue veil... well, it has a certain effect of hiding the breath and hiding the figure, but these are not very useful to me."

The spiritual consciousness of the monk who established the foundation is so huge, and Song Qing also has the blessing of Langxie's alchemy, the power is even more extraordinary. After Song Qing used all the spiritual consciousness, he quickly checked the spiritual consciousness in front of him Storage bags.

After checking these storage bags, Song Qing not only showed no joy, but also frowned, his face turned slightly pale.

"I didn't expect to consume so much this time, I need to recover."

It turned out that although Song Qing checked the storage bag quickly, his spiritual consciousness was also gone.

With another wave of his sleeves, Song Qing put away the storage bag in front of him. Although the things inside were a bit miscellaneous, he didn't tidy them up.

After taking back the storage bag, Song Qing adjusted his sitting posture, closed his eyes, pinched the sword formula with both hands, and recovered from meditation.

Song Qing's spiritual consciousness wasted this time, not power, so the spiritual membrane doesn't do anything at this time, and it will be a lot of trouble.

And when Song Qing was recovering in the quiet room like this, outside and inside Wanjianmen, there were also great changes.

Heyang Town is located around the Lingwu Mountains, and the news of Heyang Town's fall, even if the upper echelon of Wanjianmen concealed it deliberately, could not be covered by paper. He simply announced the news of the fall of Heyang Town.

This announcement is inappropriate. After all, no matter how fierce the rumors outside are, without official confirmation, they are still false rumors and cannot be fully believed.

But now the ancestor of Jindan of Wanjianmen actually admitted this matter, the inside of Wanjianmen suddenly exploded.

It was even more frightening, and some people even secretly planned how to escape.

However, most of the disciples still had only a sliver of hope. They silently hoped that the Four Great Immortal Sects would be able to make a comeback, so they stayed at Wanjian Sect and actively prepared.

Under Wan Jianmen's tense preparations, the Wanjian Zhuxian Grand Formation, which had not been opened for a long time at Wanjianmen, was also opened.

It turned out that the huge stone swords that were about to be weathered all shone with spiritual light, and they communicated with each other to form a grand array of ten thousand swords to kill immortals. The power seemed to be enough to destroy the world.

The entire Wanjian Mountain is awe-inspiring, but the monks in it lack fighting spirit.

Of course, Song Qing didn't know about all this. At this time, he was still sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, pinching his hands to recover his spiritual consciousness.

Without the help of the spiritual film, the spiritual consciousness is not so easy to recover after all. It has taken a day and a night, but it still has not fully recovered.

"call out!"

At a certain moment, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came, followed by a burst of flames shooting towards Song Qing.

The eyes that had been closed for a long time seemed to sense something, and after a slight jump, they opened both eyes. Song Qing could not help frowning slightly as he looked at the lingering flames around him.

"At this time, who will send the voice to me?"

Although he thought so in his heart, Song Qing didn't hesitate at all. He reached out and pinched the flame, and then secretly channeled his mana and threw it into the air.

With a "bang", it exploded immediately when it got the fire, and at the same time the sound of Fengzhen also came out.

"Nephew Song, it's urgent, you must come to Wanjian Palace quickly!"

There was eagerness in the words, as if he was urging Song Qing again and again.

"It looks like something big is about to happen!"

Hearing Feng Zhen's sound transmission, although Song Qing didn't know what was going on, he didn't dare to neglect, stood up abruptly, said to himself, then waved his big sleeves and removed the soundproof restriction in the quiet room .

Secretly using the lightness technique, Song Qing turned into a stream of light, rushed out of the quiet room very quickly, slapped the storage bag again, took out a token, waved at the magic circle on the yard, and wiped the magic circle on the yard. The magic circle opened a hole.

It turned into a stream of light again, swept out of the opening of the magic circle, looked around, and found that someone in the Wanjian Gate was walking with a sword, Song Qing didn't care about anything, directly controlled the green wood sword, and went to Wanjian The palace shot away.

Indeed, Song Qing didn't know what Fengzhen's summoning was for this time, but he had already guessed something in his heart, so even if Song Qing didn't have full spiritual consciousness at this time, he immediately left the gate and rushed to Wanwan quickly. Sword Palace.

In front of the Wanjian Palace, Song Qing lowered the Dunguang, bowed respectfully to the Wanjian Palace, and said: "Disciple Song Qing pays homage to the Master Master."

"Come in."

Within a moment, Feng Zhen's voice came out from the Ten Thousand Swords Hall, and at the same time, the tightly closed door of the hall opened with a bang.

Song Qing turned into a stream of light and squeezed into the Ten Thousand Swords Palace. At this time, Feng Zhen was not the only one among Ten Thousand Swords, the deacon elders, Qi Yubai and others were also here.

Song Qing only took a cursory look, and found that in addition to Feng Zhen and other five Jindan Patriarchs, there were dozens of Foundation Establishment disciples in Wanjian Hall.

"It seems like that's the case in all likelihood!"

Seeing such a scene, Song Qing couldn't help but a gloomy flash of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he was very sure in his heart, what was the so-called urgent call from Feng Zhen.

"Disciple Song Qing pays homage to the master master and the four elders."

Thinking about something secretly in his heart, Song Qing stepped forward quickly, and bowed to Feng Zhen and others. Originally, as long as they broke through to the Golden Core Realm, they were all elders in the sect, but if they are usually elders of Sixiang, they are all elders. Jindan Patriarch is rarely called that.

But now the Jindan Patriarch is dead in name only, so Song and Qing revived the previous title.

"Well, Martial Nephew Song, everyone has not arrived yet, so you should go to the side first and wait."

Seeing Song Qing's respectful appearance, Feng Zhen nodded secretly, then waved his sleeves and gave Song Qing instructions.

(End of this chapter)