Chapter 482
After laughing, Song Qing looked at a cyan sword light in front of him, his eyes flickered, and thought about the name of his new sword art that combined the three sword arts.

"Now let's try the power of the Great Zhoutian Sword Art."

After thinking of the name of the sword formula, Song Qing was in an unusually good mood, his eyes flashed again, and he muttered to himself, then pinched the sword formula, pointed at the sword formula in front of him suddenly, an astonishing scene followed It happened.

I saw that the cyan sword light that was suspended in the air quietly at this time suddenly trembled obscurely, the mysterious aura spread out immediately, and there was a wave in the void, the cyan sword light changed from one to three, and then separated into three. Two sword lights.

"go."

Song Qing waved his big sleeve, and shouted at the three cyan sword lights, and the cyan sword lights shot out in three different directions, and the escape speed was several minutes faster than that of ordinary spirit swords.

"transposition."

Just after the three cyan sword lights burst out, Song Qing's face suddenly became serious, and the sword formula in his hand changed, and he shouted loudly, and the blue light suddenly radiated from his body, and the blue light rolled around his body, Song Qing's The figure suddenly disappeared from the bed.

The next moment, Song Qing appeared at the original position of a cyan sword light, and that cyan sword light had already appeared on the bed at this time, just like Song Qing's previous position-changing sword art, but this time it was the same as the sword The light swaps places.

"That's right, switch positions again!"

Song Qing's face showed ecstasy, and the mana in his body moved again, and he exchanged positions with another cyan sword light in an instant, and then exchanged positions with other sword tactics...

After repeatedly performing the Great Zhoutian Illusory Sword Art, Song Qing's mana was severely consumed, but the fire in his heart was gradually extinguished, and he calmed down.

Song Qing stopped exchanging positions with the cyan sword light, his eyes flickered again and again, and he said after a long time:
"This Great Zhoutian Magic Sword Art is my own creation, and Qianchonglang is also my own creation. What if they are also fused together? Just now I seem to have sensed Qian Chonglang's sword art during the continuous transposition. It’s the unceasing profound meaning of Chonglang!”

It turned out that when Song Qing continuously used the Great Zhoutian Illusory Sword Art just now, Song Qing sensed the profound meaning of endless waves, and he couldn't help but think of the Thousand Waves that he hadn't used for a long time.

This thousand waves can't be called "thousand waves", in fact, he can only be stacked up to twelve layers, but even so, what will it be like after combining the elusive Great Zhoutian Magic Sword Art? What about the scene?

But Song Qing just thought about it for a while, and gave up after calming down. After all, the Da Zhou Tian Huan Jian Jue is the sword formula of the way of controlling the sword, while the Thousand Waves is the sword formula of the way of holding the sword. The two are different. Dao, unless one comprehends the realm mentioned by Tianlang, it is impossible to fuse the Great Zhoutian Illusory Sword Art and Thousand Waves together.

However, although it cannot be integrated, it is also not possible to use it together.

"Now is not the time to think about these things. I've been in seclusion for so long, so it's time for the Tianjian Pavilion auction to start."

Knowing that it was impossible for him to fuse these two kinds of swordsmanship, Song Qing didn't think too much about it, and said so, then waved to the Qingguang Ziyan sword on the bed, and put the Qingguang Ziyan sword into his dantian .

After getting off the bed, Song Qing waved his big sleeves towards the door again, untied the restraint on the door in an instant, and opened the door.

Song Qing left the room, went directly to a small corner on the first floor, ordered a pot of spiritual wine and a few dishes of side dishes, and drank by himself.

Song Qing had been in seclusion for half a month, and there was no news, so he came here deliberately, just to find out the latest news.

"I heard that the Tianjian Pavilion auction will be held in three days."

"That's right, I heard that for this auction, even the Dragon Slaying Sect and the Immeasurable Immortal Sect came here."

What is this? I heard that the Penglai Cultivation Realm, which is closer to us, also has people from the Immortal Sect rushing back. I wonder if there are those two super Great Immortal Sects. "

"Really? There are other immortal sects from the comprehension world rushing over. This is something that has never happened before. Why?"

"I don't know, I just heard that the finale of this auction is a bit special, maybe because of that finale."

……

As soon as Song Qing released his spiritual consciousness, the noisy discussions in the inn came over, almost all of which were about the Tianjian Pavilion auction. The auction that few people knew about in half a month is now well known and caused a lot of trouble. There was a lot of buzz.

"The finale? It's probably because of this reason that the Tianjian Pavilion held the auction in advance, but there are still people coming from the Dragon Slaying Sect. I don't know who it will be. Will Yao'er come with me?"

Hearing the noisy discussion in the inn, Song Qing frowned slightly, his eyes flashed brightly, and he thought to himself: "I miss Yaoer a lot after leaving Dragon Slaying Sect these days."

Song Qing suddenly got up, picked a few spirit stones on the table, then turned and walked out of the inn.

After leaving the inn, Song Qing didn't call for the spirit beast car, but instead used the lightness technique, one step at a time, and walked outside.

Now that he already knew the general news about the Tianjian Pavilion auction, Song Qing didn't need to stay here anymore, and there were still three days before the auction, so Song Qing took this opportunity to familiarize himself with the situation of Tianjian Immortal City.

After coming to the East China Sea, Song Qing hadn't really visited the Immortal City yet, but in the Heavenly Sword Immortal City, the first feeling was that there were many people, several times more than when Song Qing came here before.

"Probably because of the Tianjian Pavilion auction, all the monks around gathered here."

Looking at the scene of people coming and going, Song Qing couldn't help but frown, even though he was transporting mana now, it was as slippery as a loach, and it was still difficult to move an inch.

At a certain moment, Song Qing saw the opportunity, kicked his feet, and suddenly turned into a black shadow, and rushed into a relatively dark alley.

"It's still good here... vomit!"

There was no one in the alley, which made Song Qing feel relieved for a while, but after seeing the situation in the alley clearly, he almost vomited immediately.

If Song Qing hadn't mobilized mana in time to suppress the sore and bitter nausea in his body, he might have really vomited.

I saw that in this alley, there were puddles of sewage one after another, and the smell was pungent, but these were nothing. Song Qing clearly saw the broken branches and leaves in the alley, and even a few pieces of rotten leaves that attracted a group of flies. Humming limbs.

These are not monsters, but people!

"Even in bright places there is darkness... I'd better go back quickly!"

(End of this chapter)

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