Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

"If so?" Feng Yimo was surprised. He was able to choose his master for only one reason. The flying sword produced the sword spirit, and the sword spirit could choose the master!

"It's true. My subordinates have seen it once. In those years, Wei yijiedan, who ranked first in the Jindan period of Jiantong branch, went to Jianhu to choose the flying sword. As a result, tens of thousands of swords soared into the sky, startling all the high-level people, and watched him bring out the third ranked soul sword!" Bi Fei looks envious in his eyes. Although his jinchajian is good, he can't get into the top 1000 of Jiantong branch swords.

Sword cultivation takes flying swords as its life. The quality of flying swords directly determines the combat power of sword cultivation. Everyone hopes to get a peerless sword, but there are only a few flying swords full of spirituality. Besides contribution value, chance is more important.

Feng Yimo is full of expectation for entering Jianhu.

After a two-day rest, Feng Yimo first collected the blood Jade Valley, and then was ordered to bathe and change clothes. He solemnly followed a disciple to the sword Lake on the top of the mountain.

At this time, the cultivation of fengyimo is in the late stage of integration, and the excuse is to break through the troubles of Lingtian and Yaotian in Donghu city.

The friars in the period of combination had a lot of Helms in Jiantong, which did not cause any sensation.

The passageway leading to Jianhu is a white jade step, 20 Zhang wide. Many disciples who have formed a golden elixir step by step go up the steps and rush to the top of the mountain step by step to choose their own flying sword.

An hour later, Feng Yimo was led to the sword Lake. When he saw the sword Lake composed of millions of flying swords, he was shocked.

Anyone will be shocked to see the dense and endless flying sword and the lingering sword spirit. Those core disciples who just got jiedan are even more unbearable. It took them a long time to wake up from the shock and walk excitedly to Jianhu.

Feng Yimo didn't worry, but watched how the disciples of Jindan chose the flying sword.

These two days, he went into the classics room, looked up some classics about entering the sword Lake to choose the flying sword, and got a general idea.

If you want to enter Jianhu Lake and choose Feijian, the lowest cultivation is Jindan period. Of course, you can also enter Yuanying period and choose Feijian, but no one is willing to wait. With the cultivation of golden elixir, one can refine the flying sword of one's own life. Who is willing to wait for hundreds of years? What's more, who is sure to have a baby? Besides, having a sharp flying sword suitable for one's own can protect one's life to the greatest extent. Therefore, 99% of the disciples choose jiedan and go to Jianhu to choose the flying sword at the first time.

It's a hard process to choose a flying sword. Monks need to open up their mind and walk into the sword Lake by themselves to let the sword Qi wash their bodies. If they are careless, they will get hurt.

It's just as dangerous as walking on a tightrope. The deeper you go, the higher the quality of the flying sword, but the more dangerous it is. When he met a suitable flying sword, or could no longer bear the fierceness of the sword, the friar had to choose a flying sword and quit the sword Lake.

Every core disciple has only one chance to enter the sword Lake to choose the flying sword. At other times, only by establishing outstanding achievements for the clan can he make an exception. This is the case with Feng Yimo.

In front of Feng Yimo was a young friar, who seemed to be only 30 years old. The golden elixir breath was not stable, and he was excited, and stepped into the sword Lake.

Sword Lake is a huge lake made up of flying swords. Each flying sword is pointed upward, suspended in the air, and becomes a forest. The monk enters the lake, opens the shield, and the flying sword takes the initiative to give way. The monk's figure soon disappears in the dense sword forest.

However, after half a stick of incense, the monk could not go any further. He was staggering and was forced to hide by the sword Qi. He was very embarrassed because his silver inner disciples' clothes were cut by the sword Qi. With a wry smile on his face, he took a deep breath, put his right hand forward and released Yuanli. A black flying sword flew into his hand, and then a huge repulsive force came and flew out of Jianhu.

Feng Yimo shakes his head, half incense, the friar just walked half a mile, did not touch the core area, at most is the periphery. The farthest of the more than 40 Jindan friars who came with us was to go to Lishu. They were all outside.

The whole Jianhu Lake covers an area of 300 mu, presenting an oval shape. The center is two li away from the core of Jianhu Lake. It is said that ninety-nine percent of the top 1000 swords in the list of famous flying swords come from the core. It is a place that everyone yearns for, but few people can reach it. All the younger brothers who enter the core of Jianhu Lake are amazing and powerful.

Feng Yimo steps forward, and Shi ran walks into the sword Lake.

Every flying sword seems to be floating in the air impacted by the black ground of sword Lake, and it stimulates a light sword Qi. The sword Qi invades the body, which makes people feel torn. No wonder those friars have no way to go deeper.

The sword Qi is sharp and cold. If the only body protecting yuan Qi hood can hold on at most, the incense will be broken. If it doesn't come out again, it will be dismembered by the sword Qi!

But in the eyes of Feng Yimo, these sharp sword Qi turned into a gentle breeze without any harm.

In the eyes of everyone's surprise, Feng Yimo's pace was stable and continued to move forward, and soon surpassed other monks who insisted on it.

"He's so powerful that he's in the core!" Someone exclaimed."Don't be envious. Don't you find that you can't see through his accomplishments? This person must be a special reward elder. Maybe he is the one who transforms the spirit and cultivates the emptiness!" Another said.

"Ah, I see. Maybe the master can get a rare flying sword. We have a good eye. Not everyone can see it." The man said again.

"Yes, I hope so."

With the deepening of fengyimo, the sword Qi seems to feel provoked and sends out a buzzing, strong up. The Liuhong chasing wind sword in fengyimo's Dantian is eager to try, and sends a message to fengyimo: "master, let me go out, small sample, sweep them!"

Feng Yimo shakes his head. The Liuhong wind chasing sword, which is already the best Taoist weapon, has become a cold breath. It's not suitable to expose here. Even though it can fight against the friars at the beginning of the robbery, it can't fight against the real immortals on the land. After seeing the strength of Xuanshui Sanren, it's better to be a man with Weiba.

Zheng!

A startling sword Qi came in the air, and the nearby sword Qi scattered and ran away. It seemed that Feng Yimo was in the bag and would never die!

"Ah, good sword, should be able to enter the top 1000!" The friar on the shore of sword Lake exclaimed.

"I didn't expect to see such a good sword. I have a good chance!"

Who knows, just when everyone thought that Feng Yimo would take this flying sword, Feng Yimo lightly hit a punch, and the shocking sword spirit suddenly broke up, and a blue flying sword fell out and fell into the sword Lake.