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Once it entered the realm of transformation, Sedum's Jinxiu Sword no longer sticks to the imagery of the article, and it also escapes the cage of the sword's transformation. After he finished reciting the short poem, he did not see any wonders or victories, only the rotten iron sword in his hand radiated a bright light. He waved his sword, and the clear light was shining brightly, and everyone in the room was caught by it. The bright and splendid color was like a silver screen, reflecting a young man with heroic and heroic hair, looking forward to the brilliance, and his eyebrows were indistinguishable from Sedum.

The young man jumped out of the mirror, and saw him in white clothes, sick and snow, with red lips painted in red, and a three-foot silver dragon in his hand. This young man is really a sword spirit psychic. As soon as he was born, the main lord of Sedum disappeared in the Taixu, hiding inside, the sword spirit was undefeated, and he would not show up easily.

Xie Jianxian raised his eyebrows and praised, "Okay! Use the sword to reflect the heart, reverse the real illusion, your sword intent is really extraordinary!"

"Hey! Evil Sword Immortal, look at the sword!" The young man in the mirror was full of heroic spirit and full of pride, and he slashed at the head with a sword, but the sword energy was scattered, and it was laborious to cut wood and stone, and could not break the body protection of Evil Sword Immortal. Zhen Gang couldn't help being disappointed by the heroes of the righteous way, and also laughed at the evil cultivators of the Shinto way.

Xie Jianxian couldn't help but snorted: "It's not worth it, it's like a silver pewter head."

"Sedum! What are you doing? Come back soon!" His classmates couldn't help but feel discouraged, only that they shouldn't trust him easily.

The young man was silent, he still swung a sword, still weak and powerless, exactly the same as his first sword.

After all, Xie Jianxian has hidden worries and fears that Chu Hanjing will rush to help, so he doesn't want to play with this young junior anymore. He raised his hand and pointed, and there was a rush of black sword energy. This sword energy was dark and dull, and it seemed plain , but there is also a saying that the name Jiuyoutongken secretly records the sword qi, but the ghost qi of the ghost is collected, and it is impeached by a talisman, and the evil is turned into a sword. Ordinary Daoists will lose their skin and bones when they receive a sword, and their soul will come out of their bodies. None of the people present can take it on their own. It can be seen that this skill is involved in creation, and the Dao goes with it. Xie Jianxian raised his hand with a sword, and when the sky was like a black wind swept through the sky, it hit the young man in an instant, almost cutting him in half.

The young man shouted, but no blood was seen, but it suddenly exploded into a clear shadow in the sky, and everyone looked at it intently. Before he could see what was going on, the bright light faded away, and another young man appeared on the spot. Zhuang Su was tall and straight, with a jade bone and frost soul. He also held a three-footed front. , more stable.

"This move, I'll return it to you!" The young man raised his hand and waved his sword, and hit a plain white sword rainbow. In addition to the vastness of his qi, he was not biased, and there were all kinds of wonderful meanings in the talisman, prohibition, and transport method. Secretly recorded swords are indistinguishable.

The monks who could see that the mysterious monks were all wise men immediately burst into applause from the crowd.

Jianhong flew to, and Xie Jianxian didn't notice for a while, and was broken through to protect the body, and a corner of the sleeve was cut off. He smiled in surprise: "Is there such a thing?"

The young man didn't answer him, and raised his hand with another sword, still the Jiuyoujian learned from Xiejianxian.

"I'd like to see how much you have." Xie Jianxian sacrificed the magic weapon to protect his body, calmed his heart, and cast a Ziwei Yuan Shifang Zhenxian seal. It is the Lord of the Divine Court who has just realized that when the Dharma seal is accomplished, there will be gathering incense, consoling the five spirits, calming the mind, breaking life and death, defying yin and yang, enduring immortality, consecrating gods and immortals, shifting stars and changing battles, reversing the six realms, and opening up the universe. A total of ten directions of mighty virtue. Evil Sword Immortal prides himself on being respected by the world, but he is not boasting.

Everyone said that Evil Sword Immortal is a first-class devil, acting secretly, with a lot of devilish energy, and it really made the heroes stunned if they didn't want to be able to display such a majestic seal.

I saw that bright, golden, square big seal collapsed across the sky like peaks and ridges. The ten directions of the seals rang like a bell, and the sound was too late, making the mountains lose their color, and the fog rolled over, making it impossible for the avatars to reunite.

Boundless clear shadows disappear and grow, flickering again and again.

This time, everyone could clearly see that the clear shadow was the outline of Sedum, and every illusion was lively and agile. Qingying is born and dies, and time is fleeting. It is described as gradually mature, from a young man to a mature man.

"I understand! Junior Brother Jing's sword intent is really upside-down. These phantom bodies are all past memories in the mirror, and can turn a hundred years into an instant. If you use these phantom bodies to practice the method, the world's secrets will be created. Everyone can be enlightened at once, so isn’t this invincible?!”

"It's not as simple as this, the profound method cannot be accomplished without the first-class tools. The magic of this devil is very mysterious. Fellow Daoist Jing is young and the Taoist practice is shallow. I'm afraid it is difficult to see the samadhi. Please look at those phantom bodies. It is getting older, and I am afraid that my lifespan will not last forever. If it can't be solved before death, this time the devil will win."

It was too late, but it was too soon. I saw that when the sky was clear, it was overshadowed by the seals of the ten directions. An elderly old man smashed the big seal with his fist and was born proudly. Seeing that he was gorgeous, he was described as haggard, and his long clothes were gray and snow. Standing like a pines and cypresses, although Liuyin wears away his majestic appearance, his skin and sacs are detached, but he shows his character.

The old man stands with his hands behind his back, outsiders don’t know his past, he has been enlightened after a hundred years of vicissitudes, just to break the seal of the evil sword immortal. Suffering can be said to be like a year, and the suffering is so severe that one can imagine that after the calamity is gone, it is but a dream to look back.

Although he is just an incarnation of sword intent, he has infinite sorrow and resentment in his heart, but when he comes to the end, he just said, "This trick, I will give it back to you!"

The old man put his sword in the sheath, squeezed his fist as a seal, straight and straight, and punched the monster.

What a big punch! Zhenxian impeached the gods, scattered the spirit soldiers and generals in the sky, the fog disintegrated, and the purple clouds framed a clear sky, which actually directly broke the Tianque Summoning Formation set up by the evil cultists.

Xie Jianxian did not dare to underestimate this fist mark, after all, he was a clear authority, and he knew the bottom line of the method he created by himself. The seal made by the sword spirit is similar to the one used by the evil sword immortal, but it is unique in its interior.

Evil Sword Immortal Grandmaster's bearing is also another seal. If it is said that based on his Taoism, he can be criticized for being arrogant, attacking flaws, and he can break this move without spending energy, but he has to compare with Sword Spirit. Compete, see who's seal is better.

The two seals collide, just like the confluence of rivers, fighting in the sky, the surrounding spiritual energy is rolled and gathered, and the suction is continuous, making the two endure forever, the more they fight, the stronger they gradually become a huge vortex, full of brilliance and splendid spectacle. . Seeing the collapse of the mountains and forests forced everyone to retreat for three miles, so that the warriors were able to get out of the battle, and the two sides confronted each other from a distance, no longer fighting each other.

"Good opportunity! Everyone, quickly evacuate the wounded, please come to the heroes of the world, and we will fight this beast together!"

Suddenly out of trouble, the heroes flew swords to pass books, called friends to lead companions, and some people cast spells and played smoke letters in the air, which were clearly visible for thousands of miles, and all the surrounding towns, villages, sects, temples and other places responded.

Seeing that the situation turned sharply, the cultivator of the evil path begged for his life, begging the evil sword fairy to lead the crowd to retreat, temporarily avoiding the edge of the right path.

"I'm not busy, I haven't explored the depths of this seat yet." He raised his voice, "Jing Xiaoyou, your incarnation is already in the waning years, can you fight again?"

Although the sword spirit is old, its graceful appearance is becoming more and more obvious, such as Cangzhu, which is tall and straight in the cold, and darkened in the winter. He doesn't say anything about the scene. He is probably tired, but he still stands and cannot fall. He raised his hand and pressed the sword, Qing Feng. Out of the sheath, there is already biting frost.

Looking at his momentum, Xie Jianxian knew that he had painstakingly realized the Tao, and that it was not general that he could break the immortal seal of Shifangzhen. With Sedum's meager magic power, even if he fully comprehends the secrets of printing, it is not enough to be liberated. Since he broke out of the trap, there must be another ingenuity. Could it be that Shifang Town's immortal seal is so famous as a joke?

The old man did not move his sword, he was naturally waiting for Chu Hanjing to come to his aid.

Xie Jianxian smiled coldly, "Jing Xiaoyou, as a swordsman, don't you believe in your own sword?"

The sword spirit's heart is like a dry stone, as if it has never been heard, the iron in his hand is still in the sheath, and the cold light has never leaked.

After all, it was the Shinto cultivator who was afraid of the prestige of the first sword immortal in the Six Realms, and did not dare to stop. The evil sword immortal suddenly heard that Chu Hanjing had come to Qingluan Peak, no longer delaying, he concentrated his breath, and also pulled out the seven-foot Ziwei sword behind him. , stab out flat.

The crowd exclaimed, because the land collapsed and the stars were prosperous. Such a sword, mixed with swords, spirits, mantras, hexagrams, and Qimen, shows how high this magic way is, and the essence of the moves is hard to describe, whoever comes. This must be praised: it is really a good swordsmanship that Qing Shi has left a name for! The light of the sword floats like a clear ripple, blows like the breath of the sea, the mountains are destroyed by the mountains, the rivers are broken, and there is nothing to stop them. Confused, the five internal organs are out of tune, not to mention resistance, even self-help is difficult.

Such demeanor is the unparalleled character.

Jian Ling knew in his heart that if this sword could not be stopped, he would suffer heavy casualties tonight. He was only a mere avatar, and his life was of little importance. It would be better if he exchanged his death for the survival of his fellow practitioners and lived up to his reputation as a chivalrous person.

Armed with the will to die, he resolutely drew his sword.

Suddenly throwing himself in, the light is like a shooting star, breaking the five aggregates and three delusions, and the sword energy enters the invisible realm, just like a ray of light, shooting towards the boundless sword rainbow.

The sword qi attacked, and the elites of the Divine Sword Sect were also difficult to resist. They could only try to save themselves and take their fellow Daoists from last week to avoid the edge for a while.

Tang Xuejian was held by his fellow brothers, fled through the sky, looked back, saw the stars in the sky, the sky was full of frost, the sword energy in the sky swept across, engulfing all things, flocks of birds flying, beasts rushing, the mountains, rocks, grass and trees instantly transformed into vitality. , disappeared without a trace. She looked sadly, but could not find the figure of Sedum.

Seeing the movement of the sword qi, the heroes escaping slowly, being crushed by the sword will like flies in the glue, even those with shallow skill, whose internal qi is not good enough, suddenly lose their skill and fall into the clouds.

The evil monk burst into laughter, laughing at the defeat of the heroes like bereaved dogs.

At this moment, a burst of spiritual light rushing into the sky, swaying the mainstay, blocking the sword energy, just like a general, blocking the thousands of troops.

"Sedum!" Tang Xuejian called sharply.

Although she could not see him, she knew it was Sedum.

The sword spirit made a desperate blow, and it turned into this air column. At first, it was only the thickness of a finger, but it turned endlessly. When the sword energy was blowing, it didn't hold back. Turning faster and faster, accumulating piles of accumulations, until the surrounding sword energy is linked into one, and then it turns and uses force to exert force. In just a few breaths, it has grown from the stem of the grass to the surrounding of the mountain, so it started in an instant, and it has turned into the sky. Great interest, great tide.

This is Sedum's swordsmanship.

Xie Jianxian saw that the monks of the right way were scattered, and the sword column was as bright as white jade, and the energy was stable, so he knew that this move was defeated by him.

Even a heroic figure like him, with unparalleled talent and talent, can't help but sigh that there are heroes in the world, endless avenues, and sincerity is not alone.

Xie Jianxian raised his head and looked at a ray of light in the sky, like the sun swelled in the sky, before anyone arrived, the sword intent had already crushed half of the sky, it was Chu Hanjing, the number one in the Six Realms, regretfully said: "The divine sword has no qi. Exhausted! Hateful! Hateful!" After speaking, he turned to the white jade sword pillar, "Jing Xiaoyou, there is still a day for you and me to meet!"

Before he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and flee when a young man jumped out of the sword column, still in the shape of Sedum, glaring at each other, and sighed: "Evil Sword Immortal, look at the sword!"

Such a shocking change really shocked Evil Sword Immortal. He also said that this sword spirit can be destroyed and reborn, isn't that there is no reason for it?

However, the young man was ignorant and fearless, and he slashed with a sword. It was still as it was at the beginning. The sword energy was loose, and he could not break the body protection. Shen Shen, running out of mana, fell to the ground.

"Would you rather die than use a sword? It's really a child's temper." Xie Jianxian smiled dumbly. Before leaving, he took a deep look at the falling sedum, and then stopped staying, stepping out of thin air, shaking his sleeves and putting away his robes. After doing evil cultivation, in a blink of an eye, his traces disappeared in the sky.

Chu Hanjing defeated the demon and respected the building, and suffered some minor injuries. When the demon was imprisoned, he hurried to Qingluan Peak to respond.

Seeing that the battle was undecided, she swung her sword to break open the two immortal seals that were fighting endlessly, and swept away the magnificent sword energy, and the mountains were clean. It's just that the original green mountains and green waters have been turned into scorched deserts. She distanced herself from the ley lines, transplanted plants and trees, and restored the vitality of the place as soon as possible.

Jingtian alone foiled the evil sword immortal's conspiracy and saved fellow monks from danger. His virtue was noble and his ability was outstanding, which made people look up to him. He was no longer regarded as a useless sinner, but a generation of young sword immortals was born. The prestige of Evil Sword Immortal made him in the end.

After the war, he fell into the valley and drifted by the water. Soon he was rescued by his fellow brothers and brought back to the sect to cultivate.

The elder brother's injury eased a little, and then he was busy with the sect's affairs. He asked Tang Xuejian about the story of the Qingluan Peak, and then reported to Chu Hanjing, explaining the story of the night to the details one by one.

Chu Hanjing frowned and sighed, "I underestimated this evil sword immortal. Now that Qin Xin was designed by him to run away, and Yun Zong's legacy has fallen into silence again, what conspiracy will he have next? Yu Yinai can't help him." She pondered for a moment, and asked about Sedum's actions, "You have seen with your own eyes, what is the sword intent of your little junior brother?"

Shiren Xiong crossed his hands in silence for a long time, and sighed: "Wonderful ideas, profound and mysterious, the ascending to the Tao is profound, and the descending machine is infinite. His spirit is like crossing the snow in a shock, and it is quiet and clear. The meaning of Tibetan form, its qi is like a flower hidden at the bottom of a leaf, it has no form or color, and it flows according to the heart, and it has the ingenious structure of the sun's good fortune.

"Even the real person of Xiluan praised him like this, which seems really good. He is the reincarnation of a god, and he was born extraordinary, but it is difficult for him to not stick to the world of his previous life and live his true self, so that he can live up to the successor of the sword. It is rare to say that he is a rare talent, but his character and temperament are more important than the ability of the Tao. In your opinion, does he have the determination and courage to be the leader of the right way?"

When Shi Renxiong heard the words, he shook his head, "Junior Brother Jing is a laid-back personality. As a famous hero of a generation, he is capable of punishing traitors and eradicating evil, but it is really embarrassing for him to know people and take responsibility. In my opinion, Junior Sister Tang He has such exquisite thoughts and methods."

Chu Hanjing smiled, "It reminds me of the past."

"What do you mean by this, fellow Daoist Chu?"

"It was the same with Uncle Yun back then. He was even more lazy by nature. Although he took up the position of Master of the Divine Sword Sect, he didn't take the job well for a day, and he usually left all matters to Master Han to make decisions."

"It's such a coincidence, it's fate."

"Yes, there are very few men in the world who are not greedy for power. If they simply can't be sincere in the way of swordsmanship, they will be hard to see the back of the sages all their lives. It's not like they drink and peck, and the gains and losses are unpredictable." Chu Hanjing thought for a moment, and secretly made up his mind. , then asked Shi Renxiong to retire, and then sent a message to Tang Xuejian, and he would come when she was free.

After Jingtian woke up, the first thing he saw was still Tang Xuejian.

He opened his eyes but didn't stand up, and looked sideways. At this time, Tang Xuejian was sitting by the window and warming up the sword. The sunshine called Qingri clearly reflected the plain appearance. When she was quiet, she was really hot like fire. The eldest lady is like two people. Strange to say, she clearly didn't turn her head to watch, but she seemed to know everything, "Can the great poet be willing to wake up?"

Jingtian just woke up, and when he saw the happy girl, he was full of thoughts immediately, but he couldn't say anything, so he just called out softly.

"See you in the snow."

"What?" Tang Xuejian tilted his head to look at him, his face full of spring breeze, both anger and joy.

"It's nothing." Sedum sat up, his face was frosty and colorless, he raised his hand and stroked his heart, the blue jade bead was still hidden close to him and never lost. He was relieved, and was speechless for a moment.

"Since you are awake, this girl will not serve you." Miss Tang family put away the Rainbow Shadow Sword and was about to go out immediately.

"Xue Jian!" Sedum called again.

"So what?" Tang Xuejian stopped behind the door and didn't turn around.

"You're back, be careful along the way."

Tang Xuejian sneered, nodded, no more words, and pushed the door away.

The Iraqis are gone. Sedum was bored from sitting for a long time, and woke up after a long sleep. I wanted to go out and look at the scenery and relax my mind, but thinking about the previous battle with the evil sword immortal, suffering from limited cultivation, it was difficult to fully express the sword intent, resulting in failure and success. Determined to retreat and do ascetic cultivation, take a bottle of Huang Ya nourishing body pill, swallow it with water, and wait until the stomach is warm and the two qi grow and circulate, and the essence and essence are abundant.

As far as the right way to practice qi is concerned, the most widely circulated in the human world today is the "Sixteen Jade Tower Caves", which was created by Murong Ziying, the master of the divine sword. The Way of Carrying Internal Qi, which takes the strengths of the two and complements each other, has been revised many times in the later years, and finally it has become a magical art of the world. The sect is spread all over the world, and sentient beings in the six realms are widely used to it.

Jingtian learned this set of exercises from his father. In order to teach him, his father went to the bookstore in Yuzhou City to buy a new printed copy of "Sixteen Jadelou Caves", which was brand new. He was having fun for a long time as a kid. It's a pity that his father left early and couldn't finish teaching. After his father passed away, Sedum taught and practiced by himself, and he has not slackened for more than ten years, which is considered a small achievement. Since I entered the Divine Sword Sect, I was able to ask for favors from my seniors. I used to focus on being naive and reckless, but now I understand a lot of key points, and my practice becomes smoother.

Cultivation has always been difficult, and accumulating mana is the first difficulty.

Different schools and sects have different methods, so take the "Sixteen Jade Tower Cave True Secrets" as an example. At the beginning of the practice, the three elements of essence, energy and spirit should work together to transform the internal breath. Hundreds of veins, and immediately appreciate the spiritual machine of heaven and earth and accept it, and obtain mana by channeling the inner breath. This mana is like the palm of a person's finger, it can move according to one's heart, the movement and stillness are suitable, the mind does not fall, and the mana does not scatter.

Daoist mana is inspired by the universe, and its nature is similar, so it can draw the power of heaven and earth, and use a millimeter to carry a thousand weights. However, it is also counteracted by the qi mechanism of heaven and earth. In order to keep the mana pure and free from impurities, there are Danding sects for refining golden elixir, dragon-tiger sects for condensing talismans, Qingcheng sects opening up Zifu, and Kunlun eight sects are compatible and all have their own strengths.

The "Sixteen Jade Tower Caves" has been revised several times, regardless of the method. The most widely circulated version today is based on opening up the Purple Palace. Spiritual will and mana are in harmony, and they can be refined and refined without the need for hard work and polishing. The stronger the mana, the wider the purple house, the nourishment of the divine will, and the more spiritual wisdom.

There are different schools of kendo cultivators, and they purely use their minds instead of inspiration to instill their inner breath. Therefore, the quality of mana is particularly unique, and the sword cultivators in the world are different. If the mind is strong, the magic power will be prosperous, so the beginners are often stubborn and domineering. If you want to go further, you need to be tempered by the world, and you will be reassured when you see the wind and frost, and then you will not be arrogant or dangerous. Since ancient times, swordsmen have been unruly, and this is exactly the reason.

When Jingtian first practiced, he imitated his father, and he used the wind and spirit of the five directions to form magic power. After comprehending the sword's meaning, he was instructed by his senior brother to use the sword's meaning to transform his inner breath and refine his skills, which was more mysterious than before. Accumulate faster, one day's meditation is better than one month's effort.

Magical power is rare, and Taoism is even more mysterious. No matter what kind of cultivator, all should painstakingly comprehend the root of the universe. Those who are powerful and true cultivators are not known for their magical powers, and the elders of the Tao can be the teachers of the world.

For example, those Shinto monks who are worshipped by believers, incense innumerable incense to ignite their inner breath, and the accumulation of mana is very fast. They often become weathered within a few years.

Sedum didn't have many fights with that Shinto evil cultivator, and he was amazed that they were all powerful and wealthy. For a while, he was envious, but then he let go. It's not that he had the world in his heart and couldn't bear all beings to be slaves. Sedum regarded himself as a small person. , never considers using others, but is confident that the sword in his hand is enough to kill all the evil. If he is young and lacking in Taoism, it is helpless. If he lacks mana, he will have to work harder.

When Tang Xue went out, she immediately went to see Chu Hanjing. She had received the summons for a long time, and she was only taking care of Sedum who was in a coma, so she never stayed away.

She thought that the chief summons was just to ask about the situation that night, so she practiced words and phrases in her belly along the way, trying to be more detailed, so as to avoid confusion when she made her petition, and she didn't want her to come to the sect master's retreat. Tang Xue said to her heart, "The head is busy with business, I'm afraid I won't be here for repairs at this time." He planned to visit again at another day, but he smelled some blood, and was suddenly surprised. How could such a clean retreat be possible? Bloody smell? When she strode in, she saw Chu Hanjing lying on the ground, dying, with a pool of blood splattered under her body.

"Sect Master!" Tang Xuejian hurriedly stepped forward to check, and found that Chu Hanjing was unconscious, frowned for a moment, and sent a message to the senior in the sect, Mr. Xia.

Xia Yuanchen arrived soon after he got the letter, and was shocked to see Chu Hanjing injured and fainted, "Miss Chu is actually injured? Who can hurt him like this?"

Tang Xue looked anxious, "Mr. Xia, I only informed you about this matter. I know that you have extensive knowledge and good medical skills. Please find a way to save the head!"

Xia Yuanchen placed Chu Hanjing in place, but after making a diagnosis, he shook his head and sighed, "This problem is difficult to cure. She is about to die."

"How could this be so?!" Tang Xue was heartbroken when she saw the moment of great sadness, "The master of the Chumen is unparalleled in the world, why is he going to die suddenly? Mr. Xia, are you joking?"

"Sigh, she won't die for a while, but if it goes on like this, I'm afraid she won't survive the end of the month. She is clearly deranged, and I'm afraid her sister has an accident."

"Master Truman also has a sister? But what does the sister's accident have to do with her?"

Xia Yuanchen looked worried. "Miss Tang, you don't know something, Master Chu is the elf born of a Thoreau tree planted by Shennong, called Thoreau Tree Fairy, but this Thoreau tree turned into a double Shu, she and the Thoreau tree were born. Sister Chu Bihen has the same life, and if one dies, the other will die."

"Then are we supposed to save her sister now?"

"I'm afraid it's already too late. But no matter what, you need to find out who is causing trouble. You should contact someone you can trust, and quickly go to Yandi Shennong Cave to find out. Shi Renxiong will take care of the affairs in the door, so there will be no trouble." Xia Yuanchen pointed. After seeing the direction of Shennong Cave, he hurried away.

Tang Xue was stunned for a moment, looking at Chu Hanjing, who was dying on the sickbed, and felt as if he had passed away.

The sky of Divine Sword Gate collapsed.

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