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From time to time, fierce sword energy strikes, each time weighing more than ten thousand jun, if it is not for the human holy body, one blow is enough to chop the leader into a pulp.

The cauldron of the Mother Qi of all things is clanging, like the roaring of mountains and rivers, and there are bursts of trembling sounds, the whole mountain is shaking, like a fairy sword revived.

Ye Fan put Xiaosong into the tripod, afraid of accidents, and ignored it. Chisongzi's supreme sword intent is breathtaking. Although it has exhausted its killing aura, it is still not accessible to ordinary people.

"If the killing intent is still there, it may be difficult for the ancient sages to walk a few steps."

He had to be surprised that the first ascetic in the ancient times mentioned in "Biography of the Immortals" really had unfathomable mana, unfathomable, and the means to defy the world. No wonder he only lived his life to become an immortal.

When there were still nine steps away from the stone table, Ye Fan stopped, and it was difficult to take a step closer. It seemed that there was a Wanjun fairy sword pointing at him in front of him. Even with the body guarded by a tripod, his body would still crack.

This is a kind of vast sword intent, unparalleled, no one in the world can stop it, and strands of sword marks appear in the void, enough to crush the king of Dao Slash.

Ye Fan operated the Bingzi Jue, trying to fetch three ancient jade books from the air, but at this moment, an eternal light came out, brilliant and dazzling!

At this moment, nothing existed anymore, only this sword light, the sun, moon and stars in the sky seemed insignificant, dim and dull.

A loud sound was more terrifying than thunder, and it was unavoidable. The aura of the mother of all things shook violently, and Ye Fan vomited blood and flew out.

"clank!"……

At the same time, this fairy sword mountain trembled, and the hundred thousand heavenly swords blared together, emitting a dazzling light, beating gods and demons, and breathtaking.

Ye Fan flew out for several miles, wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, and his heart was shocked. This was the first time he was injured after returning to Earth.

Just now this kind of sword light can behead the king of Immortal San, it is extremely frightening, and he was injured even if he protected his body with the mother energy of all things, that kind of force is too great, the sword energy cannot invade the body, and the force directly hurt him.

"Too powerful, Chisongzi deserves to be one of the strongest people in ancient times." Now he was sure that if the murderous aura was still there and not wiped out by Chisongzi himself, even the saint would have to be beheaded.

The Master of the Three Valleys flew over with a snow-white face, and asked Ye Fan if he was alright. He was so terrified that he couldn't stand it from a distance, let alone experience it himself.

Ye Fan shook his head, and as soon as the word "Secret" came out, golden blood rushed all over his body, making a thunderous roar, and his body recovered in an instant.

He pushed forward again, climbed to the main peak again in the light of thousands of swords, and walked towards the stone table, intending to take away three ancient jade books.

However, this time it was even worse. When the distance was still dozens of steps away, as soon as the Bing Zi Jue was used, a beam of sword light struck over, like thunder destroying the world, fierce and domineering to the extreme.

Ye Fan was cut into the air again, and this time he retreated eight or nine miles away, his heart was shaken, this was not the way, he couldn't get close.

The Chisongzi people are all dead, and the supreme sword intent left behind is still the same. Its invincible demeanor can be imagined. If it is alive to this day, it will be no problem to level an ancient star with a strong moral system.

Ye Fan climbed up again, this time he didn't move rashly, he stopped a long distance away, and released Xiao Song, letting him follow along to enlighten the Tao.

He didn't plan to force his way, and he first realized the swordsmanship of Chisongzi, otherwise no one in the world would be able to approach that stone table and the clear lake of swords.

This station lasted for half a month, he didn't move at all, even the lively and active Xiaosong looked dignified, holding his own stone Buddha bell, earnestly contemplating enlightenment.

Ye Fan couldn't help but be shocked, this kind of sword intent is profound, vast and unpredictable, and it contains the true meaning of a weapon that breaks all laws!

"Yes, I will practice hard here."

With a solemn expression, he sat down cross-legged, earnestly comprehending, contemplating, trying to figure out the supreme orthodoxy of Chisongzi, and put it in the cauldron mark.

Sword cultivator, mainly attacking, once a sword is released, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers will be broken, and nothing can stop it!

At a certain level, the sword is not limited to the tangible quality, every grass, every tree, even every dust and sand can be a heavenly sword, which can split mountains and seas at every turn.

Ye Fan's heart was shaken, Chisongzi's sword intent was indeed invincible, a dust-turned sword could fill the vast sea, and a grass-turned sword could cut down the sun, moon and stars.

"Having reached this level, what are you afraid of? It is no problem to traverse the ancient universe and destroy many star fields."

He was dazed in a daze, even such a powerful person was trapped by life and death in the end, unable to become a fairy, his life essence dried up, and he sat down in the end.

Ye Fan pondered his sword intent carefully, and he found that the supreme figures in ancient times shared many views.

Everything can be used as a soldier. In the end, when gathered together, only one weapon is used, ten swords, one hundred swords, one thousand swords, ten thousand swords... In the end, only "one" is used.

A grain of dust comes to fill the sea, a plant of grass cuts the sun, moon and stars, one person fights against heaven and earth, cultivates sword all his life, and puts down the chaotic universe.

This is the way of Chisongzi, the sword is just its shape!

People in later generations have obtained the inheritance of its sword cultivation, but it is unknown how many people have obtained its god.

Ye Fan sat silently, pondered carefully, and realized it with his heart, instead of just learning its shape and memorizing its sword style.At his stage, it is impossible to change to Yujian, but all dharmas are interlinked, he has acquired his spirit, and can transform his own way.

A breakthrough!

Ye Fan only needs to remember this sentence, which he has known in the past, a tripod is enough, and it is more natural.

The tripod can also be used as a sword to control, it can fill the sea, it can cut the sun, moon and stars, and it can suppress the heavens.

At this moment, in front of Ye Fan's eyebrows, a one-inch-high small cauldron was ups and downs, blending with his mind and mind. He combined the Taoist scriptures with the Tao of Chisongzi and the way of Chisongzi, and obtained sublimation.

If it is against the enemy, once a tripod comes out, it can break everything!If it is to cut the way, let alone the realm, the combat power will be greatly improved just because of this.

The small tripod, which is about an inch high, interweaves a striped network, which is born to be the carrier of Tao, but now it only carries himself, shining infinite light in front of his brows, and quickly restrained, returning to ordinary clumsiness.

Another half month passed before Ye Fan opened his eyes and stood up. He didn't imitate Chisongzi's kendo, but he gained a lot.

He glanced at Xiaosong, and found that the little purple thing seemed to have something to gain, it looked like it, serious, full of heart, still wandering in vain.

He couldn't help poking out his consciousness to see what it was enlightening, but he was shocked, it was evolving the universe in his heart!

Ye Fan was amazed, he didn't expect that this little guy would really have the courage to open up the world in his heart and evolve the world.

But when he took a closer look, he couldn't help laughing. The little purple guy compared the stars to pine nuts, imagining how many he could destroy.

He put the little guy in the cauldron and didn't wake him up. Anyway, it's good to have an idea, and he can't confine his thinking. Maybe he can really walk out of his own way in the future.

Chisongzi did not set up a killing formation here, but because he practiced sword here all the year round, he left traces of Taoism on the main peak, carved sword marks, and the sword light can still be emitted after endless years.

Ye Fan experienced his way here for such a long time, no longer contradicting each other, and finally walked into the stone table, and easily took the three ancient jade books into his hands.

Then, he came to the bank of Jianhu Lake, staring at the lake water, it was clear and bright, and there were thousands of sword lights gathered in the water.

This is the Chisongzi sword-washing pool, which contains the immortal sword light. He has lived here for most of his life. This sword pool has already been psychic, and it can condense the supreme sword intent.

Ye Fan didn't enter the water, but just went around for a circle. He saw the thunder billowing and looming in the water. He knew that once he touched it, it would probably split the sky and the earth.

After a careful search here, Chisongzi lived a very simple life. He only wanted to become a fairy all his life, and he didn't care about anything else, and he didn't leave anything special.

In the end, Ye Fanming left this place after realizing the meaning of the sword, flew out of the Immortal Sword Tianchi, and appeared in mid-air, and the Lord of the Three Valleys immediately greeted him excitedly.

"I found it, go to Wan Yao Valley and combine the six jade books to find out." Ye Fan said.

Returning to Wan Yao Valley, the owner of the Three Valleys solemnly took out six pieces of ancient jade, put them on the stone table and put them together with these three pieces.

At that time, Chisongzi only got three pieces, the ancestor of the ancient demon god of Wanyao Valley got two pieces, and the remaining four pieces were collected by later generations after thousands of years.