My filial piety has gone bad

Then he turned around and said to Xiao Ran:

"Unexpectedly, your bone setting skills are better than mine. Did Elder Yinyue teach you?"

Xiao Ran raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

"Uncle Master can't teach me how to dig hot springs with barbecue, food, wine, right? Facts have proved that, apart from having children, I'm not as good as you, but I treat you like the ring of the second pass of the rock path, in a state of complete encirclement."

Chu Yan hissed and gasped.

"I don't want to have a child, it hurts me to death, I will definitely marry the master in the future."

It turned out that I bent because I was afraid of pain!

It has been two generations, and I still want to marry my master.

It's funny enough.

Xiao Ran did not extend this topic, but asked Chu Yan with a serious expression on his face:

"I have a question for you."

Chu Yan was slightly taken aback, almost frightened.

"Just ask, don't be so serious."

Xiao Ran asked her with a sullen face:

"Just now in the underground cave, what do you think is the difference between the eyes of the swallowing beast?"

That's it?Chu Yan was a little confused.

"There is no difference? Why do you ask?"

Xiao Ran frowned tightly.

Could it be that I can only see it with the resonance method?

Or the reason for the black ring?

There are too many fans in Xiaowu, and he is not sure.

"It's nothing, my eyesight is not very good."

Chu Yan curled her lips and said:

"It's so nice to see something with your eyes. I won't say what it is, and anyone who understands it will understand."

Not surprisingly, her dog's head was rubbed angrily.

"Know your size!"

……

After taking a short rest and replenishing their spiritual energy, the two finally stepped onto the third level of the Sword Inheritance Conference.

The location of the sword spine layer is very close to the top of the mountain.

Coming out of the sword spine layer, Xiao Ran looked up, and could even see the huge black shadow of the fairy boat, which looked like a giant kun through the clouds, giving people a sense of oppression like a giant phobia.

What I thought was:

Who is Xiaowu?

Where are the primates?

Is it related to Li Wuxie in Xianzhou?

All kinds of worries gathered on his brows, and Xiao Ran remained silent all the way.

Chu Yan thought he was worried that the third floor would be too difficult, so she comforted her:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you at the sword spine layer. Besides, didn't you say you're completely surrounded by me?"

"That's natural."

The two stepped into the sword spine layer.

This is a barren mountain, with broken swords stuck upside down in the grass, very similar to the broken swords on Zhijian Peak.

According to Lin Yunzi, the broken sword at Jianjian Peak was also arranged by the sect back then, in order to hone the master's sword heart.

However, the edges and corners of those broken swords have been worn away by the laziness of the master, and the sword intent has long been lost, and they have been completely reduced to spectacle.

But the broken sword on the thorn layer has a sword intent!

The two walked into the depths of the sword spine.

If you look carefully, you can see broken swords stuck upside down in the grass, like tombstones.

Coincidentally, the sword intent on the broken sword... is exactly the shock, fear, despair and wailing left by the dead sword holders.

Xiao Ran originally thought that the so-called sword intent was the intent to be unyielding, but he didn't expect it to be the struggle of the sword holder before dying in the face of the nether world.

This immersive sense of substitution, the deep-rooted fear and despair made Xiao Ran feel even more scalp-numbing than seeing Nether with his own eyes.

Bearing their sword intent, the two trekked upward one after the other.

As they went deeper into the forest of sword thorns, fierce sword winds began to hit the bodies of the two of them, and quickly penetrated into the outer wall of the dantian.

Xiao Ran was a little cautious, and only used his qi refining cultivation base and the power of first-order resonance to resist, which was quite difficult.

The outer wall of his dantian seemed to be smashed by ten thousand swords at the same time.

Fortunately, the Danbi is reinforced with jiaodan, so the pain will return to the pain, so there will be no major problems.

Chu Yan is much more relaxed.

She pulled out the silver sword, her figure was like a shuttle, she kept taking extremely delicate footwork, leading the way in front, leading Xiao Ran forward.

After following Chu Yan, Xiao Ran felt much more relaxed.

While leading Xiao Ran forward, Chu Yan introduced in the tone of someone who has come here:

"These broken swords are the swords of monks who died in the battle of Zhu Ming after the end of the Dharma Era."

Xiao Ran was puzzled.

"Why are all broken swords?"