The empress draws her sword for love and conquers the three realms

"It actually broke through in less than ten years."

Xingxuan put his hands behind his back and said with mixed emotions.

"Breaking through...

hehe……"

Feng Qingluo glanced back casually and responded to him with a smile as bright as a bright cloud.

"I am able to break through this realm, thanks to the Lord God's daily teachings."

Xingxuan's eyes were smiling, as if he was admiring or feeling emotional.

"This talent is one of the best in the world."

"Ah."

Feng Qingluo nodded slightly, looking relaxed but feeling extremely depressed in his heart.

She suddenly stopped walking, looked into the distance with a surprised look on her face, and murmured: "He...he is at the bottom of the mountain."

"Hehehe... Not bad! You can even feel him down the mountain."

Xingxuan's smile was very pale and desolate.

"You mean he's been at the foot of the mountain a lot in the past few years."

Xingxuan glanced at her and knew the gap between Feng Qingluo and him, and said lightly: "Well, not just these years, but for a hundred years, he will stay at the foot of Kunlun Mountain for several hours every day. "

"What a stupid fox."

Feng Qingluo wanted to rush down the mountain to find him immediately, but Xingxuan didn't nod, and the hundred-year appointment hadn't come yet, so she couldn't leave without permission.

Xingxuan's expressionless face returned to his former cold look, and he said in a low voice: "Five days, Tiancangshan will ask in five days. If you succeed in asking, you can go to the Illusion of Heaven, and you can leave Kunlun after passing through."

"Can I leave early?"

"Once the way is established, you can leave."

A calm voice, without any emotion or wave.

She originally wanted to ask something, but before she had time to speak, she saw Xing Xuan walking away, leaving only a lonely figure behind.

"God Lord..."

There was no one around, and Feng Qingluo realized that he was not in Shangshanju, but in the Gujun Palace.

An elegant and quiet atmosphere filled the air. In the center of the hall was a huge jade vase filled with all kinds of delicate flowers, like a vivid picture of a sea of ​​flowers. The fragrance of flowers fills the air, making people feel relaxed. Next to the jade bottle is an exquisite book table filled with various scrolls, which is obviously a symbol of the owner's diligence. There is a pair of four treasures of the study made of jade placed on the desk. They shine with a warm luster under the candlelight.

Elegance is everywhere in the palace, which is both elegant and peaceful. It seems like a paradise, making people forget the troubles of the world. Here, people can feel the taste and cultivation of the owner

There is a painting hanging on the wall, but there is a person in the painting.

She was a little surprised, "The person in this painting? Why is it Zi Ning?" She calmed down, and looked closer, "This fairy pose is not Zi Ning, how come her portrait is hanging in the Gujun Palace."

Her eyes moved to the lower left corner of the scroll, and the signature did indeed read the word "Gu Jun".

Feng Qingluo suddenly realized, "No wonder Lingxuan Pavilion Xingxuan always helped Zi Ning in everything before. It turns out that she is the same as Gu Junsheng. That idiot is so lucky."

She couldn't help but become curious about Gu Jun and Xing Xuan.

What is the story between them? What kind of woman is Xingxuan's favorite?

I almost mistakenly thought that he was interested in me. It seemed that I was overly concerned.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingluo couldn't help but laugh at himself, and walked around, fearing to disturb Gu Jun's peace, so he hurriedly left and returned to Muyun Peak.

After living here for hundreds of years, I suddenly feel reluctant to leave. Looking at the scenery of Muyun Peak, looking through the clouds, it's like exploring an unknown wonderland. The world below the peak is looming in the clouds and mist.

The name of Muyun Peak seems to contain a sense of sad beauty. Whenever the sun sets in the west, the golden afterglow dyes the entire mountain peak into a golden color, and its magnificence makes people awe-inspiring. At night, Muyun Peak is filled with stars hanging in the sky, like a bridge between heaven and earth.

Feng Qingluo closed her eyes and felt with her heart, as if she could hear the sound of the wind. It gently brushed her ears, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story. Her heartbeat merged with the echo of the mountain, making her feel the pulse of life and the vastness of the universe.

Suddenly, the Tianji Sword flew out and stood beside her, as if accompanying her to watch the scenery of Muyun Peak.

The Tianji Sword was forged by Xingxuan and was only given to Gujun for use, but it could not connect with Gujun's mind. Instead, it had always been connected with Xingxuan's mind, and now it could also connect with hers.

Feng Qingluo mistakenly thought that Gu Jun also wanted to see the scenery of Muyun Peak, and actually communicated with Shenjian.

But every word she said was transmitted to Xingxuan's ears through the divine sword.

Feng Qingluo asked doubtfully: "Tell me, if I want to see the scenery again in the future, will the ice cube let me come?"

Tianjijian nodded knowingly.

Feng Qingluo smiled knowingly, "Unknowingly, it has been almost a hundred years. In fact, I really miss Taikoo and the others. I grew up with Taikoo and Lan Zhi and lived with them for thousands of years. I didn't know they were living like this now." .”

She was filled with emotion, but Xingxuan was extremely reluctant to give up.

The only thing to blame is that the huge Kunlun Mountains are too deserted.

Just as Feng Qingluo was deep in thought, the Tianji Sword suddenly made a sword sound.

With a whoosh, the Tianji Sword flew into the sky, gestured several times in the air, and then flew back to her hand.

Feng Qingluo held the hilt of the sword, pondered for a while, and said softly: "Could you let me practice sword practice?"

Before she could say anything, Ji Jian grabbed her and started gesticulating. She was completely out of control, why was the sword suddenly out of her control?

"All right!

Okay, stop gesticulating!

……

I see! "

But the Tianji Sword just wouldn't obey the orders. The sword's body emitted a faint green light and kept swinging.

This sword technique is very weird. One moment it looks like a model, another moment it looks like sword spirit, sometimes it looks like an afterimage, sometimes it looks like a flower, and sometimes it looks like the wind. The sword technique is very weird.

But the rules were orderly. Feng Qingluo understood the mystery at once, and was surprised. He didn't expect that this was the first form of the Tianji Sword's sword manual, the two forms of water and fire.

This set of swordsmanship requires the person practicing the sword to have a clear mind and sharp senses, and not to be disturbed by the world of mortals. The essence of the swordsmanship is that it can be done in one go and continuously.

Feng Qingluo immediately calmed down and began to understand the mystery.

Xingxuan in Tongtian Pavilion was also feeling all this with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but sneered: "It seems that he is not only about to break through the realm, but also to realize the sword's intention."

This Kunlun Mountain can no longer keep her, and there is no reason to force her to stay.

Xingxuan's back looked very sad as he walked towards the study step by step.

The person who needs to cultivate and meditate right now is himself. Looking for the main road, maybe it would be a better choice to send Feng Qingluo down the mountain as soon as possible.

Feng Qingluo gradually changed from passive to active, and began to control the Tianji Sword at will;

The Tianji Sword is worthy of being called the Tianji Sword. Once it is in her hand, it seems to be spiritual, and the sword skills become more and more powerful. The sword moves like clouds and flowing water, continuously, without a trace of sluggishness, and the sword energy is awe-inspiring, just like a peerless fairy sword, looking down on the heroes and arrogant in the world;

For five days, she practiced with great concentration, comprehending the profound meaning of the sword.

The whole person seems to have been reborn, lingering in the fairyland, agile and refined.

She stabbed the boulder with her sword, and the boulder split into two halves.