Opening confession to the beautiful master

Chapter 901: The Sword That Reaches the Sky

But the drunkard kept chattering all the way, which made Jian Shili extremely impatient. He shouted coldly: "Shut up! Are you guests of the Xianjian Sect? Don't you know what's going on?"

"What's more, how did you treat me when I went to your Tianqing Holy Academy? I didn't even step into the gate of your Tianqing Holy Academy. How dare you say that the Xianjian Sect didn't treat me well?"

It turned out that Jian Shili was still holding a grudge against the incident of going to the Tianqing Holy Academy that day. Naturally, he didn't have a good face for them. If it weren't for Zhang Yi's intention to break into the Xianjian formation, he wouldn't even let these people step into the gate of the Xianjian Sect.

"Hiss, you are still so stingy. I'm not the dean of the Tianqing Holy Academy. Can I make the decision on this matter? It's unreasonable for you to blame me!"

The drunkard pouted his lips and teased.

"With these conditions, you can stay or not!"

Jian Shili was too lazy to argue with the drunkard. He said with a cold face and ignored him.

Soon, several people came to the back mountain of Xianjian Sect under the guidance of Jian Shili. Looking around, there were densely packed graves. A long sword stood on each grave. It seemed harmless, but a closer look revealed that there was an endless and terrifying sword intent contained in it, as if it would burst out at any time.

Seeing this scene, Jiu Fengzi finally shut up, took a deep look at this strange grave mountain, and said in surprise: "Is this the legendary Xianjian formation? I didn't expect it to be composed of graves?"

Before, Jiu Fengzi had only heard of the name of Xianjian formation, but had never really seen it. He only knew that Xianjian formation was composed of graves, which was a bit weird.

"There are at least tens of thousands of graves here, which also means tens of thousands of swords."

Wherever Zhang Yi looked, there were graves, which made him feel an ominous premonition.

"Big Brother, why don't we just forget it? This place looks weird."

Princess Zi Ling gently pulled Zhang Yi's sleeves and wanted to leave.

But Jian Shili and his group looked at Zhang Yi with a fierce look, until Zhang Yi spoke, their eyes became a little softer, "Since we are here, there is no reason to leave, I have to break into this Immortal Sword Formation anyway."

"You are so brave, but it's a pity that your brain is not working well. This Immortal Sword Formation has always been only for the dead. No one has been able to walk out of it for many years."

Jian Shili did not forget to mock and attack Zhang Yi at this time.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Yi smiled indifferently, but in fact he was panicking, but he still stepped towards the Immortal Sword Formation.

When he stepped into it, he suddenly felt a fierce whistling sound in his ears, as if there were thousands of immortal swords entwined in his ears. Zhang Yi took out the Immortal Killing Sword, and the strange sound was dispersed under the burst of sword intent, which also made his whole body completely step into the Immortal Sword Formation.

Seeing this, Jian Shili had a cold smile on his face. In his mind, Zhang Yi had already become a dead man since the moment he stepped into the Immortal Sword Formation. He immediately called the other elders to leave, "Let's go, this kid is dead. Who would have thought that the most dazzling genius of Tianqing Saint Academy recently would kill himself!"

"After Zhang Yi's death, Tianqing Saint Academy will be silent for at least hundreds of years!"

"Drunkard, what are you still doing here? Why don't you go to my place for some tea?"

"You don't think he can come out alive, do you?"

The other elders all teased the drunkard.

Only the great elder of the Xianjian Sect, Yu Hengzi, stood there quietly, staring at Zhang Yi. He was the one who had the most dealings with Zhang Yi in the entire Xianjian Sect, so he naturally would not easily believe that Zhang Yi would fall so easily. "Sect Master, you guys go first. I want to witness Zhang Yi's death with my own eyes!"

Jian Shili was slightly stunned, and he didn't take it seriously. He just waved his hand and said, "Forget it, if you want to keep it, keep it."

After that, he set his eyes on the drunkard again, and invited him sarcastically, "I don't know if you are still in the mood now. Drink tea? "

The drunkard laughed loudly, and never looked at Zhang Yi from beginning to end, as if he didn't care about the outcome of this matter at all, "Of course I have to taste the tea of ​​the Immortal Sword Sect."

"Zi Ling, do you want to go with me?"

The drunkard even invited Princess Zi Ling, but was rejected without hesitation, "Master, you go, I'll wait for the eldest brother to come out here."

Princess Zi Ling knew that the drunkard was not indifferent to the ending, but that he had already written the ending in his heart, which was his absolute trust in Zhang Yi.

But she couldn't do it like the drunkard, and some things were more reassuring to see with her own eyes.

But the drunkard's calmness surprised Jian Shili and others, and they didn't expect the drunkard to agree so easily. In the end, they had to leave with the drunkard awkwardly.

As they left, only Princess Zi Ling, Yu Hengzi and Zhang Yi in the Immortal Sword Formation were left in the huge place.

When Zhang Yi completely stepped into the Immortal Sword Formation, everything in front of him had changed. The densely packed graves had long disappeared, replaced by a sword that could reach the sky. The sword was shining brightly, as dazzling as the sun, and it was impossible to look directly at it. There was also a strong power of the origin of the sword, just like the power of the origin that Zhang Yi saw when he first comprehended the sword.

"It really is the sword formation created by that person, even the aura is exactly the same, but am I in an illusion now or is this sword that can reach the sky condensed from countless sword bodies and graves?"

It's no wonder that Zhang Yi thinks so, because he felt countless Taoist spirits in this sword that reaches the sky, which is obviously related to the tombs on the ground.

In the eyes of Yu Hengzi and Princess Ziling who were outside, there was still no change in the fairy sword formation, but they didn't understand why Zhang Yi stood motionless. This worried Princess Ziling, "Hey, why is my senior brother standing still?" Is there any danger if the ground doesn’t move?”

In her eyes, everything was so peaceful, which was too peaceful and seemed weird, which made people panic.

This is a frightening fairy sword formation, it can't be so peaceful!

"I have never broken through the Immortal Sword Formation, how could I know what he encountered?"

Yu Hengzi also responded angrily. If Princess Ziling hadn't been of high status, he wouldn't even bother to talk to her.

"But I heard that everyone encounters different beings when entering the Immortal Sword Formation, but the only thing that is certain is that entering the Immortal Sword Formation without reaching a certain level of understanding of the sword is a dead end."

"So I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Don't expect him to come out alive. It's not a good feeling to see your senior brother die in front of you but to be unable to do anything."

Yu Hengzi said coldly with an expressionless face.

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