Pagoda Immortality

"Mojun, please see me!"

On the top of a solitary peak to the north of Shadow Tower, Mo Jun landed lightly outside the pavilion.

Tang Fei had long hair shawl and sat cross-legged on the ground. His whole person seemed to give people a sense of indifference and aloofness, which was very similar to Qin Feng.

However, in addition to being cold and cold, Qin Feng also had a touch of domineering, which Tang Fei did not have.

Tang Fei was pure and cold. Except for those who were very close to him, it was almost impossible to see a smile. However, when he heard Mo Jun's voice, he didn't even raise his eyelids and said calmly: "What's the matter."

A hint of resentment flashed across Mo Jun's face: "The Patriarch is here, and he took away 293,211 swords from the Resource Building."

Tang Fei then slowly opened his eyes: "So what? Just take it. Do you still want me to compensate you?"

Mo Jun's face twitched slightly: "I don't mean that, I just want to tell you, the master, that this sword was not stolen by me."

"Okay, I understand. You have been in charge of the Resource Building for so many years, and I still can't trust you." Tang Fei waved his hand: "Go down."

"Yes, I am resigning."

Seeing that Tang Fei was about to drive him away after saying a few words, the resentment on Mo Jun's face became even heavier, and he turned around to leave angrily.

But at this moment, Tang Fei suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute."

Hearing this, Mo Jun suddenly looked happy: "Headmaster, is there anything else you can do?"

Tang Fei took out a storage ring and threw it over: "These are some materials that the master brought back last time. Don't you like to study weapon refining? Take it and see if you can use it. If you don't use it, save it. Go to the Resource Building and exchange it for spiritual stones in Dongling Continent when you have the chance."

"Subordinates take orders!"

Mo Jun smiled happily and said goodbye.

Lingyunfeng.

Since Lu Li returned to Lingyun Peak, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to Wu Jian.

He piled nearly 300,000 swords on an open space in the back mountain, forming an extremely tall sword mountain.

These swords may be long or short, wide or narrow, some may be simple in shape, some may be complex in shape, and may be of all kinds. But no matter what, so many swords stacked together give people an unstoppable feeling of oppression.

Lu Li made a move in the air, and a short sword flew into his hand.

This sword is three feet long and two fingers wide. It is light in the hand, and when the sheath is removed, the sword's edge flashes with cold light, blowing the hair and breaking it, and it is unstoppable.

Lu Li looked around a few times, then flicked a finger, and immediately said 'Ding...! ' With a soft groan, the sword rippled slightly and trembled back and forth a dozen times before stopping.

"Good sword."

Lu Li smiled softly, looked at the thin sword carefully, then threw it casually and inserted it into a tree trunk a mile away.

Then he struck the sword mountain in the air and got a wide purple sword, which he held in his hand and looked at.

This sword is thick and has no scabbard. The edge on the sword is much duller than the previous one, but the edge on the tip is similar to the previous one. Because it takes a calm route, it looks less agile than the previous one. .

Lu Li looked at it for a few times, then threw it casually again. The purple sword suddenly shot out of the air and hit the tree trunk with a snap.

After going back and forth like this, Lu Li immediately fell into silence while watching the sword.

When he gets up, he will imitate those swordsmen and dance with his sword. Or if he feels a little unnatural, he will sigh and secretly regret that he did not learn some sword skills.

Sunrise and sunset, night and day.

The cycle started again and again. Lu Li never left this ancient forest in the back mountain since he came in that day.

Ling Yunfeng completely calmed down.

Chan Bao has not returned since he went out last time. Jianpi and Mingyue have already digested the blood essence and blood they got last time. Seeing Lu Li immersed in training, they also went down the mountain again without knowing their whereabouts.

Weiyue is still practicing on that unknown mountain peak, and everyone on Wanxiang Island is working hard to improve themselves.

In the summer of the third year, Jianpi and Mingyue came back again. Seeing that Lu Li was still guarding Jianshan, they fell asleep again.

It is worth mentioning that with the improvement of Jianpi Mingyue's cultivation, they no longer need Lu Li to specifically refine the blood essence. Directly absorbing the blood of demon beasts and demon pills, and then slowly refining them will have the same effect.

It's just that the speed of refining the demonic beast's flesh and blood demon pill is slower than directly absorbing the essence and blood.

After they were completely digested, Jianpi and Mingyue left Lingyun Valley again.

Autumn of the fifth year of sword watching.

Lu Li had turned over and over, looking at Jianshan Mountain countless times.

The location of Jianshan also changes again and again.

On this day, Lu Li finally stopped watching the sword and sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless like an old monk in trance.

And this time, it lasted another two years.

During this year, Lu Li didn't move at all, but the aura on his body changed drastically. Although he was sitting down, it was like an ancient sword stuck in the soil, giving people a feeling of being afraid to approach him. Feel.

The cold wind howls in the back mountains in winter, but no leaves are seen turning yellow.

On this day, Lu Li suddenly moved amidst the howling wind.

His eyes suddenly opened, two rays of light that made people feel heart-stopping bloomed, his dusty long hair suddenly flew up, thousands of sword energies within a few miles around him appeared out of thin air, and countless towering ancient trees instantly exploded into slag.

Without any extra movement from him, the surrounding area turned into an open space.

But at this moment, Lu Li suddenly stood up, and while his robes were fluttering, he pointed towards the sky. Suddenly, a golden rune sword shot out of the sky and went straight into the depths of the sky.

Only a loud bang was heard.

A black hole suddenly appeared above the sky, and purple and white lightning flashed in the black hole, which was shocking.

Lu Li put one hand behind his back, exerted a little force on his feet, and the whole person instantly soared into the sky and came to the mid-air. He looked indifferently at a peak thousands of miles away.

Then he pointed again.

In an instant, another golden giant sword flew out. The giant sword had a clear outline and a sharp edge. Although it was transformed by the true essence, it seemed extremely real. In the blink of an eye, the golden giant sword had already arrived thousands of miles away.

There was another bang, and the thousand-foot peak was directly cut off in the middle and fell down to the valley.

"Wo Shi, the boss is the boss, this is too fierce!"

Jianpi, who was startled by the sky-high blow, had just flown from the courtyard and saw this shocking scene. He was stunned and screamed.

At this time, Lu Li in the sky was like a sharp sword that wanted to bite people, making people afraid to approach.

"Master, so powerful!!!"

Chan Bao ran back at some point and stood next to Jianpi, clapping his hands happily.

"Boss, awesome!!!"

At this time, another golden light suddenly broke through the air, and before the person arrived, a strange cry was heard.

Lu Li was going to continue to verify the power of this move, but after hearing this sound, he broke through the defense directly, and his sharp aura disappeared in an instant.

He cleaned up his dusty robe, turned around and looked at the figure that broke through the air, and said unhappily: "You guy, when did you come back..."