Can Scientific Cultivators Penetrate into the Second Dimension

After finishing speaking, Xiong Ronghai gave Lin Xiu a deep sigh.

揖: "In this situation, Fellow Daoist Lin Lin is still willing to trust Xiong, this time there is no repayment, what is there in Chixinling that Fellow Daoist needs, just take it away, from now on, the Chixin League and Fellow Daoist will have nothing to do with each other !"

After a moment of silence, Lin Xiu returned a salute to Xiong Ronghai, stepped on Xihe Sword, turned and flew out of Xiongxin Mountain.

Watching that figure go away, Xiong Ronghai, who had shown the slumped expression just now, raised his head and chest, waiting for the ending that belongs to him and also belongs to the Chixin League.

Falling down Qunyu Mountain with the sword light, Lin Xiu couldn't help being slightly absent-minded as he stood halfway up the mountain, close to the upper half of the mountain.

At this moment, it seems that there are many things that need to be considered by oneself, the siege of the four major sects, the position of the three sects, the betrayal of the golden core of the alliance... If you think about it seriously, you may not be able to think about it for three days and three nights.

"...Don't think about it if you can't finish it."

Spiritual consciousness spread towards the upper half of the mountain, and sensed the nodes inside that were used to inject mana. Lin Xiu discarded all redundant thoughts, leaving only one thought: let it float!

……

"Although Chixin Ridge is located in the center of Su Xuanling, it is far inferior to Nanling Mountains in terms of rich spiritual energy."

"Fellow Daoist Qianli is just joking. The Nanling Mountains are the core of the Southern Territory of Xi'an. Thousands of years ago, they were favored by the Master Tianhe. How can Chixin Ridge He De compare with it? On the contrary, it is somewhat similar to my Winding Silk Sword Sect. commensurate."

"Oh? Chixin Ridge, Coiled Silk Sword, there is no similarity between the two."

Wen Yanjian Gaoxuan laughed: "Wouldn't it be a good match when it's changed to Zanjian Ridge?"

Qianlikong's tone was slightly suffocated, and he wanted to reprimand the Jindan of the Silk Sword Sect for being shameless, but now that the weak Qianli Mansion no longer had the qualifications to speak such words, he could only bear it as if he didn't hear it.

After Chixin Ridge is cleaned up, the follow-up arrangements are not up to the two of them. If they really want to seize all the spiritual resources of Chixin Ridge, they have to wait for Master Sen Luozong to make a decision.

228. Sky, River, and Sword

Now, there is only one thing they need to do.

"My Silk Sword Sect has three hundred disciples who built foundations and practiced Qi five thousand. I don't know how Qianli Mansion is?"

"It can't be compared with the profound background of the Swordsman's Tangling Sword School, but it's just two hundred foundation building and three thousand Qi training."

"It's easy to say, this trip is just to let the disciples see blood, the real action must be handed over to Jindan monks like you and me, with the mysterious power of your mansion's "Thousands of Miles Containing Qi Method", it is nothing more than a mere Chixinling .”

After hearing this, Qian Likong's face softened slightly: "Friends of Sword Dao are over-reputed, and your school's 'silk-wrapped sword' is famous for being a leader. If the master doesn't make a move, who dares to call himself in front of your school? First in swordsmanship?"

Jian Gaoxuan responded with a few words modestly, but the color on his face could not be concealed,

Qianlikong was a little impatient after exaggerating too much about the business, and brought the topic back a bit rudely: "Except for the master, the other four real people in my Qianli Mansion are here. I wonder how your faction will arrange it?"

Jian Gaoxuan raised his brows, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a deep voice like Hong Zhong Dalu, vibrating the spiritual energy from afar.

"Whoever wants to take the head of my Xiong Ronghai, just come up!"

Even if it wasn't face to face, the powerful aura was still transmitted to the two golden elixir through the aura.

Feeling the aura unique to the fake baby cultivator, Qianlikong couldn't help admiring: "Such an aura, Kong has only seen it on the Patriarch... Although the Chixin League has the right way to kill, Xiong Ronghai This man can also be called a generation of outstanding people.”

Jian Gaoxuan's face was full of indifference when he heard the words: "Although Xiong Ronghai's cultivation level is acceptable, he is extremely ignorant."

"How could the rules established by the three masters be so easy and easy? No matter how far away, Su Xuan is not the only one who leads the Hopeful Nascent Soul. Being asserted by Tiangang Daoist that Nascent Soul can be achieved within ten years, isn’t it just one time to go out and disappear without a trace?”

"Like Long Shi'an, Long Qingyi, who has set foot on a fake baby for a hundred years, why didn't he dare to take that last step lightly? There are even restrictions on his disciples over the years, not because he is afraid of attracting the master's attention."

Regarding Jian Gaoxuan's "rebellious" words, Qianli kept silent rationally,

Unlike the Silk Sword Sect, they don't have a Nascent Soul Master sitting behind them in Qianli Mansion. If they dare to say even a single word today, they may be taken as a pretext by the Master one day.

Seeing Qianlikong's reaction like this, Jian Gaoxuan was a little disappointed, but he didn't intend to continue.

This kind of thing is inseparable. Although there are traces of Master Nascent Soul behind the Silk Sword Sect, and he is not an ordinary Nascent Soul, but Emperor Shan Gao is far away. His death was in vain, after all, that Nascent Soul had a special personality, so he might not stand up for his "disciple and grandson" who had been separated for an unknown distance.

Immediately, I stopped discussing these things, but Yu Jian flew up, and shouted to the disciples behind me who were ready to go: "This time, under the order of the master of the sect, we will execute the act of cutting grass and rooting out the Chixin League, from the golden core to the practice!" Qi, once discovered, there is no mercy for beheading! [-]% of what you get will be handed over, and the remaining [-]% will belong to yourself."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's eyes turned red, and among them, a fake alchemy disciple couldn't help asking: "Elder, what if you encounter those mortals?"

Jian Gaoxuan didn't take it seriously: "Just behead them together."

More than [-] monks have been killed, so what's the point of mere mortals?

With the strong reproductive ability of mortals, it would take a few years to return to the original state. After all, monks have a long lifespan and can withstand such a wait.

The same scene happened in all directions around Chixin Ridge.

This time, the beheading order against the Red Heart Alliance was launched not only by the four major sects, but also by the six gates that were previously breached to form a covenant, as well as countless small forces, large and small, that were attached to them, and even tens of thousands A casual cultivator who came here upon hearing the news.

In the past, they didn't have the courage to take action against such a huge force as the Chixin League. However, after a "master" came forward and announced the end of the Chixin League with an attitude that could not be rejected, even a dog on the side of the road dared to come up and step on it. .

In the jungle named Suxuanling, the only rule is for the weak to prey on the strong, and the biggest predator is "Master Nascent Soul". When the biggest predator speaks, how is there any room for the prey to resist?

Ever since, this "feast" officially began.

……

Three hundred miles away from Xiongxin Mountain, above an unremarkable boundary.

A flying boat with a length of one hundred feet and a width of thirty feet is floating among the clouds, like a fairyland on earth, full of aura of rockery and water.

On it, a skinny old man was leaning on a recliner carved from above-grade spirit stones behind him, and was being kneaded and served by six women in cool clothes on both sides. Scene after scene.

After "seeing" the battle that finally broke out on the Mount of Ambition, he laughed and said, "That kid, you still have energy."

Beside the old man, a woman covered with a light veil couldn't help but said: "It's only a matter of thought for the above people to take down that Xiong Ronghai, why bother."

This old man is surprisingly the Master Sen Luozong who just smashed the Xiong Rong Hai Jindan with a single blow, and then disappeared.

But different from what he imagined, Master Sen Luo didn't leave after the first blow, but stayed in the sky three hundred miles away from Xiongxin Mountain, waiting for the next "feast" to start on the flying boat.

As for the person who asked the question...

"Junior of the Suxin Sect, are you ordering the deity to do something?"

Facing Master Sen Luo's low tone, the veiled woman trembled, and quickly lowered her head and said repeatedly that she didn't dare.

Only then did Master Sen Luo calm down his anger, and said in a leisurely tone, "I am honored as the body of all spirits, how could that kid hurt me? It would be easy to take his life, but if that kid struggles desperately and hurts a single hair of the deity, Can you, Su Xinzong, take up this responsibility?"

The veiled woman was speechless.

Although I heard from the Suzerain that she disdains the Master Sen Luo's comments before coming here, what I see now is still much different from what I imagined. Isn't it good to say that she is afraid of death?It's not that she has never seen a monk who is afraid of death, but it's the first time she has seen a monk who is so afraid of death with such a high level of cultivation.

Yuanying is talking about Jindan, not to mention a big realm, the other Jindan is broken and dare not do it, he has to drag other Jindan to take action, this is really...

But when she thought of the purpose of her trip, Zi Youshuang could only quietly endure Master Sen Luo's scolding, and waited until he was satisfied before opening her mouth cautiously: "What the Master said is actually that this junior has overstepped. He Guizong abandoned disciples..."

Master Sen Luo's face darkened again, and he subconsciously wanted to punish him, but when he thought of Master Bai Su behind this Jindan junior, his face twitched and he had to give up.

Even so, Master Sen Luo's complexion and tone are impossible to be good: "Will you run away after a while? According to you, that kid escaped from He Guizong, and he might have learned the "Tianhe Sword Code". At this moment, induce Tiantian Hejian to wait for the deity to go up!"

Hearing that, even though she is already a golden elixir, she has practiced for nearly 200 years, Zi Youshuang still couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Tianhe Sword Code" is He Guizong's clan-restraining method, even if it is the inner sect's true instruction, it may not be able to be taught.

Furthermore, even if there is a [-] in [-] probability that the "Purple and Green Twin Swords" have to be awarded the "Tianhe Sword Code", you let a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage use the skills of the Nascent Soul Stage?

Thinking of the "thank you gifts" that she had brought from the sect to let the Master take action, Zi Youshuang was furious, and just when she couldn't help but want to say something more, she saw lying on the ground. Master Sen Luo on the Lingshi bench suddenly turned over, and the maids serving around were thrown away, regardless of being thrown away, staring at the distance——

"Master?"

Looking at Master Sen Luo who reacted so suddenly in surprise, just when Zi Youshuang wondered if he was planning to use this method to fool the past, a vigorous, huge, frightening aura came from Nine Heavens Rolling up and down—

Zi Youshuang couldn't help opening her mouth, and at the same time, Master Sen Luo read out the name word by word: "Heaven, River, Sword!"

229. Tianhe Hangs Upside Down, Baili Falls

In a person's life, there will always be certain scenes and moments when he does something that even he thinks is stupid.

It's like when the sect was in danger and traveled thousands of miles to return with the sword, but could only watch the person he valued die and disappear; it was also like knowing that a strong enemy was coming, instead of fleeing, he used a mere foundation-building realm Fighting alone; it's also like being surrounded by dozens of golden elixirs, not wanting to escape, but using all your strength to pull up one-third of the Qunyu Mountains into Qunyu Pavilion, and then insert Xihe Sword into it, so that Guided by his spiritual sense, he sensed the location of the "Tianhe Sword" above the nine heavens, like pulling a large bomber with a thin silk thread, pulling down that vigorous momentum——

———! ! !

Without a sound, the Qunyu Pavilion, which had been floating three hundred feet above the feet, suddenly sank hundreds of feet, and the mountain in the edge area was even broken by nearly one-tenth of the area, falling down one after another under the drag of gravity.

Fortunately, supported by the 50 spirit stone floating stones below, this group of jade pavilions has at least avoided the fate of sinking just after floating, but it is difficult to raise the height little by little. The Xihe Sword inserted in the center receives more "sword pressure" from the Nine Heavens, and spreads towards the entire Chixin Ridge.

I don't know when it started, the overwhelming shouting, beating, and killing have subsided. Under this invisible and intangible but ubiquitous "sword pressure", everyone from fake babies to qi training has a certain A feeling - above the sky, something is sinking and falling.

Unreasonable panic emerged in the hearts of the monks, forcing them to take action to protect themselves. Under such circumstances, who would risk their lives to chase and kill others?

Only those mortals who can't sense aura can run for their lives with all their strength in this situation...

On the mountain of ambition.

Xiong Ronghai, covered in blood, turned his eyes away from the figure fleeing away from him, looked at Yuankong's "mountain" that was struggling to leap towards the sky, laughed, and squeezed the shattered golden elixir. Just as the remaining mana was about to fly, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air behind him.

"Ah-"

Lowering his head, looking at the tip of the sword protruding from his chest, Xiong Ronghai's expression remained unchanged: "Xiong received this sword."

As he spoke, he took a step forward, letting the sword pull away from the blood gushing, and Wu Tangsheng loosened his hands behind him. This sword, which was made of ordinary gold and iron, pierced through the fake baby cultivator and fell to the ground.

Watching the not tall but burly figure leave step by step, the indifference on Wu Tangsheng's face could no longer be maintained, and he shouted hoarsely: "300 years ago, did you really mean it?!"

"Unintentional."

"Then why-"

"Because someone did."

"—"

"So it took 300 years to not let the scene of that day reappear, not to let the second 'Wu Tangsheng' appear... I wanted to pay for what I did on that day after everything was over, but now it seems Someone missed the appointment."

With a backhand, he cut off his right arm and threw it on the ground: "This arm is regarded as interest. If there is a whole body left later, it is up to you how to treat it."

After finishing speaking, he flew towards the rising mountain without looking back.

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Lin Xiu felt stupid.

Not only is it stupid to be strong when it is not necessary, but it is also stupid to overestimate one's own limits.

I have already seen and touched the danger of the Tianhe Sword. Elder Jin, who is as strong as a fake baby, has been crushed by it, and I am just a fake pill, so I want to draw the power from the Tianhe Sword?

Even if only a part of it was pulled down, and there was Xihe Sword as a "relay station" in the middle, and Qunyu Pavilion took over [-]% of the pressure further down, the oppression that finally fell on Lin Xiu still made him There is an illusion that the bones of the whole body are creaking and moaning.

Not only that, before the body couldn't bear it, his mana had been exhausted.

No matter how you say it, the mana of establishing the foundation cannot be compared with that of Jindan. Lin Xiu has exhausted all his strength to pull this sword force with all his strength. Right now, he even has to do to cut off the connection between Xihe sword and Tianhe sword. No, I can only watch helplessly as the magic power in my body is continuously consumed, and then——