What kind of bad thoughts can Tianlei have?

Rewards come and go like the wind, or so.

Nightmare unwilling to give up: "Wait a little longer, there must be other rewards."

Zhu Mo looked at it coldly.

"There will be." Yan didn't know whether he was brainwashing himself or others.

After half a quarter of an hour, I waited a lonely time.

Daoist Rakshasa sneered, and wanted to take the orchid token back from Zhumo's hand, but seeing that he would not let go, he frowned and exerted the pressure of the realm: "Bring it to you."

Daoist Rakshasa was satisfied with successfully taking away the token.

Yan came back to his senses, subconsciously said: "It's not a treasure, he doesn't necessarily want it yet."

After finishing speaking, seeing Du Shenglan's half-smile expression, the malice in his eyes turned into anger, and he realized that saying this sentence was equivalent to slapping himself in the face.

The ones with the most ups and downs are the monks who participated in the assessment in the sword heart mirror. From the disappointment and jealousy when they heard the notification sound of the end of the assessment, to now there are only two words left in their minds: That's it?

Emperor Youlan has disappeared for thousands of years, what's the point of being his disciple?

The most calm one was Monk Wuyun. He also comforted Zhumo: "Between gains and losses, the process of striving is always more important than the result. Bamboo benefactors don't need to care too much."

Zhu Mo's face was cold, Du Shenglan laughed out loud on the spot: "Yes, don't worry too much about it."

In the matter of being angry more than life, the master will never let people down.

Originally, he wanted to say a few more words of sarcasm, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Monk Wuyun looking up at the sky, and frowned slightly.

Du Shenglan looked over subconsciously, and saw countless mirrors appearing in the sky, and each mirror carried a different picture.In the mirror, someone is holding a peerless secret book and laughing wildly, and someone is single-handedly fighting against a force... Look carefully, the faces of these people are consistent with those who entered the space of Jianxin mirror.

Just like asking the heart jade jade, the sword heart mirror is presenting an illusion for everyone, but it is not projected specifically.

Du Shenglan released his consciousness and began to search for Gu Yamu's illusion, when his wrist was suddenly grabbed, Gu Yamu's throat twitched: "It's nothing to see."

Du Shenglan rebelled.

Then he found the illusion about Gu Yamu, stared at it for about five or six seconds, then turned his head and said, "You are still the same as before."

Compared with the previous two times, this illusion, except that the clothes are neater, but the essence is still the same.Du Shenglan took a light breath and asked, "Why do I always take love potions in your fantasy?"

That's all, every time Gu Yamu plays the image of a gentleman who is as immobile as a mountain, taking him to soak in the cold pool.

Gu Yamu said in a deep voice: "It's the demons who made it up."

Demon: "..."

If it couldn't beat it, it would jump out now and beat the opponent into a fat man of three hundred catties like itself.

Most of the people who come here are immortals, who are basically free from love and desire. Among all the fantasy scenes that have become the best in the world, Gu Yamu's can be said to be unique.

Not many people paid attention to the content in the mirror, and all the monks were rushing to the exit. This abnormal state reminded people of the collapse of the secret realm.

Dozens of powerful auras came from nearby, and Du Shenglan shook his head. Monk Wuyun had already checked the abnormality in the sky, and there was no sign of opening the space channel.

The light spot disappeared the moment it announced the end of the assessment, and it seemed that the only way to get out now was through the Golden Armored Guard.

The monk who arrived first stopped, and said with a bad face: "The passage is not open."

Looking at the few people around, they looked calm, as if they were making a fuss.

Du Shenglan has no intention of leaving, it is a good thing to have abnormalities, which shows that Jian Xinjing has some reactions.

What did the puppet say?To influence with love.

He raised his hand and cast a body tempering method towards the sky.

The first time there was no reaction, Du Shenglan thought for a moment, and asked the little orchid that Lord Rakshasa wanted to get from Zhumo. style.

The orchid is a keepsake and an incarnation of Jian Xin Jing.Under the stimulation of extreme numbness, Jian Xinjing, who was still dozing off, was completely awakened.

Cracks suddenly appeared in the sky composed of countless mirrors, and dazzling light shot out from the depths of each gap. For a moment, those who rushed out looked over curiously, and their eyes were almost blinded.

Du Shenglan lowered his eyes, the road seemed to be narrow at the beginning, presumably, as long as it is a strong stimulus, Jian Xinjing can respond.The sword move in Wutou Mountain to attack the sky has the same effect.

Of course, everything is based on the fact that there is a token at the end of the assessment.

The light became brighter and brighter, and Du Shenglan vaguely heard something.

With a 'whoosh', the source of the sound was a little far away.

The surrounding area was too glaring, so he used the avatar technique to let the electric current go to check.

In the mountains, the white mist was dissipating, and the tiny flying swords stopped attacking people, and all flew towards a relatively flat ground.There are too many flying swords, which are dazzling under the light. Many monks drew their weapons and even stopped to defend themselves. Although the swords do not take the initiative to hurt people, they will mercilessly pierce through all obstacles encountered in the process of advancing. .

Seeking wealth and wealth, there are those who are not afraid of death, and have been chasing the direction where the flying swords converge.

Halfway through the flight, huge fluctuations suddenly appeared in the air, as if this piece of space had become the sea, and the roaring waves rolled back and forth, and the monks who were rushing this way were mercilessly slapped on the ground.

The ground was not calm and shook violently. The monk who fell to the ground was about to get up, but was stunned when he saw the scene ahead.

A ferocious crack was spreading rapidly, and he felt that he quickly stepped back to the side.

The distance of the rift is not very far, the horror is in the depth, something is rising from the abyss.Under the light, the cultivator could not see clearly. It was not until the thing fully appeared that he finally saw a vague outline...it was a sword!

No need to think at all, the monk flew away at the risk of being knocked down into the abyss by the air current, seeing that he was very close to the sword, but was blocked from the middle by the sudden appearance of Hanchuan.

After breaking up Hanchuan, the cultivator looked at Taoist Shunxi who had rushed out halfway, and the two of them fought directly without exchanging a single word.

As more and more people came, the idea of ​​winning the treasure emerged in everyone's minds.

Fighting and fighting, the fight was out of control.Because of the problem of inattention, even a few star kings dared to snatch the treasure.

The light gradually weakened and solidified, and finally basically gathered around the sword body, like a scabbard made of snowflakes.Yan, who was the fastest runner to watch the fun, also came over. Originally, it wanted to get the treasure one step ahead of Du Shenglan. choose the master."

A large amount of crystal debris fell under the sword, covering half of the sword body. These debris gave people the feeling that only high-level monks had the coercion.

The Jianzong faction will have sword mounds, and disciples of the sect can exchange points for the opportunity to enter the sword mound. If they can pull out the sword, they can take it away.This kind of thing is very common in the cultivation world. In Yan's view, even if he wins the battle, he may not be able to take the sword away.

The fighting was temporarily terminated.

Many people are only now beginning to really look at this sword,

A long-lived monk suddenly hissed: "It seems to be Emperor Youlan's saber...Yan Jiejian?"

The unique feather pattern on the scabbard is unique to the Yanjie Sword.The most notable feature of this sword is that the scabbard is as transparent as ice and snow.

With the rewards broadcast earlier, knowing that this space is related to Emperor Youlan, everyone believed his words eight out of ten.

The question goes back to the beginning: who will draw the sword?

The monk who came first said, "Why don't we follow the order of arrival?"

There was a sneer, and before the other party could speak, the monk looked into the distance and said: "There are still people rushing over here, and there are less than 50 people here in total. This method is good for everyone."

He also had the confidence to say this, besides himself, two of the ten people who came after that were Daoist Lords, and they would not refuse.

Everyone had different ideas, but in the end no one objected.

If they are benefited by a weak monk, they can completely rob and kill halfway when they leave this space.

In the strange silence, everyone began to line up in an orderly manner.

When No. 30 people were in line, a bolt of lightning stepped in ahead of the monks behind, and plausibly said, "I was the first to arrive just now."

This is indeed the case, but it is obviously just a clone.

After hesitating for a while, the monk did not break it up after all. After all, queuing has become a consensus. If you insist on going your own way, you may be caught by the people behind and kicked out of the team.

He had just made up his mind when Lightning used electricity to condense an electric board, on which was clearly written 'A row of four'.

"..."

Qingshan was at the examination exit, and there was still some distance from the place where Yan Jiejian was born. Du Shenglan asked Zhu Mo three words on the way: What is the picture?

If you don't get the first place in the assessment, you can still have an advantage, at least you can arrive earlier.

Nightmare's blue eyes were not too disturbed by the light, and disappeared at some point, probably gone to the busiest place.

In mid-air, a phantom of a sword could be seen, and when I saw it again, it seemed that the sword turned into a wild goose and flew away.

Gu Yamu squinted his eyes: "The puppet said that only Venerable Youlan can use the Yanjie Sword."

It doesn't seem to make much sense for them to rush over now.

Du Shenglan smiled and said: "The sword heart mirror reacted because of me. Venerable Youlan has been missing for so long, maybe it will choose another owner."

"There is little hope." Taoist Rakshasa said, "The Yanjie Sword was refined by Master with his heart and blood, and it has been conceived in the soul for a long time. It is impossible to change hands."

"It's almost there." Du Shenglan looked forward and interrupted him.

There was a long queue ahead.

Du Shenglan found his own lightning bar, the avatar disappeared, and Du Shenglan inserted it.

Gu Yamu and others stood behind him, including Monk Wuyun.

"The monk also jumped in line?" The people behind glared.

Monk Wuyun sought truth from facts: "No, it was written on the electric board earlier that there were four people in a row."

A place with Du Shenglan will always add a lot of unnecessary variables, and the monks behind all want to kick him out of the team.

Just as they were about to make trouble, Daoist Rakshasa sneered, and they suppressed this thought for a while.There should be a lot of people watching from the outside world, and it's too much to save face.

Of course, this is secondary, the main reason is that I am not sure about drawing the sword.

"Be patient." Someone said: "Don't fetch water from a bamboo basket in vain."

"Yes." The companion echoed: "For example, if you are the first in this assessment, you will lose your reputation."

Yan hid in the dark, feeling inexplicably guilty when he heard these words.

Now the name is gone.Zhumo has been expelled from the teacher's school by Taoist Rakshasa.

"Eh-ah..."

The strong man in front exerted so much strength that the skin on his palm was scratched, and he forcibly made a strange sound during the process of drawing the sword.

Du Shenglan, who was behind him, said disgustedly: "It's almost done."

If the sword is interested in you, it won't move at all.

The strong man didn't give up, all his true energy was concentrated in his hands, and he pulled it out like a carrot.

The Yan Jie Sword trembled suddenly, and the strong man showed ecstasy, but the next moment, the Yan Jie Sword flashed, and the strong man flew out directly.

Even though the Yanjie Sword is sleeping, it can still kill someone in a dream that disturbs it.Just when he was about to hurt the killer, he seemed to feel a familiar breath.

Without the strong man, it was finally Du Shenglan's turn.

The tortoise shell automatically and slowly detached from the storage ring, shrinking rapidly before falling, and finally turned into a blue-colored miraculous air current, which traveled along the meridians of Du Shenglan's body.The whole process was as if the ice melted, without any sound.

Behind him, when Gu Yamu saw the sword, he subconsciously wanted to hold it.

"Don't jump in line..." The words fluttered down.

The white fingers held the hilt of the sword first, instead of pulling it out roughly like the monk just now, Du San Lando held it for a moment.

If the speculation is correct, Taoist Tianji must have found a way to hide the sword with all his efforts to lure him.

The moment of contact, the Yanjie Sword trembled.

The strong man who was blown away in front was expecting to see the opponent also be blown away, but things backfired, and Du Shenglan stood where he was safe and sound.

Thousands of strands of white light extended from the hilt of the sword and melted into his body. The Yanjie Sword was instinctively identifying Du Shenglan's soul.The blue light from Yuanshen's outer tortoise shell has already dissipated into an invisible air flow, forming a thin layer of mist, which is no different from Yuanshen at first glance.

The white light naturally blended into the airflow, and Yan Jiejian became more and more excited.

That's right, it's exactly the same breath.

It's the master!

The monks were all staring at the hand holding the sword, and some couldn't help it: "I said, hurry up..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a crisp sound.The mirrors in the sky are shattered one by one, and each broken lens reflects orchids, and the petals are falling all over the sky. Under the support of the mirror, it is very three-dimensional and real from any angle, and the picture is beautiful and strange.

Reach out to catch it, and the crystal will melt in your hand.

Du Shenglan lowered his head, his wide sleeves fluttered with the wind, and with a light force, he drew out his sharp frosty long sword.

The sound of the sword's cry was like a dragon's chant, walking happily around him.

The Golden Armored Guards knelt down on one knee, the sky shattered and the mountains and rivers shook. Du Shenglan was the last to look up at the mirror sky, her long hair blown by the wind was as unruly as a sword in her hand.

"Master..." Seeing through him the demeanor of a peerless swordsman in his memory, Daoist Rakshasa trembled and blurted out two words.

But soon, he came to his senses again, he seemed to be a master, but he didn't seem to be.

Master is not so handsome, Emperor Youlan's demeanor always exudes a hint of compassion.

……

"Found it!" The Heavenly Dao Shard said excitedly, "It really is Du Shenglan!"

It has studied the life of Du Shenglan several times, seized the sky thunder, condensed the dharma body before proving the Tao, and carried the supreme luck, etc. This kind of cultivation speed that has only existed in the ages, besides the reincarnation of the Venerable Youlan, there is another Who can do it.

Du Qingguang stared slightly, shook his head and said, "It's a bit too smooth."

Things that are too smooth need to be carefully considered.

"With the protection of my dao source, that fellow Youlan's soul will not be annihilated. The Yanjie Sword has been conceived in his soul for thousands of years, so it is impossible to admit his mistake."

After being suppressed for so long, the gloomy energy of the fragments of the Dao of Heaven was swept away: "Now all that remains is to retrieve the source of the Dao. When they come out of the Sword Heart Mirror, it is the best time."

Du Qingguang is a person who dares to take risks, but he will not pin his hopes on others to take risks.

"Observe again."

The voice of the Fragment of the Heavenly Dao was cold: "There is no time, I was seriously injured in the small world, and the power of the Heavenly Dao that I finally condensed is weakening."

Du Qingguang didn't speak.

"Relying on the power of this heavenly law, we can guarantee that he will die and not live. We just need to reap the benefits of the fisherman."

Du Qingguang asked: "If it fails, what will happen?"

Fragments of the Heavenly Dao insisted that failure was impossible: "Unless Du Shenglan is not a reincarnation."

"...No one can fool the Yanjie Sword and the Jianxin Mirror at the same time, especially the Jianxin Mirror, which is forged from the wonders of heaven and earth."

Jianxin mirror space.

Du Shenglan got too many chances, not many people were surprised to see him draw out his sword.

Taoist Shunxi said casually: "Even if there is thunder falling now, I can accept it."

There are quite a few people here who have gone through the small world assessment, subconsciously looking up.

No thunder.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This breath has not been swallowed yet, who knows who shouted: "The sky is cracked!"

The sword was unsheathed, and a crack appeared in the space of the sword heart mirror.

In a sense, the crack is also an exit. Seeing this, someone wanted to take the opportunity to leave. As soon as they flew up, they were immediately shot back by the howling wind.

A drop of rain falls.

With just one breath, the drizzle fell like needles.Ample spiritual energy lingered, and some withered demon plants in the space came back to life.The monks who wanted to get closer were constantly blown away by the wind, and all the spiritual energy turned into rain and went towards Du Shenglan alone.

Countless surprised eyes fell on him, and Yan didn't hide his horror at all, and asked everyone's confusion——

"When did you sneak away?"

Du Shenglan was expressionless: "I was just in the process of competing for the first place."

Nightmare was shocked.

Zhu Mo recalled the previous scene, and said coldly: "No wonder you are so calm."

Even if you miss the first place, you will not be angry.

Monk Wuyun sighed and said, "Amitabha, there is colorless thunder in the world."

"..." Du Shenglan: "I'm just talking casually."

Why do people always believe this kind of nonsense?

When he stated the facts, what he got was suspicious eyes. Gu Yamu, who was the only one who was convinced that he had not crossed the catastrophe, always felt that something was wrong.

They had encountered many chances, but Yan Jiejian couldn't explain it. Venerable Youlan's saber was easily pulled out, and there seemed to be an invisible big hand pushing behind it.

He pursed his lips, and was about to ask Du Shenglan to check the sword again, and even prepared to observe it himself.

Du Shenglan withdrew the Yanjie Sword first, and said with some regret: "It's a pity that with my current strength, I can't fully exert its power."

Looking at Gu Yamu while speaking, he smiled and said, "I still prefer the one you forged for me."

This dragon is really easy to coax, a little praise will make you a little nervous.

"really?"

"real."

Looking at each other, Du Shenglan saw the faint joy in Gu Yamu's eyes, as well as the unnaturally clenched fist, and was worried that his dragon horn would pop out in the next moment.

……

There is no breakthrough, but a gift can be obtained. Witnessing this scene, the Heavenly Dao Fragment is completely relieved.

"When Emperor Youlan fell, a large amount of spiritual energy was given back to the heaven and earth, so there will be a certain preference for his reincarnation." The Heavenly Dao Fragment sneered: "Do you think that someone in this world who cheated the Yanjie Sword can still deceive the heavenly secrets?"

Du Qingguang frowned. There is still room for manipulation in the first point, but the latter is almost impossible.

The Fragment of Heavenly Dao continued: "Take back the source of Dao, you can reach the sky in one step, and I can also escape the ending of mending the sky."

It is particularly anxious and urgent at this moment. It has been suppressed for too long. Before it was injured, it could gather strength by devouring monks. Now devouring will not play a big role.

When the power declines to a certain level, the wisdom that was born with great difficulty will disappear with it.

……

The situation in Jian Xin Mirror is changing every moment.

From when Zhumo got the useless reward, to when Du Shenglan turned against the wind and pulled out the Yanjie Sword, no one could have imagined what would happen next second.

As a crack appeared in the space, the vision between the heaven and the earth became weaker, and it was very difficult for others to see the picture in the Jianxin mirror clearly.But the monks in the upper and lower realms still stared at the sky, not wanting to miss any details.

Apart from the closed-door practitioners, Xiaoxiao Daojun may be the only one who hasn't paid much attention.

According to Taoist Rakshasa's confession, this space beast is looking for the second senior brother.Now everyone's attention is in the air, even some sect forces can visit it, which makes it easier to investigate.

Xiaoxiao also wants to find the second senior brother, since the other party disappeared thousands of years ago, everyone has been worried.

The fairyland turned around halfway, but no trace was found.After pausing in thought for a moment, Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of another place he hadn't been to.

Lei Chi.

The high slope here is very close to the sky, and a very tall fox is standing on the hillside, its fluffy tail moved slightly, shaking off the electric arc in the air.The spiritual pressure of the fairy world seems to be a bit reluctant for it. It is clearly standing here to see the picture presented by the sky more clearly, but its head is always slightly hanging down.

Taoist Tianji remembered the hexagram before leaving the fairyland.

The master's reincarnation fell, and the Rakshamen suffered heavy casualties in the revenge of the Heavenly Dao fragments.

It is not reconciled, it wants to change all this.

"I finally waited for this day..."

Venerable Youlan often said that things in the world are infinitely changing and can never be counted. This is indeed his worst move, full of various accidents.Taoist Tianji never thought that Master's reincarnation would have feelings for Du Shenglan, who was also far smarter than expected.

But it was this emotional traction that made it succeed in the end.

The fox's head lowered even lower, his mouth seemed to be slightly raised, and he said softly: "No regrets..."

After a moment of silence, he sighed again: "I'm ashamed to fall..."

"Second Senior Brother!"

Xiaoxiao Daojun who was looking for saw the big fox on the hillside, shouted happily, and appeared beside it a few times.

The fox seemed to be asleep, with its eyes half closed and its tail hanging softly on the ground.

"Second senior brother." He called again, seeing that it didn't respond, he stretched out his hand with a smile, and when he was about to touch the fur, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

The nine snow-white tails disappeared one by one, and in an instant, the huge fox turned into powder.

His hands were still in mid-air, and he stood motionless for a long time, then fell to the ground with a smile, not knowing how long it took to recover.The black cloth wrapped around his body slipped off, and facing the empty hilltop, Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help it, and cried wow.