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Ying Yao looked at Fang Li silently, and after a while, Zheng Chuan grabbed him by the collar and dragged him behind him, frowning at Fang Li: "What are you doing! Bullying my apprentice?"

The defense of the sword sect in the world may be as traditional as the old lady's Taoism. When they heard "bullying my apprentice", the other five sword cultivators present raised their heads collectively, and one of them rolled up his sleeves smoothly, posing as if he was about to fight.

Fang Li raised his hands dumbfounded to show his innocence. Ying Yao stood behind Zheng Chuan and looked at his master's back.

Jiusujian clicked on him resoundingly: "How does it feel to be guarded, my Yao? Are you happy and shy..." It stared at the face of its own sword repairer for a while, then changed its words, "Oh, that's wrong. Now, you're unlikely to be shy."

Ying Yao slapped his own sword without changing his face, raised his head and said to Fang Li, "If you have to trust each other to enter the Tongtian Territory, Master Master Fang doesn't need to enter."

Zheng Chuan recalled the conversation between the two of them just now from his memory, raised his elbow and gave Ying Yao's arm to tell him to shut up, and looked around at the sword cultivators present.

The powerful people in the entire sword sect gathered in front of a table. With the strongest fighting power of the same level of sword cultivation, Zheng Chuan believed that if this group of people were released, it would be enough to destroy a sect, but it would not be enough to protect a sect. It was too much, so they couldn't put too much power into the Tongtian Realm, and the way to not delay the sect's defense was to let Ying Yao enter the Tongtian Realm alone.

"We want to remain neutral, so we must have enough self-protection power," Zheng Chuan finally said, "We also want to prevent unnecessary orthodox disputes, but we know that there must be a winner between them, so only now These people are not enough to deter winners."

This was a consensus, and no one refuted it, but Zheng Chuan looked at Ying Yao standing behind him, and it was almost impossible to make up his mind immediately.

"I guarantee that there won't be any life-threatening existence in Tongtian Territory," Feng Jian said to Zheng Chuanchuan, "That's a place specially reserved for the victors, and the master still remembers the soldier I took Ayao there to train me." Is it the secret realm of Zhejian Jianyi? That is the corner that collapsed from the inner layer when Chu Hang split the outer layer of Tongtian."

Zheng Chuan remembered that the array disk in that corner was in Feng Jian's hands, and that Ying Yao was not only not harmed in it, but also honed his sword intent through it. There is no danger between Zhuo Yuanshan himself and the brothers of the Chu family who are fighting for the other half of the Heaven-reaching Realm.

Zheng Chuan hesitated for a while, then turned to look at Ying Yao, and asked him, "Do you want to go?"

Ying Yao smiled at her master and replied, "The disciple should go."

Zheng Chuan looked at him for a while, sighed heavily, and said nothing.

No one has any opinion on this candidate, except Yingyao's new apprentice and the little deer Changjing who is a little clingy for some reason, hugging him reluctantly. , Get what you want.

The head of the sect and the other Huashen had to stay on the main peak to discuss how to deal with the impact of the orthodox dispute between the Chu brothers. Only Ying Yao left the main peak temporarily to find his apprentices and ask them to practice, and then Yu Jianfei did not have time When he went back, he was stopped by Zheng Mo who heard the news and came to him for a drink. After being drunk by his younger brothers and sisters, he lay dizzy and dizzy on a stone with a lot of wet moss.

Jiusujian didn't rub the wine with him, and rolled resentfully on the tiger Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan felt sorry for the fur he had managed to grow, and his eyes were more resentful than it was.

Ying Yao half-opened his eyes and stared at the sky in a daze. After a while, Jiusujian jumped from the soft and warm fur of the tiger to Jianxiu's belly, smashing him and snorted, and asked curiously: "Zhuo Yuanshan's How does it feel when you punch your face? Does it hurt if you punch too much?"

Ying Yao removed the sword from his belly, stroked the red tassel hanging on the hilt with his fingers, pondered for a while, and replied, "It's still soft, but it hurts if you beat it too much."

He recalled Zhuo Yuanshan's bruised nose and swollen face when he was taken away by the two rays of light, jumped off the bluestone while grabbing his sword, lowered his head and smelled the smell of alcohol on his collar, and threw a messenger talisman to his apprentice to ask him to get it for himself. A new dress came, cleaned himself up with three cleansing tactics, put on a new sword robe and returned to the main peak.

The table surrounded by several sword cultivators had already been broken. Zheng Chuan sat on the top with a helpless face and watched the quarrel below. Fang Li pulled Feng Jian and hid behind the pillars and whispered. When Ying Yao knocked the door and came in He was almost hit on the head by a thrown fruit core, Jiusujian let out a coordinated "wow" that you are such a sword cultivator.

Ying Yao tiptoed around a few master uncles who were swinging their fists, walked in front of Zheng Chuan, pulled a chair and sat beside him, and whispered, "What's the result of all the discussions?"

"If they don't know about the dispute of orthodoxy and only compete in secret, we will continue to develop as usual. There are not enough grassroots monks in Jianzong of the World today," Zheng Chuan said succinctly, "If they officially declare the dispute of orthodoxy, Jianzong of the World will Close the mountain gate, but accept the monks and mortals who came to take refuge, so someone needs to reach an agreement with them, who is arguing now."

While talking to Fang Li, Feng Jian burned something into the jade slip in his hand, and after a while, he threw the jade slip to Ying Yao: "It contains the impression I left when I went to Tongtian Realm before, you can check it a little bit. What is missing, I will send you in with Junior Brother Fang in a while, without the Tongtian seal in hand, if you go in later, the one who goes in first may be trapped in the gap between the inner and outer layers."

Ying Yao nodded in agreement, put the jade slips on his knees, opened the mustard ring in his hand to check the contents, Feng Jian found him three big bottles of high-grade Pei Yuan Dan and a box of medicines for various injuries. After thinking about the pill, he took out a sword with a cold light and handed it to him.

Before Ying Yao could raise his hand to pick it up, he heard the Jiusu sword uttered a very loud sword cry at him, angrily threatening him: "If you dare to have another sword, I will go back to Jianchi and stay there."

Feng Jian obviously understood its sword cry, he looked down at the spare sword in his hand, and then heard his own sword spirit also turn over, and "hum" at him: "You are like everyone else!" Why am I so generous?" It said arrogantly, "I don't care about the brat, but it doesn't mean the brat doesn't care about the brat."

Feng Jian got this sword from an ancient monk's inheritance cave. The age of the sword spirit may be older than all the people present. After hearing what it said, Feng Jian happily took the new sword back, and changed After thinking about it, he waved to Fang Li and called him over: "Junior Brother Fang, bring two boxes of your thunder balls."

When using the thunder ball, it is a bit like the sky thunder when the monk crosses the catastrophe. It is a consumable that cannot be recovered once thrown out, and it cannot produce spiritual wisdom. The blade with the scabbard patted Ying Yao's knee, and called Nuan Nuan to fly out of the hall to bully her.

"The Tongtian Realm is quite far from the shore, and it will take at least one day and one night to fly there," Feng Jian said, "Now the two rays of light are still at a stalemate, let's set off as soon as possible, can we leave tonight?"

Ying Yao put all the things sent by the elders into the mustard ring, checked it one last time, and said, "Bring some more food and you can leave."

After Xu Zhao and Zheng Mo became Taoist couples, they often lived in the sword sect, and his master line often came to see him, taking advantage of the opportunity to practice with the newly hunted spirit beasts of the sword master, and Ying Yao was going to find the food master When he was buying food, he was stopped by the little junior sister with someone, and he piled up packs of spirit animal meat and pastries wrapped in oiled paper with talisman seals on the outside, put his hands on his hips and said, "Praise me."

Ying Yao praised her and Xu Zhao, who had been really busy for a long time, flipped through the mustard ring and took out a hairpin flower that he didn't know where to buy, stuffed it into Zheng Mo's hand, nodded to Xu Zhao, and went back to the main peak Find Feng Jian and set off together.

They walked southward along the glow that divided the sky. Along the way, they saw two spiritual veins that were very similar to Mount Emei breaking away from the land where they lived and running towards the glow. For those who grasped it, the light was already dimmed, obviously it was extracted to maintain the glow.

The mountains, forests and rivers that lost their spiritual veins showed signs of being barren and dry, and this scene appeared more and more frequently as we walked forward. Feng Jian's brows became more and more wrinkled, until he and Fang Li joined hands with Ying Yao to avoid Chu. The restriction left by the prime minister has not been loosened even at the entrance of Tongtian Realm.

Ying Yao observed all the way silently, and said in a low voice at this time: "The damage is all unguarded small spiritual veins, which add up to almost half of Huashan... I guess there will be the same from Emei to Xixueshan. scene."

Feng Jian nodded slightly, and handed the Tongtian Seal to Ying Yao: "Junior Brother Fang and I can only send you here. I have written how to use the Tongtian Seal in the jade slip. It will last for five years. To master the Tongtian Seal, you must use the Tongtian Seal to leave here, this is a rule in it, you must remember the time."

Ying Yao nodded, and cupped his hands with the two of them, pinched the magic formula to activate the Tongtian Seal, and entered the Tongtian Realm in a flash.

Fang Li stared blankly at the place where he disappeared for a while, then used his sword intent to erase the imprint left by Ying Yao's Tongtian seal, and followed Feng Jian quietly to the sword sect.

After Ying Yao walked through the passage built by the Tongtian Seal, he immediately put it into the mustard ring. At the same time, he rested his fingers on the hilt of the sword and was vigilant, ready to take precautions if there was any trouble, but he stood halfway at the entrance of the Tongtian Territory. For an hour, nothing happened.

There is no one guarding the entrance, and there are no strange spirit beasts wandering around, Zhuo Yuanshan is nowhere to be seen, there is no wind or sound, only some light spots shaped like doors are inlaid on the tens of feet high wall in front of you On, shimmering irregularly.

Ying Yao noticed that the light spot of a door was relatively dim. Maybe someone had already passed through this door. He pasted a hidden body talisman on himself, and walked closer to the light spot door on the lowest floor to observe for a while. , without the slightest spiritual power, just relying on the strength of both arms to clasp the uneven wall to the door near the relatively dim light spot, and lightly touched it with your fingers.

Still nothing happened, but Ying Yao saw a whip mark left by Zhuo Yuanshan on the wall when he opened the door made of light spots nearby. The door that Yuan Shan entered happened to be the door marked by Feng Jian as the late stage of Huashen.

The sword cultivator's fighting power is comparable to that of the late stage of transformation. He looked up for a while, and finally shrugged helplessly, thinking: "Okay, one way is one way."