The Prison of Thunderbolt

After searching for Qin False Immortal, Xuan Ling was about to go to Zangtian Pass to have a talk with Xuan Xiao, but on the way, he suddenly heard the unique sound waves of Sen Prison's pulse, which contained endless pain and anger, which made people palpitate.

"This voice is..."

Turning her mind, Xuan Ling disappeared immediately, chasing the direction from which the sound wave came.

A silvery-white radiance soared into the sky, and the spotless battle robe was stained with blood and smoke. The arrogant king, even if he was in a mess, did not lose his undying kingly demeanor.

On the high cliff in the distance, a figure put away the bow and arrow in his hand and left quickly.

It's the people of Eagle Castle...

Is Xuanxiao Yuanshen's separation from the body, Brother Nine Emperor's plan?

Xiu Mei frowned, but she didn't have time to think, Xuan Ling turned into light and landed beside Xuan Xiao, supporting him.

Sensing someone approaching, Xuan Xiao, subconsciously on guard, saw a familiar figure, and immediately let go of his guard.

"Brother Seventeen, it's you."

"You're seriously hurt, Xuan Xiao." Xuan Ling lowered his eyes, and with a flash of brilliance, he even touched the acupuncture points on Xuan Xiao's body to heal his injuries.

After Xuan Ling stopped, Xuan Xiaofang breathed a sigh of relief: "My injury is fine, I'm sorry, Brother Seventeen."

"It's a brother, so don't say such polite words." Xuan Ling frowned, "You take good care of your wounds, your primordial beast is separated, and I will find a way to find it for you."

Xuan Xiao chuckled lightly: "Then I will have to trouble Seventeenth Brother."

"I'll send you back to Burial Heaven Pass first."

"No need, although my injuries have not healed, but I am not reduced to the point where I need to be escorted back to Zantianguan." Xuan Xiao shook his head and refused, "Brother Seventeen, I can just go back by myself."

"Okay." Xuan Ling transformed a porcelain bottle and handed it to Xuan Xiao, "This is the medicine I refined earlier, it has a miraculous effect on restoring power, remember to take it."

"Then Xuan Xiao will not be polite."

"I'll take a step first."

"Brother, go slowly."

"Ah."

Xuan Ling nodded slightly, and decided to find Xuan Xiao's primordial beast first.

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I searched for many days, but I couldn't find Xuanxiao Yuanshen Beast, but I met Xuan Tong who was roaming in a difficult place. Seeing Xuan Ling's face was worried, Xuan Tong asked, Xuan Ling said that this trip was to find Xuan Xiao Yuanshen Beast, and Ask if there is any way to sense the primordial beast.

Xuantong pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't know about this, I'm afraid you still need to go back to the Sen Prison to ask the left and right prophets."

Xuan Ling frowned: "I'm afraid it's too late." Xuan Xiao is now the target of the righteous way in a difficult situation. His Yuanshen beast is alone outside, so there is no guarantee that he will not meet the right way. I'm afraid it will be dangerous...

"The Eighteenth Emperor's brother is very powerful, Xuan Ling, you don't have to worry too much."

"Um……"

Suddenly, the demonic energy spread, and a demonic shadow descended from the sky.

It is the Yitian Damo under Prince Xuanxiao.

"Wing Tian?"

"Ying Tian meets the seventeenth prince and joins the fourth prince."

"You don't need to be too polite, Yitian, did you come here to find me for something?"

"Ying Tian was ordered by the Lord to inform His Highness that the Primordial Spirit Beast of the Lord has been found by Tai Sui, and now it has returned to the body of the Lord. Please don't worry, Your Highness."

"Xuan Xiao's Primordial Spirit Beast has returned?" Xuan Ling heaved a sigh of relief, "It's fine if there is no problem."

"The lord said that the primordial spirit beast has returned, and His Highness might be worried, so he specially sent Yi Tian to inform him."

"Xuan Xiao has a heart." Xuan Ling nodded slightly.

"If your Highness is free, you can go to Zangtian Pass at any time. Your Highness is always welcome at any time."

"I got it, Yitian, just tell Xuanxiao, I will definitely come to the door in the future."

"Yes, Yitian is resigning."

"Go."

After the Great Demon Yitian left, Xuan Tong raised his eyebrows and said, "Xuan Xiao is very considerate."

"Xuan Xiao is actually a good person," Xuan Ling said seriously, "Fourth Brother, you should spend more time with your brothers."

Xuan Tong looked at Xuan Ling's eyes that were as clear as ever, and couldn't help but laugh.

"I see, Xuan Ling."

"Fourth brother, don't say that every time, I know, you're just perfunctory, aren't you?" Xuan Ling was upset, Xuan Tong said that every time, but it's one thing not to take his words every time!

Putting one hand on his hair, he gently rubbed it, and said in a deep voice with a rare tenderness: "I have a sense of proportion."

"Fourth brother..." This trick is done every time, it's really foul!

"On Jianhai Sword Review is coming soon, how about you go with me?"

Although I am not very interested in sword reviews, but since the fourth brother said it...

Xuan Ling tilted her head: "Okay."

The purple Yu Fen on the side looked at the picture of friendship between brother and brother Gong in front of him, and he didn't know how many times he complained.

I haven't seen the prince so gentle on weekdays. Is it really my younger brother?

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On the sea of ​​swords.

Originally, Yuan Wuxiang accompanied Tired Shoutian to attend the sword review meeting in Lun Jianhai, but he turned his head inadvertently, but saw a cold snow-white figure, and was startled for a while.

"There is no homeland?"

Sensing the strangeness of Yuan Wuxiang, Tired Shoutian followed his gaze, and was also slightly taken aback: "Mr. Xuan Ling? Why is he here?"

If I remember correctly, Mr. Xuan Ling doesn't practice swords, and he doesn't have much interest in swords...

"The swordsman beside Mr. Xuan Ling is extremely extraordinary, he should have come with that swordsman..."

Tired Shou Tian raised his eyebrows, the handsome figure of the red-clothed swordsman came into view, the sword energy all over his body was hidden, but it was clear and pure, causing the sheath behind him to tremble slightly, and he immediately understood that the other party must be another one. A famous swordsman, he couldn't help seeing Lie Xinxi: "It's really extraordinary. If there is a chance, I hope to see it."

Yuan Wuxiang shook his head and chuckled, "You."

A trace of worry flashed across the warm eyes.

Will walk with Mr. Xuan Ling, that swordsman... If he is a person in the forest prison, I am afraid that he will be a strong enemy again in the future!

Recalling the few princes who have appeared in Sen Prison so far, all of them are extraordinary people, and I don’t know how many masters have not yet appeared, Yuan Wuxiang can’t help but sigh in his heart, it’s really a headache.

If only we could sit down and talk...

Lun Jianhai is a holy place for sword evaluation in the martial arts world, and it is naturally extraordinary to be able to use the sword technique of Lun Jianhai's eye.

However, from Xuantong's point of view, the only ones present that caught his eye were Songyue Sword Art and Nine Sun Sword Art, which were tied for first place, and then there was a book called Guan Jian Wu Zhi Yin, which had no grades.

In the arena, a swordsman named He Wuhuai talked eloquently about the Jiuyang swordsmanship. The contempt for the Jiuyang swordsmanship was obvious in his words, which made Xuan Ling frown.

He seldom uses swords, and his knowledge of swords is not as good as that of a top swordsman like Xuantong Shuangxiu, but he can also see that the Nine Suns swordsmanship of Tired Shoutian is by no means as simple as that person said.

What's more, it's not so much that the man underestimated the Nine Suns Sword Art, it's better to say...he was targeting the master of the Sword Art, that is, Bei Fangxiu Tired Shou Tian.

Could it be that he has an enmity with Bei Fangxiu?

Suddenly, lotus fragrance overflowed, and as the long-lost poem title reappeared in the world, a fairy figure appeared in the sky.

It is Su Zhenzhen, a famous celebrity who has been in a difficult situation for a long time.

As soon as Su Zhenzhen came out, he refuted He Wuhuai's statement. Although his words were polite, his disapproval was clearly revealed, and He Wuhuai was speechless.

There is no sound when looking at the sword, a strange sword manual, which is considered by Xuan Tong to be the number one sword manual in the field.

When asked about his opinion on this sword manual, Su Zhenzhen put down the sword manual and turned to leave.

Xuan Tong chuckled, "Let's go too, Xuan Ling."

"Ah."

"Xuan Ling, what do you think of the book Watching Swords Without Sound?"

Xuan Ling pondered for a while, and said: "I don't know much about swords, but the book on swordsmanship is called 'Watching the Sword without Sound', and Su Zhenzhen left without saying a word when evaluating the sword, could it be... ...The subtlety of that swordsmanship lies in 'watching the sword without speaking'?"

Xuan Tong nodded slightly: "That's right." Xuan Ling was indeed talented, but unfortunately...he didn't intend to follow the way of swordsmanship.

"This young master spoke very well." Suddenly, he whispered admiringly, and an elegant figure stepped out of the forest.

Xuan Tong raised his eyebrows: "Su really?"

"It's the inferior one, dare to ask the two names?"

"Autumn wind and evening clouds regret red music."

"My name is Xuan Ling."

"Hello, you two. The inferior sees that you have extraordinary knowledge and intends to meet you. I wonder if you would like to go to Cuihuan Mountain to taste tea and discuss the Tao with the inferior?"

Xuan Tong and Xuan Ling looked at each other, a little puzzled, but they didn't understand the intention of this famous person in a difficult situation.

The legendary celebrity in a difficult situation should not be the enthusiastic person who invited people home as a guest the first time they met, right?

"If that's the case, why don't you include me and Tired Shoutian?" A clear voice with a smile sounded, and two figures, one gold and one silver, appeared at the same time.

"Su Xianren, who has admired his great name for a long time. Yuan Wuxiang is the head of Xiayinpiu. This is the famous sword Wuming Tired Shoutian." After Yuan Wuxiang greeted Su Zhenzhen, he turned to look at Xuan Ling, "Mr. Xuan Ling, we meet again gone."

Xuan Ling nodded and greeted them.

"So the two of you and Daozhen Shuangxiu also know each other? Why don't you go together?" Su Zhenzhen said with a smile.

Xuan Ling turned to look at Xuan Tong: "Fourth brother?"

Xuantong thought for a while, then agreed: "Yes."

He happened to want to exchange kendo with Daozhen Shuangxiu and Su Zhenzhen, this time is a good opportunity.