"Could this be the opportunity for Xuanyuan Gengxin's sword energy to advance?"
Jiang Tian's eyes were filled with ecstasy. Xuan Yuan Geng Xin's sword energy was indeed astonishingly powerful, but if it was against a monk in the Yuan Dan realm, it would be a bit unsatisfactory.
If its power can be increased dramatically, no, even if it is only increased by 30%, it will make him suffer a little bit against Wu Yuanqing, and he will not be exhausted like last time.
He quickly sat down cross-legged and looked at the sword marks on the wall. He kept imagining in the sea of consciousness, comprehending the mystery of the sword energy. When he had an idea, he would disperse the Xuanyuan Gengxin sword energy contained in his dantian, and then Reunited.
As Xuanyuan Gengxin's sword energy continued to break up and reunite, the power of the sword energy also continued to grow. Jiang Tian's mind was completely immersed in the perception of the sword energy, and he was completely lost in the world.
To the west of the Ten Thousand Red Cave, hundreds of thousands of miles away, among the mountains, clouds and mist were lingering. After clearing the clouds and seeing the mist, a majestic pavilion suddenly appeared between the mountain peaks and cliffs.
Two mountain walls as straight as a knife stand opposite each other, a hundred feet apart. In the middle of the mountain walls, there are ripples of light, as if there is a water curtain, making the pavilions and pavilions behind them look extremely hazy.
On the mountain wall on the left, the three characters of Shengtian Sect are clearly engraved. Each character is dozens of feet in diameter. They are clearly visible thousands of feet apart. This is the mountain gate of Shengtian Sect.
In the Burning Soul Hall, hundreds of ever-bright lamps are lit. The flames of these ever-bright lamps are different, either cyan, blue, or red.
The black-robed deacon walks among the ever-burning lamps. If there is an ever-burning lamp that is about to run out of oil, he will immediately pour the secret lamp oil into it to keep the light burning.
Suddenly, the three long-lasting lights at the bottom of the front row flickered violently, and then went out one after another.
When the black-robed deacon saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he turned around and rushed out of the Burning Soul Hall.
A moment later, the black-robed deacon led a group of purple-robed old men into the Burning Soul Hall. One of the green-robed old men walked at the front and said in a deep voice: "What is going on? Why is Haotian's soul lamp? It suddenly went out, but you forgot to add the lamp oil, why don't you fill it up quickly and relight the ever-burning lamp!"
"Sir, Supreme Elder, we never dare to neglect Junior Brother Zhong's soul lamp. His eternal lamp still has half a pot of lamp oil!" The black-robed deacon's face turned slightly pale, and he cautiously raised his head to look at the green-robed man.
Zhong Qiankun snorted coldly. He had already seen that there was still lamp oil in Zhong Haotian's soul lamp, but he never believed that Zhong Haotian would die in the Cave of Ten Thousand Reds, so he questioned the black-robed deacon.
"Tai Shang Elder, could it be that Haotian has already...!" A middle-aged man in purple robe stepped forward and whispered: "After all, the secret realm of the Ten Thousand Red Cave is not foolproof. Over the years, no matter how many times I have explored the secret realm, there has been no success. Several geniuses fell among them!"
"Impossible, Yuanzhou, Haotian is your direct disciple, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of Xiantian. Moreover, I also taught him the secret method of disintegrating demons. Even if he encounters a powerful person with perfect Xiantian, he will be able to fight. Why? Maybe he couldn't even crush the talisman and exit the secret realm, so he fell inside?" Zhong Qiankun shook his head, never believing that Zhong Haotian had fallen.
Nie Yuanzhou smiled bitterly and said: "Elder Taishang, in addition to Haotian, there are also Liu Jianfei and Su Rou'er. Their soul lamps have also been extinguished. I think they may have entered a dangerous situation and cannot make it in time." Get away!"
"Nothing will happen to Haotian, Yuanzhou, I want to use the Huantian Mirror to see what happened to him!" Zhong Qiankun turned around and looked at Nie Yuanzhou with burning eyes, his eyes flashed with cold light, and his body exuded an extremely tyrannical aura. momentum.
It seemed that as long as Nie Yuanzhou dared not agree to his request, he would use force to force Nie Yuanzhou to agree.
A look of embarrassment appeared on Nie Yuanzhou's face, and he said in a low voice: "Supreme Elder, if you use the Huantian Mirror once, the spirit stones will be consumed too much, and you will have to stay in seclusion for another year. Why don't we just take it slowly? Let’s pursue this matter!”
"Tai Shang Elder, the sect leader is right. Although the Huantian Mirror can trace cause and effect, it consumes too many spiritual stones. Our Shengtian Sect really cannot withstand such consumption several times!"
"That's right! Moreover, Supreme Elder, you are the Dinghai Shenzhen of our Shengtian Sect. If you stay in seclusion for a year, won't our Shengtian Sect not have a top powerhouse to shock everyone in a year?"
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In addition to Nie Yuanzhou, the other elders of the Holy Sky Sect also spoke up to persuade Zhong Qiankun not to use the Magic Sky Mirror.
"Haotian's parents died fighting for our Holy Sky Sect. He is my only hope. Now he is unknown and trapped in the Cave of Ten Thousand Reds. If he dies in a dangerous situation, then that's it. I just think it's him. His fate is not good. If he is plotted and dies tragically in the secret realm, I, as a grandfather, will definitely avenge him. Who of you wants to stop me?" Zhong Qiankun shouted angrily in a deep voice, and a violent aura swept out.
Nie Yuanzhou nodded helplessly: "Since you, Supreme Elder, have made up your mind, then give me the order to prepare the spirit stones and use the Huantian Mirror to trace the cause of Haotian's death!"
In the back mountain of Shengtian Sect, in the center of a large formation with a radius of a hundred feet, there is a small altar. At this moment, the surroundings of the altar and the formation nodes are filled with spiritual stones.
Zhong Qiankun sat cross-legged on the altar, holding a simple bronze mirror with the sun, moon and stars carved around it in his hands, and nodded lightly to Nie Yuanzhou, who was standing at the center of the formation.
Nie Yuanzhou sighed leisurely, then raised his right foot and stamped it hard. In an instant, the formation was activated, draining out the spiritual energy contained in the spirit stone, condensing it into streaks of silver light, and entering Zhong Qiankun's body.
The spiritual stones that had been drained of their spiritual energy instantly turned into powder and dissipated.
Zhong Qiankun shouted angrily, holding the Huantian Mirror tightly with both hands. Spiritual energy continued to pour into the bronze mirror, and then a silver light was reflected and projected to a place about ten feet away in front of him.
Zhong Haotian's figure suddenly appeared from the bronze mirror. Then scenes of him fighting with Jiang Tian and finally being killed by Jiang Tian emerged. Everyone seemed to be able to hear Zhong Haotian's unwilling roar before his death.
After a moment, the light blooming on the bronze mirror dissipated, and then the picture quickly dimmed and disappeared.
Zhong Qiankun, who was holding a bronze mirror, had previously been a boy with fair hair and a strong spirit. However, now he seemed to have aged ten years and was languid. His body had even become a little rickety, and the terrifying aura contained in his body had also become extremely weak.
"It took me hundreds of spirit stones and several years of practice to finally know whose hands Haotian died. It was worth it, it was really worth it!" Zhong Qiankun's eyes were blood red, and he looked up to the sky and roared, as if he was crazy.
His laughter suddenly stopped, he stared at Nie Yuanzhou and said in a deep voice: "Qianyuan Mountain, Jiang Tian, this person is the murderer, Yuanzhou, I can't personally avenge Haotian, the next step is up to you!"
