Everyone worked together to fight against the sword spirit, and suddenly a quiet and peaceful sound crashed into them.
Someone heard this wonderful sound: "It's "Pure Song"!"
The female disciples of Miaoyin Pavilion in colorful clothes sitting on the ground all had smiles on their faces, "Yes, it's Senior Sister Guangzhu's pure song!"
"Senior Sister Guangzhu is here, and we can purify all these resentful spirits!"
On the top of the Sword Mountain, there is a female cultivator with a crown of water in neon clothes. She holds a white jade Xiao in both hands, puts it to her mouth, and blows it gently, with extremely graceful movements.
The peaceful and pure music suddenly flowed out from her fingertips, and everyone was mesmerized when they heard it, and their hearts felt peaceful like never before.
The movements of the sword-wielding ghosts slowly stopped. Encircled by the green spiritual power, the black energy on their bodies dissipated and turned into a stream of light, disappearing.
When Guang Zhu came here, he brought a few people with him, one of whom was a formation mage. When Guang Zhu controlled the purification of the resentful spirits, she had already destroyed the formation eye.
The resentful spirits dispersed, and calm returned to the sword tomb.
Guang Zhu jumped down from the sword mountain, his figure was light and his colorful skirt was flying, which made several male monks crazy.
It wasn't until the person came closer that he quickly put aside his foolish look, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Fairy Guangzhu!"
Guang Zhu nodded slightly and helped his junior sisters up.
Everyone gathered together to discuss and finally decided to go forward together.
"I don't know if the fairy sword is still there..." Someone sighed with regret.
It's really hateful. He originally had the opportunity to draw the fairy sword, but after being trapped here for so long, I'm afraid those casual cultivators have already succeeded.
Speaking of the fairy sword, everyone couldn't help but fall silent. It’s so sad, that’s a fairy sword!
You may not be able to get a fairy sword for ten thousand years, so who wouldn’t want it? Let alone the greedy sword cultivator, who among the alchemy and talisman cultivators and other cultivators would have no idea at all?
Even if they were to practice swordsmanship for the sake of the Immortal Sword, there would still be a lot of people there!
Fu Zhu asked Guang Zhu in her heart: "Fairy Guang Zhu, have you seen any of our Sword Sect disciples?" The reason why she asked Guang Zhu was that Fu Zhu noticed that she came from another way, and the others Almost all of them came along the path the talisman beads came from.
There are so many sects gathered here, almost every sect is involved, but it is really strange that they are not the only disciples of the Sword Sect.
Guang Zhu was slightly startled and told the truth truthfully: "I did see several of your disciples from the Sword Tomb in Liguo Temple. I don't know where they are now."
Not long after she entered the Sword Tomb, the ground suddenly cracked, and after a long descent, she was already in the Liguo Temple.
The white jade Xiao on her waist was the opportunity she got in Liguo Temple.
All Miaoyin Pavilions were music cultivators, but Yuxiao was more suitable for her. But what surprised her was that Lu Xiaoying's opportunity turned out to be a sword.
Fu Zhu thanked her softly, feeling relieved knowing that they were safe.
Yuosu, who was following Cangqing, ran to her side again at some point, one on the left and one on the right with Miyu, like two guardians.
Yuosu had been thinking that she had not formally introduced herself to Fuzhu yet. She cleared her voice and said, "My name is Yuosu. I come from the Zhaoying Mountain Lianxing Sword Sect."
It's a very formal introduction.
Fu Zhu looked at the little girl up and down. She was wearing a purple skirt, but the sleeves were snow white. The lower skirt kicked with her toes as she walked, revealing a layer of white silk. The sleeves of the skirt are embroidered with silver beads, and a large peony flower is embroidered on the chest.
The girl seemed to like the decoration of the pendant between her eyebrows. The half-night pearl on her forehead swayed gently, emitting a soft white light in the dim sword tomb.
Just dressing up like this is really not austere at all.
Fu Zhu's eyes inadvertently fell on the girl's waist. Well, people say that the shoulders are as smooth as if they were shaved, and the waist is as plain as expected, but she didn't take advantage of it at all.
Why did you come up with a name like Yuesu?
Fu Zhu gently withdrew his gaze and said, "Fu Zhu comes from the Xuanjian Peak lineage of Zhenshan Mountain."
Yuosu's eyes fell on Mi Tao again. She and Master Fu Zhu introduced themselves, and she was the only one left.
Mi Tao said in a warm voice, "My name is Mi Tao, the Mi of Bao Hijab, the taro of taro leaves."
This is right, Yuosu nodded with satisfaction.
After passing through the water hole, my eyes suddenly opened up.
"You actually escaped from the resentful spirit?"
The water droplets on the stone cracks above the head dripped onto the floating bluestone on the water surface, making a clearly audible ticking sound. Only a very thin surface of the bluestone is exposed, like lotus leaves floating, extending all the way to the other side.
There is a very round pool, not very big, with a sword filled with fairy spirit embedded in the raised stone in the center, surrounded by several casual cultivators.
Just now it was one of them who made a sound in surprise.
How is this possible? Those resentful spirits are extremely ferocious and there are hundreds of them. How could they escape?
If they hadn't thought that they would be unable to escape, they wouldn't have done so brilliantly. After all, the people in Sword Tomb were the proud sons of all major sects, and they couldn't afford to offend so many sects.
But now they haven't gotten the Immortal Sword, and everyone has been offended. Even if the sects don't trouble them after they go out, they may not be able to withstand them now that they have so many people, and several casual cultivators can't help but feel numb.
"I've given you so much time, but I still can't take away the Immortal Sword. It seems that the Immortal Sword doesn't recognize you!" A disciple laughed twice, looked at his companions, and flew down in front of these casual cultivators who were plotting against them.
The scene became chaotic for a while. Fu Zhu raised his hand and put up a barrier in front of him to prevent the sword energy from flying around and hurting people.
She noticed that there seemed to be blood stains and traces of fighting around the casual cultivators. She thought that there had been a fight over the fairy sword before they came.
The reason why rogue cultivators are called rogue cultivators is because they have no sects and no organization. They basically work alone. Even if they form an alliance for temporary interests, they will soon fall out. It is common to kill people and seize treasures.
Soon, several more disciples from the sect flew to the opposite side. Those casual cultivators were already in disarray, and because they were jealous of the fairy sword, they killed several of their allies. Now there were only a few scattered people left, and they were soon unable to resist. , defeated.
"Hmph! So what if we lose? The immortal sword has spirit, but you may not be able to pull it out!" The middle-aged casual cultivator in commoner's clothes cursed a few times and stared at Yuanchi.
The disciple closest to him kicked him, then walked towards Yuanchi and tried to pull out the fairy sword, "We will pull it out and make you mad!"
He held the hilt of the fairy sword with both hands, and a fairy spirit filled his body. He felt happy and pulled it out with all his strength.
The fairy sword does not move at all.
"Hahahaha!" The casual cultivator laughed wildly, and the sound filled the entire water cave, sending echoes back after hitting the stone wall.
The sect disciple who drew the sword had a trace of embarrassment on his face, and then pretended to be calm and waving to everyone.
"Come here and give it a try. Maybe one of us is destined to be destined!"
He didn't believe that with so many people here, no one could pull out the fairy sword. Let's see if this casual cultivator can still laugh.
The disciple who was closer tied his sword around his waist, took two steps forward, and used all his strength to draw the sword with both hands, but failed and retreated helplessly.
