Fuyao Mountain is located at the southernmost tip of East Zuzhou and is the third highest mountain range in this Daomen Zuzhou.
Viewed from the air, the peaks above the sea of clouds are covered with a thick layer of snow, and further down are the steep and precipitous cliffs. As the line of sight gradually goes downwards, the scenery at the foot of the mountains is completely different, lush and green, with countless Thick giant trees are stacked on top of each other, and the roars of wild beasts can be heard from time to time in the airtight mountain forest.
Along the waterfall stream formed from the melted snow on the top of the mountain, a bottomless pool is formed halfway up Fuyao Mountain. In front of the pool is a flat land with a radius of dozens of acres. At a glance, it looks like a paradise. Generally, dozens of courtyards with white walls and blue tiles are scattered in an orderly manner, with white mist lingering among them.
This place is rich in spiritual energy, like a fairyland on earth. It is the mountain gate of Fuyao Sword Sect.
At this moment, dozens of rainbow lights cut through the sky one after another and landed at the mountain gate.
What is strange is that there is no sound within the Sword Sect. In order to protect the mountain gate of the sect, any sect in Linghuang will arrange a mountain guarding formation. However, the strange thing at this moment is that so many rainbow lights are extremely powerful, but the Fuyao Sword Sect quietly There was no sound, and there was no sign of the mountain-protecting formation being activated.
First, a handsome man with a Taoist sword on his back and a golden gourd hanging sideways on his waist cast his sword light and walked leisurely on the bluestone path of the Fuyao Sword Sect.
The man looked cynical, with a smile on his face. He pointed at the sculpture of a hidden sword in front of him and boasted, "Junior Sister Shuiyue, you are from Yaochi. Do you know the origin of this sword?"
The beautiful woman who was looking around with a somewhat wary expression frowned slightly when she heard this. This time she was ordered by her master to investigate the mysterious disappearance of the Fuyao Sword Sect. Before coming, her master had warned her not to take it lightly.
Therefore, the woman who was traveling to the islands in the South China Sea rushed to Yunxia City without stopping after receiving the message from her master. She joined her fellow disciples and sisters who had been waiting for many days and hurriedly came here again.
Just when she arrived at the gate of the Fuyao Sword Sect, she met the Kunlun disciples who were also here to investigate. At this moment, Fairy Shuiyue just wanted to investigate the Fuyao incident as soon as possible so as to restore her master's orders. She had no intention of chatting with this cynical Kunlun disciple.
So the woman looked indifferent and said calmly: "Senior Brother Dong, it's just a carving. We'd better find out as soon as possible the sudden disappearance of the Fuyao Sword Sect people."
Senior Brother Dong turned his head and took a serious look at the woman with an indifferent expression. He was not worried and said with a smile: "Junior Sister Shuiyue, don't be in a hurry, we have two more people to wait for."
Fairy Shuiyue asked in confusion: "Isn't Senior Brother Dong the master of this matter?"
"Haha, I'm good at fighting, but I don't have the ability to investigate things."
The handsome man looked up at the sky and said with a doting look on his face: "Of course my Junior Sister Caiwei has to do this kind of thing."
Fairy Shuiyue was stunned. Dong Chengyi was the third disciple of the head of Kunlun. Although he looked cynical, he had actually been in the top ten of the Lingyun Ranking many years ago. He was even considered to be the most born disciple of Kunlun's generation. , until Wan Jianyi, the sixth in the Formation Killing Ten Thousand Demons Diagram, came out, Dong Chengyi gradually disappeared from the eyes of the world.
Yaochi and Kunlun have been on good terms for generations, and Fairy Shuiyue is very aware that his cultivation and combat power are no weaker than Wan Jianyi.
He even entered the Upper Three Realms one step earlier than Wan Jianyi.
But now the unknown Dong Chengyi actually said that the person in charge of the investigation of the Fuyao Sword Sect this time was someone else.
And who is the Junior Sister Caiwei he is talking about?
Fairy Shuiyue asked curiously: "Senior Brother Dong, who is your Junior Sister Caiwei? Why haven't I heard of her?"
Dong Chengyi smiled slightly and said, "I am a disciple of Master Liu, and he has just arrived in Kunlun a few years ago."
The man had just finished speaking.
A sword sound came from the sky.
In the distant sky, a thin white line cut through the sea of clouds. The originally calm sea of clouds suddenly rolled wildly, and the clouds surged like waves.
As the white line got closer and closer, everyone gradually saw clearly the true appearance of the line piercing the sea of clouds.
It turned out to be a fairy sword that exuded a faint green light. On the sword, a woman with a white gauze face stood on it. Her dress was swaying. From a distance, she looked like a fairy from the sky. The woman appeared from the dust.
His fingers were shaped like sword fingers, and he was wielding a sword at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, the fairy sword fell in front of everyone, followed by the sound of the fairy sword breaking through the air just now.
Dong Chengyi's eyes lit up as soon as he saw the woman, and with a look of unconcealed admiration on his face, he walked towards the woman and said as he walked, "Junior Sister Caiwei, you are here. Did you encounter any trouble along the way?"
After saying that, the man stretched out his hand to brush the dust off her shoulders.
Lu Caiwei quietly took a step back to avoid the man's hand. After greeting everyone, she raised her head and took stock of the scene in front of her.
A quarter of an hour later, another figure came through the sky from a distance, but it was Kunlun Zhou Qing who was much slower.
Lu Caiwei ignored it and walked straight to the broken sword and looked at it carefully.
The statue of the Broken Sword is majestic. It is carved from Fuyao Mountain's unique black marble. There are more than a dozen figures with ferocious looks carved on the sword body, with different shapes.
There is a scarlet bead inlaid on the hilt of the sword, which is as thick as a goose egg. The entire statue of the broken sword appears strangely sinister amidst the majestic atmosphere.
Lu Caiwei's willow-leaf-like eyebrows frowned slightly, and she said to a few people: "The Fuyao Sword Sect is said to have been passed down for nearly a thousand years, and everyone in the sect is a swordsman. It is said that this sect has an innate spiritual sword from the Nine Heavens, named For Fuyao Sword, this broken sword in front of me should be it."
Dong Chengyi and Fairy Shuiyue looked at each other with different thoughts. The former thought that Junior Sister Caiwei really knew better. No one in Kunlun’s younger generation knew more about swords than anyone else. The latter was shocked. , What is shocking is that such a third-rate sword sect can actually possess the innate spiritual sword for nearly a thousand years, and it does not seem to have been taken away by anyone. The Fuyao Sword Sect is not as simple as it seems.
It's just that this sword has been engraved here for countless years, but no one can recognize it.
Thinking of this, Fairy Shuiyue wondered: "Why is this sword carved here for nearly a thousand years but no one recognizes it?"
Lu Caiwei imitated the appearance of the young man many years ago and said calmly: "Because this sword is not a fairy sword, but a ghost sword."
The woman under the veil remembered the man's words, and continued: "There are countless innate and acquired spiritual treasures in the world, and there are even sword cultivators who have conceived swords with their bodies. For countless years, there have been five types of magical treasures: immortals, gods, demons, ghosts, and monsters. Ghost magic weapons are the most bizarre and unpredictable, often with many faces. If my guess is correct, this carving did not look like this a month ago."
These words were all heard by Lu Caiwei from Shen Yu. When she was traveling through Central China, that guy not only taught her how to learn the sword, but also told her some secrets about the spiritual wilderness.
It's about fairy swords, which is naturally what women are curious about.
Dong Chengyi was slightly surprised when he heard this. Ghost weapons have always been taboo in the spiritual wasteland, and ghost practitioners are punished by everyone.
In such a third-rate sect, a ghost sword was openly carved, and no one noticed it for thousands of years. Could it be that the Fuyao Sword Sect is a ghost sword sect?
The matter was a little complicated. Dong Chengyi looked serious. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Two junior sisters, things are a little strange. Please be careful."
Fairy Shuiyue nodded. Although she was not very famous as a member of the Yaochi Holy Land, she had been practicing for a long time and was extremely cautious in her actions.
The two waved to their fellow disciples behind them, and everyone took off their Dao swords and magic weapons from behind, and their expressions became more alert.
Only Lu Caiwei was looking at the scarlet bead in trance, her brows furrowed, as if she was making a decision.
"Senior sister, is there anything wrong with the beads?"
Zhou Qing, who had been silent all the time, had his eyes fixed on the woman in front of him. At this moment, he saw something strange about Lu Caiwei and asked.
Lu Caiwei turned her head and sighed: "We are trapped."
As soon as the words fell, everyone's expressions changed instantly. Fortunately, these dozen people were all genius disciples of the Holy Land, and their tenacity in discussing the Tao was not bad. They recovered from the shock after a while.
"From the moment we stepped into the mountain gate of the Fuyao Sword Sect, this nameless sword formation was triggered, and now the entire Fuyao Mountain is unable to get out."
Dong Chengyi put away his usual cynical appearance, drew out the Dao sword from behind, and then pinched it with his right hand.
When the Dao Jue was activated, a faint yellow light enveloped the sword, and then it flew towards the cliff in the distance with a hiss.
The Taoist sword was extremely fast and reached the cliff in an instant. If it were normal, this Taoist magical weapon would definitely cross the abyss straight and move forward indomitably.
But from this moment, the yellow Dao sword seemed to have touched a transparent barrier, and a faint dent appeared at the tip of the sword. No matter how hard Dong Chengyi activated his spiritual power, he could not move forward even half an inch.
At the end, the Dao sword began to slowly bend into a huge arc.
boom!
There was a loud collision sound, and the Dao sword flew back. Dong Chengyi bent his sword and wanted to take the Dao sword back, but the huge force of the shock pulled him back several steps before he stopped.
Everyone's faces were full of surprise. Not to mention the Yaochi disciples, several disciples in Kunlun knew about Senior Brother Dong's cultivation and combat prowess. He was the first genius disciple of the younger generation to enter the Upper Three Realms. In the entire Kunlun, except for Senior Brother Wan Jianyi, there was no one who was younger than Brother Dong. Almost no one in this generation can compete with it.
Even Lu Caiwei, who received the inheritance from her ancestor, was far worse.
The counter-shock force of the formation was so powerful that even a practitioner of the upper three realms could barely control it. This was an extraordinary thing.
If even one practitioner of the upper three realms cannot shake him, then everyone is even more powerless.
Although Dong Chengyi usually behaves exaggeratedly and cynically, when encountering big events, he shows the magnanimity of a Taoist brother.
The handsome-faced senior brother's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly: "I didn't expect that this little Fuyao Sword Sect actually has such a powerful formation."
Dong Chengyi glanced at everyone and said with a smile: "Since you, Junior Sister Lu, can discover the formation, you must also have a way to break it."
When Fairy Shuiyue heard this, a look of helplessness appeared on her beautiful face for the first time.
I sighed in my heart: "I still think highly of him."
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