The two monks, led by the white-faced man, walked through the rain curtain. Suddenly the clouds opened and the rain dispersed, revealing a single peak connecting the sky and the earth.
The peak is like a thin sword piercing the sky, and the rainbow light flashes in it, showing the figures of many disciples of the Near Sky Peak.
Many disciples were alarmed by the violent movement just now. Some looked at the few people in the air and pointed, and some looked for familiar people to inquire about the news.
In a hall near the highest point of Tianfeng Peak, Elder Fu Mo was reporting the situation to an old man in soap clothes with a dignified face:
"Master, those two monks should be disciples of a certain temple. The treasures they carry can actually block the attack of the old man's magic pestle. They must have a great background. Moreover, I think the words and deeds of the two monks are sincere and upright, and there is no malice. And there are only defensive treasures and no offensive skills, so I invited the two of them to go into the mountain and take a look."
The old man in soap clothes in front of him is dressed casually, with a square face and sharp eyebrows that are calm and intimidating. He is none other than the leader of the Jintian Sect, Zhaixingzi.
"Where did they say they came from?" Zhaixingzi looked up and asked with a thoughtful look on his face.
"The thin monk said it was Basket Temple." Elder Fu Mo replied.
"Basket Temple? Do you have any impressions?" Zhaixingzi thought for a while and found no clues before asking again.
"I've never heard of it. I've only heard of Lanruo Temple and Lanshan Temple, but I've never heard of Basket Temple." Elder Fumo shook his head.
"I've never heard of this name, but the purple and gold cassock you mentioned reminded me of a rumor." Zhaixingzi's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he thought of something.
"Oh? Master, let's hear it." Elder Fumo saw his expression and his interest was immediately aroused.
"Do you remember Bicheng Mountain?" Zhai Xingzi asked.
"There are some impressions. It is said that it was a large sect that was ranked among the top ten sects a thousand years ago. Later, the talents withered and disappeared without a trace." Elder Fumo said.
"Then do you know why Bicheng Mountain plummeted and disappeared?" Zhai Xingzi asked again.
"It is said that the talent was withered and the demons invaded and the vitality was severely damaged." Elder Fu Mo thought for a moment and answered.
"Of course this is one of them, but I heard from the master that there is another reason!" Zhaixingzi paused and continued: "Because someone went to Bicheng Mountain and robbed their town sect's five-yuan bead."
"Oh? There is such a secret!" Elder Fumo was surprised when he heard this. The memory of the sect from thousands of years ago has long been blurred, but he has heard the name of the Five Elements In One Pearl. It is said that there are five attributes of the treasure. It is made with the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth.
"But what does this have to do with the cassock?"
"The person who captured the treasure is also a monk, and he also wears a purple and gold cassock." Zhaixingzi said lightly.
"Ah!" Elder Fu Mo's expression changed upon hearing this, "Is this news accurate?"
"What the master said himself is absolutely correct," said Zhaixingzi.
"Then these two young monks..."
"If he hadn't been in seclusion, I would have asked him to come out and have a look. But don't worry, let's go and have a look." Zhaixingzi said and got up in the air and left the hall.
. . .
In Wanren Mountain, there is Liannan Peak.
Liangchen stayed in seclusion for several days and walked out of the cave again.
This trip to the Sword Cave has improved his physical strength again, but the effect is completely different from the first time. It must be that his body has reached a certain limit, and it becomes harder and harder to improve as it goes forward.
The sword intention absorbed by the sea of consciousness has been refined and used by him for his own use, and the sword pill seems to be a little brighter again.
For some reason, he always had an illusion. As the Shihai Sword Pill absorbed more and more sword intent, he felt that the breath on his body became softer and softer, like a wisp of breeze in the mountains, and like a patch of land on the ground. The fallen leaves almost blend into the mountains.
He closed his eyes and felt the sounds of flowers, plants and insects in the mountains, and felt the play of rainbows in the dark night of the mountain stream, and he smiled unconsciously.
The days were so quiet and calm, and three years passed by in a blink of an eye.
Liangchen still entered the Sword Cave once a month to temper his body and practice. Whenever there were challengers who came to ask for the sword, he would go out to fight. Unfortunately, most of them failed, and he even set an astonishing record of eleven consecutive defeats. The disciples in Wanren Mountain couldn't believe such a terrifying record, but time proved everything, and they finally got used to this little uncle who always failed.
And as word of mouth spread, the reputation of Dong Xijian, the master of the South Peak, spread throughout the Zhongzhou Continent.
Everyone knows that the disciple of the famous Sunset Sword Master, the current Nanfeng Peak Master is actually a monk in the Golden Core Realm, and even though he relies on the extraordinary sword formation every time he fights, it is a pity that he does not have enough magic power to fight for a long time, and he often gives up in the middle of the fight. .
It is said that the disciples of Dongjian Sect gave him a new sword name: Eleven Swords!
Naturally, he was mocking him for losing eleven games in a row and losing the Sword Sect's face!
So many people who had been defeated by the Sunset Sword Master sent their disciples to ask for swords. Almost every month, there were several sword fights that came for good times. So after he fought hard, Sunset The number of swords in the Sword Cave is decreasing day by day, but in just three years they have lost as much as 20%.
If this continues, I am afraid that within a few years, all the swords in the Sunset Sword Cave will be pulled out!
Fortunately, the main hub of the mountain-protecting formation is the Sword Ancestor Sword Cave, otherwise the Qianqiu Sect Master would have come forward to prevent this junior from joining the challenge!
In the past few years, Liangchen has finally made a big breakthrough after tempering his body. After years of tempering his body with sword intent, the golden light all over his body has completely replaced the previous purple color, which makes Liangchen a little confused.
So after some research, he asked his senior brother to find a body-refining monk in the Nascent Soul stage and communicated with him for several days. According to the body-refining monk, his body was already a bit stronger than the body-refining monks in the early Yuanying stage. , but he lacked strength, so he finally recommended him several famous physical training techniques in Zhongzhou.
He chose one of them to start practicing, and now he has reached the late stage of Jindan.
At the same time, the mana in his body can already be stored in a state equivalent to the late stage of Jindan. Although Nascent Soul is still unconscious, he can already use several intermediate sword formations with ease.
With his hard work day and night, he finally got started with the mechanism puppet technique. He had mastered all the puppet beasts in the Qi training stage and began to try to refine the puppet beasts in the foundation building stage.
Several kinds of spiritual wines were prepared to produce wine, but most of them either had weak spiritual energy or poor taste. After some selection, he selected two formulas and studied them carefully. One was used as medicinal wine for body training. One is for tasting, one is called Flame Spiritual Liquid, and the other is called Feitian Xianzhen. The formulas of the two spiritual wines have been continuously improved, and they have begun to show results.
A year ago, the Spirit-Transforming Holy Hand came back again and brought a spiritual medicine for him to take, but it still had no effect. However, he was invited to Huayang Town at a good time to cure his mother's eye disease, which also put an end to his worries.
There is still no news from Meng'er, she has never returned to Demon Dragon City, and the Ye family has not taken a step forward. However, I heard from my father that Ye Kai advanced rapidly and was already the best among his peers. It was said that he was also selected to participate in the Sword Sect Competition held every five years, which made Liangchen sincerely happy.
"Although there are regrets, there are no disturbances. If the years can always be peaceful, it will be a fairy life!"
Liangchen was sitting on the sunset cliff, looking at the colorful clouds in the distance, playing with a small and exquisite machine beast in his hand, and thought to himself.
Suddenly, the Peak Master's token on his waist rang out and a voice appeared:
"The East-West Sword Sect Competition is about to begin. I have something to discuss with you, brother!"
