Two years later.
Zhongzhou, Wanren Mountain.
A ray of morning light broke through the clouds and shone among the high mountains. With the faint light, a figure appeared on the top of the south peak at some unknown time.
This person has the perfect time to come back from running thousands of miles at full speed.
Without the ties of Uncle Jinghong, he had enhanced the power of his spiritual wings to the extreme, and he actually returned to Zhongzhou a full year ahead of schedule.
Recalling what he gained from this trip, he felt a lot.
Although there were some ups and downs, it was a safe journey.
First, he fulfilled his uncle’s last wish. Second, I captured two top-quality spiritual essences and many star stone materials.
San Ze received the Sunset Sword and was recognized by the master.
I also met three young monks and received invitations to be guests.
The only thing that worried him was the golden-eyed child in the temple.
This boy has earth-shattering magical powers, and he can even control the runes and flower seal scripts in the fairy world. This gave Liangchen no chance of winning when facing him, and now that he thinks about it, he still has lingering fears.
Although he was finally stabilized by the great monk and shot with an arrow by Liangchen, he still felt in his heart that this child would not die so easily.
What is the origin of this temple?
Why do you target yourself so many times?
Could it be related to this fire bat?
Liangchen seemed to think of what the child said when the fire bat released flames to melt the flower seal script.
If the guess is correct, then this fire bat is the treasure that the other party wants.
But what kind of treasure is this fire bat?
Also, what treasures must they get on the white-robed man in the Temple of Time?
Judging from the situation, the other party's group came here for the man in white robe, and it was just the right time to attack him.
From the divine envoys who appeared in the snowy mountains, to the bright saints who broke into the mountains to join the battle, and then to the golden-eyed children at the feast, the people in this temple are getting stronger and stronger. If they come against me, it may be really difficult to handle.
I thought about it for a while, but there was no good solution.
But when he thought about the two swords he brought back, he felt a little relieved.
Don't think about it so much for now. After Yuan Lintian's matter is settled, he will go to a foreign land to find out the true strength of the temple. If you know yourself and the enemy, you can also be more prepared. Otherwise, the enemy is in darkness and we are in the dark, which is tantamount to sitting back and waiting for death.
After thinking about it, he went straight to the sword cave.
First put the Jinghong Sword into the Jinghong Sword Cave, and then put the Sunset Sword into the Sunset Sword Cave.
As the two divine swords returned to their positions, the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which had not been moving for a long time, trembled for a while, as if a subdued beast emerged from the awakening of insects, slowly shaking the soil on its body, and then slowly patrolled its own territory.
This kind of movement just appeared.
Several young people in Nanfeng all looked surprised.
"Master is back!"
The Qianqiu Sect leader who was discussing matters at Dongfeng looked happy.
"They made such a big noise as soon as they came back and didn't even say a word."
In the midst of secret joy, I saw a disciple hurriedly ran into the hall to report.
"Reporting to the Sect Master, the Immortal Killing Sword Formation has moved three feet outward!"
"Oh! I'm so happy!" Qianqiu Sect Master was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded happily.
You must know that the Immortal Killing Sword Formation now covers an extremely wide area, and all eight peaks have been included in the formation. The distance of three feet is probably an extra thousand acres.
If the current speed is maintained, it will only be a matter of time before the sword formation can regain its former glory!
I saw Qianqiu Sect Master putting down what he was doing with a warm smile.
"I'm going to the Sword Cave to have a look." As soon as he finished speaking, he set up a sword light and disappeared into the main hall.
An hour later, when Qianqiu Sect Master learned that all the four swords had been returned to the Sword Cave, he was not very happy in his heart, and instead looked a little lonely and dejected.
As a witness to the years of the Sword Sect, his feelings for the four Sword Masters are much deeper than Liangchen!
Now that the Hidden Dragon has died in the angry sky, there is not much time left to be shocked, and there is probably little hope of the setting sun breaking through the sky.
The return of the four swords also indicates that the era in which the four magnificent sword masters each took the lead has come to an end.
If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of the junior brother, I'm afraid not only the four sword masters would have come to an end, but even the entire sword sect would have come to an end, right?
He thought about it and was filled with emotions.
After seeing his senior brother off, Liangchen checked the homework of several apprentices.
Then he went directly to the back mountain to find Yuan Lintian and informed him that he was going to go to the West Sea again to find the Basket Temple.
Lintian had already given up hope for this mysterious temple that Liangchen was talking about, but when he heard that it was the invitation from the other party this time, he thought that he would not be unable to find a way out, so he couldn't help but raise some expectations again.
Three days later.
After a burst of rainbow light, Liangchen and Yuan Lintian once again set out on the road to find Basket Temple.
one year later.
Somewhere in the West Sea.
A bright red bird slowly descended in front of an undulating island.
Looking at the island that appeared again in front of him, Liangchen had a trace of shock and a trace of thoughtfulness on his face.
I have looked for it several times before, but found an empty sea area and did not see this island.
But now, the island appears again.
Liangchen quickly took out the map to confirm, and found that the location was still the one he had memorized before, and there was no change.
With a self-deprecating look on his face, he put the map away, and then slowly followed the path in his memory.
As soon as they came into view, they saw a large thick fog covering the entire island, and there were faint sounds of birdsong, as if there was a leisurely ringing of bells, pointing out the direction for the two of them.
Following the direction of the bell, the two people moved forward slowly. The road became increasingly bumpy and the fog became thicker. In the end, it was almost difficult to distinguish things.
After walking for another two or three miles, we arrived at the edge of an island cliff.
Liangchen was thinking about where to go when he suddenly heard a familiar voice:
"Donor Ye, the master ordered me to come and pick up the two guests."
Accompanied by the sound, two young monks, one fat and one thin, walked out of the thick fog.
I saw two people walking from the fog. When they were in the air, the fat monk opened his mouth and took a sudden breath into the fog.
The thick fog was like a river pouring in, rushing into his belly.
In just a few breaths, most of the thick fog between the cliffs dissipated.
A small temple that looks like a bamboo basket is hanging on a cliff.
A gust of sea breeze blew up, and the small temple swayed in the wind like a basket.
"Welcome both of you to Basket Temple." The fat monk greeted with a warm smile.
"This temple of yours is really hard to find!"
"Could this island be immovable?" Liangchen finally returned to Basket Temple and immediately asked with a smile.
"Amitabha! Donor Ye is joking!"
"It's not the island that's moving, it's the donor's heart that's moving." The thin monk replied by pronouncing the Buddha's name.
"Oh?" Hearing this, Liangchen was shocked, as if he was deep in thought.
