"Tianyunlu" Chapter 14, Section 2 contains -
Three thousand two hundred years ago, Mu Yixing, the Supreme Elder of the Luohua Sect, by chance, broke through the bottleneck that had troubled him for nearly a hundred years, and reached a new level of cultivation, reaching the early stage of divine transformation.
This move was unparalleled in the world and attracted the worship of thousands of cultivators. Luohua Sect also followed the trend and became the strongest sect in Tianyun Continent.
Mu Yixing has a special hobby of collecting flying swords. When he was in the Nascent Soul stage, he once made bold statements in the world of cultivation. If anyone can come up with a flying sword that makes him shine, he will do it for that person. Never refuse to do something that is within your ability.
It coincided with the Luohua Sect's ceremony. Cultivators from all walks of life gathered together, and the guests and hosts had a great time. Among them, there were several masters of weapon refining from the Chuchen Pavilion. In order to obtain the promise of the old monster in the transformation stage, they all took out a weapon. Refine the flying sword that you are most satisfied with to please Mu Yixing.
These three flying swords are the peerless magic weapons that will be widely circulated in the Tianyun cultivation world in the future. A Kongmeng, if you point them at the moon, everything will be dark. The second one is called Zhan Gang, cutting jade and gold like wood, and the third one is Chi Xiao, who cuts through all kinds of magic with his sword, and his fighting spirit soars into the sky.
After Mu Yixing saw these magic weapons, he liked them very much. Each of them promised the three of them a thing within their capabilities, which aroused the envy of countless monks.
The Chixiao Sword is the most special existence among them. Due to the limited grade of materials for refining it, it can only be controlled by monks below the elixir formation stage. However, the power exerted by this sword should not be underestimated. The user's combat skills The stronger the intention, the more serious the injury, the longer the sword light that can be used, and it is not unreasonable to even use this sword to fight across a small realm!
A few years after the ceremony, this flying sword was rewarded by Mu Yixing to a foundation-building genius named Zhan Fei who had made great contributions in the sect. Relying on this sword, he became famous and killed one after another. A powerful enemy.
Not only that, Zhan Fei also discovered a secret about the Chixiao Sword.
That is, the more people you kill with this sword, the stronger the blood evil force extracted from the dead body will be, which can also be used to feed yourself, and the faster the cultivator will practice.
In just over ten years, he went from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage. This progress can be described as rapid.
But what followed were the hidden illnesses and injuries he had suffered from countless battles.
After the master who made the Red Sky Sword knew about this situation, he secretly approached him more than once, kindly advised him not to use it anymore, and truthfully told him that the main material of the Red Sky Sword was a piece of meteorite iron. He will become obsessed and eventually die.
But after experiencing the shortcut to cultivation, how could Zhan Fei follow the instructions of this master of weapon refining? On the contrary, he was worried that he would leak the news about the Red Sky Sword. After an unhappy breakup, Zhan Fei followed him quietly and launched a sneak attack. He succeeded and killed this simple-minded weapon-refining monk.
Luohua is ruthless, and good times do not last long. Mu Yixing accidentally disappeared while exploring ancient ruins more than forty years later. The Kongmeng Sword that accompanied him also disappeared. The Zhangang Sword that was left behind for suppression by the sect also disappeared due to the Luohua Sect. Without the master in charge, it was snatched away by a masked monk who sneaked in, and has been missing since.
As for the Scarlet Sky Sword, it was unfortunate that the unlucky weapon-refining master made the mistake. During a battle with a powerful enemy, due to the accumulation of injuries, the spiritual veins in Zhan Fei's body went retrograde, causing him to explode and die. The Chixiao Sword, which was filled with evil aura, also became the enemy's bag.
In the following thousands of years, the Scarlet Sky Sword changed hands several times, and the last time it appeared was in the hands of a monk in the foundation-building stage of the Wu Kingdom 800 years ago. However, decades later, the Wu Kingdom was destroyed, and the Scarlet Sky Sword also lost its trace.
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"Here comes the sword!!"
Meng Qianqiu's answer was a low and angry roar from Mu Heng. The flying sword that she had abandoned casually began to buzz and tremble inexplicably. The silver on its appearance instantly faded away like melting snow in the spring sun, and was replaced by a dazzling one. The red light and the strong spiritual pressure caused everyone's expressions to change!
Mu Heng waved the flying sword that had been thrown away by Meng Qianqiu, took it back into his hand and pointed it at her, and suddenly uttered two words: "Get out of the way!!"
Meng Qianqiu ignored him. Instead, he pulled out a long whip from his sleeve, threw it directly to the ground, and asked everyone: "Is this what you want too?"
"Stop talking nonsense, kill!"
Shi Jian took the lead, and the body that was knocked back rushed forward again, fearing that everyone would abandon him and Chen Mo and run away, so the opportunity to pull them together was naturally rare.
"Seeking death!" Meng Qianqiu's eyes were focused, and he waved the long whip in his hand high, bringing up countless blurred afterimages. Shi Jian was not a simple-minded person. As he moved forward, an earth-shattering invisible force suddenly burst out from behind. The tiger's roar collided with the whip marks in the blink of an eye!
At the same time, Mu Heng, who was holding the red flying sword, also moved. Different from the situation just now, the terrifying pressure coming from the sword made Meng Qianqiu no longer dare to catch it with his fingers, and whipped Shi Jian with his long whip. Behind Mu Heng's body, the entity of the magic weapon entangled itself with Mu Heng's flying sword.
As the whip and sword met, Meng Qianqiu felt a pain in her hand, and the condensed light and color in front of her shook violently. Mu Heng changed his thrust to slashing, and after drawing out the long whip, the tip of the sword suddenly made a gesture towards her Tianling Gai. Press!
The red light eroded into Meng Qianqiu's condensed light without any hindrance. The latter's expression of always being confident of victory finally changed slightly, and he stepped back continuously. The hidden weapon hidden in his sleeves was no longer concealed, and it ejected in the blink of an eye. , Mu Heng subconsciously turned his head to the side, avoiding the most dangerous throat penetration, and he also paused and moved a few feet back.
A half-inch long wound immediately appeared on Mu Heng's left cheek. He stretched out his hand to touch it. Looking at the blood in his hand, he smiled instead of angry: "Xia Sanlan has quite a few tricks! The Tianzhi of Jiu Sha Palace This is all you have, a proud girl?"
"It's enough to kill you!"
Meng Qianqiu's face turned cold, the long whip in his hand was like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, and the roar of the tiger behind Shi Jian was deafening, and he was finally stuck in place unable to move. Although Mu Heng's red flying sword It was sharp, but Meng Qianqiu did not confront it head-on. He used a few strange movements to neutralize all the incoming attacks.
At the same time, Ye Lantian and Chen Mo met up. Seeing that the situation was not good, the two monks from Thunder Mountain also cooperated with Shi Jian's actions and jointly contained Meng Qianqiu on the flanks. As for Zhen Na and Fairy Qingshuang, they continued to harass the rear. , on the contrary, the two people from the Fuyun Sect were thundering loudly but not raining, quite like watching the fire from the other side.
"I should have thought of it earlier...Chen Daoyou, have you read "Tianyunlu"?"
Ye Lantian took out a small cyan flag. There was no need to wave it. As long as spiritual power was continuously injected into it, ripples would appear on the flag, and a nearly foot-long gray wind blade would emerge and shoot towards Meng Qianqiu's location. Go, taking advantage of Chen Mo's pause, he quickly said to him.
Chen Mo immediately responded: "Every monk has seen it, and I am no exception, but is this related to the current situation?"
"What Mu Heng is holding is the Chixiao Sword described in the book!!" Ye Lantian stared at the place where the two were fighting in the distance and said firmly:
"Only the sword light of the best flying sword can easily cut through the condensed light and refining colors. Originally, I was going to force Meng Qianqiu to show off some special skills. Now it seems that someone has already done it for me!"
Chen Mo glanced at Ye Lantian, and a chill rose up in his heart for no reason. There were powerful enemies around and there was still room for calculation. In this regard, he was much worse than him. He immediately asked: "In my opinion, senior brother, now How should it be?"
While the two were talking, the fight on the Ruins Bridge had begun to take shape. In the final analysis, Meng Qianqiu was only at the peak of Qi refining. All she relied on was condensing light and color. Once a monk could break it, her defense would be complete. A huge flaw.
The six monks who besieged her were all leaders in the world of cultivation. The cooperation between them was still very unfamiliar at first, but after half a stick of incense, they were able to create great resistance for Meng Qianqiu.
The red flying sword exuded bloodshot threads that were almost real. Mu Heng's body roared out like a wild beast. Meng Qianqiu withdrew his long whip and hung it on the decorative jade on the Remnant Bridge, barely escaping the attacks of Zhen Na and Fairy Qingshuang. , and fired more than ten golden beads in the air to drive back the three people from Lei Mingshan. As for Chen Mo and Ye Lantian's attacks, they were dispersed with a wave of her hand.
Mu Heng was extremely angry and said to the two members of the Fuyun Sect: "You two fellow Taoists, stop retaining your strength! If you don't go ahead and kill her, you two will also share in the division of the magic weapon!!"
"Okay! Don't worry, fellow Taoist, we're going over now!"
Ye Lantian and Chen Mo glanced at each other, knowing that if they did not work hard like this, they would offend all the monks, so they changed their attention and two swift shadows rushed forward together.
Meng Qianqiu casually made a move, and a ball of gray talismans was held on her fingertips. She did not make any other movements, she just recited a magic formula, and the gray talismans quickly moved towards Ye Lantian's position without any wind. Come floating!
Six monks can already tie with him. If there is one more Ye Lantian, even if Meng Qianqiu can win today, he will have to pay a price. The only way is to prevent him from coming to support.
Ye Lantian shouted low, and the nine palms that transformed into the sky shot out in an instant. At this moment, a strange scene appeared!
Gray Fu Zuan seemed to have spirituality. The moment he came into contact with the realm, he mysteriously changed his direction and went straight towards the unsuspecting Chen Mo!
"call!!"
As soon as the gray talisman arrived in front of Chen Mo, it immediately turned into a monstrous gray flame that covered everything. After everyone heard his scream, there was no sound from the gray flame that burned everything.
"Destruction Talisman!!"
Everyone's face was pale. They knew the power of this kind of magic talisman compilation very well. It could create an area that isolates the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so that the monks inside it would lose their spiritual power and be burned to death by the flames like mortals. , some of the worst ways to die in the world of cultivation!
No matter how confident Ye Lantian was in Chen Mo, he still believed that there was no chance that he would survive. When he thought of his future preparations on the Demonic Island, Ye Lantian's murderous intention continued to emerge, and he spoke word by word from his mouth. : "Meng Qianqiu, you will die today!!!"
"He's just an insignificant monk. If he dies, he will die. Don't worry, you will all have to see him soon!!" Meng Qianqiu chuckled. He was obviously very confident in his talisman compilation and did not observe Hui carefully. Looking at the situation behind Homura, he stepped lightly on the bridge stone with his toes, creating a picture behind him without any fluctuations in spiritual power.
What was painted on it was a picture of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix, which was no different from the decoration hanging in the main hall of the secular world. But when he saw this thing, Shi Jian's pupils shrank, and he turned around and ran away with a look of horror!
Not only him, but Ye Lantian, who was furious, chose to avoid the edge at the next moment and retreated quickly with everyone who reacted!
"late!!"
The moment Meng Qianqiu touched the scroll, her body disappeared like fine sand on the Ruins Bridge. At the same time, the golden phoenix in the painting gradually became brighter. Along with her, there were countless people behind her. Herds of birds and beasts...
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