Listening to the grieving Mu Feiyao, a trace of guilt flashed in Zhuang Xinyan's eyes, followed by a trace of surprise.
"Senior Sister Mu, to tell you the truth, all the disciples of my Liuyun Sword Sect who went to the Zhenwu Realm have died, including my father. Now I am the only one left in the entire Liuyun Sword Sect."
"What did you say?"
After hearing Zhuang Xinyan's words, Mu Feiyao immediately became nervous. If everyone from the Liuyun Sword Sect who went to the Zhenwu Realm died, how could anything good happen to her daughter?
Seemingly seeing Mu Feiyao's nervousness, Zhuang Xinyan continued, "Sister Mu, you don't need to be nervous. Wan'er did not go to the Zhenwu world, but was handed over to my father's good friend Qin Wunian to take care of her."
"Qin Wu Nian? You mean Qin Wu Nian, the number one casual cultivator in the mortal world? Wan'er follows Qin Wu Nian?"
Hearing that Wan'er was being taken care of by Qin Wu Nian, Mu Feiyao's anxious heart immediately relaxed.
"Yes, Senior Sister Mu, Qin Wunian once owed my father a favor. Before entering the Zhenwu world, my father handed Wan'er to him."
The further she went on, the lower Zhuang Xinyan's voice became. How could she not know that Mu Feiyao already knew why she didn't take Wan'er to the Zhenwu Realm? It was because Mu Feiyao eloped with Zhong Qinghe, which greatly affected Liuyun Sword. Zong.
If Zhong Qinghe had mentioned it to his father at that time, his father might have agreed. After all, as a saint of the Divine Medicine Valley, Mu Feiyao's marriage to his brother Zhuang Ji was originally a transaction between sects, without any emotion.
During an experience, his brother Zhuang Ji was killed inexplicably. The murderer has not been found yet. Mu Feiyao became a widow in her prime and was pregnant at the time.
I don’t know why Zhong Qinghe, the master of the Qinghe Sect, fell in love with Mu Feiyao at first sight. Anyway, the two of them were upright and shameless, and the Liuyun Sword Sect’s reputation was ruined in their hands.
Not killing Wan'er is already a huge favor. How can we take Wan'er to practice in Zhenwu World, an interface full of spiritual energy?
As if sensing the change in Zhuang Xinyan's mood, Mu Feiyao sighed softly and said, "I understand, Junior Sister Xinyan."
After saying that, Mu Feiyao's eyes were full of expectation and joy, as if she would see her Wan'er in the next moment.
She glanced at Zhong Qinghe, who was meditating to heal his injuries, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Zhuang Xinyan saw that Mu Feiyao had no intention of punishing her, and her heart relaxed. She knew that as a saint from the Divine Medicine Valley, she would not be as knowledgeable as a junior.
Seeing Mu Feiyao looking at Zhong Qinghe with satisfaction, she also glanced at Li Qingxiao and Zhong Qinghe. The two of them did have a manly spirit, especially Zhong Qinghe. If he didn't practice, he would be so angry. His majestic momentum made it difficult for her to resist the temptation of this man.
She once again admired Mu Feiyao's vision in her heart. It was a pity that even a person like Mu Feiyao had to become a victim of sect marriage.
Thinking of her ill-fated brother Zhuang Ji, she felt a trace of sadness in her heart. However, she quickly came out of this emotion, because the moment she saw Li Qingxiao, she immediately remembered the Liuyun Sword just now. .
Yes, she was sure that the sword just now was the Liuyun Sword, the treasure of the Liuyun Sword Sect, but it was beyond her surprise that Li Qingxiao could exert such majestic power in his hands.
Until now, she still clearly remembers her father's instructions before his death, "Yan'er, the Liuyun Sword is the treasure of our sect. Since the thirteenth generation of the sect, it has been extremely difficult to understand the Liuyun Sword Technique, not because The words are difficult to decipher, but this is because Liuyun Sword Technique changes with the passage of time. Originally, according to ancestral records, it changes every three thousand years, but now it changes every thirty years. Even the most intelligent genius will never be able to comprehend this in a short period of time. Sword Technique, this is also the reason why his father gave the Liuyun Sword and Liuyun Sword Technique to He Qinnan. After he understood it, he promised his father that he would return it with both hands. At the moment, his father taught the Liuyun Sword Technique to He Qinnan. With you, when He Qinnan comes back one day, he will definitely return to Liuyunjian----"
However, she didn't wait long, and she saw the Liuyun Sword today, but the Liuyun Sword was not in the hands of He Qinnan, but in the hands of Li Qingxiao.
A quarter of an hour later.
Li Qingxiao stood up slowly, looking a little relaxed. It was obvious that he had completely healed his injuries during this period of time.
However, when his eyes glanced at Zhong Qinghe aside, there was a hint of guilt in his eyes. Although Zhong Qinghe's skills were extremely high, without the Heavenly Soul, even if he exhausted 12% of his strength, it was difficult to fully recover.
Thinking of this, Li Qingxiao immediately activated the Green Lotus Art of Creation. The two majestic forces inspired by the three yang and three yin veins and the three birth and three destruction veins were intertwined with each other. After a while, under the simulation of Li Qingxiao's spiritual consciousness, a heaven was formed. The soul instantly disappeared into Zhong Qinghe's Zifu.
Zhong Qinghe is running his true energy with all his strength in order to recover his skills. Although he is still a little ignorant and does not know that his skills cannot be fully restored without the Tianhun, but he has a vague sense that this is the last time he will run at his full strength. If he fails this time, then He stopped immediately.
However, at this juncture, a heavenly soul similar to his own penetrated into his purple mansion. In an instant, the broken meridian channels were built up, and the gurgling inner energy flowed throughout the body, nourishing the meridians throughout the body.
After a while, Zhong Qinghe stopped his skills, stood up, looked at Li Qingxiao, smiled, and cupped his fists: "Thank you, Senior Fang."
Although this Heavenly Soul is not as good as his own, after all, something is worse than nothing. He believes that the reason why Senior Fang simulated the Heavenly Soul for himself is that he must have known the disadvantages of lack of Heavenly Soul to his cultivation.
In the past, he and Mu Feiyao had too limited vision. They only knew that the Heavenly Soul was the soul of destiny. As long as they handed it over, their lives would be controlled by another person.
However, now, his view has completely changed. It turns out that after handing over the Heavenly Soul, he can simulate a similar Heavenly Soul. This requires such advanced cultivation.
Thinking of this, he once again stood in awe of Li Qingxiao. If his thoughts were known to Li Qingxiao, Li Qingxiao would probably only sigh secretly. This was not because of his advanced cultivation, but because of the three lives and three destroying grasses.
As his practice deepened, Li Qingxiao felt more and more that there was still a lot of mana in the three-life-three-annihilation veins generated by the three-life-three-annihilation grass that he had not yet comprehended.
He also firmly believed that the door to the Qinglian world that Nie Wubian's realm of life and death helped him open up was inseparable from the Three Lives and Three Mew Grass, but he couldn't figure out what the specific connection was.
Hearing Zhong Qinghe's words, he calmed down, smiled, took a step forward, and came to an open ground.
Zhong Qinghe and the others followed closely behind, and Zhuang Xinyan was not an unskilled woman. Just imagine how simple it would be for someone who could force Nie Wibian away in the middle stage of the Marrow Cleansing Realm?
She simply took a step forward, knelt down in front of Li Qingxiao with a plop, and said softly: "Senior Fang, I am the only disciple of Liuyun Sword Sect. Liuyun Sword is related to the rise and fall of my Liuyun Sword Sect. I hope——"
But before Zhuang Xinyan could finish speaking, Li Qingxiao interrupted: "Miss Zhuang, I got the Flowing Cloud Sword, no matter who it belonged to before, but now the Flowing Cloud Sword belongs to me, so I can't agree to your request."
If Zhuang Xinyan could kill the Liuyun Sword Sect's formation towards Nie Wubian without any reservation in the fight with Nie Wubian, then Zhong Qinghe would not be injured and he would not take such a big risk.
Li Qingxiao guessed that Zhuang Xinyan seemed to regard the formation as her last resort for escape. Even if the three of them did not come, Nie Wubian would not even think of capturing Zhuang Xinyan here.
As Li Qingxiao expected, Zhuang Xinyan stood up, with an imperceptible smile on her lips. She stepped forward, walked a few steps, got closer to Li Qingxiao, and then said slowly: "Senior Fang, do you know this is Where?"
Hearing Zhuang Xinyan ask this question, Li Qingxiao immediately knew that his guess was indeed correct.
"I heard from Feiyao that this is the former site of Liuyun Sword Sect."
Li Qingxiao said lightly.
"Haha, yes, it is true, but it is not complete. This is the back mountain of Liuyun Sword Sect. It is the place where the sect leader has practiced for many years. It also has an unknown name, called Soul Killing Hall. As the name suggests, once If you activate the great formation here, no matter what level of cultivation a warrior has, no soul will be left in the end. I don’t think you will put the four of you in such a situation."
Li Qingxiao felt contempt in his heart. What he was least afraid of was threats from others. Huan'er was now being protected by Mu Feiyao, so he was not worried.
However, just because he is not worried does not mean that everyone is not worried. Zhong Qinghe and Mu Feiyao have witnessed the glorious history of Liuyun Sword Sect, and they obviously know more than Li Qingxiao. When they heard about the Soul-Slaying Palace, they both The body trembled for a while.
It can be said that the Hall of Killing Souls is the place where the successive masters of the Liuyun Sword Sect have cultivated their thoughts. It is said that it can improve the cultivation of their thoughts. The secret that the outside world does not know is that the Liuyun Sword must be activated by strong thoughts.
Moreover, once a foreign enemy invades this Soul-Slaying Hall, the sect leader can introduce the foreign enemy, activate the Soul-Slaying Formation, and kill them.
No one in the Zhenwu world can withstand the attack of the Soul-Slaying Palace. The reason why Zhuang Tianlu did not introduce He Qinnan was because he wanted to reach a deal with He Qinnan, which was to understand the secret of Liuyun Sword Technique. .
Although Li Qingxiao felt a little ashamed of Zhuang Xinyan's actions, when Zhuang Xinyan mentioned the Soul-Slaying Palace, Zhong Qinghe and Mu Feiyao's reactions, he immediately knew that this Soul-Slaying Palace was anything but ordinary.
However, he was not afraid of this hall. On the contrary, he was able to use his spiritual consciousness here easily, otherwise he would not have scared Nie Wubian away.
What he was worried about was the defensive formation. Once it turned into a trap and kill formation, it would take some time for him to break it. So what would Huan'er do?
"The Soul-Slaying Hall? I don't care. If you have the ability, just show it and let me see it."
Li Qingxiao deliberately only talked about the Soul-Slaying Palace, obviously to ask Zhuang Xinyan to immediately activate the Soul-Slaying Palace's mechanism instead of touching the defense formation's mechanism.
Zhuang Xinyan was still a little younger. As soon as she heard Li Qingxiao's disdain for the Soul-Slaying Palace, she had already forgotten about the defensive formation of the Soul-Slaying Palace.
She snorted and cursed frequently. Countless black threads shot towards Li Qingxiao's sea of consciousness. The black threads carried some kind of irresistible power, appearing and disappearing, making it even more difficult to discern the direction.
At this time, the ruins of a large hall within a radius of a hundred miles were no longer filled with countless black threads, flying all over the sky.
Seeing these black threads, Li Qingxiao immediately activated the consciousness network to firmly protect his sea of consciousness.
When these black threads slowly approached, his soul actually felt like it was being torn apart by these threads. It was an unstoppable fear of death.
Only then did Li Qingxiao understand that these black threads could not only attack the sea of consciousness, but also the soul.
Thinking of this, he immediately cast out the Golden Light Divine Spell, and a golden golden light shield covered his body, blocking the dense threads all over the sky.
Rounds of divine consciousness needles and divine consciousness knives were sacrificed by Li Qingxiao, but before they could get close to these black threads, they were completely engulfed by the black light inspired by the black threads.
Gradually, the black light gradually condensed, and those scattered black threads also condensed in an instant, condensed, and condensed into a black palace, floating in the air.
No wonder Zhuang Xinyan has such confidence. The Soul-Slaying Palace is indeed well-deserved. If he were not a cultivator and had the divine consciousness technique in his body, then he would have become a corpse at this time.
However, Zhuang Xinyan's thoughts were still too weak. If it weren't for the help of the soul thoughts of past Liuyun Sword Sect masters here, Li Qingxiao estimated that Zhuang Xinyan would not be able to activate it so smoothly.
"The Soul-Slaying Palace, done!"
Following Zhuang Xinyan's loud shout, a huge black hall hung directly from mid-air and headed towards Li Qingxiao.
That terrifying murderous intent tore at Li Qingxiao's soul and sea of consciousness. Under this terrifying tearing, he could only feel his body deforming.
It was even more perverted than the soul vortex in the Whirlpool Cave, and even more unbearable for Li Qingxiao.
The Soul-Slaying Palace came to Li Qingxiao in just an instant. Suddenly, the Soul-Slaying Palace released tremendous power, which tightly bound Li Qingxiao.
At this moment, his consciousness could not be used at all, completely enveloped by the black power inspired by the Soul-Slaying Palace.
At the moment when the Soul-Slaying Palace completely covered Li Qingxiao, the Liuyun Sword struck out, and streaks of golden light collided with the Soul-Slaying Palace.
However, the Liuyun Sword, which had lost its spiritual consciousness, was completely inspired by true energy, and had completely lost its previous murderous aura.
Li Qingxiao also understood this in his heart. He was just buying some time for himself. He felt that the speed of the Soul Killing Palace's pressure had slowed down a bit. Taking this opportunity, Li Qingxiao released a message.
As soon as Mu Feiyao, who was waiting quietly, received Li Qingxiao's message, she pulled Zhong Qinghe, rolled up Huan'er who was struggling forward with one hand, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Seeing that Mu Feiyao and others had left, Zhuang Xinyan spat out several mouthfuls of blood. The reason she kept enduring was because she was concerned about the three Mu Feiyao who were aside. Now that the three of them left, they faced being enveloped by the Soul-Slaying Palace. When Li Qingxiao got up, Zhuang Xinyan was not afraid at all.
After spraying out the mouthfuls of blood, Zhuang Xinyan glanced at Li Qingxiao coldly, sneered, and said: "Fang, please hand over the Liuyun Sword now. Maybe I can spare your life. Do you know?" , this Soul-Slaying Palace is actually created by the soul thoughts of the ancestors of our Flowing Cloud Sword Sect. Not to mention you, a warrior of the Spirit Cleansing Realm, even a warrior of the True Pill Realm cannot escape."
Hearing Zhuang Xinyan's words, Li Qingxiao felt contempt at the corner of his mouth. When had he, Li Qingxiao, been afraid? If he hadn't been worried about Mu Feiyao, Zhong Qinghe and Huan'er, how could he have watched himself in jail.
"Zhuang Xinyan, go ahead and dream your big dream. The Liuyun Sword belongs to me, Li Qingxiao. What does it have to do with your Po Liuyun Sword Sect?"
"you--"
Obviously, Zhuang Xinyan was choked by Li Qingxiao's words. Her idea was that as long as Li Qingxiao handed over the Liuyun Sword, she could try her best to take back the Soul-Slaying Palace. As for whether she could take it back in the end, it could only be God's will.
Because once the Soul-Slaying Hall is opened, the opponent must be killed to nourish the murderous spirit of the Soul-Slaying Hall.
However, before Zhuang Xinyan could speak again, a strange scene appeared in front of her.
Li Qingxiao did not choose to run away desperately, but rushed towards the Soul-Slaying Hall.
"How arrogant, seeking death!" Zhuang Xinyan said angrily, the blood at the corner of her mouth not yet drying up.
In the blink of an eye, the black light from the Soul-Slaying Palace had entangled Li Qingxiao and rolled it into the air. When the black light disappeared, the Soul-Slaying Palace and Li Qingxiao disappeared together.
Zhuang Xinyan stared blankly at everything in front of her. Her original intention was not to kill Li Qingxiao, she just wanted to force him to hand over the Liuyun Sword.
As long as she gets the Liuyun Sword and her own Liuyun Sword Technique, I believe she will soon have a new breakthrough in her cultivation and martial arts.
However, this Li Qingxiao was beyond her knowledge. He was so willing to risk his life and not afraid of death.
Now, there was no need for her to stay here for a long time. She had to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise Nie Wubian would come back again and she would die without a burial place.
Inside the Soul-Slaying Hall.
When Li Qingxiao opened his eyes, his whole body was entangled with countless black silk threads. In front of him was an empty square. At the end of the square was a gilded palace with three big words: Soul-Slaying Palace!
He tried to spread his spiritual consciousness, and to his surprise, his spiritual consciousness was unimpeded in it.
Soon, with the movement of his spiritual consciousness, the knife rose up, and with a gurgling murderous intent, it slashed towards all the black threads.
In the blink of an eye, layers of black threads disappeared under the sharp blade of the knife.
The knife kept hovering on the square with a long-lost joy, like a child getting a fun toy.
Li Qingxiao stood up, and the knife immediately flashed over, lingering beside Li Qingxiao. The knife's light reflected the entire square.
"The Soul-Slaying Palace."
Looking at the gilded hall in the distance, Li Qingxiao murmured in his mouth, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart. He just used his spiritual consciousness to explore it. There was no one, no trees, no flowers and plants in this place for tens of thousands of miles, only soil, and This is the gilded hall.
As soon as his consciousness touched the Soul-Slaying Hall, it was bounced back. If he wanted to find out, he could only go there in person.
The door to the Soul-Slaying Hall was open, and only dazzling golden lights could be seen inside. Those golden lights contained a hint of gentleness and compassion.
Seeing this, Li Qingxiao really couldn't figure out why the Soul-Slaying Palace, which was so compassionate and gentle in front of him, erupted with such violent black threads in the outside world.
Just when he wanted to find out, the Liuyun Sword burst into the sky with a sword sound, and even Li Qingxiao couldn't control it.
The sound of swords and the soft golden light of mercy in the Soul-Slaying Palace were intertwined with each other. Li Qingxiao felt a majestic and extremely powerful force rushing out of the Soul-Slaying Palace.
He subconsciously stepped back several hundred feet, but before he could stand still, tens of thousands of golden lights rushed out of the Soul-Slaying Palace, enveloping the Liuyun Sword.
"boom!"
A loud sound came, and then a vague figure stood in the void: a Taoist robe, a Ziwu hairpin on his head, and Shifang boots on his feet. He had kind eyes and white hair, holding a whisk, solemn and solemn.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and glanced at Li Qingxiao in the distance. Then he stared at Liuyun Sword and thousands of golden lights. He chanted incantations and flicked the whisk, and the incantations formed a series of magical talismans, pouring into the flow. Yun Jianzhong.
not good!
Li Qingxiao's heart sank. It was obvious that the old Taoist in front of him wanted to refine the Liuyun Sword and Ten Thousand Golden Lights.
If the old Taoist was just refining ten thousand rays of golden light, but his plans hit him with the Liuyun Sword, then don't blame Li Qingxiao for being rude.
Although he couldn't see the cultivation level of the old Taoist, he could be sure that the cultivation level of the old Taoist was unfathomable, but no matter how unfathomable it was, it was just a shadow clone. Who knows which interface the real old Taoist is in?
Since the old Taoist's cultivation level is unfathomable and he still cares so much about the Flowing Cloud Sword and the thousands of golden lights in the Soul-Slaying Palace, it can only mean that the Flowing Cloud Sword and these golden lights are by no means ordinary treasures.
Thinking of this, Li Qingxiao's heart became hot. He stretched out his hand to hold the knife and circulated his true energy. Tens of thousands of consciousness needles were already struck at Lao Dao.
"Hmph, you're looking for death! This garbage interface, and an ant like you trying to snatch the wheel of life and death from me, is really ridiculous. If it weren't for the knife in your hand, I would kill you as soon as I come."
Li Qingxiao's heart trembled when he heard the old Taoist voice. Sure enough, the old Taoist in front of him was just a shadow. Just saying a word had an impact on his heart.
However, he immediately adjusted his mentality. No matter how powerful the veteran was, he was just a shadow clone. The skills he could perform were limited by the interface. Therefore, Li Qingxiao was not afraid.
On the contrary, Li Qingxiao was extremely lucky at this time. From the words of the old Taoist, he knew that Liuyun Sword was originally made of the wheel of life and death. It seems that this wheel of life and death is not simple. Will the ten thousand golden lights restore Liuyun Sword? Come to the state of the wheel of life and death.
Regardless of these, for now, getting the Liuyun Sword is the truth.
When the consciousness needle passed through Lao Dao, Lao Dao not only did not dodge, but took no precautions at all. He just flicked his fly whisk and uttered spells frequently, and the same Soul-Slaying Palace as before appeared in front of Li Qingxiao.
Looking at the Soul-Slaying Hall, Li Qingxiao immediately realized that everything here was just a game planned by the old Taoist, just to wait for Liuyun Sword to come in.
I don't know if the ancestors of the Liuyun Sword Sect made a mistake or for some other reason. Anyway, none of them brought the Liuyun Sword in, but passed it on, and the Soul-Slaying Hall was only used to deal with enemies.
Seeing Li Qingxiao's sudden realization, the phantom clone nodded, "It's not too stupid after all. Yes, we have laid out more than a dozen interfaces, but it's a pity that the people in these interfaces are too stupid. The Soul-Slaying Hall was originally designed to allow monks to cultivate gods. The Liuyun Sword requires powerful spiritual consciousness, but it’s a pity that no one understands it, what a waste.”
After hearing Lao Dao's words, Li Qingxiao immediately knew that the interface Lao Dao was in must be the world of cultivation, because there was no spiritual consciousness in the ancient martial arts world, only thoughts.
"Stop talking nonsense, you are just a shadow clone. There is no way you can take away Liuyun Sword today."
Since he learned from the old Taoist that Soul-Slaying Hall was for cultivating spiritual consciousness, how could Li Qingxiao miss such a good opportunity.
His consciousness has dispersed and become entangled with the countless black threads emanating from the Soul-Slaying Palace.
At the beginning, just like outside, his consciousness could not bear the tearing of black threads, but after a period of time, his consciousness gradually adapted.
Sure enough, as the old Taoist said, the Soul-Slaying Palace is indeed the best magic weapon for cultivating spiritual consciousness. With the entanglement of spiritual consciousness and black silk thread, Li Qingxiao's spiritual consciousness has been greatly improved, and a series of spiritual consciousness has been formed in the sea of consciousness. silk.
If the Divine Consciousness Net protects one's own Consciousness Sea, then the Divine Consciousness Threads completely binds the opponent's Consciousness Sea.
Amazing!
Li Qingxiao couldn't help but admire in his heart. Seeing that his spiritual consciousness was almost cultivated and the black threads in the Soul-Slaying Hall were getting less and less, Li Qingxiao simply gave up.
Just at this moment, an explosion sound came, and the Liuyun Sword had already twisted under the golden light, gradually forming a wheel, like a compass, growing larger and smaller, floating in mid-air.
Seeing the greed in the old Taoist's eyes, Li Qingxiao immediately realized that he had successfully tempered the wheel of life and death.
Next, it is estimated that the wheel of life and death needs to be recognized as its owner or that the wheel of life and death can be brought back to the interface of the old Taoist body.
Want to leave? Beautiful thought.
Li Qingxiao didn't have time to think too much, and punched the Soul-Slaying Hall. After a roar, he defeated the Soul-Slaying Hall.
He couldn't understand that the power of the Soul-Slaying Palace here was so vulnerable. If he had known this, he should have tempered his consciousness outside.
Seeing that the work was almost done, the old Taoist felt ecstatic in his heart. He could follow Li Qingxiao to defeat the Soul-Slaying Hall with one punch, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in the old Taoist's eyes.
"Very good. Before I take back the wheel of life and death, I will refine you first. It's just a pity that the knife is there."
After saying that, he flicked his whisk, and thousands of white threads rushed towards Li Qingxiao. Facing these white threads, Li Qingxiao felt that they were more terrifying than the black threads in the Soul-Slaying Palace.
However, he immediately understood that the white silk thread and the black silk thread were the magic weapons of the veteran.
"Kill me!"
Li Qingxiao held the knife in his hand, jumped out, and slashed at the thousands of white threads coming towards him.
Whether it is white silk thread or black silk thread, when it encounters the knife, it is like fire meeting water, and they all dissipate in the air.
"It is indeed the Purple Moon Knife. Where did you get this knife? Tell me now----"
But before the phantom clone could finish speaking, Li Qingxiao had already rushed in front of him, slashed with his sword, and the phantom clone disappeared into thin air.
After killing the phantom clone, Li Qingxiao came to the wheel of life and death in one step. With a wave of his knife, a few drops of blood splashed onto the wheel of life and death.
It turns out that Liuyun Sword has recognized Li Qingxiao as its master, and the Wheel of Life and Death is the body of Liuyun Sword, so as soon as Li Qingxiao's blood falls, the Wheel of Life and Death flies towards Li Qingxiao.
Taking the wheel of life and death, he held it in his hand and thought about it repeatedly. It was just a golden compass. Li Qingxiao sighed. He really couldn't figure out what the function of this wheel of life and death was.
It is the most maddening thing to have a product but no instructions. This is the situation for Li Qingxiao at the moment.
After a while, Li Qingxiao simply put the wheel of life and death into the space bag without thinking. He did not dare to put it into the Qinglian world again. The Qing'er, the tool spirit inside, was not something he could control. Maybe, the tool spirit Qing'er is still plotting against him.
"Purple Moon Sword?"
Looking at the knife standing in the air in front of him, Li Qingxiao murmured, and learned from the old Taoist that this knife was originally called the Purple Moon Knife.
However, judging from the white light of the sword, it seems to have nothing to do with purple, but if you look closely, it really looks like a crescent moon.
Putting away the Purple Moon Sword, he entered the Soul-Slaying Hall with a single stride. He wanted to see if there was anything in there that could help him improve his consciousness.
As soon as he entered the Soul-Slaying Hall, a rotten smell hit his nostrils. Then what caught Li Qingxiao's eyes were piles of white bones. Above the white bones were layers of silk threads, black and white intertwined.
What surprised Li Qingxiao even more was that golden rays of light shot out from these black and white silk threads, and all of these golden rays were absorbed by a statue in the center of the hall.
The huge gilded statue is of an old Taoist. He is holding a whisk in his hand and has kind eyes. It turns out to be that old Taoist.
The old Taoist statue absorbed these golden rays of light, and after the whole body circulated, thousands of golden rays of light shot out from the Soul-Slaying Hall.
Could it be that these bones are the heads of the Liuyun Sword Sect in the past? Or is it the hostile force attacking Liuyun Sword Sect?
However, Li Qingxiao understood that no matter which side they were from, the cultivation of these bones during their lifetimes was not weak. They could be said to be the pinnacle of the Zhenwu Continent, but in the Soul-Slaying Palace, they were nothing more than lambs to be slaughtered.
So what is the matter with the black and white threads on these bones, and why does this veteran statue have such magical power? Could it be the hiding place of the phantom clone?
Thinking of this, he tried to open his spiritual consciousness. If his divine consciousness didn't work here, he would leave immediately.
However, what excited him was that after entering the Soul-Suppressing Hall, his consciousness was not hindered at all, and he easily pulled out the newly unlocked strands of consciousness.
Threads of divine consciousness passed through the statue, and the meridians inside were running rapidly, just like a living person.
Seeing this, Li Qingxiao frowned. Could it be that this statue is the true form of the old Taoist? Perhaps it was sealed by some great power and could only rely on a phantom clone to move around?
However, he quickly rejected this idea because he felt that an inexplicable murderous intention was coming towards him.
Li Qingxiao's heart trembled. Ever since he practiced the Green Lotus Art of Creation, he was much more sensitive to any murderous intentions from the outside world than others.
Before he could take any precautions, there was a loud "boom" and the statue exploded, instantly turning the Soul-Slaying Hall into nothing.
The moment the statue exploded, Li Qingxiao escaped and disappeared from the spot.
Three days later.
Thousands of meters underground, Li Qingxiao sat cross-legged, the blood at the corner of his mouth had dried up, and the true energy in his meridians was running slowly.
To this day, he is still a little afraid of the statue. Even though he has already sensed the danger, he still has not escaped the terrifying self-destruction.
He was convinced that it was the self-destruction of the statue, obviously in order to die with him. Now he could only say that he was lucky to have saved his life.
However, the internal injuries caused by the explosion of the idol have not been healed for a long time. Especially since he started running the Green Lotus Art of Creation, his Dantian has been shrinking. If he continues to run it forcefully, he believes that his Dantian will disappear.
how so?
Li Qingxiao frowned and thought hard, but could not find a solution. The true energy in Dantian could not be provided to the whole body, so even if his cultivation was infinitely close to the Marrow Cleansing Realm and he had rich combat experience, the strength he could display was only It’s just a spiritual cleansing state.
Fortunately, his spiritual consciousness has been tempered, and the spiritual consciousness thread is a unique skill. He believes that in the Zhenwu Continent, no mind technique can surpass him.
The four divine consciousness skills of the divine consciousness knife, the divine consciousness needle, the divine consciousness net, and the divine consciousness thread, at least until now, are unmatched by anyone. He firmly believes that even if he encounters a strong person in the true spiritual realm, he will not be afraid. .
After he ran Xiao Zhoutian a few more times, Li Qingxiao stood up slowly and shook his head. It seemed that the injury to Dantian would not heal soon, and he couldn't stay underground forever.
If you go out and look for resources, you may have a chance. If you sit back and wait for death, it is tantamount to committing suicide slowly.
Thinking of this, Li Qingxiao collected his skills, dispersed his spiritual consciousness, and used the Earth Escape Technique again. In just a moment, he was already standing on the mountainside of a mountain.
As soon as he stood firm, he saw a girl in yellow running towards him. When she passed by Li Qingxiao, she laughed and said casually: "You are really interesting. The sect finally managed to get into Mangdang Mountain." You have a quota for experience, but you are in a daze on the mountainside, hahaha---"
Before Li Qingxiao could answer, the girl in yellow had already rushed towards the top of the mountain.
"The fourth level of the spiritual cleansing realm."
Li Qingxiao looked at the direction the girl in yellow was leaving and said lightly.
As for what Mangdang Mountain is, Li Qingxiao hasn't seen it yet, but after being reminded by the girl in yellow, Li Qingxiao immediately activated his true energy. The aura here is indeed extraordinary.
Due to the internal injury in his Dantian, he did not dare to activate his true energy. Therefore, after operating for a moment, he immediately retracted it and walked towards the direction where the girl in yellow disappeared.
"Senior Sister Qiu, wait for me." The girl in yellow shouted when she saw the woman in white in front of her.
"Junior sister Ling, how did you promise the master when you came in? You join in the excitement when you see it. Don't you know the master's warning?"
The woman who called Senior Sister Qiu slowed down and said in a somewhat angry tone.
Hearing Senior Sister Qiu's slightly angry tone, the woman in yellow immediately rushed forward, came to Senior Sister Qiu, giggled, stretched out her hands to stop Senior Sister Qiu: "Senior Sister Qiu, Ling'er knows that she was wrong. I won't do it again." Isn’t it okay to go to a place with a lot of people? But the best spiritual grass magic weapons are all in places with a lot of people."
Seeing Junior Sister Ling's well-behaved but unwilling look, the anger in Senior Sister Qiu's heart was mostly gone. Isn't that what she had in mind?
But, what kind of sect is their Cao Dan Sect? It's just a third-class sect. It's lucky that it hasn't been swallowed up by other sects. How can it have the strength to snatch the best spiritual herbs and magic weapons?
This time, the two quotas were just a reward from Luoyue Palace after Master Qi Wenwen refined some fine Qingyun Pills for Luoyue Palace.
However, the Mangdang Mountain trial only allows monks below the Spirit Cleansing Realm. Master Qi Wenwen is already in the middle stage of the Marrow Cleansing Realm and is no longer qualified to enter Mangdang Mountain.
Legend has it that Mangdang Mountain is the dojo of ancient saints. It is full of spiritual energy, various spiritual herbs, and countless magical weapons.
However, as the experience of Mangdang Mountain continues to open up, over the past thousands of years, the spiritual herbs and magic weapons inside have been less than one-tenth of their original size.
Therefore, the disciples of various sects, especially the sects with close ties, have maps and jade slips given by their elders, which clearly indicate the locations where spiritual herbs and magic weapons often appear.
For alchemy sects like the Cao Dan Sect, the number of times you come in is just to try your luck and broaden your horizons. Being able to escape alive is the biggest gain.
You must know that those who can enter the Mangdang Mountain trial are all core disciples of various sects. They are the key training targets of the sect. Their cultivation and martial arts skills will naturally not be bad, and none of these disciples who come in does not have the personal support provided by the sect. Where is the magic weapon?
Of course, except for the Cao Dan Sect, there are only three people in the entire sect. In addition to the master Qi Wenwen, they are the sisters Yan Ruoqiu and Yan Ruoling.
In the Dusheng Continent, it is estimated that sects such as the Cao Dan Sect no longer exist. However, since the Cao Dan Sect focuses on alchemy, and the masters of the Dusheng Continent who were able to refine alchemy suffered countless casualties and destroyed all their classics in a catastrophe a thousand years ago. Therefore, the level of alchemy in Dusheng Continent is very low, and many elixirs need to be purchased from neighboring continents.
Things are rare and valuable, so the Cao Alchemy Sect has been preserved. However, due to the large amount of energy required to make alchemy, some qualified monks are not willing to choose alchemy, and are more willing to practice martial arts. Therefore, the alchemy sect in the entire Dusheng Continent has Gradually decline.
"Junior Sister Ling, our Cao Dan Sect's strength is declining. So what if we have superior spiritual grass? What if we have superior magical weapons? Can we compete with those warriors from superior sects or even special sects? Remember, we Coming in will broaden your horizons, and even if you get nothing in the end, as long as you get out alive, it will be a big gain."
Hearing Senior Sister Qiu's sincere words, Yan Ruoling nodded, her yellow dress fluttering in the breeze, looking so handsome.
As the sun set, the fiery red sunlight illuminated the entire valley, and three figures came quickly.
Before Yan Ruoqiu and Yan Ruoling could react, they saw three men already standing in front of them.
"Senior brother, how is this little girl?" A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks smiled, pointed at Yan Ruoling, and said to the man next to him.
The man glanced at Yan Ruoling, with a smile on his lips. He took a step forward and smiled: "Yes, it would be good to take it back and make a furnace."
Furnace?
Hearing the man's words, Yan Ruoqiu and Yan Ruoling were shocked. Who in Dusheng Continent didn't know about the furnace? As men's training tools, many female warriors were forced to make cauldrons. Without personal freedom, they could only submit and practice with men, providing their pure yin energy for men to practice in order to improve their cultivation.
Yan Ruoqiu and Yan Ruoling stepped back, subconsciously trying to escape, but before they could use their Qi, two men had blocked them. Three men surrounded Yan Ruoqiu and Yan Ruoling, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. .
