My talent is resurrection

Chapter 457 Birth
If someone looked down from the height of the sky in Middle-Earth China, they would be able to see a black arc of light, shuttling through the boundary of Middle-Earth China very quickly, within two days, it had almost crossed half of it.

Just nobody.

Moreover, the demon master buried Chen Jiu's body and aura with great supernatural powers, and the surrounding monks could not feel it.

In the territory of Middle-earth China, it is difficult, if not impossible, to hide the aura of the great monster.

Because the monster aura comes from the way of heaven and cannot be hidden.

Chen Jiu was different, he was a human being, he just needed to hide his whereabouts.

So the demon master told Chen Jiu to go forward at full speed without worrying about it.

Chen Jiu moved quickly, his pupils shone with golden light, he was thinking about something, he wanted to come to Middle-earth China just to get the sword, but the demon master would definitely let him see his old friend.

Chen Jiu is not stupid, he knows what the demon master is planning, and even if he has calculated it, he will definitely come.

He really couldn't let go of his senior brother's flying sword, not because he wanted to get the sword, but because he wanted to take a look at it and help the flying sword choose a good owner.

Or maybe...when he saw the flying sword, he could still see the remnant soul of his senior brother?
Chen Jiu knew that this might be his imagination, but he couldn't help it, and even agreed to the demon master's request to live in his heart lake.

Now that he has come to Middle-earth China, he just wants to avoid involving other people, especially his old friend.

For example Zhou Xian.

Even though he thought so, Chen Jiu already vaguely felt that Zhou Xian would definitely be there, not only Zhou Xian.

His expression under the mask was serious, and his clothes were rattled by the wind as he moved forward at an extreme speed, and he was about to melt into the long river of time.

First bite the bullet and go have a look, if it doesn't work, slip away as soon as possible.

The sorcerer is nothing more than trying to break his state of mind, seize his soul, and seize his body. This is a game between him and the sorcerer.

Chen Jiu exhaled and said silently.

"Normal heart, ordinary heart..."

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The pattern of Pingbei Jiantu taking swords has probably been settled, led by the sword master Zi Wu Sanjian, followed by several sword immortals.

Li Xian looked weaker in front of these sword celestial beings, but it wasn't that his talent was weak, it was just his realm.

But Xianma supported Li Xian very much, and even sat beside him, asking with a smile.

"You know Chen Jiu, what is your relationship?"

Li Xian nodded, remained silent for a while, and replied, "It should be considered a half-brother."

Xian Ma was also silent for a while, and agreed: "That should be regarded as a real brother."

Li Xian froze for a moment, then nodded.

Xian Ma laughed, "That's easy to say, Chen Jiu is my little Taoist celestial master, the person who will carry the cauldron in the future, you are Chen Jiu's brother, naturally you can be regarded as half a Taoist disciple, we are a family, as a meeting gift, I will use this fairy sword for you."

Li Xian shook his head, pointed to the giant flying sword behind him, and said, "I don't need it. I already have a flying sword. I just want to take this sword back to Chen Jiu, because it's his brother's flying sword."

Xian Ma clapped his hands, "That's right, then I should hold it for you first."

Li Xian frowned, feeling something was wrong, wanted to explain again, but couldn't.

The fresh horse leaned slightly towards Li Xian's side, using secret techniques to transmit sound.

"If you want to get the sword, I have two methods here. First, I will directly pinch a few spells and hide them on you. Use them if you have something to do. These people who beat the academy don't need to be fair and just, just beat them to death. .”

"Second, I will give you a secret treasure directly, which can affect the long river of time and is extremely useful, but it may not be as simple as the first method."

Li Xian thought for a moment, then shook his head, "I want to get the sword by myself."

Now it was Xianma's turn to be stunned, a little uncertain about Li Xian, and asked, "Are you very good?"

Li Xian shook his head again: "I don't know either."

Xian Ma wondered, "Then why don't you want anything?"

"I want to be on my own."

"Are you sure?"

"No."

Xianma was even more puzzled, "What if I didn't get it?"

Li Xian's eyes sparkled, and he said firmly, "I will definitely get it back."

Very confident tone.

Xianma didn't say any more, and let him do it. Anyway, even if he didn't get the sword, he would have his own way to deal with it later.

This sword is Taoist, there is no doubt about it.

At noon on the third day, when the imagery of heaven and earth was the strongest, Pingbei Jiantu's sword intent began to vibrate, floating in the sky and earth.

All the sword celestial beings are in high spirits, ready to grab the sword at any time.

Although Xue Gongwu has the highest talent in the three swords, but the highest talent does not mean that he will definitely be able to take the sword, and he has to fight.

All sword celestial beings fight in a melee, and every sword celestial has the possibility to get a sword, but this may be greater or lesser.

Sword Immortals have spirits, otherwise they would not be Sword Immortals. Now that the chance of the Immortal Sword being born is in front of them, they have to consider whether this is their only chance in this life.

Snatching this flying sword will offend Xue Gong and Wu Sanjian, but so what, if you really get the fairy sword, these are secondary, at worst, choose one side to join with superficial attitude.

I believe that the academy and Taoism will welcome a sword fairy with a fairy sword.

Wait until noon is the highest hour.

Pingbei Jiantu's sword intent began to tremble every inch, and even made a crackling sound in the air.

All the sword fairies tightened their expressions.

The blade of the fairy sword "Guang Yin" suddenly flashed, and it reflected the fierce sun under it, shining a strong light.

An extremely clear sword cry.

The fairy sword is born!
The first person to react and make a move was an eleventh-level sword fairy, following the sword intent upwards, with sword energy in his mouth, he spat backwards, sealing the way he came from.

The sword celestials who came after him were not afraid of the sword energy, broke through it with strength, and caught up one after another.

The fairy sword went straight to the sky, and pulled out an extremely long upward arc in Middle-earth China.

Under the arc light, sword immortals came one after another, with more than ten sword intents, fighting each other while following the arc light.

Wu Sanjian chased Yu Qianqian, as the sword fairy with the highest talent, he naturally received the most "care", which made him almost cursed.

The first one to touch the fairy sword was the eleventh-level sword fairy who set off first, but he only touched it, and was soon surrounded and killed by the rest of the sword fairy who was chasing him, and had to let go of the fairy sword.

In the scuffle and fight, there was a sword intent arc that couldn't hold on and fell down, which meant that the sword fairy was exhausted.

A figure of Yujian came from behind, and the huge sword body was extremely eye-catching.

This person shuttled from many arcs of sword intent, let the sword energy sweep across, regardless of the injury, the giant sword body was golden, as if suddenly pulled out for a moment, before the sword immortals could react, they directly grabbed the fairy sword.

Almost at the same time, more than ten sword qi slashed towards Li Xian.

The giant under Li Xian's feet once again condensed the golden light, like magical powers shrunk to an inch, flickered for a moment, and continued to fly upwards with the fairy sword.

Even so, he was still slashed with two sword qi, blood was spit on the skirt of his clothes, and the sword qi was a little weaker.

The fairy sword is not something easy to subdue, so it led the injured Li Xian to continue to rise towards the sky.

Li Xian tightly gripped the hilt of the sword with his palm, and he never let go even though his flesh and blood were twisted by the sword intent of the fairy sword.

He just knows.

He wanted to bring the sword to Chen Jiu.

Thousands of miles away, there is a pitch-black arc, rushing towards it like a meteor.

(End of this chapter)