Breaking the Void and Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 150 Yi Yun

"Yu Jian!" Yin Xiuxuan exclaimed in his heart, he had thought of many ways to go to Yi Yunzong's sect, but he never thought that it would be Yu Jian.

The skill of controlling the sword can be regarded as one of the hallmarks of immortal cultivators, and the yearning for the sky is also the unique ability of immortals in the stories Yin Xiuxuan has heard since childhood.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Yin Xiuxuan leaped onto the sword, and then the casual cultivator followed.

Stepping on the sword, Yin Xiuxuan only felt a sticking force from the sole of his feet. Originally, he wanted to fix his figure, but he didn't expect to solve it without thinking of a way by himself.

The yellow-faced monk stood on the tip of the sword, glanced at the others, and said, "Sword!"

The white-faced monk and the five disciples in Tsing Yi swung their sleeves and flew out their long swords.Only the white-faced monk lightly reprimanded and widened the long sword several times, which was similar in size to the yellow-faced monk's feet.

The other disciples only made the long sword a little bit bigger, barely able to stand two people, and the brilliance was much dimmer, obviously a bit stretched.Compared with the freehand brushwork of the two Foundation Establishment cultivators, the five Tsing Yi disciples were very cautious, which shows the difference in cultivation.

The white-faced cultivator also had two people standing on his sword, while the other disciples in green clothes had one person on their swords. As for the female disciple in plain clothes, she didn't draw out her sword, obviously she wasn't planning to bring anyone along.

Seeing that everyone was using the flying swords, the yellow-faced monk yelled softly: "Let's go!" First he brought the flying swords into a rainbow and flew away.

The white-faced monk followed closely behind, followed by five disciples in green clothes, and finally the female disciple in plain clothes rolled up her long sleeves and flew out a green flying sword, wrapping her body and flying towards the sky.

Stepping on the flying sword, Yin Xiuxuan only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he jumped into the air from the ground, and stopped firmly between the clouds and mist.

Yin Xiuxuan looked down distractedly, several sword lights flew upwards, and came into the clouds with a whistling, it was the white-faced cultivator and six Yi Yunzong disciples.

"There's nothing more to do here, I'll go!" said the yellow-faced monk, who was about to urge the flying sword.

"Master, wait a minute!" the woman in plain clothes shouted hastily.

"What's the matter?" the white-faced monk asked with an unhealed expression, and the yellow-faced monk also pretended.

The female disciple in Su Yi seemed a little nervous, and Nuonuo said: "It's not that the disciple has something to do, but that Junior Sister Yu has something to do and entrusted me to do it!"

"Nephew Yu!" The white-faced monk heard the words, his face softened a little, and he said, "What did she entrust you with?"

The plain-clothed woman frowned slightly, as if she didn't want to say it. The yellow-faced monk saw him and said, "In that case, go and come back quickly. I'm not going fast enough to bring someone to control the sword. I'll catch up after I'm done." That's it!" Said, without looking back, he drove the flying sword and flew away through the air.

Seeing that the yellow-faced monk opened his mouth, the white-faced monk shook his head and walked away with his sword, followed by the five disciples in green clothes with their flying swords.

After flying for half a stick of incense, a white barrier appeared in front of him blocking the way, as if saying that the way was impassable.

"Duh!" The yellow-faced monk waved his finger, and a ray of colored light flew out from between his fingers, hitting the white barrier, and suddenly opened a breach in a radius of ten feet.

Straightening his sleeves, looking at the six sword lights catching up behind him, the yellow-faced monk smiled slightly, and the flying sword of the royal envoy passed through the gap, and then the six sword lights saw the breach, so he didn't need to exert any more force, and he flew out with a whistling sound. Pass through the breach, and fly south with the flying sword of the yellow-faced monk.

Yin Xiuxuan looked back and saw that the six flying swords were chasing after him, but the place where he came out just now was completely empty, and there was no gap there.

"It's just a blindfold!" Suddenly, a voice came from Yin Xiuxuan's ear and said.

Yin Xiuxuan was stunned, and looked back. The monk behind him seemed to be doing something with all his strength, his eyes were closed, his face was full of tension, and he couldn't take care of himself. How could he talk to him.

Just as he turned his head, the yellow-faced monk in front of him was looking at him with a very playful expression.

"But senior is talking to me?" Yin Xiuxuan asked very respectfully.

The yellow-faced monk smiled slightly, turned his head away, and then a voice came into Yin Xiuxuan's ears, "You are now a disciple of my Yi Yunzong's outer sect, so you can call me Uncle Shi, and you will enter the late stage of Qi training later. If you can enter the inner sect, you can just change your title."

Yin Xiuxuan nodded respectfully when he heard the words, and said, "Disciple Yin Xiuxuan, I have met Uncle Shi!"

When the monk surnamed Shi heard the words, he nodded slightly, and then came over via voice transmission, "The cloud layer we passed through just now is just a cover-up for the people who created the world of cultivating immortals. There is a way out, and you will meet in the future."

Hearing this, Yin Xiuxuan murmured in his heart, this Shi Shishu just met him two or three times, and the past was nothing more than that Yunmeng Token, but in just a few words, he seemed to have high expectations of himself, but it was Do not know why.

"Thank you Uncle Shi for your teaching!"

"Can you tell me where you got that Yunmeng order?"

Yin Xiuxuan was taken aback, it was this Uncle Shi who asked not to mention the origin of Yunmeng Order, and now he is the one who asked again.This Yunmeng Order was originally unclear, so Yin Xiuxuan could only vaguely say: "I entered a cave at the beginning, and I got it by accident!"

Unexpectedly, Uncle Shi let out a long sigh, "The former Yunmeng meritorious people are gone!" After that, there was no more sound.

Yin Xiuxuan didn't understand the meaning of this cheap uncle. Since the other party didn't ask any more questions, it was just in line with his wishes. Naturally, he wouldn't say anything boring, so he closed his mouth tightly, feeling the feeling of Yujian .

Strange to say, the sword light was several times faster than the feather arrow, and there were countless winds in the sky that scattered and gathered the clouds, but Yin Xiuxuan didn't feel any wind blowing on his face at all.

Looking up at the flying sword controlled by a disciple in Tsing Yi not far away, Yin Xiuxuan discovered the mystery in it. It turned out that the sword light under the disciple's feet always cut through the wind before the flying sword, forming a layer of air flow on the sword The protective film prevents the strong wind from blowing on the sword.

Thinking about how he would use the magic weapon to fly into the sky in the future, Yin Xiuxuan couldn't help showing a bit of bitterness.

The magic weapon that can be used to control the sword and fly to the sky must be at least middle-grade or above, but the middle-grade magic weapon that can be used in his hand is only the set of nine sons and mothers.

Although the evil iron ring is not inferior to Feijian in terms of attack and defense, but it is difficult to cut through the wind like Feijian if you are talking about flying swords. suffered a lot.

Thinking of this, Yin Xiuxuan touched the storage bag at his waist, and secretly made up his mind that he must forge a suitable flying sword when he entered the seventh level of Qi training.

Just when Yin Xiuxuan was thinking wildly, the female disciple who went to work had already returned.After the monk surnamed Shi gave an order, everyone urged their speed and flew towards the south.

After flying like this for about a day, everyone found a mountain and lowered Jianguang to rest for a night, and then they went on their way again.

Walking and stopping like this, for about ten days, Yin Xiuxuan only felt that he and others were plunged into an invisible net, and nothing could be seen in the haze, and then a strong spiritual energy rushed towards his face.

"This is the realm of cultivating immortals!" Yin Xiuxuan yelled wildly in his heart. He was traveling in the mortal world these days, and he could especially feel the abundance of this spiritual energy, which was even stronger than that of the dragon city monsters.

The monk surnamed Shi seemed to understand the doubts of the scattered cultivators, and said calmly: "This is where my Yi Yun sect is located, one of the three major realms of cultivating immortals, Yi Yun's realm of cultivating immortals!"