Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 111 Passing Qingyang Mountain

Qingyang Mountain is still the same as usual, filled with green smoke, and the spiritual mist is even more lingering. There is a clear charm of the home of immortality in it, which is extraordinary.

On this day, another spirit crane passed by outside Qingyang Mountain. It is not unusual to say that it is a spirit crane. But it's not from Qingyangmen.

The spirit crane went around, appearing and disappearing in the spiritual mist, but there was indeed a young man standing upright on it, the young man was dressed in bluish-white clothes, definitely not Qingyangmen's attire, but Wanjianmen's.

Yes, this person was exactly Song Qing who had been in the red copper mine for three years and was about to return to the mountain gate.

Song Qing stood proudly on the back of the spirit crane, with his arms behind his back, following the spirit crane in the spirit mist, appearing and disappearing, like a fairy.

However, Song Qing didn't pay attention to these things. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Qingyang Mountain not far away, thoughtfully.

"Will you meet her again?"

Asking silently in his heart, Song Qing couldn't help but flashed a beautiful figure in front of his eyes, Duanmu Yaoer, that mysterious girl, will he meet again by chance like last time?

Thinking leisurely in his heart, Song Qing subconsciously controlled Linghe and flew down.

Although Song Qing was a disciple of Wanjian Sect, he could not stay at will in the territory of the other four great immortal sects unless there were special circumstances.

But Song Qing forgot this rule and even lowered the Linghe.

The spirit crane fluttered its wings, and slowly descended from the sky above, and finally landed on the grass in front of a forest.

Song Qing turned over and got off the Linghe. He took a few steps lightly before, with his hands behind his back, and raised his eyes to look at the majestic Qingyang Mountain in front of him.

This Qingyang Mountain is probably similar to Wanjian Mountain, a majestic and magnificent main peak, and the rest are numerous beautiful peaks for building foundations and opening caves.

What surprised Song Qing was that the defense of Qingyangmen seemed to be very loose. He stood on the grass for about a stick of incense, but was not noticed by the disciples of Qingyangmen.

However, Song Qing didn't care about these things, and at this moment, he felt sad for a while.

"Sure enough, it still can't be like last time."

Song Qing sighed lowly, he stood outside Qingyang Mountain for a stick of incense, but he still didn't get to see Duanmu Yao'er as he wished.

"Xiaoqing, hurry up and go back to Wanjianmen to tidy up so that you can participate in the big trial. After all, you are already at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm, and now you only need the Foundation Establishment Pill to break through the Foundation Establishment Realm."

Soon Tianlang's voice came out from the Langye Sword, urging Song Qing to express the urgent need.

"Okay, but Tianlang, why do you want to use the breath restraint technique to take away part of your cultivation?"

Hearing Tianlang's urging voice, Song Qing knew that the former was for his own benefit. After all, he was on someone else's land now, so he was not sure when he would be discovered by others, so he didn't act pretentiously, nodded and agreed. , but turned around to look at Qingyang Mountain again, then turned on Linghe, and at the same time asked Tianlang through sound transmission.

"Wow!"

The spirit crane gave a clear cry, then flapped its wings, and immediately lifted into the sky, and reached the sky in less than half a moment, and it was Tianlang's voice that was transmitted through the Langya sword again.

"To prevent people with ulterior motives... and there will be other unexpected magical effects. As for the magical effects, you will know later."

Tianlang's calm voice came out from the Langye Sword, but then he seemed to think of something, chuckled lightly, and said to Song Qing's sound transmission quite playfully.

"Oh? Unexpected magical effect? ​​Then why not hide your cultivation to the middle stage of Qi Refining Realm instead of only concentrating on the seventh level of Qi Refining?"

Song Qing didn't care about what Tianlang said first to prevent others, because he also knew the truth, but then when Tianlang said that there would be an unexpected magical effect, he couldn't help being far away, a little surprised Asked Tianlang through sound transmission.

"Xiaoqing, if I remember correctly, Wanjianmen disciples must have a late-stage Qi Refining Realm cultivation level if they want to participate in the Great Trial?"

For Song Qing's question, Tianlang did not answer directly, but asked Song Qing a question in a playful manner.

"That's right."

Song Qing was stunned for a while, but he forgot about this, and now he just nodded with a blushing face.

Of course, these were just a small episode of going back to Wanjianmen. After that, Song Qing began to concentrate on his journey, and Tianlang didn't make any noise, presumably he was practicing in Langye Sword.

In this way, Song Qing rode on Linghe for nearly six hours before rushing back to Wanjian Mountain.

However, when Song Qing worked hard to rush back to Wanjian Mountain, he didn't know that a green glow rose into the sky from Qingyang Mountain, and it came to the grassland where Song Qing stayed before in a moment.

Lowered the sword light, suppressed the blue light, but it was Duanmu Yao'er.

Duanmu Yao'er put away the spirit sword, and sat casually on the grass, looking up at the blue sky, as if looking for something in the sky filled with spiritual mist.

The setting sun gradually set on the western mountain, and the beautiful figure on the grass rose up, looking a little bleak under the red sun.

"Looks like he's gone long ago."

Duanmu Yao'er lightly opened her white teeth, read aloud softly, then seemed to have a feeling, turned her head to look in the direction of Qingyang Mountain, and a burst of fire burst out.

Duanmu Yao'er stretched out her jade hand, twisted her two fingers towards the fire light, suddenly captured the fire light between her fingers, and then threw it into the air in front of her, the fire light disintegrated immediately, followed by a strong middle-aged man's fist The voice came out.

"Yao'er, come back to Qingyang Palace, I want to test how about your "Qingxun Sword Art"."

After that unquestionable voice finished speaking, all the flames also dissipated.

"Father really is."

After hearing what the voice said, Duanmu Yao'er's delicate willow eyebrows could not help but frowned slightly, and she complained, but she didn't stay here anymore, she slapped the storage bag, and took out a spirit sword, Holding the sword formula in her jade hand, she muttered something.

The spirit sword in Duanmu Yaoeryu's hand immediately rose sharply, and it reached Zhang Xu in an instant, floating in the air. Duanmu Yaoeryu stepped on the blue light spirit sword, suddenly turned into a green light, and flew away.

But Song Qing didn't know anything about this, otherwise he would have risked being discovered by the disciples of Qingyangmen, and stayed on the grass for an extra hour or three quarters.

And now, Song Qing is also stepping on the spirit crane, and in front of his eyes is the huge stone sword and the sharp sword spirit of Wanjian Mountain.

Song Qingshuang was behind him, looking at Wanjian Mountain which was getting closer and closer, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

After three years, it's finally back.

However, while Song Qing raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes were full of brilliance. In this Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, there were still some grievances and grievances that needed to be sorted out.

"Sima Yi, thanks to you, but I will repay you double, junior."

(End of this chapter)