Xiuxian sect system

Chapter 232

(seeking collection, seeking recommendation)

According to the casual practitioner of Qi training, Yuling and Yuying, master and apprentice, found a valley on the outskirts of the Lingxuan Mountains, which looked like a lofty city. Moss and vines.

"Go up and have a look," Yuling pointed at the stone tablet, and walked forward slowly, Yuying followed closely behind, approaching the stone tablet, he raised his right hand lightly, at the corner of the valley, a welcoming pine branch on the cliff clicked With a snap, it was exactly three feet long, and fell into Yuling's hands. With his arm raised, he lifted the vines from the stele.

"Buried Sword Valley", Yuying walked into the stone tablet cautiously, read out the handwriting on the stone tablet softly, her eyes turned and fell on Yu Ling's face.

He threw out the wooden branch in his hand and inserted it far above the mountain wall. He opened his eyes and saw the valley. The entire interior of the Burial Sword Valley was filled with luxuriant grass. From time to time, there were one or two broken swords inserted on the ground. There were ancient trees and strange flowers. Not countable.

"Go in and have a look", Yuling frowned, he could feel that the aura around him was stronger than the outside world, but it was in a state of chaos, wandering around, he walked slowly into it, followed by Yuying.

After not taking a few steps forward, Yu Ling stopped and greeted Yu Ying with puzzled eyes, "What's wrong?"

"The soul of the sword is still alive. These swords have the spirit of the sword. Before they are broken, they should be spiritual weapons containing the spirit of the sword." Yuling waved his right hand, and the sword of time behind him clanged and flew out of the scabbard. The indifferent girl in blue Huanhua aside: "Although the sword soul is there, but there is no trace of sword soul intuition, it should have turned into an undead."

"Sword of undead" Yuying showed doubts. After all, the idea of ​​"swording of undead" is too absurd. She swung her right hand down, and ice crystals covered her entire arm, extending an icicle. The icicle shattered, and an ice blue long sword appeared. And it was Yuying's natal flying sword, Bingji.

Bingji, made of many ice, snow and cold stones, and a thousand-year-old black iron. When casting, thousands of miles of snow, thousands of miles of ice, this sword is in one place, thousands of miles of cold air gathers on this sword, and the sky is frozen, so it is named Bingji. Ji, the sword is three feet and four inches long, and the body of the sword is icy blue, like a piece of ice, which is cold to the touch.

Due to the addition of the Ningfeng Sword, the Suiyue Sword Spirit really took shape, and Yu Ling was not the only one who heard the words of the Sui Yue Sword Spirit. Yuying could also hear it naturally. As Yuying pulled out the ice, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, Thick water mist enveloped the ice.

"Anyone who turns into an undead has a soul. After death, the soul disperses and returns to hell. The sword spirit is the soul of the sword. All swords with sword spirits are sacrificed with living beings. The sword spirit exists in the heart of the sword. The sword is broken, the heart of the sword is broken, the sword spirit has nowhere to go, or returns to the underworld, or has lingering thoughts, stays in the human world, and becomes an undead." Sui Yue explained without any emotional changes, but it fell into the ears of the two , It also deeply reveals the helplessness of the years, thinking that as a sword spirit, she also has a lot of years.

A short sword exuded a thick purple mist. A man was wearing a purple armor, holding a long sword, and there was a faint under the helmet, only showing two red eyes, looking at Yuying and Yuling like deathly, and the long sword in his hand, Taking a closer look, it was the dagger that was showing its edge again in a strange way.

"From the breath, it's not enough for the foundation building period, it's just the Qi training period." Just as Yu Ling was analyzing it, the sword soul roared invisible, and rushed forward with the sword. With a light movement of his fingers, an ice-blue sword energy Scrolling the cold air, with the sound of ice crystals colliding with lingering, he went straight away.

With the sound of Fengming, the ice-blue sword energy pierced through the purple armor, and the sword soul turned into purple mist and dissipated, leaving only the suddenly appeared short sword stuck in the ground.

"You can't stay here for long, let's go", Yu Ling grabbed the hilt of Sui Yue's sword and put it in the scabbard behind him, and the sword spirit of Sui Yue also disappeared. He jumped up and flew straight away. He went out, carried her into the air, and followed Yuling away.

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"Phantom Sword Swirl", two three-foot flying swords surround an ice blue Zhangyu flying sword, flying down from the air, piercing through the armor of a sword soul, hitting it into the ground, and the sword soul is replaced by a thick purple mist to dissipate , turned into a dagger again, high in the sky, Yuying greedily breathed the air, her forehead was dripping with sweat.

"This is the fourth third-grade sword soul." She rolled up her white sleeves and wiped her sweat lightly. In the distance, the feathers were filled with sword energy all over her body. With a light movement of her fingers, several sword energy flew out and surrounded the surrounding area. His low-level sword soul was swept away, "Don't stay, hurry up", he shouted, leaped, rushed out, grabbed Yuying's collar, and flew straight out.

Standing at a high altitude and looking down, there are countless sword souls densely packed in the valley, which attracted his attention. According to those casual cultivators, they often come here to hunt monsters. There should not be so many sword souls here, could it be that The two of them deceived themselves. Thinking about it carefully, they shouldn't be able to. With two Qi training period monks, even if they were killed, they would not dare to deceive a foundation establishment monk, let alone two foundation establishment monks.

And along the way, I met many casual cultivators who were besieged by the soul of the sword. I think the soul of the sword appeared only recently.

The Sword of Time flew out behind him, floating quietly aside, the spirit of the Sword of Time suddenly appeared, and the expressionless girl said softly: "There is a strange aura around, which catalyzes the appearance of these sword spirits, and the direction is in the southeast." southeast.

Yu Ling looked in the direction pointed by the Sword Spirit of Time, and saw a transparent aura barrier, like an upside-down bowl, covering a round platform-shaped mountain, which was exactly the high ground mentioned by the two casual cultivators.

It turned out that it should be the emergence of a secret realm, where the breath changes the local spiritual vein circuit, causing the spiritual energy to be disordered and changing the local balance, thus awakening the sword soul sleeping in the ancient sword and indiscriminately attacking the monks along the way.

Fortunately, although there are many sword souls here, they have not seen sword souls above the fourth rank, and there are very few sword souls of the third rank. Passing through the air should be much safer than passing through the valley. With a plan, Yu Ling's heart moved, The Suiyue sword turned into five flying swords, respectively carrying him and Yuying straight to the gate of the secret realm.

As Yu Ling said, in the air, the number of sword souls is much less, but there are still many sword souls who have stepped into the third-rank foundation-building strength, and even as the distance from the highland gets closer, the third-rank foundation-building strength sword souls are more There are quite a few, but so far no sword soul that has stepped into the fourth rank has been found, but the more so, the more uneasy he feels,

Finally, under the gaze of many sword souls on the ground, the two came to the outer layer of the high ground, and they could touch the aura shield with their hands. Yuling raised his right hand lightly, and just as he was about to touch the shield, a roar , and then a flying sword went straight into the sky, and the thick fog really gathered.

A fish with a height of six feet held a huge sword in his hand and carried it on his shoulders. Under the armor, his blood-red eyes stared straight at the two of them, and his hoarse voice seemed to announce everything: "Whoever steps into the Burial Sword Valley Those who commit crimes will be punished and killed without pardon."After all, it held up the long sword in its hand, swung it down, and a crescent moon sword energy came straight to Yu Ling, at a speed no less than the speed of sound.

"So fast", before he could sigh with emotion, the cold sword energy greeted him, Yu Ling hurriedly turned sideways, and at the same time gently pushed Yuying away with his right hand, the sword energy swept across, and a strand of hair fell with the wind. The five flying swords of Kuntu, Yinlei, Congealing, Scorching Flame, Qinghan, and Kuntu condensed together, and when the time came, they shook hands tightly and shouted: "Yuying, step back, this sword spirit is different from others. Already have the strength of the fourth rank, and go straight to the foundation of Dzogchen cultivation."

Just as the voice yelled, the sky above his sight suddenly darkened. He raised his head suddenly, and a huge sword in the air was infinitely enlarged in his sight. The blade of the sword jingled and rushed into his hands. At that moment, he almost let go of his right hand holding the Suiyue sword. The entire Suiyue sword was trembling under the sword, and even Yu Ling was pressed down by the giant sword. Ten feet, almost fell to the ground.

But at this moment, five sword souls suddenly jumped out of the ground and swung their swords upwards. Without exception, they all had the foundation strength of the third rank. In an instant, Yu Ling was surrounded by five sword qi. In an emergency, the Time Sword came out , pointing to the blade of the time sword with the right hand, turned around and held the hilt backward, the light on the blade was brightened, and only one sound was heard: "Summer".

A sword light swayed out, and the surroundings fell into a short period of calm. A hurricane centered on Yu Ling, spreading out like ripples in the water. The two mountain walls exploded, leaving a sword mark. Five sword souls and dozens of people on the ground The sword soul turned into purple mist and dissipated together.

Before Yuling could be proud, the fourth-rank sword soul in the air roared up to the sky, and the sound shocked the surroundings. Yu Ling felt a chill in his heart suddenly, sensing that something bad had happened. Sure enough, the dissipated fog on the ground condensed again, and only the sword soul in the air could be seen With a sudden inhalation, the surrounding mist seemed to be attracted, and went straight into the mouth of the fourth-grade sword soul, and its strength increased rapidly.

"not good".With a loud cry, Yu Ling let go of the Time Sword in his hand, and went straight to the soul of the sword.

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it's a bit late, sorry

(End of this chapter)