In the Zangjian Palace, there is a sacred mountain called Zangjian. This mountain does not connect to the earth, and is suspended in the sky, with swords inserted on it. As long as the disciples of Zangjian Palace have passed a heavenly tribulation and become official disciples, they can pull out a sword from it and serve as their own sword. On the day of the passing, the sword will return to Zangjian Peak and wait for the next master.

The techniques practiced in the Cangjian Palace emphasize the unity of man and sword. Practicing qigong means practicing sword, and practicing sword means practicing qigong.

Even a piece of mortal iron will become a magic weapon after several generations of masters. The power of these swords can be imagined. It is rumored that it contains the spiritual will of the masters of all generations. Only when they meet a suitable master will they be pulled out. Therefore, not only people choose swords, but also swords choose people. There is no way to make a flaw, but only by chance.

Once a person and sword are met, it will be like meeting a good teacher and friend, a close friend, and the benefits to the sword holder are far less than a powerful sword weapon. This is the foundational inheritance of the Tibetan Sword Palace and the origin of the name of Tibetan Sword.

Sword cultivators are already stronger than ordinary monks in battle, and with such a sword following them, they are even more powerful.

Among the swords, there are also differences between the top and bottom. Ten of them are famous all over the world and are called "Ten Swords". No matter which disciple pulls them out, the Sword Palace will be cultivated with great effort. Almost every generation of Sword Palace Masters comes from this, and Qingxu Sword is one of them.

This is no longer as simple as adding wings, but it is easier to directly transform from a tiger beast into a tiger demon to deal with the three old people. It is just strange that Fu Qingjin should have passed the heavenly tribulation for a short time, so how could he control the Qingxu Sword so quickly?

Hua Chengzan's family was born in a noble family, with exquisite orifices, and knowledgeable knowledge. He probably had more things in his mind than in Wanxiang Book. Naturally, he would not be ignorant of the historical anecdotes of these major sects in Qingzhou.

Suddenly I remembered that another reason why Qingxu is famous is that among the ten swords, the only set of male and female double swords. Qingxu is a female sword, and the male sword is called Zixiao. Its power is even higher than Qingxu. If one sword is born, the other sword will be not far away.

Since Qingxu has emerged, where is Zixiao?

Thinking of this, Hua Chengzan suddenly looked at Yu Zijian. She looked down at her without blinking. Could it be that she was?

Thinking back to Fu Qingjin's gaze that looked at Yu Zijian just now, his heart suddenly became bright.

Yes, Qingzhou is so big, why should Fu Qingjin travel thousands of miles to Qinghe Mansion to kill a demon general? With his strength, several demon generals are his opponents. His purpose turned out to be this.

There must be people in the big sect who are good at calculating and understanding the secrets of heaven. Therefore, they recruit disciples from big sects. In addition to finding qualified children and others to learn from them like ordinary sects, there is also a very special way, that is, to find "people with destiny". There are very few disciples collected in this way, but they can often extract some amazing characters from the crowd.

These characters are like uncensored jade, and often do not seem to have any special qualifications for practice. They should have no chance of practicing for life, so they can only engage in the profession of ordinary people. Once they get guidance and enter this path of practice, they will immediately enter the sea like a dragon and soar into the sky.

If his guess is correct, Chenglu has been arguing with her. Although the Hua family has some power in Qinghe Mansion, it is nothing compared to the Zangjian Palace. His thinking immediately extended to a very profound place, thinking about how to use this information to seek benefits for the Hua family. The battle below is no longer within the scope of his concern.

Anyway, the outcome has been clear.

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Fu Qingjin appeared in Qingxu, standing on a half-cut hall pillar, leaving the world with no end.

It takes dozens of people to embrace the pillars of the palace, but you can imagine how grand the palace it supported was.

"Cangjian Palace!" Li Qingshan's pupils suddenly shrank, and Fu Qingjin overlapped with a figure in his memory. Although he was wiped out by Qingniu, the sharp sword energy was still in his heart and he dared not forget it.

"Have you heard it?" Fu Qingjin turned around and just raised the Qingxu sword in his hand, but stopped again. (Sacred Temple)

Before Li Qingshan could answer, the bronze corpse was finally out of trouble. The bronze armor on his body was broken, and his bones were twisted and broken a lot. He roared at Li Qingshan angrily and was about to fly up.

Fu Qingjin glanced at it, and his roar disappeared immediately. The bronze corpse fled in panic and rushed to the old man in the lonely grave, running towards the owner like a frightened dog.

The old men from Sanshan gathered together and slowly adjusted their spiritual energy, but they had no intention of taking action, because they understood that since he had taken action, they would not need them. When they recalled the situation of fighting on Qingteng Mountain, they couldn't help but sigh.

"Is there anything else I want to say? Forget it, it's all nonsense, and it's useless to say more." Just like Elder Feilong's decisiveness, Fu Qingjin swung his sword.

The sword light is like a green pond, green and green, as if in the void, a green eye is opened, and all the mind is absorbed. It contains endless emptiness and sighs, telling the rise and fall of changes, and the world changes.

No matter how brilliant a civilization is, it will die on the day it will die. No matter how powerful an empire is, it will never escape the end of being destroyed. It is only for future generations to pay tribute. What is the little creature that exists in it?

Li Qingshan was determined and extraordinary. He reacted with a shock, punched out and retreated suddenly. He used the spiritual turtle black armor at the same time. The three movements were completed almost at the same time.

Li Qingshan instantly retreated dozens of feet away, and the sword light swept on the spiritual turtle's mysterious armor. His demonic energy was consumed quickly. The spiritual turtle's mysterious armor trembled and swayed, but it finally supported it.

He gasped slightly, his red eyes were as bright as fire, no longer Li Qingshan as before, and he would never be slashed by someone without any reaction.

The old men of Sanshan looked at each other and could see the shock on each other's faces. What kind of monster is this? Li Qingshan was able to block their blow, but they were more likely to accept it, but they had a deep understanding of Fu Qingjin's strength.

"Oh?" Fu Qingjin also showed an unexpected look. He planned to kill the little demon with a casual sword and then deal with the demon general, but now he was a little surprised: "From the level of the monster, you can be considered a great person, worthy of being a mixed-race, but because of this, the more you have to take advantage of the current killing to avoid future troubles."

Fu Qingjin was about to take action, but a black shadow enveloped him. He turned his head slightly and Ma Lu's ferocious mouth was close at hand, with a bloody mouth, which looked even more like the entrance to hell.

Within such a close distance, Fu Qingjin suddenly launched an attack and wanted to dodge it, but it was too late. The fishy wind blew on his face, raised his long hair, and his expression remained unchanged.

With a loud bang, Ma Lu smashed the hall pillar with his head, but Li Qingshan's face was not at all happy. He had never underestimated any enemy, and Fu Qingjin was not an underestimated existence. He stepped forward with a fierce force, and a crack quickly spread forward, and the pile of rocks exploded, but there was no trace of Fu Qingjin in it.

A little blue stream slid across the sight, and then millions of dots gathered together like fireflies and turned into Fu Qingjin's appearance.

Li Qingshan opened his eyes wide. This is the power of Qingxu Sword? Isn’t this an invincible place?

Fu Qingjin threw the Qingxu sword out casually and pointed it like a sword, using the most common sword-control technique, but the Qingxu sword turned and completely disappeared, and a thick and complex geometric figure intertwined in the air, covering Ma Lu.

Ma Lu neighed in pain, blood splattered all over his body, and he twisted his body and bit him.

Fu Qingjin turned into green light and scattered in another place, gathered in another place, touching her chin and muttering to herself: "It's indeed a Kun-like monster, with extraordinary vitality, it seems that she needs to be cut off." Her eyes fell on the connection between the heads of Ma Lu, and ordinary people raised their swords and waved their swords.

That was the move that even a third-rate swordsman like Yu Zijian knew. When he used it in his hands, it all turned into an invincible killing momentum.

The rolling demonic energy turned into a flood in the sky and rushed towards Fu Qingjin. With a change of sword force, it split the flood in the sky.

Two skulls roared from the sky, and all the remaining steel armored corpses roared at Fu Qingjin together. The sword energy spread out into thousands of black hairs, and the steel armored corpses were crushed to pieces.

Fu Qingjin suddenly showed surprise, turned around and collided with a crystal bone sword, and praised: "Good sword technique!" Even he was a little surprised when the sword force burst out at that moment. He was even more surprised when he saw that the sword-giver was a skeleton.

Xiao An endured for a long time and sacrificed all the steel armored corpses to lure the enemy. He stabbed him with a sword, but he could only admire him in three words.

The sword technique is changing, sometimes light and agile, sometimes solemn and thick, sometimes like an antelope hanging its horns, and it is impossible to figure it out. Xiao An uses the sword technique he learned from "The Sword Book of Grass" to the extreme, with the strokes and hooks and horizontal lines, and the sword is integrated into the sword. In addition, each move is a desperate fighting method that dies together, which adds great power.

Fu Qingjin didn't use sword control skills, but held the sword in one hand and used the sword technique to fight Xiao An, wanting to see her sword technique.

Xiao An advances, and his sword power changes to the extreme. Fu Qingjin retreats, slashes horizontally and vertically, but he can always block Xiao An's sword power.

In an instant, the two swords fought a thousand times, making a strange and long buzzing sound, and countless sword energy as thin as cows shot towards the ground. Wherever the two passed, dust was everywhere in the sky.

A relatively complete pavilion along the way collapsed with a bang, completely destroyed the structure by the sword energy, and was crushed by its own gravity.

There were countless cracks on Xiao An's bone sword, and she only attacked but not defended. If it was a flesh and blood body, it would be shattered by the sword energy at this time.

Li Qingshan shouted at Ma Lu: "Come to the original form!" The advantages brought by his huge body have disappeared. There is no chance of winning this battle, and he must escape.

But everything in front of you is covered by illusion. Not to mention that cave, you can’t even find the sinkhole. If you want to escape, you can only break through the illusion first, but it’s not easy.

This time, Ma Lu did not listen to him, shook his body, and rushed towards Fu Qingjin again. Every move he made was as fierce as thunder, but Fu Qingjin, with the strange light-transforming technique, this kind of attack was useless no matter how many times it was launched.

Sure enough, Fu Qingjin's body turned into flowing light again, gathering in the air, shook his head and said, "Follow!"

Xiao An fell from the air with force and was caught by Li Qingshan. No, this is not possible, and he must think of a solution!

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