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Shouyuan disappeared for nearly five years.

This was the result of Su Qinian's efforts to cut it off, otherwise the devouring power from the void would probably have taken another ten years of his life to stop.

Su Qinian took a deep breath. Although the road to overcoming the catastrophe had a direction, it seemed that it was not that simple. What kind of existence was it that intercepted the life essence from nothingness? Even if he used the dragon soul to penetrate the illusion, it would be difficult to see it.

The reality seems to not exist in this time and space, which is really unbelievable to the extreme.

After gathering his thoughts, Su Qinian took one step and fell into the cave world.

After a stick of incense.

Shudao, Guangyuan Prefecture, Jiange County.

For people in the martial arts circles of the Han Dynasty, Jiange County can be called a magical place for martial arts.

Between the Big and Small Sword Mountains, there are seventy miles of plank roads like swords. It is called the Sword Pavilion. It is the best place in the world to learn swords.

There are even rumors that the sword pavilion between the Big and Small Sword Mountains is the sword master of Shu Mountain. He cut out many people from the top of Shu Mountain with a sword across several states. Among those who were killed at the same time, there was also a lurking into the hinterland of the Han Dynasty.

The Demon Emperor was later captured and imprisoned in the Demon Locking Tower.

After that, there was only one Sword Mountain, which was divided into two by one sword. The Seventy-mile Sword Pavilion between the two mountains became a world-famous place for sword mastery. Some strange creatures were even born in it, which is Shu Mountain.

As a disciple, many disciples come here every year to gain experience and even look for opportunities.

The morning sun rises.

About thirty miles away from the two sword mountains, the air was slightly rippled, and Su Qinian's figure emerged from the virtual reality.

As he thought, his long snow-white hair rippled in the wind. Su Qinian was walking on the mountain road. After a while, he saw twos and threes of martial arts people, most of them carrying weapons on their backs, and most of them were swordsmen.

The sword style of Shu Dao is extremely popular, and the sword-controlling skills of Shushan are famous all over the world, reaching as high as Qingming and as low as Jiuyou. Many young people have fantasized about worshiping under the gate of Shushan since childhood, learning the art of sword-controlling, and going in and out of Qingming.

"Hey, another little Wudang fairy?"

“It’s really ridiculous that young people follow the trend of their parents because of their physical appearance.”

Seeing Su Qinian from a distance, some people in the world were startled at first, and then expressed regret. On the way to Jiange, they had seen dozens of young people dressed like this. Most of them were superficial and were

As soon as a person is tested, the secret will be exposed, leaving only a joke.

Therefore, after seeing Su Qinian again, they only had contempt and ridicule in their hearts. In their opinion, the behavior of these young people was really like children, ridiculous and overconfident.

A strange color appeared in his eyes. With Su Qin's current spiritual level, he could guess everything from a single glance to the details.

Of course, with the power of the soul-destroying technique, one can naturally subdue their spirits and intercept the memories of these ordinary martial arts people. But for Su Qinian, unless he is a life-or-death enemy, he will never easily explore other people's minds. After practicing so far,

He can be compared to top spiritual figures, but he still maintains the most basic respect for ordinary people.

This is the principle by which he conducts himself in the world. Adhering to a bright mind, he does not seek to save the world from suffering, but seeks to have a clear conscience.

Shaking his head slightly, he didn't care about the thoughts of these people in the world. At his current level of cultivation, his majesty no longer needed to be supported by pure force, but had gradually reached a state where God could understand it.

Su Qinian walked with his hands behind his back, his steps were neither fast nor slow, and his whole body's vitality was not obvious. To those people in the world, it looked like he was putting on a show, and his steps were superficial. He was afraid that he had not even mastered the foundation building skills.

There are so many layers, I really don’t know the depth of the rivers and lakes, and thousands of corpses are buried. Every year, there are too many people buried without names.

The only thing that impressed these people in the world was Su Qinian's temperament. Although it was not as rich as jade, it was similar. Although he did not have a strong cultivation aura, his white hair was as white as snow.

It looks very natural, and even the atmosphere of vicissitudes of time that envelopes it seems to be real, adding a bit of strange attraction.

"Good skin, but it's a pity that I don't know how to make progress."

"If you want to join in the fun at Jiange, if you don't have a few brushes, it will be a waste of time."

Several people in the world shook their heads and left quickly. This year is the thirty-sixth year of the sword pavilion, and there are rumors that another sword spirit is about to take shape and be born.

Sword Spirit!

Su Qinian's eyes wandered. Jiange was pregnant with a sword spirit. This was a grand event known to the world. The reason why he had set a date with the Yifeng elder for the next half month was because he had planned to go to Jiange first.

Although there are not many psychic magic weapons in the world, there are also quite a few. However, it is extremely difficult to get a magic weapon to follow. Except for the first-generation weapon master, the magic soldiers have spirits and are often unwilling to follow others again, even if they are

It is difficult for a top soul figure to make a group of divine soldiers surrender easily.

The sword spirit is a spiritual spirit formed from the innate sword intent bred in the sword pavilion. As long as you can withstand the raging sword intent in the sword pavilion, you can obtain this sword spirit. As long as you find a high-level traceless sword, you can make the sword

Once the spirit enters, you will immediately get a psychic sword that will last until death.

Even though Shushan is known as the Holy Land of Swordsmanship, the preciousness of a sword spirit is enough to make top soul figures tempted.

But it is a pity that for the top soul figures, the sword pavilion is like a burial place. The remaining sword power on the seventy-mile plank road has a unique response to the soul. Once a soul figure enters, he will surely suffer the most ruthless strangulation.

This is recorded in the history of martial arts. Once a Shushan sword king entered the sword spirit on the day it was born. Even though he had passed through the ninth level of thunder tribulation and his soul was immortal, he still could not withstand a sword intention. If it hadn't been for that

If a Shushan Sword Master takes action, he will most likely die.

At this point, the sword pavilion has become a forbidden area for the soul, and at most it can only accommodate the existence of the first-class Hunyuan realm.

This also gives all swordsmen in the martial arts world a great opportunity and great fortune. Even those who are in the third-rate Open Heaven Realm and have just established their foundations may be recognized by the sword spirit. Although the chance is very slim, over thousands of years

, it still happens occasionally, whether it can be saved is another question.

According to legend, the psychic holy sword Everlasting Hatred was forged from a sword spirit. The innate sword spirit has infinite possibilities.

Of course, not every thirty-six years, a sword spirit will be born. Sometimes, people's fate is shallow, and the sword spirit born that year will escape into the depths of the sword pavilion and never be born again.

Regardless of the cause, breaking into the Demon Locking Tower at night is no small matter. Sneaking into the forbidden area of ​​a large country-controlled sect, even if he is directly killed on the spot, his Qingyang Peak lineage can't say anything.

And if we talk about what has the greatest allure to Shushan, there is no doubt that it is the sword spirit from the Sword Pavilion.

This is the ultimate that Su Qinian can achieve. It is the style of the sect to be courteous first and then to fight. His Qingyang Peak lineage has a long heritage and cannot lose its reputation in his hands.

Qingyu.

There was thought in Su Qinian's eyes. He must not know where the Demon Locking Tower is. Even if he knew it, he would forcefully sneak in. If there was no reason for this, Su Qinian would never believe it. Thinking about it before, his return

In Qingyang Palace, the right arm is empty. Who cut off his arm? Now it seems that the story behind it is probably intriguing.

Less than half an hour later.

A few miles away, Su Qinian saw two ancient sword-like mountains, one large and one small.

Between the two ancient mountains, the cliffs are straight and a long plank road extends into the distance.

That is the Sword Pavilion, the portal of the Sword Pavilion, also called the Sword Gate. It is said that in front of the Sword Gate, the soul cannot cross. For top figures, the Sword Gate is the ghost gate. Stepping into the Sword Gate and entering the sword pavilion is like entering the ghost gate.

At this time, although the morning sun had just risen, thousands of people had already gathered in front of Jianmen.

Thousands of martial arts people, from various states in the Han Dynasty, many martial arts sects, aristocratic families, and even a lot of casual cultivators, are all here for the sword spirit that is about to be born in the sword pavilion.

The temptation of a psychic magic weapon is so great, especially for people in the martial arts world, it is enough to make them fight for it, regardless of life or death.

It is a powerful weapon that is enough to suppress a top sect and a noble family. It is supported by the method of raising soldiers. Once it comes to the critical moment of life and death, the blood sacrifice of the divine weapon will burst out with world-shaking power.

etc!

The next moment, he glanced around, and even with Su Qinian's state of mind, the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch slightly, because in front of the sword gate, he actually saw more than a dozen figures, all wearing pure white purple ribbon Taoist robes, with white hair like snow, and more than a dozen figures.

He is a young man who looks calm and indifferent, but the curiosity and excitement sometimes revealed in the depths of his pupils still reveal his unconventional state of mind.

"Hey, here comes another one!"

"There are so many Wudang deities, is this a gathering of deities? Hahahaha..."

"But I do have a certain temperament, but I'm afraid that if I'm just pretending, I'll give in when it comes to real swordsmanship."

Many people in the world noticed Su Qinian and started laughing and chatting about him. But the white hair was so eye-catching that it was hard for others not to notice.

He was quite speechless, but Su Qinian would not get angry with these people. He walked towards the Jianmen. People came in and out of the Jianmen from time to time. Those who went in were full of energy and confidence, but most of those who came out were

He was depressed, his body was in tatters, and he was covered in bloody sword marks.

There are many experts.

A few miles before arriving at the Sword Gate, Su Qinian gradually noticed that some people with advanced cultivation were all masters of the first-class Hunyuan realm. Among the thousands of people here, there were actually some who had entered the first-class Hunyuan realm.

Nearly two hundred people.

Su Qinian understood in his heart that it was difficult to overcome the soul of the sword pavilion. Under the soul, the first-class Hunyuan realm became the most important force in the fight for the sword spirit.

Without walking into the Sword Gate immediately, Su Qinian stopped at the foot of the cliff dozens of feet away from the Sword Gate. His spiritual will silently spread out of his body. There were two sword mountains, one large and one small. As soon as the spiritual will approached,

I felt a hidden deep edge. The sharpness of that edge had accumulated over countless years. Even though the edge of the sword was as sharp as the spirit, Su Qinian's spirit and will also contained the edge, and I felt extremely palpitated.

He had a feeling that if he forced his way into the sword gate with his spiritual will, he would probably suffer the most severe sword attack. What would be the result? It would probably be a catastrophe.

"Brother, are you also an admirer of little gods?"

Suddenly, Su Qinian's eyes became a little strange. He looked around him, and a white-haired young man who was closest to him came to his side. He seemed to be seeing a close friend, but at the same time he was afraid of destroying the temperament he had worked so hard to imitate.

He was smiling, but his expression remained unchanged, and the skin on his face could not help but tremble slightly.

"That's right."

Su Qinian showed a look of helplessness. The young man in front of him seemed to be two or three years older than him. He was about the age of a weak man. He seemed to have just established a foundation and entered the third-rate Open Heaven Realm. His internal energy was still a bit empty.

, obviously not yet stable.

With such a level of cultivation, the thought of coming to this sword pavilion to meet the sword spirit is either too ambitious or there are elders here. After all, at such an age, it is difficult for ordinary second-rate martial arts sects and aristocratic families to cultivate them.

Only first-class sects and aristocratic families have such a foundation.
To be continued...