Xianyun Sect is located in Nanyu Mountain, one of the Lingshan Mountains in the south, and is one of the immortal sects in the southern system of Lingqiuzhou.

The mountains are full of exotic flowers and grasses, the trees are lush, the clouds are steaming, and they are rich in metal minerals and jade. The Xianmen Palace is located somewhere in the mountains, inaccessible to humans. It is shrouded in clouds and mist all the year round, solemn and gorgeous, and has a myriad of scenes.

It is said that this sect has been in existence for tens of thousands of years. It is not the oldest, but it is experienced in cultivating immortals and is an honored guest in every occasion attended by the sect.

Its sect leader, Zhenjun Xiyan, is also a weapon-refining maniac. What magical weapon has he not seen before?

"...I have poor eyesight and have never seen such lines before." Zhenjun Xiyan rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on his hips, and circled the sword a few times unconvinced, and finally admitted with conviction that he was ignorant, "It does have some traces on it.

The breath of my 'Great Sun Golden Flame'.

But Master once said that in the entire Lingqiu Continent, our sect practices the 'Great Sun Golden Flame'. How could a sword that had practiced this technique suddenly appear? Where is its owner? Senior brother, you didn't look carefully nearby.

try to find?"

"I searched, but found nothing." Zhenjun Guanglan said calmly, and glanced at his fellow disciples across from him, "With this delay, my treasure bag and black iron box could not withstand its heat, so I had to freeze the birthday gift for Hua Guang.

It will stop when the soul is used."

"Senior brother, don't worry about it. Making the best use of something is its value. It doesn't matter who uses it." Master Huaguang waved his hand and didn't care.

"It's okay," Zhenjun Xiyan consoled him, "Your senior brother Guanglan is well-known as an expert in treasure hunting. Let him make up two copies for you next year."

Several people present laughed in unison, and Zhenjun Guanglan smiled without saying a word. He always acted according to circumstances, and he would do anything.

Laughing is just a joke, and we have to continue talking about serious matters.

"Since it is an artifact, Sect Master, should we find its owner and return it to its original owner?" Master Yao Jun was full of expectations, "Being able to control the artifact, his cultivation level must be astonishing. To be honest, I really want to see it.

of."

"I also want to see something." Master Chenyue said with a smile, "In the past hundred years, apart from Fairy Fengdi, there has been no outstanding rising star in Lingqiu. Listening to the gossip about her and that senior brother every year makes my ears prick.

Already."

Yes, everyone nodded.

They don't like gossip, but the disciples in the sect have to go down the mountain to buy sundries every year, and go down to the mountain every ten years to practice. Every time they bring back some news, there are always some pieces of news about the love and hatred between Fairy Fengdi and her senior brother.

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No, a few years ago, the two of them finally achieved enlightenment, and all the elders finally had their ears clean.

"To tell you the truth, Guanglan and I have already tried it before you came here, but there was no response." Zhenjun Xiyan looked helplessly at the hanging sword, "Even my sword spirits are helpless.

I don’t invite everyone to come to the Tongque Terrace to seek answers from the ancestors..."

Tongque Terrace is the place where ancestor Nanyu of the Xianyun Sect practiced cultivation.

The ancestor is the weapon spirit of the founder of the sect, who failed to overcome the tribulation and fell. The next sect leader picked it up and continued to practice. With its assistance, the sect leader carefully avoided the training minefield of the previous sect.

Unfortunately, the road is difficult to achieve, and ultimately failed.

Fortunately, that sect master, like the ancestor, handed it over to the next one before going through the tribulation. This was passed down from generation to generation, and finally the fourth sect master succeeded in becoming a true immortal.

After that elder ascended, he visited the Immortal Sect and preached in dreams.

He wanted to take it away with him and promote him to a divine weapon, but he refused. The reason is very simple. In the Xianyun Sect, it was regarded as a senior by the younger generations. When it comes to the heaven, it is just a weapon at best, which is too boring.

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Just like that true immortal, when he reaches heaven, he is just an ordinary immortal.

You have to work in various departments in the heaven to earn experience, including earning panacea, which can be used to strengthen your foundation and cultivate your strength at any time. If you have the opportunity, you can win the favor of a high-level immortal and get one or two supreme immortal methods to practice, which will benefit a lot.

shallow.

The latter is crucial, but it is by no means easy. As a weapon spirit, it will inevitably suffer.

Being used to being praised by the descendants in the lower world, it cannot bear the hardship.

Fortunately, the true immortal was an open-minded little immortal, and was not displeased after hearing this. He smiled and agreed with it. Not only that, he also passed on his cultivation experience to it, so that it could practice meditation with his disciples.

Enlightenment.

The Great Dao is ruthless, so all living beings are equal. The Great Dao nourishes all things, so that all things can achieve the Great Dao.

This weapon spirit has accompanied and cultivated three true immortals in total, making the Xianyun Sect in an invincible position in Lingqiu Continent. Regardless of age, seniority, achievements and cultivation, they are all superior to those of later generations, so they are called ancestors.

Living alone on the Tongque Terrace to practice.

Although it is a weapon spirit, after all, it is old and somewhat blind and deaf, so ordinary movements cannot disturb it.

But when there is a lot of movement, it is also displeased.

Everyone stepped into the cold Suzaku Palace, which was full of the smell of coppery metal. A golden light from Lord Xi Yan shone on a bronze bird at the foot of the high platform. Except for Lord Guanglan, everyone present stood in awe.

But I saw the copper bird also lit up with a thin layer of golden light, and flew to the main seat. An old man with white beard and eyebrows was standing there. He was fat and sat cross-legged, but his expression was majestic, and he glanced at Xi Yan displeasedly.

, Guang Lan glanced at him and said with a buzz:

"You two are rude again! I just fell asleep..."

"Ancestor, you have been sleeping for a thousand years." The two true monarchs stood and saluted, and True Lord Xiyan said with a smile, "This junior and others are afraid that you will not be able to sleep, so they have to find reasons to wake you up every now and then.

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"Greetings to the ancestor." The other junior fellow apprentices knelt down respectfully.

"Well, get up." Although he was unhappy, the ancestor had always been kind to others. Then he glanced at Zhenjun Xiyan and said angrily, "It is inevitable that you will sleep too much in old age, and you will also have this day... Eh.

?Xi Yan, did you refine this sword?"

We haven’t seen each other for a thousand years, are you impressed?

"Ancestor, don't laugh at the younger generation," Zhenjun Xiyan said with great self-knowledge, "Guang Lan picked it up from outside. He couldn't find the source, so he had to disturb the ancestor's cultivation."

"Huh," the ancestor looked at him with contempt, "you don't even have the ability."

He is a weapon spirit. He has lived for tens of thousands of years, and has received the immortal energy from several true immortals. He can be called the ancestor of the weapon spirits in the world. Any rare treasure, magic weapon, or fairy weapon created by heaven and earth can be used with it.

Communication, including Lingqiuzhou’s artifact.

"Can't Guang Lan find out?" The ancestor glanced again.

"This junior has tested it, but unfortunately we can't communicate with it. I only know that it is definitely not from Lingqiu." Zhenjun Guanglan said truthfully, "I have to bother my ancestors to try and see if I can find out where it comes from and who its owner is.

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Xianyun Sect does not hide magic weapons of unknown origin. If it is a sacred weapon of the right way, it can be nourished and hidden; if it is a murder weapon, no matter where it comes from or who the owner is, it will be destroyed, and there is no mercy.

After hearing this, the ancestor stared sharply at the divine sword hanging in the center of the hall and hummed slightly.

The huge body seemed to be inconvenient for walking, and he could not sit still. However, a pair of wide sleeves placed in front of him suddenly waved, and a huge ray of light swung out, completely covering the divine sword in the light.

The juniors stood on both sides and watched with bated breath.

Soon, a spiritual curtain appeared above the light. Inside the curtain was a flame. Outside the flame, a group of shamans and humans in simple clothes were watching, and then they jumped into the fire one by one.
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