At this time, the blood-cut body fell rapidly in the sky, with strong winds whizzing past his ears, and the ground getting closer and closer.

His eyes were closed, but his mind was not very clear. At this moment, he had no fear in his heart, and he just wanted to end this absurd life soon.

Without a long wait, the blood cut fell down after almost a few breaths. However, there was no bloody and bloody as imagined, and there was no consciousness. Instead, a cool feeling came from the body, and something seemed to be dragged up on the back.

Xue Jie touched his body at this time and realized that he was not dead.

He stood up and saw a mysterious and warm lotus pond. The water of the lotus pond is green and is slowly rotating. The water of the pond emits a faint fragrance. Large lotus flowers bloom in the middle of the pond. He was rescued by these lotus flowers.

Seeing such a beautiful scenery, my bloody mood couldn't help but get better.

This place is simply a world of its own, isolated from the outside world, with a fairyland charm.

If it weren't for being there, Xue Qi really thought he was in a dream.

Xue Qi looked up and saw that the above was covered by the illusory dust and smoke. No wonder he couldn't see the bottom when looking down from above.

It seems that someone deliberately concealed this place.

But what is hidden?

Blood cut found that there was an open space in the center of the lotus pond, and there was a stone platform on the open space. A sword was hung above the stone platform. Although it was a long time ago, the star text on the sword was still clear, and the aura and light emitted were extremely huge.

There are two stone tablets around, which seem to be recording some things.

Xueche was curious and walked up to the open space to take a look.

When I came to the sword, I saw a few words written on it:

"Hello, lucky, if you find the secret of the famous sword, this sword will belong to your hand."

Xue Qi was stunned. Is the lucky one himself? But this is not good, I took the treasure of the ancestor of Jiange...

Take it and take it!

Xue Qi happily took Jian Yan down, held it in his arms, and weighed it for a while. He felt a little weight, but it didn't bother at all. He still held it in the palm of his hand.

Blood Cut pulled out the scabbard. Suddenly, a dazzling light emanated from the blade, and the entire sword was trembling slightly, making a buzzing sound.

After a while, this golden light revealed the sword patterns carved from the sword one by one, but I couldn't understand any blood cut.

After a long time, the conflict subsided. Seeing this, the blood had to hang him around his waist.

Xueqi saw the three swords around his waist and immediately smiled, not knowing what to do.

It’s a pity to throw it away, so I’d better take it with you.

Xue Chu raised his eyes and looked at the words on the first stone tablet, engraved with poems one by one.

Xueqi heard what Elder Kong said, writing poetry has always been the habit of the people of Linghai. It seems that the ancestors and Linghai people have learned this kind of generosity and tragic song.

The first poem is written for Li Fengshan.

The moon is cold and the lonely soul is lonely, where is the world traveling far away?

The nine heavens enter the sea to see the magical artifact, and two ways to open the mountain and point to the sword gate.

Who knows that the dragon and tiger are ashamed of the enemy? The wild tomb does not ask the ghosts and people are annoyed.

I am happy to be here today, and I will take advantage of the hustle and bustle of the eight desolates.

After reading this, Xueqi became more and more moved by the spirit between the ancestor and Li Fengshan, and he was filled with sighs.

The second poem is written for all the people of Jianguo.

If the achievements have been abandoned for ten years, the people of the state will not be mourned by the Northern Spirit.

The light in the well is open to the thousands of breaths, and the smoke in the chaos is floating in the eight colors.

He failed to level the road and dared to move the immortal platform when he turned sideways.

The soul flew at the foot of the cliff mountain that day, and I fell into my dream and asked about the west wind.

It should be a time of life and death. Let me write it to us descendants. This Qianji should refer to Qianji Jianquan, but now...

I am really sorry to the ancestor!

And the second stone tablet, Xueqi was surprised to find that it was actually the secret of the latter seven swords!

The blood cut was so shocked that he couldn't stand up and sat on the ground.

The answer he was struggling to pursue was finally solved at this moment.

Xue Qi was extremely excited and kept writing down the contents written on the stone tablet.

It is better to act than to move. Xueqi lifted the sword and tried it.

Xueqi pulled out his two swords, but he was reluctant to use them.

Draw the sword and make a starting move. Recalling what you saw just now.

No wonder Elder Kong said that the latter seven swords were among the first seven swords. In fact, the latter seven swords were all mental techniques and had no skills. It all depends on the understanding of the first seven styles, so that the latter seven styles were developed.

Will the progress be faster if you make up your mind and integrate these last seven styles into the previous style?

Xueqi clenched his wrists firmly, and the two swords shook, and he lifted up the two swords and danced.

First of all, it is "mysterious"!

"At the beginning of ancient times, I had already learned to the mysterious world, and I was very fast, and I counted the terrifying energy, hanging high."

Blood cuts first to gather energy, condense on the tip of the sword, feeling the movement and changes of the sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, he sank his body and entered the next section, "illusion"!

"There are only a few floating worlds that have become illusions, falling like wind, flowing like rain, and calm like mountains."

Blood-checking's mind was like walking in the abyss. At this moment, the sword intent was condensed. The layers of blood mist revealed an extremely powerful aura. It surrounded his two swords and condensed into a powerful blood color.

Is this your own sword intent?

Xue Qi knew in his heart that as his sword skills became more and more fierce, there were dozens of changes in one move of the slashing technique. Xue Qi entered the next enlightenment, "change"!

"The three spiritual energy spit into a cloudy color, and the light of a sword flew into a slight ripples."

This move is still based on "illusion", but with more substantial changes, the sword energy gradually becomes lethal and amazingly powerful.

"Destroy"!

"Thoughts of birth and death are in front of you, it also seems like thunder and thunder are thundering, and it is like the spiral of the tall wood leaves."

This move is to transform his changing sword energy into a huge real image. The two swords swelled back and forth in the blood-cut hands. In the sky and underground, the sword steps were vigorous and powerful, and the sword technique was vigorous and unrestrained, like thunder and wind. After a few rounds, the entire lotus pond was stirred up so that water splashed everywhere, but it was so accurate that it did not hurt a lotus.

"dust"!

"The dust roots are there, and the true meaning is complete. Cangjiang is suspected to fly across, and suddenly the immortals will fall to the top of the dangerous place."

With this blow, the blood cut jumped straight down in the air, and the sword energy shook out a whirlpool in the lotus pond.

"interest"!

"I just sighed from afar, condensed the sword intent, five breaths. There is no such thing as the sword words in one breath. There is no such thing as the sword color. There is no such thing as the sword color in two breaths. There is no such thing as the sword text in three breaths. The sword text in three breaths leaps through the green frost. The sword gallbladder is vast and below the sun. The sword heart is majestic and breaks the sky and stings."

Blood Cut condensed all the sword intent on the entire sword, and it was soon time to close the momentum.

"end"!

"The soul is over, the sword is not broken. How many things are there in this body? Just look at it with a smile."

After a set of sword techniques, Xue Qi suddenly realized the Shadow Word Skills of the first seven swords of Zhengtian's Fourteen Swords, and was immediately delighted.

Xueqiu saw that he had already remembered this set of mental methods in his heart, and it was time to return to Jiange.

If it succeeds, Xueqi will definitely inform the disciples of Jiange of this set of mental methods; if it fails, Xueqi will also rot in his stomach.

But he died. Now that Jiange is in danger, why should he be afraid of death?

Thinking of this, Xueqi looked at the high cliff and sighed.
Chapter completed!