After sacrificing so many inner disciples, what did the Taixu Immortal Sect gain?
Chen Xuanqing was puzzled, "For a certain purpose, I have to sacrifice my disciples, so this is my experience?"
boring.
Chen Xuanqing lost his curiosity at this moment, and he suddenly felt completely lifeless.
Everything is so boring.
Tick tock!
at this time.
Chen Xuanqing's left eye suddenly shed a tear.
"Is the Immortal family cruel?"
Chen Xuanqing was stunned for a moment. For some reason, he suddenly had this idea.
"It is you."
Slowly touching his left eye, Chen Xuanqing gradually recovered a lot of his emotions.
The inner demon was stunned when he saw this, "It's that woman again?"
"It's her again?"
"She is the one who made you vulnerable. Even though you are dead, you are still haunted!"
Chen Xuanqing ignored what the inner demon said and turned his head to look into the distance, only to see his pupils slowly shrinking.
It is Goshawk’s bloodline talent!
A thousand miles away!
"found it."
"Is this Taixu Sword Eye?"
Chen Xuanqing moved a hundred steps and came directly to the center under the cliff.
In the center, there was a dark crystal stone platform with a rusty iron sword stuck on it.
This iron sword looks devoid of any charm, just like an ordinary useless sword.
Not even the most inferior spiritual weapon.
But the strange thing is that it is entangled in countless chains and locked on the crystal platform.
The structure of this stone platform is also wonderful, with countless grooves on it, outlining a formation-like shape.
But in Chen Xuanqing's opinion, these countless grooves are more like bloodletting troughs.
There were traces of dried blood on it.
Chen Xuanqing stretched out his right hand, and just as he was about to approach the rusty sword, it bounced away.
"Enchantment?"
Chen Xuanqing didn't understand the formation barrier and couldn't break the barrier, so he had no choice but to give up the idea of testing the rusty sword.
But for some reason, when Chen Xuanqing looked at this rusty sword.
But he can always vaguely feel that his understanding of Taixu's sword intention has deepened.
"In the final analysis, the way of sword intention leads to the same goal through different paths. The origin of all sword intentions is understood. The sword intention left on this useless sword can help me understand Taixu sword intention."
Yes, this is a gain.
But Chen Xuanqing has no time to comprehend the meaning of the sword now. He wants to find out more, what is the purpose of the existence of Taixu Sword Eye?
Buzz!
At this moment, the rusty sword suddenly trembled!
Gradually, a bloody mist emitted from the rusty sword!
call!
The mist twisted and twisted into the shape of a woman, but it was extremely blurry.
"Foundation building period?"
"Is this the only tribute this time?"
"No, it seems that it's not the time to make an offering yet. Who are you?"
"That guy Lingxu's new disciple?"
Submission?
Chen Xuanqing looked at the mist, "You said, offer?"
The figure transformed by the mist smiled, "It seems you don't know anything. That's all. Tell me who your master is?"
Chen Xuanqing said: "Master Baimei."
The mist instantly turned around and came to Chen Xuanqing, "Little white-browed boy has never accepted a disciple, so you must be his true disciple?"
"In that case, it doesn't matter if I tell you. After all, it will be your turn after they abdicate."
"Then what do you want to know?"
The figure transformed into the mist stretched out his fingers to lift Chen Xuanqing's chin.
Chen Xuanqing wanted to slap her fingers away, but failed, "Who are you, and why does Taixu Sword Eye exist?"
The woman transformed by the mist smiled, "As you can see, I am a sword spirit."
"As for Taixu Sword Eye, is that what they told you?"
"Actually, I prefer to call this place, Blood Spirit Eye."
"Haven't you noticed that the spiritual energy here is particularly strong?"
After hearing what she said, Chen Xuanqing realized that the aura here was indeed a hundred times richer than the outside world.
"Lingyan, are there spiritual veins down here?"
The woman's shadow nodded, "It's a spiritual vein, and it's a spiritual vein that has been preserved to this day since the founder of your sect."
Chen Xuanqing was puzzled when he heard this, "How can the spiritual veins from the Fa-rectification era be preserved and still have sufficient spiritual energy in the Fa-rectification era?"
The woman pointed at herself, "Isn't the answer obvious?"
"Of course it's because of me."
"Since the era of Xiangfa, a certain generation of your leaders suddenly found a concubine."
"At that time, the Taixu Immortal Sect was in danger, with its spiritual veins exhausted and on the verge of extinction. In order to continue the sect's incense, he and I reached a deal."
"I will make a donation to my body once every hundred years, and my body will ensure that the spiritual veins of Taixu Immortal Sect will never dry up. This is a deal that you and I are willing to make."
"Have you seen that sword? The place suppressed by this Xuanjing Platform is the spiritual eye of Taixu Immortal Sect's entire spiritual vein."