The three Jian Gang Spirit Sword Masters pressed down their sword lights, and the convoy moved forward again. When they reached a few miles away from the quicksand wall, a young Spirit Sword Master in white sword robes came forward.
"But the distinguished guest who came to attend the opening ceremony of Cangjian Sect? I am Kong Yang, a disciple of Xia Zangjian Sect's Zhike."
The eyes of the three Jian Gang Spirit Sword Masters shone brightly at the same time. This Zhike disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect turned out to be a mid-stage Sword Meridian Spirit Sword Master, and he looked to be less than thirty years old! Such a disciple, even in various
The Great Sword Sect is also an inner disciple! I didn’t expect that the Hidden Sword Sect would send such a disciple out to know the guests. I wonder if it’s because the Hidden Sword Sect lacks manpower, or because there are so many elite disciples that there is no place to put them?
"This little brother has invited me. Li Yi, the Lord of Xifeng City, is here at the invitation of Guimen." Li Yi said neither humble nor overbearing.
"The old chief of the Lord's Mansion of Xifeng City worships Sun Tianxiang." The old man surnamed Sun said.
"I am the master of the Kuangsha Sword Sect in Xifeng City, Xing Kuangfeng." The old man named Xing said.
"I am Yun Yan, the master of Yanjian Gate in Xifeng City," the middle-aged woman said.
"It turns out that we are distinguished guests from Xifeng City. Please come here to guide you."
Kong Yang enthusiastically led the convoy to move forward, and soon arrived in front of the quicksand wall. At this time, Kong Yang took out a crystal topaz sword tablet from the sword bag. With the injection of sword energy, the sword tablet released a burst of energy.
There was a soft yellow light, and then Kong Yang held the sword card high and printed it on the quicksand wall in front.
As soon as the rapidly flowing quicksand wall touched the aura of the sword card, it immediately and silently melted away, revealing a hole several feet in diameter like a separated water curtain hole.
"Everyone, please come with me."
The thickness of the quicksand wall is dozens of meters. After walking dozens of meters along the corridor, the scene before your eyes suddenly lights up. A wave of extremely pure spiritual energy hits your face, which makes people feel comfortable all over. All the fatigue from the journey seems to be gone.
Sweep away.
A green oasis appeared in front of them. The sand under their feet was well-hydrated and had begun to transform into soil. Clumps of plants were spread all over the land. Under their feet, a three-foot-wide avenue snaked into the distance.
, the roadbed is completely paved with dark yellow spar, there are no traces of connection on it, it is flat and smooth.
But their attention was attracted by the magnificent building at the end of the road, and they were completely stunned.
Because they saw a floating city! Yes, it was a floating city! It was floating about a hundred meters above the ground, and at the same time it released a crystal light, like a crystal palace in the sky!
"How is this possible? How do they make such a heavy thing float? It is impossible to have this kind of forbidden formation below the third level! Even among the Thirteen Swordsmen of Ziyun Star Pavilion, only three of them have this kind of forbidden formation!" Xing
Guang Feng said excitedly.
A group of people were dizzy and were led by Kong Yang to continue moving forward. As they approached, the city suspended in the air became more and more majestic. A surging quicksand bridge dropped from the floating city to the ground, and everyone stepped on the bridge.
, a gravitational force surged out from the flowing sand on the overpass, pulling everyone upward automatically.
"It turns out to be a compound restriction!"
The white-haired old man Sun Tianxiang once again showed a look of horror on his face. He had done a little research on restrictions and saw that the overpass under his feet was a combination of several restrictions, including gravity restrictions and thick soil restrictions, although they were both first-order
Low-level restrictions, but when combined together, they form this ingenious sand bridge.
After boarding the city, they were shocked again, because the city was actually built entirely of citrine sand! How much citrine sand was needed? What was even more terrifying was how much manpower it required.
How long will it take to refine it?
Looking at the various building walls in front of them, everyone felt their throats were dry and wanted to use their swords to pry off a few pieces and take them away.
There are actually not too many buildings on the city. There are only a dozen halls and pavilions in the center, and there are more courtyards and pavilions around it, which seem a bit sparse.
"Everyone, please follow me to Zhike Courtyard to have a rest. The grand ceremony will be held tomorrow, and someone will guide you to the main hall to watch the ceremony." Kong Yang said sideways.
"Work hard, work hard."
No one dared to be slight and return the favor humbly. The strength displayed by this mysterious "Hidden Sword Pavilion" was really terrifying. If they hadn't known that the Tianchi Sword Sect was in Zhongdu County, Jiuhan Prefecture, they would have suspected that the Tianchi Sword Sect was there.
A sect has started here!
In the very center of this city named Hidden Sword City, a thick layer of thick fog completely enveloped the area within a kilometer. Behind the thick fog layer, a huge sword ship with a length of one hundred feet was docked on a platform.
The two broad wings automatically retracted, as if they were a layer of feather armor for the ship's hull.
"How are the preparations for the opening of the mountain?" Mo Wen sat cross-legged in the cabin and asked calmly to the first master of the Hidden Sword Sect.
Leng Qiu whispered: "It went very well. The city lords of the eleven major counties and cities within a radius of three thousand miles and the major sword sects are coming one after another. The ceremony can be held as scheduled tomorrow."
“How did these people react?”
Leng Qiu pondered for a moment: "Some people are in awe and intend to form an alliance with us and establish a trading platform, but there are also several Sword Sect masters who have become voyeuristic after visiting Hidden Sword City."
"It doesn't matter. With the Jiuqu Feisha Sword Formation and the Wuling Xuansha Sword Formation here, they won't be able to cause any trouble. During the ceremony, we can let Dahuang and Xiaohuang show their faces, which will probably save a lot of trouble."
"yes."
Mo Wen raised his hand and threw something out, Leng Qiu subconsciously took it and it was a jade slip.
"I have perfected your sword art, and you should be able to successfully practice it to the early stage of Jian Yuan. I will not be able to deduce the missing parts in the short term. When the time comes, you can modify it to a sword art of Jian Yuan realm."
Leng Qiu was startled for a moment, then his face was full of disbelief, and then he prostrated in ecstasy: "Thank you, sir!"
Leng Qiu was so excited that he couldn't control himself. His cultivation qualifications were not low. With a sword art that only had the mental skills before the early stage of Jian Gang, he had to practice to the middle stage of Jian Gang. He was less than a hundred years old when he did this.
He is also the best among the true disciples in the Sword Sect. With the sword skills that Mo Wen helped him perfect, he can immediately hit the later stage of Jian Gang. Even if Jian Gang is perfect or even Jian Yuan, he is confident to give it a try! As long as he has it
With the cultivation of Jian Yuan, revenge is just around the corner!
Mo Wen didn't express much about Leng Qiu's excitement and continued: "Your state of mind is flawed and you have entered the devil's way, but you still maintain your previous sword practice. If you can't give up choosing one, you may never
A chance to understand the meaning of the sword."
Leng Qiu's expression darkened. His original sword realm was unique to the former Sword Sect. Without the sect's follow-up guidance, it would be difficult to make a breakthrough. Moreover, after encountering a big change, he was once crazy and bloodthirsty, and his original Taoist heart was destroyed by the devil.
Thoughts infected him, but he didn't want to give up. He was so confused that he didn't make any progress at all.
Mo Wen looked at him and said: "You have entered the Demon Realm of Killing. If you are willing to give up your original Sword Realm, I can give you a wisp of Killing Seed so that you can transform into the Realm soon. Even if you break the mirror, it is not impossible, and you don't need to
Worried about being killed and lost.”
"Killing Seed?!" Leng Qiu was completely stunned. He knew that the master in front of him was practicing the Killing Sword Intent, and it had reached a very high level, but he didn't expect that Mo Wen would pass him the Sword Intent Seed! It wasn't him.
I don’t believe it, but the seeds of sword intent are not so easy to pass on. It will shake the origin of sword intent of the spirit sword master and make him unable to make progress for a long time. Even close relatives will not teach it easily. This is tantamount to taking advantage of one’s own practice.
Help others!
"Sir! I have thanked you for your kindness, but your gift is too heavy, and I dare not accept it." Leng Qiu knelt on the ground and said in fear.
Mo Wen looked at him quietly: "You have to think about it, you only have this chance. If you are worried about me because of this, there is no need."
Leng Qiu swallowed his saliva, and the sweat on his forehead dripped down bit by bit. This was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime blessing for him. If he had the sword intention seeds given by Mo Wen, he could easily transform into the realm and then break the mirror.
, until he understands the killing sword intention, this process will save him at least half of his training time! With the extra time, he can do more things and sprint to a higher level.
"Have you thought about it?"
"Subordinate...Subordinate...willing..." After saying that, Leng Qiu felt relaxed all over, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Mo Wen stretched out his right finger and pointed it between his eyebrows. A wisp of sword silk as red as blood wrapped around his finger. Then with a flick, the sword silk disappeared into Leng Qiu's sea of consciousness.
Leng Qiu's whole body was shaken, and his whole body instantly became filled with evil aura. A faint aura of killing surrounded his entire body.
Mo Wen didn't move anymore, just waited quietly. Forcibly separating the source of the sword will indeed cause damage, but the source of Mo Wen's sword is not the killing sword. His original spirit is a golden sword, and the killing sword is just a sword.
The second soul controlled by his original soul will not shake his foundation no matter how much separation there is, it will just take a period of time to recover.
Half an hour later, Leng Qiu woke up, and the cold murderous intent in his body quickly subsided, as if it had never appeared before. He bowed to Mo Wen again: "Thank you, sir, for your gift!"
Mo Wen nodded slightly and took out a jade slip again: "These are some sword techniques that I have collected. You can sort them out and make rubbings, and put the copies in the Sutra Pavilion."
"In addition, I have placed hundreds of first- and second-level spiritual swords in the Hidden Sword Pavilion. If you are willing, you can pass them on to outstanding disciples. I have also deposited 800 bottles of various elixirs in the Alchemy Hall. You can watch and distribute them."
Listening to Mo Wen's instructions, Leng Qiu suddenly understood something and said with some surprise: "Sir, what are you doing?"
Mo Wen glanced out the window: "I will leave after the ceremony. You must manage the Hidden Sword Pavilion carefully. Remember to send disciples to pay attention to the movements in Thunder Mountain at all times. If there are any changes, they will fly their swords to pass the message."
Mo Wen was still worried about the existence of the person in Thunder Mountain. If the opponent could send one ray of soul out of the formation, he could send out the second and third rays. He didn't know how long the already somewhat incomplete formation could resist the opponent.
Maybe in a few years, maybe in a hundred years, he doesn't know where he is or whether he is alive when the other party comes out, but he always has to put an informant in place so that he can be notified in time to respond. This is also why he founded the Hidden Sword Sect.