Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 802 Entering the sect, the four great sword souls (8.5K)

Chen Ping had no special reaction when he ran into the envoy of Lingquan Immortal Palace at the teleportation terminal.

But when he heard the "Shallow Sea of ​​Stars" in the mid-term speech of Meng surname Lianxu, he suddenly felt tense.

Yang and Yuexianchen also belong to the Qianxinghai area.

It wouldn't be such a coincidence. Among the ten seventh-order spiritual springs exchanged was my own Taoist companion or sworn enemy saint?

Chen Ping felt ants crawling in his heart at the moment, and wanted to find out the truth very much.

But there is a huge gap between his identity and the envoy of Lingquan Immortal Palace.

Definitely don't ask rashly.

So, he quietly sent a sound transmission to Kong Zhihua.

"Fellow Daoist Meng, do the several spiritual springs transferred from Qian Xinghai include the two stars of Yang and Moon?"

As expected, Kong Zhihua had a good personal relationship with the envoy surnamed Meng, so he asked him straight to the point.

"It is said that the giants in the palace have considered Yuexianchen, but the original thing of that small place has been lost. If there is no more spiritual spring to sit in the town, I am afraid it will not last for ten thousand years."

"Hey, it just so happened that a certain seventh-order spiritual spring on Yangxianchen passed the assessment, and the giant included it in the list."

"Now, that spiritual spring is already the spiritual object of the noble sect."

The messenger surnamed Meng replied casually.

The matter is not confidential.

Informing outsiders is not worth mentioning.

"Including Yang Xianchen's spiritual spring?"

Hearing this, Chen Ping felt a chill in his heart.

A distance of [-] celestial rivers, but they can meet again, the saint of Yangxianchen is really haunted.

However, it is not yet certain.

After all, there may be more than one seventh-order spiritual spring on Yangxianchen.

"Who are these juniors?"

Kong Zhihua quickly shifted away from the issue of Lingquan, his beautiful eyes glanced at the hundred white-robed monks behind the envoy surnamed Meng, and he spoke.

"Xianque Xingchen, the outstanding junior of Tianzhao Sword Sect."

The envoy surnamed Meng said simply, and waved to the back: "Little friends, come and meet Elder Kong."

"Elder Kong!"

"Senior Kong!"

Hundreds of white-robed monks said in unison.

Their array faintly encloses the two of them.

One is an elegant middle-aged man named Huashen Dayuan, with tall temples and starry eyes, and his gestures show nobility.

The other one is only in the late stage of Nascent Soul.

This woman's appearance is like a bright pearl, and there is a hint of bookishness between her brows and eyes, and the beautiful jade is shining, and she is extremely beautiful.

The two have a special status in the team of Tianzhao Sword Sect, and they obviously have extraordinary backgrounds.

The others did not attract Chen Ping's attention.

But the Nascent Soul female cultivator gave him a vague and deep sense of oppression.

Due to the absolute gap in realm, this is naturally not the coercion of supernatural powers.

"The younger generation of the real sword spirit root, Tianzhao Sword Sect is so relieved that fellow Taoists have traveled thousands of miles and brought him to the stars?"

Looking at the Nascent Soul female cultivator, Kong Zhihua said indifferently.

With just one sentence, a group of people from Zhixianjianzong exploded.

Ordinary sword spirit roots are not uncommon.

There are births on the stars and time.

True sword spirit roots are rare, even the Supreme Immortal Sword Sect may not have them in every generation!
Chen Ping, Rong Yangxiu and the others immediately fixed their sights on the beautiful female cultivator.

All have a feeling of looking at rare treasures.

"Haha, Xiaoyou An is the blood of Senior Tianzhao Dasheng, and there are not many people in Kun Xinghai who dare to touch her."

"What's more, outside the time and the stars, the two peak alchemy elders of the Tianzhao Sword Sect are there to help, what trouble can there be?"

"Speaking of which, within the Immortal Sword Sect, if Meng cannot guarantee the safety of the little friends, Lingquan Immortal Palace might as well evacuate directly from Guangyin Xianchen."

The envoy surnamed Meng said with a smile.

The tone is plain, but it is full of strong self-confidence.

"The direct junior of the Great Sage Tianzhao!"

Chen Ping pinched the corner of his eye, and slashed fiercely at Nascent Soul Nvxiu.

"Senior Meng, let's go, the time given by the Great Sage Father is not enough."

Suddenly, the female cultivator surnamed An turned her head slightly, and said to the envoy surnamed Meng.

The voice is soft and gentle, and the key words are on an equal footing with a Lianxu.

When Chen Ping heard this, his expression changed drastically.

This nun's age is at most a thousand years old.

It's not the blood of Great Sage Zhaotian from another generation, but his own daughter?
"The old tree is blooming..."

Thinking secretly, Chen Ping's eyes softened extremely.

Such an identity is really beyond recognition.

Unfortunately, this is not the lower bound of doing whatever you want.

Otherwise, if you focus on one or two strategies, you will definitely gain something.

……

"What Xiaoyou An said is true."

Chao Nvxiu smiled kindly, and the envoy surnamed Meng turned to Kong Zhihua and invited, "I haven't seen you Kong Daoyou for nearly two thousand years, why don't we go to Guizong Lingshan together?"

"Sorry, I still have to stay in Tianming City for a few more days."

Kong Zhihua politely refused.

"The two are a little entangled."

Chen Ping had a delicate mind and immediately saw through the relationship.

Uncle Kong just now planned to return to the sect without stopping.

"Na Meng takes a step ahead, waiting to meet fellow Daoist Kong again in Jianzong!"

The envoy surnamed Meng didn't take it seriously, cupped his hands, and led a hundred white-robed monks to push the door out.

After a few breaths, he left the teleportation hall.

"The girl of heaven!"

During the whole process, Chen Ping's eyes were still on the back of the female cultivator surnamed An, and he refused to move away.

And it is.

What kind of existence is the Great Sage?

Ordinary disciples would never see him once in their life.

But the other party, a Nascent Soul, can always listen to the teachings of his father, the Great Sage.

The sense of gap from day to day is simply appalling.

"Repair for a day in the teleportation hall first."

Kong Zhihua seemed very unwilling to go with the envoy surnamed Meng.

With a wave of his hand, several disciples were asked to move into the nearby Xunbian Hall.

Anyway, the Teleportation Palace is the property of Jianzong.

My own disciples stay temporarily, so there is no need to pay for a penny of spirit stones.

……

After picking out an empty secret room alone, Chen Ping was still thinking about strolling around the City of Destiny.

As far as he knows, Destiny City is the most prosperous fairy city in the core area of ​​Zhixian Sword Sect!
Its scale and prosperity surpassed that of Tianya City on the border.

There must be a lot of eighth-order ore sold in the shops here.

He is carrying a complete broken corpse and ancestral orifice of a seventh-order Tusha, plus scattered fairy crystals, which may be able to exchange for two or three eighth-order ores.

In this way, it can be exchanged for the mask in the golden bead.

"Uncle Kong only asked me to wait for a day to rest. I'm afraid I won't even be able to visit a market in Destiny City."

Just when Chen Ping was tangled in his thoughts, a sound transmission suddenly sounded in his ear.

Kong Zhihua is calling him.

Then, he left the house without hesitation, and waited outside a side hall next to him.

"Come in."

Kong Zhihua's voice came from inside.

Walking in lightly, Chen Ping first gave a junior salute.

"You were born in the Great Thousand Realm of Yuexianchen, but you have entanglements with the batch of spiritual springs newly purchased by the sect?"

Kong Zhihua said bluntly.

"Uncle Kong, it is Yang Xianchen's Mopoquan avatar who led the human race to resist in the lower realm."

"That guy is vicious and abnormal, trying to promote the fusion of the two worlds and destroy the living beings."

"The junior went through thousands of dangers to prevent the world from dying."

Nodding, Chen Ping angrily crushed a picture bead.

The screen slowly flowed.

It is the monstrous black spring that drowns and kills the living beings, and swallows part of the scene of Tianyan Continent.

"You have a big show in the lower realm!"

Kong Zhihua pointed with a smile.

I saw a black spring raging high in the sky, and a lightning-glittering hall stood still.

In front of the hall, a man in purple robe turned two black stones with his hands, staring down at him coldly.

The end is majestic.

"It's not good, the uncle's focus is not on Lingquan's destruction of the world?"

Frowning, Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, I heard Kong Zhihua say: "Spiritual palms like Lingquan devour supernatural powers, and they have special shapes, and it is common for them to drown one side."

"Although Zhixianjianzong does not approve of this kind of behavior, it cannot be stopped."

"The power of Lingquan Immortal Palace is far beyond the limit you think, and you will understand when your nephew enters the seventh rank."

The words are very direct.

Lingquan Immortal Palace is too strong.

Jianzong also had to avoid his edge.

"The spirit spring purchased by this sect will serve the sect for countless years, until the spring spirit falls."

"If you want to deal with that evil spring during this period, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to become the elder of Uchiyama."

"Of course, it's a fool's dream for Mo Poquan to try to harm you."

Kong Zhihua said lightly.

These fights are trivial matters.

"The junior will not act rashly."

Chen Ping answered unequivocally.

To circumvent the Zongmen and the Lingquan Immortal Palace to kill the saintess, one must plan to avoid future troubles.

"The envoy brought the true spiritual root of Tianzhao Sword Sect into the Sword Soul Ancestral Map to comprehend, and that junior will most likely be able to inherit a special sword spirit."

Kong Zhihua changed his words and said again.

Soon, Chen Ping learned about Xianque Xingchen and Tianzhao Sword Sect from his uncle.

The stars in Xianque are quite far away from the stars in time.

There is usually no relationship between the two eighth-level forces, Tianzhao Sword Sect and Zhixian Sword Sect.

But because the Supreme Immortal Sword Sect has mastered the extremely special boundary-opening treasure of the Sword Soul Ancestral Map, the sword forces in the nearby Xinghai often trade it for this, and send some talented disciples to try their luck.

But like sending a hundred disciples into the ancestral map for enlightenment, only Lingquan Immortal Palace can coordinate it.

"Isn't Lingquan Immortal Palace's move a top bridge builder?"

Chen Ping commented secretly.

Lingquan Fairy Palace is like a huge chamber of commerce across the stars.

First, he sold ten spirit springs to Zhixian Jianzong, and then traded a hundred places to Tianzhao Jianzong.

The latter must have paid a high price for this.

"Lingquan Immortal Palace has dredged a star sea channel, and it is much more convenient to go to and from various places than ordinary superpowers."

"But nephew, don't have too much hope."

"The passage of the Immortal Palace is top secret, and they won't even give face to the great sage of this sect."

Kong Zhihua has a slightly profound meaning.

Of course, Chen Ping didn't care about it.

After getting used to living in Time and Stars, calling him back to the barren Sea of ​​Stars would undoubtedly be picking sesame seeds and throwing watermelons.

In the future, there is only one possibility for him to return to Qian Xinghai.

After success, find old friends who have not yet fallen to have a heart-to-heart talk and talk about their own development.

……

"Uncle, if one's spiritual root transforms into a true spiritual root, to be recognized by the coral seal of crossing the sky, the same is true for the sword spirit root?"

Chen Ping said enthusiastically.

The great saint's own daughter was the first true spiritual root monk he encountered head-on.

"good."

After pondering for a while, Kong Zhihua slowly said: "You should know that behind every kind of spiritual root in the human race, there is a true fairy-level existence."

"The transformation of their will can stimulate the root of true spirit."

"According to the secret records of the sect, behind the coral seal is the Taiyi True Immortal, who has given the Supreme Treasure the power to enlighten the True Spiritual Root."

The coral seal was once held by the real immortal?
No wonder it was rumored that the dragon worm shattered the coral seal.

It turned out to be the highest fighting method of the same level.

But if Taiyiyan's divine law is the inheritance of Taiyi True Immortal, why is it not so powerful in the seventh-level competition?
Thinking of this, Chen Ping breathed heavily, and asked: "What is the treasure that opens the spiritual root of the real sword?"

You know, Kong Zhihua is a fake sword spirit root monk.

It should be clear.

"The secondary sword of the Xiantian sword!"

Kong Zhihua clasped his palms together and bowed towards the sky, showing reverence on his face.

The first sword that created the world turned out to be a set?
Hearing the news suddenly, Chen Ping was really surprised.

"In the sect, including the ancestors, there are also several monks with real swords and spiritual roots. No one can tell how they use the innate vice sword to break the boundary."

"Besides the pseudo-special spiritual root, there seems to be no other basis for the triggering condition."

There was a trace of bitterness in the corner of Kong Zhihua's mouth.

She is conceited that her talent is extraordinary, but she hasn't even condensed her true spirit root and special sword spirit.

It has always been a pain in her heart.

"The supernatural powers of the true spirit root are extremely terrifying. Be careful when you encounter enemies of the same level in the future."

Kong Zhihua exhorted.

"Thank you, Uncle, for your reminder."

After keeping it in mind, Chen Ping rolled his eyes and asked about the origin of the envoy surnamed Meng.

But the reply he got made him touch the bridge of his nose.

It can't be seen that Uncle Kong's love luck is very strong.

Montanin, the native of Time and Stars.

It was originally the first repair of a large sect.

He and Kong Zhihua met in the Yuanying period, and the two had competed in a local competition.

At that time, Meng Taining was defeated, but he fell in love with Kong Zhihua at first sight.

But the latter devotes himself to cultivating Taoism, and regards the relationship of Taoist couples as a scourge.

Montaigne struggled for a hundred years to no avail, so he had no choice but to give up in desperation.

Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, for some unknown reason, this person actually hooked up with a certain giant in Lingquan Immortal Palace.

Thus becoming a hot Asgard vassal.

On the time and stars, most of the spiritual springs are controlled by him.

It belongs to the big man who calls the wind and the rain.

Even the Elder Uishan of Jianzong had to sell some face.

"I only fight for the way, and my nephew and nephew don't add to the flames."

Kong Zhihua remained motionless, his eyes dim.

The fact that she was willing to confide in the past was purely because Pang Xulin was instigated by this son to say something she shouldn't have said.

"Even the envoys don't fall into the eyes of my uncle, so the junior just shut up from now on."

With a flash of embarrassment, Chen Ping resigned.

……

"Well, you, Pang, sold me behind your back. No wonder you can't hold a beauty back."

Turning around, Chen Ping was full of bitterness.

But when he thought of Pang Xulin's miserable situation with only a remnant soul left, he couldn't hate it.

He forgot that to forcibly pull the red line requires the strength to crush everything.

If there was a day, he would have to mix Pang Xulin and Kong Zhihua together to shake his prestige.

Due to the delay for a while, Chen Ping didn't have the leisure time to visit the City of Destiny.

Simply close your eyes and cross your legs for a rest.

After receiving the assembly order from Kong Zhihua, several people quickly left the hall.

Outside the teleportation hall, there is a main street full of people.

There is a lot of traffic, and you can't see the end at a glance.

For some reason, among the giant cities under Jianzong's command, there is no teleportation array that goes directly to the mountain gate.

"Everyone, stand still and sit still."

Without giving everyone time to look carefully at the City of Destiny, Kong Zhi made a pinch of the jade painting technique.

A red sword cloud suddenly floated up under the feet of several people.

Then, a mass of vast escaping light surged up and rushed out of the city wall.

At the same time, several tyrannical divine thoughts swept away.

Seeing that it was Kong Zhihua, the cultivator Lianxu who was in charge of Tianming City immediately removed the blockade tacitly.

……

The territory of Zhixianjianzong is endless, and the vastness is suffocating.

Of course, such a large territory is not owned by the Jianzong family.

In the mountains and lakes along the way, there are countless large and small forces and casual cultivators.

They have no direct affiliation with Jianzong and do not need to pay offerings.

More than ten days later.

A group of people speeding through the sky was already filled with rich vitality of heaven and earth.

The farther it flies, the sound of waves like rolling waves can be heard from time to time.

The huge tidal wave of spiritual energy, accompanied by a violent surge, rushed directly below after a while.

"crash"

"crash"

In the middle of the journey, the pure aura spread rapidly, immediately forming an incomparably spacious colorful river, hanging across the sky and converging somewhere on the ground.

"Here we are, our sect's residence extends to Xianshan Mountain, covering a radius of 300 million miles."

Kong Zhihua said indifferently, waved his hand, broke through the clouds and went down.

"300 million miles?"

At first hearing, Chen Ping wondered if his ears had made a mistake.

However, it was only after he saw a huge clear blue shadow on the ground with his own eyes that he realized that it was because of his shallow knowledge.

Looking from a distance, the endless outline of the huge mountain has already stirred his heart.

The main body of Zhixianjianzong's residence is a huge mountain with a clear blue appearance.

Spread out in parallel, the tall and short peaks are so densely packed that it is not clear at all.

At the bottom of some mountain peaks, there are various buildings layer by layer.

Extending to the top of the mountain, there is almost no gap.

But there is no building on some peaks.

The prohibitions of various colors around the body flicker and meet, full of mystery.

"There are more than [-] named peaks in Zhixian Mountain, and there are more than [-] vacant peaks."

Kong Zhihua pinches the Fa Jue and leads all the cultivators whereabouts.

Most of the disciples who entered the mountain for the first time had expressions of shock and excitement.

Nothing to be surprised about.

In front of the Chenglan Mountains, Kong Zhihua flew directly in.

"There are no restrictions outside the mountain gate?"

Rong Yangxiu followed Kong Zhihua and asked suspiciously.

"The prohibition of this sect is mainly gathered in important places such as the Dharma Transmission Hall, the treasure house, and the private caves of the disciples."

After explaining a bit, Kong Zhihua turned his head and said to the crowd: "You don't need to ask any more questions. After sending you to the Disciple Hall to report, there will naturally be a special deacon to guide you."

……

The escape light of several people shuttled in the mountain of immortality, like a few stones thrown into the deep sea, without causing any waves.

But Rao Zhixian Mountain is vast and boundless, and there are continuous figures coming and going along the way.

The escaping light on the soles of the cultivators' feet is dominated by sword light.

There are also those who control weapons, beasts and fire.

Looking at this ratio, at least half of the disciples majored in kendo.

Along the way, Chen Ping looked around curiously.

There are lakes, forests, swamps, inland seas and other terrains in Xianshan Mountain.

Most of the disciples living here are wearing green robes that are almost whitish.

These people are the outer mountain disciples with the largest base!

Along the way, when passing a thousand-foot peak, Kong Zhihua told everyone to stop.

And casually sent a sound transmission paper crane towards the mountain.

"Outer mountain peak!"

On a cliff on the side, there are several gold characters several feet in size engraved.

Soon, a skinny early-stage cultivator came out to greet him.

"Elder Kong!"

Thin Gao Huashen hastily saluted Kong Zhihua.

"These outer mountain disciples are handed over to you."

Nodding his head, Kong Zhihua rolled up his sleeves and separated several Outer Mountain disciples.

Of course, those who ascended from the lower realms were all cultivators who transformed themselves into gods.

The status of the outer disciple is only temporary.

If you don't attack the true biography, it will be easy to get the position of deacon in the outer mountain in a short time.

Then, Kong Zhihua continued to run fast without stopping.

Only Chen Ping, Rong Yangxiu, and another inner mountain disciple remained behind.

"Passing through the outer mountain peaks is the domain of the inner mountains."

Kong Zhihua said briefly.

"Uncle, the area of ​​the sect is so large, it would take a long time even for a cultivator to fly."

Relying on his close relationship with Kong Zhihua, Chen Ping continued the conversation.

"The space tunnel of Zongmen is not a decoration!"

Kong Zhihua smiled, threw out a few jade slips and handed them out to the three of them.

Chen Ping was amazed when he pierced it with his spiritual sense.

In his hand is a map of the inner mountains.

It not only marks the locations of the main peaks, but also introduces some important places.

And between these places, there are basically a few half-inch long blue light channels swimming.

……

"Qiaobai Peak is a node of the space tunnel."

After ten or so breaths, Kong Zhihua led the three of them to a certain mountain peak.

Outside this peak, there is actually a vortex like a sword mound floating.

Six or seven feet wide, it makes people dizzy at first glance.

At this moment, disciples continued to disappear from the vortex.

Many more disciples emerged from the vortex.

"You haven't received the token representing your personal identity yet, the fee this time will be paid by Elder Ben."

Kong Zhihua rolled his eyes, and casually pasted a token beside the whirlpool.

"Zongmen teleportation actually needs to contribute points. No wonder Jianzong disdains to exploit affiliated forces, and makes a lot of money just by relying on tunnels."

Chen Ping's eyes flickered.

Then, the four of them flew into the vortex at the same time.

The bottom of the feet is a continuous sea of ​​swords.

Standing on it, the whole person is no different from the flat ground.

"The foundation of this kind of tunnel is completely different from that of the teleportation array. The big place is really powerful!"

Chen Ping thought to himself.

In just a few moments, the eyes of those who stepped into it lit up, and the nearby scene changed again.

Ahead is a thousand feet high steep mountain surrounded by mist.

"The Hall of Disciples is here. Traveling 100 million miles and passing through twelve nodes, each person will spend four contribution points."

Kong Zhihua raised his mouth.

"A common contribution point can be exchanged for about three top-quality spirit stones, that is to say, the cost of one node is one top-quality spirit stone?"

Hearing this, even a wealthy monk like Rong Yangxiu, who used to be in charge of the Great Thousand Worlds Super Chamber of Commerce, was dumbfounded.

"If there's nothing urgent, it's better to go slowly by yourself."

The corner of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, it was really unacceptable.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Kong, for seeing me off. When Rong is stable, I will definitely invite Senior Sister to meet you."

Rong Yangxiu clasped his fists politely.

There is a bit of alienation in the words.

He is Lianxu supported by Luo Yun's lineage, so he naturally has to distance himself from Kong Zhihua.

"Take care, both of you, let's say goodbye."

Kong Zhi nodded expressionlessly on the screen, grabbed Chen Ping's shoulder and shook it, and the two immediately disappeared on the Disciple Peak.

……

"Uncle, I haven't gone to Disciple Peak to get my identity token yet!"

The scenery on both sides quickly reversed, Chen Ping muttered in a low voice.

"After inheriting the sword spirit, you immediately challenge a true biography, and directly receive the true biography token, saving you an extra trip."

Kong Zhihua said with a half-smile.

"This woman's desire to control is so strong!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping lowered his head pretending to be submissive.

It is the first time that he has been dominated from head to toe since he fought hard against the evil ancestor.

"True Inheritance has great authority, and you can choose more fairy mountains to practice, why bother to move to the cave again?"

Kong Zhihua said leisurely.

"The uncle has the final say, and this junior has no objection."

Chen Ping said obediently.

He was already planning in his heart when he would break arms with this woman.

At least let Kong Zhihua understand that he is not the kind of submissive junior.

……

Immediately afterwards, Kong Zhihua took him to a space tunnel.

The shuttle time this time is extremely short.

Coming out of the vortex, a short peak in the shape of a gold ingot came into view.

"My cultivation cave, Yannvfeng."

"The whole Dongshan is my domain."

"In addition, Beishan, Nanshan, and Xishan are inhabited by two elders from the outer mountains and a No. 30 Huashen Zhenzhuan."

"Choose him as the object of your challenge. Then, the two of us will be able to live together."

Kong Zhihua exhorted.

If it weren't for her clear eyes, Chen Ping would have wondered if this woman was implying something to him.

"You are a frequent visitor to the world of mortals. I am far inferior to you in this respect. I shouldn't be tempted..."

Seeing the strange expression in Chen Ping's eyes, Kong Zhihua said bluntly.

But in the middle of the conversation, it seemed that it was slightly inappropriate, so he kept silent.

"The younger generation's heart belongs to the Dao, and the uncle will understand in the future."

Chen Ping said firmly.

"I will apply for the Sword Soul Ancestral Map for you, and you will stay in Yannvfeng for a few days first."

Pointing to a building on the mountainside of Dongshan, Kong Zhihua walked towards the space tunnel alone.

Right now, Chen Ping has no contribution points.

It is not possible to directly enter the Ancestral Map of Sword Soul to comprehend.

But she has a lot of contacts in the sect, so it's not absolutely impossible.

……

Yan Nvfeng.

Chen Ping cautiously walked up a mountain road.

This peak is picturesque, with third and fourth-order spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses planted everywhere.

While the nose is full of fragrance, a meandering brown spiritual spring flows along the crevices of the mountain road.

"Seventh-order spiritual spring of fire and earth attributes!"

As soon as he felt it, Chen Ping was delighted.

Suddenly, he felt that Yan Nufeng's cultivation environment was quite suitable for him.

Retreat here, will get twice the result with half the effort.

After a cup of tea.

Chen Ping walked into the building on the hillside.

Rows of houses are all made of Lingzhu.

Randomly chose a bamboo house without restrictions, pushed the door and walked in.

There are three other strong men on Yannv Peak.

He is not familiar with the place, and he is not prepared to wander around.

……

Two days later.

Kong Zhihua returned and took Chen Ping to use the space tunnel.

After traveling through dozens of nodes in a row, Chen Ping immediately realized that the end point this time was different from the past when he came out of the passage.

It was just so lively.

Most of the classmates who come and go are Nascent Soul and Huashen Cultivation.

Even though there were a lot of people, the atmosphere was extremely quiet, and all of them had pious expressions on their faces.

Looking at the huge mountain in front of him again, Chen Ping's eyes widened and his breathing became short of breath.

To be precise, this is a floating mountain.

It is not the power of restraint that carries the main body of the mountain in the air.

It was a dozen fierce puppets of alien races with black thorns on their backs.

The aura of some of them made Chen Ping's heart skip a beat.

Using a large number of seventh-order Tusha puppets to support the mountain, Zhi Xianjianzong is a big hand!
"Holy Artifact Mountain, where the true body of Sword Soul Ancestral Map is located."

"The Supreme Immortal Sword focuses on killing and cutting. It is the treasure of the ancestors who usually never leaves the body, but the ancestral map has always been enshrined in the sect."

Kong Zhihua explained.

"The Zutu Qiling may have survived the four calamities?"

Chen Ping said curiously.

Such a matter is related to the treasure of the sect's inheritance, and Jianzong will definitely try every means to preserve the orthodoxy of Qi Ling.

"Ah."

Kong Zhihua responded, and when he was about to say something, the space tunnel suddenly flashed, and a young male cultivator in white clothes and white hair came out with a handsome appearance.

This person looked indifferent, even if he met Kong Zhihua head-on, he would not greet him.

Turn a blind eye and walk into the holy artifact mountain.

"The one who doesn't wear the sword robe is Elder Uchiyama!"

Chen Ping's eyelids twitched, and he sent him off respectfully.

But he was puzzled, the aura of the man in white just now was clearly in the early stage of refining the void...

"Xu Yinxuan, he is the true biography of the previous generation who has survived ninety-nine return to one calamity!"

Kong Zhihua voice transmission.

"No wonder."

Hearing this, Chen Ping was shocked.

After ninety-nine returns and one calamity, the status in the sect is comparable to that of the elder Neishan!
But he couldn't replicate this person's experience.

Xu Yinxuan's grandfather was the master of Chuangong Hall, his parents were both Neishan elders, plus himself, Xu's family has four alchemists!

It is the top three factions of Zhixianjianzong.

And all of them are extraordinary.

Let alone him, even Kong Zhihua is overshadowed.

"Xu Yinxuan is considered a radical. It is said that he is fighting for the position of the Lord of the Law Enforcement Hall recently. You should avoid entanglements with him."

Kong Zhihua reminded softly.

In front of the Xu family, she also felt powerless.

"The uncle was joking, the nephew admires senior Xu so much that it's too late to worship him."

Chen Ping showed a harmless smile.

……

At the foot of the Holy Artifact Mountain.

As soon as he stepped into the range of the aura, Chen Ping's body tensed immediately.

Just now, a peeping force swept across quickly.

For a moment, he seemed to be watched from the inside out.

He hadn't encountered this kind of oppressive feeling for many years!

Even the divine soul dominated by Ershehun Dao is difficult to compete.

"Ancestral Artifact Spirit?"

Chen Ping was shocked, but he didn't dare to show any strangeness.

"go!"

Kong Zhihua's voice was crisp and clear, and he flew towards a mountain forest on the left.

Over there, stood a Tusha puppet tens of feet high.

The puppet's arms droop.

Five fingers spread across the ground.

As soon as Kong Zhihua and Chen Ping stepped onto the puppet's palm, the puppet's eyes flashed red.

The next moment, the puppet's arm soared hundreds of miles out of thin air.

Passed the two to the mountainside.

At the same time, another Tusha puppet standing on the mountainside reached out to catch it.

"Shh!"

Similarly, the length of the arms skyrocketed, carrying Kong Zhihua and Chen Ping to the top of the mountain.

After three or four rounds of support, the two landed on a square platform smoothly.

There are slowly floating white clouds all around, and the cold wind blows.

It can be seen that the majesty of the Holy Artifact Mountain has broken into the sky for an unknown number of miles.

"The most immortal sword sect and Tu Sha have a deadly feud!"

Thinking secretly, Chen Ping was extremely interested in the dozen or so seventh-order Tusha puppets in the Holy Artifact Mountain.

……

At this moment, hundreds of fellow disciples have gathered in the flat mountain.

On a platform, a group of monks in white shirts stood out of place.

The leader was a middle-aged male cultivator in a blue gown.

It was Meng Taining, the emissary of Lingquan Fairy Palace.

Xu Yinxuan who just met is also nearby.

His eyes were cold, and he kept looking at the disciples of Tianzhao Sword Sect.

In addition to him, there are two Uchiyama Elders who are left and right.

One is Elder Yan, the Master of the Disciple Hall who met Chen Ping in Tianya City.

Another ordinary-looking female cultivator in black, introduced by Kong Zhihua, is Elder Shi who guards the Sacred Artifact Mountain.

The appearance of Kong Zhihua and Chen Ping did not divert the attention of the three elders.

Obviously, the group led by Montanin is today's protagonist.

"I heard from my master that these fellow Taoists are monks of the Tianzhao Sword Sect."

"Tianzhao Sword Sect? My little brother has never heard of it."

"That's not true, Tianzhao Sword Sect is the super power of Xianque Xingchen, and they will use the ancestral map to comprehend the sword soul this time!"

"Hey, if you want to comprehend the sword soul in Zu Tuli, I'm afraid there won't be one among the hundred sword cultivators!"

On the side, the disciples of Jianzong whispered.

The well-informed person has already figured out the identity of this group of outsiders.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, may I ask what special sword spirits your sect has produced so far?"

Montaigne bowed his hands to the female nun in black and asked.

Shi Xiayue, an elder in the late refining period who guards the ancestral map.

"Friend Daoist Meng's heart is getting bigger."

Shi Xiayue smiled slightly, looked around and said:
"Extreme Immortal, Time and Shadow, Nether Yin and Yang, and the Other Side Sky."

"As long as the little friends of Tianzhao Sword Sect can comprehend one of them, this elder's long-cherished wish will be fulfilled."

"After all, I have served the holy artifact for nearly [-] years, and this elder has never witnessed any of the four great sword spirits!"

Time Sword Soul?

Hearing this, Chen Ping gave Kong Zhihua a puzzled look.

"The Sword Soul of Time is said to be closely related to the innate origin of the stars. The ancestors may have never seen that thing with their own eyes, so you don't even have to think about it!"

"It's better to be down-to-earth than ambitious, and the other dozen special sword spirits are also very powerful!"

(End of this chapter)