Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 176

There are indeed many members of the Yunjian Sect who have entered the ruins of the ancient battlefield. In addition to Tu Mo, a strong man in the Phaseless Realm who has already appeared, there are also a group of elders in the Qianyuan Realm, and outstanding disciples headed by Wu Qing.

Some small sects or casual cultivators avoided Yunjian sect members when they saw them, even if they were ridiculed by them, they did not dare to speak out and get angry.

A few days passed, and the news that Ding Ben had fallen into Qingyan's hands had spread throughout the ruins.

Many practitioners couldn't help being surprised, not only because Qingyan killed Ding Ben forcefully, but also because the ghost who had been silent for several years came out again.

After the incident of the underground ruins of Tongxiang City, the major sects suffered serious losses, and the ghosts also suffered damage to their heritage. Unexpectedly, a few years later, they came out of the mountain again.

As soon as the news of Qingyan appearing in the ruins of the ancient battlefield spread, it instantly aroused the anger of various sects, especially Luochahai and Duantian Pavilion.

To be precise, it was two disciples of these two sects, Yu Sanye and Ji Huan.

After the battle of Tongxiang, the divine soldiers Banshanjin and Cangwu fell into the hands of ghosts, and they naturally wanted to take it back with all their strength, not only because the two swords were divine weapons, but also because of the face of the two sects.

But now, Yunjian Sect no longer shouts that Cangwu Sword belongs to them.

Surprisingly, only Ji Huan came to the Duantian Pavilion.

Dressed in white, Ling Feng stands alone on the cliff, his body is as straight as a sword, but there is a faint hint of melancholy between his brows.

For several years, Ji Huan had been practicing in closed-door training in the Duantian Pavilion. Apart from the loss of the Cangwu Sword that made him uneasy, only some things that happened in Nanlu could attract his attention.

He took out a piece of black metal from his arms, felt the burning sensation in it, and felt doubtful.

Like Wu Cangyu, he also obtained such a piece of metal from a black mist filled with red light somewhere, and he also didn't know its function.

Suddenly, several sword lights lit up not far away, and then they converged together, revealing Wu Qing's figure.

The eyes of the two met, and there was a faint stirring of sword energy.

After a while, Ji Huan said, "Are you looking for me?"

Wu Qing smiled and said, "Let's talk about cooperation with you."

Ji Huan twitched his eyes and said, "What can I talk to you about?"

Wu Qing said: "There shouldn't be any deep hatred between you and my two factions."

Ji Huan froze, thinking about it carefully, apart from the Cangwu sword, they really had no enmity, but the matter of Tang Ge had always been a grudge in his heart.

Wu Qing said again: "We can take back the Cangwu Sword together."

Ji Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "The Cangwu Sword is mine."

Wu Qing smiled and said, "Of course."

Ji Huan narrowed his eyes and said, "You would do such an unconditional thing?"

Wu Qing put his hands behind his back and said, "Of course not, I want the hyphenated sword formula."

Hearing this, Ji Huan's face changed suddenly, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he said after a while: "The Duantian Pavilion inherits the Duanjianjue, and there has never been the Duanzijianjue you mentioned."

There is only one word difference between Duanjianjue and Duanzijianjue, but this is not a coincidence.

Wu Qing stared at Ji Huan with a deep gaze and said, "Do you think you can hide it from the truth? What the Yunjian Sect wants to know has never been miscalculated before."

Ji Huan looked away, his eyes lowered, and the coldness in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

The Twelve Sword Sect is the authentic sect of swordsmanship and the former overlord of the Kunlun world.

Although Yun Jianzong is not as good as the Twelve Sword Sects back then, he is still considered a giant now.

The most important thing is that they all inherit the sword.

Wu Qing looked at him quietly, smiling, and remained silent.

After a long time, Ji Huan said: "No matter how powerful the broken character sword art is, it is only at the level of the minor holy art. Although the sword art of the minor holy art level is rare, there must be no shortage in the Yunjian sect. Why do you have to get it?"

Wu Qing thought for a while and said, "Once the twelve-character sword formulas are assembled, it is a holy art."

Ji Huan gasped, he had never heard of this matter.

Among the sword formulas at the holy level, only Yun Jianzong has one in the Kunlun world. Of course, no one knows that Tang Ge's ten-level sword formula is also on this list.

Even at the risk of death and Taoism, there will be countless practitioners who want to obtain the holy art.

Ji Huan frowned tightly, and said: "There are no other eleven sword formulas, so what if we have the hyphenated sword formula?"

Wu Qing suppressed her smile and said, "You don't need to worry about that."

Ji Huan's expression changed slightly, and he wondered if Yun Jianzong had other twelve-character sword formulas?

After a while, he said again: "Qingyan's path is extremely deep, can you take back the Cangwu Sword?"

Wu Qing said: "Of course I won't rob him by force, I have my own way to make a deal with him."

Ji Huan was silent for a long time, and said, "Okay."

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Ning Zhiqiu followed Kunlun Mountain and the others, and his eyes kept falling on Nian Ruyin. The faint coldness made him tremble from time to time, but he refused to stay away or even look away.

Wen Zhuo noticed something strange about him and thought to himself, maybe you have fallen in love with Master Nian, right?

When they saw several clouds and sword lights streaking across the sky from a distance, they stopped.

Nian Ruyin finally looked at Ning Zhiqiu squarely, and said, "Is it the well-known tic-tac-toe art you have practiced?"

Ning Zhiqiu nodded blankly, as if she didn't hear what Nian Ruyin asked, the nodding was just a subconscious reaction.

There was a chill in Nian Ruyin's bright eyes, Ning Zhiqiu was shocked, regained consciousness in an instant, and quickly lowered his head.

She said again: "Follow me, don't get lost."

Ning Zhiqiu raised his head to look at her, his eyes slightly dodged, and said, "Why?"

Nian Ruyin turned around and ignored it.

Ning Zhiqiu scratched his head with doubts on his face.

Wu Cangyu walked up to him and whispered: "Yunjian Sect covets the Twelve-Word Sword Art, and Master Nian is worried that they will attack you."

Ning Zhiqiu said, "Worried?"

Wu Cangyu said helplessly: "I was wrong, she just didn't want Yun Jianzong to get the Tic Tac Sword Art."

Ning Zhiqiu said, "Oh."

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Outside the poisonous mist of Zeming Lake, there are still many practitioners waiting and watching, and no one dares to enter it. Most of these practitioners are members of small sects and casual practitioners.

A handsome man with a folding fan in his hand walked slowly and stopped at the edge of the mist.

It was a very ordinary action, but it attracted a lot of attention. They recognized the mountain and river pattern on the folding fan, and naturally knew the identity of this person.

The hermit of mountains and rivers spreads the words of heaven.

He only stayed for a moment, and then walked into the fog with everyone's astonished eyes, very casual, as if he was walking on an ordinary road.

It took a long time for those sluggish eyes to come back to their senses, and then there were constant commotions from the crowd.

"Brother, shall we go in too?"

"Senior brother, maybe there is an opportunity in it?"

"Uncle Jiang, time is waiting for me!"

"Wait, wait..."

"How can Bu Tianyan be compared to us?"

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The sounds of quarrels and debates lasted for half a day, and then some people couldn't bear their curiosity any longer and rushed into the miasma.

Afterwards, those hesitant practitioners gritted their teeth and finally made up their minds.

Amid the poisonous miasma, it suddenly became a lively place in the ruins.

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When Bu Tianyan passed through the fog, avoided the whirlpools and landed on Zeming Island, and then jumped to the top of the mountain to see Tang Ge, he was first happy, and then instantly shocked.

Tang Ge and Ji Qingyun sat cross-legged and closed their eyes tightly. Their bodies were covered with black blood, and their breathing was extremely disordered.

He moved his eyes away and saw the huge thing not far away through the fog.

The giant bird and ferocious beast spread its wings and lay on the ground. Its pitch-black feathers fell all over the ground, and black blood continued to flow out of its body, soaking a large open space and exuding a stench.

Although it opened its scarlet eyes, it was already lifeless.

Bu Tianyan was secretly shocked, probably guessing what happened here, but the giant bird and beast was so fierce that even Ji Qingyun was seriously injured.

He looked away, only to see Gu Zhiyue not far away surrounded by sword light.

Or sensing that someone was coming, Tang Ge slowly opened his eyes, but there was no luster in his eyes.

He looked at Bu Tianyan and said in a weak voice: "Why are you here?"

Bu Tianyan sighed and said, "How did you become like this?"

Tang Ge said, "Let's get to the point."

Bu Tianyan said: "I think you should be here, so I came to look for you."

Tang Ge's eyes were lowered, and the sword energy whistling all over his body continued to gather into several ferocious blood marks on his chest, which were injured by the sharp claws of the giant bird and beast.

After a while, he said, "Where's Cangwu Sword?"

Bu Tianyan's eyes flickered slightly and he said, "He's here with me."

Tang Ge said, "Give it to me."

Bu Tianyan hesitated for a moment, and when he grasped the palm of his hand, a white jade-like long sword emerged.

Tang Ge lifted his eyes slightly, and glanced at the Cangwu Sword. The sword energy around him roared out, wrapped around the Cangwu Sword, and the sword light flickered, and disappeared after a while.

Bu Tianyan said, "Do you still want Banshan Jin?"

Tang Ge drooped his eyelids and said, "No."

After a moment of pause, he said again: "Let Yu Sanye use his ability to rob it."

Bu Tianyan was extremely helpless, pouted, not knowing what to say.

He walked up to the giant bird and beast and stared at the scarlet eyes. Although it was dead, there was still a strange aura in those eyes.

Bu Tianyan's eyes then became slack, and then his face was shocked, and when he came back to his senses, he was already sweating profusely.

"This is actually a Guhuo bird...how is that possible?"

(End of this chapter)