Chapter 1181: Repair the Cave Mansion

Today, each of the ten thousand peaks in this Taixuan Lake is intact, and the Taixuan Hall in the center of the lake and the sword intent contained in the mountain peaks are also intact.

This is Tang Huan's confidence.

In the Taixuan Palace, Tang Huan had already completely urged the "Wanyan Infinite Sword Array" to move.

At this time, the countless veins that radiated around this temple seemed to turn into criss-crossing pipes, and with the rapid operation of the sword array, the pure power gathered in the hall poured into those pipes little by little, spreading in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, that power had already spread over Taixuan Lake.

"Hum—"

Wherever the power passed, the void fluctuated sharply, and a trembling sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.

It didn't take long for a valley not far from Taixuan Lake to reach a spatial crack tens of meters long with this spreading power.

The majestic power suddenly gathered in a steady stream, and little by little it merged into this heaven and earth.

There seemed to be two invisible giant hands, grasping both sides of the spatial crack, constantly moving closer to each other. It seemed like a few hours, and after a few days, the spatial crack finally disappeared completely, and the power originating from the Taixuan Hall stopped converging in this direction, but continued to expand wildly in all directions.

The spatial cracks closed one by one, the spatial traps were filled one by one, and the fragile areas of the space gradually became stable.

In the Taixuan Palace, Tang Huan's body was like a rock, motionless, but the power accumulated in the hall was rapidly decreasing.

"Whew!"

I don't know how long it took, the power in the hall was completely depleted, Tang Huan sensed the situation of the "Phantom Sword Heavenly Mansion" for a moment, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

With so much power, it has only repaired almost two percent of the spatial cracks and spatial traps and those spaces that may collapse at any time, and this kind of repair is still at a shallow level, not thorough, and it can't be compared with those solid areas of this cave space.

Repairing this "Phantom Sword Heavenly Mansion" is indeed a long way to go.

"After you go out, you have to find more strength. ”

Tang Huan's thoughts moved slightly, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he slowly stood up, but just as he was about to walk out of the Taixuan Palace, a beautiful figure had already flashed in from outside the hall, with a graceful figure, delicate as a flower, and between the smiles, the style revealed was very charming.

"Sanshan!"

After not seeing him for a long time, Tang Huan couldn't help but feel excited, and with his arms wrapped, the two figures were already leaning together......

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Tower of Babel, east of the Wind, Fire and Thunder Realm.

The news of the reopening of the third-floor entrance passage of the "Tower of Babel", as well as everything that had happened inside, had not only spread throughout the "Wind, Fire, Thunder Realm" and "Xuanfrost and Snow Realm", but also spread to the "Tongtian Ancient Domain" outside, and many people who had turned into virtual powerhouses were moved.

However, in addition to the heartbeat, everyone was shocked by the terrible mortality rate.

A thousand living beings entered, but only more than 200 came out in the end, and there were only nine people plus a small "spirit beast" who obtained the "Qiankun Dao Pearl". This means that the vast majority of the strong people who enter will not only not get the Dao Bead, but will also bury their lives there.

But even so, there were still many Void Turning Powerhouses rushing to the eastern entrance of the Wind, Fire and Thunder Realm.

The arch on the high platform has figures entering and exiting almost every day.

However, almost all of them came and went away, and the entrance passage was indeed opened, but only a high platform carrying an arch remained on the third floor of the "Tower of Babel", and even the chaos that lingered around the high platform had disappeared. As for the gathering of thousands of people and the attraction of the heavenly road, it did not happen, and even on the high platform, the eight characters of "thousands of people gathered and the beginning of the universe" condensed by countless lines were no longer there.

Everyone finally realized that after the "Qiankun Dao Realm" appeared once, it was impossible for it to appear again in a short period of time.

Perhaps when the three floors and high platform of the "Tower of Babel" are haunted by that chaos again, the huge heavenly road connecting the "Qiankun Dao Realm" will be revealed again.

Such a result makes everyone extremely regretful.

And in a cloud of mist about thousands of miles away from the entrance of the three-story arch of the "Tower of Babel", Shao Yang, who was sitting cross-legged like a sculpture, looked at the scroll in his hand, but his eyebrows were full of anxiety.

He didn't calculate exactly how many days had passed, but he thought it had been no less than two months.

At the beginning, after Tang Huan obtained the artifact map of the "Bailie Detachment Musket" from him outside Tongtian City, it only took one day to forge the divine weapon.

But now, Tang Huan has been in it for two months and has not appeared.

Even if it takes a longer time to forge a saint-rank divine weapon, it won't grow so much, right? This made Shao Yang can't help but start thinking nonsense, but he didn't know the situation inside, and it was impossible for him to enter it by himself now, even if he was anxious, he could only endure it.

According to his judgment, the Saint-Order Divine Weapon he wanted was likely to have failed to be forged.

If this is the case, he can only accept it, even if the Saint-Rank Heavenly Craftsman is forging a Saint-Rank Heavenly Soldier, he has an extremely high failure rate, let alone forging a Saint-Rank Divine Weapon.

Forcibly pressing down all kinds of complicated thoughts in his mind, Shao Yang slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, a strange fluctuation suddenly woke Shao Yang up, and when he looked down, he found that the scroll in his hand was already glowing, and it was slowly unfolding.

Tang Huan is coming out?

Shao Yang's thoughts moved slightly, his heartbeat accelerated slightly, and he became nervous for no reason, and his two eyes looked at the landscape painting scroll like a living thing without blinking.

"Whew!"

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow flashed out from within the landscape painting, it was Tang Huan, who was holding a long sword in his hand, the sword was more than one meter long, the sword body was about three fingers wide, white as snow, but in the center of the sword body, there was a shallow golden groove, extending from the tip of the sword to the gauntlet, and the blades on both sides of the sharp edge were also blooming with a faint golden glow, gold and white, which made this long sword unique.

Of course, the most important thing is that the aura emanating from this long sword is terrifying to the extreme, and even a monk like him feels his soul throb for no reason.

Shao Yang almost saw this long sword, his eyes seemed to be glued to it, and he couldn't move it anymore, and his face couldn't help but flush. After a long time, Shao Yang came back to his senses and rubbed his hands in disdain: "Little brother, this ...... This sword ......"

He could be sure that this long sword was forged according to the map of the Saint-rank Divine Soldier he gave Tang Huan, but after all, this Saint-Rank Divine Weapon was still in Tang Huan's hands after all, if Tang Huan made any more requests temporarily, even if he was reluctant, he would have to accept it.

"Senior, then, now it's yours!"

As soon as Tang Huan shook his hand, he threw the long sword in his hand.

Shao Yang subconsciously took the long sword, but he was a little stunned, he thought about many possibilities, but he didn't expect Tang Huan to hand over the saint-rank divine soldier to himself so happily. After a long while, Shao Yang woke up like a dream, and he was quite ashamed in his heart: "Little brother, thank you." ”

"Senior Shaoyang, you and I don't owe each other. ”

Tang Huan smiled indifferently, he had stayed in the cave mansion for so long this time, in addition to spending a lot of time repairing the cave mansion, he had also forged six divine weapons in one go, including Shao Yang's long sword. This is also because the five Saint-level Divine Weapons that belong to him do not have enough materials for the time being.

Otherwise, Tang Huan could have forged all the eleven divine weapons.

“……”

Shao Yang finally took the Holy Rank Divine Soldier and said goodbye to Tang Huan happily. Tang Huan retracted his gaze, spun through the clouds, and plunged headlong into the fierce wind domain.