Zhang Yan passed through the hall and even through several Guanyu pavilions, and there were no prohibitions on the way.

After going up halfway up the mountainside, before arriving at the temple of this mountain road, between the mountains, looking at the sea of clouds churning, ethereal, although it has reached a very high place, but from the highest peak, there are still two mountains missing.

There is a prohibition on this mountain peak, if there is no road, Zhang Yan is not good at flying around, so as not to touch any formation.

While he was searching, he swept his eyes and saw that there was a plank road ladder between the mountain walls, which seemed to lead to another mountain beam, and he couldn't help but smile, and jumped forward, flying forward along this steep and narrow road.

When he passed through this place, everywhere he looked, there were caves and caves, and the number of them were all arranged according to the heavenly and earthly branches, which was very regular.

Zhang Yan had lived in the lower courtyard, and it seemed that this kind of scene was also familiar, and said secretly: "This place should be the place where the junior disciples of the Yaoyin faction lived, and those palaces when you want to come are where the lower courtyard of the Yaoyin faction is." ”

But after a while, he saw the end of the plank road, followed the path to the left hand, and suddenly saw a ten-zhang boulder across his eyes, but it was light-headed, as if someone was gently pushing behind, and it would collapse down.

Zhang Yan saw that this seemed to be a dead end, raised his eyebrows, and went around the back of the boulder, and sure enough, on the stone wall behind it, there were two holes dug out, about hundreds of zhang deep, and the light of the opening on the opposite side could be faintly seen.

He smiled slightly, his feet did not touch the ground, and he flew in, and after he got out of this hole, the sky brightened. He narrowed his eyes and fell to the ground.

It is supposed to be halfway up the second highest peak, and the boundary is flat and open, surrounded by countless lush trees.

There is a three-hole mountain gate with flying eaves and corners standing at present, a magic Jiao statue climbs on the roof ridge, the shape is hideous, there is a vigorous cypress tree with lush branches and leaves in front of the door, and needs to be hugged by ten people.

Straight up along the mountain road, you can see that there is an octagonal tower pavilion in the distance.

With Zhang Yan's eyesight, you can also see that it is covered with royal blue glazed tiles. It seems that he is also wearing a layer of bright yellow silk, and there is a bat copper bell hanging under the eaves, and he secretly thinks in his heart, like this shape, in a faction, I am afraid that it is not an ordinary place.

At the foot of the foot, the green smoke passed through the mountain gate and flew away along the mountain road. Almost instantly, we were under the tower.

Only then did I see that this octagonal tower pavilion had 16 floors, all of which were built with polished and smooth jade, and the bottom was surrounded by jade railings.

Zhang Yan stepped on the void and floated slowly, and found that his way in and out was also paved with jade slabs. It is engraved with turtle and crane ornaments, auspicious cloud patterns. A forbidden monument was erected in front of the tower, and the astrological pattern loomed, but it was already broken, and the traces and rubble were all over the ground. It must have been broken by someone by brute force not long ago.

Hearing the sound of a human voice, as soon as Zhang Yan landed, he stepped inside.

After entering, he was surprised to find that there were dozens of monks in different costumes sitting cross-legged against the wall, all of them seemingly operating mana. Refining something.

He raised his eyes and swept it, and saw that on the tower wall, there were rows of niches, and there was a magic weapon in each place, each with its own brilliance, all of which were dazzling and dazzling, and there were more than 300 pieces at a glance.

I immediately understood it in my heart. This pavilion must be the place where the disciples of the Yaoyin Sect placed their magic weapons, and it may be the place where the weapons were refined in the past.

However, on top of each magic weapon, there is a forbidden law, and each of those monks has chosen one and is working hard to refine it there.

Zhang Yannai is one of the top ten disciples of the Mingcang faction, even if there are a few real weapons, his vision is very high, and he has no interest in these magic weapons. However, this is only the first floor of this tower, this tower has a total of sixteen floors, maybe there is something on it, his heart moved, and he didn't look at these people, so he walked away. ...,

The dozens of monks below were relieved to see him go up.

Most of these people are in the Xuanguang One and Two Realms, although Zhang Yan has changed his appearance, his cultivation is still there, and when he came in, it gave them great pressure, and almost everyone had a stiff back and didn't dare to look back.

Zhang Yan walked quite quickly, and after nine floors in a row, he found that all the ordinary magic weapons were placed, no different from the first floor, and there were more than a dozen monks on each floor who were there to operate mana and refine the prohibition.

When he walked up, one of them happened to have obtained a magic weapon, and his eyes suddenly showed ecstasy. But he didn't have time to rejoice for a long time, but when he saw that a monk next to him also seemed to be successful, his face changed, and he hurriedly ran towards another magic weapon that he fancied, and occupied that position first, so that he could feel at ease.

It wasn't until Zhang Yan reached the fourteenth floor that he saw that the spiritual weapon was placed in the surrounding niches.

He looked around, and saw that there were not many monks compared to below, only a few people, but what attracted his attention was that a few niches were empty, and the magic weapon had long since disappeared.

When Zhang Yan came up, the Xuanguang monk closest to him saw a trace of smoke flying on his body, and knew that it was a Huadan monk, his expression was slightly dark, and he didn't dare to look more, so he immediately turned his face back.

At this moment, Zhang Yan suddenly heard a voice coming from the upper layer, but the words were casual and seemed to be very leisurely.

When he walked over, all the monks he saw were there struggling to refine the prohibition, but the people upstairs were so relaxed and talking, obviously they didn't take these magic weapons in their eyes, and they were undoubtedly disciples of the great sect.

Walking up the stairs, after stepping into the fifteenth floor, he saw more than a dozen monks standing together, some men and women, pointing at a magic weapon in the shape of a jade flute. ”

In fact, a month ago, when the treasure light of Qingtong Mountain appeared, although the gate of the array had been revealed, no one dared to enter recklessly, until each family used the secret method and explored one or two of the virtual realities, before they dared to enter boldly, so it was delayed for several days, in fact, most people entered here only one or two days earlier than Zhang Yan.

Besides, under the foothills, there were originally a lot of prohibitions, and the reason why Zhang Yan came all the way and didn't encounter it was actually broken by the people who came first.

In this way, the trip is naturally not fast, so that they run into it here.

Fang Zhenlu was daxiao for a while at this time, and said: "Senior Brother Kang is the senior brother of the Shaoqing faction, it is not difficult to break the ban!"

A young Taoist in a green robe with big sleeves didn't say much, and when he laughed, he saw a sword light suddenly flash, and everyone looked at it, and saw that the prohibition on the altar was broken in an instant, and they all praised it.

The young Taoist stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Poor Dao's swordsmanship, what does Senior Brother Fang think?"

Fang Zhenlu showed admiration and said "yes", but there was a hint of disapproval in his eyes, obviously not thinking it was a big deal.

The young Taoist smiled lightly, he reached in, and gently flicked the jade flute, which actually divided it into two parts.

None of the people present changed color, and even Fang Zhenlu was stunned and taken aback!

With a sword light, this person not only broke the prohibition, but also cut the magic weapon in half!

They all thought in their hearts, if this sword slashed at them, just ask the people here, who might stand in the way?

On top of this pavilion, there are two bright and moving female crowns with graceful postures, and at this time, the mouth of Tan opened slightly, and even the eyes looking at Senior Brother Nakang became a little different. ...,

After all, Fang Zhenlu was a disciple of the Great Sect, and after a little loss of consciousness, he regained his demeanor and said, "Senior Brother Kang's flying sword is so sharp, it must have been refined to be the 'killing sword'." ”

Senior Brother Nakang nodded, and said frankly: "Senior Brother Fang has good eyesight, among the three veins of Shaoqing, only killing the sword is in line with my heart!"

Zhang Yanshi saw clearly on the side, he was also a person who was good at flying swords, and he was the only one who saw the subtlety of the other party's sword, and said secretly: "It turns out that this person is the senior brother of the Shaoqing faction, no wonder he is so flamboyant and high-profile." ”

Fang Zhenlu suddenly said at this time: "Senior Brother Kang, when it comes to the technique of flying the sword, Senior Brother Zhang Yanzhang, one of the top ten disciples of my sect, is also good at this, I don't know if you have heard of it?"

Senior Brother Kang suddenly became a little interested, and said, "Oh, but that Zhang Yan and Zhang Daoyou, who are divided into sixteen swords in one breath and become a one-product Dan Cheng?"

Fang Zhenlu nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

Senior Brother Kang was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed.

Fang Zhenlu was surprised: "Why is Senior Brother sighing?"

Senior Brother Kang said regretfully: "It's a pity that the poor Dao is so talented, but it's not my Shaoqing disciple, he doesn't know the method of cultivating sword pills, no matter how good his talent is, I'm afraid he won't be able to refine the flying sword technique to that high and profound realm." ”

Fang Zhenlu smiled meaningfully: "The Shaoqing Sect's method, isn't it for everyone to see?"

Senior Brother Kang raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Yes, I don't have to say anything to others, if this Zhang Daoyou wants to see it, then it's okay, but I need to be able to fly the sword under my senior brothers." ”

Fang Zhenlu listened and smiled.

The Shaoqing faction has always made it clear that those who are interested in observing their own exercises can come to the mountain gate for a while, and only need to defeat the disciple who guards the mountain.

However, since Shaoqing sat in the position of the first major faction in the Xuanmen, there are very few people who have the courage to go up to the mountain gate to fight swords.

Not to mention it a thousand years ago, in the past thousand years, Nanhua sent Feiju Zhenren to count one, and Mingcang sent Luo Qichen to count one, but they didn't really enter the mountain gate, but after a swordsmanship outside the mountain, they took a draw and turned around.

Senior Brother Kang pointed ahead at this time, and said to Fang Zhenlu: "Senior Brother Fang, you see that magic weapon is not bad, why don't you take a look?"

Fang Zhenlu turned his eyes and saw that it was a mallet-shaped magic weapon, and he frowned unconsciously, he knew that the other party was secretly competing with himself.

He is one of the top ten disciples of the Mingcang faction, and in terms of his identity in the sect, he is still above Kang Tong, but he doesn't want to fall into the name of the Mingcang faction in front of him, so he smiled and said, "Okay, Senior Brother Kang, wait a while, and see the junior brother take it." ”

Fang Zhenlu stood in front of the prohibition and said secretly in his heart: "The right talent Kang Tong has shown such a method, but I can't be weaker than him." ”

He is also a man of dexterity and change, and after only a little thought, he has an idea.

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...... (To be continued)