readx;? Born here, will die here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoPerhaps, this is the best destination for Master Li. The obsession is so deep, so what kind of bond should it be when she smashes the king's gate? I'm afraid, this is an eternal mystery.

Xiao Qian got up, the expression on his face was very heavy.

With a long sigh, he left the dungeon. Master Li's departure was a surprise for him. Still, that's fine.

In the battle that follows, many former enemies or friends may die in front of them. Master Li's death just reminded him of the awakening.

The path of cultivation is built by ten thousand bones. On this road, there is never a shortage of geniuses, and whoever can persevere to the end is the real genius. Master Li did not hesitate to sacrifice his life for the sake of his so-called pride. However, isn't this the epitome of a cultivator?

Cultivators do not hesitate to fight with people, do not hesitate to fight with the sky, just to become stronger. In the process, some people's hands will be stained with blood, and some will become a stepping stone for others.

Master Li's Tao is the saddest and most cruel, but it also makes Xiao Qian feel indescribable.

Extreme, perhaps this is the best way to describe it. Qinglian Immortal Gu had too much influence on Master Li, and she would rather die than be weaker than Xiao Qian.

"Hantan, then go and have a look. Xiao Qian sighed and drifted to Hantan.

This used to be the place that the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect valued the most. Practicing in this cave for one day is the effect of several days in other places. All the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were yearning, but no one noticed the cold pool outside the cave.

I didn't think there was anything before, but now Xiao Qian has discovered that the aura of heaven and earth in the cold pool is even several times that of the cave.

Sensing this, he was taken aback. In that case, then why did the master never let the disciples in the sect enter the cold pool to cultivate?

Immediately, he rushed into the cold pool.

The biting pool of water had no effect on him. His physical body is almost the limit of human beings, even if it is a sword split, it may not be able to hurt him.

The further down it goes, the colder the pool becomes, but the aura gets thicker and thicker.

The concentration of aura at the bottom of the pool is comparable to that of Yun Broken Peak. If it weren't for his own experience, Xiao Qian would never believe it. What is contained in the Cloud Broken Peak is the aura of tens of millions of years ago, but this cold pool has been exposed for tens of millions of years, even if it has a large amount of heaven and earth aura, it should be dissipated.

But the facts are in front of him, this rich aura of heaven and earth, even he dare not underestimate it.

After checking at the bottom of the pool, he found that someone had already cultivated here. The bottom of the pool was full of sword marks, and there were even a few fist prints.

Xiao Qian gathered all his strength and punched the surrounding rock walls. But the traces left behind are not much more obvious than the previous ones.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Qian was taken aback. The strength of his physical body was already extremely terrifying, and if it was an ordinary rock, it would definitely not be able to withstand the power of his punch.

But now, his attack had left only a small mark on the rock.

What surprised him even more was that the mark on the side was not much different from the mark he had left. Could it be that there are people other than themselves who have tempered their physical bodies to such an extent?

His physical body was tempered under the thunderstorm, and there could be absolutely no similarity.

"Father......" Xiao Qian muttered.

If there is anyone else in the Qingcheng faction who has such a strong strength, I am afraid that only his father is his own. Judging by the imprint on this stone, the time left by this imprint should be when he was a child.

Could it be that my father used to cultivate here?

A series of questions emerged from his mind, could it be that the person who cultivated in the cold pool was his father? If this was the case, then why did the sword spirit choose himself instead of his father?

I looked around at the bottom of the pool, but I didn't find anything of value. Except for the extremely rich aura of heaven and earth, there are no other abnormalities.

Could it be that Master Li let himself come here just to remember?

At this moment, he suddenly felt a hint of familiarity.

"This is ......," Xiao Qian said in disbelief, "The power of annihilation?"

He was familiar with this force. It was by relying on the power of silence that he stepped into the realm of kings, and in his own domain, he kept his father's silence gun.

Immediately, he walked in the direction from which the breath had come from.

In front of him was a broken sword.

After seeing this broken sword, Xiao Qian's face changed greatly. This broken sword, whether it is the shape or the cross-section, is exactly the same as the sword king sword. If he hadn't clearly known that the dragon bird had been repaired by himself, he probably wouldn't really have to believe that this was the half of the truncated sword that he had left in the sword shrine.

When he picked it up, he realized what was different about the broken sword.

On the sword, there was no trace of the breath of the Sword King, only the familiar power of annihilation.

"Father, have you also entered the Sword Tomb?" Xiao Qian muttered, he thought that he was the first person to enter the cold pool, but it turned out that his father had already come before him.

He thought that he had gone in after the sword mound. But now, this broken sword shows that before him, his father also entered the sword mound.

In this way, twenty years ago, my father's experience was surprisingly similar to my own.

Could it be that all the things he has experienced are just a reenactment of his father's past? However, if this is the case, then why would Xuanyuan Jian recognize himself as the master instead of choosing his father.

All kinds of questions swirled in Xiao Qian's mind, lingering.

Xuanyuan Sword's choice has always been a mystery. Father is the first day of the Qingcheng faction, if it were for the help of Xuanyuan Sword, I am afraid that he would have already become an emperor. And he embarked on the path of cultivation with the help of the sword spirit.

Almost the same life, is what awaits me the same experience as my father?

"Father, can you explain to me? What the hell is going on?" Xiao Qian rose into the air, rushed out of the cold pool, and muttered.

The tip of the sword represents killing, and the hilt of the sword is called the royal road.

Could this be the real reason why he comprehended the royal way? In this way, his father's power of annihilation came from the inspiration of the Sword King?

Xiao Qian's mind became more and more confused, the sword spirit stayed in the imperial capital city, Ying Long was in retreat, his mother's whereabouts were unknown, and no one could solve his doubts.

He sat down cross-legged next to Hantan, just as he had been when he couldn't cultivate.

After all these changes, his cultivation could no longer be suppressed. In Cloud Broken Peak, he has been suppressing his own power all along. Stepping into the Four Heavens too early can only hasten his death. Although the open sea has abundant aura, it is definitely not a suitable place to impact the higher realm.

Now, coming to the Qingcheng faction, he did not continue to suppress his strength, but released all his breath.

A powerful coercion swept through the Qingcheng faction, and everyone below the king trembled. In the face of the king's breath, they had no room for resistance.

Even a few elders looked in the direction of Hantan in horror at this time.

Xiao Qian's aura was so terrifying that they subconsciously restrained their breath.

At this time, Xiao Qian seemed to have become one with the cold iceberg. He could clearly feel every change on the mountain, even the breathing of those disciples.

The cold pool beside him was like an inexhaustible spiritual eye, providing him with a steady stream of spiritual energy.

Xiao Qian's was actually gradually climbing, and the barrier of the Three Heavens had gradually loosened. His strength has grown by leaps and bounds, but this growth has never stopped.

The terrifying power is still rising, and it is absolutely impossible to stop in a short period of time.

This time, it was very different from when he stepped into the realm of kings. At that time, he refused to cut off the bonds, went against the sky, and was punished by thunder. But now, it was as if he had become one with this heaven and earth.

Even his realm has been greatly nourished, and the flowers and plants have begun to grow wildly, and even the scope is much larger than before.

Cultivating oneself will not work by relying solely on the path that others have walked. No strong person relies on others to reach the top.

Xiao Qian's learning is miscellaneous, the exercises of the Qingcheng faction, the Xiao family's destiny, and the secrets of each family.

These were the keys to his past confrontation. Whether it was the Three Palms of the Holy Spirit or other exercises, they all brought him great help. Now, he's trying to combine these moves to create his own mastery.

The dragon bird once deprived the sword king technique from his mind, and later, he realized the true meaning of the royal way. Created his own royal road slash.

Realize!

This is the true meaning of cultivation, and blindly studying can only lead to inferiority.

also borrowed from the Sword King Technique, and his father comprehended the power of annihilation, but he only learned the Sword King Technique and the Sword of the Royal Road. Perhaps, this is the gap between myself and my father.

Xiao Qian sat cross-legged on the edge of the cold pool, as if he had turned into a fossil. There was an indescribable aura on his body.

This breath is somewhat similar to his, but not identical.

"Master, you won't be disappointed. Xiao Qian opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He has a complex and indescribable temperament.

At this time, he had truly stepped into the Four Heavens. Compared to before, his strength has increased by leaps and bounds.

"Qian'er, you're finally going to follow in your father's footsteps. Bo Zhong looked at Xiao Qian and showed a smile of relief, "If your father and your master have spirits in the sky, they should also rest in peace." ”

Xiao Qian got up, but his body flickered, and he came to Bo Zhong.

"Uncle Shi, this is not auspicious or evil, please accept the worship of my nephew!" The words fell, and Xiao Qian bowed respectfully.