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Xuanjia land, in front of a pool the size of ten zhang and bright red as blood. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xuanzhong Mountain stood with his sword in his hand, looking at the old man in sackcloth and gray hair in front of him, and he didn't say a word.

Xuan Yezi chuckled, even if he was dressed in sackcloth, he couldn't hide the pride that came out of his bones as a god craftsman.

Stretching out his hand and pointing outside the Xuan family, Xuan Yezi chuckled and said: "Look at the martial arts people in the rivers and lakes in this mountain and Wucheng, they think they have seen the truth, and even argue with others, narrating the facts of their self-righteousness, but they don't know that in the eyes of the old man, it is just a joke, who told them that the Xuan family opened the army pool to forge divine soldiers, do you believe it? If you hide your identity and go out to tell them the truth, they will definitely think you are a fool, and even spit on your face." ”

Xuan Zhongshan said thoughtfully: "The rivers and lakes don't just need such a person, after reading the beginning, I thought I had reached the end, and I saw everything through, but he was as fragile as an ant, but all living beings should have the meaning of his existence." ”

"You can see clearly, it seems that this trip has gained a lot. Xuan Yezi glanced at him and said, "It's a pity, if I give you another Jiazi, my Xuan family may not be able to give birth to a Dacheng Sword King." ”

A wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Xuan Zhongshan shook his head and said no more.

......

Mountain House.

After drinking the last sip of Shanwu Brew, Su Qinian got up and left, what he got from the mouth of the three sects and nine streams was always the most superficial, he didn't have time to listen to these people spitting all over the sky here, these people are sometimes more stubborn than you imagined, if you go to say a few words to him, it will only attract a pair of disdainful eyes.

Therefore, few of these rangers can move the rivers and lakes, and the millennium family is still a millennium family.

Xuan family land.

With Su Qinian's cultivation as the realm, as soon as the soul deterrence technique moved, he drove straight into the gate of the Xuan family.

After enslaving a Xuanjia protector, Su Qinian intercepted his memories and learned where the entrance to the Xuanjia Soldier Pool was, which was by the Wuquan Pond in that mountain.

Bright red as blood mountain Wu Spring, every drop is as viscous as mercury, Su Qiannian stared at this mountain Wu Spring, ignoring the two guarding deacons, worthy of being one of the top ten ancient springs, not alarmed, but full of scorching heat, and the air is not wavering, not even the slightest sign of distortion, strange to the extreme, but Su Qiannian has a feeling, this spring pool can not be entered lightly, the gods are a little vigilant in it, it seems that the damage to the spiritual will is not small.

The entrance to the pond is right next to the spring, and it looks like a cave.

Descending the ancient stone steps, the flames in the bronze lamps swayed, and at some point, the sky was already imperceptible, and the air was much thinner, becoming cold, as if returning to the cold winter wax moon.

Walk down the 999th stone steps, and finally step on a piece of yellow earth, where the lights are not extinguished, the mountain Wuquan is introduced here, and the ravines that are as thin as a hair or as thick as a human waist are opened up on the loess are criss-crossed, like the meridians of the human body, and are intertwined.

Xuanjia Bingchi!

Su Qiannian saw that this was like entering the army pool in the hinterland of the human body, even with his current knowledge, he had to admire the Xuan family's soldiers.

Take one of the top ten ancient springs in the world as the pond water, nourish and temper the weapons day and night, look at the thickness of the meridians on the earth, I am afraid it is also divided according to the height of the blade, the need is different, the natural pool water is also different.

Su Qinian soon saw the first Xuanjia Tibetan soldier, which was a halberd, which could be one zhang long, with a deep blue-black halberd body, a snowy blade, and a cold light, as if it could pierce people's eyes.

Lower Traceless Treasure!

This is still close to the entrance of the Bingchi, and the quenched mountain Wuquan is only half the thickness of a little finger.

The further he went, Su Qiannian couldn't help but take a deep breath, worthy of being a family of divine craftsmen for thousands of years, the Tibetan soldiers in this soldier pool, the hundreds of mouths he has seen so far, there is not a single broken blade, at least they are all lower traceless treasure soldiers, and even the further he goes, Su Qiannian has seen forty or fifty middle-rank traceless treasures, and three or four high-level traceless soldiers.

The Bing Pond is very large, and in the underground of the Xuan family's land, Su Qiannian can imagine that the people in the Jianghu Martial Arts, especially those rangers, must be extremely yearning for this place.

However, after seeing the corpses and bones at his feet, Su Qinian couldn't help but shake his head, wealth and wealth are moving, for people in the rivers and lakes, the secret book of divine soldiers is the biggest temptation.

One upper-rank Traceless Soldier, two upper-rank Traceless Soldiers, and three high-ranking Traceless Soldiers......

After half a burnt incense, Su Qinian walked nearly two miles and had seen no less than 30 high-level traceless treasure soldiers, all of whom were rooted in the arm-thick mountain Wu springs, which could withstand the spirituality tempered by the mountain Wu Spring, and the weapons forged by the Xuan family were more agile than those cast by ordinary soldiers in the world.

After a stick of incense, Su Qinian saw the first sip of the psychic weapon.

This is a giant sword that can be more than three zhang high, the whole body is cast like a flame, entangled in a raging real fire, red as blood, pure as glass, the slightest wisp of sharp air lingers, outlining a forbidden sword domain of more than ten zhang, as soon as it is approaching, it will encounter the sharp edge of the sword, under the original god, there are a few people who can stop it.

"Good sword. ”

Su Qiannian sighed, worthy of being a divine craftsman Xuanjia, only this psychic sword, you can see the Xuanjia heritage, all say that the Xuanzhong Mountain and that mountain sword ranks ninety-eighth in the weapon spectrum, in Su Qinian's opinion, the sword in front of him is much stronger than the spirituality of the mountain sword, I don't know how many years it has been conceived in the pool, how much sharp sword power has been accumulated, if it all burst out, in Su Qiannian's opinion, it will never be inferior to a master of the Yuan Shen Xiaocheng.

"The little fairy also knows the way of casting, and he is really knowledgeable. ”

I don't know when, an old man dressed in linen clothes and gray hair came to his side, with a smile on his face, he also looked at the giant sword in front of him, and said: "Xuanchi Demon Sword, the twelfth generation of the Xuan family craftsman, take the ancient battlefield blue blood pill heart, earth fire essence gold, it took four years and nine days to cast and refine, the day the sword was completed, the seven demon kings came, the twelfth generation of the god self-destructed the original god, held the sword to kill the seven kings, scattered the soul in the sword, this sword has been sealed in the pool since then, raising the sword for more than 2,000 years, just waiting for the sword master to be born, and kill all the demons." ”

Su Qinian nodded, as if he was not surprised by the appearance of the old man, and said, "The divine sword is difficult to cast, and the sword master is also difficult to find." ”

The old man sighed when he heard this, and said: "There are too many smart people in this world, so there are fewer and fewer people who can hold swords, everyone is watching, staring at each other with big eyes, can you really stare at a peaceful and prosperous world?"

"So here I am. ”

Su Qinian turned around, really reflected the outline of the old man in front of him into his pupils, and said calmly: "The head of the Xuan family, the divine craftsman Xuan Yezi." ”

"A little immortal is a little immortal, it seems that the mountains have not been able to hide it from you," Xuan Yezi said with a smile, "I don't know what the little immortal thinks of my Xuan family." ”

"If you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will be good to the world. ”

Su Qinian's words were not generous, but Xuan Yezi showed a solemn expression, groaned slightly, and said: "In addition to the high-level traceless treasure soldiers and psychic divine soldiers, the Xuanjia soldier pool can be dedicated to the saint." ”

At this moment, it was Su Qinian's turn to show a look of surprise, he didn't expect this Xuan family head to be so simple, as far as he was concerned, under the upper level of the Xuan family's soldiers, there were no less than two thousand, and the traceless soldiers in this world were by no means as few as imagined, nor as many as imagined, even if it was a mouthful of inferior traceless treasures, they could at least sell ten thousand taels of snow silver, and the Xuan family took it out to the treasury at this time, no less than 20 million taels, not to mention that there were no less than a hundred median traceless treasures, that is, the family of divine craftsmen, I am afraid that it is a great sect of the Zhenguo, and it will definitely not be able to take it out。

Xuan Yezi's tone was calm, and he said: "The little immortal should see it very clearly, I am waiting for the thousand-year-old family, How can the sect not be able to see clearly, it's just that the ancestral foundation of thousands of years is not only the glory of the first generation of ancestors, but the foundation left by the ancestors and ancestors to future generations, no one wants to bear the infamy in their own generation, of course, it may not last for eternity, the power of the saints runs through the ages, everyone knows that the nine demon saints were not killed, but were banished into the turbulence of time and space, no one knows which day will return, but since the demons are gradually moving, it means that there is not much time. ”

"There are not many people who understand like the master of the Xuan family. ”

Xuan Yezi shook his head and said: "Many people understand, but they don't want to admit it, they deceive themselves, but it is the disciples who kill, Xuan Yezi has lived for so many years, and he has also seen it, all of this, what if it is added to the old man's body, after the end of his life, a cup of loess, who can still remember the old man, the smoke and clouds gather and disperse, there is always an end, but dust to dust, soil to earth." ”

Hearing this, even if he was like Su Qinian, there was a bit of solemnity on his face, and he said, "Dare to ask Elder Xuanxi where he is." ”

"Right here," Xuan Yezi sighed, "This is an old thing, the old man was quite sharp in order to seek the upper position, and the Shenjiang Lu was left to him by the previous generation of the head of the family, but now the Xuan family needs it more, there are hijackers in troubled times, and they need the Shenjiang Lu to guide, just wait for the robbery to become a success, the old man should return to seclusion, concentrate on martial arts, and do not ask about foreign objects." ”

With a wave of his hand, he saw that the invisible sword domain of the Xuanchi Demon Slashing Sword dissolved, and the air distorted, revealing an old man with a thin body.

As soon as the old man opened his eyes, his body moved, and his palm pressed on Xuan Yezi's chest.

Bang!

The old man flew out sideways, smashed a mouthful of mid-rank traceless treasure soldiers, and opened his mouth to spit out a stream of reverse blood.

"Head of the house!"

Someone in the distance whispered, but it seemed to be stopped, but the old man withdrew his hand after slapping this palm, his eyes swept coldly over the old man, and said, "Do you think it is enough to say these words to me?" ”

Immediately, as soon as the old man shook his hand, a piece of crystal purple jade was thrown out and fell in front of Xuan Yezi, the old man snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Su Qiannian didn't say a word, until Xuan Yezi got up, held the inheritance purple jade in both hands, came to Su Qiannian, bowed, and said: "The robbery is a chaotic world, and it must be controlled by the master of the soldier to be able to overcome the thorns. (Asking for a monthly pass recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for ten steps!) (To be continued.) )