Hearing Yun Zheng mention that the predecessor of Xueluo Palace was called Xuejian Palace, Liu Qinghuan was surprised: "You want that sword?"

Yun Zheng looked at him like a fool: "What do I want someone else's Yuan Shen Sword for, and the sword of sword cultivation is not something that can be changed casually." What's more, after the death of its owner, even if the sword did not break itself, the sword spirit must have died. ”

Sword cultivation and sword is a very intimate relationship, each other's fate is connected, the mind is interconnected, a body of cultivation and understanding of the sword and the Tao, most of them are concentrated on the sword, it can be said that the sword is a person, and a person is a sword.

Therefore, after the sword cultivator finds a sword that suits him, he will devote himself to cultivating the sword and cultivating the sword, and with the improvement of his own cultivation, the power of the sword will become stronger and stronger, which is far better than replacing it when he sees a good sword.

Never give up, life and death are together, which is used to describe the relationship between Jian Xiu and his sword, so Yun Zheng will say that the sword spirit that sank into the ground of Xueluo Palace is dead.

Liu Qinghuan was even more puzzled: "Since it's not for the sword, then why are you still staying here?"

As soon as these words came out, he felt that Yun Zheng's body suddenly leaked a strong killing intent, but it was only for a moment, and he was taken back by him, and a disgusting smile appeared on his face again: "Didn't I say it, of course it's because of Qianjin's ......"

Glancing at Liu Qinghuan's expression, he finally swallowed back the word "sister" behind him.

At the same time, Liu Qinghuan heard four words in his ears: "Ice Heart Sword Courage." ”

As mentioned earlier, sword cultivation had to choose his own Yuanshen Sword very early, but at that time, the cultivation was low, and the sword that could be obtained naturally could not be a peerless sword. Although the Sword of the Yuan Shen will improve with long-term cultivation and with the improvement of the monk's cultivation, the low quality at the beginning is a fact that is difficult to change.

Therefore, the sword cultivator will look for all kinds of precious materials and constantly smelt them into his sword to improve the quality of the sword, and the sword gall is a very top-level spiritual material.

Liu Qinghuan somewhat understood Yun Zheng's reason for staying, but he didn't understand why he would show a deep fear of Xueluo Palace, and pretend that he had been infected with ecstasy.

He also asked in a voice: "What the hell is going on with you, is there anything I can help with?" With you and me, it is not impossible to turn this Xueluo Palace upside down, so why ...... it?"

Yun Zheng quickly gave him a look, patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "So you go back to the Nine Heavens Yunxiao first, I am very comfortable here, maybe I can go to Wuxiang Xuanwei in the future to have a look, and I will go back to you when I have time." ”

Liu Qinghuan was stunned, can't even transmit sound?

Wuxiang Xuanwei is answering his question? It means that the backer behind Xueluo Palace is Wuxiang Xuanwei, one of the largest forces in Qingying, so he can't move casually.

He frowned deeply: "You really don't need my help?"

Yun Zheng waved his hand impatiently: "No need, you give me a quick departure! Don't be found out, otherwise I won't be able to explain to others." ”

Liu Qinghuan was pushed out by him, and said helplessly: "Okay, I'll wait for you in the ice city outside." ”

"I know, I'll look for you when I have time. ”

This is more than half a month, and just when he couldn't hold back and was about to enter the Xueluo Palace again, he heard a loud bang suddenly come from that direction!

Liu Qinghuan went out to see that the firelight that even the blizzard could not suppress had already reflected half of the sky, screams and shouts came from afar, and saw a group of people rushing out of the Xueluo Palace, chasing several female cultivators behind, and the two sides quickly fought.

Liu Qinghuan was upset, and arrived nearby in a few flashes, only to find that the male cultivators who were fighting against those female cultivators were basically male cultivators, and they were all full of anger, with a certain look of humiliation on their faces.

A male cultivator turned around with a sword and shouted at the female cultivator who was chasing him: "Slut, you dare to appear in front of me!"

The female cultivator was in shape, and a ribbon of glow flew out of her long sleeves, entangled with the oncoming sword light, and the expression on her face was very indifferent: "Why, a few hours ago, didn't you still say that my heart was full of me, and I changed my mind so quickly?"

The male cultivator suddenly raised his hand and threw out an object, and with a clang, the thing fell to the ground and shattered into a piece of crystal, and a pink shadow floated up, and soon turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

"If it weren't for this thing to control my sanity, I would have taken a fancy to you, an ugly bastard?! This time, if it weren't for the guidance of a master, I wouldn't have been able to come to my senses, and you would just use me as a furnace and keep sucking my essence to cultivate yourself!

"Giggles!" The female cultivator let out a string of silver bell-like laughter: "Spit, isn't this a normal thing in the world of cultivating immortals, don't you male cultivators also have many people who have imprisoned female cultivators as furnaces, and in turn, you can't stand it? What's more, I haven't tortured you physically, don't you sleep happily in my bed every day, hahaha!"

The male cultivator let out a loud roar in annoyance and threw himself at the other party: "I'll kill you poisonous woman!"

Such a similar conversation sounded in all corners of the Xueluo Palace, and even in the palace, you could see many men and women who were fighting.

There were even many monks who came to see the excitement, and when they saw such a scene, they burst into laughter and pointed at the side.

Liu Qinghuan secretly said to himself, directly swept past these people, and swept into the Xueluo Palace like the wind, while secretly guessing in his heart.

Today's events may be inseparable from Yun Zheng, and then take advantage of the chaos to do something.

Therefore, he rushed straight towards the place where the spiritual power fluctuated the most, all the way through the heavy ice hall, and when he encountered obstacles, he unceremoniously waved the opponent back.

A valley appeared in front of him, and the familiar cold sword intent rippling in the wind made him determine Yun Zheng's position, and his speed increased suddenly.

"Whoa, stop!" a low roar suddenly sounded, and a man rushed out of the spurs, blocking his way.

But it was the old woman who was said to be waiting beside the palace master of Xueluo Palace before, and when she saw Liu Qinghuan, she put on a defensive posture as if she was facing a great enemy, but she shouted with a straight face: "The front is the secret place of my palace, and you must not invite yourself in, otherwise...... Hmph!"

Liu Qinghuan glanced at her, too lazy to talk nonsense, the sword light flashed in her eyebrows, and the floating sword escaped through the void in the blink of an eye, appeared behind the old woman, and beheaded her head!

The old woman's face was shocked, her rickety body was short, and a long gong appeared in her hands, bringing out strings of flying ice flowers, which could block the floating sword, and screamed: "Daoyou is insisting on being the enemy of my entire Xueluo Palace?!"

"What's the matter!" Liu Qinghuan snorted coldly, flipped over his hand, took out the fiery red crystal gourd, and wiped it with his fingertips, and saw the secret immortal text on the gourd on the gourd light up one by one.