The soul returned to its place, Xun Yi looked left and right, and found that he was already at the bottom of the valley, holding a flower cup in his hand, sitting on a stone bench to rest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe surrounding cliffs are craggy, crawling with green leaves and green vines, and the surrounding flowers are bridged, and magnolia is used as a curtain.

"Sun Jian, what's going on?"

"I don't know, someone else sent it. Sun Jian's battle spirit returned to his heart and explained, "After you left just now, there were vines that sent flowers, and fruits automatically fell from above. ”

Xun Yi tasted the jade dew in the flower cup, and suddenly said: "This is the jade dew brewed by flower essence." There are flower spirits living here.

The valley is quiet and lonely, inaccessible, birds do not fall, and animals are difficult to survive, but it is a good place for plants to grow. For thousands of years, there have been many grass and tree spirits practicing here. Xun Yi is the emperor of the emperor and is the lord of ten thousand trees, so naturally there are flower essences to come to worship.

So, Xun Yi Ansheng sat at the bottom of the valley, explaining the "Qinghua Immortal Sutra" from time to time to guide the cultivation of the spirits in the valley. The flower spirits are timid and cowardly, and they dare not really show their faces. But the fog at the bottom of the valley gradually thickened, and gradually various figures loomed. Jin Shentong, Yuzhi Girl, Zhangren Song, Hu Lanxian ...... Many elves hide in the clouds.

With Xun Yi's teachings, one by one, the wisdom was opened, and more spirits were gathered.

After a while, Murong woke up quietly, Xun Yi's sermon came to an abrupt end, the fog dispersed, and the spirits disappeared.

Murong Qing was seriously injured by his grandfather's palm, and he seemed to have fallen into the netherworld. Then an old man lured her up, avoided the ghosts, and sent her back to the Yang world. And that person, it seems to be someone from the Xun family?

When she opened her eyes, she saw Xun Yi looking at her with a worried face. "Miss Murong, are you okay?"

"It's fine. The girl coughed slightly, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth.

Xun Yi hurriedly wiped her with a towel and helped her sit firmly.

"I was knocked off the cliff by my grandfather, and I was rescued by the Xun family, what is this?" The girl laughed at herself in her heart, and looked around with Xun Yi: "This is ...... The bottom?"

"That's right, we just fell. Xun Yiding took a look, and the flower cup in front of him disappeared automatically, and the flower bridge and magnolia curtain above his head all disappeared.

"Do you know where this is?" The fog at the bottom of the valley lifted, and the remains of the broken sword were scattered on the ground.

"Boundless, whenever our family fails to refine the sword, we will throw the failed products here. Murong Qing looked at the broken sword scrap and sighed. For a hundred years, the Murong family has taken revenge in vain, and I don't know how much effort it has took.

"Xun Yi, pay attention. Those failures contain spirituality, and as time goes by, there will be spirits in the valley. Sun Jian suddenly spoke: "Also, many iron weapons have fallen to the bottom of the valley, like a sword mound, and similar innate weapons will be born." ”

Xun Yi cheered up, and suddenly there was a whistling sound in his ears. The white mist rose again, and in the haze, there were strange people with disheveled swords and swords in their hands to kill the two.

Xun Yi held Chang Bai's sword to attack, and Murong Qing also used his palm to perform martial arts to avoid the "Sword Demon"

"Girl, be careful, these sword demons are all spirits made of waste swords, and you need to be careful. ”

"Good. "However, those sword demons didn't care about Murong Qing, and many sword demons bypassed her and kept surrounding Xun Yi.

"These sword demons are from our family, so don't you want to keep your grudge against the Xun family?"

Xun Yi held a sword to meet the enemy, his sword moves were smooth, and his expression was calm, but after fighting for a long time, the sword demons around him did not decrease, but gathered more sword demons to his side.

Murong Qing stepped forward in a hurry, but she was unarmed and couldn't help Xun Yi share the burden at all. At this time, a white cloud rose again, and a girl with a dark orchid on her head couldn't help but show up, and whispered to Murong Qing: "These sword demons are born of sword qi absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon. Among them, there is a demon king, as long as the sword of the demon king is surrendered, you can control the group of sword demons. ”

These sword demons are transformed by weapons, and the flower spirits born of plants are restrained. The wood demons did not dare to approach the sword demon easily, and they automatically avoided it every day when the sword demon traveled. Now he can't help Xun Yi, so he can only hint that Murong Qing will go and get the sword.

Murong Qing turned his head and saw that the girl beside him disappeared, and only a hundred-year-old dendrobium stood on the cliff, and the dark blue flowers bloomed delicately.

So, Murong Qing fought and advanced, and under the guidance of many flower and tree elves around him, he came to the core.

Here, there is an ancient sword from a hundred years ago.

"This is the sword that the ancestors left here?"

It is said that the ancestors of Murong were depressed because they couldn't get out of the valley, so they threw their swords into the valley: "If the country can't be built, what's the use of this thing?"

This sword is different from many waste swords, it is a real divine weapon. Absorbing the hatred of the Murong family towards the Xun family at the bottom of the valley has condensed into a resentful spirit. His appearance is somewhat similar to Murong Feng.

"Grandpa?" The girl was stunned for a moment, and then an immature child's voice sounded next to her: "No, he is the demon spirit transformed by the resentment of the Murong family." The pitch-black demon sword in his hand could restrain these sword demons around him. ”

Looking further into the sound, I saw only one ginseng falling under the tree.

So, Murong Qing stepped forward to fight with the demon spirit.

This demon was originally caused by the resentment of the Murong family, and he had to let the people of the Murong family resolve it in person.

An hour later, Murong Qing killed the demon spirit. The sword automatically recognized the lord and slew all the sword demons in the valley one by one. One after another, sword qi flew into the magic sword, improving the quality of this magic sword.

But even so, this magic sword is still not as good as the Dog Slayer Sword. is not as good as Chang Baijian, and even Sun Jian's Sword of Emperor Zhao is a few points inferior. Barely speaking, it can be regarded as a six-grade artifact.

Collecting the magic sword, the dense fog in the valley suddenly dissipated, the waste swords on the ground turned into sand one by one, and the essence was all taken away by the magic sword in Murong Qing's hand.

Xun Yi felt in his heart, and the sword demons in front of him retreated one by one, so he stepped forward to join Murong Qing.

The two looked up at the bottom of the valley, and Murong Qing held the magic sword and said, "If we want to escape, I'm afraid we can only walk from the cliff." Fortunately, we each have divine weapons that can cut gold and break jade, and we can climb step by step with the help of cliffs. ”

"It's not hard to get out, I'm afraid there's someone waiting outside. ”

Hearing this, Murong Qing's expression darkened. Xun Yi said again: "Don't think about it. I see that your grandfather is a little mentally abnormal. You also saw it just now, and your family's resentment has turned into a demonic spirit, so what if the sword in his hand has something similar?"

"Brother Ziqing means...... Grandpa is being controlled?"

"Possibly. Xun Yi vaguely suspected in his heart that Murong Feng had been controlled by an enemy of the Xun family. Otherwise, a mere mortal can beat himself? That Bull Demon King is too wronged.

After comforting Murong Qing, Xun Yi manipulated the ancient vine to build a rattan ladder on the cliff, and climbed up step by step with Murong Qing.

Halfway through, Xun Yi saw a lot of dendrobiums, and even a few of them had already given birth to spiritual wisdom. Dendrobium is a precious herb. In the Qingyuan Palace, Dendrobium is one of the twelve medicines, and there is a demigod transformed by a thousand-year-old Dendrobium.

Xun Yi bowed his hand, thanked the flower fairies, and returned to the top with Murong Qing.

"Little uncle!" Back on the cliff, everyone hurriedly surrounded him, and Li Xinghong helped Xun Yi to stand up. He vaguely saw from the gap between the people that Murong Qing was arguing with Murong Feng in the distance. Many people next to him joined forces to trap Murong Feng with ropes. After Xun Yi fell into the valley, Murong Feng went berserk and slaughtered in the mountains. In desperation, the people in the valley joined forces with Li Tianwen and others to trap him.

The two of them came up, and after seeing Xun Yi, Murong Feng went crazy again, broke free from the rope, and slashed at Xun Yi with his sword: "The Xun family is looking for death!"

"This guy is not finished!" Shen Wei was furious: "Xun Yi, use my demon suppression gun!"

"No, use my king's sword, and teach him that he is truly the king of the sword. Sun Jian said in a deep voice: "Replace people, I will deal with the Heavenly Emperor's anger." ”

"No, I don't. Since he uses the king's spirit, then I don't have to hide it. Xun Yi stretched out his hand and made a move, and an extra colorful shield appeared in his other hand. The brilliance shone, and the round shield was lightly lifted, like a heavenly canopy to meet the Heavenly Emperor Dragon Scale Sword.

"Promotion!" A merit tree slowly rose behind Xun Yi, and the fruits on it changed, and finally the third and last Heavenly Dao fruit ripened. And one step into the fourth level.

The Thai and B realms are shaken, and the merit heavens change. The merits of the Heavenly Dao were condensed into a shield and confronted by the Heavenly Emperor's Qi of the Dragon Emperor.

Merit to the king's spirit, and the god of fortune to the king's god are the strongest spears and shields between heaven and earth. One of the most difficult questions of Heavenly Court since ancient times. (To be continued.) )