After sending Ling Yan away, Su Bailu couldn't help but sigh: "I hate scheming and words, but in the end, I can only choose to do justice in this way, it's really ironic." [Starter]"

When Ling Xian Yan spoke, he always had the arrogance of some wealthy 'family' children, although he had the intention to please Su Bailu, his words always 'revealed' a little bit of "It's a blessing for you to have a relationship with the Ling family".

Su Bailu didn't feel disgusted, just like no one would be angry because of a child's boasting, at most she would only feel ridiculous, Ling Glance's expression was as childish as a child's trick in her eyes, not to mention hating or liking.

"It's really immature enough to regard the strength of my brother and family as my own prestige, and to be complacent about it, in comparison, although that person makes me resentful, at least ......"

When I think of the figure of that person, and his words that pierce the heart, it is as if engraved in memory, it is both stinging and profound, even if I want to forget it.

"The next time we meet, I absolutely want you to take back what you said!"

Su Bailu clenched his fists involuntarily, gritting his teeth with hatred.

After finally calming down, she remembered what was going on and set off for Dengsendai.

Half an hour later, Su Bailu came to a dilapidated cabin, surrounded by some wild 'flowers' and weeds that had not been trimmed, if he had to be pointed, it would be difficult to imagine that this was actually the entrance of the secret realm of the Feather Sect.

In front of the cabin, there was an old man sweeping the floor, neatly dressed, but ordinary cloth and patched. The old man glanced up at Su Bailu, and after seeing the realm cultivation, he lowered his head as if no one was around, and continued to sweep away the dust that seemed to be impossible to sweep away.

"Senior, I'm going to the Ten Thousand Swords Art Domain. ”

Su Bailu stepped forward and took out the sword-shaped seal that Master Lan Qindan 'handed over' to her.

The old man raised his head, took the seal with a little surprise, and after distinguishing the authenticity from the fake, he said: "The token is real, are you sure you want to go in?" The old man doesn't know where you 'got it' from, and he doesn't want to know, but the old man has to remind you of two things. First, the token can only be used once, and second, it is very dangerous inside. ”

The Feather Sect provided the opportunity of trial to the disciples who advanced to the Sixfold Realm, one is to keep the secret of the 'Sect' faction, and the other is that there is no cultivation of the Sixfold Realm, and it is difficult to protect themselves after entering, in fact, the people who cannot come out because of falling inside have accumulated an astronomical amount to now.

However, there are also many lucky people who have got adventures in it, they either get legendary divine weapons, or learn peerless swordsmanship, or comprehend powerful sword intent, once these people successfully get out of the customs, they will become fragrant and sweet in the eyes of real people, competing for income under the 'door', for example, Ling Yunjue learned a 'door' Juntian swordsmanship in it, and was recognized as the leader of this class of disciples.

Su Bailu had already inquired about this, but she still said, "Senior, please let me go to the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Domain." ”

The old man stared into her eyes, saw the will in them, and there was no fear, not out of curiosity or will, only indomitable determination, so he nodded, turned and took out the key to unlock it, and opened the 'door' of the cabin.

"Go in, and hope you come back alive. ”

"I will, and I will not die until I practice my righteousness. ”

Su Bailu took a step and stepped into the big 'door' without pause.

At the moment of crossing, the scenery 'color' changed, the world suddenly became empty, the sight suddenly opened up, and what appeared in front of Su Bailu was an endless grassland.

On the grassland, there are all kinds of damaged swords, according to the different materials, there are wooden swords, iron swords, and 'jade' swords; according to the different gushing out, there are hidden swords for assassination, there are sacrificial swords, there are decorative swords, there are funeral swords for killing; according to the different shapes, there are upright gentleman's swords, toothed swords, and biangular mandarin duck swords......

The common feature of all swords is that they are mutilated.

Either a broken blade, or a crack, or rust, even the air is filled with a smell of decay and decay.

A gust of wind blew in his face, but it was like a sharp blade, shaving Su Bailu's face painfully, and with a magic finger, he saw a trace of blood, and even the Taoist clothes on his body had a few subtle cuts.

"It's ...... The Sword of the Wind?"

Su Bailu muttered, suddenly heard a sharp cry, looked up, only to see the gray 'mist' 'mist' 'mist' sky, covered with heavy dark clouds, and a huge figure flew from the distant sky, where it passed, all the dark clouds were neatly cut, and the section was very bright.

It was a huge eagle, comparable to an elephant, if it was just like that, there was nothing outstanding, but what was interesting was that its body was actually composed of metal, and its whole body flashed with the unique cold light of the divine weapon, especially the feathers on its body, which were as sharp as swords, revealing a sense of layering.

The eagle seemed to notice Su Bailu's existence and glanced down, but then withdrew his gaze without interest and continued its journey to cut through the sky.

The moment she was discovered, Su Bailu felt an incomparably chill, her whole body tingled, and even her ponytail stood up, feeling as if a sharp sword qi had penetrated her chest, making her almost suffocate.

"Ten Thousand Swords Art Online, it's really incredible. Three years of 'yin', either die here, or be reborn in Nirvana!"

Su Bailu tightly grasped the Qingxia Sword in his hand and made an unshakable determination.

......

Outside the Xuanming Valley, the old cold garden.

"Oh, this ghost arm doesn't have the ability to alienate?" Luo Feng said suspiciously.

Dressed in a black 'colored' neon robe, Shan Zi Xun said: "All the alienation energy has been sealed in Quze's 'acupoint', maybe you can find a way to unlock the seal in the future, and it will be safe before that, anyway, I used this ghost arm to 'get' a few hunters who were chopping wood, and none of them had any abnormal changes, but they were subjected to 'yin' qi entering the body, and my body became very weak, so I had to use the Yang Returning Pill." ”

Luo Feng grabbed the ghost arm and looked it up and down for a while, although the source of this arm was his left hand, but now he couldn't see the clue.

After he returned to Xuanming Valley with the Fang family's sisters and brothers, he first reported this matter to Yuehu Zhenren, but only got a "I know" reply, obviously this person was not very interested in this matter, but Tongbao Zhenren's side, after knowing Yang Zijian's whereabouts, he specially sent a few disciples with advanced cultivation to explore the truth again.

After that, he 'handed over' the ghost arm to Shan Zixun, after all, he was the only one he knew, who seemed to be extremely knowledgeable and very interested in studying strange things.

As a result, after three days of research, Shan Zixun came to the conclusion that this ghost arm has lost the ability to mutate others, but retains its own characteristics, and more importantly, it can be reconnected.

Luo Feng's original plan was to refine the Bone Muscle Pill and use half a year to regrow his arms.

Breaking an arm is an irreparable defect for mortals, but for monks, it is only a slightly more difficult injury.

"That mysterious man named Gongsun Long, who finally returned this arm to you, doesn't that mean that?"

Shan Zixun took the fragrant tea from the maid Caiqin's hand, took a sip gently, and his posture was elegant and dignified, especially with a pair of hands as smooth as the beautiful 'jade', it was like the 'jade' statue written by everyone, full of beauty.

Luo Feng turned a blind eye to this, and only cared about his own arm: "It is precisely because of that person's actions that I am a little uncertain, after all, I don't even know his details, whether he is a friend or foe, and I take it back at will, maybe I just fell into his calculations." ”

"I can make you a mechanism that can be disassembled at will, just like those puppet prosthetics. In my opinion, the man was just a good idea, and you were thinking too much. Otherwise, there is no need for him to stuff the evil eye into the ghost arm, according to my judgment, the power of this evil eye is no less than a high-grade spiritual weapon, but I am afraid that the monks below the Nine Realms will not be able to get rid of its confinement power, as long as it shines, it will be fixed, and it will grow in the arm, and it cannot be prevented. ”

Luo Feng had personally experienced the power of the evil eye, but he didn't doubt it, but the more this was the case, the more worried he was that Gongsun Long was doing something inside.

After pondering for a while, Luo Feng made the decision to refuse to 'tempt' and 'confuse': "Forget it, I don't lack this strength, there is no need to take risks for this, there is a way to enhance my strength, anyway, there is nothing important in the near future, I need to improve my strength, take your time, I am planning to stay in Xuan Ming Valley for a while and not go out." ”

Shanzi said suddenly: "Who said that there is nothing important, the triennial competition of the inner 'gate' disciples is about to begin, do you want to give up participating?"

The lustful wife is in charge, all of them are good or bad, the god doctor is stupid, the cold president's pet is the favorite concubine of the drowning corpse, the demon president let me go, the wolf president's runaway wife, cute baby: Mommy secretly hides (the whole book), the personal doctor of the beauty, the chaos of the original [deep love gold powder], the blood is like Ping, the tame of the husband [the heirs] The brotherly bond is very simple