Wei Ziyan and the Tsing Yi Sage fought for ten days and ten nights.
At the beginning, because Wei Ziyan did not fully understand the new understanding of swordsmanship, some of his sword moves were a bit stiff. The Sage in Tsing Yi gained the upper hand. He fought hard for three days and three nights, and almost had both of his legs amputated by the Sage in Tsing Yi.
But as he mastered the swordsmanship, his sword moves gradually became more sophisticated and showed real power. He broke free from the oppression of the Tsing Yi Saint, and the battle became more and more back-and-forth.
They fought fiercely for six days and six nights, and they were evenly matched.
However, when Wei Ziyan revealed the realm of time and displayed the swordsmanship that contained the law of time, the sword of the Tsing Yi Saint gradually lost ground and began to be suppressed and beaten by Wei Ziyan.
From suppressing Wei Ziyan and beating him severely, to being suppressed and beaten severely by Wei Ziyi, the saint in green clothes was both frightened and aggrieved.
He couldn't swallow the feeling that the sword he had guarded for more than two hundred years was being picked off, and just when he was about to fight to the death with Wei Ziyu at all costs, a sword rising into the sky startled him.
I saw Zhou Jianlai's whole body swirling with sword energy, and the majestic sword force was like a volcanic eruption. It erupted from the heavenly spirit above his head and shot straight into the nine heavens.
The reason why the saint in green clothes was frightened was because the moment he felt the power of Zhou Jianlai's sword, his sword heart trembled involuntarily. Although he regained his momentum immediately, the oppressive feeling at that moment made him frightened.
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He knew that this was not oppression in terms of cultivation, but simply oppression in the realm of swordsmanship.
Although he didn't want to admit it and couldn't believe it, it was the fact that the swordsmanship he had mastered for more than four hundred years was not as good as Zhou Jianlai's swordsmanship.
"That's all." The green-robed saint suddenly put away his sword and stepped back a hundred feet, looked at Zhou Jianlai and shouted: "Boy, I gave you the sword, just treat it as a good relationship between me and you. Your swordsmanship is very strong, and I look forward to your future.
Achievement."
"Thank you, senior, for the gift of the sword." Zhou Jian came to express his gratitude.
"Huh!" The green-robed saint snorted coldly, then turned and left.
He was reluctant to give this sword as a gift, so he felt unhappy.
Wei Ziyan's spiritual consciousness re-examined Zhou Jianlai, and became increasingly confused about Zhou Jianlai's swordsmanship. He couldn't help but be secretly frightened. At that moment, just like the blue-robed saint, his sword heart also trembled.
Zhou Jianlai happily accepted the burial sword, took a sword flower and put it into the Wanjian Box.
boom!
The Burial Sword fell on a ten thousand-foot high peak in the Wanjian Box. The originally lush green hills instantly withered and turned into a gray and dead color. Two large black characters full of death were carved on the vertical cliff - Burial Sword!
"Dry!"
Zhou Jianlai screamed in distress when he saw this.
"What's wrong?" Wei Ziyan asked.
"This sword swallowed up the vitality of my mountain and killed two spiritual trees." Zhou Jianlai said depressedly.
The spiritual trees that he and Ye Mingyue brought out from the cemetery were scattered and planted on every mountain by Wei Ziyan. As soon as the burial sword fell on the mountain, the death energy covered the entire mountain, leaving him no time to transplant the spiritual trees.
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Wei Ziyan stroked his beard and smiled.
Zhou Jianlai relieved his depression and asked: "Master, do you have time?"
He wanted to go to Wentianzong to find Du Keyi, thinking that it would be best if he could take Wei Ziyi with him as a supporter.
"What's up?"
"I want to go to Wentian Sect to find someone." Zhou Jianlai replied, and then told Wei Ziyu the matter.
Hearing that the Holy Ancestor Xiangyang was killed by an ancient corpse, Wei Ziyi couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He once went to Wentian Sect on behalf of Su Hanlin, met the Holy Ancestor Xiangyang once, and had a good impression of him.
"I don't have anything important to do next, so I can accompany you to ask Tianzong." Wei Ziyan nodded and agreed, then raised his hand to draw a drop of blood-red spiritual liquid from the void space, sent it to Zhou Jianlai, and said
"This is a drop of sword marrow that I asked for from Luzhou Lingjian Sect as my master. Keep it first. When you go to Wentian Sect, if your identity is not revealed, you can take this drop of sword marrow in the cave."
, use the abundant spiritual power of the underground dragon veins to refine and absorb it, which will be of great benefit to your swordsmanship."
Previously, Zhou Jianlai was seriously injured and was sent back to Dasu by Du Keyi. After Wei Ziyan learned about it, he first followed Zhou Jianlai's request and sent him to Burial Sword Mountain, and then hurriedly went to Luzhou in the east to go to Lingjian Sect.
Please ask for a drop of sword marrow to see if it can help Zhou Jianlai rebuild his swordsmanship.
He had been gone for more than seven months before he asked for this drop of sword marrow.
"Thank you Master!" Zhou Jianlai's heart overflowed with warmth and gratitude. He did not accept the drop of sword marrow immediately, but gave in and said: "Master, I have rebuilt the sword body and regained my lost cultivation. I no longer need it. This
You can take the dripping sword marrow and use it."
"What are you talking about? I gave it to you as a teacher, just keep it." Wei Ziyan said impatiently.
"The elder dared not refuse the gift, so the disciple accepted it." Zhou Jianlai did not refuse anymore, and put the sword marrow to his fingertips. Feeling the rich and majestic sword intent contained in the sword marrow, he was frightened and asked.
: "This drop of sword marrow must have cost Master a great price, right?"
"Exchange of equal value is acceptable." Wei Ziyan said calmly.
Zhou Jianlai didn't believe it, because Wei Ziyi had been away for more than seven months. If the exchange had gone smoothly, he would have come back long ago. The fact that he came back so late meant that the exchange process must not have gone smoothly. He should have paid a lot to get this drop.
Sword marrow.
But Zhou Jianlai did not continue to ask, because he knew Wei Ziyu's temper, and Wei Ziyu was unwilling to tell him. Asking him a hundred times was in vain. He only kept Wei Ziyu's care and care for him in his heart, and slowly repaid him in the future.
This drop of sword marrow liquid indeed cost Wei Ziyan a great price.
Not only did he take out the two drops of Wutong Tears that Zhang Xiaozu gave him, but he also left his swordsmanship in the Lingjian Sect. He taught swordsmanship for free in the Lingjian Sect for seven months, and only then did he get a drop of sword marrow.
Spiritual liquid.
But in his opinion, this is a deal that is willing to be fought and endured, and there is no complaint at all.
The two masters and disciples went to Wentian Sect together. When passing by Liujia Village, they stopped to report peace to the people living in the village, lit their respective soul lamps, and left them in the ancestral hall of the village for the sake of peace.
Families know they are safe on the outside.
If something happens, you can know it as soon as possible.
Huang Daonv and others did not return to live in the imperial capital, but planned to stay in Liujia Village for a long time, because Liujia Village was very close to the Black Forest and protected by ancient corpses, which was far safer than staying in the imperial capital.
In addition, Wang Mingyang also set up a large formation around the village. Although he could not block the ancestors who spread the world, ordinary saints could stay out of the formation.
Wei Ziyi tested the power of the formation and struck out with all his strength, but failed to break through the formation. Instead, he was almost injured by the formation.
Therefore, Liujiacun is a very safe place now.
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In the far north, in addition to thick snow, there is also thick ice, and it is extremely bitter and cold.
Zhang Xiaozu and Qi Yoyo have been flying in the sky on their rocs for who knows how many days. Because there is no sunrise or sunset here, it is always daytime and it is difficult to tell the time.
Only when the colorful auroras appear on the horizon will darkness fall.
There is no clear time interval between day and night. Sometimes we may not see night once a year, sometimes we may not see daylight once a year, and sometimes day and night alternate normally.
When daylight comes, everything is normal and everything is safe.
When night falls, terror will follow, because when night falls, time and space are confused.
If you are walking in the dark, you will fall into chaos in time and space if you are not careful, and you will lose your direction forever.
It is also possible that some demons and ghosts may come out of the chaos of time and space and hunt down all living creatures they see.
Fortunately, they will leave with the chaos of time and space before dawn, because they dare not see the sunlight during the day, and the sunlight will evaporate them into air.
However, there is also a saying that the monsters and ghosts that come with the arrival of night do not leave, but go to the bottom of the ice where the sun cannot reach and live there.
There are so many legends about the Far North that it’s difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
"Husband, look, the colorful aurora!" Qi Yoyo pointed to the northern sky and shouted.
The appearance of colorful aurora means that the dangerous dark night is coming.
"Go to that mountain!"
Zhang Xiaozu pointed to a snow mountain and ordered the roc to fly over.
The Dapeng bird followed Zhang Xiaopou's instructions and stopped on the cliff halfway up the mountain.
Zhang Xiaozu took out his bone knife and cut out a stone cave on the steep cliff that could accommodate two people and one bird.
The roc bird shrunk its body, otherwise Zhang Xiaopeng might not be able to cut out a cave that could accommodate it even in a day.
"What a beauty!"
Qi Yoyo sat beside the cave, looking at the colorful aurora on the horizon with an intoxicated expression.
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