In the restaurant Accord in Jianwangshanfang City, Xu Yan, who left the Qingzhou area, seemed to be immersed in the feelings of his old place.

Qian Qianqian was left in Qingzhou to bring this wealthy apprentice.

If Qian Qianqian continues to stay in Xizhou, Xu Yan is not afraid of being retaliated against, but Qian Qianqian will inevitably be affected by the fish in the pond, so it is better to send him to the Taoist temple for rest.

Leaving the restaurant, Xu Yan walked up to the rebuilt Jianwang Mountain and came outside the gate of Jianwang Hall.

In the first battle, the Sword King Mountain collapsed, but the Sword King Palace stood firm.

Not only did it not fall, the Sword King Palace was completely unscathed. The newly built Sword King Mountain is almost the same as the original Sword King Mountain.

After looking at this strange palace, Xu Yan walked into it. As for the master of the Sword King Hall who was guarding the gate, he was completely ignored.

No matter how chaos suddenly appeared behind him, there was no one to stop Xu Yan's passing, until he came to the depths of the Sword King Hall, outside the sword tomb.

"Everyone retreats, you can't stop the powerful people who have overcome the tribulation."

With the words of the Sword Lord who was in seclusion in the sword tomb, the masters of the Sword King Hall who were facing a great enemy retreated one after another. Soon, the outside of the sword tomb became quiet.

"Come in, you still want to be polite now?"

The Sword Master's cold words were full of contempt. The tone of Gu Rencheng showed how angry the owner was.

"Then I'll disturb Lord Sword Master." Xu Yan smiled and walked into the lonely sword tomb.

In addition to countless ancient swords scattered, the cave-like sword tomb has an additional wooden table and two wooden stools.

Zhou Qingtian sat on a stool and stared at the uninvited guest in anger.

After Xu Yan walked in, he did not sit down, but looked at the sword tomb, and finally stopped his eyes on the stone wall engraved with the magic sword method.

"This stone wall is indeed here. It seems that this is the center of the Sword King Hall. Can it be activated?"

"How do you know that this stone wall is the core of the Sword King Hall?" Zhou Qingtian asked back.

"I guessed that this soul prison of Lord Sword Master is really special." Xu Yan sat leisurely opposite Zhou Qingtian.

"It's special, otherwise how could you lose half a move back then?" Zhou Qingtian snorted and scoffed at Xu Yan's deceitful method.

"Tell me, how did you lose back then? I only know the sword and sword decision, but I don't know why the master of the sword is not as good as others." Xu Yan asked curiously.

"You really haven't obtained the complete inheritance of Yan Tongtian?" Zhou Qingtian stared at the other party suspiciously.

"Half, otherwise I won't ask you." Xu Yan smiled and did not explain in detail.

"Half? Half of Yan Tongtian? Hahaha!" The hilarious burst out, and Zhou Qingtian seemed to hear the most interesting joke in the world, and laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth.

"You are only half of Yan Tongtian, hahahahahaha, laughed at me! Yan Tongtian actually ended up like this, it really makes people feel...that's great! Hahahaha!"

Zhou Qingtian has a complete memory inheritance, so when he learned that Xu Yan was only half of the inheritance, he smiled so happily.

Xu Yan was not angry when he was ridiculed and looked at Zhou Qingtian with a smile.

I had expected that the other party would laugh at me, but the six mist and raindrops just now framed the Sword King Palace, which seemed to be correct.

After laughing enough, Zhou Qingtian summoned the famous sword Yaotian and said, "You should be familiar with this sword. When I fought with you, I used the Yaotian Sword. Unfortunately, this sword has its drawbacks. I only lost to you half a move back then. If you want to exert the true power of the Yaotian Sword, you need to rely on the Sword King Hall."

"Relying on the Sword King Palace? What does this mean?"

Xu Yan was inexplicably surprised. He suddenly remembered that when Zhou Qingtian arrived in Beizhou and rushed into the Nirvana Realm, the aura of the famous sword Yaotian was indeed weakening, and now the aura of the Yaotian sword was extremely powerful.

"Since you know that the Soul Prison can even be closed, you should know how strong the stone wall of the Soul Prison is. It is built by a meteorite outside the sky and should not belong to the Zhenwu Realm. At least I have never seen a refining material similar to the Sword King Hall in the Zhenwu Realm."

With his legs crossed, Zhou Qingtian slowly started to tell the story.

"The famous sword Yaotian, the innate spiritual treasure. The origin of this spiritual treasure is this Sword King Hall. Once it leaves the Sword King Hall for a hundred miles, the power of the Yaotian sword will gradually decrease. If the time is too long, it will fall into the level of the earthly spiritual treasure on its own."

"When I got Yaotian, I tried my best to make up for this disadvantage. Later, I kept it in the sword tomb for a hundred years, but it was still the same."

"In the end, there is no way. Only by carrying the Sword King Hall with you can ensure that Yaotian can achieve the power of the innate spiritual treasure at any time. Unfortunately, the Sword King Hall cannot be refined at all."

Zhou Qingtian's story reveals the origin of the famous sword Yaotian. It turns out that it is a strange treasure that appears on its own in the Sword King Hall.

In Xu Yan's opinion, the Yaotian Sword is either a transformation of the Sword King's Palace, or a relic of Yunxianjun. After all, the place where the magic of the demon sword is engraved is almost the same as Yunxianjun's cave.

"It turns out that when the sword and sword decision was made, Yan Tongtian led you away from the Sword King Hall a hundred miles away, allowing you to take one more step, greatly reducing the power of the Yaotian Sword." Xu Yan suddenly realized.

"I understand now. That villain Yan Tongtian is just a sinister person!" Zhou Qingtian said viciously.

"It's not very glorious." Xu Yan nodded in agreement, but continued, "I did the same."

"Birds of a feather! A Yan Tongtian and half of Yan Tongtian are the same guy." Zhou Qingtian snorted coldly.

"It's different. I have a much better temper than Yan Tongtian." Xu Yan smiled with a simple smile.

After talking about Yaotian, Zhou Qingtian narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Who is there for you to come to my soul prison? If you just want to listen to the story, you have finished it and you can leave."

"How did you die a thousand years ago?" Xu Yan asked suddenly.

Zhou Qingtian was stunned at first, then fell silent, and an annoyed gaze flashed in his eyes.

"Is it a heavenly tribulation?" Xu Yan asked tentatively.

"How do you know!" Zhou Qingtian was shocked. No one knew the cause of his death, and no one could know it.

"I guessed, I won't guess it right." Xu Yan was also a little surprised.

"It's indeed a heavenly tribulation. I thought I would be accomplished after I passed the heavenly tribulation. I didn't expect that the heavenly tribulation would fall, and it was even more terrifying than when I became a scattered immortal." Zhou Qingtian began to tell with fear.

It turned out that a thousand years ago, when the Sword Lord was looking for a spiritual herb in a dangerous place, he encountered the sudden arrival of the heavenly tribulation.

At that time, Zhou Qingtian resisted waves of catastrophe thunder, but unexpectedly, the catastrophe thunder became stronger and stronger, and finally drowned it directly. When the catastrophe thunder passed, Zhou Qingtian had reached the point of dying.

He forced himself back to the Sword King Hall. He just sat cross-legged in the sword tomb. The Sword Lord died, as if he was sitting in a sitting position, but in fact he was killed by the Heavenly Dao.

"Speak up, listen." Xu Yan continued to ask.

"Just killing some small monsters and demon kings is nothing wrong! It's clear that God is jealous of talents!" Zhou Qingtian glared.

Seeing that the other party was so narcissistic, Xu Yan remembered Zhen Wuming, and in a trance, it seemed that the nameless young man was sitting in front of him.

He sighed. After all, Zhen Wuming had been integrated into the body of the real sword master. The strong man in front of him was Zhou Qingtian, not Wuming's son.

The Sword Lord died in the heavenly tribulation, but Xu Yan was not surprised.

In those days, all kinds of immortals fell one after another. In the veritable year of Tianshen, if even Zhou Qingtian was not dead, how could Tianshen be heard?
Chapter completed!