Xiao Nuo felt an extremely huge power of thunder and lightning.
The physique that Ying Jinhuan should have is "thunder attribute".
Ying Jinhuan's eyes also had a glint of light.
"The thunder attribute power here is indeed very pure!"
"There should be hope of advancing to the Holy Body, right?" Xiao Nuo asked.
Ying Jinhuan shook his head slightly, "I don't know either, but the 'Half Holy Body' is not difficult."
Ying Jinhuan's talent is top-notch, but his physique is weak.
If she can advance her physique to the "holy body" level, her power will fundamentally change.
However, it is not easy to achieve the Holy Eucharist.
Take Xiao Nuo as an example. In order to cultivate the "Ancient Golden Body", he not only made sufficient preparations, but also endured the tempering of three different types of fire. This process was definitely difficult.
Therefore, Ying Jinhuan is not sure whether he can achieve the Holy Eucharist.
Immediately, at Xiao Nuo's signal, Ying Jinhuan walked into the thunder pool alone.
"Chichi..."
The front foot stepped into the thunder pool, and the next second, the energy stones suspended in the sky immediately released powerful spiritual energy.
Then, light sources fell from the sky one after another, and Ying Jinhuan seemed to be under a thunderstorm.
"Clang!"
"Boom!"
The earth shook, the void rhymed, and a brilliant thunder array was activated. In an instant, thousands of strands of thunder and lightning spiritual energy gathered towards Ying Jinhuan...
Ying Jinhuan sat on the ground and began to accept the power in the thunder pool.
After a while, a pure lightning ball appeared outside her body.
The lightning sphere wrapped her in the center, and strands of thunder streaks were like tiny jellyfish tentacles, pouring into Ying Jinhuan's body.
At this moment, Ying Jinhuan was like a reservoir, with a steady stream of power integrated into her body. Even her eyes began to flash with divine thunder.
Xiao Nuo waited there for about a moment, and after seeing that Ying Jinhuan's condition was relatively stable and there were no problems, he turned around and left.
After that, Xiao Nuo explored the territory of Pianmiao Ancestor alone.
He discovered that there was almost everything in this secret realm.
There are king-level weapons that contain powerful power; there are also the sect's most advanced martial arts techniques; there are even powerful beasts that are sealed and imprisoned in restricted areas...
These resources are all available.
However, after some investigation, there was nothing particularly attractive to Xiao Nuo.
After crossing two giant peaks and walking across an iron bridge over the sea of clouds, suddenly, an ancient sword platform came into view of Xiao Nuo...
"Um?"
Xiao Nuo looked at the sword platform with some curiosity.
On the left and right sides of the sword platform, there are towering sword stakes.
In the center of the sword pile is an upward staircase.
At the top of the steps is a diamond-shaped sword formation.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, scorching flames ignited above the huge sword platform.
Along with a crimson flame soaring into the sky, Xiao Nuo heard a passionate sword roar.
"That is?"
Xiao Nuo took a closer look and saw a magnificent long sword standing at the top of the sword platform.
"Qiang!"
In an instant, the long sword rushed out of the ground, drew an arc in the air, and then turned and flew towards Xiao Nuo.
The long sword moved extremely fast, like a flaming meteor, it instantly arrived in front of Xiao Nuo.
Xiao Nuo subconsciously raised his left hand, and a golden streak opened in front of his palm.
Light shield.
But before the long sword touched the light shield, it stopped in front of Xiao Nuo...
"Swish, swish, swish..." Then, the long sword split apart, directly changing from one sword to ten swords.
Every sword exudes powerful power.
Under Xiao Nuo's surprised gaze, wisps of black lines spread from the sword.
The sword pattern is shaped like a black flame pattern. One sword trembles and ten swords vibrate simultaneously.
Looking at the ten swords in front of him, Xiao Nuo felt a little familiar.
But it's not entirely certain.
At this moment, a familiar voice came into Xiao Nuo's ears...
"There is no doubt that this is the treasure of the Tiangang Sword Sect, the Ten Curved Sword!"
"Buzz!"
Above the sword platform, a white beam of light was cast down.
In the white light, there is an illusory figure standing, it is the sect leader, Han Changqing!
Xiao Nuo was even more surprised when he heard the name "Ten Curved Sword".
Ten-curved sword, the sword worn by Feng Jinxiu, the leader of the Tiangang Sword Sect.
This sword can be divided into ten swords, and can be condensed into one sword.
The name of the "Ten Curved Sword" has long been engraved in the hearts of everyone in the Piaomiao Sect, because nine years ago, Feng Jinxiu used this sword to defeat Ying Wuya, the former lord of the Nirvana Palace.
It was that battle that caused the Sky Burial Sword to remain in dust in the Tiangang Sword Sect for nine years.
It was also that battle that caused Nirvana Hall to become a shame to the sect for nine years.
In the "Decisive Battle between Two Sects" not long ago, Feng Jinxiu brought the Ten-curved Sword into the Piaomiao Sect.
Fortunately, the Piaomiao Sect won in the end, and this Sword Sect's most precious treasure was naturally accepted by the Piaomiao Sect.
"The appearance of this ten-curved sword seems to have changed..." Xiao Nuo looked at Han Changqing's shadow.
Just now Xiao Nuo suspected that this might be a ten-curved sword, but its appearance was obviously different from before.
Han Changqing explained, "Because I have had it reforged..."
"Really?" Xiao Nuo's eyes lit up.
"That's right, the reforged Ten-curved Sword has improved all aspects of its power. Although you already own the 'Sky Burial Sword', it does not affect it from becoming your second handy weapon!"
Hearing what Han Changqing said, Xiao Nuo was touched in his heart.
Obviously, the sect planned to reward itself with the ten-curved sword.
The power of the Ten-curved Sword is very strong. When it is divided into ten swords, each one taken out alone is a king-grade spiritual weapon.
If the ten swords are integrated into one whole, they will definitely reach the level of a holy weapon.
During the battle with others, if the Sky Burial Sword is restricted, the Ten Curved Sword will definitely become Xiao Nuo's unexpected second most powerful killing weapon.
Another point is that Xiao Nuo not only practiced the "Sky Burial Sword Art", but also the "Sword King Sacred Code" of the Tiangang Sword Sect.
The Sky Burial Sword can exert the strongest power of the "Seven Styles of Sky Burial", but the destructive sword power produced by the "Sword King's Sacred Code" is definitely more suitable for the Tiangang Sword Sect's Ten Curved Sword.
"Thank you, sect master, for giving me the sword!" Xiao Nuo was not polite. Xiao Nuo never refused anything that could increase his combat power.
Han Changqing said, "This time the sect can defeat the Tiangang Sword Sect, you are the number one contributor. If you have other requests, just ask, as long as the sect can get it, we will not refuse."
Xiao Nuo smiled slightly, "Not yet, let me think about it later!"
"Okay, then you can conquer this sword! By the way, during the re-forging process of the Shiqu Sword, a lot of spiritual power formations were incorporated into it. If you can absorb and refine the spiritual power in the sword, your cultivation will also be improved.
Will go further!"
"Um,
I see!"
"..."
After the explanation, Han Changqing's shadow disappeared.
Xiao Nuo stared at the ten flying swords floating in the air in front of him, with a bit of anticipation in his eyes.
"Although Feng Jinxiu is dead, the edge of your sword, the number one sword in the Sword Sect, should not be buried..."
"Bang!"
The moment the voice fell, a stormy golden wave erupted in front of Xiao Nuo's palm, and the ten flying swords were immediately blown away. But the next second, the ten flying swords drew a line of light in the void one after another,
And turned around, rushing down towards Xiao Nuo...
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
Ten swords fell around Xiao Nuo, and they were like revolving lanterns, spinning around Xiao Nuo.
Xiao Nuo's sword technique changed, and the ten flying swords were like turntables, bursting out with bright holy light.
Xiao Nuo has already thought about it, Sky Burial is the main one, Ten Songs is the supplement, and with the help of the power of the two swords, it will definitely be another killing move.
…
Piaomiao Sect.
On Yunmiao Peak.
The third elder stood behind the sect leader Han Changqing.
"The third elder has a good vision. The future of Hall Master Xiao Nuo is... unlimited!" Han Changqing said with a sigh.
The third elder smiled slightly, "Do you have an idea of the candidates for the next sect leader?"
Han Changqing replied, "I am still young and can still be the sect leader for a few more years."
The third elder laughed loudly, "The sect master is just hesitating who to choose!"
Han Changqing said nothing.
The third elder said, "Has there been any news from Yin Fengxi recently?"
"None!" Han Changqing replied.
"He has left the sect for more than three years..." the third elder said.
…
at the same time!
On the Ladder Avenue of Piaomiao Sect.
A young figure carrying a silver sword on his back climbed the steps step by step.
The figure was very thin and did not even match the sword he was carrying behind him.
The body of the broadsword is rectangular and the handle is also very long.
It was carried on the back of the young man, giving the impression that the man was not as heavy as a knife.
The man's complexion is very white, and he has a unique and handsome look of "man and woman".
The disciples guarding the mountain gate looked at the visitor from a distance and couldn't help but show alarm.
"Who is that person?"
"Stop him."
"Wait a minute, he seems to be Senior Brother Yin Fengxi."
In less than a moment, the sect that was calm just now suddenly became lively.
"Elder brother is back."
"Really? Where?"
"On the Tiandao Avenue."
"Hurry up and have a look. I haven't seen Senior Brother in almost three years."
"..."
The square on the main peak.
A young figure carrying a silver sword slowly stepped onto the last step.
At this moment, the square was already full of people.
Seeing the excited eyes and the noisy atmosphere, the young man tilted his head and talked to himself lazily.
"The treatment of a popular king is different. My charm that has nowhere to go is sometimes quite troublesome..."
Off the field, everyone had different expressions.
Zuo Lie, a true disciple, crossed his arms in front of him and said, "This guy really hasn't changed at all."
Another true disciple next to him, Jiang Yao, smiled, "Indeed, this lazy expression and eyes like a dead fish are exactly the same as before."
Following that, the crowd behind the square quickly separated...
A group of people headed by the sect master Han Changqing were walking towards this side, with Yan Kexian, the master of Guixu Hall, Zou Mian, the master of Yuanlong Hall, and others following behind.
"The Third Elder and I were talking about you just now! I didn't expect such a coincidence..." Han Changqing said.
Yin Fengxi looked at the other party squarely, "What are you talking about about me? Are you planning to hand over the position of sect leader to me? Also, is the third elder still alive?"
"Cough, cough..." A cough came, and the third elder walked out with a dark face, "You are the eldest disciple of the Piaomiao Sect after all, and you are the leader of the true disciples. Can you pay attention to your words and deeds?"
"
Yin Fengxi's dull fish eyes showed no signs of change. "Next time you come out to greet someone, try to walk as fast as possible. I don't want to be stared at by so many pairs of eyes."
Before he had said a few words, the blood pressure of the senior leaders of Piaomiao Sect had already risen.
Sideline.
Yanying curiously asked Lou Qing and Lan Meng around her.
"Who is this person? So arrogant?"
Lou Qing shook his head and said with a smile, "Yin Fengxi, the first genius of the Piaomiao Sect and the only direct disciple of the sect master. Three years ago, he went out to travel alone and never returned!"
"He seems to be quite disliked by others!" Yanying said in a low voice.
Although Yanying's voice was already very low, Yin Fengxi still heard her.
As soon as Yanying finished speaking, a lazy face came up to her.
"Watch your words, little sister!"
"Ah?" Yanying was caught off guard and was startled. She quickly stepped back. Why does this guy look like a ghost?
Lan Meng quickly protected Yanying behind her, then smiled apologetically at Yinfengxi, "Brother, she is ignorant, don't worry about her."
Yin Fengxi looked nonchalant, "Sure enough, the Piaomiao Sect has declined in the past few years since I have been away. At a glance, there is not even one who can hold up the facade."
This sentence immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the disciples.
Yanying huddled behind Lan Meng. Just as she was about to mention the name "Xiao Nuo", the sect leader Han Changqing said, "Okay, don't start spreading hatred as soon as you come back. Have you completed the task I assigned you?"
?”
"Mission? What mission?" Yin Fengxi looked confused, as if he had lost his memory. "Did you tell me what mission?"
With this reply, Han Changqing couldn't help but want to hit someone.
He asked, "Then what did you come back for?"
"After three years away from home, what else can you do except come back and show off?"
The anger among senior executives is building.
The third elder replied angrily, "Where did you come from and where are you going?"
"Hey, I'm just kidding, don't be so serious!" Yin Fengxi rubbed his chin, his eyes became slightly normal, and then he looked directly at Han Changqing, "When I come back this time, I have some news for you..."
With his sudden seriousness, Yin Fengxi suddenly gave people a different feeling.
"What news?" Han Changqing asked.
"Immortal Vault Holy Land..." Yin Fengxi said each word, his eyes gleaming, "A holy order has been issued, and the scale of this holy order is very large, and many forces will be involved!"
"Wow!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Han Changqing, the third elder, Yan Kexian, Zou Mian and others all changed.
And the four words "Immortal Vault Holy Land" rushed into everyone's heart like a dazzling light...
"Who issued the holy order?" Han Changqing asked solemnly.
"Well..." Yin Fengxi raised his eyes slightly, and then replied in a deep voice, "The oldest giant monastery in the Holy Land of Immortal Vault... Mortal Immortal Holy Monastery!"