Sword Pavilion is another amazing treasure of time and space.
Each time you go up a level, the space becomes larger and the flow of time becomes slower.
By the seventh floor of the tower, the space is as big as a small world, with a diameter of more than three thousand miles. The speed of time has reached one to eight.
The Sword Mountain, which represents the "Wordless Sword Manual", stands at the center of the seventh-story tower. It is more than 20,000 meters high and is surrounded by cliffs, towering into the clouds. The sword energy merges into a river and flows rapidly around the mountain.
Zhang Ruochen came to the foot of Jian Mountain and saw a woman in red, sitting cross-legged three feet above the ground, with countless stars floating around her, like a gorgeous sea of stars.
It is the true form of “the sea of stars has no shore”.
With her cultivation in the realm of the Holy King, it is very remarkable that she can have such attainments in the way of truth.
Zhang Ruochen walked silently, quietly approaching her and looking at her carefully.
This woman is in her prime, with a tall nose, as quiet as an orchid, holding a jade sword in both hands. She has no ornaments on her body, she is pure and simple, giving her a cool and courageous temperament.
Zhang Ruochen fell into some deep memories and unknowingly stepped into the network of sword energy woven behind her.
When Zhang Ruochen woke up, dense sword energy was already attacking him.
These sword energies naturally cannot hurt him and will disperse before they even get close to him.
"who?"
The woman in red was awakened and jumped up like a conditioned reflex.
“Zheng!”
The sword is unsheathed.
The shape of the sword of truth instantly merged with the sword movement, creating a lightning-like sword light.
Zhang Ruochen stood still and let the jade sword strike him. However, there seemed to be an invisible layer of armor around his body. The jade sword was still three feet away from him when it made a sonorous collision sound.
The woman in red was so shaken by her own strength that her arms were numb. She flew backwards and fell to the ground. She looked warily at this man whose cultivation was unfathomable.
It’s a pity that I can’t see his face clearly.
This person sneaked up on her while she was learning the sword. He must have some evil intentions.
“Who are you, and how can you enter the seventh floor of the sword pavilion?”
The cloud robe on the woman in red is flying in the wind, her eyes are like swords, and her eyebrows are like frost.
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "You can enter the seventh floor of the sword pavilion, why can't I?"
"How can you compare to my status?" The woman in red had a sense of superiority in her eyes. Even though she knew that the other person's cultivation was better than hers, she did not take it seriously.
At least in the Kunlun world, she can look down upon any monk.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Is it so amazing? I really want to know who you are?"
The woman in red was about to speak, but after thinking for a while, she held back and said: "Huh! You don't even know who I am. It shows that you are not a great person. Tell me, you approached me just now because you wanted to
do what?"
Zhang Ruochen looked at her intently and did not answer.
"You still dare to look at it? Even if you are a great sage, you can't be arrogant in this sword pavilion."
“Kenpachi!”
The woman in red gave a sweet cry and stabbed out with her sword. A white sword sword Xuangang came out and stabbed past Zhang Ruochen's neck.
What a pity, the stab was empty!
With her slender waist, she turned back from the air and struck out the second sword.
Zhang Ruochen took a step back.
The sword struck the ground, splitting the earth into pieces, and the sword energy was scattered in all directions.
“Yes, this is the nine-death sword technique, right?” Zhang Ruochen said.
“It’s good to know the nine-death sword technique.”
“Shua!”
The sword edge flew forward again, forming a crescent-shaped light and shadow.
…
Zhang Ruochen's true body has long been withdrawn, and he is now standing on the sword mountain with Granny Haitang, looking down at the two people who are fighting.
Granny Haitang said: "She is not only the master of truth, but also a swordsman wizard. Her talent and understanding are extremely high, and she is not much inferior to you. When you cultivated to Kenpachi, you were also in the realm of the Holy King, right?"
Zhang Ruochen watched the woman in red fighting with his clone and said: "The martial arts talent is indeed outstanding, even better than her mother's. But this eldest lady's temper is too big!"
Granny Haitang smiled kindly: "Her mother is the leader of the Moon Worship Sect, and her father is a world-famous god. What's more, that old immortal of your Zhang family pampers her like a princess. Anyone dares to
If you go against her, you will end up crying and begging for mercy. In this way, who dares to mess with her? Naturally, her character will be a bit perverse."
"However, this child has a good heart. If you hadn't controlled your emotions just now and got too close to her, she wouldn't have directly struck you with a sword."
Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly and said, "The old man sent her here? Where has he gone?"
Grandma Haitang looked unhappy and said, "I guess she's dead!"
Zhang Ruochen did not dare to ask any more questions and said, "My mother-in-law seems to be just a hair away from becoming a god with her spiritual power."
"The destiny of the weapon spirit is that it is connected with the weapon. It is extremely difficult to become a god. It is even more difficult for a plant weapon spirit to become a god. It is many times more difficult than a sacred medicine to transform into a magical medicine. It's all my fault.
Old dog!" Granny Haitang scolded her directly.
Obviously, she was resentful of the fact that Lord Jie deceived her into becoming the weapon spirit of the sword pavilion.
At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I met people unkindly.
Zhang Ruochen took out a sacred wooden box, held it in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Granny Haitang.
"This is?"
Grandma Haitang saw that the surface of this box was covered with divine patterns, and the contents inside were definitely not trivial.
Zhang Ruochen said: "A spiritual power pill!"
Even though Granny Haitang had lived for endless years and her mind was calm, her body was shaking slightly and she looked at Zhang Ruochen with disbelief.
Zhang Ruochen forced the box into Granny Haitang's hands and said: "I still remember that it was here that my mother-in-law preached to me for nine days and nine nights, opening a new door to the holy way for me. Over the years, you have helped the Zhang family
, You have worked so hard for the Holy Ming! You deserve this magical elixir!"
The elixir master of the Yama clan refined the three elders of Zhen Mie Palace together with many holy medicines into ten spiritual power elixirs.
One of them was given by Zhang Ruochen to Yan Zhexian.
After all, Yan Zhexian's major is mental power, and the mental power pill will help her more than other monks.
The magic elixir was refined by the Supreme Master of Alchemy. If Zhang Ruochen didn't give back something, he might make the old man unhappy.
As for Zhang Ruochen himself, he has not taken this pill yet.
Even if it is a magic pill, the first one has the strongest effect. If you take it later, the effect will decrease successively.
Although Zhang Ruochen's mental power has almost no bottleneck, the improvement speed will slow down significantly in the later stages of each realm. It takes a lot of time to accumulate a small amount and achieve a breakthrough.
At present, Zhang Ruochen thinks that there is no need to take the spiritual power pill.
Planning to save it for a more critical moment.
For some reason, Granny Haitang's turbid eyes became misty and pus-filled. She held the sacred wooden box and was silent for a long time. She said: "You kid... is very good. You care so much for me, an old woman. No wonder you can do so."
Many women are following you wholeheartedly, waiting for you, and thinking about you. Even my mother-in-law, I hate it, why the person I met was not you, but that old thing."
“This is a magic elixir!”
“The magic pill is also something external to the body.” Zhang Ruochen said.
That beautiful woman in red seemed to have endless strength. She chased Zhang Ruochen's clone and attacked continuously. Her fighting spirit became stronger and stronger, and her fighting spirit seemed to be exhausted.
“This resilience is pretty good! I thought that with her pampered character, she would be unable to win a single blow and would get discouraged and run away.” Zhang Ruochen said.
Granny Haitang put away the sacred wooden box and said, "Do you just want to see her when you come back this time?"
Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly: "I'm ashamed to say that, if I hadn't encountered some unsolvable problems in my practice, my return to Kunlun Realm might have been postponed."
“By the way, does mother-in-law know the origin of the bronze tripod for worshiping the sky?”
“Bronze tripod to offer sacrifices to heaven?”
Grandma Haitang was a little confused and didn’t know what Zhang Ruochen was referring to.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The one outside the Shangqing Palace."
“I didn’t pay attention to that! Why, did you see something magical about this tripod?” Granny Haitang asked.
Zhang Ruochen cannot judge at all whether the bronze tripod for worshiping the sky is really related to the Jiuding. If it is not, if he says it now, won't he make people laugh in the future?
Zhang Ruochen said: "Forget it! By the way, does mother-in-law know who the ancient sacred mountain is?"
Grandma Haitang loved Zhang Ruochen very much, so she naturally told him everything she knew. She said, "You should know Sanqing, the founder of Liangyi Sect, right?"
Zhang Ruochen nodded.
Grandma Haitang said: "More than 800,000 years ago, the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty was a disciple of Tai Chi. After becoming a god, for some unknown reason, he left Tai Chi together and came to the Eastern Region to found the Liang Yi Sect.
"
"The Ancient Sacred Mountain is the divine corpse of the Patriarch of the Shangqing Dynasty. That happened two hundred thousand years ago. The Patriarch of the Shangqing Dynasty, who had reached the limitless realm, was cut into seven parts by a sword, and turned into the seven peaks of the Ancient Sacred Mountain.
."
Zhang Ruochen was greatly shocked and asked: "Beheaded in the Kunlun realm?"
Grandma Haitang nodded.
Zhang Ruochen said: "How is this possible? At that time, there were so many powerful people in the Kunlun Realm. Who dared to kill a god of the Infinite Realm?"
“Maybe it was the sword drawn by one of the strong men.” Granny Haitang said as if she knew something.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Mother-in-law refers to the holy monk?"
In the Kunlun Realm, who can kill the gods of the Infinite Realm with swords, apart from the holy monk Xumi who practices the sword of time, who else can do it?
Granny Haitang asked: "Is it true that only holy monks use swords?"
Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment and said, "Bi Luozi?"
At the beginning, Granny Haitang lent Zhang Ruochen five volumes from the Sword Pavilion, which were from five ancient sword masters in the Kunlun realm.
There is a volume in it called "Bi Luo Essays".
It can be seen from this that Bi Luozi's attainments in swordsmanship must be profound.
Grandma Haitang said: "The fact that the ancient sacred mountain can preserve the holy souls of monks in the holy realm is probably related to Biluozi. Only his Biluo way has such ability. It can be seen that the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty has a very deep bond with him. Back then, the three
The reason why Patriarch Qing left Tai Chi is very likely to have something to do with him."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Why did Biluozi kill the founder of Shangqing? Where did the two founders, Taiqing and Yuqing, go?"