Of course Zhou Heng wouldn't say what happened. If he didn't say it, and Huotian wouldn't say it, the others would just be confused.
The monk Zhang Er was confused and looked around at the fairy creatures in the manor. After looking around and finding nothing, he went back in. After they thought about it, maybe after entering the manor, they triggered the reaction of the atmosphere, mechanisms and the like inside.
Only then can the momentum of an immortal surge!
This shows that there really is a fairy here!
Everyone became excited and took the time to look for it.
Zhou Heng did not immediately refine the fragments of the gate, but followed the crowd and moved forward.
The structure of this manor is quite simple, but every brick and tile is extremely strong. Even a powerful person in the Divine Infant Realm cannot even think of tearing down the house and conduct a thorough search. He can only rummage through the boxes and cabinets like a thief who breaks into a house.
"Eh!"
"Um!"
From time to time, you can hear shouts of surprise, and they all come from the same place. When Zhou Heng and Huotian also came to a huge attic, someone happened to get in before them, and they immediately heard that person
He let out a cry of surprise.
What's so mysterious about this place, and why does it make everyone hum when you enter?
Before he could change his mind, he saw the person who had just entered walked out again, let out another exclamation of surprise, and then walked in again. This time there was no more exclamation of surprise.
eccentric!
It’s so weird!
These people are all ancestors of the Fetus Realm and the Divine Infant Realm. How could they do such inexplicable things?
Zhou Heng's curiosity aroused and he led Huotian to the door. After taking a deep breath, he stepped in.
"Eh!"
The moment he walked in, Zhou Heng immediately let out a cry of surprise. The reason was simple: he had lost all his spiritual power!
For warriors, spiritual power is life!
Who can not be shocked when he suddenly realizes that he has no spiritual power?
Zhou Heng took a step back and came outside the attic. He felt a surge of spiritual power, which immediately filled his Dantian!
This time, he endured it without saying a word!
No wonder everyone looks surprised when entering and exiting this pavilion. It is impossible not to be surprised!
Of course, there are exceptions - Huotian!
Zhou Heng couldn't help but laugh. This woman didn't even reach the first level of body refining. She had no spiritual power in her body at all. She probably didn't feel anything!
He entered the pavilion again and took a look around. The space was very large, about thirty feet wide, and more than a hundred feet deep. There was no furniture, and there were only futons on the floor. It was obviously quite simple.
The people who came in before were all sitting on a futon. They were separated by a few feet, and they all fixed their eyes on the inner wall. There were seven paintings hanging on it, all of which were of people dancing swords.
The postures are different.
Swordsmanship?
No wonder these people take it seriously. If this is really the swordsmanship of the immortal world, then just learning one move will be a huge gain! Immortal skills, it can't make you become an immortal!
People kept coming in, and within half an hour, almost everyone who entered the valley was here.
Because the structure of this manor is too simple, there are no twists and turns, and the buildings here are indestructible, so we can only walk down from room to room according to the old owner's design, so no matter whether it is front or back, everyone can
Come here.
But this is obviously not the end of the entire manor, so why is there no way forward?
When they arrived here, although their spiritual power was restrained, their minds were not. Zhou Heng could clearly deduce that at least half of the entire manor had not been explored - apart from anything else, they had not yet passed the passage that was slashed by the terrifying force.
open area.
Zhou Heng quickly hid this question in his heart. Like everyone else, he also found a futon to sit down and focused his eyes on the seven paintings.
Although he has learned the Nine Lingtian Styles, this set of swordsmanship is not suitable for daily use. If he uses it, he will either die the enemy or exhaust his own strength, leaving no way out!
If you can get another immortal-level swordsmanship, that would be even better!
Moreover, even if those seven paintings are really a set of sword techniques, their power is definitely far inferior to Ling Tian's Nine Styles! It is obvious that the former owner of the black sword destroyed this place with just the aftermath of a sword energy. The difference is
So big that it can fly into the sky!
But for Zhou Heng, a less powerful sword technique is more suitable for him at this stage, instead of exhausting his strength after one strike.
He focused his eyes on the seven paintings, and soon his mind was immersed in them. He felt that they contained infinite mysteries, but they were too complicated. He was surrounded by chaotic thoughts, but he could not grasp anything.
There was silence in the pavilion. Everyone knew that these seven paintings must contain great principles. They could feel it, but maybe their level was too low, but they could not grasp the true meaning.
This made them scratch their heads and feel itchy and uncomfortable.
Zhou Heng looked at Huotian, and saw that the peerless goddess had already yawned out of boredom, with a slender hand supporting her chin, as if she was sleepy. He couldn't help but smile and said, "I can lend you a shoulder."
Damn it!”
Huotian rolled his eyes at him, but moved the futon over, sat down next to him, and pressed half of his body on Zhou Heng. He soon let out a long breathing sound, and really fell asleep.
In the whole world, I'm afraid she is the only one who would turn her back on immortal magic and instead fall asleep, right?
Zhou Heng couldn't help but smile, and felt a sense of normalcy, his thoughts were calm, and he was not surprised by honor or disgrace.
He corrected his mentality and just stared at the first painting. In the painting, an old man in blue clothes held a long sword flat, surrounded by colorful fallen leaves. He didn't know how long he stared at it, but the fallen leaves actually started to move.
, falling one by one!
Not only the fallen leaves, but also the old man moved. He moved his sword and displayed an extremely mysterious sword technique.
Zhou Heng's body looked like a wooden sculpture, but the divine light above his head shone brightly and transformed into a golden figure. He held a black sword in his hand and danced with the old man. With one sword, all things were born, and with one sword, all things were destroyed.
A sword dance was completed, and the first painting suddenly emitted a strong light. Everyone's eyes widened in shock. Phew. A ray of green light flew out of the painting and disappeared into Zhou Heng's head.
"Feiyu Seven Swords!"
"The leaves fall and are destroyed!"
A thought suddenly came to Zhou Heng's mind, and at the same time a sword technique passed through his mind.
This is the oral note to match the previous sword technique!
Zhou Heng looked at the first painting again, but was shocked to find that it was completely empty. There was no old man anywhere, and the fallen leaves were just a piece of white paper.
There is such a magical way to teach swords!
Pass to only one person!
Teng Teng Teng, seeing the first painting suddenly disappear, everyone stood up and stared at Zhou Heng with vicious eyes, full of murderous intent.
Although they didn't know what was going on, when they saw that green light pouring into Zhou Heng's body, they could guess that it must be related to Zhou Heng.
"Boy, have you learned this sword technique?" Someone immediately asked Zhou Heng.
Zhou Heng looked around at everyone and said, "Yes or no, what does it have to do with you?"
"Bold!" Everyone shouted with open eyes.
All of them are in the fetus realm and the divine infant realm. There are even a few characters who emerged from ancient times. How could any of them be so arrogant that they could stand Zhou Heng's attitude.
Zhou Heng laughed loudly and said, "If you want to fight, come on!"
He crossed his fingers.
Everyone was speechless for a while, and then they thought that their cultivation was completely restricted after entering here! Here, they are all ordinary old men and women!
If not for the spiritual power being suppressed here instead of being eradicated, all of them would have died of old age!
Isn't it self-inflicted to fight with the young and strong Zhou Heng? If a large group of ancestors from the Fetus Realm and the Divine Infant Realm were beaten to a black and blue face by a junior from the Linghai Realm, they would still have the face to show up to others in the future.
?
Facing Zhou Heng's one-man challenge, all the strong men chose to swallow their anger.
What a shame, being stared into silence by a junior in the Spirit Sea Realm! But it’s better than being ridden like a horse by Zhou Heng and being beaten on the head, right?
call out!
At this moment, another green light flashed, and the fourth painting suddenly became blank, and the green light did not enter the head of a middle-aged man. Apparently, he also received the inheritance of a sword technique.
.
Only then did everyone realize that there was no time to waste now. They all sat down again and focused on the five remaining sword paintings.
Zhou Heng glanced at the middle-aged man. He was an imposing man. Just his sitting posture gave him an aura as calm as a mountain! He was not a human, but from the Sky Demon Clan, with a pair of wings behind his back.
The man immediately sensed Zhou Heng's gaze and glanced back at him, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, but he quickly took it back and looked at the remaining five paintings again.
Zhou Heng didn't waste any time. Although he was secretly curious about the identity of the demon man that day, he suppressed it for the time being.
Phew, another ray of green light flashed past and penetrated into the center of the third person's head, but it was a strong man from the Night Demon Clan. He was also a middle-aged man with pointed ears and purple hair, exuding a majestic and domineering aura.
The sixth painting also disappeared.
Unexpectedly, it was three young people who really reaped the rewards!
Are they really old?
The characters of the older generation all showed a wry smile. Facing this scene, they all had a sense of aging that was hard to resist the passage of time.
But this thought only passed by for a moment, and they immediately became ambitious again and looked at the sword paintings on the wall again - as long as they learn the magic of immortality, they may become immortals, and any talented person will be trampled under their feet.
, and they will also be young again!
Soon, the restlessness stopped, and everyone looked at the wall in unison.
call out!
The fourth green light flashed and penetrated Zhou Heng's forehead, and the second painting disappeared.
"Flowers bloom all over the world!"
…
The fifth green light flashed and disappeared into the body of the middle-aged man from the Sky Demon Clan. He also received the inheritance of two styles of swordsmanship.
…
The sixth green light flashed, and the man from the Night Demon Clan also made no concessions and obtained two sword techniques!
…
Everyone was extremely nervous and stared at the last painting.
This is the seventh painting, and it is also the last sword of Feiyu's Seven Swords. Those who have not received the inheritance of swordsmanship are all anxious. This is their last hope. (To be continued...)