The torrential rain poured down like pillars, falling on the nine peaks, as if heaven and earth were merging.
Ji Xuanqing, who was wearing a green robe, looked up at the sky with a cold expression.
His hands were clasped behind his back, and his breathing was inexplicably ragged.
With the corners of his eyes twitching wildly, he clenched his outstretched palms and said loudly: "Jingyue, go to Miao territory yourself and bring the "Thirty-Six Swords" to meet Lingxi."
In the main hall, Tang Jingyue, who was offering incense to Kunlun's ancestors, shook her arms, turned around in surprise and said, "Elder brother, what happened here? You need to use the Thirty-six Kunlun Swords?"
Ji Xuanqing did not answer. He walked into the hall, took the incense from Tang Jingyue's hand, inserted it into the incense burner devoutly, and bowed three times to his ancestors. Then he said worriedly: "The true phoenix star representing Suning is as scarlet as blood.
There are signs of decline.”
"What?" Tang Jingyue's pretty face turned pale, and she subconsciously covered her red lips: "You, no, you can't be mistaken."
"Absolutely impossible." Ji Xuanqing said flatly: "The true dragon star in Lingxi is dim, indicating that she is about to be seriously injured."
"She couldn't protect Suning, so the True Phoenix Star was on the verge of its demise."
"I can't deduce exactly what happened."
"On this trip, you must rush on a starry night and reach Miao territory as quickly as possible to find Lingxi and others."
Ji Xuanqing's eyes wandered and he said: "Qirui is in Zhongzhou, so he has no background. Otherwise, I would feel more at ease if he goes with you."
Tang Jingyue stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the teaching token."
Ji Xuanqing flicked his sleeve, and the golden token symbolizing Kunlun's highest status fell into Tang Jingyue's hand.
The latter quickly walked out of the hall. When she reached the threshold, she suddenly stopped and said: "The stars have changed. It is impossible for my junior brother to not see the changes. He may, no, he will definitely rush to Miao territory."
"It's best if Xinglan shows up." Ji Xuanqing knelt down on the futon and faced the ancestor's spiritual throne and said, "With him here, it's not difficult to save Suning. You bring thirty-six swords to help. This is the best way."
Tang Jingyue nodded and said: "Other forces will also notice the changes in the True Phoenix Star."
"Although the fates of Ling Yatou and Suning have not been completely exposed, people who are interested can roughly guess 70% to 80%."
"There will definitely be a lot of trouble along the way."
Ji Xuanqing said coldly: "Just kill him."
Tang Jingyue left with a smile, holding the Kunlun Headmaster's token in her hands calmly.
The rain was still falling, and thirty-six Kunlun disciples wearing green clothes and masks were waiting at the foot of the mountain.
Let the heavy rain hit you, and your murderous intent shot straight into the sky.
There are three treasures in Kunlun: Taixuan Sword, Qiankun Seal, and Nine Sun Mirror.
Kunlun has two swords, Taixuan Sword and Dangyao Sword.
Taixuan Sword is a sword.
The Demon Sword is a human being.
The Taixuan Sword suppresses the luck of the five peaks of Kunlun, and it is known all over the world.
The Dang Yao Sword never shows up, and only obeys the instructions of Master Kunlun to act secretly. Cooperating with the Dang Yao Sword technique and forming a sword formation, there is no disadvantage.
How powerful it is is difficult for others to discover.
As a Kunlun elder, Tang Jingyue was lucky enough to meet him once fifteen years ago.
That time, Su Xinglan killed Qu Guanliang, the sixth elder of Xuanmen, and hundreds of disciples of Xuanmen because of Xia Baiyou. The ancestor of Xuanmen came to hold him accountable. Thirty-six swords came out and used the Demon Sword Technique to turn the sword shadows all over the sky.
It's enough to trap the other party for half a stick of incense.
Even though he was defeated in the end by the Xuanmen Ancestor, it was an honor even though he was defeated.
After all, at that time, Ji Xuanqing had only held back the ancestor of Xuanmen for half a stick of incense.
The horror of the Thirty-Six Swords is self-evident.
...
Daomen Star Observation Deck, quiet at night.
The rain stopped, and a cool breeze swept across the valley, whizzing by with a damp smell.
