"Your Majesty has been with me for several days. What do you want me to do?"
In the void, a human figure appeared, an image of a little old man with a red face. In the secret realm, unless they have their own souls and secret methods to distinguish each other, they will not recognize each other when they meet.
The little old man wore a bright red robe and raised his hands: "I am Lu Shisan of the Heavenly Sword Sect, your future sword master."
Nightmare's heart skipped a beat, for the second time, she didn't know what was wrong with her, and why the people she met one after another seemed to notice something was wrong with her.
But she is not afraid. She is just a disciple of the Tianjian Sect, and it is not like she has never been exposed to it. There is no one in the world who knows swordsmanship better than a sword.
"Heavenly Sword!"
Nightmare let out a sweet shout, and instantly condensed into a huge divine sword in the blue sky. It carried supreme divine power, wrapped in the power of wind and thunder, and stabbed towards the little old man. The speed was not fast, because there was no need to worry about him escaping.
Go out, lock the area in all directions, and be locked by the Heavenly Sword Qi machine.
Space suppression, crushing, and the inability to move at all are the ultimate secret of the Heavenly Sword. Not everyone can have such great magical powers as Cao An, so that Nightmare can't even use the Heavenly Sword.
The little old man just watched silently, with a strange smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
The ten fingers fluttered to form a seal, and the soul stepped out from the little old man's eyebrows, forcing a ball of soul fire from the palm of his hand.
"You should never, absolutely shouldn't, you just shouldn't directly break up the souls of my sect ancestors and fuse them into your own spiritual consciousness. You may not know that all the disciples of the great sect will stay after receiving the true inheritance.
A wisp of soul fire, enshrined in the sect, destroyed!!"
When she saw that ray of soul fire, Xiang knew that the matter was beyond her control, and her face showed horror and despair.
"No!!"
The soul fire was extinguished, and the entire soul transformed by Nightmare began to fall apart. The fragments of the soul that were originally filled with it disappeared into thin air. The remaining spiritual consciousness attracted each other and entwined with each other, forming a new soul. However, this soul could no longer be accommodated by the sculpture, and was directly
was ejected.
Without the conscious control of the nightmare, the sky sword's energy returned to the heaven and earth and turned into nothingness. It was still a scene of clear sky.
"Master Jiang, let Disciple Thirteen complete your unfinished work today, the Sword Control Technique!!" At the moment when Yan's spiritual consciousness had just taken shape, she wanted to hide back on the sword, but unexpectedly, a red mark appeared.
It was knocked down from a high altitude and submerged into the spiritual consciousness, where it merged with the imprints that originally remained in one's spiritual consciousness and could not be transformed.
A new restriction was formed, completely blocking spiritual consciousness.
She let out an unwilling roar, but this could not influence any situation at all. Her spiritual consciousness returned to the black sword body, and stayed in the void obediently. The sword body was still trembling slightly unwillingly, and she wanted to escape, but she couldn't do it at all.
Less than.
A bit of energy shot out from Lu Shisan's fingertips and landed on the sword, causing the black sword to let out mournful screams.
He held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, "But you feel wronged? You took advantage of the master's kindness and compassion. Before the last seal was completed, you succeeded in devouring the Lord. Over these long years, you have been fighting for yourself.
I tried every means to escape from the realm above the clouds, but I don’t know that the entire Tianjian Sect and generations of people have been working hard on how to conquer you again.”
"They perfected the last mark of the Sword Control Technique, maintaining the connection between the ancestor's soul fire and the divine soul at a great cost, ensuring that her divine soul will not be completely assimilated by you. You are just a sword, but we
It was the hard work of generations of elites from the entire dynasty, and you were not unjustly defeated."
"From today on, if you have any evil intentions, I will directly wipe out your spiritual consciousness and return you to chaos. You should know that I can do it."
The little old man Lu Shisan held the black sword and made a sword flower.
"Follow me, Lu Shisan, and you won't lose anything. In the future, you will become famous all over the world because of this sword master, Nightmare!"
Nightmare had mixed feelings at this moment. She didn't know how to describe her mood at this time. She thought of 'Mengde' again inexplicably. Her mind couldn't help but think of the majestic figure and amazing magical power that day. Compared with it, the sect's
The tricks of the sword master Lu Shisan, who has been calculating for generations, are like children's tricks.
'If I had been by his side willingly that day, perhaps what happened today wouldn't have happened, right? At least, with his confidence and strength, he didn't even bother to use Seal Jue to control my spiritual consciousness.' This thought flashed across my mind.
Passed by, the black sword fell silent, as if it had completely surrendered.
Lu Shisan squinted his eyes slightly, unable to hide the joy in his eyes. This was an eleventh-grade treasured soldier, not a piece of junk.
The female body lost its soul and stood stiffly on the spot. Gradually, the flesh and blood on her body turned into stone skin, even her clothes. Finally, it completely turned into a stone sculpture, but a black scabbard appeared in her hand.
, fell to the ground, it was the scabbard of the black sword.
Lu Shisan sheathed his sword. He sensed everything around and found nothing. He turned around and turned into a rainbow. What he didn't know was that just a few feet away from him, Cao An was standing in front of him.
Earth, witnessed everything from beginning to end, from the time the two met to the result, the period was only a few breaths of time.
He didn't take action, not because the nightmare rejected him before.
But it really has nothing to do with him. Nightmare spent years in exchange for his freedom. One person and one sword are just fair transactions, and there are no other bonds in it. But Lu Shisan and Nightmare are different.
"In the last four days, it's time for me to leave. There's not much point in staying here."
Cao An re-recommended [Ming Yu Gong], [Object Control Technique] and [Holy Spirit Sword Technique] for sixteen days. I can only say that at this moment, his mind is full of essence and insights.
With a thought in his mind, Nian's feet expanded in a circle, and he came out with his sword. The speed was much faster than before, and he could send and receive it at will.
Following the mysterious and mysterious feeling, I came to a place.
"leave!"
In his body, a feeling of rejection arose spontaneously. Cao An's soul came out, wrapped in the Nian and Holy Soul Fruit, and galloped along the dark passage. He suddenly bumped into something and waited until he came back to his senses.
When I was there, I realized that I had returned to my body. This was my familiar body, as well as the familiar sky and clouds.
and an unfamiliar falling sensation.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, Taoist Master, I am in the Qi Condensation Realm!!" Cao An immediately stuffed the Holy Soul Fruit into the big gourd, holding the Nian Sword tightly in his arms, the wind on both sides roared past, and penetrated his bones.
A chill swept through my body.
"Taoist Master Ning! Give me a hand!!"
He threw the puppet Ning Daoqi out in the air, and the next second he felt his hand being caught, and his falling figure suddenly slowed down. Ning Daoqi was beside him, using his hands to straighten Cao An's body.
Cao An only felt relieved as if there was a substantial stream of air pressing against his feet.
"I almost became the first warrior to be thrown to death in the Cloud Realm. Has no one been thrown from such a high place before? It's impossible for everyone to be a major cultivator in the Heavenly Realm, right?"
"How is it inside?" Ning Daoqi asked casually without answering Cao An's words.
"It's a very interesting place, but it's a pity that it can only be opened once every two hundred years. Otherwise, the martial arts in this world may be even more glorious." Cao An showed a look of yearning. It would be absolutely great if he could step into it to practice from time to time. It would be great inside.
Cultivation, although it will not directly improve your cultivation level like the inner scene.
However, there is something even more powerful than the interior scene, which can save a lot of time in deduction.
"Maybe after two hundred years of accumulation, there is an opportunity to bloom."
Cao An was silent, and the two fell back to the lake. There were no people around the Lake of Tears. There were still a few days before the deadline, and a large number of people had not come out yet.
At this moment, the sky and the earth are getting dark, and it is dusk.
The old dog came riding on the wind. Cao An looked at the now majestic old dog in surprise. From a distance, it looked nothing like before.
It's only January, and the dog's body is already as big as a calf. The originally yellow dog's hair has turned into white, fine and lush, and when it moves, it's like a white wave surging, and even the original dog's head has become much squarer.
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"Owner!"
Cao An smiled, but his temper remained unchanged, and he rubbed his big head on Cao An's hand.
"You've changed quite a lot in just over a month, Ah Huang, congratulations." Cao An saw the change in the old dog and was sincerely happy for it.
"The New Moon Protector has been waiting for a long time. Master, should we go find them now?"
"Okay, please lead the way. I thought she was going to come out after me. How long has she been out?"
"Ten days ago, the Great Protector came out. Master, can I ride the wind?"
It was still a familiar feeling. The old dog's method of riding the wind became more and more pure. It was completely different from the feeling of howling wind before, and the movement was much smaller. The breeze swept through the hills and followed a path that Cao An had never passed before.
After walking, we entered the forest, climbed up the stone steps, and stopped in front of a Taoist temple.
A Taoist temple with only three small courtyards stands on a raised ridge. The ridge is not wide, and it is only big enough to build a Taoist temple. There is no room for any more, leaving only a narrow path leading directly to the rear.
In fact, this can't even be considered a mountain. From a high distance, it looks more like a butcher's knife with its blade pointing upwards among the undulating mountains, and the Taoist temple is built in the middle of the blade, at the highest point.
It’s called Knife-edge View, and it’s worthy of its name.
The mountain wind was so steep that Cao An could clearly feel the mountain beneath his feet trembling slightly.
"You didn't show up until today. It seems that you have benefited a lot from being in the territory above the clouds. Come in quickly." The door of the Taoist temple was open. Before entering, I heard the sound of the crescent moon coming from inside.
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"Are you Cao An, Young Master Cao? My master and Senior Xinyue have been waiting for a long time. Please come in." The Taoist boy invited Cao An into the Taoist temple with a look of envy and yearning in his eyes.
"Thanks."
"Are you really a sixth-level Yanshi?" The little Taoist boy looked curious.
"Isn't it similar?" Cao An asked with a smile.
The little Taoist boy waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, but I read rumors in the world that you are only in the Three Scenery Qi Condensation Realm. It doesn't mean that most Yanshi levels cannot surpass their own martial arts cultivation."
"Maybe my heritage is a bit special, so I became one of those few people."
"My name is Dao Qing, and in the future I will become a famous person like you."
Cao An smiled and rubbed the little Taoist boy's head, "I will definitely do it."