The people in Tianji Pavilion who were listening to their discussion could not help but change their faces slightly, as if they had thought of something.
"It is not good for the Changsheng Sect to do this. Moreover, they will only harm themselves by doing this. What they took away was Qin Changkong... If they notice anything wrong, I am afraid Qin Changkong will directly massacre the entire
Immortal Sect, right? Even if it is really the abyss of hell, he might still fight his way out."
Mo Chengzi and Fang Bitao looked at each other and said slowly.
Ling Heqing said: "Then let's wait here and see what tricks the Changsheng Sect wants to play!"
Lu Kuang from Tianji Pavilion opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He lowered his head and pondered alone.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, please come this way." The elder of the Changsheng Sect took Qin Lang and Mr. Li San to climb higher. Along the way, there were disciples of the Changsheng Sect nervously guarding the way up the mountain.
They were currently on the right side of the two mountains to the left and right of the Changsheng Sect. When they reached the top of the mountain, the road became extremely rugged. There were sharp gravels under their feet. If they stepped a little harder, they could feel the stones piercing the soles of their shoes.
Slight pain in the sole of the foot.
"Does the elder want to take us to the top of the mountain and jump off the cliff together?" Mr. Li San asked coldly.
The elder of the Changsheng Sect was startled, shook his head, and said: "Aren't you two looking for our sect's Changsheng Heaven? The top of the mountain here is our sect's Changsheng Heaven, and the sword tree grows on it."
After stepping through the sharp stone formations and reaching the top of the mountain, I saw a tall ancient tree standing alone on the top of the barren mountain. The leaves of the ancient tree hung down one by one. Each leaf was particularly strange, long, narrow and straight.
The leaves are also very sharp at the end.
"Sure enough, there are all kinds of wonders in the starry sky, and there are such strange trees and leaves." Qin Lang sighed. In his previous life, he had also heard that a sect planted banana trees and made banana swords from the heart of the banana trees. Now he has
I saw a sword leaf whose leaves were born in the shape of a sword.
However, Mr. Li San caught sight of the three old men sitting cross-legged under the sword tree and asked, "What are those three old men doing?"
The elder of the Changsheng Sect said: "The three elders are the elders who have guarded the sword tree for generations. Every disciple who wants to obtain the sword leaf must go through their assessment. Only if he passes the assessment can he successfully obtain the sword leaf."
Mr. Li San sneered: "So we are treated the same as your sect disciples and need to pass their assessment?"
"This is the rule of our Changsheng Sect. Even if our sect master agrees to lend the sword leaf this time, he still can't convince the three elders to leave here, so we still have to ask you to get it yourself." Elders of the Changsheng Sect.
He seemed to be embarrassed and said, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.
The sword leaf of the Changsheng Sect has been used for a hundred years. There are so many disciples in the sect who don’t want to own it. Just lend it to outsiders for free. Naturally, no one is willing. Just now, a large group of monks from the Changsheng Sect may want to consider it. The three elders who swarmed up were also very interested.
It's hard to resist, but now only Qin Lang and two people are here. Under the ruthless "assessment" of the three elders, they may not be able to get the sword leaf, and they may even be thrown into the abyss behind the ancient tree!
Qin Lang also thought that Changsheng Sect would not compromise easily, but he was not too surprised.
The elder of the Changsheng Sect smiled slightly and said: "You two, clear it out, the sword leaf is right here."
Qin Lang and Young Master Li took two steps forward, and the three old men under the ancient tree suddenly opened their eyes, staring at them with sharp eyes like falcons.
Feeling the auras rising from the three old men, Master Li could not help but change his expression.
The cultivation base of these three old men is the highest they have ever seen since entering the Kunwu Realm. With his current strength after suppressing his true energy, it is almost impossible to defeat these three old men.
Qin Lang patted his shoulder and said, "I can do it myself."
The elders of the Changsheng Sect couldn't help but curled their lips when they heard Qin Lang's words. This foreign monk really didn't know the depth. The three elders of their Changsheng Sect joined forces to launch the demon-slaying formation. Looking at the entire Kunwu Realm, no monk can resist alone.
On the top of the mountain, Qin Lang walked step by step towards the sword tree in front of him. When he was still ten steps away from the sword, three sword energy immediately shot at him from three different angles.
If his cultivation had not been suppressed, Qin Lang had dozens of ways to dodge or deflect these sword energies, but in the Kunwu realm, he could not use those methods.
So he simply didn't hide.
When the sword energy fell on him, only a few shallow white marks appeared! The elder of the Changsheng Sect couldn't help but shrink his pupils. Such a strong physical defense was simply beyond his imagination.
Qin Lang continued to take a step forward, and this time more sword energy was shot out.
The clothes on his body were torn apart by the sword energy, but there was no blood spattering on his body, and none of the sword energy caused harm to his body-refining technique, which was accomplished in the Withered Body.
When he reached the fifth step, the three elders finally couldn't bear it anymore. They each raised their hands, and a green long sword flew out of their hands. It was a long sword refined from sword leaves.
If the three sharp swords are cut down, even the steel body will be cut directly.
Qin Lang, who did not have the protection of true energy, did not dare to use his body to carry the fairy sword anymore. He could only summon the Tiandu Sword, unable to block the swords flying from all directions.
The powerful impact made him retreat ten steps step by step.
So the fairy sword was taken back again, and the three old men looked at him coldly, as if there was some mockery in their eyes.
"Ah, what a pity. Fellow Daoist Qin is still close to failing to pass the test and get the sword leaf." The elder of the Changsheng Sect walked over and said with a long sigh.
Mr. Li San couldn't help but feel a little horrified. Those three swords combined to attack like a storm. Being able to block it was pretty good. If it had been him, he might not have been able to take five steps.
Qin Lang was not very disappointed, he just smiled and said: "I can still take the test again, right?"
Without waiting for the elder's consent, he rushed towards the sword tree.
"This..." The elder of the Changsheng Sect stretched out his hand and then took it back.
If it doesn't work once, it will work the second time? How is that possible? He sneered in his heart and did not stop Qin Lang.
This time, Qin Lang was also attacked by the fairy sword on the fifth step, and was also constantly knocked back during the process of blocking. However, when he retreated to the tenth step and the fairy sword was about to be withdrawn, he immediately rushed forward again, not at all.
There is no stopping.
Mr. Li San and the elders of the Changsheng Sect were a little stunned as they watched Qin Lang being repelled again and again and continuing to attack again and again.
"What exactly does Qin Changkong want to do..."
Time passed little by little, and soon it was late at night, and from late night to daytime. Qin Lang was still trying hard, showing no signs of giving up.
It was only at this time that Young Master Li realized that Qin Lang would no longer be repulsed beyond the eighth step.
Gradually, the seventh step, the sixth step, the fifth step... Finally, Qin Lang approached at the third step and had a stalemate with the three fairy swords.
The three old men looked a little anxious. They kept using the fairy sword to kill Qin Changkong, but they failed every time and were blocked by the Tiandu Sword in Qin Changkong's hand.
Young Master Li immediately understood Qin Lang's tactics: delay!
Qin Lang is going to kill these three guards forcefully! After consuming all their true energy, they will naturally be unable to stop Qin Lang!
Although Qin Lang's cultivation has been suppressed, he is still a strong Nascent Soul, with a body that is perfect in body refining. In such a battle, as long as he is not injured, he can last for a month, a hundred days, or even a whole year!
The three old men also discovered that Qin Lang had been fighting fiercely for a day and a night, and did not look tired at all. He was still in high spirits. They couldn't help but panic in their hearts. They also understood Qin Lang's tactics.
Ever since the three of them guarded the sword tree, I have never seen anyone use such a method to break their protection.
In the end, the three of them could only sigh and sheath their swords.
The old man who faced Qin Lang said bitterly: "This fellow Taoist has reached the sky and can almost coexist with the sun and the moon. The three brothers and I feel ashamed and admit defeat."
Qin Lang had already broken into their circle at this time, and was only two steps away from the sword tree. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Luckily, the cultivation of the three of them is not bad, and their swordsmanship is even more exquisite." (To be continued)