Lou Xiaoyi lost his temper instantly because there were two ancient seal characters on the hilt of the sword spirit incarnation:
Sanqin!
"You can't deceive me! I've seen Uncle Qin... I've also seen the eleven steps of Yang Zhanshen you left behind at the Kendo Monument!"
Lou Xiaoyi was still there, but who knew that the sword spirit turned aside and slashed out two sword lights at him, passing by his face, as if he was shaving his face!
He knew why he was beheaded twice, because in the Kendo Monument, San Qin only left nine impressions, not eleven, so two had to be beheaded!
Obviously, Ningzi is difficult for the sword spirit, so it can't do more, but these are enough, the aura of Miaoshan, the name, plus the two swords cut down! I have never experienced the three realms of the Sword Dao Monument.
How could someone know such a secret?
He didn't feel any joy, he only felt sad. Meeting him in this way was a bit unbearable for him!
He immediately bowed down and said, "You are already like this, yet you still come out to scare people!"
The sword spirit was shaking more and more violently. If it were not for the firmness of the sword's heart, it would have been angered by this disdainful disciple. He was cunning, had no respect for his elders, acted unscrupulously, but always had shocking consequences.
You are not taking the ordinary path, you are somewhat similar to someone in your memory! He is not very old, and his realm is not high, but he has already done great things in the world of cultivation in the universe!
Looking back, he was just like the person he met in the void of the universe 20,000 years ago. The question "Have you eaten?" still remains fresh in his memory!
Xuanyuan is not alone, the way of swordsmanship will last forever! The emergence of outstanding disciples from generation to generation means that he does not need to worry about the future of his swordsmanship after he leaves!
There is scoundrel Li in front of him and gangster Lou in the back. The more people like this, the more at ease he feels!
There is no regret anymore! The sword spirit vibrated, thrust it diagonally, grabbed Lou Xiaoyi's belt, and flew towards that place, leaving Lou Xiaoyi helpless!
Although San Qin failed to claim the title of ancestor, his status in the Xuanyuan Sword Lineage is very important! He has presided over Xuanyuan for thousands of years, and is the longest-standing patriarch among all generations. He is also the one who has made great achievements and is highly regarded by everyone! In his time,
It was the most powerful era in Xuanyuan's history. Not only did it successfully complete the role replacement from Qingkong to Wuhuan, but also there were countless amazing and talented characters in the sect, such as Wu Xixing, Chonglou, and Crow Ancestor!
It is recognized as the most powerful generation of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect! Among them, as the host, San Qin’s role is indispensable!
The sky waxes and wanes, the moon waxes and wanes, people go up and down, and factions rise and fall! No one or any force can remain strong forever. There are always ebbs and flows, and the real leader is always changing.
Begin to enter the strong fast lane before the arrival, or there will be a surge of talents, or there will be a sudden rise of monsters! This is the timely trend!
Lou Xiaoyi cannot stick to his so-called "going his own way" when such an ancestor sticks to his belt, and in Xuanyuan's evaluation, Sanqin has always been known for his foresight and understanding of subtleties. Although he is not himself now, tens of thousands of people have followed him.
An old sword spirit is just a piece of rotten wood, but it can still be polished to have some spirituality, right?
It must have a purpose! There must be something it thinks it must do! That’s why it forcibly takes him to the intersection of the three realms!
This must have nothing to do with the personal grievances of San Qin. This is the consistent style of this ancestor! A being of his level will not force his disciples to follow the path he chooses, let alone the True Monarch of Yuanshen, even the True Lord of Yuanying Xuanyuan
They will not define the scope of practice for someone.
Then it can only be related to one thing, Xuanyuan!
After thinking through this point, Lou Xiaoyi no longer had any scruples. It was his duty to contribute to his master's sect!
The brilliance on the sword shines brightly, which is the uncontrolled overdraft of energy by the sword spirit! Obviously, the sword spirit no longer considers his own future. This is also in line with the behavior of sword cultivators. It is far better to go away freely than to linger and hold back.
Hold it back.
There are still many questions, but now is not the time to ask! The most important one is, where will Inner Jingtian, Outer Jingtian, and Sword Spirit send him? According to the sect records, the Patriarch of Sanqin took the path of decline.
Therefore, I am afraid that most of them went to Waijingtian. After all, Sanqin stayed there for 10,000 to 20,000 years, so I think I have a rich network of contacts.
The sword spirit is no longer shining brightly outside, but is simply burning itself. The decline of a generation of sword spirits is happening right in front of his eyes, which is disappointing.
Different from the side of the splendid world in the mortal world, which is guarded by manpower, here there is a layer of mist, which belongs to the power of cultivation! Lou Xiaoyi's mortal body can't do anything about it, but the sword spirit obviously has its own way!
As the sword's brilliance flourished and it penetrated into the dense layer, Lou Xiaoyi was carried and embedded in it. He immediately felt that the seal deep in his soul was loosening! The deeper he penetrated, the more it loosened!
The breath of the sword spirit became weaker and weaker, but the brilliance became stronger and stronger. Lou Xiaoyi felt that his power was gradually returning to his body. When he regained it after losing it for decades, it became even more precious.
Finally, the remaining power of the sword spirit could no longer push it, and it stopped at the last level of Yin Yun! The sword spirit let out a sharp roar, as if provoking the injustice of heaven!
"You are really careless about your head and body! If it had been anyone else, both of you would have been stuck!"
The seven ants swung out, and the majestic power pierced the last thin layer of dense air. Following the movement, Lou Xiaoyi felt like he was hanging in the void. Fortunately, he had completely broken free of the seal, otherwise he would not have known what would happen.
Where did it fall?
At the same time, he felt the last remnant of the sword spirit plunge into the ants and disappear!
Sanqin, along with his last thoughts left in this world, have completely become history!
There was no time to be sentimental, Lou Xiaoyi had to determine his direction in the shortest possible time. There was a dense layer behind him, and he couldn't go back! He could feel two different paths ahead, one on the left and one on the right. Although he didn't know where it led specifically, he knew
Which side is closed to him and which side is open!
On the right side, there was a faint force pushing him away. He pushed forward a few more steps and found that the pushing force was getting stronger and stronger. He knew that this road was blocked. In fact, here, at a place several levels higher than him,
There was no choice for him.
He can only go left, because there is no power to reject him here, there is only one road in Huashan!
Sword Spirit did not provide any help for his choice, and he may have expected this, but what made him a little confused was that if Sanqin had a task for him, what kind of task would it be?
It's so unclear, how can he guess?
The road ahead is not far away, especially when he has fully recovered to his full strength. It is only a few breaths of time. There is a mysterious force stirring around his body. He can guess that this may be the force of the isolation and sealing between the inner and outer sedum.
, but it had no effect on him.
As soon as I took one step, I felt a little confused!
There are fairy mountains in front of you, auspicious clouds lingering, inspiration seems to be real, and an ancient and vast feeling rushes towards you...
He has also heard people talk about Sedum, but it doesn't seem like this?
Could it be that he came from Jingtian?
Sanqin must have never been here before. Is he in the wrong place?
