"One sword passed on to seven friends, the Taoist tradition is destined to be given, haha... it's so satisfying, really so please..."

Zhong Shenxiu was unrestrained and filled another pot of spiritual wine, laughing.

In each flying sword, he entered a soul method that had not been refined by anyone, and of course, it was accompanied by a divine mind forbidden.

These seven flying swords are seven opportunities.

However, if the opportunity is given, the danger is even greater.

"After all... I'm not sure whether Yi Tianchou can refine the three corpse souls, so I have to find more samples..."

"As for the method of achieving Yin God, which has a small risk, since someone has succeeded, the ancestor will not give it..."

"And in every Xuanpo Han Light Sword, I have my tricks and tricks, which can vaguely monitor those monks and obtain the latest training data feedback..."

"After all, a monk won't throw it away if he gets a flying sword of excellent quality, right?"

As for the flying sword being stolen or fighting for it, Zhong Shenxiu doesn't care.

After all, the prohibition of divine thoughts means that inheritance is a one-time.

In the end, no matter who gets it, it is his test subject and guinea pig.

"Daotong? Could it be that the ancestor Shenxiu is still in the flying sword and has hidden some magic tricks?"

The head of the Xuanji Bailian Sect asked with a smile: "Isn't the Taoist tradition of fellow Taoism? Isn't it the external alchemy method? Isn't it that the external alchemy method still has some mystery?"

If he knew what Zhong Shenxiu was hiding in the flying sword, he would probably have rushed forward with red eyes and killed people and seized treasures.

Compared with the Taoist path of the Yuanshen, any famous sect or the demeanor of the head is bullshit!

However, this sect master really doesn’t know!

He thought that Zhong Shenxiu had at most some magical qi refining techniques, or some secret techniques about external alchemy.

At most, let the outer pill rise to one or two grades.

With his identity, the key is that he has already formed a pill, so he will not be disgraced and will not be shameless for this.

Many years later, the sect leader always beats his chest and stamps his feet whenever he thinks of this, and almost bursts into tears.

"This is not worthy of being told to outsiders."

Zhong Shenxiu laughed and gently exposed the matter.

According to the secret hand sensing, except for Fu Yunzi whom he set, most of the other sword-earned cultivators were casual cultivators.

The only disciple of the big sect is from the Xuanji Bailian Sect, which is considered to repay the previous cause and effect of the materials and the venue.

The casual cultivators all condensed the outer pills. At this time, they got the flying sword. Their faces changed drastically. Some turned around and then turned into flowing light and escaped like escaping.

Most other monks thought they were afraid that others would snatch the flying sword, but they didn't care.

There were really a few sneaky thieves who followed him.

‘After a while, there will probably be people who are not serious about speaking and reveal this news…but my layout is almost completed. At that time, I will find a place to hide and wait for a hundred years before seeing the results…’

Zhong Shenxiu thought to himself: "There is still insufficient samples... Maybe we should have a few more one-time inheritances, gather forty-nine ways, and leave treasure maps or songs, which may also cause chaos in the cultivation world to compete for this and bloody battle..."

The leader of the Xuanji Bailian Sect suppressed the loss in his heart and said with a forced smile: "Fellow Daoist Shenxiu's flying sword is given, Master Ouyang Zi, how are you going to do?"

Ouyang Zi smiled and said, "I am going to ask three questions. Whoever can answer them will use a Qinghong Sword as the first prize!"

While he said, his eyes looked at Xuan Du Taoist, Cui Yingxiu, Xiaoyao Demon Son, Little Divine Monk and others.

Obviously, I am preparing to make a good relationship with these five disciples.

Not everyone is like Zhong Shenxiu, who regards Tianshan Sword Sect as nothing.

The five great masters in the world are after all, they are giants that have suppressed this world for hundreds of thousands of years and still stand tall!

The influence on monks in this world is unparalleled!

Zhong Shenxiu was half lying on the seat, smiling at the scene, her eyes deep, as if she had passed through Bailian Peak, and directly saw the deeper underground.

...

In the ancient earth lungs and earth fire.

The sacrifice and refining of the Lingbao Wanxiang Palace has reached the last moment.

All the six authentic old monsters of Huandan all used extremely powerful magic power and poured into the Wanxiang Palace.

The pavilions and lofts suddenly became more solid, as if all the magic weapons and prohibitions were integrated into one.

"The Palace of All Things is indeed mysterious. Such a ever-changing and transformational Ruyi divine forbidden, which can contain thousands of magic weapons, is truly unprecedented!"

The old monster transformed into Qi exclaimed: "I heard that this method is still a ancestor of the Xuanji Bailian Sect. I was inspired by the technique of returning to the sect after observing the technique of returning to the sect of the Ten Thousand Qi of our sect..."

"Old monster who transforms into qi, stop bragging about yourself." Old Fairy Xingluo screamed: "Old monster Yang, how are you there?"

"Okay, finally the last step!"

Yang Baixuan laughed loudly.

The magic power of the six great monsters who can turn the elixirs can be completely overturned.

Even the nine ancient earth lung poisonous fire dragon veins were forcibly taken to the ban, and they were penetrated into the walls of the Wanxiang Palace and turned into a dragon pattern.

The entire Wanxiang Palace is already beautiful and integrated with Hunyuan.

Only the plaque in front is still blank.

"I've been waiting for a long time."

Zhuge Wufeng stepped forward.

His clothes were ragged and his hair was charred. It was obvious that he had suffered some damage to the ancient Earth Lung poisonous Fire Dragon Vein before.

But at this time, the divine light in the eyes was even more condensed and raised to a peak of some kind in his life!

"The Vientiane Palace has reached its last step and can start to seize the spirit."

Yang Baixuan gave up his body and bent down to bow.

"Greatly send me off to the ancestor!"

The other Star Luo Laoxian, the old monster of transforming into Qi, the Divine Talisman, and the Ten Thousand Souls Ancestor also bowed and bowed.

This time they worshiped them to worship the ancestors who were setting the way for the souls of this world! They were even more determined to their own thoughts!

Ancient spiritual treasures must be refined!

Zhuge Wufeng had no expression on his face, and moved forward step by step.

When he took the first step, his body began to collapse.

Blood lights spread, constantly immersing the spiritual light of the Wanxiang Palace itself.

Even the soul is suffering from the pain of being cut into pieces.

It seems that the Palace of Vientiane is resisting the invasion of the soul and can only accommodate the most essential true spirit.

Zhuge Wufeng's mouth seemed to be twitching, and a simple and desolate song came out:

"There is no place to rely on the soul..."

This is a song written by ancient monks after the heavenly changes, and they felt that the path of the soul was cut off and in despair.

It is said that it is the secret sound of the demonic devil that can attract people’s inner demons!

However, this song was obviously adapted by Zhuge Wufeng, and in the second half, the tune suddenly changed.

From desolation, sadness, despair... to a feeling of excitement.

"...and then people will cut through the thorns again, and I will splatter all things with my blood!"

After singing the last sentence, Zhuge Wufeng's body completely disintegrated, his soul dissipated, and turned into a blood-colored rainbow, breaking through the resistance of the Wanxiang Palace.

Drops of vermilion blood fell on the plaque of the Wanxiang Palace.

A few simple seal characters suddenly appeared on the blank plaque.
Chapter completed!