Pulling out the spiritual sword, holding it up with his spiritual consciousness, the blue spiritual sword floated swaying~щww~~lā

The color of the spiritual sword is like black ice, and it is as fragile as if it falls to the ground. Fortunately, every time it falls, the loser is the earth.

I don’t know how long I tried. I only know that the drizzle turned from a steady drizzle to a heavier one, and then became sparse. There were not even a thousand but eight hundred rainbows flying across the sky. Finally, it turned from unfamiliarity to proficiency. The spirit sword shuttled, driving the rainbow light around the pavilion. Suddenly

The sword edge turned, passed through the arch, and headed straight out of the courtyard.

A few breaths later, a slight crunching sound came from outside the courtyard. Li Xianyuan stood up and left the courtyard, and saw the conspicuous spiritual sword falling twenty feet away in the night.

This is the farthest place that his spiritual consciousness can reach, and it is also the limit of the spiritual sword. There is still 999 miles away from taking a person's head from a thousand miles away.

Following Li Xianyuan, he walked under the arch. The spiritual sword on the wet green bricks trembled slightly. Suddenly it rose up and landed in front of Li Xianyuan. He reached out and grabbed it. The spiritual sword was spotless, with no trace of water on it.

Although the speed is not fast, the flying sword has been completed, and the next step is to control the sword.

Flying Sword and Sword Control is a technique that can only be learned after building the foundation. Because the spiritual power of Qi Refining is weak, even if you learn it, you will not be able to control objects. Li Xianyuan took the wrong approach with his sword and learned Sword Transformation Art during the Qi Refining Period, at the expense of his cultivation.

He took out the spiritual sword and used his spiritual consciousness to control the sword instead of spiritual power. But this does not mean that he can control objects easily.

After trying it several times, he always fell from the sword three feet above the ground. Li Xianyuan knew that it was three feet of ice, not a day's cold.

But once Li Xianyuan learned it, he mastered the techniques that can only be learned in the foundation building stage during Qi refining. No matter how effective it is, just by showing it off, he can gain a lot of reputation as a genius.

Although Li Xianyuan would not do this.

In the next few days, apart from eating, drinking and having diarrhea, Li Xianyuan stayed in the Lingcao Garden. He improved his cultivation inside and became proficient in wielding a sword outside.

Three days later, the drizzle will stop. The Golden Crow, which has not been seen for a long time, reappears in the sky. On the fifth day, Li Xianyuan can stand on the spiritual sword, swaying. On the sixth day, Li Xianyuan steps on the flying sword, three feet off the ground, at the speed of a turtle.

Wandering in Lingcao Garden.

During lunch, Ning Jiya handed Li Xianyuan a scabbard. This is a scabbard for keeping the sword, and it is a spiritual weapon. If anything is put in it, it will take a while to sharpen iron like clay.

Without asking the master where he got it from, Li Xianyuan thanked him and accepted it. In this way, the cracked heavy wood scabbard was finally able to escape.

Ning Jiya was also quite satisfied with Li Xianyuan's attitude. There would be no fun in being polite between master and disciple.

Seven days passed by in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, it was the day when the nameless white jade pagoda was opened.

Li Xianyuan, who was thinking about the days silently in his heart, returned from Lingcao Garden to a room that he had not entered for several days. The room was often cleaned by maids and filled with sandalwood, as if Li Xianyuan had spent the night here last night.

After spending a moment washing up and tidying up his clothes, he put the spirit sword into its scabbard and slung it behind him. When he walked to the door, Li Xianyuan turned around, glanced at the house, closed the door and left.

The branches of the trees in the courtyard were somewhat withered and yellow, and there were a few leaves on the ground. By mid-August, there was already a hint of autumn.

Li Xianyuan suddenly became interested and wanted to recite a poem. As a result, he stood blankly for a long time and found that he had nothing to comprehend except copying it.

Leaving the courtyard and coming to the living room, there were Ning Jiya, Ximen Haiyao, and that... Li Xianyuan suddenly realized that he couldn't remember his junior sister's name.

Anyway, all three of them are here, a rare reunion.

The Nameless Pagoda will open at noon, and Ning Jiya will lead the three of them to the main peak.

Ning Jiya didn't need to get married personally. She just cared about these disciples. I have to say that having a responsible master on the path of spiritual practice is better than anything else.

The nameless tower opened. Yangqing Peak and even the whole of Chunyang were a grand event. The rainbow light in the sky was several times more than usual. Those who could not come out of seclusion were like corpses resurrected, ready to rush to the tower.

The reward of the Nameless Tower is not only the reward after passing the tower. The trial in the tower is very helpful for understanding. It is necessary to know that there is a barrier of inner demons between each realm. If you pass it, you can only grind it down slowly. Or enter the world.

Cultivation may lead to death. There are no shortcuts.

Moreover, the Nameless Tower does not restrict identities, even registered disciples can participate. If you are lucky, you may become an outer sect or even an inner sect disciple. Of course, there is no telling how many floors you can climb to.

When the time was approaching, Ning Jiya's spiritual power lifted the three of them up into the air, and headed straight for the main peak amid Lu Nianlei's flattery of "I wish I could be like the master one day."

The sky was full of flying rainbows, and it was very lively. Most of them were wielding swords. Those with high cultivation levels even mounted cranes, eagles and other spiritual beasts.

While drinking tea, Li Xianyuan had already seen a seven-story pagoda standing on a white jade square in the clouds and mist below.

Only seven floors?

Just when I was doubtful, I heard the master's voice in my ear: "There is a universe inside the nameless pagoda. It looks like an ordinary pagoda on the outside, but I don't know how many layers there are inside."

Li Xianyuan understood. The same was true for the imitation Nameless Tower during the trial.

Arriving at the White Jade Square in front of the Unnamed Tower, the place was already overcrowded and people crowded into the vegetable market. In the eyes of ordinary people, monks who were aloof and aloof were everywhere like potatoes. Ning Jiya and the others fell down, and only a few people around them noticed.

Elder Ning Jiya saluted.

"Stop hiding your clumsiness."

Just as he stood firm, he suddenly felt his head being knocked. Li Xianyuan turned his head in confusion and saw his master saying, "The rewards from the Wuming Tower are quite good and are very useful for practice."

Li Xianyuan nodded. It was not because he was clumsy when he imitated the Nameless White Jade Pagoda, but the reward was useless, not to mention that he was already a direct disciple, so there was no need to climb so high.

Ning Jiya patiently warned Li Xianyuan and the others, just like giving advice to a worried mother when her son is about to travel far away. Although at her age, she is a bit old to be a grandmother."

"Huh?" Ning Jiya's beautiful eyes suddenly looked at Li Xianyuan, with confusion on her face: "I always feel that you are thinking about something very rude, Xianyuan."

Li Xianyuan's expression did not change: "I just want to think about how the master can stay so young and beautiful."

"No big or small." Ning Jiya spat lightly, but her expression was quite helpful. This is the advantage of an honest person. Some words are often more effective.

Suddenly feeling a gaze directed at him, Li Xianyuan turned his head and looked at Lu Nianlei.

Seeing that she was discovered, Lu Nianlei forced a smile.

Li Xianyuan ignored her, looked away and raised his head slightly, only to hear the rumble of the bells swaying from the mountain, and the sound could be heard for hundreds of miles.

As soon as the noise quieted down, a figure slowly descended from the sky and stood on the top of the tower.

"The Nameless Tower, open——"

"Takai——"

The sound waves were rolling, and at the front of the crowd, the gate of the White Jade Pagoda slowly opened.

Then the door opened, and spiritual energy rushed in. It was more generous than Lingcao Garden. Li Xianyuan raised his eyebrows. It was a good place for practice.

Handing over to their master, Li Xianyuan and the others followed the crowd and walked towards the unknown tower in front.

The White Jade Pagoda is made of unknown materials and is as white as mutton fat. As the crowds enter the tower, a large number of surroundings are seen. The interior is the same as the nameless trial tower, with an endless layer.

The three of them dispersed and searched for their empty futons.

Li Xianyuan walked a hundred feet into the tower before encountering an empty futon. Without hesitation, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

The next breath, Li Xianyuan opened his eyes. He saw that he was still in the tower, but the futon and the crowd were missing. There was a figure ten feet away in front of him, with a fierce temperament and a long knife in his hand.
Chapter completed!