cosplay in the heavens

Chapter 101 Breaking through the Sword Formation

"Brother Liu, you seem to be very familiar with this place outside the pass."

Seeing Liu Yi talking eloquently, Chen Yu couldn't help touching his chin and asked curiously.

Hearing this, Liu Yi smiled wryly, stood up immediately, opened his arms, and said, "Grandfather, Miss Duowentian, do you think I look like a native of the Central Plains?"

Seeing the expressions of the two, Liu Yi smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, Liu Yi is the pseudonym I used in the Central Plains. My real name is Yelu Abaoji."

According to Liu Yi, he was originally a member of the Diela tribe of the Khitan, and fled to the Central Plains because he avoided the pursuit of his younger brother Lage.

Arching his hands at Chen Yu, Liu Yi said: "Grandfather, you saved my life, I will never forget this kindness."

Hearing what Liu Yi and the others said, Chi Meng hopped over with a snowball in his hand, and said curiously, "So you're not from the Central Plains either... That's great..."

Duo Wentian saw that Chi Meng and others approached, and handed over the leather jug ​​containing spirits.

Guangmutian just took a few sips, and then coughed violently, with drops of water involuntarily hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Instead, it was Chi Meng who grabbed the leather pot and poured a few mouthfuls of spirits into his mouth, staring at everyone dumbfounded.

"Wow! It's so comfortable... Hey, what are you all looking at me for?" Throwing away the empty leather pot, Chi Meng raised her hand to wipe her small mouth and said.

Grinning, Liu Yi couldn't help saying: "Miss Chi Meng, you have such a good drinker capacity, even in our Die Sang Department, you can't give up too much!"

"Okay?" Chi Meng shook her head playfully, and said triumphantly, "My drinking capacity is not good for us!"

In the white snow, everyone chatted and laughed for a while, and after a short rest, they continued to walk towards Zhujian Pavilion in Tianshan Mountain.

Along the way, Chen Yu has already started to try the last reconstruction.

But this time, no matter how many Dao Ji Dan he threw into his mouth, his body swallowed up the power of the medicine like a bottomless pit, and the tenth vortex was never completely condensed and formed.

Seeing this, Chen Yu's face turned bitter.

There is absolutely no problem in the cultivation of Huayang Jue. Currently, he is stuck at the ninth level of the Mortal Realm and cannot go any further. It is entirely because the energy required to condense the tenth vortex is too large.

It's a pity that now, all the three furnaces of Dao Jidan obtained from Tu Ge have been used up. Where else can Chen Yu obtain the huge energy needed for breakthrough?
Thick snow covered the entire mountain, and the wind was biting cold.

Walking on the thick ice, Chi Meng couldn't help cheering and said: "Wow, Tianshan Mountain is really fun."

After stepping on the shards of ice, Chi Meng shouted: "Listen, this ground is still making its own sound!"

"That's because there are many criss-crossing ice caves below. When you fall into the ice caves, you won't find it fun." Looking back at Chi Meng, Chen Yu said lightly.

"what?"

Hearing these words suddenly, Chi Meng's body froze immediately, and stood tremblingly on the ice, not daring to move any more.

Seeing this, Liu Yi, who was walking in the front, turned around, laughed and said, "Don't worry, Miss Chi Meng, with our weight, we won't be able to step on the ice."

Hearing this, Chi Meng felt relieved, and immediately ground her silver teeth, shook her fist at Chen Yu, and Qiong Bi snorted softly, "Little brother, you lied to me again!"

After walking for two and a half hours in the boundless snow, when everyone was freezing cold, a huge stone tablet finally appeared in front of everyone.

This stone tablet is two feet wide and six feet high, and the three characters "Zhu Jiange" are engraved on it, flying like dragons and phoenixes, with vigorous brushstrokes. If you look closely, you can even feel a faint sword intent emanating from it.

Behind the stele, several ice-sculpted buildings are built along the mountain. The whole body is crystal clear. Under the sunlight, it blooms like crystals with colorful splendor.

Passing through an iceberg canyon, a majestic ancient palace suddenly came into view.

And on the snowy ground in front of the ancient temple, countless iron swords of different shapes were inserted obliquely on the ground, covered with snow, and it is unknown how many years they have been preserved here.

Among them, an incomparably huge bronze giant sword stood in the center of the entire sword forest. Several arm-thick iron chains wrapped around the hilt and blade, and submerged into the surrounding mountains in a criss-cross pattern.

The entire Tianshan Zhujian Pavilion is so quiet, only the sound of Fengxue's "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" is heard, which makes people feel desolate and lonely.

"This Tianshan Zhujian Pavilion is so angry." Coming to the front of the ancient hall, Guangmu Tianmei said moved.

"That's right, even compared to the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Xuanwu Mountain, it's still not too far-fetched." Liu Yi nodded.

Rubbing his arms with some chills in his body, Chi Meng stomped his feet and said hotly, "Little brother, how long do we have to wait here..."

"almost."

Chen Yu looked up at the closed red lacquered gate of the ancient temple, and could faintly hear dense footsteps coming from behind it.

At this moment, within the ancient hall, a group of people are hurrying towards the gate of the hall.

"Where is the person?" A middle-aged man asked in front of the crowd.

"Just outside the gate of the palace, I have been waiting for some time."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately rushed to the outside of the hall with strides, urging him from time to time: "Quick, quick!"

"Bang!"

In front of the ancient temple, two thick red-lacquered gates were opened from the inside.

A middle-aged man dressed in fluffy brocade clothes and with an immortal demeanor walked out of the ancient palace first, cupped his hands at Chen Yu and the others, and said, "I am Ling Xiaozi, the head of the Tianshan Sword Sect. I don't know where the Longquan Sword is now. Whose hands are you in?"

"My servant, Liu Yi, is an outer disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect." Clasping his fists together, Liu Yi looked at Chen Yu and said, "The Longquan sword is on this Mr. Zhu."

Arching his hands at Ling Xiaozi, Chen Yu took off the Longquan sword on his back and handed it to Ling Xiaozi.

Looking past the two severed swords in Chen Yu's hand, Ling Xiaozi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he lost his voice: "This, this, this...how could this be?!"

Hearing the cause and effect of the incident from Liu Yi and others, Ling Xiaozi stroked the broken mark of the Longquan sword and sighed: "So that's how it is."

Touching his chin, Ling Xiaozi thought with his hands behind his back: "Liu Yi belongs to the same family as me, and this Mr. Zhu is also the emperor of Liang. If he wants to recast the Longquan sword with me, naturally everything is easy to talk about."

Turning around suddenly, Ling Xiaozi looked at Chen Yu, raised his hand and said, "As long as you can break the sword array left by our ancestor, I will be..."

"Sword Formation?!" Chi Meng suddenly tilted her head and said in surprise.

Ling Xiaozi turned his head to look at Liu Yi, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, you haven't told them about our rules here?"

Hearing this, Liu Yi seemed to think of something, and quickly explained: "Grandfather, Ou Yezi's patriarch once established a rule that if outsiders want to open a furnace to make swords in the Tianshan Sword Forging Pavilion, they must first break the Tianshan sword created by his old man. formation."

Nodding his head, Ling Xiaozi said: "Many years ago, the Bad Shuai also came to Zhujian Pavilion and wanted to recast the Longquan Sword. However, even if it is as strong as the Bad Shuai, it took five days and five nights to break it. Come out."

"Five days and five nights?" Chi Meng exclaimed as she looked down at her five pale fingers.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Ling Xiaozi nodded with a smile, and said, "How is it? Back off, hahaha..."

Turning around and looking at a square engraved platform inside the countless ancient swords behind him, Chen Yu's eyes were like torches, and after a little sizing, his eyes immediately became hot, and said: "It's okay, this Tianshan sword array... I can break it in an instant!"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Xiaozi's eyes seemed to force two cold lights, he looked sharply at Chen Yu, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, don't talk too much."

Arching his hands at Ling Xiaozi, Chen Yu looked at Sifang engraved table, and said with fiery eyes, "If you don't believe me, you can try it right away!"

Chen Yu's words were like a stone thrown into a deep, calm pool, and immediately caused quite a stir among the disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect.

The people behind Ling Xiaozi all looked at the handsome young man in disbelief, suspecting that there was something wrong with their ears.

"Did I hear you right, this guy said that he will break through the Tianshan sword array left by our ancestor?"

"Just listen to him, none of us know the power of the Heavenly Mountain Sword Formation."

"That's right, back then, he was as strong as a bad guy, and he was trapped in this sword formation for five days and nights before he managed to break through the formation!"

"Just wait and see, this guy will soon regret saying such arrogant words just now!"

Behind Ling Xiaozi, many disciples were whispering, all looking at Chen Yu with a look of pity.

He dared to underestimate the sword formation left by Ou Yezi's patriarch in front of the head of their Tianshan Sword Sect. With the temper of this head, he probably needs to use the sword formation to clean up the opponent.

A pair of sharp eyes looked back and forth at Chen Yu, Ling Xiaozi smiled instead of anger, and said: "Okay! Since you, the emperor of Liang, can have this confidence, let me see how you want to break this situation. Tianshan Sword Formation!"

After all, everyone moved to the Sifang carved platform in the sword forest.

"Hey, how many people can we have?" Chi Meng asked with a wink while holding the jade flute.

Ling Xiaozi said: "As long as you use the sword, any number of you will do."

Hearing this, Chi Meng immediately clapped his hands excitedly, and said, "Since this is the case, then I will also try the power of the Tianshan Sword Formation."

Seeing that only Chi Meng and Chen Yu stepped into the sword formation, Ling Xiaozi couldn't help squinting his eyes, and said, "Just the two of you?"

Chen Yu said with a smile: "Originally, it's just me alone, but if this girl wants to play, let her play."

Making a face at Ling Xiaozi, Chi Meng waved a long sword borrowed from a disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, and urged, "Stop talking nonsense, let's start."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Yu turned his palms and held the Tai'a sword that had been broken by Tu Ge's Changge treasure earlier.

"This sword..."

Seeing Chen Yu take out the Tai'a Sword from nowhere, Ling Xiaozi's pupils shrank suddenly.

With his eyesight as the head of the Tianshan Sword Sect, he can naturally recognize the extraordinaryness of Tai'a Sword, and he will definitely not be inferior to Longquan.

But even such a magical weapon was broken into two pieces.

The corners of Ling Xiaozi's eyes twitched violently, and he took a deep look at Chen Yu.

"This guy! Why are all the good swords destroyed in his hands..."

Looking at the Tai'a sword with its pitted body, Ling Xiaozi said with a pang of pain.

(End of this chapter)