Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 175

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Ning Zhiqiu ran into three disciples of Yunjianzong by chance, and then they fought.

Three Huiyang upper realms are against one Huiyang upper realm, and the outcome is naturally obvious.

Ning Zhiqiu's blue shirt was full of traces of being torn by the sharp sword energy, the sword wounds were all over the place, the aura was very vain, and even the Qiu Han sword became dim.

Not far from him, three disciples of Yunjianzong showed disgust and surprise. Although Ning Zhiqiu fought three against one, they had more or less wounds on their bodies.

They are disciples of Yunjianzong, how could they be injured by Yijie Sanxiu under the advantage?
This is naturally intolerable.

Just when the three of them were about to deliver the final blow to Ning Zhiqiu, a powerful jet-black sword light suddenly descended, instantly defeating the Yunwu sword energy. The three people's faces suddenly turned pale with horror, and then they headed towards him without hesitation. Fly away into the distance.

Wen Zhuo looked at the direction where the three of Yun Jianzong left, withdrew his cold gaze, then looked at Ning Zhiqiu, smiled and said, "Long time no see."

When Ning Zhiqiu saw Wen Zhuo, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately felt a sense of weakness in the depths of the sea of ​​qi, and almost fell over.

He stabilized his figure, and suddenly said with a shocked expression: "You have also broken through the Qianyuan realm?"

Wen Zhuo scratched his head and said, "Yes."

Ning Zhiqiu's eyes darkened, and he passed out. He didn't know whether it was because of the serious injury, or because Wen Zhuo's cultivation level improved too fast because he was excited.

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When Ning Zhiqiu woke up, the night was still deep.

He opened his eyes and saw a ball of fire and four figures beside the fire.

Nian Ruyin still closed her eyes and meditated.

The corners of Tantai Li's mouth moved slightly, and he wanted to say something but did not say it.

Wen Zhuo showed an innocent smile, reflecting the firelight, it was actually a bit pretty.

Wu Cangyu looked at him and smiled lightly, "Are you awake?"

Ning Zhiqiu stood up slowly while leaning on the boulder on the cliff. There was still a faint pain in his body. He looked up at the cold starry sky and his eyes fell on Nian Ruyin.

He had never met her before, but he could vaguely guess that she was a big shot in Kunlun Mountains, so he bowed with his hands clasped together.

Then he looked at Wu Cangyu and nodded slightly.

The two moved a little further away from the bonfire, and Ning Zhiqiu breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that their conversation would not be heard by the other three.

Wu Cangyu showed doubts and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ning Zhiqiu hesitated to speak, hesitated for a moment and said: "I met a ghost, and he...has the aura of heaven and law."

Wu Cangyu's pupils narrowed slightly, but there was not much consternation.

Ning Zhiqiu looked at his profile and said, "You already knew?"

Wu Cangyu nodded slightly.

Ning Zhiqiu was shocked at first, and then relaxed, thinking that since you know everything, you should naturally have a way to deal with it.

In fact, Wu Cangyu didn't know what to do at all, otherwise he wouldn't delay this matter for several years, but now, he had already faintly made a decision in his heart.

After a while of silence.

Ning Zhiqiu said again: "A lot of people have come to Yunjianzong this time, and they may have plots, but it seems that it's not all for you and Tang Ge."

Wu Cangyu's eyes were slightly cold, and he said: "Well, I have heard that the ruins of the ancient battlefield are the main altar of the Twelve Sword Gates, and the Yunjian Sect is the authentic school of swordsmanship. Naturally, I want to explore the many secrets inside."

Ning Zhiqiu opened his eyes wide, and suddenly thought that the Tic Tac Toe Sword Jue he had practiced came from the Twelve Sword Gates?Maybe you will also have an adventure?

Thinking of this, he suddenly couldn't help laughing, and even the wounds on his body no longer hurt.

Wu Cangyu looked at him in astonishment.

Ning Zhiqiu gave a dry cough, and immediately said in a serious manner, "That... I practiced the well-shaped sword formula, one of the twelve-character sword formulas."

Wu Cangyu glanced at him one more time. No wonder the sword technique he saw before was quite powerful. It was obviously at the level of a minor holy technique.

Ning Zhiqiu looked at him with squinted eyes and said, "Why aren't you surprised?"

Wu Cangyu said: "This is your chance. I'm not surprised. The little uncle said that in the face of everything, you should not be surprised by favor or humiliation."

Ning Zhiqiu curled his lips, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and sighed softly: "I don't know what happened to that guy?"

Wu Cangyu knew that he was talking about Tang Ge, so he didn't answer. He raised his head and looked at the night. It was cold and cold, not comparable to the night of Kunlun Mountain.

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Time passed rapidly, and more and more practitioners entered the ruins of the ancient battlefield, including the strong men from the top sects also descended in various ways, but those real strong men almost all came in covertly.

There are more and more people, but no one has approached Zeming Island yet. It's not that they haven't discovered the island, but most people choose to wait and see. The poisonous miasma keeps them away.

Today is the fifth day since Tang Ge and the others entered Zeming Island.

Gu Zhiyue has been sitting cross-legged in front of the sword-shaped stone statue, the sword light pervades the whole body, and the sword energy is continuously released.

Tang Ge and Ji Qingyun were either practicing or walking through every corner of Zeming Island. Fortunately, they did not see that giant bird and beast again these days.

The poisonous miasma would pervade the entire island during the day, and only dissipate at night, spreading only around the island. Fortunately, the three of them were not weak, and they had a way to avoid the miasma.

After another few days passed by peacefully, Tango finally found clues on the shore not far from the swamp in the north of Zeming Island.

There was a pile of rubble there, at first he didn't pay attention to it, but after passing by a few times, he found that the rubble was arranged very regularly.

After some speculation, Tang Ge and Ji Qingyun finally opened the secret passage under the gravel using sword energy and Qinglong Qi.

These gravels formed a special formation that sealed the passage to the depths of Zeming Island.

After Tang Ge and Ji Qingyun walked along the darkness for a long time, they finally saw light somewhere.

In the underground cave of Zeming Island, the cliff is inlaid with long-lasting moonstone. Although it has been at least more than 1000 years, it still shines brightly.

However, what puzzled Tang Ge and Ji Qingyun was that the battle of the world and the disaster of the Seven Stars did not destroy this place at all?

The cave seemed slightly empty, with only seven stone tablets rising from the ground and nothing else.

These seven steles are all extremely tall, several tens of feet high, with a small number of patterns and most of the words engraved on them.

Standing under the stone tablet and looking up, Tang Ge and Ji Qingyun felt extremely small for a moment, but the words on the stone tablet made them deeply involved.

The first stele.

"In the 300th year of the Great Qin Dynasty, there was a divine splendor descending from the sky, surrounded by countless alien powers, who appeared by the bank of Zeming Lake. The boundless power caused the space in the Kunlun Realm to be on the verge of shattering. Qing and phaseless powers defend against foreign enemies together..."

The second stone monument.

"Practitioners from the ghost world also appeared in the upper world. For the first time in countless years, the upper and lower worlds reached an agreement and fought to the death with the strong aliens..."

The third stele.

"The war situation continues to heat up. However, the alien race is extremely powerful, but the Kunlun practitioners are also resisting tenaciously. Both sides suffered numerous casualties..."

The fourth stele...

The fifth stele...

The sixth stele...

The seventh stele.

"In the three-year war, although the strong aliens retreated, countless top figures in the upper and lower worlds of Kunlun Realm also fell, and the inheritance was cut off. The main altar of the Twelve Sword Gates also withered, and the remaining disciples made people look for other places, but it is no longer what it used to be Glory... is known as the battle of the world."

The seven steles recorded the major events in the battle of the world. After reading it, Tang Ge and Ji Qingyun were stunned in place, unable to return to their senses for a long time.

But the two soon realized one thing.

Since these stone tablets record the content of the unprecedented battle, they must have been done by future generations.

And who erected these monuments?Why erect a stele?When was the stele erected?

No one answered these questions, and there was no record on the stone tablet.

After a long time, Tang Ge took a deep breath, looked away from the seventh stele, looked at Ji Qingyun and said, "Foreigner, what did you think of?"

Ji Qingyun's eyes drooped slightly, and he was silent for a moment and said, "Could it be your previous life?"

Tang Ge's eyes flickered, he lowered his head and stared at his toes, the years stopped in his mind for an instant, and then he was pulled back countless years in an instant.

After a while, he said: "In my memory of the first five lives, there are no too powerful people, and there are even two lives where there are no so-called practitioners. Until the world of the sixth life, there are many strong people. Compared with the current Kunlun The world is much stronger, and it was there that I met you."

Ji Qingyun's breath became heavier, and he said, "Do you suspect that the strong alien race recorded on the stele came from that world?"

Tang Ge nodded and said: "In that world, I have seen some records about major events many years ago, which said that there were countless powerful people who went to the outside world, but when they returned, none of them survived. "

Ji Qingyun took a deep breath, looked at Tang Ge and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Tang Ge shook his head and said: "I can't remember clearly. It's been too long and many memories have disappeared."

Ji Qingyun's sigh echoed endlessly in the corners of the cave.

They inspected the cave mansion carefully, especially the seven steles, but they didn't find anything unusual, so they chose to leave.

The two reappeared in the outside world, and the sky was shining, but it was blocked by mist and miasma, making it slightly dim.

On the top of the dwarf mountain, Gu Zhiyue is still comprehending the sword-shaped stone statue, the sword energy pierces through the mist, disappears and reappears, quite mysterious.

Tang Ge's eyes fell on the sword-shaped stone statue, wondering why there was still no movement.

Suddenly, his eyes turned cold and he looked into the depths of the mist in the distance. A black spot appeared out of thin air, then quickly grew in size, accompanied by a shrill roar.

Ji Qingyun's expression also changed suddenly.

The giant bird and beast are attacking again.

(End of this chapter)