Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 281 The sea of ​​life
What Shangguan Yin said was very euphemistic, but the meaning was obvious.

As long as you stay in Qidi safely, you can live well. Even if you are reborn, even if you have the strength of the Phaseless Realm, you must stay honest.

After hearing this sentence, King Qi was silent for a long time, until the tea was cold, he just smiled lightly to cover up the strange look in the depths of his eyes.

Shangguan Yin suddenly said: "The concubine is still in Chaotian City, and the young prince is still in Kunlun Mountain. The world can't be chaotic, and it can't be chaotic."

King Qi smiled and said: "Sir, what I said made me confused. I am very comfortable in Qiyun City. What does the world structure have to do with me?"

Shangguanyin stopped talking, looked out the door, the sky light illuminated the whole world, the world was quiet and beautiful, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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Tang Ge and Gu Zhiyue woke up after sleeping all night, their aura returned to normal, but Tang Ge's complexion was still slightly pale.

There are some things that Tang Ge didn't say, such as the sword ghost pill turning into light spots and melting into his body.

Although Gu Zhiyue had doubts, he categorically denied it, and there was nothing wrong with it, so he didn't continue to question.

In the main hall of Prince Qi's Mansion, Tang Ge saw King Qi, and Gu Zhiyue and Shangguan went to wait outside the gate of the Prince's Mansion.

"Senior Sister Nian will probably stay in the palace for a while." Tang Ge said directly.

King Qi said: "Teacher, you are being polite. Ruyin is my younger sister, and this is her home."

Tang Ge stood at the entrance of the main hall with his hands behind his back, looked up at the bright sky, and said in silence for a moment: "In life, there are some things that must be done, some things that can be done, and some things that must not be done. under certain circumstances."

King Qi looked at his back, Tianguang left a faint shadow behind him, his face was slightly different, and he said: "What do you want to say?"

Tang Ge raised his foot and walked out, at the same time a voice came: "You understand."

King Qi watched the red figure gradually disappear from sight, let out a weak breath, leaned on the big chair, and fell into long-term contemplation.

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There is a huge valley a hundred miles northwest of Qiyun City. The valley is surrounded by three mountains. It is permeated with turbid mist all the year round, and there are no people there all year round.

Tang Ge, Gu Zhiyue and Shangguanyin arrived here after nearly half a day's journey. They overlooked a lone peak, and the sight was filled with turbid fog, making it difficult to see the scene clearly.

Shangguan Yin's eyes glowed strangely, and he said, "Is this the Chess Valley?"

Tang Ge said: "Yes, but whether you can find the secret or not depends on yourself."

"Thank you."

Shangguan Yin took a deep breath, stayed for a moment, and then swept directly into the turbid mist, and the clothes covered with ghost faces and skeletons quickly disappeared.

The moment he disappeared, Tang Ge could clearly feel a wave coming from the depths of the turbid fog, that breath was like a square inch of heaven and earth on a chessboard.

He suddenly thought of Gu Qiu.

"Let's go back to Kunlun."

Tang Ge naturally took Gu Zhiyue's slender hand and held it gently. The latter smiled slightly, and the two of them strolled down to find the chariot of the Shenxing horse under the isolated peak.

The horse stepped on the ground, rode away from the dust, and went straight to the Kunlun Mountains in the south.

The scorching sun was like fire, and the skin of the Shenxing war horse was dark and shiny, but it didn't feel tired, and it carried the two people leaning leisurely in front of the carriage.

"Uncle, this horse is really fast."

"Yes."

"I wish it was slower, though."

"I don't know if it will be obedient."

"Is he supposed to be a pig?"

"why?"

"Aren't all men disobedient?"

"..."

The breath of Shenxing Warhorse became heavier, and the greasy nose let out a deep growl, as if expressing its dissatisfaction with the two humans.

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The summer breeze was slightly cool, but the sky was getting dark, and the night brought a hint of coolness. Starlight fell on the vast land, the carriage stopped, and the magical war horse found a random place to look for food.

There is still a long distance from Kunlun Mountain here, but the passers-by are not in a hurry.

Tang Ge and Gu Zhiyue jumped out of the carriage and walked to a cliff that was curved like ivory. Although it was not high, they could see far away.

The land is boundless and vast, the scorching heat of the day has dissipated, and the cool wind blows across the ground, occasionally stirring up dust and dead leaves.

Gu Zhiyue sat on the edge of the cliff, her legs dangling back and forth, her hands resting on the ground, looking up at the galaxy and the bright moon, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Tang Ge stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the night sky, and then at the people beside him. Those eyes, which were brighter than the Milky Way, should be the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"Uncle Master, what are you looking at?"

A clear and pleasant voice came, and Tang Ge came back to his senses, only to realize that he was staring at Gu Zhiyue in a trance, and immediately turned his head to look somewhere.

Gu Zhiyue curled her lips, but the smile on her face grew stronger and stronger, her feet shaking back and forth were enough to show her joy at this moment.

After a while, Tang Ge suddenly said: "How is the practice of Jizi Jianjue?"

In the ruins of the ancient battlefield, Gu Zhiyue was recognized by the divine soldier Ji Zhanjian and became the master of the sword. Naturally, he also comprehended the Jizi Jianjue, one of the twelve-character swordsmanship.

Gu Zhiyue's fingers moved lightly, a needle-like azure blue sword light emerged between the fingers, dancing with the rhythm of the fingers, like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate.

The pinnacle of the sword is freedom.

Tang Ge took a panoramic view of the scene and nodded in satisfaction.

Gu Zhiyue looked up at him and asked, "Master Uncle, did you let Ji Huan and Brother Ning go to Kunlun Mountain because of the twelve-character sword formula?"

Tang Ge said: "Every form of the twelve-character sword formula is at the level of a small holy technique. If the twelve ways are gathered as one, it may be possible to make that sword formula of the holy technique level appear in the world."

Gu Zhiyue nodded slightly, she didn't ask Tang Ge how to do it, and she didn't ask where the other sword formulas were, she did whatever he asked her to do.

Tang Ge said again: "Yun Jianzong claims to be authentic in the way of swordsmanship, and he wants to get all the twelve-character sword formulas, and then get that holy sword formula. If they get it, their reputation in the way of swordsmanship will be even greater."

Gu Zhiyue suppressed her smile, and said solemnly: "If we get it, Kunlun Mountain's swordsmanship will surpass that of Yunjianzong in the future."

Tang Ge said, "Smart."

The ten-level sword art he comprehended outside the Liyang Gate of Chaotian City is also a sword art of the holy art level, but no matter how strong his swordsmanship talent is, he still cannot fully comprehend it now, and he always feels that this sword art has many meanings. It's a secret, so I don't plan to pass it on to the Kunlun Mountain disciples for the time being.

After a while of silence on the cliff, Gu Zhiyue suddenly said: "The horse is full, let's go."

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A few days later, Jianyan Cave in Kunlun Mountain may be the busiest time in Lipai's millennium history.

Seven of the most talented disciples of Kunlun Mountain, including Wen Zhuo and Tantai Li, together with Ning Zhiqiu and Ji Huan, all gathered in front of the cave. Counting the days, Tang Ge should be back soon.

Nian Li didn't expect as much as they did, so he went directly to Jianyan Cave to practice.

Wu Cangyu stopped at the foot of the mountain with the battle card, he was waiting for someone who came back from the Southland.

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The twelve-character sword formula is a sword formula of the holy art level. It is composed of twelve small holy art-level sword formulas. Over the years, they have appeared in the Kunlun world one after another.

Well, broken, falling, vertical, horizontal, volume, decay, bucket, pole, pan, bright, division.

Twelve characters, one word and one sword.

Tic Tac Toe Sword Art was obtained by Ning Zhiqiu by accident.

The word-breaking sword formula is the town-style sword formula of Duan Tian Pavilion.

By chance, Luozi Jianjue came to Kunlun Mountain.

The vertical and horizontal two sword tactics have achieved the name of Sword Immortal.

The three ways of volume, decay, and fighting were acquired by Meng Jinfan.

In the ruins of the ancient battlefield, Gu Zhiyue obtained the Jizhan Sword, so he naturally comprehended the Extreme Word Sword Art; Wu Qing obtained the Panxi Sword, and understood the Pan Word Sword Art;

The whereabouts of the last Sizi sword formula is still unknown.

The twelve characters have now become eleven, and Yun Jianzong has been thinking hard to get the twelve-character sword formula. It is not known how many are in the Donglu Sword Pool, but there must be so many. As for how they obtained it It is not known.

Sword art at the holy level will be regarded as a treasure anywhere, and even if you are not a swordsman, you will be greedy in your heart.

Half a day after Wu Cangyu took Meng Jinfan up to Jianyan Cave, Tang Ge and Gu Zhiyue also returned.

After seeing Tang Ge, Meng Jinfan was about to tell about his experience in Nanlu Meiling, but he directly refused and only said one sentence.

Don't worry, there are more important things right now.

When Tang Ge told about the Holy Sword Jue, Meng Jinfan was the most excited, but soon he began to wonder: "Where are the Zong, Heng, Pan, Ming, and Si Zi Jian Jue?"

Tang Ge looked at him quietly and said, "I have all the others, but the only thing missing is the rotten word sword formula, so I need your help."

He also couldn't understand why when Li Sanjian gave him a chance, the only thing missing was the Sword Jue of the Rotten Word.

After some weighing, Meng Jinfan nodded his head heavily, his eyes glowing with fire.

Wu Cangyu, Wen Zhuo and other eight disciples did not all practice the way of swords before. After the succession ceremony, they may have been influenced by Tang Ge, or Tang Ge understood them, and they all started to practice swordsmanship.

At that time, Tang Ge also passed on eight of the twelve-character sword formulas to them, plus Gu Zhiyue, Ning Zhiqiu, Ji Huan, and Meng Jinfan, exactly 12 people, each with a sword.

Meng Jinfan was suddenly shocked and asked, "Where did you get the other sword formulas?"

Tang Ge said: "Li Sanjian gave it."

At the ruins of the ancient battlefield, Li Sanjian left some things for him when he was dying, including the twelve-character sword formula, but only the rotten character sword formula was missing, so naturally there would not be some complete sacred sword formula.

Meng Jin was annoyed and realized later that he remembered that the name of the master of swordsmanship back then was Li Sanjian.

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The space of Jianyan Cave was not very wide, and 12 people stood scattered around, each offering their sabers, and the sword energy surged up, some were strong and some were weak.

The strongest are Meng Jinfan, Gu Zhiyue, and Wu Cangyu. It can be said that practitioners of Qianyuan Upper Realm at such an age are extremely rare.

Tang Ge stood calmly in front of the cave, and Nian Li poked his head out of the cave, staring at the twelve figures intently, with sword light emerging in his eyes.

"Look well."

Tang Ge's voice sounded at some point, Nian Li was taken aback for a moment, then nodded heavily.

Twelve sword lights shot up into the sky and stirred up the wind and clouds. The sky darkened in an instant, and the clouds on the sky turned into deep whirlpools, pulsating with incomparably powerful sword energy.

The strong wind suddenly rose, the sky darkened, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the clouds, permeating the high sky of Jianyan Cave. The twelve-character sword formula was casted individually, countless sword lights collided and rubbed, and sparks began to bloom in the sky.

All the disciples of Kunlun Mountain looked at the sky above Jianyan Cave. They didn't know what was going on. They just thought that the master was practicing some secret sword technique. But being able to make such a big movement aroused their curiosity.

Two powerful auras flew towards the sky, and they also looked in the direction of the Jianyan Cave. Although Jing Lu was a swordsman who practiced the Wuxiang Supreme Realm, he was also shocked by the sword aura in the clouds.

Ye Hu watched quietly, without saying a word.

By the big river, Ye Fu's gaze was withdrawn from a few strange pieces of metal on the ground, looking towards a certain high altitude, those sword lights made his heart beat violently.

Nian Ruyin and Pei Qiuhan are not in the sect.

Although the Kunlun Mountain disciples didn't know what happened, but judging from the level of sword energy, it can be said that it is rare in ancient times, and they couldn't help admiring the head teacher even more.

Among those sword lights, blue is the most abundant, illuminating the suddenly darkened world, and there are several dim sword lights like dead trees, although the most inconspicuous, but filled with the strongest breath.

That was the rotten sword, Meng Jinfan's rotten sword.

When the sword light under the clouds began to converge, and the energy of heaven and earth began to be swallowed by the vortex of sword energy, a red shadow directly swept in.

He held a blood-colored long sword in his hand, full of blood, the sword light was like the afterglow of the setting sun, and even the azure blue sword light was suppressed.

The fluctuations in the sky over Jianyan Cave suddenly increased.

Twelve kinds of sword lights gathered in the clouds, and then began to swallow the red figure like a waterfall, but they couldn't swallow those bloody sword lights.

Looking at this scene, Jing Lu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ye Hu clenched his fists tightly.

Ye Fu dropped the metal in his hand, and held the hand of Hua Xiao who had just appeared.

At a certain moment, suddenly, the blood-colored sword light in the Jianguang Waterfall exploded like fireworks, turning into countless beams of light, flying towards Kunlun Mountain in all directions.

It's like a drop of water falling on the ground, splashing countless water lines.

"Headmaster mighty!"

"Little uncle is mighty!"

In the Kunlun Mountains, where the roar of swords was filled, shouts suddenly sounded one after another, deafening, drowning out any sound in the world.

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Yun Jianzong is an authentic school of swordsmanship, so he naturally wants to be the master of swordsmanship in the Kunlun realm, and the twelve-character sword formula is also something they are determined to obtain.

After the battle of Kunlun Mountain, You Dongjie destroyed the source array, causing the thunder to fall, and the entire western land was almost destroyed. This also indirectly affected the reputation of Yunjianzong, so during the period when Kunlun Mountain was closed, they No action either.

The only change was that You Dongjie seriously injured Nian Ruyin, and Mo Fei and Ding Yifei went to capture the hyphenated sword formula.

In the past, for some reason, Rakshahai Sword Immortal made a deal with You Dongjie with the two-character sword formula of vertical and horizontal, and Yun Jianzong established a sect with the three-character sword formula of Si, Juan, and Dou after the disaster of the Seven Stars. In the remains of the battlefield, Wu Qing and Li Daodao obtained two more sword arts, Fan and Ming.

So now Yun Jianzong holds a total of seven twelve-character sword formulas in his hands.

Tang Ge would never have thought that after he left the Duantian Pavilion, Ren Jianqing went to the Duantian Pavilion in person to force Li Shujiu to hand over the Duanzi sword formula with strong coercion, completely disregarding the face of the martial arts world.

So far, Yunjianzong has eight swords, although it is lacking, but under the sword pool, You Dongjie is leading the disciples of Yunjianzong to brew something.

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Tingchao Lingu and Yun Jianzong are both located in the Eastern Continent. When countless sigils flew out from the depths of Tingchao Lingu, a powerful aura spread out.

Countless disciples came to their senses and bowed in the direction of the breath.

"Congratulations to Senior Sister Hai for achieving Wuxiang."

A few more powerful auras rushed there, and they were the strong men in the Phaseless Realm from Tingchao Linggu.

After a day and a night, Tingchao Ling Valley returned to peace. Without anyone noticing, Hai Qing'er walked out of the mountain gate and headed straight for the Sword Pond.

(The fourth volume is finished.)
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