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He doesn't want to get into trouble.

So Shan Mianzai followed suit and said, "It's better for me to go down by myself."

He let go, letting his figure disappear in the rolling rocks.

Qi Wu Yue's figure disappeared from the spot and entered the sword inheritance.

……

There was something strange about this tilted mountain. An invisible restriction was preventing the cultivators from flying in the air. Shan Mianzai sighed and watched himself falling helplessly. He used his spiritual power to hold up a protective shield and fell together with the huge rock beside him.

After falling for an unknown amount of time, a sharp red sword light cut through the boulder in front of him, and he fell into an embrace filled with scorching heat. Feng Bu Mian's red sword flew around his body, shattering the surrounding rocks.

After landing, he held the person and bounced up proudly.

"Mian Zai, I caught you."

"Hey, Bu Mian, your sword fell into the mud." Shan Mianzai curled the corners of his lips and gestured to the side with his eyes.

……

Inside the dim mountain, the caves were winding and the Mingyu Sword was thrown to Xuanwei by him, so Qi Wu Yue could only float in the cave with an umbrella, hooking a small golden cage on his fingertips, and talking to the miniature man in the cage from time to time.

He was like a piece of cold jade, glowing white in the dim light, walking gracefully in the cave.

The routes in the cave are complex and varied, no less complicated than a maze, and it seems as if there will never be an end.

When he passed by the green soul that was staring at his feet for the third time, Qi Wu Yue finally stopped and tilted his head to look at the gentle, beautiful and cold soul: "Lead the way?"

The green soul shadow smiled softly with his beautiful and delicate chin resting on his knees. Although he was hiding in the corner, his thin back was still straight, as if it contained a white bone sword that could not be broken.

There is an old rouge-colored scar on the snow-white back of the neck, which has been difficult to disappear over the years.

He reached out and touched Qi Wu Yue's snow-white ankle. He looked at the silver-haired beauty in front of him and liked her very much, so he said gently, "Okay."

……

The green soul remaining in the cave was none other than Hua Shangxian.

The place where he and Nan Jianxian's last consciousness dissipated was in this secret place in southern Xinjiang, and the remaining souls were attached to the immortal artifacts to preserve the inheritance. Nan Jianxian's remaining soul focused on practicing sword intent, so a hundred years after his death, he actually penetrated the sword intent that he had not realized in his lifetime to the ultimate realm.

He had no successor during his lifetime, so it’s not too late to find one after his death.

Then a sword intent rose into the sky above the secret realm.

At that time, Xuanwei already inherited the legacy of the Northern Sword Immortal. The Northern and Southern Sword Immortals were equally famous, and they were also good friends.

Nan Jianxian was too lazy to set up tests to select a successor. Bei Jianxian’s vision would definitely be good, so he was the one.

If the heritage of the two could be combined in one person, his future achievements would surely be unprecedented.

Xuanwei was accepting the inheritance from Nan Jianxian, while Qi Wu Yue was curious about why Hua Shangxian was in Southern Xinjiang.

He was born late and had never met Hua Shanghuan and Hua Shangxian from the Hehuan Palace, but he had heard Xue Lingluo talk about them a lot, so he was very surprised.

"Why did he die in Southern Xinjiang?"

Hua Shangxian reached out and gently touched his long silver hair, and replied: "Come out to find my brother."

The final burial place, by some strange coincidence, was in southern Xinjiang.

"He also ran away from home?" Qi Wu Yue asked.

"Yes, that's about right." There was sadness in Hua Shangxian's eyes.

A dying cat always leaves early and quietly.

"He particularly liked beauties. There were many beauties in southern Xinjiang, so I thought of coming here to look for one. I have been looking for him for too long, and my body can no longer support it. Since the feng shui is good, I chose this place as the burial place."

After Hua Shangxian died, Nan Jianxian also stayed here, but his spiritual power dissipated prematurely and he died.

That is why the southern border region benefited from this, and the sword legacy of the Southern Sword Immortal appeared in the sky.

Hua Shangxian listened to Qi Wu Yue talk about what happened to Xue Lingluo afterwards. He loved this beautiful young friend very much. He gave the inheritance of Nan Jianxian to Xuanwei, and he didn't want Qi Wu Yue to return empty-handed.

"Here I have a set of sword techniques that I created myself. Do you want to learn it?"

Qi Wu Yue raised an eyebrow: "Swordsmanship?"

But he quickly shook his head: "It's hard and tiring, I don't want to learn."

Hua Shangxian gently handed the peeled spiritual fruit to Qi Wuyue: "It's not bitter nor tiring. My physical body is limited, and the method of tempering the sword heart does not work for me, so what I created is just a small gadget with only one feature, which is that it looks good."

"So it's a set of... very beautiful sword techniques. Take a look at it first. If you like it, I'll teach you."

The sword energy condenses into flying flowers, and the sword moves are like a stunning dance.

Huayun swordsmanship, a set of fancy swordsmanship.

The opponent's spiritual energy is broken down and condensed into flowers. The more spiritual energy the opponent uses, the more spiritual flowers will be produced by this move, just like falling petals and flowers filling the sky. If the spiritual power is sufficient and in the extreme state, the flowers can even condense into flower clouds.

This set of sword techniques even incorporates some illusions.

It's really interesting.

The Flower Fairy can even condense different spiritual flowers.

Qi Wu Yue had nothing to do anyway, so he decided to learn it. Maybe if he went bankrupt one day, he could use it to perform on the street.

Although it is a bit difficult for Nanjiang to go bankrupt and performing for a living is a long way off, sword dancing is still a talent after all.