Yijian Peak.

The original Yijian Peak was already deserted because the peak master Yu Xiao was in seclusion all year round and had only Tong Xiaosheng as his disciple. Now it is even more lonely.

The spiritual energy of Yijian Peak is still there, but the spiritual plants that no one cares for are wilting, like hanging gossamer threads.

Chao Zhao had never been to Tong Xiaosheng's cave, but apart from Yu Xiao's cave, there was only one left.

It was a wooden house hidden in a mountain stream, with a quiet stream flowing around it and lush vegetation. It looked like it was well taken care of.

Chao Zhao thought that this cave, carefully maintained by Tong Xiaosheng, might be a replica of the residence he and Changyue lived in Nanyouzhou.

The door of the wooden house was ajar, and Zhao walked in.

She took out Tong Xiaosheng's Qiankun bag, and his aura had disappeared. Chao Zhao took out Changyue's demon pill from it.

The incomplete half of the demon pill was in the shape of a crescent. It should be shining with moon-like light, but now it was dim.

"...This cave should be the last place in the world where his presence remains."

Chao Zhao murmured.

After she said this, she lowered her head to look at the half demon pill, and seeing that it still showed no signs of recovery, she stopped waiting.

Chao Zhao put the demon pill back into his Qiankun bag.

"If Changyue never wakes up, I will avenge you when I see that power again."

......

After three days of rest, the major sects were called together again.

Although the sect's training this time was tortuous, the sect disciples still gained a lot.

The best of the sect, such as Fan Lian, have achieved breakthroughs in the secret realm, and their strength has risen to a higher level.

It is said that Xue Xingzhi, who was already in the Nascent Soul stage before the secret realm was opened, leaped to the late Nascent Soul stage after receiving the inheritance.

Chao Zhao guessed that this was probably the result of suppression by the ancestors of Honghua, otherwise Long Aotian would really be able to soar to the sky.

In addition, the disciples are also particularly concerned about the rewards given by the Jianhua Immortal Sect to the top three.

"——Enter the Sword Tomb?!"

In the huge crowd, Chao Zhaohe and Rong Jizhi stood alone in a row, with the area around them being exceptionally spacious.

But when she heard Feng Qi on the podium announce the first prize, she was still stunned for a moment, "...Didn't they say I could choose it myself?"

She sounded quite depressed.

The top three are Chao Zhao, Xue Xingzhi and Luo Wenshan.

The three of them were all sword cultivators, and except for her, the other two already had their own natal swords, so everyone was not surprised by this reward.

In particular, Feng Qi also allowed Chao Zhao to directly enter the core area of ​​the sword tomb.

The Sword Tomb is another signature feature of the Jianhua Immortal Sect.

Rumor has it that when the ancestor of Honghua ascended to heaven, the noise he caused was too great, and almost all the swords of good quality rushed over to feel his sword intent.

After he ascended, the Chiyang Sword did not follow him. It fell from the sky and pierced straight into the top of the mountain behind the Jianhua Immortal Sect.

The rest of the swords followed closely behind, radiating out from the Chiyang Sword, absorbing Honghua's remaining sword intent.

Over time, they settled down there, waiting for their owners.

The core area of ​​the sword tomb is filled with spiritual swords that are close to the Chiyang Sword, and they are all top-grade spiritual swords that are hard to find in the world.

Therefore, when everyone heard Chao Zhao's depressed question, they were stunned, including Feng Qi.

He was a little confused: "...You don't like this reward?"

"Like it."

Chao Zhao nodded, and Feng Qi was just about to breathe a sigh of relief. This was proposed by his uncle himself. It would be difficult if Chao Zhao didn't like him.

But the next moment, Chao Zhao changed the subject, "But I want soul vanilla more."

Soul Herb is one of the most rare and precious plants in the world of immortal cultivation. Its greatest function is to relieve the pain of the spiritual consciousness and repair the spiritual consciousness.

After saying this, Lou Fuyue raised her eyebrows slightly, and slowly turned her eyes to look at Ji Wushe: "Master, it seems that you have defeated Junior Sister's natal sword."

Ji Wushe silently poured another pot of wine into his mouth.

His movements were casual, but his eyes were focused and bright as he stared at the girl in the crowd who was the center of all attention.

Feng Qi was stunned for a moment before coming to his senses.

Others were still speculating that Chao Zhao's consciousness was injured in the secret realm, but Feng Qi knew that she did it for Ji Wushe.

Unfortunately, the damage to Ji Wushe's consciousness could not be repaired by Soul Vanilla. If it were that simple, Feng Qi would have offered it to him long ago.

The powerful spiritual consciousness that was originally vast and boundless and full of vigor and vitality had previously encountered the predicament of a broken sword heart and a turbulent and falling realm.

He witnessed his companions, who had lived and died together with him, dying one after another in front of him. The tragic scene of their death hurt his eyes.

At that moment, even though his realm dropped drastically and he lost control of the sword in his hand because he could not find the reason why he was holding the sword, he had no time to care.

But afterwards, Ji Wushe relied on his own strength to shatter all the spiritual veins in his body and condense them again.

What we get after destruction and reconstruction is the spiritual consciousness that exists today, which is barely stuck together.

"It's okay." Feng Qi maintained his smile, "Just consider the Soul Vanilla as a gift from Uncle Feng to you."

Chao Zhao was stunned for a moment, wondering if her master had secretly recognized the head of the sect.

Chao Zhao shifted his gaze and settled on the three members of the Xianyu Sect who were sitting in the corner on the platform and slacking off.

As soon as she moved her eyes over, she found that Ji Wushe hid the wine jug behind him in a panic.

Zhao Zhao: “.........”

This was another step away from getting her master to stop drinking.

She didn't refuse again.

"it is good."

Then came the reward for Xue Xingzhi.

He has already inherited the legacy of Honghua's ancestors, which is the greatest reward, so Feng Qi gave him elixirs that can stabilize his cultivation.

Then came Luo Wenshan.

The reward given to him by the Jianhua Immortal Sect was the immortal fruit fetus.

The fairy fruit embryo is also one of the rare and exotic plants, but its function is too special and no one is interested in it.

Because the fairy fruit fetus can strengthen the body and widen the spiritual veins so that it can withstand more powerful forces.

This is useless for those who are not strong enough, and it is superfluous for those who are strong, so few people ask for it.

But for Luo Wenshan at the moment, this is a godsend opportunity.

After all, the reason why his mutated thunder and fire had been suppressed was because he himself could not withstand the power of the thunder and fire.

Compared to Wen Lianchong who was almost jumping up with excitement, Luo Wenshan seemed much calmer.

But even so, his tone still contained an excitement that could not be concealed: "Thank you, Master Feng!!!"

Seeing this, Moon Shadow Sword Master on the high platform couldn't help but laugh proudly: "The pain point of the spiritual root mutation has been solved, Wen Shan doesn't have to suppress his strength anymore. A hundred years later, my Haomiao Mountain will have another Sword Master."

"It will take another hundred years?"

Feng Qi gave him a provocative smile in response, "In just a hundred years, you will become a sword master."

The corners of Yueying's mouth twitched.

He shook his head and flicked his sleeves, "I won't argue with you!"

After all, in this vast world of immortal cultivation, the Jianhua Immortal Sect is the only one that can possess the inheritance left by their ancestors.

After the rewards for the top three were announced, the disciples below could no longer hold back.

"I really want to know what kind of sword Senior Sister Chao Zhao will get..."

"But I remember she has no spiritual roots? ...Will the sword in the sword tomb recognize her?"

"But didn't she use the ice sword very well?"

"........."

"Cough cough!"

Feng Qi suddenly spoke, interrupting the discussion below.

The provocation on his face had disappeared, replaced by a serious and solemn look, "Next, I will announce something important."

The heads of the major sects behind him looked as solemn and serious as he did, and it was obvious that they had been informed of the situation.

The disciples below gradually quieted down.

"I believe you have all heard the news that the Snow Sword has descended upon Linjian City."

As Feng Qi turned the topic to the Snow Sword, the disciples were stunned and then involuntarily slowed down their breathing.

"My uncle, the well-known sword master, brought back a message."

Feng Qi slowly smiled, "Three hundred years have passed, and the sect's golden generation should be established."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like