The demon witch is her white moonlight

After He Yunlu entered Jianshan, she met no acquaintances along the way. As she walked, she looked around and carefully observed the people around her. She was always vigilant and kept a distance from all strangers.

This is a habit she has developed during more than a year of experience at the foot of the mountain. Whether she is in Jingzhou Jingfeng Escort Bureau or in Huanqian World, she is used to being alone.

After all, she is always the one with the lowest cultivation base.

Although she has adjusted her mentality now, a good mentality cannot shorten the objective strength gap between her and Le Xiaoyi. There is still a long way to go, and she has to walk slowly step by step.

But no matter how careful she was, she still couldn't do it.

Like now.

He Yunlu didn't have the five senses and spirituality as sharp as Le Xiaoyi's, so it was difficult to know the existence of the small whirlpool in advance. She wandered in the sword mountain for five days, and had already crashed into the whirlpool countless times.

When the surrounding scenery became clear again, He Yunlu had to get familiar with the environment again, so she couldn't help but sighed helplessly.

The sword in her hand now is the second-grade sword that Qin Yun found from the dead disciples when she was in the fire prison that day. It is enough at this stage. Needs to be replaced with a better sword.

He Yunlu is self-aware, so she doesn't have too high expectations for this trip. She will definitely not be able to subdue a magic weapon with a weapon soul above the third rank, so her highest goal is the sword of the second rank.

However, swords of the second and third ranks are hard to come by. She has been walking for several days, because she accidentally stepped into the vortex, and returned to the original point several times, not to mention the swords of the second and third ranks. There are very few.

After a few days, she found nothing.

He Yunlu sighed again as she walked.

There are so many disciples from other sects with higher cultivation levels than her who are looting in the sword mountain. Even if there is really no gain in this trip, she will not be too disappointed.

Perhaps it was precisely because of such a mentality that she was blessed by luck.

The small whirlpool slowly closed behind her, He Yunlu looked around, and suddenly his eyes were attracted by a dark silver sword.

She couldn't see the quality of this sword, the color of the sword body was not bright, and the shape was not brilliant, but standing among the group of swords, it had an extraordinary feeling.

The worst swords spread on the ground around them were second-rank swords, mixed with second-rank swords, and several third-rank swords.

There was no one here, and He Yunlu's heart suddenly thumped wildly.

What is the quality of this dark silver sword?

Before coming here, she had already thought that she would not take it even if she encountered a sword of the third rank or above, but when she really saw a high-quality treasure right in front of her eyes, she still inevitably hesitated.

Want to try it?

He Yunlu walked towards the sword, took a deep breath, and planned to try his luck.

But before her hand touched the hilt of the sword, she was suddenly stopped by a hand protruding sideways, grabbing her wrist.

He Yunlu's heart skipped a beat, and she was about to fight back when she looked up and saw a familiar face.

"Senior Sister Yan?!" Wasn't the person who stopped He Yunlu the same Yan Wunian that He Yunlu met that day in the bamboo forest behind the west courtyard?

She hung her hand in the air, looked at Yan Wunian and asked, "Does Senior Sister Yan want to try this sword too?"

If Yan Wunian wanted this sword, He Yunlu would give it up without hesitation.

She herself came here with the mentality of giving it a try. Yan Wunian has a Marrowed Origin Realm cultivation, so she obviously needs high-quality swords more than she does, and there are several inferior third-rank swords around here. Take one and earn it.

But Yan Wunian shook his head: "I can't hold it."

Can't even take Yan Wunian?

He Yunlu was puzzled, and asked, "What is the quality of this sword?"

"Sub-fourth grade." Yan Wunian gave her the answer, and let go of her hand, "The sword soul of the alchemy realm is too dangerous, it's better not to touch it." That's why she stopped He Yunlu.

When He Yunlu heard this, her face turned pale with fright.

Fortunately, Yan Wunian stopped her, otherwise she might have been turned into a fool by the sword soul of this sword.

too risky.

He Yunlu felt as if she had walked through the gate of hell, patted her chest with lingering fear, and then looked at the dark silver sword, only to feel that it seemed to be a fierce beast in sheep's clothing. It was extremely terrifying, and she couldn't help shivering.

At this moment, the space fluctuated again, and a figure appeared out of thin air.

He Yunlu didn't recognize this person at first, but when those eyes looked at her, He Yunlu suddenly lifted his spirits: "Ji Yuxuan?!"

With a faint smile on Ji Yuxuan's face, she lifted the third-rank saber in her left hand, raised her eyebrows and looked over Yan Wunian, who was subconsciously guarding He Yunlu, and looked at He Yunlu: "Miss He, long time no see, don't Come all right."

Last time in the Qin Mansion, He Yunlu did not recognize Ji Yuxuan, so she didn't know that the person who wanted to kill her was standing in front of her right now.

Every time he saw Ji Yuxuan, He Yunlu's mood was very complicated.

Although she has let go of her obsession with Le Xiaoyi now, this complicated mood remains unchanged.

She also tightened the hand holding the sword, pursed her lips and said, "Don't come here without any harm."

Yan Wunian's tense shoulders visibly relaxed after the two greeted each other.

Ji Yuxuan glanced at her with a half-smile, then looked away, and looked at the fourth-grade sword in front of He Yunlu: "Miss He, want to try this sword?"

He Yunlu immediately understood what Ji Yuxuan meant, and hurriedly stepped back: "Miss Ji, please go ahead."

Ji Yuxuan pursed her lips, walked to the second-ranked fourth-grade sword, and raised her hand to hold the hilt.

The sword shook under her palm, and there seemed to be the roar of an evil beast.

He Yunlu was just watching, but was shocked by the roar and broke out in a cold sweat.

Immediately, blood oozed from Ji Yuxuan's palm, dripped down along the lines of the hilt, and melted into the body of the sword bit by bit.

The dark silver blade of the sword was suddenly unsealed, and a dark red glow of blood was drawn across it.

The evil beast stopped, lowered its proud head, and bowed its head to Ji Yuxuan.

Ji Yuxuan put the second-tier fourth-grade sword in her bag, raised the sword and smiled at He Yunlu.

In the next moment, the space fluctuated, and Ji Yuxuan was teleported away from Jianshan Mountain.

He Yunlu was dumbfounded.

The process of Ji Yuxuan subduing the fourth-rank sword is too understatement, He Yunlu can't imagine, what kind of cultivation is Ji Yuxuan?

Yan Wunian breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly sighed inwardly, she might suffer a little bit for what happened just now.

She turned to look at He Yunlu, her expression was as indifferent as ever, and she said in a flat tone: "Don't miss this opportunity, be careful if someone comes later, you choose a suitable one to take away."

Only then did He Yunlu come back to her senses, she didn't notice Yan Wunian's strange behavior, and went to the side to pick up a second-tier third-grade sword as she said.

Before taking the sword, He Yunlu turned around and asked Yan Wunian: "Senior Sister Yan, have you decided which sword to take?"

Yan Wunian looked around and found that the quality of those inferior third-grade swords was similar to the saber in her hand, and there was no need to change them, so she said, "I'm going to look around again to see if I can find a third-grade sword."

He Yunlu said "Oh", and thanked Yan Wunian again, then took the second-rank third-grade sword he was looking for and left Jianshan.

With the passage of time, the disciples who participated in the trial were sent back to the Sword Asking Platform one after another due to various reasons. There are fewer and fewer people who are still hunting for treasures in the sword mountain. Among them is Le Xiao who has not found the swordsmith. righteous.

Seeing that there was only one day left in the trial of Jianshan, Le Xiaoyi felt a little desperate, could he not be found?

Over the past few days, she also saw several high-quality swords in No Man's Land, and she left without any regrets each time.

Le Xiaoyi was looking for a blacksmith who could recast the Sixuan sword for her, but the scenery in front of her was always a vast sword mountain, and there was no trace of living people at all.

She gradually became a little discouraged, feeling that she might not have enough luck, so she couldn't meet the master swordsmith.

After all, the chances of finding a swordsmith are lower than finding a second-tier sword.

Are you going to give up like this?

Le Xiaoyi was dejected, and stepped into another vortex with a sense of loss and helplessness.

Stepped on the ground, eyes darkened.

Le Xiaoyi suddenly opened his eyes, and was shocked to find that there was a huge abyss under his feet.

"Ah!" Le Xiaoyi exclaimed.

Her body froze in the air for a few breaths, and before she could use her sword energy to climb up the cliff, she felt a huge pulling force suddenly coming from the abyss, dragging her into the darkness for an instant.

Le Xiaoyi was overwhelmed by the sudden change. During the fall, she managed to regain some sanity, and drove the sword energy to drag her body and slow down the speed of the fall.

Even though she had minimized the impact when she landed, the moment her back touched the ground, she was still stunned by the huge shock force.

His head was dizzy, his ears were buzzing, and it took several breaths before Le Xiaoyi managed to regain his composure.

where is this place?

The temperature below the abyss is very high, and it is pitch black, and you can't see your fingers.

Le Xiaoyi endured the pain and sat up with her arms propped up. After her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness under the cliff, she found that there seemed to be a hidden cave here.

The place where she is located is a round platform with its back against the stone wall. There are several stone steps extending in front, and further forward, there is the open ground and the magma flowing in the magic circle, which gives her a very familiar feeling, like ...like a furnace.

At the moment of making a judgment, Le Xiaoyi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She supported the Sixuan sword and stood up, swallowed nervously, and called out to the grotto: "Young Le Xiaoyi, came to visit rashly, may I ask if anyone is here?"

Her voice echoed in the cave, and it took a long time to dissipate, and no one answered her.

Le Xiaoyi let out a long breath, not discouraged, she has come here, no matter whether she can succeed or not, she will give it a try.

She walked down the stone steps step by step and walked into the grotto. The formations engraved on the ground were indestructible for years, and molten iron boiled and splashed inside.

Le Xiaoyi walked around the hundred-foot-square grotto. There was a huge furnace embedded in the middle of the hall, and the fire inside was still alive.

From time to time, charcoal sparks flew out of the furnace, and the bellows also rotated by themselves under the blessing of spirit stones.

Indeed no one.

She became more and more puzzled, and looked down at the formation patterns engraved on the ground, and the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

The environment of this cave is a bit more spacious, there are no people, and there are no sundries piled up in the corners. At first glance, it is exactly the same as the Sword Forging Hall.

The only difference is probably that the temperature here is higher than the Sword Forging Hall that Le Xiaoyi has been to.

Thinking of this, Le Xiaoyi's eyes turned to the entrance of the abyss where he fell when he came.

Suddenly, she frowned.

The stone steps stretched out a few steps overlapped with the scene in memory.

If that location is not the abyss, but the sword forging hall, the stone steps up should be the stairs leading to the upper floor.

Correspondingly……

Le Xiaoyi turned his head and walked deeper into the cave.

After a while, she paused and stopped.

There is a dark passage down there.

Le Xiaoyi suddenly felt a little out of breath. She didn't know what was going on, but a chill enveloped her, and she felt that this place was too evil.

Her intuition told her to go back to the abyss quickly and stop going down, but her feet seemed to be rooted on the ground, and she did not act according to her will.

When she finally opened her legs, she didn't step back, but took a step forward towards the secret passage.

Don't be afraid, she said to herself, it's all here, don't give up halfway.

And even if she is in danger, as long as her life is in danger, she will be sent out by the elders.

will be sent out.

...Will it really be sent out?

If she encounters danger in Jianshan, she will be sent away, but what if she is not in Jianshan now?

A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Le Xiaoyi's back.

Could this place be... the lower three floors of the Sword Forging Hall?