Nice to meet you [Quick Transmigration]

It turned out that from the section down, there was actually a broken sword embedded in the old tree. The sword was almost integrated with the trunk, and only a thin cold light remained to show its former sharpness.

Sheng Li bent down and looked at it carefully for a moment, then thoughtfully said: "No wonder..."

The little fox didn't have the ability to read a sword like Sheng Li did, so he didn't know what it was. He just pawed at the owner's clothes lightly out of curiosity, and groaned twice to ask what was going on.

Sheng Li subconsciously stretched out his hands to support the hair ball that was about to squeeze out of the front of most of his body, and hurriedly stood up straight for fear that Xia Tian would fall, and said, "If I guess correctly, this should be a powerful person who died here. For unknown reasons, the spirit sword that was lowered was swallowed by the old tree that had opened up its spiritual wisdom. The old tree vainly tried to eat away at the other party's cultivation and use it for its own use, but how could the spirit sword be willing? It must have sensed that I am a sword cultivator, so It’s just deliberately provoking.”

After all, Sheng Li pointed at it as a knife, emptied everything from the section, the old tree trembled again and again as a threat, but it's a pity that its usable roots had already limply hung down into a mess, looking at it It's more like begging for mercy.

Sheng Li didn't pay attention to it, and held it in the air again, and a broken sword slowly rose from the tree trunk. Most of the sword body of the spirit sword has been assimilated by the old tree, and it is no different from wood, only a few blades are still glowing with cold light .

After the spirit sword was completely released from the old tree, the old tree immediately lost its last support and became completely quiet. The evergreen leaves that relied on its demonic power also turned yellow and withered instantly, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was covered with golden yellow. .

Probably because of his experience in the small world, Sheng Li was very unaccustomed to the dead branches and leaves in this place, so he moved his mind slightly and gathered all the branches and leaves under the side of the cliff, barely counting them as spring mud.

Xia Tian was stunned, and then suddenly realized, no wonder the old tree was clearly no match for Sheng Li, yet he rushed forward with self-control. It wasn't the old tree that wanted to provoke them, it was clearly the spirit sword that it swallowed. The tree cannibalize it, so it deliberately set up that clumsy maze, forcing it to do it with a deadly posture, in exchange for a glimmer of life for itself to escape.

After the spirit sword escaped, it refused to be used by Sheng Li, it just floated to the side, not too far away, Sheng Li didn't care about it, the spirit sword recognized its master, and some sword cultivators who were new to the Dao always wanted to find the fallen master. I can keep the spirit sword for my own use, but I don't know that the real spirit sword is extremely loyal. A sword can only have one owner, and it can easily change its owner. It is not a spirit sword at all.

If it was him who hadn't gone through the trial of the small world back then, maybe he wouldn't care about it even if he bumped into it today, but after all, it's different from the past, and he felt a little pity in his heart, and couldn't bear to see this spirit sword Being bullied by an old tree in such a despondent way, he helped out.

He was about to leave, but saw the little fox staring blankly at the spirit sword, so he asked in a low voice. Xia Tian shook his ears, raised his head to look at Sheng Li, and then turned his gaze to that sword again. A spirit sword with dim radiance.

The spirit sword hummed softly, but it was still not too far away from them. For some reason, Xia Tian always felt that this spirit sword wanted to take them to a certain place, but it was not him and Sheng Sheng who were here at Panguya. Li's territory, the two of them saw a lot of strange things along the way, after all, this is the first cliff that was born in the world when the world was created in the legend, there are many things that even Sheng Li is not fully sure to be able to deal with.

So although Xia Tian was curious, he was worried that his curiosity would bring unnecessary trouble to the two of them, so he tried his best to suppress it, and even bit Sheng Li's lapel and gently pulled it, trying to make Sheng Li leave immediately.

Sheng Li put his hand on the little fox's head and rubbed it lightly, and said in a low voice, "Let's go and have a look." Different from Xia Tian's intuition, Sheng Li relied more on the relationship between Jianxiu and Lingjian. Sensing and aware of the intention of the broken sword.

There is no distinction between good and bad swords, let alone good or evil. In the eyes of sword cultivators, spirit swords are like newborn babies. They only have an indelible trust in their masters, and they treat outsiders equally without any calculations.

This sword obviously wanted to get close to him and was a little afraid of him. Sheng Li didn't understand where this closeness came from, he could only understand that it was his natal spirit sword that resonated with it, and that was his Nascent Soul again. This spirit sword thought he was also a sword.

Xia Tian was a little relieved when he saw that Sheng Li said that there was no problem. His owner was not deliberately trying to be aggressive, so he nodded hastily when he saw this, indicating that he wanted to go and have a look.

Seeing them coming towards him, the broken sword immediately turned around in a circle, probably to express joy, then turned around and flew forward, fearing that they would not be able to keep up, so it flew extremely slowly.

Although it was slow, the place Can Jian went to was unusual. Sheng Li and Xia Tian also stayed in this ancient cliff for a few days. In order to find the Xuantian Grass, they came up the Pangu Cliff almost inch by inch. There is no one here. , There is no such thing as a mountain road at all, and the trails they walk are all stepped out step by step.

But the place where the broken sword flew over is clearly a mountain road paved with bluestone slabs. What is even more amazing is the flowers and plants on both sides of the mountain road that are constantly blooming. The pale yellow flowers on both sides of the mountain road changed from blooming to decaying. In the blink of an eye, the flower that had withered and fell to the ground suddenly disappeared, and a small bright yellow flower bud appeared on the receptacle.

In one breath, these plants have experienced spring, summer, autumn and winter, from birth to death, and then to death again.

This was a scene they had never seen in Pangu Cliff.

The little fox's heart skipped a beat, and he tried to look back at the mountain road when he came, but he couldn't see anything when he was held in Sheng Li's arms, all he could see were the rapidly growing and withering plants and trees.

He tried to poke his paws, and wanted to jump down and walk with Sheng Li in a human form, but the owner held down his back and smoothed his fur. Sheng Li softly comforted him: "Don't be afraid."

Xia Tian responded, he wasn't afraid, but subconsciously felt that this place was really weird, so he wanted to stand by Sheng Li's side, even if he couldn't do anything else, at least he could interlock his fingers and make sure that we were both in the same place. .

——To be honest, he was worried that the owner was afraid.

Sheng Li guessed what he meant, and then explained: "I feel more at ease if you do this." He never wished that his little fox was only a little bit bigger, and could be placed in his palm all the time.

After just saying these two sentences, the surrounding vegetation ushered in several rounds of life and death, and gradually became thinner. After Sheng Li walked a few more steps, the bluestone road disappeared without a trace, and there was an endless In the vast desert, the long yellow sand almost covers the sky and the earth, and the scorching sun from nowhere comes from top to bottom, burning people's hearts into panic.

Sheng Li looked back, and sure enough, there were still many sandy mountains behind him, and there was no sign of the lush vegetation that covered the sky just now, as if they had been walking in this desert all along.

Canjian, who was a few steps away, didn't pay any attention to the changes in the surrounding scenery, and even let out an excited clang sound, but it's a pity that half of his body has been turned into wood, and a lot of sawdust has fallen all the way here , which looked pitifully decayed.

Sheng Li stopped for a moment, raised his hand to securely protect the little fox in his arms, and then cast a spell with a slight movement in his mind, confirming that he had protected Xia Tian to the greatest extent, and then followed up again.

Holding Xia Tian in his arms, Sheng Li walked through the desert and the vast sea with the broken sword, and from the icy and snowy land to the dry and cracked land. It won't be possible to finish the walk until the foreground in front of them completely disappears, and they seem to have walked into the clouds.

Xia Tian pulled Sheng Li's skirt, and stared at the scene in front of him with wide-eyed surprise——

There is a foggy area in front of me, the sky and the earth are blue-gray, there are no mountains, no water, no flowers and plants, no birds and animals, only thick white mist coming from nowhere, and the looming cold light in the white mist.

This kind of scene somehow reminded the little fox of the shining starlight that covered the roof of the pavilion that he saw in the Wenxin Pavilion back then. Although the two were completely different, they still made him feel familiar.

The remnant sword uttered a final crisp clang, and then fell into layers of thick fog like a meteor falling into the sky, until another layer of thick fog covered it, only the tip of its sword hadn't turned into wood. A little silver light.

Even though the little fox claimed to have seen a lot of things in the small world, it was the first time he had seen such a scene, so he couldn't help but widen his eyes, staring straight at the flickering silver light.Soon, he was dazzled by too many light spots flashing in front of him, so he had to close his eyes and shake his head lightly, and when he opened his eyes again, he couldn't recognize the light spot just now. Which one is it?

He was extremely surprised, and was about to scratch his owner's clothes to ask what it was, when Sheng Li murmured: "Sword Zhong..."

Sword Tomb——Xia Tian knew a little bit about it. He heard what the monks who came to practice in the mountains said on Fulian Mountain. It is said that this is the final destination of all spiritual swords in the whole cultivation world. One's natal spirit sword has entered the fairy world, while the rest of the spirit swords are not qualified to "become immortals". The loyal soul of the spirit swords ordered them not to look for another master, but to return to the sword mound and bury themselves deeply In the ground, sleep forever.

Compared with Xuantian grass, Jianzhong is more a "legendary existence". At least there are fragments of ancient books recording the appearance and medicinal properties of Xuantian grass, but Jianzhong is just a place that has been passed down by word of mouth, just like Sheng Li. Most monks would look for Xuantian grass for various reasons, but there are so many sword cultivators in the comprehension world, none of them has ever gone to Jianzhong, because everyone agrees that this is a place that does not exist at all.

But who would have thought that this place actually existed?