Immortal Sword Four + Ancient Sword One Goddess Mu Ying

Gu Ling'er nodded first, and then said: "In the Mausoleum of Conferred Gods, there is Xuanyuan Sword hidden, and I went for this sword."

"Master, be careful in everything." Siqin knew that she couldn't stop Gu Linger, so she could only do what Gu Linger told her and let her do her own thing.

"Since you became a complete creature, I have often run down the mountain, thank you for staying here, thank you." Gu Ling'er said with a smile, a little less of the air of not being close to strangers, and a little more childish.

"The master is serious," Siqin said with his head down. "The master has been in Kunlun for tens of thousands of years without a single complaint. Siqin has only been around for 500 years. How can he dare to say meritorious service? What's more, the master has business to do when he goes down the mountain. Siqin clear."

"This little fox is called Tao Heng. It's not convenient for me to take her with me when I go to Fengshen Mausoleum, so I'll have to ask you to take care of her for a while." Gu Ling'er took Tao Heng out of the purse that had been cast with the Qiankun Art in his sleeve, and the little one The fox rubbed against Gu Linger's palm affectionately, staring straight at Gu Linger with dark eyes.

Siqin looked at Tao Heng with a smile on his face: "The master picked up the little guy again and came back to raise him."

"When she has the power to protect herself in the future, she will go back to Qingqiu," Gu Ling'er stroked Tao Heng's soft hair, "Just take care of her for a while, don't let her eat blood."

"Yes, Siqin understands." As a cultivator, eating living things will also increase his own killings, and it will be more difficult to pass the catastrophe in the future, Siqin answered with his head bowed.

"Siqin, if I'm not around in the future, I don't know how the heavens will deal with Kunlun. At that time, you will leave Kunlun with Xiaobai and Tao Heng." Gu Linger sees many things clearly, but just keeps silent.

"Master, you..." Siqin looked at the smiling Gu Ling'er, and a bad thought formed in his mind.

"When it comes to catastrophe, one must always plan for the worst." Gu Ling'er knew that the catastrophe of the gods should not be underestimated, and she was not half sure.

"Yes, master, take care, the one in the secret room needs to be guarded by you." Siqin knew that Gu Linger's only concern now was that one, so she brought it up.

"I'm not passive in dealing with things. I'm also prepared to deal with the catastrophe." Gu Ling'er said with a smile. When facing the catastrophe, it is not impossible to use none of them.

"Yes." Siqin felt that she couldn't help Gu Ling'er with things like crossing the catastrophe. All she could do was to help her with some trivial matters, so that she would not have to worry about the future and prepare for the catastrophe.

Gu Ling'er left the Holy Spirit Palace, and her destination was the Fengshen Mausoleum in the north of Chenzhou.

The building complex of white boulders is suspended in mid-air, majestic yet beautiful, vicissitudes yet vital, with the blue sky as the background and white clouds under the Mausoleum of the Gods, the ancient buildings still retain their original solemnity and solemnity.

The Tomb of the Conferred Gods has nothing to do with the Battle of the Conferred Gods.In ancient times, the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi first established the Heaven Realm. In order to show Fuxi's magnanimity, he set up a tomb for those gods who had died. The artifacts and treasures of those gods were also buried beside them. This is the Mausoleum of Fengshen.When Fengshen Mausoleum was built, it was originally located on the ground behind Chenzhou. Later, in order to reflect the noble status of the people in the mausoleum, Fuxi, Shennong, and Nuwa joined forces to suspend Fengshen Mausoleum in mid-air. Spectacular sight.

Gu Ling'er stood at the entrance of the Mausoleum of Conferred Gods, looking at the magnificent scene in front of her, the wind from the sky drifted past her ears, slightly blew across her cheeks, blew up her wide skirt, and brushed her hair behind her back, everything was the same as before. Yu majestic, as in the past.

Gu Ling'er closed her eyes and felt the rich divine breath in the air. The ancient gods had a clear heart, compassion for the world, and used their natural spiritual power to benefit the living beings. Such an era will never go back.

Gu Ling'er opened her eyes and walked to the entrance of Fengshen Mausoleum. , with both hands in front of her chest, Gu Linger's body was covered with a faint white halo, which made her look like a sacred aura. At the same time, the huge stone gate of Fengshen Mausoleum also slowly opened .

Murong Ziying entered a quiet room in Qingfengjian to practice in seclusion.My aptitude is considered extremely high among my peers, and after only nine years of cultivation, I have already reached the early stage of gas transformation, which can only be reached by others in 30 to [-] years. Unexpectedly, Gu Ling'er would help me break through the stage of gas transformation with just one shot , the cultivation base soared until the later stage of bigu.The skyrocketing cultivation base naturally needs to be closed for a period of time to stabilize. Ling'er has already cultivated into a fairy body, so she has to practice hard.

The retreat place Ziying chose was very clean, and few people came. Ziying set up an enchantment for the wooden house she lived in, and sat cross-legged, closing her eyes to feel the changes brought about by the improvement of her cultivation base.

When the spiritual power in her body returned to calm, Ziying opened her eyes again, three months had passed.

Ziying left Qingfengjian and returned to Jianwuping in Qionghua, where she saw her disciples practicing swords in Jianwuping.

Seeing Ziying, Huai Shuo nodded and smiled, and continued to practice swords. Xuanji was not so calm when she saw Ziying, she put away her sword and ran towards Ziying.

"Uncle Ziying, are you out of customs?" Xuanji ran to stop two feet in front of Ziying, looking at Ziying with some embarrassment.

"Xuanji, how can you run out during sword practice?" Ziying's complexion is not bad, but he has always been serious and dignified when he said such words, Xuanji immediately lowered her head.

"Hurry up and go back to practice swords." Ziying continued, seeing Xuanji's appearance, Ziying felt a little depressed, how could she not be serious about practicing swords.

"Yes." Xuanji turned around, reluctantly returned to the disciples, and practiced sword seriously.

Ziying's life in Qionghua did not undergo any major changes due to the improvement of her cultivation base. Oh, yes, that is, Ziying no longer had to go to the dining hall to eat.

"Uncle Ziying, I haven't seen you eating in the dining hall these days, are you okay?" Seeing Ziying always staying at Chengtian Sword Terrace these days, Huai Shuo boldly walked into Chengtian Sword Terrace, After all, it is a great sin to disturb Ziying's sword casting.

At this moment, Ziying did not open the furnace to cast swords, but was sorting out the sword-making materials she had collected in the past few years. Seeing that Huaishuo came in, she did not stop her work, and said: "I have broken through the bigu period, and I don't need to eat anymore. .”

Ziying's plain words caused Huai Shuo to look at Murong Ziying with wide eyes, his eyes were full of admiration: "I heard that it takes at least 30 years of hard work to reach the late stage of bigu. A rare genius in a century."

"Huai Shuo, have you finished all the courses you are going to study today?" Ziying asked with a serious face, looking at Huai Shuo who was full of admiration.

"Yes, Uncle Master, I'm going to practice right away." Huai Shuo naturally knew Ziying's temper, immediately promised, turned and left the sword casting room of Chengtian Sword Terrace.

The author has something to say: Fengshen Mausoleum is majestic and majestic. If you have Hou Yi's sun-shooting bow, you can also have Xuanyuan Sword.