My Debauched Devotion

Sword spine layer.

The soul in white was dissipated, and even the sword intent disappeared, and the blood mist and torn body also disappeared.

The sky became clear again, leaving only white clouds floating slowly.

Standing on the sky?

Is the state of this broken sword higher than the ancient sword of heaven?

I really just pick and choose!

Xiao Ran felt that he was pulled too high in an instant, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

It's too late to hide the sword, and if you try to hide it, everyone understands it...

The moment Xiao Ran hesitated.

The scene of him holding two broken swords was engraved in the minds of everyone around Jianzhong Mountain.

Xuan class.

Chu Yan was dumbfounded.

The petite body was stuck in the sea of ​​flowers, lonely like a child who abandoned his family.

Just like when she ran away from home and abandoned her family.

Her eyes were flushed, and she suddenly blamed herself.

Since the elders have increased the difficulty of the three levels, it is the default that the two can cooperate to inherit the sword.

Although Xiao Ran's cultivation level is poor, but his physique has its own peculiarities. If she hadn't been cowardly and wasted time, and finally separated from Xiao Ran, as long as the two of them cooperated as tacitly as in the rock passage and cave, he wouldn't have accepted it. a broken sword.

However, why are there two broken swords from the same blade in the sword thorn layer?

Could it be that Xiao Ran picked up the treasure?

She resisted the urge to jump down to have a look, wiped her reddish eyes, and walked into the depths of the sea of ​​flowers calmly...

The Sword Inheritance Conference is not over yet.

Keep it a secret!

The mountainside is half empty.

Ling Zhouyue hung the pot in the air with her left hand, her right hand supported her knee,

With palms on the side, head tilted, a saran clear face was squeezed out of the palm like a bun.

"What's the matter? I seemed to see the opening of the Tianjie Avenue leading to the top of the mountain. This guy didn't take a step. He found two broken swords and played a splicing game?"

Master Yinyue frowned slightly.

She didn't have Ling Zhouyue's keen intuition, and she didn't see any signs of the Tianjie Avenue being opened.

"Could it be that he failed to inherit the sword? After all, he and Chu Yan got separated, and he didn't even use the Explosive Blood Pill and your blood jade, or it was because he saw the two swords broken that delayed Chengjian? "

Master Yinyue didn't know Xiao Ran's swordsmanship realm, so it was inevitable that he would have different opinions.

Ling Zhouyue is very aware of Xiao Ran's strength, she expects Xiao Ran to reach the heavenly level, and at the end of the day, also reach the mysterious level.

Why did it stop at the sword spine layer?

For a while just now, she vaguely noticed some abnormal distribution of soul power caused by turbulent flow over the sword spine layer...

Was this kid forced to stop when he was in danger, or did he have another adventure?

How did you get there, where did the strange things follow?

Nothing goes smoothly with this guy!

"Broken Sword can also make do with it."

she said so.

Master Yinyue looked at her quietly, as if he heard some resentment from her husband and daughter in her words.

not far away.

The ink box really stood up from the flying stone, his body was strong and strong, and he looked more vigorous than a young man.

His white eyebrows were tightly frowned, his old eyes were deep, and he was suddenly shocked, and then he went up and down with mixed emotions.

Only those who are proficient in high-level sword-making techniques can realize how difficult it is for a broken sword to remain on the spine layer.

And it also avoided everyone's sight, countless elders and sword bearers didn't notice it for thousands of years!

However, Xiao Ran found out...

Only he can understand how difficult it is to find this broken sword.

Only he can be sure that if he can discover this sword, he must have the strength to step on the heavenly level!

He wanted to go down to have a look, but after thinking about it, he couldn't say anything, and then slowly sat back on the flying stone, trying to keep calm on his face, so as not to fall into the mouth.

But the tongue, I don't want to fall, it has already fallen.

The inner disciples, coaches, elders of the Zizong sect, and national teachers from various countries at the foot of the mountain had already come to the mountainside to observe it more closely.

Basically, as long as there is foundation building, one can see the current situation of the sword spine layer.

No one cares about Chuyan's going to the Xuan class. Although this incident is a bit unexpected, everyone knows her genius.

Everyone's attention was focused on Xiao Ran.

"What's the matter with Senior Brother Xiao staying on the sword thorn layer?"

"Could it be that Cheng Jian failed and picked up two broken swords to save face? Isn't he a heavenly saint?"

"Master's cultivation base is just refining Qi, even if he has the talent of a heavenly sage, this result is a matter of course."

"These are not important, do you think the two broken swords in his hand come from the same blade?"

"Don't say it, it's really possible!"

"It may be a coincidence...but he is Master Xiao, the broken sword he picked up must be a treasure!"

"Does it need to be said? It must be a treasure! I heard that Daoist Moxi thinks highly of Uncle Xiao, so he didn't mean to break the divine sword in advance and bury it in the sword thorn layer?"

"Don't tell me, it's really possible. You saw that he searched the whole mountain before and killed the Swallowing Beast..."

"Operating in the dark, it must be operating in the dark!"

"Okay, fortunately we got closer to observe, otherwise we would have been fooled by the elders!"

When the crowd was furious, some people poured cold water on it.

"It's useless for you to break your throat. If you are a sage, you will operate in secret every day."

"I've seen through this kind of thing from the first day Uncle Xiao went up the mountain. Look around him, there are beautiful masters, beautiful uncles, and even accepted beautiful disciples, tsk tsk tsk..."

"Elder Moxi thinks highly of him, and he doesn't even talk to the elder who has always been strict in commandment. If you are talented, you can't accept it."

Some of the disciples shouted softly:

"I just don't accept it!"

"You are not convinced now. When the disciple challenged me, my uncle hadn't practiced Qi at that time. Why didn't you dare to go on stage and try?"

"Instead of being dissatisfied and envious and jealous, it's better to think about it. With a talent like my uncle, the status of Zongzhi Mountain will definitely improve in the next hundred years. This will be of great benefit to the stability of the sect and abundant resources, everyone. What is there to complain about?"

"Think about it, everyone. The reason why the elders engage in secret operations is to take care of the face of our ordinary disciples, and secondly, to protect this young seedling of the uncle. If the Daoist League headquarters finds out, wouldn't it be necessary to send Mahayana monks? To poach the wall?"

Everyone can't refute.

Everyone understands the truth, but they are envious.

In the Dharma-ending era, everyone is tired of living. If you take off from the same place all of a sudden, and you are loved by thousands of people, who can't feel troubled?

Hearing the words of the disciples in the sect, Daoist Moxi almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

When did the old man engage in black box operations?

He also analyzed clearly and logically, just like the real thing.

However, the truth is correct...

Xiao Ran, this god-level seedling, needs to be protected!

High in the sky in the west, Luo Sheng had a tight stomach, squinted his eyes slightly, and had plans in mind, but it was a pity that it was not his turn to speak.

"Father, what shall we do?"

Huangfu Qun frowned tightly, his face was gloomy, his carved face seemed to cut the mountain wind, and he made a terrifying sound.

"End the Chengjian Conference immediately, and block all news!"

"But Jiang Chuyan hasn't chosen a suitable sword yet."

"Do you want me to say it again?"

"Yes, father."

...

fairy boat.

Heishi secretly sighed that this opportunity must not be lost, and hurried into the cabin to look for Li Wuxie.

Opening the door and looking, there was no one in front of the long case, only the steaming black sand pot was left.

...

Huangfu group arrived at the sword spine layer immediately.

But they found that Li Wuxie had already made the first move, standing awe-inspiring on the high slope in front of Xiao Ran.

Li Wuxie didn't say a word, looking around the forest of sword thorns, always feeling that something was wrong.

Huangfu Qun hurriedly stood beside Li Wuxie, clasped his hands and said:

"Let Li Zhishou laugh. This son's defeat is already set, embarrassing. Jiang Chuyan's nephew is the future of the sect, and he is waiting for Li Zhishou's guidance in the Xuan class."

Li Wuxie was still looking around, without looking back:

"I never point a sword at a woman."

Huangfuqun said again:

"Then it won't be too late to ask Li Zhishou's sword skills when he succeeds in inheriting the sword next time."

Li Wuxie turned around and stared at Xiao Ran.

"Whether the sword bearer is successful or not, if the sword bearer wants to take the sword from the sword mound, he must obtain the consent of the swordsman... draw the sword."

Xiao Ran was so engrossed in holding the broken sword that he raised his head.

I saw Li Wuxie standing on the high slope, wearing an indigo cloud robe, his figure seemed extremely tall.

Like Huangfu Qun, he has sculpted facial features, but his face is not gloomy, and his facial features are quite majestic.

The beard covering the jaw is short and hard like thorns, and the waist is equipped with a black eight-foot long sword, half a foot wide, with a majestic and powerful momentum, and strong hormones are exuded from all over the body.

But when Xiao Ran raised his head for the first time, he only saw the panda eyes that were like stars holding the moon and attracting people's attention.

The dark circles under the eyes were several times darker than Xiao Ran's before, plus the drooping eyelids and heavy bags under the eyes, giving people the feeling that they stayed in the brothel all night last night and couldn't wake up during the day.

Can't help whispering, blurted out.

"Do you still... draw your sword?"