The mysterious silkworm swallowed the golden bowl, and the Buddha's magical thought was melted into a sword by Li Buzhuo and suddenly slashed down!

Wherever the sword edge arrived, the ruined temple disappeared from its original place like ice and fire.

In the flash of lightning, Li Buzhuo made a sword and stopped.

The ruined temple is gone, not only the ruined temple, but the entire Tianzhu Mountain is separated by an abyss.

The two walls of the abyss, whether they are rocks, trees, or soil, are smooth and smooth, as if they have been carefully polished.

The abyss is five feet wide, splitting the entire Tianzhu Mountain, but no mountain collapse occurred.

The monk was gone, as if he had been wiped out under this sword, but Li Buzhuo whispered: "What a pity."

That sword was used to give it to him. If anyone in this world knows the best way to deal with this sword, it is the monk. How could he die under this sword?

As expected.

"Tsk."

The monk's voice sounded from all directions.

"Who would have expected that you will have such a good deed in just a few decades."

"Hehe, it's better if my grudge is left unresolved. But those saints in the Heavenly Palace cannot tolerate you."

The sound disappeared, leaving only the rustling sound of rain.

Li Buzhuo did not pursue the monk.

After this battle, Li Buzhuo understood that no one could do anything to the other party with the Buddha-fetal demon species.

However, the monk did not prevent Li Buzhuo's mysterious silkworm magic, and he took advantage of it and broke the magic weapon. Without the magic weapon, he would be at a disadvantage if he fought with Li Buzhuo, so he escaped without hesitation.

Even if Li Buzhuo can catch up with the monk, he will not be able to keep him.

He was not afraid that the monk would come to him again, so there was no need to do anything unnecessary.

Looking down at the mountain, there were more than a thousand soldiers gathered.

Li Buzhuo knew in his heart that the Lord Fengtong Mansion knew that the movements on the mountain were not interfered with by ordinary soldiers. Mobilizing troops to arrange troops was just an act of calming the hearts of the people.

Without staying, Li Buzhuo walked towards Xiyi Mountain in Youzhou.

There is a seventh heavenly palace on Xiyi Mountain, which is the residence of the saint. However, Li Buzhuo did not care about the monk's words before leaving.

If there is no tolerance, how can a saint deserve the word "saint"?

He was going to go up the Daxia Dragon Court ruins on Xiyi Mountain and found the former site where Wu Xin forged the candle dragon.

...

The movements on Tianzhu Mountain have calmed down for three days.

The two teams sent by the Lord of Fengtong came up the mountain to explore and found that the mountain had been safe.

The Feixin who was rumored to go to the Heavenly Palace never returned, and the Lord of Fengtong still did not dare to enter the mountain rashly.

At this time, two people came from the edge of the cracked abyss on the top of Tianzhu Mountain.

A gentle man with white clothes and a little white eyebrows is Mr. Li Su.

Aside him, a man with black hair and black beard, wearing a patterned blue robe and a wooden crown, was Han Que, a saint of the Mohist family.

Han Que's skin is vicissitudes, his steps are steady, and he looks like a desert wardrobe. The sword behind him only reveals the hilt of the sword. It looks ordinary, but it exudes a towering aura like a mountain.

This is the sword of the holy way.

If Li Buzhuo was here, he could remember the "Holy Dao Sword" he obtained back then, which is a sword energy of this sword.

"When did Fu Li get such a master?"

Master Li Su stood by the edge of the cracked abyss and twisted a leaf.

Han Que looked down at Li Yuan and said, "A sword slashed the mountain, and wherever the sword edge reached, it was all turned into powder. In addition to the sword force, even a grass and a tree were not destroyed. This person's aura was controlled... so wonderful."

"Oh?" said Li Su. "It's amazing to be praised by contemporary swordsman. Thinking about the one who has the highest talent in swordsmanship in your eyes, Mo Yuliu. Could this sword be cut by him?"

"No, don't be like this." Han Que shook his head.

"Who else?" said Li Su. "He left a bad sticker in the Holy Academy of Xinfengfu, and then he asked you to compete with swords. Although he was defeated, he was called the Sword Sect. If you jumped out of the world for a long time, he would be the number one person in the swordsmanship. If you still have a talent for swordsmanship, you will definitely not be unknown. How could someone who is more powerful than Mo and Liu appear out of thin air?"

Han Que shook his head and said nothing.

Master Li Su reached out and grabbed it, twisted a piece of sand and gravel between his fingers, and calculated it in his heart. Twenty years ago, Master Li Su compiled the innate sutra, creating introductory classics for Qi Refiners all over the world, making Qi Refiners more and more like a year. With the blessing of his vows, his Taoism became more and more unfathomable than that of the past.

In just a moment, what appeared in his mind was the Lu Yin he left in Cangwu back then.

"Strange thing." Master Li Su whispered to himself, but he didn't continue, but he knew it in his heart. The man who was led back by the road was not dead.

"How is this person's swordsmanship better than you?" Mr. Li Su asked again.

Han Que stared at the cracked abyss for a while, and after a long time, he shook his head.

"It's still one level away, and it's not yet reached the realm of transformation."

...

Xiyi Mountain, Daxia Dragon Court.

Besieged by hundreds of Qi Refiners, a fire burned for a month before resting. Now there are only ruins left in the Great Xia Dragon Court.

Above the remaining site of the Dragon Court, the seventh Heavenly Palace is separated, and the bronze palace that was left in the fire in the past is still shining brightly under the remaining light.

The Hundred Refining Department of Weitian Palace was built on the original Interior Ministry. There is a fire from the earth veins here, which is not extinguished all year round. It is an excellent treasure for treating tools.

The Bailiansi Department is under the Divine Fire Hall, and the flattened stone wall is slightly red by the fire.

If the nighttimer had no idea, Li Buzhuo walked into the hall.

The furnace in the hall connecting the earth veins is exquisite in structure, with mottled traces of the furnace body, and still has the patterns left by the Daxia.

"The Great Xia is really strong. According to Wu Xin's age, this furnace lasted for less than seventy years. Weitian Palace gathered top craftsmen from the Yanmo family, but they never rebuilt this furnace."

Li Buzhuo patrolled the ground hall for a while, finally stood by the fire and closed his eyes.

Divine weapons have their own spirituality, and are comparable to extraordinary soldiers. Zhulong was born here, and the breath of Zhulong remains here.

Li Buzhuo released his sword intent.

There are six auras in the hall, which are induced with his aura.

"Since this furnace was completed, six divine weapons have been born from it."

Li Buzhuo ignored everything else, called out Zhulong's breath and stretched out his palm.

A thread of fire from the earth veins rose, and a dragon-shaped mark was created in his palm.

He opened his eyes and looked at the marks in his palm, clenched his fists, and a hint of melancholy arose in his heart.

Although he still had the thought of Zhulong still in the reign of the memory, he also knew that Zhulong's spirit might not have dissipated.

His soul has condensed into Dharma images, but he has not been able to withstand the erosion of Guixu. Zhulong’s spiritual wisdom is not yet mature, so how can he survive?

Going to this Divine Fire Hall is just to fulfill the last thought.

"If people are born with flaws, there are also flaws in heaven and earth. Perhaps there is no truly harmonious sword path. Only with flaws can there be roundness. If there is no flaw, how can there be flaws?"

Li Buzhuo shook his head, left the Divine Fire Hall, and walked towards the east in one step.

Not long after he left, Han Que and Li Su walked into the Divine Fire Hall.

"That person can sneak into the Heavenly Palace quietly, but you and I don't notice it."

Master Li Su came to the furnace and said thoughtfully: "Your 'Tianyan' sword was born in the Bailiansi Department. Could it be that his weapons also come from here?"

"Since the establishment of the Heavenly Palace, only five divine weapons have been released from the Hundred Refining Department. All of these five divine weapons have their own places, but those five people cannot cut out the sword on Tianzhu Mountain." Han Que said, "Unless he uses it, it is not a divine weapon."

"You missed one." Li Sushi shook his head, "Before the Great Xia was destroyed, Wu Xin, a sage craftsman of the Interior Department, also sacrificed the lives of hundreds of people in front of this earth vein stove, and refined a magic weapon, "Zhulong".
Chapter completed!