Xiao Jinyan said in surprise, "Shuiyue Cave Heaven? Isn't it Zhaoyao Mountain? I've been there, and there is nothing new except for a few broken stones."

The battle of Zhaoyaoshan was shocking. To this day, Xiao Jinyan still remembers it fresh.

"It's not like that." Jian Xiu shook his head and said, "The place in Zhaoyao Mountain is just a small cave heaven. He didn't even touch the door of the Shuiyue Cave Heaven. Zhang Benchu ​​accidentally bumped into it that day and got a small opportunity."

"Where is the Water Moon Cave Heaven?"

The sword cultivator said lightly, "I don't know." He took off the nameless magic spear and placed it on the table. "The Water Moon Cave Heaven is not a place on earth. It is independent of the world. It lives in a place without a fixed place and is illusory. Only when the nameless magic spear returns to its position can this cave heaven be opened."

The sword cultivator placed the head of the unremembered gun, and the body of the gun was flat on the table. With a click, the head of the gun was combined into one. At the connection, a small square hole was formed, which matched the size of the gun.

The sword cultivator took out the long sword and drew a few swords in the air. The air twisted. Xiao Jinyan suddenly couldn't feel anything outside. He knew that this was the sword cultivator who included this room into the world opened by his long sword.

The sword cultivator then installed the gun on it.

Kick!

The body of the nameless gun has soared. It was originally less than three feet long, but now it has become more than eight feet long. The nameless gun gradually leaves the table and floats in the air.

A dark red light wandered over the body of the nameless gun, and seemed to have a mysterious force calling him.

Xiao Jinyan's mind was snatched by the nameless gun, and his eyes were staring at it.

“Huh?”

The sword cultivator was a little strange, "Someone was wielding and wielding at this gun!" He held the spear and looked carefully, only seeing a very tiny hole on the gun body.

Jian Xiu frowned, "Tianji Pavilion!"

Xiao Jinyan asked, "What does it mean?"

Sword cultivation, "The three great magic weapons can absorb the luck of the world. If they get one, they will gain endless power of heaven and earth. But now there is less than one hundred energy in the nameless gun. Someone steals the energy from it with secret techniques. And the only one in the world can do this is Tianji Pavilion."

Xiao Jinyan remembered Wang Banxian and the broken bowl on his waist. According to Li Chuntie, there was another world in his broken bowl, which contained 70% of the luck in the world. Baicha also said that many years ago, Wang Banxian went to Qingliang Mountain and entered the Blood Clothing Temple.

"What should I do?"

Sword cultivating Taoism, "Go and find that person."

After seeing Wang Banxian in Bashu, this old guy had almost lost any news as if he had evaporated from the world. Thinking about it, he must have been avoiding the pursuit of those people in Shujian Mountain.

Before he could speak, Jian Xiu suddenly raised his head and looked southwest, as if he was sensing. Xiao Jinyan was about to look at him, Jian Xiu suddenly slashed out a palm, but Xiao Jinyan was not prepared and fainted immediately.

The sword cultivator removed the nameless gun, carried it behind his back, jumped out of the inn, and went up and down a few times, ten miles away, above a Bi Peak.

As the name suggests, the Bifeng is shaped like a pen, towering straight into the clouds.

The peak is three hundred feet high, but for the sword cultivator, reaching the top of the peak is just a matter of thought.

He looked solemn.

On the top of the mountain, there was also a thin swordsman in linen. When he saw that the two of them had similar similarities in appearance and temperament.

But unlike Wangcai, his face is like a stagnant stone, without any expression.

The sword cultivator asked: "1908."

Mai Swordsman said, "1900."

"No, now my name is Wangcai." Jian Xiu corrected, "Recently, someone gave me a new name. I like it very much. How did you find me?"

"That woman told me that you snatched the magic weapon, but did not return to the sacred mountain. The sword master asked me to find out the reason."

Wangcai said, "I have made a few friends in the past two days."

The swordsman Mai's eyes were cold, and he looked at Wangcai, as if he was evaluating his changes. "The world of sword cultivators only has killing and no friends."

Wangcai said, "I think it should have changed. Recently, I have remembered many things and remembered some of the things Lu Xuanji said back then. I think he did nothing wrong."

Mai Swordsman said, "1900, are you questioning the Supreme Way?"

Wangcai said, “Yes.”

The highest way of heaven is unquestionable! This is an irrefutable truth on the sacred mountain, and it is also a trace deeply imprinted in the minds of the sword cultivators.

Wangcai's words are no different from defecting to Shujianshan!

Mai swordsman raised his eyebrows, and he slowly pulled out his sword, raised it in front of his chest, stared at Wangcai, and said, "Follow me to go back to the sacred mountain, otherwise I will kill you."

Wangcai said, "1908, I am 1900, you can't kill me. If you could kill me, you wouldn't have been 1908."

"not necessarily."

The swordsman in Mayi suddenly moved, and his whole body seemed to escape into the void, but the sword went forward and stabbed Wangcai in the throat.

The sword of Wangcai also came to his hands.

He didn't sprint, but just took an angle with the trend, picked the long sword slanted, and stabbed the swordsman in Mai. It was a life-threatening way of fighting.

Puff!

The two were about to part with each other.

Wangcai's left arm was cut off, and a stream of blue liquid flowed out.

There was a hole the size of a bowl on the chest of Mai Swordsman. His face was so gray that he pulled out all over. He said in amazement, "How did you do it?"

Wangcai said, "I said, I am 1900."

The swordsman of Mai said, "The Supreme Heaven will not let you go, and the Sword Lord will not let you go.

His body is shrinking.

Seeing this, Wangcai cut out the word "well" in his hand, trapped the Mayi sword in his hand, two swords across the horizontal and two swords on the vertical.

The Mai Swordsman said angrily, "Traitor, dare you!"

Wangcai said, "If your spiritual consciousness returns to the sacred mountain, it will cause me a lot of trouble, but I am afraid of trouble."

During the day, Wangcai heard Xiao Jinyan say similar things, so he remembered them. Unconsciously, he also learned Xiao Jinyan's way of doing things.

The space of tic toe continues to shrink and eventually turns into a little bit. The swordsman in Mai was sealed in the space.

Wangcai looked around and said, "The scenery here is wonderful, and it is difficult to reach birds, which is more suitable for you."

With a swing of the sword, he nailed the Mayi swordsman's spiritual sense into the mountain, bent down and picked up his broken left arm, put it in his arms, and jumped down from the top of the Pen Peak.

...

Although the nameless gun returned to the position, although it did not cause a strange phenomenon in the world, it could not be hidden from everyone in the world. Under the Temple of Shujian Mountain, there is a void space that is shaking violently.

An old man wearing a sword crown crawled in front of the void space, as if listening to the way of heaven. After a moment, the old man walked out of the temple.

The huge square extends outward, with nineteen stone statues floating around, connected through nineteen bridges of the void.

These stone statues have different shapes, as high as a hundred feet high, and each has its own practice beneath the stone statues.

Cave Heaven.

These nineteen statues are the nineteen-grade statues guarding Shujian Mountain.

Below each statue, there is a sword guard and twenty sword cultivators, but there is a statue in the southwest corner with mottled ancient monuments. It seems that no one has practiced here for a long time.

The old man raised his sword and drew a strange character in the air. This character was constantly changing in the air. The auspicious heavenly product was like a door open, and a sword guard slowly walked out of it. He came to the middle of the square and touched the characters drawn by the old man with his sword. The characters turned into a ball of smoke and disappeared into the night sky.

That night, the nameless magic gun appeared.

A sword guard walked down Shujian Mountain.

This is the first time that a sword guard has been out of Shujian Mountain since Lu Xuanji defected in five hundred years.

...

At the westernmost end of the mainland, there is an island called Moro Island. Moro Island is not big, but it is favored by remoteness. Even the smartest sailors cannot find this island that should not have existed in the world.

Wang Banxian has lived here for several months.

Nowadays, people from Shujian Mountain are looking for him all over the world. He has no place to live and hide in Tibet. His life has never been as timid as this time.

Wang Banxian was sitting on the ground, using the patched cloth banner, seriously wiping the broken bowl.

When the nameless gun returned to his position, he suddenly stopped, looked to the east, and then lowered his head and muttered to himself, "Fortunately, I did something wrong in advance, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

He was about to calculate one hexagram, threw three copper plates on the ground, and shook out a "Kan" hexagram. Wang Banxian said: "Kan is water, and water can trap people, which is a very bad hexagram."

After looking at it again, Moro Island was surrounded by sea water, and he was almost surrounded by someone. Wang Banxian smiled bitterly, "It seems that this place is not a place to stay for a long time."

A mysterious force passed by from south to north and above the continent. Wang Banxian was very alert and took off the banner and covered it on the broken bowl.

...

After a night of rest, Yu Wenshuang's complexion improved a lot. Before going downstairs, she washed her clothes and wore a plain dress with a waistband, which looked bright and indifferent.

When Xiao Jinyan saw her, his eyes were staring at her and he could no longer move his gaze.

Seeing that his eyes were so bold and direct, Yu Wenshuang's face turned red with a blush, pretending to be displeased, "Idiot, have you seen enough?"

Xiao Jinyan smiled and said, "I haven't seen enough, I still want to keep watching!"

Yuwen Shuang said, "Brother Xiao, then let's find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, live in seclusion without asking about the affairs of the world, how about it?"

Speaking of this, she sighed again.

Xiao Jinyan said strangely, "What are you doing when you sigh?"

"You are by nature interested in lively and are easy to make friends. If we live in a house, we are afraid that it will not take long to get tired of being with me."

Xiao Jinyan laughed, "It may not be necessary to go to seclusion. Let's go to Yinyang City."

Yu Wenshuang was meticulous and thought more carefully. She said, "I am guilty. Now the court wants me all over the world. Zhao Langjiang has just been named the Lord of Yinyang City. It is the time to make great achievements. If you go there, wouldn't it be difficult for him?"

Xiao Jinyan was stunned when he heard this, "I didn't expect this. However, with my understanding of Zhao Langjiang, he would not do anything to sell friends and seek honor."

Yuwen Shuang said, "Human hearts are unpredictable."
Chapter completed!