Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh jade box sword singing
The three-color light door stands in front of you.
Ye Yun looked at the space channel opened by Qian Jiyin and took a deep breath.
"Old ancestor, are we going in?"
"After reaching this point, you will naturally have to go in. Although there is a great risk for the soul to enter it, the Burning God Platform is definitely related to the saint secret realm of the Immortal Sword Sect. There must be secrets in it. If the secret can be found, it will definitely be able to open the passage. At least when entering the saint secret treasure in the future, there will be a great advantage." The Sword Patriarch was ready long ago, and just waited for Ye Yun to open the passage and entered with him.
Ye Yun nodded. The Sword Patriarch said this correctly. There are risks and benefits to enter the Burning God Platform. If you seek stability, of course you will not enter it.
However, if you don’t enter the Burning God Platform, the level of Tianyunzi will definitely not be easy. If you enter it, once someone breaks in and your body is damaged, your soul will not be able to come back. If there is no treasure to survive, it will definitely be the body and souls that will disappear.
Moreover, if the soul enters it, it will not be able to come back. Even if the soul does not disappear, there will be only a wisp of soul left, which is in danger.
However, Ye Yun had no more solutions. He had been in the Qin Empire for almost a year. If he could not bring back the spiritual medicine to repair his soul within two years, Su Ling's injuries would definitely not be cured, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Then I will add two bans in this room and then enter it." Ye Yun thought carefully, raised his hand and pointed it out, and light and shadows shot out from his fingertips, and brought them around, turning them into bans to form a formation, protecting the cottage.
Ye Yun sat cross-legged, faced the three-color light gate, and then used the power of Qian Jiyin to peel off his soul from his body.
Ye Yun only felt his whole body rising into the air, emerge from the heavenly spirit, and looked at his body sitting cross-legged below, feeling a bit bizarre.
"Don't drag it, go in." The voice of the Jiandao ancestor suddenly rang out, but it seemed to be in his soul, with a resonance.
Ye Yun looked surprised, but without any hesitation, and stepped into the light gate.
In an instant, he felt only a gentle force surrounding him, and there was a green light and shadow ahead, and there seemed to be a chaotic feeling in the confusion.
Maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a long time.
Ye Yun felt that time seemed to have stopped at this moment. When his eyes returned to his eyes, he saw that he was on a ring of several meters in diameter.
"It's indeed the Burning God Platform. I didn't expect Qian Jiyin to be so magical."
Ye Yun said in surprise. He looked up and found that it was the Burning God Platform that was the competition that day.
"Of course it's the Burning God Platform, haha, the Burning God Platform is really refined by the saint of my Immortal Sword Sect, and it can actually keep the soul from dissipating."
A hearty laugh came from behind, and Ye Yun turned around suddenly, unable to help but be stunned.
Ye Yun saw a young man appearing behind him, who was about twenty-six or seven years old, and at most ten years older than him. The young man had a handsome face, a handsome and handsome face, his eyes looked like a little paint, and his sword eyebrows seemed to be about to be cut into his temples, and he had a handsome look with a bright look.
"You are..." Ye Yun had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't dare to think about it.
"You are yours, I am the ancestor of Jiandao." The young man looked at Ye Yun and cursed with a smile.
Ye Yun yelled, stood there on the spot, and after a while, he screamed: "You look only twenty-six or seven years old, but you actually call yourself the ancestor of Jiandao. Do you have any moral integrity?"
The Sword Patriarch snorted and said, "I was specializing in swordsmanship back then and I knew all kinds of swordsmanship. No matter how magical the swordsmanship is, I can understand the essence of it as long as I see it three times. It won't take long to be able to use it skillfully. Such cultivation will naturally lead to the four words "Sword Patriarch". Besides, these four words were not taken by me, but those monks who have seen my swordsmanship."
Ye Yun rolled his eyes. He remembered that when he met the old man before, the portrait in the Naruto was an old man, and his voice was extremely old. It is said that it had been sealed for more than 800 years, and the Tianjian Sect was established for more than 1,000 years, and it was known as the Supreme Elder of the Tianjian Sect.
Now when I look at it, it is obvious that the old man has been fooled. Which sect will have a 26 or 27-year-old Supreme Elder?
"I remember when I met you, I was an old man, but why did I become a young man now?" Ye Yun asked curiously.
"My soul is damaged, and the figure will gradually grow old. The soul-turning tower of sentient beings on your body can nourish the soul. Over the past year, I have devoted myself to practicing, nourishing the soul, and restoring my original appearance. This is what you see now. How? Is it very handsome?" The ancestor of Jiandao laughed.
Ye Yun's mouth twitched twice, thinking to himself that you, shameless old guy, was sealed by the demon clan's fire, and had not seen the light of the sky for eight hundred years. Today, you were so cool.
"I can't call you the ancestor in this way. What's your name, old man? We brothers will be together in the future." Ye Yun snorted.
"Brothers are the same? I was the supreme elder of the Tianjian Sect more than 800 years ago. If you are the same as my brother, I am willing. Do you dare?" The Sword Patriarch shouted angrily.
Ye Yun shrugged and looked around the Burning God Platform, replying: "What do I dare not? Don't rely on your seniority, unless you become an old man, I will call you the ancestor."
The Jiandao ancestor frowned slightly and said, "Forget it, I don't want you to call me old. If I deducted these eight hundred years, my real age would be less than thirty years old. But what is my name? I can't remember it no matter how hard I think about it."
Ye Yun smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then how about I call you Brother Jian?"
"Brother Jian? You guy is really brave. Well, you can call me Brother Jian in the future." The Sword Patriarch waved his hand, and there was a sense of unity in every move, which was in line with heaven and earth.
Ye Yun laughed loudly, and he walked over and wanted to pat the Jiandao ancestor on the shoulder.
"Stop it!" The Sword Patriarch suddenly shrank back and shouted angrily.
Ye Yun couldn't help but look at him with some confusion, just patted his shoulder. Did he have such a big reaction?
"Don't forget that we are in the state of souls at this moment. If the souls meet, it will definitely cause collisions. The two soul forces are entangled together, which will definitely cause some trauma to both souls. I finally nourish my souls to the moment when my face can be reproduced. If I collide with you, I am afraid I will turn back to the old man again." The ancestor of Jiandao explained.
Ye Yun suddenly realized that it turned out that this was the case, but he was wrongly blamed the ancestor of Jiandao.
"Brother Jian, you said that this Burning God Platform was refined by the saints of the Immortal Sword Sect more than a thousand years ago. It must contain the secrets of the Immortal Sword Sect. There will even be a space gate that directly leads to the secret realm of the Saint. Why do I think it is not reliable? You should know that the Burning God Platform was only fallen into the hands of Piaomiao Sect after the saint was defeated. How could the saint open a space channel for the Burning God Platform when he arranged a secret treasure after the defeat?"
The Jiandao ancestor shook his head and said, "I don't understand the key very well. But I can clearly feel the breath left by the saint, and I vaguely feel that this burning god Taichung must contain the secret of the saint's secret realm."
Ye Yun frowned slightly and searched around to find out the secret of the saint in the mouth of the ancestor of Jiandao, but he gained nothing.
"Old ancestor, I remember that the Tianjian Sect of Jin State was established for about 1,400 years, and you were sealed more than 800 years ago. However, I learned about it. When the Immortal Sword Sect was in power in the Great Qin Empire, it was about 1,400 years. If this is the case, the Tianjian Sect should have existed before the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect retreated into Jin State."
The Sword Patriarch frowned slightly, thought about it carefully, and said, "I can't remember this clearly. Anyway, the Immortal Sword Sect and the Tianjian Sect are in line with each other. The Tianjian Sect was established after the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect were defeated and fled to the Great Qin Empire and came to Jin State. Perhaps the name of the Tianjian Sect was already there, but it has been used after being conquered by them."
Ye Yun just asked casually, but he didn't care too much. As long as the secrets of the saints in the Burning God Taichung can find in Taichung, that's enough.
The two appeared on the Burning God Platform in their soul state. Only two people could see each other in this form. Even if someone from the outside world came in, they could not see the two souls.
Ye Yun and the Sword Patriarch looked carefully. The Burning God Platform was not big, and the diameter was only three or four feet long, and it was obviously much smaller.
"There is nothing strange, it doesn't seem to be hidden." Ye Yun looked for a while, a little confused.
"Continue to search, I can feel the aura of a saint, very familiar, as if I had fought side by side." The Sword Patriarch also looked puzzled. In his memory, he was the supreme elder of the Tianjian Sect more than 800 years ago. Even if he had felt the aura of a saint of the Immortal Sword Sect, he should not be so strong.
Ye Yun squinted his eyes and felt it carefully, but there was no breath, let alone the breath of a saint.
He turned to look at the Jiandao Ancestor and wondered if Brother Jian was mentally broken or had incomplete souls, he would feel the so-called saint aura?
"here!"
Just when Ye Yun was confused, he heard the swordsman's ancestor shouting softly. Ye Yun rushed up in two steps, but saw the swordsman's ancestor squatting down, then gently pressed the ground of the Burning God Platform, then slapped twice in a row, and then pointed three times in different directions.
Crunch!
With a light sound, I saw a space of several inches long and wide appearing on the originally tightly-fitting ground, with a white jade box inside. The jade is clear and of extremely high quality.
Ye Yun's eyes lit up and he whispered: "Can you take it out?"
The Sword Patriarch looked at him, his eyes seemed to be looking at the idiot: "In the state of soul, it is just that the physical body cannot see us. The rest does not affect you. How did you practice? Where have you practiced?"
Ye Yun smiled and said, "Brother Jian, don't talk nonsense, take it out and take it out and take it."
The Jiandao ancestor glared at him, then gently wiped it and saw a white and crystal clear box taken out.
There is a pattern on the white jade box, but it is engraved with two thin long swords, one slightly longer and the other slightly wider and thicker.
"This... this pattern is so familiar." The Jiandao ancestor frowned slightly, and then gently tapped the tips of the two swords twice.
Snap!
But when I heard a light sound, the jade box was opened like this, and a ray of light and shadow came out, and a sing of swords came faintly.
Chapter completed!