On the mountainside, on the clouds, the elders' mat.

Ling Zhouyue looked at Xiao Ran who was burned below and Chu Yan, who was seriously injured, and frowned slightly.

"It's no reason. The mere slurry beast won't make the two of them so embarrassed, right?"

Yinyue Zhenren started at some point, holding the teacup in her hand, emitting scarlet heat.

"Young people have the idea of ​​young people, and we don't need to interfere as elders."

ha?

What is this called?

Ling Zhouyue seemed to understand but not understand. The painting-like Qingyan was as heavy as ink, and her frown eyebrows could not be melted for a long time.

Something is not right!

Her premonition has always been very accurate. For some reason, she always feels undercurrents around her.

Did Xiao Ran encounter an unexpected situation in the cave?

Or did he realize something was wrong and ventured to hunt the slurry-swallowing beast?

hundred times.

Yinyue Zhenren took a sip of the scarlet and hot black tea. After seeing Xiao Ran's bone-linking technique, a circle of ripples suddenly spread out on his calm soft face.

"I didn't expect that Xiao Ran had such a bone-collar method. Maybe one day he could pass on my physical pronunciation method."

Um?

Ling Zhouyue came back to her senses and inexplicably remembered her previous dream.

"Don't teach him."

...

In a thorny forest on the mountainside, under a hidden canopy.

A quarter of an hour after the osteotomy operation, Chu Yan got up, patted the pretty little shit valley, took a tentative step, took two more steps sideways, and finally jumped up.

Just like nothing is wrong, there is no trace of pain or astringency.

This made her wonder, did I really break my bones just now?

It's not that the drug will be drugged, so there are hallucinations?

Of course, this is just an illusion. Compared to Master, her mind has been quite useful without fake wine.

Then he turned around and said to Xiao Ran:

"I didn't expect that your bone-collision method is even better than mine. Did Elder Silver Moon teach you?"

Xiao Ran raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

"Your master can't teach me how to dig hot springs with barbecue and grain wine, right? It turns out that except for giving birth to a baby, I treat you like the ring of the second gate rock road, and it is fully encircled."

Chu Yan sucked in the air.

"I don't want to have a baby, I have to feel so much love for me. I will definitely marry my master in the future."

It turns out that I am afraid of pain and bend!

I have been separated by two generations and I still want to marry my master.

It's really funny.

Xiao Ran did not extend this topic? Instead, he looked suddenly serious? Asked Chuyan:

"I have a question to ask you."

Chu Yan was slightly stunned and almost scared.

"Just ask? Don't be so serious."

Xiao Ran asked her with a calm face:

"Just just now in the underground molten cave? What do you think is the difference between the eyes of the slurry swallowing beast and the usual ones?"

That's it? Chuyan was a little confused.

"Nothing is the difference? Why do you ask this?"

Xiao Ran frowned.

Could it be that I can only see it with the resonance method?

Or is it the reason for the black ring?

Xiao Wu was so confused that he wasn't sure.

"Nothing? I don't have a good look."

Chuyan curled her lips and said:

"Your eyes look at certain things, I won't say what it is? Anyone who understands will understand."

No surprise? Her dog's head was rubbed angrily.

"I understand you!"

...

After taking a break and replenishing spiritual power, the two finally set foot on the third level of the sword inheritance conference.

The location of the sword thorn layer is very close to the top of the mountain.

Come outside the sword thorn layer? Xiao Ran looked up? You could even see the huge black shadow of the fairy boat, which looked like a giant Kun across the clouds, giving people a sense of oppression like a giant object phobia.

But what I thought was:

Who is Xiaowu?

Where are primates?

Does it have anything to do with Li Wuxie in the fairy boat?

All kinds of worries gathered in the brows and couldn't be disintegrated, Xiao Ran was silent all the way.

Chuyan thought he was worried that the third level was too difficult, so he comforted him:

"Don't worry? I will take care of you in the Sword Knot, let's talk about it? Didn't you say you were surrounded by me?"

“That’s natural.”

The two entered the sword thorn layer.

This is a barren mountain, with broken swords inserted into the weeds with one mouthful? It is very similar to the broken swords of Zhijian Peak.

According to Lin Yunzi, the broken sword of Zhijian Peak was also arranged by the sect back then? The purpose was to hone the master's sword heart.

However? Now those broken swords have been smeared by the master's laziness? They have long lost their sword intent and have completely become a landscape.

But the broken sword at the sword thorn layer has the sword intent!

The two walked into the depths of the sword thorn.

Looking closely, the broken sword was inserted into the weeds, like a tombstone.

Just so happened that the sword intent on the broken sword... was the residual shock, fear, despair and whine of the dead sword holders.

Xiao Ran originally thought that the so-called sword intent was an unyielding intention, but he did not expect that the sword holder would struggle before facing the Netherworld.

This immersive sense of inclusion, the fear and despair that penetrated into the bone marrow, made Xiao Ran feel that it was even more numb than seeing the Netherworld with his own eyes.

The two of them walked upwards with sword intent one after another.

As we penetrated deep into the sword thorn forest, sharp sword winds began to hit the bodies of the two and quickly penetrated into the outer wall of the dantian.

Xiao Ran was a little cautious and only used his Qi cultivation and the power of first-level resonance, which was quite difficult.

The outer wall of his dantian seemed to be being lingchied by Wan Jian at the same time. Fortunately, it was reinforced by the Jiao Dan, so there was no big problem.

Chuyan is much more relaxed.

She drew out the silver sword, and her body was like a shuttle, constantly taking extremely subtle steps, leading the way forward, leading Xiao Ran forward.

After following Chu Yan, Xiao Ran was much more relaxed.

Chu Yan led Xiao Ran forward while introducing in the tone of a person who had experienced it:

"These broken swords are all the swords of monks who died in the Battle of the Underworld after the Dharma-Ending Age."

Xiao Ran was puzzled.

"Why are all broken swords?"

Chu Yan explained.

"The sword will be broken until death. None of them escaped... Of course, they died more simply, but their complete sword has been corrupted by the Nether Poison and turned into dust, and will not stay here."

Xiao Ran thoughts and realized what he thought:

"It seems that the Broken Sword is the medal of the Dead Soldier."
To be continued...