Because I can't say in detail, these things are already the origin of the Nine Heavens Clear Frost Art. Even in the Palace of Changsheng, they should be left to the shelf and it is impossible for outsiders to easily know.

The reason I can know this is entirely because in the last life of the world-destroying war, all the trump cards of each sect were revealed, and all the secrets were exposed, and some even secret techniques were lost.

Now, if you explain it simply by one or two sentences, if you continue digging further, you will probably tell the history of the ancient catastrophe here...

"Anyway, since ancient times... some excellent Dharma-image powerhouses cannot resist this ancient martial arts. You understand..."

Tang Tiandu looked at Lin Fei without saying anything, but a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes...

"That, probably... I understand..."

After hearing this set of explanations, Qi Yue was a little confused and couldn't figure out how Lin Fei knew so much...

But when Lin Fei saw him looking over, he didn't ask much, just nodded a little.

"Okay, you guys hurry up and leave. This is not a place to stay for a long time." Lin Fei smiled.

“Yes, yes…”

Qi Yue was reminded immediately and almost forgot about this.

Now is not the time to go into the deeper. After experiencing this battle, the Earth Fire Element has become extremely unstable and may collapse or even collapse at any time.

Now leave this place quickly, the key is to get out of here.

Otherwise, if he hadn't died in the hands of the Fire Demon Emperor and Fang Duan, but was destroyed by accident, he would have been shocked.

"Senior Brother Lin, why don't you leave?"

However, as soon as he turned around and was about to leave, he saw that Lin Fei had no intention of moving, and suddenly remembered that Lin Fei said just now, just asking him to wait for others to leave, and he seemed to have no intention of leaving...

"You go first, I still have a magic weapon to refine..." Lin Fei shook his head: "The earth fire element here is extremely powerful, it is a natural treasure refining place. You can't find such an environment when you go out."

"But, but..." Qi Yue was hesitant when she heard this, and was more or less relieved.

However, at this time, Tang Tiandu looked at Lin Fei deeply, said nothing more, and turned around and left.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Lin Fei smiled and said, "I think the road back will not be peaceful. You can take care of it when you go back together."

"yes…"

Qi Yue hesitated for a moment and had to turn around and leave.

Watching the figures of the two men gradually disappeared from a distance, Lin Fei withdrew his gaze and looked at the pile of stones that suppressed Fang Duan again...

With a wave of his hand, he turned into a free formation and flew out.

…

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed...

During this period, some small changes have also occurred in the Sword Sect.

First of all, after returning from the ground, Tang Tiandu and Qi Yue stayed in the Tianyuan Dao Palace for a whole day, and then returned to their respective peaks at night.

Since then, the Tianyuan Dao Palace has suddenly become lively.

Wang Lingguan and Song Tianxing brothers from Tianxing Peak, Zhou Yun who guards the Taoist Palace, Qiu Yuehua on Yuheng Peak, and even the sword-making peaking peak without a leader, all sent several disciples to enter the Tianyuan Taoist Palace...

The disciples went in and out of the Tianyuan Dao Palace and became extremely busy.

However, after they returned to their respective mountains, they gathered manpower and material resources to strengthen their respective formations one level.

The day passed by busy days. Although no one said anything, invisibly, even the most ordinary outer disciples could feel the change of the atmosphere.

The entire Sword Sect fell into a state of panic.

It seems that at any time, you may fall into a big battle...

The last time this atmosphere occurred, it was when the nine major sects jointly attacked...

At this time, nearly a thousand miles away from the Wenjian Sect, an incredible warship was slowly passing through the clouds...

This battleship looks at least a thousand feet wide, and at first glance, it is like a city floating in the air.

But from the huge muzzle covered with runes, it can be clearly felt that even a city is a war fortress that can stop thousands of monks...

This seems to float very slowly, but in fact, it can cross a distance of more than ten miles in just a short moment.

It doesn't seem like it will be able to reach the position of the Sword Sect in a long time...

In an antique room on this battleship, several people sat around...

"Uncle Master, I asked the Sword Sect before. How dare these people attack me? It is obvious that they don't take my Changsheng Palace seriously. This time they must pay the price."

The person who spoke was Wu Ying, who was defeated by Lin Fei. At this time, the originally handsome face had scars on her face, and she looked almost disfigured.

As he spoke, he clenched his fists tightly and talked about his past experiences, he was gritting his teeth.

This is quite rude, but everyone sitting is not surprised, and even understands it quite well...

Wu Ying was originally from a prestigious cultivation family, and some of them served as elders in the Palace of Eternal Life. From birth to entering the Palace of Eternal Life, they never suffered any grievances.

The mentality brought by this kind of background is extremely high.

Now, he was frozen into a popsicle in the ruined Sword Sect and sent back to the mountain gate.

Such a shame can only be repaid with blood...

Wu Ying, who was originally calm in nature, was so confused by the idea of ​​being a little bit shabby on the way, and her mind was full of revenge on the Sword Sect...

However, at this time, those who are sitting here are at least true disciples of the Changsheng Palace. They don’t have to pay attention to him in terms of their identity, and no one is accompanying him to go crazy.

They all ignored him in a tacit understanding, but they all looked at the old man sitting in the first place, who was called the uncle of Wu Ying...

The old man looked quite thin, with a white beard hanging on his chest, and a wide gray Taoist robe on his body, as if wrapped in a piece of dead wood...

At this time, I just sat there quietly, and I burst out with coughs from time to time. My breath was also ordinary. It seemed that I was just an ordinary old man in the mortal world...

In contrast, the others sitting in this room seem much more extraordinary.
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