Down from the mountain road, only a few steps away, the three returned to the car.

The heavy rain outside is getting more and more violent, and the storm is rushing. Even the souls that are not known on this carriage can not completely stabilize the body.

However, Yin Yang’s face is no longer half-gloomy. Regardless of the eye movements, it is all open-minded after seeing everything.

Zong Shouchu Xue came down from his body and stood at the door of the carriage. He only felt the whole body and bones, almost falling apart, and the deep sense of exhaustion also struck. However, he resisted it. He did not rush to rest. Instead, he turned his head and asked Yin Yang: "Does Yin really regret it? Once this Danling Mountain is out, it is not necessary to regret it."

Similarly, Yin Yang once told him once on the mountain road. Zong Shou directly moved to ask questions, and Yin Yang is also unambiguous, picking a sword and eyebrows: "Is the child not afraid of death, what is the fear of Yin Yang? Even if it is the **** of the ghost, Yin Yang accompanying the world to go on a trip and how ?"

Zong Shou was silent, and turned to the first snow, and then a meaningful smile: "Snow, it seems that I really look down on you. In the past three years, what happened to you in the Tianshan Mountains? Yu is no problem, how can you even like this spirit, do you like it so much?"

The first snow slammed his face, and his head seemed to have water vapor. I want to explain. But see Zong Shou, smiled and pinched her cheek: "Forget it! My family's snow, it was originally a love, flowers and flowers. Hey! Zong Ling, let him die." However, this life will not leave! This sentence, the young master, I have written down!"

The first few words are still a joke. But when it comes to not leaving the four words, the tone is extremely serious.

The first snow was slightly stunned, and when he was awake, Zong Shou had already entered the door.

As soon as he returned to the carriage, Zong Shou’s whole person was softened, and his limbs were stretched into a large character, muscles of the meridians, and convulsions.

The pain is especially worse than the last time with the Zong Yu and the sword Uwe, but it may have adapted to this physical relationship, and did not stun in the past.

"This kind of physical quality, if you do your best to fight with people, I am afraid that even a quarter of an hour can not hold!"

Silently smiled, Zong Shouqiang resisted the pain and exhaustion, sat up again, made a five-hearted posture, blended with the heavens and the earth, and then checked Dan Tian.

Just in a flash, Zong Shou took a breath of air. The mood is almost lost, and the complexion is suddenly white and white.

"There are those cold currents, but it is really this thing-"

Within his gas sea tires, at this moment, there are 18 more sword-shaped qis, which are moving in parallel veins.

It is obvious that it is a different kind of infuriating, but with those air masses within his own veins, it is almost water, no conflict, and it is assimilated together, regardless of each other.

Even his ideas can be motivated in a small amount. However, it is limited to its own veins and cannot be pushed to the outside of the body.

There is even more hint of implication, which is overbearing, but it is introverted and invisible, and does not feel any edge.

Zong Shou is eager for these swords, and the faint breath is also familiar.

"These swords are mostly the stunned gods that Lingyun's ancestors passed down, and there will be no mistakes. So, the legend is really true!"

In his body, it is the sacred sword of Ling Yunzong, which contains almost all mysteries. Sword power, sword power, sword gas, sword mans, sword rhyme, sword power, sword meaning, swordsmanship, sword spirit, all the secrets and methods of use, are no shortage, in the 'seed' way, containing its inside .

Just try to figure out, warm up, and cultivate, you can really master it, and easily in the future, Xicheng this Lingyun Zong secret pass.

It is rumored that when Ling Yunzong’s late show Yan Feibai first debuted, he already mastered some of the stunned gods and destroyed the sword, so it was invincible in the east. Even those who are strong in the heavens should shun the younger generation who only went to the ground.

Many people are speculating that this is far more than the martial arts idea of ​​Yan Feibai's own realm, how to learn.

Some people guess that it is from the ancestral hall of Ling Yunzong, this martial arts holy place. Some people also speculated that it was the first generation of eighteen swords that was broken by Yan Feibai on the Mingjian stage. The evidence is that the five-party continent, and the four major Yundao, all the Ling Yunzong disciples who had broken the Xiaoluojianjian array, are more or less mastered, and have mastered some of the swordsmen.

It’s just that this speculation has not been confirmed.

However, when thinking about this, the first thought of Zong Shou is not a surprise, but a sigh in the heart.

Lingyun’s Ming Jiantai is not just a place in Danling Mountain. All the five-party continents and the four islands have the same Xiaoluojian array. Even the twelve stone tablets are exactly the same.

The situation with the east of Yunlu is similar, and it has been 10,000 years, no one can break.

However, just two years later, it began with Yan Feibai. However, in just ten years, these sacred stone monuments on the five continents and four islands were either forcibly broken or succeeded by Linyi. In Lingyun Zong, there are dozens of genius figures who have risen one after another.

Looking at the entire cloud world, it is also a generation of talents, the wind is rising, the strong is like a cloud. The accumulation of martial arts in the cloud industry for nearly 10,000 years suddenly broke out before the psionic wave really came. The Emperor's Century is also a true era that belongs to peerless powers.

Today, he broke the shackles, and in the eyes of others at this time, it is tantamount to mythology, incredible. But if it is put in a few decades, there will never be many people who are surprised.

Because there are so many people who can do it at that time. At that time, the so-called genius was really like the Ganges Star Sands.

After sighing ~lightnovelpub.net~ Zong Shoucai began to examine the advantages and disadvantages of these 18 stunned gods.

Using the experience of past lives, I repeatedly tried to find out that after a time, I decided that the Lingyun founder had an 80% chance to do anything in these swords.

The reason why it is 80% is that it is a more appropriate and comprehensive method of exploration. These swords are deeper and deeper, and he can't touch them at the moment.

When the mind is relaxed, the face of Zong Shou will not float by the ecstasy.

He didn't care. Even the eighteen singers who came from the hands of Ling Yun’s founder, the sword of the gods, were in the eyes of Zong Shou, and they were only able to enter the eye.

However, at this moment, these swords are spiritual, but for him, it is like sending carbon in the snow.

With the control of mind, all the swords are shaped, and in the parallel, the two veins, all the acupoints, flow around.

Sure enough, almost all the different kinds of instinct and impurities have been crushed by the eighteen swords. It can be assimilated or excreted easily.

The only thing that is confusing is that these swords and seeds are absorbed and assimilated almost every moment, and the purest part of his body is infuriating.

Naturally, this situation was as early as he expected. If it is not wrong, this stunned the gods to destroy the sword, and when he is practicing the qi, it will be more powerful!

"The shackles of the little Luo Tianjian array are the eighteen stunned gods who destroy the sword. Then the warmth within those stone tablets is the kind of heavenly spirits?"

Zong Shou turned his mind back to the depths of the soul, and saw that the bud-like soul around the sea was surrounded by twelve runes.

One by one identification, it is the Qiankun yin and yang, the golden wood, the fire, the earth, the thunder, the twelve days.