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In the palace in the center of the ruins, the swordsman Qingfeng looked calm at this time, and he undoubtedly had the initiative in the situation.

As for Zhang Yi, he sighed in his heart, and the situation slipped to the worst possible scene.

As early as when he and Qi Daolin met on the island, the other party admitted that he had met the Blue Wind Swordsman. At that time, Zhang Yi had a bad feeling in his heart.

At this point, it was undoubtedly a guess.

And because the Blue Wind Swordsman holds the real "key" of the ruins in his hands, it is connected to the entire ruins to some extent.

Therefore, Zhang Yi's eyes of insight did not detect the other party's trace in advance, so that the other party has been hidden until now.

At this time, when the two faced each other, from the feedback given by the eye of insight, the strength of the Blue Wind Swordsman was even more tyrannical to the extreme.

The cultivation base in the middle stage of the fifth-layer heavenly saint realm, plus the opening of the two great treasures of gold and fire, as well as the cultivation of the advanced divine air sword art.

Zhang Yi has to admit that although he is sure to withdraw, if the two confront each other, he is indeed somewhat lost.

After all, this is a real veteran of Wen Jianshan, who has practiced for thousands of years, far from being comparable to the elite saints who have not yet reached their peak.

"Pity……"

"If my Earth Fire Demon Body breaks through to the third floor, and I turn on the God of Fire during the game, I'll be sure to fight against it."

"But now, it's a few levels worse."

Zhang Yi's thoughts flashed in his heart, and it was a pity.

Based on his current comprehensive combat power alone, although he is in the early stage of the Fourth Heaven, he is confident of defeating the peak Saint of the Fourth Heaven.

In the case of holding two heavy treasures, the Xuantian Mirror and the Ring of Giant Spirits, they can even retreat in the hands of the fifth-layered heavenly saint.

But that's the limit.

After all, Qingfeng Swordsman is a veteran saint, and the three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand is also a treasure.

Realm, Divine Treasure, Treasure, and even Divine Ability, Zhang Yi does not occupy an absolute advantage. If he chooses to force a fight, he will definitely lose, and there is no chance of winning.

...

After thinking about it for an instant, Zhang Yi gave up the fight for the inheritance of kendo.

Even if it may be related to the mystery of the rise of Sword Saint Luo Hai, but since it is impossible and there is no chance, Zhang Yi will not act rashly.

If he died in battle, he could rely on his origin to be resurrected in the astral world, but would he die peacefully in peace?

After all, for him, relying on the rude breakthrough of the Holy Land cultivation points is the trump card.

As for the inheritance of Sword Saint Luo Hai, although it is good, it is just the icing on the cake, which can make his martial arts path even smoother.

For a moment, Zhang Yi smiled and clasped his fists.

"As early as when I asked Jianshan, Zhang had heard the reputation of Qingfeng Swordsman with two sleeves and a breeze. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation.

Zhang Yi praised and said nothing about the incident of him and Qi Daolin smuggling into the ruins.

After all, from the root cause, the Blue Wind Swordsman who auctioned off the map and the "key" of the relic in the last round of the auction house is the real heir to the relic.

After that, Qi Daolin, who was on the side, also came back to his senses, and couldn't help but admire Qing Yuanzi.

"Ha ha."

"You guys should take this opportunity well. Some of the martial arts resources left by Sword Saint Luo Hai in the side hall are worth a thousand pieces of gold, and even I am a little moved."

Qing Yuanzi said with a smile, and immediately, his figure flashed, and he rushed directly to the main hall to obtain the inheritance of the swordsmanship.

Then, after his figure swept into it, a powerful formation was activated immediately, isolating the entrance of the main hall and the corridor.

"Sure enough, the opponent has mastered the "key" of the ruins and can operate some of the formations. "

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yi immediately shook his head slightly.

In this ruins, even if he breaks through the physical body, and the God of Fire is opened at the same time, I am afraid that there will be no chance to grab the food from the tiger's mouth.

The world is difficult to balance. At this time, Zhang Yi realized this feeling. The road to the peak of martial arts is not always smooth sailing.

"Brother Zhang..."

On the side, Qi Dao had a look of guilt on his face. It was because of him that Qing Yuanzi was able to discover the ruins on the island and enter here.

"The world is in a dilemma. Qing Yuanzi is a fifth-level heavenly saint. If he deliberately hides his body, who can find it, and fellow Daoist Qi doesn't need to mind."

Zhang Yi regained his composure and straightened his mentality, he said casually.

Then, he looked at the space corridor, and continued, "Senior Qing Yuanzi said it well. Although there is no kendo inheritance in this side hall, there should be precious martial arts resources left by Luo Hai."

"Fellow Daoist Qi, let's separate temporarily and find what we need."

Although he and Qi Daolin are in a cooperative relationship, it is better to be separated when exploring the side halls to search for martial arts resources.

Avoid unnecessary troubles due to distribution problems and hurt the friendship between the two.

And Qi Daolin also understood, so he nodded in response, and then he separated from Zhang Yi and took the initiative to rush to a side hall.

Seeing that Qi Daolin had already started to act, Zhang Yi no longer hesitated, and when he moved, he turned into a stream of light and rushed into the depths of the corridor.

Since Luo Hai's legacy of kendo is no longer available.

That Zhang Yi had to get enough benefits in the side hall, so that he could make a worthwhile trip.

...

After breaking into several side halls unsatisfactorily, Zhang Yi finally found his goal.

I saw that on the right side of the promenade, there was a quaint stone door leading to a side hall.

On the plaque above it, the three characters of Pill Treasure Hall are written with dragons flying and phoenixes.

Obviously, these three words came from the hand of Sword Saint Luo Hai.

"Pill Treasure Hall, it's here."

Zhang Yi Wangzhi suddenly showed a happy expression on his face, he immediately stopped and stopped at the entrance of the Pill Treasure Hall.

Immediately, he was the cultivation base of the fourth layer of heaven, and the vigorous real essence gathered his hands and suddenly pushed the door.

"Boom!"

The sound of Shimen moving came, and along with the billowing smoke, the heavy gate of the Pill Treasure Palace was gradually pushed open by Zhang Yiyi's hands, and then he stepped in.

This hall is not too spacious, you can see the end at a glance, but as Zhang Yi walked in, you could see the strong scent of medicinal herbs fluttering in the air, forming a cloud-like shape.

That's right, the scent of the medicinal herbs is invisible, but at this time, it can be seen by Zhang Yi's naked eyes, and when he inhales it, Zhang Yi has a sense of spirit floating, as if the nectar is brewed, intoxicating.

Obviously, this side hall did not disappoint Zhang Yi.

He looked around the hall, and saw that on the wooden cabinets, chopping boards, and even the ground, there were jade pill bottles scattered or neatly arranged, and in the bottles, there were pills of different colors. .

A small part of them exudes a dazzling sacred luster, and their efficacy has not faded for hundreds of years. It is obviously a top-quality medicine pill.

"Not bad."

There was a smile on Zhang Yi's face. He raised his hand and waved to open the space for the storage ring. Immediately, a suction force was born from it, and he put all the medicinal pills into it.

And some of the top-grade medicinal pills in the pill bottles that exude a dazzling luster are more focused on by him, and they are specially placed in one place to be explored after going out of the ruins.

If it is useful to him, then swallow it.

If it is useless, it will go to the auction house and exchange it for martial arts materials that can be used to cultivate the fire demon body.

"Good harvest."

Zhang Yi glanced at the abundant storage ring, whispered a word, and then looked around, intending to leave this Pill Treasure Hall and seize the time to find another harvest.

"Ok?"

"What is that, it seems a little strange."

Just when Zhang Yi retracted his gaze and was about to leave the Pill Treasure Palace, suddenly, a ray of kendo essence flashed away, and was sharply captured by his insightful eyes.

Zhang Yi's steps of leaving suddenly stopped, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

This side hall is not very big. Just now, Zhang Yi's spirit poured out, covering the whole side hall. He didn't miss a single corner, but he found nothing unusual.

But at this time, when he was about to leave, his penetrating eyes accidentally discovered subtle fluctuations.

"Did I almost miss something?"

Zhang Yi's mind was like electricity, and he quickly reacted. He couldn't help but quickly stepped forward and walked to the deepest part of the Pill Treasure Hall.

I saw there was a white jade chopping board, and behind it was a yellowed futon made of willow branches.

Obviously, this place should be the place where Sword Saint Luo Hai meditated in the Pill Treasure Hall.

And Zhang Yi's eyes fell on the sword barrel placed in the upper right corner of the white jade chopping board.

The whole body of the sword barrel was iron blue, and it seemed to be made of black gold iron, giving people a cold feeling, and inside it, there was a blue short sword.

Zhang Yi glanced at it and estimated that the length of the blue short sword was the size of a palm, which was inconspicuous.

But Zhang Yi was absolutely convinced that the subtle kendo fluctuations that he had just noticed by his insightful eyes came from this cyan short sword.

"Placed in the Pill Treasure Hall, is this really a short sword?"

Zhang Yi couldn't help but questioned, a little puzzled, because for the first time his eye of insight could not penetrate, and could not obtain the information of the cyan dagger.

You must know that even the Blue Wind Swordsman of the Fifth Heaven will still be discerned under his insight.

This means that this cyan dagger is beyond the scope that can be analyzed by the eye of insight, and it is a higher-level thing.

"Could it be related to Sword Saint Luo Hai?"

This thought flashed through Zhang Yi's mind. After thinking about it, he stretched out his palm, surrounded by a breeze, and wanted to hold the cyan dagger in his hand.

However, Zhang Yi lost his mind.

Under the firm grip of his palm, the blue short sword did not move at all, it was as heavy as a mountain, and it was difficult to be shaken in the slightest.

"rise!"

Zhang Yi drank low, clenched his right hand and tried again.

And this time, the vigor of the fire demon body in his body continued to explode, fully recovered, and the power of qi and blood rushed to the top, transforming into a real dragon phantom. The power of the flesh made the void tremble slightly.

However, Zhang Yi still failed, and the cyan dagger remained unmoved.

"Is it the same as the bronze gate at the entrance of the palace, it requires the will of kendo?"

Zhang Yi couldn't help thinking in his heart.

After all, when he entered the palace, he also opened the bronze gate with the will of kendo.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi immediately clenched the cyan dagger in his right hand again, and the silver sword soul in the sea of ​​consciousness glowed slightly, with the will of kendo overflowing from his palm, climbed on the cyan dagger, and gradually covered it.

A ray of kendo brilliance flashed, and the cyan dagger in Zhang Yi's right hand moved, and the lustre flashed away.

"Sure enough!"

Zhang Yi's heart moved when he saw this, and the silver sword spirit burst into full bloom, integrating waves of kendo will into it, and the cyan dagger slowly recovered from this.

With the passage of time, visible to the naked eye, a hazy lustre flickered from the sword, and an aura that sharply slashed everything gradually emerged.

Zhang Yi seems to have really got a treasure.

...

"I'm going, isn't it over yet?"

At first, Zhang Yi was full of expectations, feeling that he might get a treasure, but after a few hours, his face changed and he felt a little weaker.

This cyan short sword is like a dry desert, which has not been moistened by rain for hundreds of years.

At this time, after coming into contact with Zhang Yi's sword intent, he continued to swallow his power, making Zhang Yi unable to bear it.

By this time, even the silver sword soul in his sea of ​​consciousness had dimmed.

Zhang Yi understands.

If the blue short sword is allowed to be absorbed again, his sword soul will be irreversibly affected due to excessive wear and tear, and then the foundation of kendo will be shaken, which is unacceptable to him.

"stop!"

Even if the cyan short sword is far from recovered, it still looks very hungry, vigorously absorbing Zhang Yi's kendo will, but he has no stock.

Therefore, Zhang Yi reacted quickly, forcibly withdrew his palm, and took the initiative to leave the blue short sword.

After lacking the nourishment of sword intent, the cyan short sword returned to its original appearance again, without a trace of strangeness, as if it was no different from ordinary weapons.

"It's been hell."

In place, Zhang Yi couldn't help complaining.

He raised his hand to rest his forehead, feeling a burst of emptiness, and felt extremely weak from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Although his physical body and true essence are still at their peak, his spirit is extremely poor.

Zhang Yi had no doubt that if he fell at this time, he would most likely turn his head to sleep.

But you must know that he is currently in the ruins, which is not absolutely safe.

If Qingfeng Swordsman goes back and plans to bury him here, in his current state, I am afraid that if he can't even escape, he will be wiped out directly~lightnovelpub.net~ No way, he has to restore his state first. "

Although Zhang Yi is exhausted, he still has an accurate judgment. He knows that he must have a certain amount of combat power to prevent accidents from happening.

He was about to close the stone gate of the Pill Treasure Hall, and immediately covered himself with the Xuantian Mirror, entering a state of retreat.

In this way, after three days and three nights, Zhang Yicai felt that the silver sword soul had barely returned to normal.

Although it is still dim, it will not affect its own state and combat power.

"Oh, that's all for now."

Zhang Yi sighed.

He knew that the silver sword soul was only recovering initially.

Under the unscrupulous absorption of the cyan short sword, he wanted to recover completely and make the silver sword soul shine again, and he was afraid that he would need to meditate for several years.