40,000 Years of Cultivation

"Sure enough..."

Such a sword-testing battle full of antiquities is not comparable to the chaotic fire fighting of local sects. This is the way of negotiation in the upper-class society of the cultivation world!

Seeing this situation, Li Yao couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "A bunch of neuroses!"

This way, it seems to be very regular, very old-fashioned, clean and tidy, and even has a tragic sense of beauty.

But being able to cultivate to the mid-level of the foundation-building period is considered one of the elites in the society anyway!

If the elites of the whole society die so boringly, how can this society progress?

Li Yao couldn't help but think of the cultivators of the Star Federation who died heroically in the outbreak of the animal tide.

Death is lighter than a feather, but also heavier than a neutron star. Compared with the absurd and ridiculous way of death in the ancient world, Li Yao still feels that the fall of modern cultivation and civilization is more worthy of a lot of hard work!

He sighed softly, and continued to head towards his destination, Bairen Mountain Copper Furnace Peak.

Tonglu Peak is a very strange mountain.

Hundreds of sharp rocks were pierced into the sky like swords, spears, and halberds, but there was a deeply sunken flat ground in the middle, which looked like a huge volcanic crater and a super crafting furnace.

As long as the enchantment is set up above to isolate the aura from overflowing, the outside world will not be able to see what is happening inside.

Therefore, this peak was carefully constructed by dozens of generations of Ziji Sword Sect, and the camp has created a top-secret sword test field. If there is any secret weapon, ancient treasure, etc., if you want to test its power, it will Send it to the copper furnace peak to proceed.

Today is a rare day for Tonglufeng to open to all major sects in the world.

Because there is an unprecedented peak duel, which will be held here!

The battle between Jian Chi Yan Liren and Iron Sage Qi Zhongdao is known as the most exciting battle after two old monsters of the transformation of the gods broke into the void and disappeared in the duel a hundred years ago.

The most important figures in the entire cultivation world, the giants who are powerful and dominate the world, all gather here to observe the decisive battle between the two masters!

And Li Yao wants to enter the core circle of cultivation in the ancient sacred world in the shortest possible time, and establish his own brand of "Wu Nan old monster" in order to participate in the big events that can influence the trend of the ancient sacred world. This is the best. , Even the only chance!

"Qi Zhongdao, Yan Liren..."

Li Yao's eyes gleamed, the green dots on his eyebrows were about to move, and the thorns that had been condensed from warfare were once again released in all directions.

It is not that he is humble. He thinks that he can represent the highest combat power of the three modern civilizations of Tianyuan, Blood Demon and Fei Xing.

Qi Zhongdao and Yan Liren are the highest combat power in this ancient world!

The highest versus the highest, what kind of sparks can it collide?

Li Yao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was evaporated by the boiling blood before it slipped into the stomach.

Full of fighting spirit and deep anticipation, he headed towards Tonglu Peak.

Bronze Furnace Peak is like the stars holding the moon, set off by the lofty mountains, but there is no mountain road or chain link between it and the tops of the mountains. If you want to reach the Copper Furnace Peak, you must drive a flying sword, or step on a jade dish, or take a ride. Cranes, golden eagles, giant eagles and other spirit beasts and birds.

The peak duel between Qi Zhongdao and Yan Liren is naturally not something that any cat or dog can observe.

Ziji Jianzongmen, long ago set up sword formations and prohibitions around Tonglu Peak.

The colorful sword energy and the sword light that rushed into the sky surrounded the entire mountain in an airtight manner, and a single human hair and half a thought could not fly in.

Only big figures in the realm of comprehension can go in to observe the ceremony. Some small households' suzerains and heads are not qualified, and can only look forward to them under the Tonglu Peak.

Of course, there are also some monks from remote areas, especially the savages outside Huahua. First, they are sturdy and unruly. Second, they don’t know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and they are accustomed to being the king and hegemony in the place. The imminent disaster is a great opportunity for them to take the opportunity to rise and become famous.

Therefore, despite the rigorous formation of the Ziji Sect Sect, he actually wanted to force in.

As a result, it was natural to get a dusty nose, and even to lose his arm and break his leg before he knew it was amazing.

When Li Yao came, thousands of monks had already gathered under the Tonglu Peak. They were noisy, noisy, and noisy.

Opposite is the High Sky Swordsman of thousands of Purple Pole Sword Sect, standing in the void, long swords slowly circulating around him, like a silent steel forest.

There was a howl like a pig from the crowd.

However, there are more than a dozen casual cultivators who have just come from overseas immortal mountains, relying on their identity as returnees, and wanting to forcefully break into the sword formation of the Purple Pole Sword Sect, but they were taken back by others.

I don’t know what magical powers the sword formation of the Purple Extreme Sword Sect contains. These people can't see the slightest trauma on the surface. They don't even have the small blood spots poked by the embroidery needles, but they are invaded by the sword energy and endured thousands of swords. As painful.

They really couldn't help it, no matter whether they were watching, rolling all over the floor, and wailing again and again.

Waiting for a long time for them to howl for a long time, a few Ziji Sect Sect talents stepped forward, holding their sword hilt upside down, and chiseling on them for a while.

"Puff puff puff", a dozen of the returnees vomited black blood, their faces were pale, and they couldn't say a word. Where would you dare to make a second?

Among the onlookers, there were originally a few new born calves and rebellious generations who wanted to try the power of the sword formation of the Purple Extreme Sword Sect—even if they could not enter, if they could support it in the sword formation for a while, If you can retreat with your whole body, isn't that also a reputation, and the world knows it?

Seeing a few unlucky ghosts still huddled like dried shrimps, looking very embarrassed, these newborn calves looked at each other, their complexions were earthy, secretly thanking that they had no impulse just now.

Li Yao carried his hands on his back and walked towards the crowd without rush.

The whole body seemed to have an invisible oil film, which made him gently squeeze into the crowd like a loach.

When he came to a few hapless ghosts, he stepped over them without raising his eyelids.

"you--"

Many monks looked at Li Yao with strange and inexplicable eyes.

The Master Lingjiu played by Li Yao has the appearance of a barbarian from the Southwest, which is slightly different from the monks in the Central Plains.

Moreover, he traveled all the way, inspecting the local customs and customs, wearing a gray robe without any spiritual patterns and signs, which had long been tattered and badly worn.

Li Yao maintains the good habits of modern cultivation and civilization, converging his psychic energy to a level that is roughly at the beginning of the foundation period.

This can be regarded as his "standby state", which can extend the endurance combat capability to the greatest extent.

This is something that the cultivators of the ancient sacred world are not used to.

Because of the relatively strong spiritual energy here, with the exception of a few weird temperament, such as the "strange sage" in the "Three Sages of Da Gan" called Huazi Ba Xiaoyu, the average cultivator seldom hides his realm by a large margin. It's a big deal that releases power and demonstrates strength.

Especially in this kind of big scene of tense swords and war heroes, one by one is showing off like a peacock on the screen, lest they weaken their limelight and attract others' coveting and challenging hearts.

Everyone saw that Li Yao was just a naive, unremarkable foundation-building cultivator, but he swaggered towards the Ziji Sword Formation, and they couldn't help being surprised.

"Look, what is that barbarian doing?"

"Haha, another brash man who doesn't know good and bad and doesn't understand the rules, I'm afraid he wants to suffer from the Ziji Sword Array too!"

"Tsk tusk tusk tusk, we didn't go up, this kid actually wants to go up? Did he eat the bear heart and leopard gall, or didn't have eyes, didn't see these few people lying on the ground?"

"Don't worry, it's just a barbarian, let him hit his head and let his blood flow. Let's all have fun!"

Dignified, the celestial empire, these Central Plains monks have a bit of contempt for the barbarians from the foreign barbarians, snake charmers and miasma.

Moreover, they all heard that the barbarians were mostly narrow-minded, and they would be retributed to the canthus. They also had various vicious and vicious methods.

It is also very good to let this barbaric suffer a big loss and to hate the Purple Extreme Sword Sect.

At the moment, many people winked their eyebrows and used the magical power of "transmitting sound into secrets" that they thought were exquisite, condensing sound waves into threads, and there was a lot of discussion.

On the surface, they all smiled and nodded at Li Yao, and even took the initiative to leave the road, and made a gesture of "please" to make Li Yao come forward to die.

Li Yao didn't even bother to yawn at these shrimp soldiers and crabs, walked to the front of the Ziji Sword Formation without anyone else, and glanced at the lead sword repair indifferently.

"Hey, this savage barbarian who knows nothing about life and death dares to provoke Wu Jiuxing of'Ben Lei Jian'!

"Ha, I saw a good show. I really don't know which mountain valley is where such a ghost popped up. Who is his master? Didn't he teach him to go to the real world of cultivation, do he want to be a human being?"

Behind Li Yao, many monks continued to spread their voices into the secret, almost laughing out loud.

The face of Wu Jiuxing of the "Ben Lei Sword" was a sword repairman in the formation period. He was born tall and magnificent, with a sharp beard and sword, and a big face like a grinding plate. It was a black and black iron plate and two scarlet bull eyes. It is like two red charcoal **** inlaid on an iron plate.

There is a giant **** sword on the back, it is the size of a door, it is no different from an axe.

Seeing Li Yao swaggering towards him, Wu Jiuxing's bull's eyes instantly enlarged, and his breathing became thick and heavier, and all his muscles tightened!

Thousands of high sky swordsmen behind him also noticed Li Yao, and the originally tightly-fitting sword formations became a little messy.

"Ben Lei Sword is going to be furious, good fellow, I don't know if this kid broke dozens of bones, or just remove one of his arms?"

Numerous onlookers looked forward to see through, even the dozen or so returnee monks who had been rolling around and humming unknowingly held their breath, waiting to see Li Yao being slapped back.

People have this kind of psychology, I am unlucky, and I always hope that someone who is ten times more unlucky than myself will appear, which is a little comforting.

However, Wu Jiuxing, the famous "Ben Lei Sword", quickly scanned Li Yao's waist with an ordinary wooden sign without any signs, and finally confirmed his identity.

Immediately afterwards, the thick and furry arms were raised high and signaled to his subordinates. With a sound, thousands of high helmets and armored swordsmen, uniform and uniform, as if they were one person, gave Li Yao a great gift!

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There is something today, only two changes have been made.

Forget it, the total of 290,000 characters in August, which is the first time in recent months, has not reached the target of 300,000 characters per month.

Where do I start? At the end of July, my wife's body checked out a disease that sounded scary, and each other's emotions were a little low.

I basically ran to the hospital throughout August. Fortunately, the operation is very successful and the biopsy is no problem. I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. Thank you for your concern and blessings at that time.

I hope I can spend more time in September and devote myself to the world of "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation". The background of the ancient sacred world has basically been introduced. It should become more exciting and exciting later, please continue to look forward to it, because I I look forward to it, the legendary battle between ancient and modern!