This can't be blamed on Han Tianming, but on the golden giant sword that is so tempting.

As wide as a door panel, it makes people naturally suspect that there is a treasure hidden in the sword.

Who would have thought that this is not the case?

"It's so heavy!"

Han Tianming moved the sword stand as if he was moving a mountain.

This is not the weight of the sword, but probably the power of the Dao in the sword pavilion.

With his current body, even moving a mountain is easier than moving the sword stand now.

"Lift it up for me!"

Han Tianming gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, and the blood and energy in his body surged like a river.

"Boom boom..."

He hugged the sword stand with his arms, as if he was lifting a mountain out of the ground!

With a series of dull explosions, the sword stand slowly left the ground. It turned out that there was an order chain connected to it from below.

"I see something, use your spiritual energy to capture it!"

After the sword stand moved a short distance away, the hole underneath was exposed.

There was actually a dark black box lying quietly inside.

"It's easy to say...!"

This was the first time that Han Tianming had spent so much energy, and the effect was not very good.

He tried his best, but the sword stand was only one inch off the ground and moved half a foot.

It can be seen how solid the order chain below is.

"Hurry up!"

Feng Lingyin urged.

It turned out that the figure of the black-clothed sword puppet had appeared at the exit and entrance stairs between the seven-story pavilion!

Han Tianming knew that the situation was urgent without her urging.

Although he was currently an outer sect elder of the Xingyun Sect, the power of this identity was not particularly great.

There may have been many outer sect elders in the sect.

If the sect rules were really violated, he might be killed without mercy!

He divided his mind and energy with great difficulty to mobilize the spiritual energy in his body.

The spiritual energy transformed into a jade hand and probed into the gap!

"Hurry!"

Feng Lingyin said in a hurry.

She had a premonition of a huge crisis.

"Ah!"

Han Tianming let out a roar, and squeezed out a force from deep inside his body.

The sword stand was actually thrown up slightly by him!

"Boom!"

Soon, the divine chain of order below pulled the sword stand to the ground and returned to its original position!

Han Tianming fell to the ground and was detached for a while.

And in his hand, a flat black box lay quietly.

Just in the next moment, an extremely powerful divine thought swept over!

Originating from the top of the sword pavilion, the owner of this divine thought has an immeasurable realm.

The moment it swept over, Han Tianming was a little creepy.

Fortunately, except for the black box being taken out, everything here has returned to normal.

The divine thought only swept the sword pavilion up and down and then retracted.

Then the black-clothed sword puppets at the upper and lower ends of the seventh floor also slowly left.

Han Tianming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Senior Feng, what do you think of that person's strength?"

Inside the Dantian, the little Yuanying moved, looking up and asking the Shenhuang on the blue cloud.

His body was still in a state of exhaustion, and it took some time to recover.

"That's not a human."

Feng Lingyin corrected.

"I'm not sure what realm it is, but it won't be lower than the fusion stage..."

Such words surprised Han Tianming, and it was hard to imagine what kind of existence was on the top of the attic.

Could there be a sword puppet in the fusion stage in the Xingyun Sect?

Is the puppetry of the Xingyun Sect too prosperous?

"Have you ever heard of the Xingyun Sect?"

Han Tianming asked, but got a negative answer.

In fact, the moment he asked it, he also felt that this was a stupid question.

The other party was born in a relatively wild era. At that time, there were only three religions and six tribes between heaven and earth, and naturally there was no Xingyun Sect.

The so-called ancient times are actually just a vague concept of the past years, and the division is not particularly clear.

The real division should be called a certain era.

But the years are long and the ancient history is cut off, so the name of the era cannot be passed down.

But in general, the era of the three religions and six clans is definitely very early in ancient history.

Although the Xingyun Sect has a long history, it should only be in the last era.

After all, even the plunderers and the Yuan family have heard of the name of this sect.

"Listening to your description, it seems that this Xingyun Sect is the inheritance of Xuanmen..."

"It's just that it has more things compared to pure Xuanmen."

Feng Lingyin said slowly.

Judging from the skills practiced by Han Tianming, it is indeed a Xuanmen system.

But this sect seems to be all-encompassing, but the focus is on swordsmanship.

The previous Taoist sect was not like this.

Although there were people doing everything at that time, there was no fixed focus.

Some people like to do geomancy and measure feng shui. Some people like to hide in the world and advocate quietness and inaction. There are also extremely radical people who carry Taoist swords and ride cows into the world.

"Their puppetry seems to be very unusual..."

Feng Lingyin said softly, but this is not the inheritance of the Taoist sect.

Although Taoism has the Yellow Turban Warrior, paper-cutting to make a man, and throwing beans to make soldiers, they are fundamentally different from mechanical puppets.

"The time gap is too long, rituals and music have collapsed, and order has been reorganized. The world is no longer the world of one family or one religion."

Han Tianming smiled and said that the development of the times is like this, it is nothing more than collision and integration.

Whoever is strong will imitate it, gather the strengths of others, and strengthen himself.

As far as Han Tianming knows, there are some affiliated sects under the Xingyun Sect, which also have other skills of cultivating immortals.

It is not like the era of Phoenix. When it comes to alchemy and refining, people will think of Xuanmen Daomen, and when it comes to golden body Dharma, people will think of Buddha's West.

At this time, Han Tianming's body has almost recovered, so he slowly sat up from the ground.

He cast his eyes on the black box in his hand.

The box looks ordinary, with a flat shape like a large token, only the dark black color on it is like the night sky.

It seems to attract even people's attention.

Han Tianming took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and then slowly opened the black box in his hand.

After the box was opened, nothing special happened.

There was no strange light, nor a huge momentum.

There was only a yellowed book in the box, lying quietly.

It looks simple and unpretentious. To put it nicely, it is a return to nature, and to put it bluntly, it is shabby and old.

Only on the pale yellow cover, there were five big characters:

Nebula Ten Thousand Swords Classic!

"This..."

Han Tianming was quite surprised. It shouldn't be so bleak with such a name.

But it really looked like an ordinary book.

Feng Lingyin couldn't figure it out, so she didn't have any good suggestions at the moment.

She could only say to Han Tianming:

"Why don't you open it and take a look?"

Han Tianming nodded, and then opened the book that looked like it had serious traces of time.

On the first page, there was a line of words:

"Nebula Ten Thousand Swords Classic, Heavenly Sword Chapter."

Turning to another page, it was blank!

Both of them were stunned. After a long time, Feng Lingyin said:

"You seem to have been fooled..."

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