Depressed Fairy

"Uncle Master, these are my eight sects... my eight sects outside Qishan have kept the key to the destiny of the main body for four hundred years."

In the elegant pavilion, Chen Yuan sat in the main seat, looking at the long swords held in the hands of several elders of the eight sects, and nodded slightly.

Whoosh!

Next to him, a fiery red light flashed, and a small fiery red fox was seen running straight in front of several elders. He rolled up the long sword with his tail, then returned to Chen Yuan and presented it to Chen Yuan like a treasure.

"Master, please look!"

Chen Yuan lowered his head and looked at the long sword.

This is a simple long sword, completely black, as if wrapped in rust, with many ancient patterns vaguely visible.

The moment he saw this sword, the time mirror in Chen Yuan's chest trembled slightly.

"The power of time? No, something is different."

Raising his hand to pick up the long sword, Chen Yuan held it in his hand. After a moment of concentration, Chen Yuan directed a spiritual thought to penetrate into the sword, but the divine thought was bounced out directly.

"It's really extraordinary."

Chen Yuan flicked his finger, and his inner demon thoughts mixed with a little spiritual light seeped in. Although he was ejected instantly, he caught a weak flame in the sword.

True fire remains.

"However, this true fire is too weak compared to the true fire of the remnant soul of the demon. It cannot be used at all. It will be completely consumed in just one move. Not to mention, this seemingly ancient long sword is actually extremely tough. , I don’t know what kind of material it is made of, and it is difficult for my mind to penetrate it, so it is impossible to refine it.”

On the side, looking at Chen Yuan's contemplative look, Monk Xuan, Li Xuanji and others looked at each other carefully without saying a word, but they couldn't help but feel nervous, for fear that none of the three alliance leaders in the past had understood the key to success. , when it came to Chen Yuan's hands, it couldn't reveal anything special, which disappointed Qishan and left them.

Ever since that day, I saw Chen Yuan displaying his great power, defeating the incarnation of Star Lord, and refining five kinds of auras. I was really shocked. Afterwards, under the guidance of Li Xuanji and others, coupled with the bad information coming from various quarters, Changes occurred on many surrendered islands, and the Eight Sects of Qishan finally realized the danger of the situation, and finally decided to fully support Chen Yuan.

If Chen Yuan is just an unrelated person and eight disciples appear, then that's it. At best, they are just pretending and trying to take advantage of each other. It happened that after the records about Chen Yuan were found on that day, and the identity of the "Xuyanzi" Qishan legacy was determined, more information and records were unearthed, which finally allowed the elders of the eight sects to cling to him. thoughts.

After all, "Xuyanzi" is more qualified to call himself Qishan than they are!

If when the Eight Sects were strong and they heard that the Qishan legacy appeared, they might choose to suppress, exclude, or even obliterate them!

But now the strong and weak are changing positions, and the Eight Sects are the weaker side. They want to cling to Chen Yuan, but are afraid of making sincere sacrifices. Chen Yuan patted his butt and left after using his own group of people. Instead, he valued Chen Yuan's orthodoxy more. identity, for this reason, he did not hesitate to take the initiative to attribute the eight sects to the Qishan Outer Sect, in order to make the connection and cause and effect between the two sides justified.

Noticing the expressions of these people, the little fox sneered and puffed up his chest subconsciously.

He had already remembered it. No wonder he felt close to this man of the gods and worshiped him. It turned out that this person was actually the orthodox successor of Qishan!

Looking at these rabble who stole the name of Qishan, the fox felt full of superiority. He felt that if he rebuilt the sect in the future, he might be able to become the master of the Spiritual Beast Hall and manage these people who were clinging to the outer sect.

"good."

Suddenly, Chen Yuan looked at the ancient sword and praised: "It is indeed the key treasure of Qishan, and it does contain secrets."

Um?

Such a long sword is both important and important, but when it comes to its use...the so-called key to the formation is mainly to control the formation to protect the island. Apart from maintaining Qishan Island standing in the sea, there is not much strangeness, even It cannot be used against others, and there is no great magical power hidden in it.

Of course, Qishan Island is the foundation of the Eight Sects. If it is controlled by others, the foundation will naturally be shaken.

However, several alliance leaders have been studying it for hundreds of years and have not been able to get a glimpse of many secrets. How come you can tell it is good in just a breath of time? Is this the authentic method of Qishan?

Suddenly, they realized it!

"I'm afraid this person knows how to use this thing from the beginning."

Chen Yuan stood up immediately regardless of what others were thinking.

"Now that the key is in hand, it is not too late to go to the Grand Canyon and see what the Immortal Sect of the Ten Thousand Realms and the General Outline of the Ten Thousand Realms in the place where the power is taught look like. Are there any signposts to the Cave Realm?"

Chen Yuan now has a clearer plan, thinking of at least raising his cultivation level to the previous level before returning to Dongxu, but this does not prevent him from mastering the method and route to Dongxu first.

As soon as he thought about it, he stepped forward, and in a blink of an eye he was outside the Xingzhai Pavilion, and then he was about to rise on the clouds!

"Uncle Master! Uncle Master!"

Monk Xuan, Li Xuanji and others were shocked. They even showed the foundation of the sect, but they didn't get the response they deserved. How could they feel at ease? I thought I had made an act of surrender, and you had to express your gratitude no matter what, but what does it mean to just take something and leave?

"This key to luck is related to the eight sects...it is related to the safety of our Qishan outer sects. You hold it in your hand and you should give it to...you must be careful!" Monk Xuan shouted loudly, with a strong tone in his voice. Still weak, but with scruples in mind, I changed one sentence three times.

"I already know what you are thinking." Chen Yuan glanced at a few people and said with a smile: "Since I have received your worship and made a covenant of cause and effect, I will not ignore it, let alone bear the name of Qishan. How can you just leave?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took advantage of the wind and headed straight for the central rift valley!

Seeing Chen Yuan leaving in the direction, the other people's faces were still ugly, but Monk Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and said to them: "In any case, we finally got a promise, you can rest assured."

"How can we rest assured?" Si Jie shook his head and was about to say more when his mind suddenly changed and he looked towards the sea to the east.

Several other people were also looking in the same direction.

On the sea surface, I don't know when, there were already dark clouds rolling in, with a strong evil spirit inside, and several long laughter could be heard.

"Children of Bazong, I heard that the old ghost with red blood is dead! This is really sad! I don't know where his mourning hall is. I have to go see him off! Oh, what a pity. I have always wanted to settle old scores with him, but in the end But he died! How can I take revenge? Now, I can only let you juniors bear it!"

"It's the Dragon King's evil fate, the Black Qiu Ancestor!"

Everyone’s expressions changed suddenly!

On the other side, Chen Yuan's body was like a rainbow, falling straight into the dark canyon!

In the darkness, there were many strange sounds and twisted faces coming toward him, trying to surround him!

But when Chen Yuan squeezed the seal, the altar deep in the darkness resonated with him!

Buzz!

The ghost's face is frightened, and strange sounds are scattered!

Chen Yuan flicked his long sleeves to disperse the cold wind, and then flew straight all the way, arriving in front of the altar in a blink of an eye. Then he stopped slightly, his eyes and thoughts swept around, but he didn't see the dead body, so he pondered for a moment and walked straight up. The altar, in front of the stone tablet.

On the stone tablet, the sword-shaped groove trembled slightly.

The ancient long sword in Chen Yuan's hand resonated, and then he pressed it into the slot!

Buzz!

The entire Dark Rift Valley suddenly became quiet.

The voice disappears and the ghost face disappears.

A ray of light rose from the stone tablet and reflected on the mountain wall in the distance, forming a gate.

Boom!

The door is open.

A soft light surged out from it, covering Chen Yuan.

It's just before midnight...I'll have to fix it later.