Spirit Sword Sovereign

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Chapter 552

When leaving Xuanjian Valley, it was dusk.

The people gathered at the Wanjian Pavilion outside the mountain gate have already dispersed, and they have put into hard work as usual, and have not noticed any strangeness at all.

Chu Xingyun stood in the sky, eyes down, overlooking the entire Wanjian Pavilion.

Buzz!

A strange light flashed over him. Immediately, the Wanjian Pavilion in his vision began to gradually become nothingness. Instead, it was a stream of shining lights, spreading across the entire space.

After the sound of the film, Chu Xingyun's eyes no longer have the view of the Wanjian Pavilion. The only thing is a huge streamer ancient tree. It is hidden in the depths of Wanjian Mountain. The trunk is thick and the branches are numerous. Bright and brilliant.

In fact, this ancient tree of streamer is composed of spirit veins.

The Wanjian Pavilion has been inherited for thousands of years, with a rich heritage, and naturally has many spiritual veins.

The trunk of this ancient streamer tree is a terrestrial spirit vein, hidden under the Wanjian Hall for more than six hundred meters, after that, it is eighteen branches, each branch is Xuan level Spiritual veins, hidden under the eighteen sword main peak.

After that, there were hundreds of yellow-level spirit veins spread all over the Wanjian Pavilion.

It is precisely because there are many spirit veins that Wanjian Pavilion will become a holy place for cultivation and the operation of thousands of sword arrays will be maintained. At the same time, these spirit veins are also the foundation of Wanjian Pavilion.

When Chu Xingyun examined the spirit line, behind him suddenly appeared a long figure.

It was a python, with a full body and a dark color. There was no mystery in it. It was ordinary, but its eyes contained spiritual light, and it seemed to possess human intelligence.

This python is awe-inspiring.

During the trial of the sword wash pool, Chu Xingyun inadvertently discovered this too-empty spirit python, and entered into an equal treaty with it. He took the sword wash pool without knowing it.

But at that moment, Taixu Devouring Ling Python was seriously injured, and Chu Xingyun put it in the storage ring, so that he could rest assured of healing.

During the recent period, Taixu Ling Python finally recovered, but because of the previous tension, Chu Xingyun never let it out.

The Taixu biting spirit python is an ancient beast, and its spiritual wisdom is not under humanity.

At this moment, it stared at the spiritual veins below, and the snake eyes burst into excitement. It seemed that they could not wait to devour these spiritual veins into the abdomen, thus improving their cultivation strength.

However, the Taixian biting spirit python did not dare to take any action.

It can keenly feel that the location of these spirit veins is equipped with many sword arrays, especially the ground-level spirit vein, and it is guarded by a seventh-level sword array, which is extremely dangerous.

Now, it is still in its infancy, and it is cultivated to have only three heavenly spirits, and it is close to these spirit veins. It will definitely be extremely miserable in the end, and it will even die on the spot.

Mindful of this, Taixu Ling Python somewhat helplessly withdrew his eyes, turned his head, and stared at Chu Xingyun with a weird eye. The snake's head kept shaking, seeming to be urging.

Feeling Taixu's gaze to the spirit python, Chu Xingyun laughed and said: "Let's go."

The language fell, Chu Xingyun's body turned into a streamer, and he quickly rushed in the direction of Wan Jiandian. Behind him, Taixu Ling Python followed closely, and the speed was equally amazing.

Soon after, one person, one snake, came to the Wanjian Hall at the same time.

Although Fan Wujie had left Wanjian Pavilion, countless grey-clothed guards were still stationed in Wanjian Hall. The fierce momentum alone made people dare not come close at will.

Chu Xingyun fell to the center of Wanjian Temple. Here, not only the center of Wanjian Mountain, but also the origin of the ground-level spirit vein. Below, the entire ground-level spirit vein is awesome.

"Are you ready?" Chu Xingyun glanced back at Taixu Yanling Python, and let Taixu Ling Python stunned for a moment. Immediately, it raised his head high, his eyes glanced at Chu Xingyun, and it revealed A trace of sarcasm.

This scene suddenly made Chu Xingyun cry and laugh.

Between him and Taixu Devouring Spirit Python, an equality treaty has been concluded. Both parties have equal status, not master-slave relationship, so Taixu Devouring Spirit Python still retains its pride and pride.

With a sudden step, Chu Xingyun's body floated to the sky. On his body, the spiritual power had already leaped like a tide. With him as the center, he walked in all directions, just like a vortex, sweeping the sky and earth.

"Loose!"

As Chu Xingyun spit out a word sound, his hands kept pinching out the complicated handprints, and the imprints emptied into the air, and fell on the ground-level spirit veins accurately, making the whole spirit vein roar.

Click!

At this moment, the ground-level spirit vein buried deep under Wanjian Mountain suddenly shivered, as if injected into life, shaking those soil layers away.

The light in Chu Xingyun's eyes was great, and his hands were scratched in the void, and the invisible power of the shadows acted on the entire territorial spirit vein. Then, he suddenly grabbed it!

If this scene is seen by others, it will definitely be shocked beyond recognition.

Chu Xingyun at the moment is actually pulling away from this prefecture-level spirit vein!

"Don't do it yet?" Chu Xingyun held the territorial spirit vein tightly in his hand and drank at Taixu Devouring Spirit Python.

The snake eye of Taixu biting the spirit python trembles, it seems a little dissatisfied, but its movements are not slack, its body turns into streamer, and it plunges straight into the ground, approaching the past to the spirit vein of the ground level.

When it touched the level spirit veins, the body of Taixu biting spirit python suddenly changed to become six hundred meters long, and the body creeped, no longer a snake shape, but simulated the shape of the level spirit veins, deep Buried deep into the ground.

Upon seeing this, Chu Xingyun smiled with satisfaction, and his hands suddenly exerted force, pulling the entire ground-level spirit vein out, and was instantly included in the reincarnation stone.

"Did you feel something strange?" At this time, a grey-clothed guard in Wanjian Hall seemed to feel something, and suddenly asked out loudly.

"Strange?"

A grey-clothed guard next to him was stunned for a moment, his eyes closed, he felt a little carefully, and finally shook his head and replied: "Everything is as usual, and there is nothing strange."

"Maybe I just entered the cultivation state, I had an illusion." The gray-clothed guard scratched his head, and then did not think about it again, and entered the cultivation state again.

Chu Xingyun took this scene into his eyes. At the same time, he also looked around the Wanjian Pavilion, and when no one noticed something strange, he nodded in satisfaction.

He glanced at Taixu Ling Python disguised as a territorial spirit vein, and sighed secretly in his heart: "It is a legendary ancient beast, and his magical power is amazing. At this moment, it is disguised as a terrestrial spirit vein, and it can almost be fake. I am afraid that even if Fan Wujie was present, I would not be able to find the true territorial spirit, which has already been taken away by me. "

In the field of vision, the Taixu Devouring Spirit Python has been disguised as a territorial spirit vein, with a similar form and a distorted posture. Even the unique breath of the spirit vein is the same.

Although Chu Xingyun had known this for a long time, it was still amazing to see such a magical scene with his own eyes.

After a while, Chu Xingyun recovered.

He did not stay here long, but flew Yukong, ran toward the main sword master peak.

The territorial spirit veins have already been taken into the bag. Of course, the remaining 18 mysterious spirit veins will not be missed in vain. Anyway, the space of the reincarnation stone is infinite, even if there are more spirit veins, it can be easily received. .

As for those Huang-level spirit veins, Chu Xingyun did not forcefully pull it down.

As we all know, these spiritual veins are the foundation of Wanjian Pavilion. While maintaining the operation of thousands of sword arrays, they are constantly nourishing the entire Wanjian Mountain and providing cultivation supplies for everyone.

After the level-level spirit veins and the mysterious-level spirit veins are drawn away, Wanjian Pavilion will definitely be greatly affected. Once these yellow-level spirit veins are also drawn away, the entire Wanjian Mountain becomes an ordinary mountain.

Such a move is really stupid, and it is easy for Chu Xingyun to become a suspect.

In view of this, Chu Xingyun deliberately left these Huang-level spiritual veins.

In the first place, he can use the Huang-level Spirit Vessel to improve the cultivation behavior of the Taixu Devouring Spirit Python.

Secondly, it is also possible to create an illusion and maintain the Wanjian Pavilion as it is.

It's been a long time since these Huang-level spirit veins were swallowed up by the Taixu Spirit Python, and no one would doubt Chu Xingyun's body. Even if it was Brahma, there would be no trace of it.

After all, Fan Wujie's thoughts are deep, he is just a nirvana, and what he sees, hears, and thinks is not Chu Xingyun's opponent at all.

The secret things that Chu Xingyun did before prove this perfectly!

After eighteen Xuan-level spirit veins were drawn out, the sky was already dark, and Jiaoyue was suspended in the air, and a touch of gentle moonlight was sprinkled down, putting a silver coat on Wanjian Mountain.

In the Wanjian Pavilion, the lights were bright and the light was dim. There was no difference from the past. Everything was so peaceful and quiet.

Chu Xingyun stood on the top of Wanjian Mountain, swept through the night wind, rolled up his robe, and made the sound of hunting, but he didn't care, his eyes narrowed, and he carefully looked down.

He seemed to be thinking, and he looked coldly, making it impossible to see through.

After a long time, Chu Xingyun's arm waved and called the white tiger out.

His figure moved, and fell firmly on the back of Baihu. He looked back at Wanjian Pavilion and stared forward. He said softly, "Baihu, let's go home."