Chapter 213: Sword Mountain Leaves a Mark, Mysterious Sword World

The black box and blood cloth in front of him, under the double scrutiny of the naked eye and the divine consciousness, did not show any abnormality.

However.

Han Yi used the method of elimination. So far, the only suspects were the newly acquired black box and blood cloth.

After thinking about it, he put the black box and blood cloth away. He was in the Chixiao Sword Sect, which was one of the three major sects. He did not believe that the Wenxiang Sect could sneak in and kill people.

After putting away the box, Han Yi took out two things.

A Qiankun ring and a golden ruler.

The golden ruler was about one meter long and three inches wide. At first glance, it looked like a golden wooden board. On the golden ruler, two large golden characters were engraved on it.

Jin Ting.

This was a low-grade magic weapon. Among the low-grade magic weapons, it was also of a high grade, similar to the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword, but it was not handy for him to use it, so Han Yi put it away first.

Next, it was the Qiankun Ring. Wen Zhen's cultivation was only at the early stage of the Golden Core after all. From the perspective of divine mind restriction alone, he was a little weaker than Han Yi.

It took Han Yi only two days to break the divine mind restriction of the Qiankun Ring.

However.

Compared with the previous Qiankun Ring obtained from the assassin Yan Bu of the Black God Tower, the things in this Qiankun Ring seemed relatively shabby.

There were only more than 700 pieces of top-grade spirit stones.

A Jade Moon Fairy Boat, which was a low-grade magic weapon fairy boat produced by the Xingyue Sect, and the price was similar to that of the Earth Fairy Boat.

In addition, there were also middle-grade spirit stones, a number of low-grade spirit stones, and scattered magic tools, including top-grade magic tools, top-grade magic tools, etc., which were mixed but not messy.

In a corner of the Qiankun Ring, Han Yi found a nameplate, which was the identity nameplate of the Supreme Elder of the Wuqing Sect, showing his name, Wen Zhen.

In addition to this identity nameplate, there were also other corresponding identity information.

After some identification, Han Yi came to a conclusion with some doubts that the middle-aged monk he killed had an identity, that is, the Grand Elder of Wuqing Sect, Wen Zhen.

Wuqing Sect is a Jindan Sect in Dagan. Its sphere of influence is in the southwest of Ganzhou, which is relatively remote.

However, even if Han Yi's guess is correct, this Wen Zhen, in addition to being the Grand Elder of Wuqing Sect, has another identity, that is, one of the hall masters of Wenxiang Sect.

A moment later, when Han Yi's consciousness was about to withdraw, he found something shaped like a formation plate in another corner of Qiankun Ring. He flipped his hands and took out the formation plate.

There was a blood-red fluid in the formation plate, but after he took out the formation plate, the fluid that was originally flowing unconsciously in the formation plate suddenly hit his direction, hit the edge of the formation plate, and bounced back.

Han Yi frowned, and tried to turn the array disc. But as he turned, the blood-red fluid also changed the position of the edge of the array disc, but it always pointed to Han Yi's position.

There is a problem.

This is a very clear direction array disc.

Han Yi's mind moved again, and he took out the black box that he suspected before, and moved the black box with his consciousness to ten meters away.

Then, the blood-red fluid on the array disc suddenly changed direction and hit the edge of the array disc. It has changed from his position to the position of the black box ten meters away.

Sure enough.

There is a problem with this black box.

Han Yi rolled up his consciousness, opened the black box, took out the blood cloth inside, separated the blood cloth from the black box, and formed a corner with his position, and then constantly changed the positions of the three, but no matter how he moved, the direction of the fluid in the array disc always pointed to the black box, not the blood cloth or himself.

So far.

Han Yi suddenly realized.

There was indeed nothing wrong with the blood cloth. The problem was with the black box. Someone had tampered with the black box. The blood-red fluid in this strange array pointed to the black box. Since the black box was on him, he could naturally find himself through it.

As for what the tampering was, Han Yi had no way to find out for the time being. There were too many strange instruments in the world of immortal cultivation, and no one could guarantee that they could all know them.

But knowing the source would make it easier.

Han Yi packed the blood cloth with other boxes, stood up, and prepared to escape and find a place to throw away the problematic black box, but suddenly stopped.

Since he knew that there was something wrong with the black box, could he use this box to do something, such as setting a trap, or diverting a possible second wave of pursuit.

It didn't make sense for him to just take a beating without fighting back.

A fierce look flashed in Han Yi's eyes, and he put the black box back into the storage bag, and then put away the strange array.

Then.

He calmed down and practiced.

No matter what happens, cultivation is always the first priority. His cultivation at this moment is purely to push the realm.

However.

Lu Yi's fate is still vivid in my mind.

In the world of immortal cultivation, the art of protecting the way is as important as the realm.

Han Yi's several skills have reached the level of returning to the original state, and there is no hope of breakthrough in the near future. The most important thing for him now is to push the realm first, and then slowly improve his proficiency after the formation of the pill.

One month later.

Han Yi left the guest reception building. Because Ding Jiansheng returned to the Chixiao Sword Sect, no one disturbed Han Yi in this month, and there was no dog-blood incident of fellow disciples snatching points and credit.

In the depths of the Chixiao Sword Sect, on the mountain road leading to the top of the Chixiao Mountain, two figures walked slowly up.

"Congratulations, Han Daoyou, your realm has improved again. I believe that after a while, I will hear the good news that you have formed the pill."

Ding Jiansheng, who has always been aloof, led Han Yi, as if he were a mortal, with a face full of awe, like a pilgrim, step by step towards the real Chixiao Mountain. He turned his head and glanced at Han Yi behind him, and his awe turned into complexity.

"The Heavenly Secret Feast has only been more than three years. Three years ago, fellow Daoist was only in the late stage of foundation building. Now, he is at the peak of foundation building. This progress in cultivation makes Ding feel ashamed."

Ding Jiansheng's complexion was precisely because Han Yi's cultivation had improved greatly almost every time they met.

The first time they met was the Emperor's birthday. In Yuque Baoguitian, Han Yi overwhelmed many Tianjiao and took the lead, which made him want to fight, but he knew that it was more important to snatch the Linggui Jade at that time. As for the battle with this cultivator of the same level with amazing swordsmanship, it could be postponed.

However, he didn't know that from then on, there would be no chance again.

The second time they met was at the Tianji Ceremony. He used the Linggui Jade to enter the middle stage of foundation building, while Han Yi was already in the late stage of foundation building. He started with the Chixiao sword technique, and three swords were fired at the same time, but Han Yi easily dodged it. Before he could react, he had already circled around him with the sword.

If it was not a performance, but a life-and-death battle, he would have died.

The third time was when he went to Xuanxian Pavilion to invite Han Yi to Chixiao Mountain to leave a sword seal. At that time, although Han Yi was still in the late stage of foundation building, his aura was noticeable and he had improved. The invitation was fruitless, and the exchange was easily defeated by Han Yi.

At this moment, it was the fourth meeting.

Behind Ding Jiansheng, Han Yi followed step by step, but his eyes revealed curiosity and solemnity.

This fairy mountain in the deepest part of the Chixiao Sword Sect is not high or magnificent. From the perspective of mortals, it is really ordinary.

But when Han Yi's eyes switched forms, emitting a light golden light, he observed with the Qi-watching technique that on both sides of the mountain road leading to the top of the mountain, every blade of grass, every piece of sand, and every stone all emitted a deep, sharp, overbearing, or gentle sword intent, as if these blades of grass, sand, and stone were not real objects, but were all derived from sword intent.

Rumor has it.

First there was Chixiao Mountain, then there was Chixiao Sword Sect.

Another rumor.

Chixiao Mountain is not a mountain, but a semi-immortal weapon, the foundation of Chixiao Sword Sect.

Perhaps Han Yi's cultivation was not enough, and he could not see anything else except the sword intent of this immortal mountain.

He retracted his gaze and fell on Ding Jiansheng who was walking in front, and said with a smile:

"It's just that I have some luck and luck to have my current cultivation. Fellow Daoist Ding, there is no need to belittle yourself. Everyone has different personal experiences."

Han Yi was not proud, let alone complacent.

He knew clearly that he was at a higher level and stronger than Ding Jiansheng, and that he had gone through many tribulations over the years to get to where he is today.

However.

During this period, he met many people and experienced many things, and he began to think about the subtle relationship between disasters and cultivation, realm and skills.

In the past, he would never have thought about it.

There was a saying in his previous life that it was very true that reading ten thousand books was not as good as traveling ten thousand miles.

The same is true for cultivating immortals.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Ding, it is rumored that Chixiao Mountain is the foundation of your sect, but why would you invite foreign swordsmen and leave sword marks? Aren't you afraid of being taught swordsmanship, or peeping into the secrets of Chixiao Mountain?"

This question was raised when Ding Jiansheng invited him to Xuanxian Pavilion three years ago, but he was not invited at that time and did not ask on the spot.

Ding Jiansheng turned his head, looked up, and looked at the immortal mountain. There was a subtle light jumping in his eyes. If these lights were magnified hundreds of times, their shapes could be seen clearly. These were all sword-shaped lights.

This is the daily practice of Chixiao swordsmanship, visualize the sword, integrate the heart with the sword, be sincere to the sword, and unite the heart with the sword.

"Chixiao Mountain is indeed the foundation of my sword sect, there is nothing wrong with this sentence."

"However, my sword sect follows the path of inclusiveness, embracing all rivers and seas, and embracing all sword intentions and all sword techniques. Inviting swordsmen to leave sword marks will benefit our sect more than harm."

"The sword intentions in the world are infinite, there are blazing flames like fire, heavy like soil, light like wind, clear and soft like water, swift like thunder, dark and lightless, and cold like snakes. These are all sword intentions."

"For foreign swordsmen, what they learn is one move after another, but my Jianshan, after a long time, has already learned infinite sword intentions, and has the ability to comprehend it by itself."

"The gains and losses should not be calculated at the moment."

At this point, a lonely and arrogant sword intention slowly emanated from Ding Jiansheng's body and began to rise.

His arrogance is his sword intention and his life.

Unconsciously, the two had walked through a long mountain road and finally arrived at Jianshan.

Han Yi's sight moved away from Ding Jiansheng and fell on Jianshan in front of him.

There was nothing special in his sight.

This was an ordinary fairy peak. From the area point of view, it was even half the size of Xiaolingxu Peak where Han Yi had stayed.

Wild grass, flowers, ancient trees, strange stones, thatched houses, everything in sight was such an ordinary configuration.

There was only one thatched house, located on the edge of the cliff of Chixiao Mountain, and it looked ordinary.

"That is the residence of the supreme elder of my Sword Sect." Ding Jiansheng's sword intent was restrained, pointing to the thatched house, and then pointing to other places: "Except for that thatched house, Daoyou can go to any place to stimulate swordsmanship and condense sword seals."

Han Yi nodded.

This was his first time to walk on Chixiao Mountain, and it was very likely the only time.

He was not in a hurry, but walked around the Sword Mountain like a mortal. This time, he did not try any magic to avoid causing any bad reactions.

Before that, Han Yi had also been told what foreign swordsmen should do and what they shouldn't do when they came to Sword Mountain.

What you should do is very simple. Walk up to Sword Mountain, choose a place, and use your sword skills, sword moves, and sword tactics to stimulate Jian Mountain's reaction. Sword Mountain will guide it, condense it into a sword seal, and land on it. On Sword Mountain.

What you shouldn't do is to use skills other than swords. Of course, these skills do not include prying spells such as Qi Watching. Sword Mountain can be open to all swordsmen in the world, so you are not afraid of prying eyes.

However, if it is other skills, such as Han Yi suddenly using the Spiritual Void Finger, or a Spirit Flame Technique, Jianshan will default to a monk attack. Under a spontaneous counterattack, the power is not even 10%, but even if it is the Nascent Soul Lord , enough for him to drink a pot.

These two points are the things you need to pay attention to when going up Sword Mountain. Apart from these two points, there is nothing else.

After Han Yi walked around, he walked to the cliff on the other side of the thatched cottage, and then activated the Qi-gazing technique.

Under the qi-watching technique, endless sword skills, sword moves, sword intentions, sword techniques, and sword movements suddenly exploded within the sight.

Rumble.

The invisible oppression formed a terrifying power, crushing towards him.

This moment.

Han Yi saw a swordsman sitting cross-legged on a solitary peak. With one sword shot, ten thousand swords were born, covering the sky and the sun, making the world cold and cold.

There is a swordsman who travels all over the world and travels to the four extremes. He holds a wooden sword. The wooden sword is ordinary. With one sword, he can kill the demon king, destroy the evil witch and kill the wild beast.

There is a swordsman who claims to be a master of swordsmanship. After hundreds of years in the mortal world, he has learned the way of swordsmanship. He builds the foundation with swords and gathers the golden elixir of swordsmanship. His sharpness is astonishing.

…

Sword, sword, sword!

In just an instant, the terrifying sword appeared in front of Han Yi under the power of Qi Wang.

It was only for a moment that Han Yi closed his eyes immediately. After three minutes, he dared to open his eyes slightly. In his eyes, the sword light danced, which was left in his eyes under the Qi Gazing Technique just now. Remaining traces.

"Fellow Daoist Han, are you shocked?"

Ten meters away, Ding Jiansheng looked at Han Yi with a rare smile in his eyes.

"The vegetation, trees, sand and gravel on the mountain road just now are just the most insignificant infection from the real Sword Mountain on the top of Chixiao Mountain over the years."

"And what you saw just now is the real Sword Mountain, but it is only the reflection of the sword seal of the Sword Mountain."

"The true power of Jianshan has been recorded only eight times since the founding of our Sword Sect. Every time, the true king fell. There are even rumors that Jianshan once killed a Great Qin... The divine power of the Holy Land over there in the empire.”

Han Yi's eyes gradually returned to normal, and the sword marks on his eye masks gradually disappeared.

"It's shocking enough."

Han Yi looked solemn. This sword mountain is definitely the most important treasure among the most important treasures. Even if it is not a semi-immortal weapon, it is definitely the top spiritual treasure.

It was a worthwhile trip, Han Yi thought.

Then, he no longer dared to look at the sword mountain with his qi-gazing technique, but sat down on the ground, not caring about the sand and gravel under his feet. Then, the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword on his back suddenly rose up.

"My swordsmanship is derived from ordinary swordsmanship. It is the art of sword control."

"My sword technique, observing the power of Lihuo, burning all enemies, is the Lihuo Sword Technique."

The Seven-Star Kunwu Sword rose straight into the sky, then turned back, hovering ten meters above Han Yi, like a swimming dragon, ascending to the sky, escaping to the earth, and traveling in the void.

then.

The sword suddenly shook, and a circle of fiery red flames, with the sword as the core, excited outwards, getting faster and faster until it turned into a flame coil.

The coil suddenly retracted, as if a meteorite fell from the sky, diagonally inserted into a three-meter-high stone thirty meters in front of Han Yi.

The terrifying sword power did not explode. This magic weapon was like an ordinary iron sword, with one third of it submerged into the stone.

Zheng!

The sword vibrated and made a low whistle.

same moment.

On the stone where the Qixing Kunwu Sword was inserted, an illusory sword shadow emerged. The sword shadow met the Qixing Kunwu Sword that Han Yi had just inspired the power of Lihuo. After the sword shadow appeared, it suddenly shook. fall.

Sword seal.

Han Yi's eyes lit up. Before going up the mountain, he had also been told about the formation of the sword seal. After the swordsman performed the sword technique, if he could get the approval of the sword mountain, a sword shadow would appear. This sword shadow was the opponent's sword shadow. The rubbings of the sword skills and sword moves performed by the swordsman are sword seals.

As soon as the sword seal was completed, Han Yi couldn't help feeling a little nervous. He gently summoned the Qixing Kunwu Realm and then dropped it onto his back. The gap in the sword on the stone was instantly closed after he recalled the sword.

Han Yi instantly understood that this boulder was part of Jianshan. If Jianshan hadn't been willing, Han Yi's sword would have been shattered even if it came close, let alone breaking the stone.

Before he could think about it.

On the stone, a spiritual light suddenly appeared. The spiritual light flickered and fell on Han Yi's eyes. He closed his eyes suddenly, and a sword skill suddenly appeared in his mind.

Sword world.

Han Yi opened his eyes, confused at first, then shocked.

The name of this swordsmanship sounds strange and confusing, but its difficulty in practice and the power of the swordsmanship shocked Han Yi.

In the so-called sword world, one needs to practice nine sword techniques with different attributes and practice them to the extreme. Only with the nine sword techniques as the foundation can one perform this sword technique.

When swordsmanship is developed, the sword world is established.

According to this swordsmanship, this is a small world with swords as its origin.

This sword technique, when used, actually temporarily constructs a small world.

This is no longer an ordinary sword technique for cultivating immortals, but a true immortal technique.

This is also the reason why Han Yi was shocked.

The next moment, Han Yi closed his eyes again, and he had made up his mind not to tell the truth to the people of Chixiao Sword Sect.

No matter this sword technique is just fictional and does not exist, just like the disguise technique he bought from Wanxian Pavilion, it is the idea of ​​a strong man, or it really existed and was collected by Chixiao Mountain.

Han Yi would not say it, he did not dare to take the risk. After knowing this sword technique that sounds like an immortal technique, would Chixiao Sword Sect act as if nothing had happened and let him leave according to the original principles of the Sword Sect, or would they detain him and snatch this sword technique, or even the strong men of the sect would directly kill him and deprive him of the sword technique.

People's hearts are unpredictable and cannot withstand the test.