Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 174: Xuantian Temple
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I saw Cao Bin's dry right hand stretched out, and a dark black purple pill was lying quietly in the palm of his hand. It reminded of the poison pill that Cao Bin said. It must be this, although the color is not In the past, Zhao Jiuge had seen the blue spirit pills or venting pills. These pills had spirituality, but they were also full of medicinal fragrance. The difference was that the medicinal fragrance was stronger, and it seemed a bit harsh.
"Do you want me to use this poison pill to harm our elders?" Zhao Jiuge felt a little thirsty in his mouth, and said after taking a sip of water meaningfully.
"Yes, here is a bottle with four or five capsules in it. As long as you promise me that if I find a chance to start at that time, I will not only spare your life but also reward you with some treasures?" Cao Bin said. Full of temptation.
Seeing that Zhao Jiuge’s eyes were a little shaken, Cao Bin continued, "At that time, I will also teach you my Beiyin Sect's law and some training experience, and then you are relying on the resources of the Xuantian Sword Sect It must be soaring to the sky, how do you still have to think about it."
The messages in Cao Bin's words are full of temptations, treasures, magic decisions, and cultivation experience. These are things that every monk dreams of. Zhao Jiuge is a little confused, but he soon became firm in his heart.
The gentleman is magnanimous, and the villain is often afflicted.
What do you cultivate for? Isn't it that you can follow your own mind in everything?
If you agree to this unidentified man in the blood-robed robe, how can your conscience be safe? The magic weapon and the magic decision are what you need now, but you will get it through your own efforts instead of relying on it. Kind of method.
"You don’t look like a good person when you act. Maybe the Northern Yin Sect is also an evil sect. Those seniors of my Xuantian Sword Sect separated and destroyed you. There must be a reason. I want to agree. You, don’t think about it."
Although Zhao Jiuge was a little afraid of Cao Bin's **** atmosphere, he still didn't go against his heart.
"Do you really want it?" Cao Bin stepped forward, only a few steps away from Zhao Jiuge, and said coldly. "Really unwilling to do things for me?"
Zhao Jiuge nodded without hesitation. It is undeniable that there is a great temptation in front of him, and he is also facing his own life and death sores, but if Zhao Jiuge is required to do this kind of thing, his heart is extremely accepting It's impossible.
"Hehehe" Cao Bin's mouth made a strange smile, which seemed to be anxious, "I don't have the mind to waste time for you, this kid, and ask you one last time. If you don't agree, if you don't agree, then you Swallow this poison pill and go to death." At the end, killing intent.
Originally, his body was restrained by others, and he had no power to resist. This Cao Bin’s tone was always full of threats, which made Zhao Jiuge very angry. Everyone’s strength was not as good as the blood-robed man in front of him, but his heart Why is there no arrogance?
"If you want to kill, kill it. I want me to kill the people in the Xuantian Sword Sect. I advise you to die early, don’t dream anymore. If you kill me, you can’t escape. There are thousands of others. Tens of thousands of elders from the sect, the same sect brothers will avenge me!"
The words are sonorous and strong.
Zhao Jiuge only feels that there is a sense of pride in his heart. Although it has only been three short years to come to Xuantian Sword Gate, this is his home. He already has a sense of belonging to this place and wants him to kill him. Those elders whom he has not met yet, he knew it was impossible without even thinking about it.
"Okay cch, then you can go to death." Cao Bin said three good words in a row, his chest was slightly up and down, his eyes stared at Zhao Jiuge, and a fierce light broke out.
After that, he stepped forward quickly, raised his hand and pulled from Jiuge’s body. Zhao Jiuge could not move his body and could only be at his mercy. Then he saw the dry left hand pinching his chin, forcing his His mouth opened, and the poison pill clamped by the **** of his right hand was immediately sent into his mouth.
The poison pill melted in the mouth, and immediately turned into a warm current into his body, exuding a hot pain, when it poured into the meridians in the body, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but let out a hysterical exclamation. , And then saw that medicinal power ramming through his meridians, and finally Zhao Jiuge fainted with pain, even when he entered the spiritual vein tempering body, he did not experience such pain.
Xuantian Temple.
At the entrance of the main hall, a teenager in a purple robe with his hands behind his back, his eyes squinted into the distance. Although he stood still quietly, his mind had already enveloped the seat that participated in the selection meeting. In the unnamed mountain.
Looking at the young man's clothes, the seemingly ordinary wooden hairpin in his hair, the delicate skin, and the dusty breath that radiated from his body, I knew that it was the sword Wuxin who taught the sword of Xuantian Sect.
Although the main hall of Xuantian Temple is not particularly large, it is definitely not crowded. Apart from the last time I saw the picture of riding a bull and enlightening sword hanging on the front wall, there is only the portrait of the patriarch of the Xuantian Sword Sect.
In the main hall are all vermilion pillars as thick as a human waist. Above them are some embroidered curtains with gold bottom and red edges. The whole floor is smooth as jade, and four big tripods are placed in the corners around. The four big tripods are located in the four directions, with the same appearance. The surface of each big tripod is golden and blue, and it is still emitting a faint smoke. The smell is fresh and the smoke lasts for a long time.
The entrance to the main hall is a few feet long open space, which can accommodate two or three people walking side by side, followed by a fence carved with mahogany, and Jian Wuxin is standing at the gate of the main hall at the moment, leaning against a fence and looking out far away.
The main hall is surrounded by this kind of mahogany-carved fences. There is only one layer of long stairs made of white jade in one direction, exuding a faint luster, which makes people feel a little worried at first glance, as if they are stepping down. A ladder made of a material like jade will be unable to withstand the strength.
After passing this short twenty or thirty stairs, there is a wide square hundreds of meters below, the whole wide area is like jade, the ground is smooth as jade, every hundreds of meters, there will be a golden blue The big tripod. This is where the core of the Xuantian Sword Sect lies. Usually, there are any important things in the sect, which will be notified here, and the premise is to enter the inner gate.
From the outside, you will find that the main colors of the entire Xuantian Temple are vermilion and gold, and the corners are covered with glazed tiles with locusts. This Xuantian Temple stands on the top of this mountain, surrounded by cliffs around the mountain.
Because of the high terrain here, it is basically level with the sea of clouds in the sky, resulting in pale white clouds floating in the entire ground and in the air, and the mist like white yarn makes this Xuantian Temple look like a heavenly palace. , Although simple, but gorgeous and refined.
Jian Wuxin stood silently like that, seeming to observe the scenery in front of him, but in fact his mind was already shrouded in the unknown mountain.
The whole person seems to be fused with the twilight of the heavens and the earth of the Xuantian Sword Gate. This state can at least be possessed by the realm of transforming the gods. When the Nascent Soul breaks through the transforming gods, the mind will naturally be able to leave again and observe the distant situation .
Suddenly, a galloping golden sword light went straight to the location of Jian Wuxin from a distance in the air. Jian Wuxin was awakened instantly, retracted his mind, and withdrew from the state just now. When he saw the figure of the person, Jian Wuxin looked Return to calm again.
Suddenly, the golden sword light fell on Jian Wuxin’s lower head, revealing a figure. It was Jian Wuxuan with a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes, but at this moment Jian Wuxuan's expression was a little worried and worried. .
However, even if Jian Wuxuan's face was a little anxious, he still bends down respectfully and shouted, "Brother."
"Junior brother, do you think that this time I made this arrangement seems too radical." Jian Wuxin nodded, and then said lightly.
"Brother, do you know what I'm here for?" Jian Wuxuan was a little surprised, and then continued to speak, "No one has a history, let alone a group of children who have never experienced training. It is normal to be greedy for life and fear of death. This is human nature. Isn’t it the same for us, we are also afraid of death in our hearts. If we are not afraid of death, what are we trying to ascend for cultivation? Isn’t it that we can live forever with the world. I think we should give them a chance, and we will say the same in the future Uncertainty can become the mainstay of our Xuantian Sword Sect."
Jian Wuxuan's expression was serious, but as the words came to the end, his tone became a bit agitated.
After Jian Wuxin listened, he only sighed slightly with a complicated expression on his face, and then slowly said, "What you said makes sense, why don't I know it, it's just that for nearly a hundred years, this The Huaxia Dynasty seems to be calm on the surface, but under the surface it is already rough. Although my Xuantian Sword Gate has been low-key, and there is no need for those false names, but in recent years, Wandaozong has widely recruited disciples. Yuehua Academy has sent a large number of elite disciples to visit China’s thirteen states. Even Taiman Mountain, the farthest Manzhou, became a little restless. In recent years, when my disciples from the Xuantian Sword Sect Law Enforcement Hall were slaying demons outside, how many of them died in those "Evil Demon Dao" In his hands, how many died in the hands of disciples of other sacred places. "
"Not only are we cruel, but the world's prevailing situation has forced us to do this. My Profound Sky Sword Gate has not stood up for so many years. I can only do my own business and save the world, and never care about my fame."
Jian Wuxuan's face changed. Although the senior brother didn't explain a lot of words, how did he not understand the situation of the sect, the inside was green and yellow, and there were other holy places outside that wanted to make a name. Although the senior brother's words were plain, Jian Wuxuan could hear the tragic killings inside.
Although Jian Wuxuan is still silent, his fists have already been firmly clenched, not for anything else, only for the disciples who died for the sect, they may be silent, but they are for the sect, for the dawn people Paid a lot, even my own life.
The disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect are all good. In order to kill those demons and demon ways, the Xuantian Sword Sect even has an organization called the Law Enforcement Hall. Law enforcement is not only internal, but also against those outside. Evil people shocked them, so many people in the Demon Sect hated the Xuantian Sword Sect, and they killed every disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect.
It seems that the topic of conversation is a bit heavy, Jian Wuxin smiled lightly and changed the subject, "Well, it won’t be long before there will be the Seven Great Sacred Grounds Exchange Meeting, and after this, it will be a martial arts competition for all sects. At that time, the disciples of my Xuantian Sword Sect will stand here again, representing our Xuantian Sword Sect to win honor."
Looking at the empty square, Jian Wuxin's smile grew thicker.
"I don’t know if this time, the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect will continue to surprise me." After a pause, Jian Wuxin seemed to have some feelings, "Every 100 years, I Xuantian Sword Sect. It will usher in such a day. I really hope that I can stand here every time and look at our disciples. I have such a day."
Hearing this, Jian Wuxuan’s pair of Danfeng eyes was a little lost, and his face was a little moved. He carefully looked at the brother in front of him and realized that he didn’t know when he grew up with himself, grew up with him, and cultivated with him. Brother, on his carefree smile, Sadai's eyebrows are frowning on his forehead.
He felt that his brother had paid too much for this school since he became the head teacher.
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