Chapter 438

The next day, Xia Qingcheng went to the outer gate in person and conveyed the order to summon the disciples of the outer gate.

The crowd was not surprised by the order.

On the Tianjian meeting, Chu Xingyun bravely won the first place and won two big bets. It is a firm decision that he wants to dominate the outside world. No one can stop him.

As for Chang Chixiao and Qi Yangchen, although they are full of resentment, they can only admit it.

After all, if they lose the bet, they can't do anything more. Otherwise, even if they are the sword owners, they will be reviled by countless people, and they can't afford the consequences.

When the order was delivered, on that day, all the elders and deacons of the outer gate gathered together, and the atmosphere became extremely lively.

But after that, the outer door soon returned to calm, which was a little strange, too quiet, as if nothing had happened.

For these things, Chu Xingyun, who was in the inner space, naturally did not know that he had been completely immersed in alchemy and cultivation.

Time flies, three days, in the blink of an eye.

Samsara stone, inner space.

Chu Xingyun has awakened from the state of cultivation. Standing in the void, his eyes are focused, and he looks directly at the blue sky tripod in front of him. He pinches numerous handprints in his palm, and constantly blasts forward.

At this time, there was a roaring sound coming out of the blue sky tripod, which was extremely unstable. It seemed that there was an surging force that wanted to break free and burst out completely.

When Chu Xingyun saw this, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and the sword of Wuling roared in the air. The faint power of heaven and earth came down again, and a wisp of nihility fire was hooked up to cover the whole blue sky tripod.

Boom!

On the tripod in the blue sky, the shadow of a real fire phoenix suddenly emerges. The violent force is suppressed, and the tripod body rotates. Actually, it diffuses a thick smell of danxiang, which quickly spreads throughout the whole space, making people feel refreshed.

"It's done!" Chu Xingyun heart surprise, breath back, slowly fell back to the ground.

At the same time, the blue sky tripod, which diffuses the strong Dan fragrance, also falls down. In the danxiang breath, there is a trace of Yang Gang Qi. Although it is weak, it is particularly pure, and coagulates and does not disappear in the void.

A few steps ahead of Chu Xingyun, a spirit power blooms, and the blue sky tripod trembles again. Inside, nine red rays of red light soar into the sky, and the brilliance condenses. Finally, it turns into nine round pills, which are quietly suspended in the air.

"In a short period of nine and a half months, the refining of xuanyang will be completed, and it will take less than one and a half months to complete the refining."

Chu Xingyun long relief tone, heart full of joy, but also with a bit of surprise.

Jiuxuan Poyang pill is the top pill of level 5. It is not difficult to refine it. However, Chu Xingyun's cultivation is only the spirit of the earth and the heaven. Many techniques of the previous life are difficult to display. It takes a month to complete the refining.

Even in the samsara stone, it takes six days!

That's why Chu Xingyun couldn't give orders in person and asked Xia Qingcheng to help him. His time was so urgent that he didn't want to waste a second.

However, it never occurred to me that under the burning of the fire of nothingness, the refining speed was directly doubled!

However, after a brief meditation, Chu Xingyun was soon relieved.

You know, nihilistic fire is the true fire, the Phoenix's real fire, the fire of divine beast, how powerful it is. Even if there is only a wisp, it is far better than the ordinary flame.

With Shenhuo refining pills, combined with Chu Xingyun's superb alchemy technique, the speed can be greatly improved.

After a short rest, Chu Xingyun put the jiuxuan Poyang pill into the storage ring, and then left the inner space and walked out of the cultivation chamber.

At this time, it was noon.

The scorching sun hung in the air, emitting a blazing light.

The main peak of the whole sword is quiet, only the sound of the breeze blowing.

"There are still four days to go before the outer gate convenes. During this period, it is estimated that all of them are in the closed door Chu Xingyun whispered to himself, and did not feel confused.

He walked out of the courtyard. After a little identification, he ran straight to the direction of the cangxuan building.

Cangxuan building, located in the north of wanjian mountain, is an important training place for wanjian Pavilion.

Since the establishment of wanjian Pavilion, there has been a Tibetan xuanlou. For thousands of years, it has collected numerous ancient books, including martial arts, martial arts, methods and so on.

There are three storeys of Tibetan xuanlou. The higher you go up, the more precious and rare it is. However, the more difficult it is to enter the building, and it needs huge contribution value.

According to legend, the third floor of the Tibetan xuanlou even contains precious knowledge of nature and chemistry. However, if you want to enter the building, you must get the sincere head of the Brahman without robbery. Otherwise, even if you have more contribution value, you will not be allowed to enter.

Although Chu Xingyun is a sword master, he still needs to pay contribution value to enter the Tibetan Xuan building.

However, due to the fact that he won the first prize, he was free to enter and leave the first and second floors of the cangxuan building within one month. He was also allowed to read the ancient books inside without any restrictions."The spiritual materials of jiuxuan Poyang pill are of ordinary value, but due to the strict control of wanjian Pavilion, they become so precious that everyone's attention is focused on the spiritual materials, thus neglecting the significance of cangxuan building."

Walking on the road, Chu Xingyun sighed.

A sword is a sword.

For sword cultivation, any ancient book of sword Scripture is of great help. Even the simplest basic sword skill can be understood by analogy.

Chu Xingyun has lived for thousands of years. His swordsmanship has already reached a state of mystery. However, his Kendo is too abstruse to call himself the master of kendo.

The road of seeking Tao is endless!

Only with the heart of learning can we make continuous progress. Chu Xingyun has a deep understanding of this truth.

Thinking about it, Chu Xingyun arrived at the cangxuan building.

Compared with the towering sword tower, the cangxuan building is very common, but on a closer look, it looks like an old man standing in the rolling years, watching the clouds rolling and the clouds relaxing, and the vicissitudes of the sea.

"There is something extraordinary about the millennium old building." Chu Xingyun chuckled and stepped in directly.

At this time, an old man in white was sitting at the entrance of the cangxuan building. As soon as he saw Chu Xingyun, he immediately stood up and bowed down and said respectfully, "I've seen Luoyun sword master!"

Chu Xingyun ignored, nodded at will, and immediately walked into the gate.

"Well?"

As soon as he stepped into the first floor of the cangxuan building, Chu Xingyun's eyes bloomed with a ray of surprise.

In his field of vision, there are countless bookshelves, and inside, there are countless ancient books. Every ancient book is marked in detail, and there is no end to it.

"A thousand year old clan has a rich collection of books. There are at least 100000 books in the first layer. Moreover, many books exude an ancient flavor, which must have been handed down for a long time."

Chu Xingyun's eyes welled up a trace of excitement and expectation. He stroked his hands and flipped through them at will.

As he thought in his mind, although there are many books on the first floor of the cangxuan building, they are all ancient books and ordinary martial arts. The highest level is only Saint level, and the number is not large.

The second and third layers are just the inside story of wanjian Pavilion.

However, Chu Xingyun is not in a hurry, while reading, walking towards the deep.

He has a very high level of kendo. Any sword Scripture can be easily understood in a few minutes. Even some ancient sword scriptures do not have much pressure.

This is three hours.

During these three hours, Chu Xingyun was completely silent in these ancient books. He did not concentrate on practicing. However, by watching these ancient books, he had a deeper understanding of the illusory kendo.

"The first level is mostly the foundation of kendo. I don't know what will happen to the second level."

Chu Xingyun came back to his mind and walked towards the second floor.

In the past three hours, he had at least browsed and read thousands of ancient books on martial arts. Although it was helpful, it was extremely limited, so he prepared to go to the second level.

Hum!

At this time, suddenly, Chu Xingyun's body trembled.

Specifically, it should be the residual light in his body, shaking without warning, and making a deep sound of sword chanting.

"What's the matter?" Chu Xingyun asked in a low voice.

As soon as the voice dropped, the sword chant of residual light became more intense.

Whew!

A faint sword light swept out of Chu Xingyun's body, passed through many bookshelves, and finally fell on a yellow ancient book placed in the corner.

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