Chapter 3193

I don't know how long it has passed. Luoxiu walked through the corridor and saw many palaces, each of which was hundreds of feet high. There were tables and chairs made of jade.

"Has anyone ever practiced here?"

Luo Xiu's eyes showed a trace of doubt. In some palaces, he saw futon, as if someone had been sitting on the futon in the past years, concentrating on practice.

In addition, Luoxiu also saw some words engraved in some palaces. These words are very old and do not belong to the era of endless. Each character is constructed with ancient patterns. Only those who understand the art of ancient patterns can understand the meaning of these words.

"The information recorded in these words is that the immortal people built palaces to take the most ancient people through disasters. There should be nine such immortal halls?"

Luo Xiu got a lot of information from the most ancient characters through the art of ancient lines, and he was more and more surprised.

Although he did not know where the other eight immortal temples were, at least this one yuan immortal hall was very large and contained infinite space. If those written records were true, it would undoubtedly mean that the Xianzu had great merits in the ancient times and protected many people from the earliest times.

There are many palaces in the immortal palace, but there is nothing else in each palace except tables and chairs, and Luoxiu has not found anything valuable.

He was exploring the secret of the immortal temple, and the idea of pursuing Yang Daozi was put aside by him for the time being.

"Xianzu, what kind of existence is it?"

This kind of doubt appeared in Luoxiu's mind. It was not the first time that he had heard of the existence of Xianzu. At present, he only knew that the Xianzu were extremely prosperous and powerful in the ancient times. The only one who could compete with the Xianzu was the demon clan that was opposite to the immortal.

It is said that the ancient demons are the descendants of the most ancient demons in the endless era.

Is there any descendant of Xianzu?

I don't know why. When Luoxiu thought of this problem, many memories of his time in the fairyland appeared in his mind.

It seems that the celestial universe in which he was born has some connection with the Xianzu.

But in this way, Luoxiu was even more puzzled. We should know that there was no strong one in the fairyland in the past. Even if someone later testified to the truth, he was just a little religious, and there was no ancestor king.

However, the existence of Xianzu, which is embodied as taboo, should not be related to each other.

Luoxiu walked around in this one yuan immortal temple. He didn't find any danger here.

He searched several palaces and found no treasures.

Just as he was about to leave to find Zhiyang Daozi, the rest of his eyes suddenly saw a cold light in the corner of the palace.

"Well?"

Luoxiu's figure flashed and he came to this corner of the palace.

Although it was a corner, the palace was very large, and even a corner was very spacious. The wisp of cold light was not noticeable. If it was not for the light from the corner of his eye, Luoxiu would not care.

Gazing at it, he saw a black broken blade. He didn't know how long it had been. Some rust stains appeared on the broken blade, representing the traces of the passage of time.

Even if it was a broken blade, it was more than a meter long. Rochelle stretched out his finger and flicked it on the black broken edge.

"Bang!"

A sound of sound penetrating through the gold cracked stone diffused out, and some rust on the broken blade fell off.

Then, Luoxiu tried to infuse his accomplishments into the black broken blade, but there was no response.

"The material of this broken blade is very unusual, but it is no longer spiritual. It can't be stimulated and controlled by cultivation." Roshu murmured.

Then, he took out a holy King level magic weapon and bombarded the broken blade with all his strength.

"Bang!"

To Luoxiu's surprise, the king level magic weapon failed to leave any trace on the broken blade. The strong shock back force made the holy King's magic weapon appear cracks and almost collapsed.

"Good thing!"

Luo Xiu's face showed joy. Even if he had no magic power, but with his physical strength, if he had this broken blade, he would be absolutely invincible.

Without any hesitation, he sat on his knees beside the black blade and began to refine.

"Hum!"

Bright lights flew up from Luo Xiu's body and fell into the black broken blade.

However, these lights are like a bullock into the sea, so that the broken blade does not have the slightest reaction.

However, with more and more accomplishments turned into brand marks by Luoxiu, the rust on the broken blade began to fall off continuously.

The originally dark broken blade has gradually changed. The outer layer of the black has fallen off. What is presented in front of you is a crystal clear sword, just like a sword made of crystal!The only drawback is that the sword is broken, leaving only the handle and half of the blade.

There is no doubt that if the sword is complete, it is at least two meters long. It is absolutely a fierce and powerful soldier. Who can resist it?

At the same time, Luoxiu felt a palpitation in his body.

Originally, he infused his cultivation into this half blade, but at the moment, the sword actively absorbs the cultivation in his body.

But in a moment, Luoxiu felt that his accomplishments were absorbed by the sword.

We should know that although Luoxiu's cultivation didn't reach the holy King's realm, his foundation was incomparably solid, and he built an invincible Taoist foundation. With the cultivation of eight realms of Taoism, his Taoist power, which was condensed by his cultivation, was comparable to the existence of the holy kingdom.

A broken sword absorbed so much cultivation power at one time, and finally it gave out a cry of sword.

"Hum!"

The broken sword vibrated, and a bright light was constantly blooming from the broken blade. A mysterious and unpredictable Rune also emerged from the saber, containing the extremely profound mystery of ancient pattern technique.

Just the breath from the moment made him feel superior to all the magic weapons he had ever seen.

"This is definitely the weapon of taboo existence."

This thought came to him.

"Hum!"

The White Jade Pagoda in the sea of knowledge shakes at this moment, and a continuous stream of unpredictable breath comes out of the White Jade Pagoda, and faintly counterbalances the breath of the broken knife.

"Hum!"

All of a sudden, half of the sword was constantly shrinking, turning into a streamer, and it fell into the sea of Luo Xiu's eyebrows.

Only in the sea of knowledge of Luoxiu.

The little golden man sat cross legged.

Behind the golden villain, an ancient pattern is coiled like a dragon, like a road map. It is the original ancient pattern obtained by Luoxiu a long time ago.

But up to now, Luoxiu didn't understand what this primitive ancient pattern could be used for.

However, according to the ancient demons from the Zhenling stele, the original ancient patterns represent the origin of all the ancient patterns. They are also the oldest and most primitive ancient patterns in the most ancient times.

At the same time, beside the golden villain of Luoxiu's soul origin, there is a white jade pagoda on the left and a crystal like broken knife on the right.

This broken knife looks crystal and gorgeous after being infinitely reduced.

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