v16 Chapter 177： Mountain spring

Jian Xuan smiled.

Ling Tianzi waited for a long time before saying, "Jianxuan, when I saw your kendo talent is extraordinary, I originally wanted to accept you as a disciple, but you were born and proud, and you don't worship anyone!"

"I see you are depraved, you are an excellent kendo elf, and you have made a one-hundred-year agreement with you!"

"In the past 100 years, I have promised you everything, and I have done it."

"It has been a hundred years, and the spirit sword has not been destroyed, and Shenwu is good."

"Moreover, I also give you a gift of spirit sword!"

"My fourth disciple is the core warrior of your Soul Swordsman. Now, he is joining the Holy Moon with the masters of several Spirit Swordsmen and saving you."

"I'm doing my best for the spirit sword. Now you should give me the fragments."

Ling Tianzi said calmly.

Jian Xuan heard this and looked at Ling Tianzi in surprise: "Elder Ling Tianzi, don't you smile? Are they here to save me?"

Ling Tianzi said: "In the 100 years of the spirit sword, you have not found many things in the spirit sword. It is not as simple as you think. After a hundred years, they will come to save you. This is also helpless. "

Jian Xuan smiled and said, "How can I blame them? If I'm lucky enough to see the sky again, it's already open to heaven!"

"a hundred years!"

"A hundred years! It's not too late!"

"Elder Ling Tianzi, what you want, at the bottom of the Moon River, Ghost Mountain Pass!"

"Not only are there fragments there, but my swordsman also has hundreds of peerless cheats, where is it!"

"Oh, I believe that the eyes of Ling Tianzi's predecessors are absolutely impossible to see those rough cheatings, and Ling Tianzi's predecessors do not move, that is the last vitality of my soul sword!"

Jian Xuan smiled.

Tianzi Ling nodded slightly and said, "Since I said that I only need fragments and other things, I won't be able to move them."

"Thank you, the predecessors of Ling Tianzi, old people. When you want to take away the debris, I can ask more questions. What is the debris? Can it cause a **** hurricane in the martial arts world?" Xue Xue asked.

Ling Tianzi heard a glance and said with a smile: "For you, it is worthless; but for us, it is worth the money.."

"This is about..."

"You are too weak to reach this point."

"Jianxuan, although I have traded with you, I still have more benefits after all, so I left a gift for you, and I left a gift on Baiyun Peak."

"This spring has not been extinguished for a hundred years. People who were wasted in war, stepping into this spring, can reshape the meridians and reshape the dantian; if normal soldiers intervene, they can break Dan!"

"You are now broken by the meridian and the dantian is abolished. If you are lucky enough to return to the spirit sword, you can go to this spring!" "Zifeng, he knows that this spring is here."

After that, Ling Tianzi turned around and his figure disappeared directly into the dungeon.

Jian Xuan saw Ling Tianzi disappearing from the air, and suddenly smiled: "You said that you accounted for a large deal, but you left this mountain spirit spring for the spirit sword. It is a great creation!"

"I never said so much to thank anyone in your life."

"But now, I still want to say to you, thank you, Ling Tianzi senior!"

Jian Xuan also lowered his head.

"What? My master is here?"

When Jian Xuan lowered his head, a little boy's voice noticed Jian's ears in surprise.

Jian Xuan raised his head again and looked at the boy.

And this little boy was also looking up at Jian Xuan.

Kaka——

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When Zifeng and Jianxuan looked at each other, they violently collided and opened them with terrifying swords.

These two fascinating geniuses finally met after a hundred years.

"You are the brother of the swordsman." Zifeng shouted excitedly: "My name is Lin Jian, and I am a disciple of Ling Jianzong!"

Jian Xuan laughed loudly and said: "Hahahaha, the sky is immortal, my Spirit Sword Sect! Even if my Sword Xuan is dead, my Spirit Sword Sect will naturally be brought out by my younger brothers!"

"Okay, okay, okay! Zifeng's brother, Jian Xuan can see you today, he died without regrets!"

"The secrets of the spirit sword are in the land of the moon river, at the mouth of the ghost mountain. Go take it, bring back the spirit sword, and don't let the spirit sword be defeated."

Zifeng hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Brother Jianxuan, this place is not a place to talk. After I save you, I will return to Ling Jianzong. Our brothers are speaking slowly."

Jian Xuan smiled and said: "Don't be in vain, Zifeng's brother, this chain of mine has been blocked by the master. The ordinary terracotta warriors and horses are here, and it is impossible to tear them off easily."

"We're leaving, don't worry about me, I'm relieved, I don't want Ling Jianzong's secret cheating, I have been living outside."

"Now you are here, bring the liar back, and I will die without regret."

"In addition, your master left a spring on Baiyun Mountain. You must find it. With this spring, the spirit sword will definitely become the first-class sect of the Seven Hundreds in Lingdong!"

"Go, go, don't worry about me, you keep breaking these inlaid chains!"

Zi Fengyi heard this and suddenly smiled: "Forbidden? So, it seems that God doesn't want the swordsman brother to die!"

Jian Xuan asked curiously: "What do you mean, Zifeng, brother? Do you have a way to break the shackles of this inlay ban?"

Zifeng smiled slightly: "All the laws in the world are forbidden in front of me, it's like nothing!"

"The secret of martial arts! Break the ban!"

Zifeng executes martial arts secrets, while the blacks are fully exposed. Zifeng and Jianguang slammed shut. He only heard a squeak, and Jian Xuan's chain was directly blocked by Zi Feng! Jian Xuan fell from the air and exclaimed: "What! Your swordsmanship is so powerful, you can easily cut the inlaid chain!"

In Jian Xuan's eyes, I looked at Zifeng suspiciously.

"Oh, Brother Jianxuan, go back and talk!" Zifeng smiled immediately, holding Jianxuan and heading straight to the dungeon.

Jian Xuan's hands and feet were completely broken, he had been hanging for hundreds of years. His limbs are so weak that he cannot bear it. Zifeng had to carry his sword with him and rushed to the dungeon.

On Zifeng's shoulders, Jian Xuan's face gradually became gloomy, with tears in his eyes, and whispered: "Zifeng, brother, thank you!"