There's something wrong with my master.

There was no water or green plants around, and not many signs of living things. There were only some insects such as ants, centipedes and beetles crawling in the gravel and soil.

Apart from this, there is no other sound here.

bass!

As the Yunxue Sword was unsheathed, the ground began to shake.

Boom!

Boom!

The gravel shook along with the ground, and ants, centipedes and other insects ran around in panic.

The blade of the Yunxue Sword, reflecting cold light, slashed fiercely at the ground, and a sword light dozens of meters long pierced the ground.

There was a bang.

The ground at the bottom of the cliff was cut in half by a sword, but the white sword light was still not satisfied and stabbed downwards.

The sharp sound of golden swords rang out, and the sword light cut through the thorns and shattered countless stones.

After an unknown amount of time, the sword light stopped and the cracked ground stopped dispersing.

“Finally someone has arrived.”

From the crack that divided the bottom of the cliff into two halves, a sigh from one hundred thousand years ago was heard.

Sword light also swung out from the huge crack. The sword light that shot up into the sky seemed to be responding to the arrival of the Yunxue Sword and collided with the Yunxue Sword.

hum~

The Yunxue Sword flew around in a daze and returned to Yun Changsheng's hand.

The ignorant sword spirit looked bewildered, not knowing why he had just slashed out with the sword.

Seeing this, the sword light under the crack stopped entangled and turned into a huge gate of light.

The gate is tens of meters high and more than ten meters wide.

There is a line of words written on the top of the door: Those with outstanding qualifications, please enter.

"Someone with outstanding qualifications?"

Yun Changsheng didn't know whether he, who Lin Xi mentioned had a good physique, was actually an outstanding person.

After practicing for so many years, I have a general understanding of qualifications.

The aptitude and talent of a cultivator are very important.

It's like an ordinary person falling off a cliff and picking up the magical skill of "Calculus" or the imperial scripture of "The Theory of Relativity" left by the Supreme Emperor Einstein. Most people can only grope in the dark.

Maybe he just wanted to fall to his death and didn't want to have this bad experience.

Only a very small number of people with outstanding talents can achieve success in learning.

For example, there is an old grandfather’s soul in someone’s ring who is a professor at the Chinese Academy of Sciences. But even if the professor at the Chinese Academy of Sciences teaches everything he knows, he still cannot help that person get into a 211 or 985 university.

This is talent!

This set of rules can also be applied to the world of cultivating immortals.

It’s just that the threshold for cultivating immortals is much higher than the threshold for studying...

"Let's give it a try." Yun Changsheng carried the coffin on his back and tentatively stretched out a finger to touch the light door.

The light gate did not block it.

Rong Xiaoyu wanted to give it a try, but a helpless voice came from inside the door: "Just think of it as buy one get one free. No one has talked for a long time, and today is a good time to have some fun."

"..."

She endured it, but ultimately did not draw her sword.

The light gate enveloped the two people and the coffin. After a moment, silence returned here and the cracks in the ground slowly closed until they were seamless.

Birds passed by and picked up insects on the ground, and it seemed as if nothing had happened before.

……

……

This is a large house.

There are many flowers and plants planted in the yard, red, blue, green, white and yellow, colorful and competing for beauty.

A young man in cloth clothes was sitting on the steps holding a bowl of noodles with some garlic beside him.

The sound of swords buzzing in the sky was heard, and the man carrying the coffin and the woman in green came towards them with swords.

The flying sword fell straight beside the young man. He subconsciously took the garlic next to it and then looked at the person who came.

"What are you carrying?"

"My wife."

"Oh."

The young man nodded, continued to eat his noodles, put away the bowl, and said, "You didn't stop when I called you the last two times. Why did you come here on your own initiative this time? Is there something wrong?"

"I want to find the Snow Cloud Sword." Yun Changsheng said directly without any nonsense.

"Burp~ I am the spirit of the Snow Cloud Sword." The young man burped and wiped the corner of his mouth.

"You have something to ask me, and I have something to ask you, so let's help each other and neither of us owes anyone anything, okay?"

"That's great, of course." Yun Changsheng nodded. The sword spirit was very straightforward.

"Who should speak first, you or me?" the young man asked.

"Let me speak first." Yun Changsheng said directly: "I want to recreate the vision of the immortals one hundred thousand years ago."

"Oh, about this matter, there are three ways." The young man held up three fingers, and then said: "Follow me, I will tell you about my situation, and see if you can help."

"If I can help, I'll tell you all three methods."

"it is good."

I thought I would encounter difficulties. After all, the sword spirit called out to me twice before, but Yun Changsheng ignored me.

This time, since he had something to ask for, he brought it to me himself.

Most people might not be in a good mood when they encounter such a thing.

Rong Xiaoyu took a pen and paper and drew as he walked, his figure following like a ghost.

But I sighed in my heart.

Three methods, so many options, will that woman really come back?

Will she continue to squat on the roof and bet that the woman cannot become an immortal?

How long will this squat take?

Your legs will get numb from squatting!

The three of them walked through the courtyard and came to an empty room.

Judging from the smell and the items in the room, this should be a girl’s boudoir.

Chapter 72: Don’t Talk Big

An embroidered bed, two candlesticks, a purple screen, and a cabinet.

Next to the cabinet, there was a broken mirror, which was pierced through by a sword similar in style to the Yunxue Sword.

"See that mirror?"

"Yeah." Yun Changsheng nodded.

The young man continued, "This is an immortal weapon obtained by the immortals from the upper realm when they explored the ruins. It is called Qiankunjing."

"Oh."

"...?"

Oh?

A magical weapon.

It's very rare, there are only a handful of immortal weapons in this world, can you give me some appreciation! ?

The young man looked at Rong Xiaoyu and got a "hmm".

He chewed a clove of garlic, gave up the exchange, and continued talking.

"The spirit in this mirror wants to cultivate alone and does not want to be refined, so it fights desperately against the immortal."

"I don't know how she did it. When she arrived at the lower world of the immortal, she still wasn't controlled by the immortal."

"Until the immortal was beaten to a desperate state by my master and took out the mirror to fight the enemy."

"It's natural for Qiankun Realm to turn against us..."

"Oh." Yun Changsheng, who was carrying the coffin, nodded.

"Yeah." Rong Xiaoyu held the sword and nodded.

"...Do you really understand?"

"I understand. A spirit with a dream."

Yun Changsheng pointed at the sword that pierced the mirror and asked, "So this is how you treat your comrades?"

"Hmm... ahem... unexpectedly, this hole was made by Yunxue Sword, not by me."

"To be precise, it was Tianxue, the owner of the Yunxue Sword, who stabbed him."

"Ah."

"Oh."

"..."

The young man gave up struggling and focused on talking about what happened that year.

"After the war, Tianxue and Tianyun both fell into a love affair. Later, Tianxue became possessed by evil spirits during the love affair and stabbed her comrade."

"Yeah, I'm familiar with this." Yun Changsheng finally said a few more words.

"I'm familiar with this too." Rong Xiaoyu felt the same way.

In the black coffin, Lin Xi, who was listening to the story, nodded. She was familiar with the concept of emotional tribulation.

Look how awesome she is! She overcame the hurdle that Tianxue and Tianyun couldn’t overcome!

Although there were some unexpected things during the process...

The young man rolled his eyes when he heard that.

Why are you two gods so skilled in possessing demons?

"Anyway, take a look at it."

The light flashed in the mirror, restoring the image of the past.

A woman with a blurry face sat in front of the mirror. She was said to be possessed by a demon, but her expression was gentle and there was no black spiritual energy emanating from her body.

It looks much more advanced than Yun Changsheng’s inner demon.

I saw the woman holding a sword, her tone extremely aggrieved.

“Xiu Dao Xiu Dao, have you ever looked at me?”

"If I can't keep you, I'll tear out your heart, shave your bones, and refine your soul."

"Oh, you want to practice the supreme way of forgetting emotions to avoid the calamity of love?"

"That's not a calamity, that's our opportunity. You are no longer my master, and I am no longer your disciple!"

boom!

His former comrade-in-arms Qian Kunjing was stabbed in the back and pierced by a sword.