Chapter 322: Encountering the Immortal Sword Again

Huo Ling's expression changed slightly: "Junior brother, you are confused. The leader is currently in Zixiao Palace. Even if the mark is activated, it will be difficult for him to take action. Moreover, the Four Swords of Zhuxian were placed in the hands of my master by the leader before. I am afraid that your plan will fail."

Jin'ao Island, Duobao Cave.

Taoist Duobao sits upright on a lotus platform, pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the ground. His whole body exudes a strong sense of Zen, like a seated Buddha.

If the disciples of Jiejiao saw this, they would definitely think that Duobao Taoist was a traitor.

As the eldest brother of Jiejiao, he actually practiced the Western teachings.

This is undoubtedly an act of violating moral principles and betraying teachers and ancestors.

Fortunately, they can't see it.

"Ling ring ring~"

The sound of a ringing bell.

Duobao slowly opened his eyes, and he noticed that the Four Swords of Zhu Xian were moving strangely, trying to break out of the cave.

He looked puzzled. In this world, only his master, Lingbao Da Tianzun, could directly call upon the Four Swords of Zhuxian. At this moment, the four swords were moving strangely. Could it be that something happened in Zixiao Palace?
He didn't want his cave to be destroyed by the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, so he had to release the restriction and let the four swords out.

The Luxian Sword among the Four Zhuxian Swords turned into a stream of light and flew farther and farther.

Taoist Duobao became even more confused.

Because the direction of the four swords is not Zixiao Palace, but ~ Jambudvīpa.

"It's weird!"

Taoist Duobao did not follow his trail.

Uncle Taiqing had told him that the road ahead was extremely important and that he could not give up halfway no matter what. He could not leave the lotus platform until he had completely mastered this road.

In addition, cultivation was at a critical point at this time, so he could only sit on the lotus platform and stare blankly.

Maybe one of the Four Swords is in a playful mood and wants to go out for some fresh air?

he thought to himself.

Then he calmed his mind and continued to explore the great way.

Southern Zhanbuzhou.

After Yang Jian activated the Zhuxian Seal, he found that there was no response as the Fire Spirit had said.

On the contrary, the response was extremely fierce.

"Is he an old acquaintance?"

"Not quite!"

"Isn't Luo Hou dead?"

"Who knows? Maybe he's just pretending to be dead."

"Go out and take a look?"

"If Tongtian finds out, he won't be jealous!"

"If we don't tell anyone, Tongtian won't know. It's okay to sneak out and take a look."

The sound of conversation seemed to ring in Yang Jian's ears.

He felt that his soul was being closely watched by several invisible gazes, and the gazes carried a tremendous pressure, making it hard for him to breathe.

He knew that this was all an illusion, because the soul did not need to breathe.

"Who will guard the island if everyone leaves? Only one person can go out."

One voice appeared, and the other four voices suddenly weakened.

Then four voices suddenly started arguing, competing for the hard-earned opportunity to get some fresh air.

"Don't argue, Luxian, you are most familiar with that guy, you must be able to tell the truth from the false, go and take a look!"

"Okay, I'm leaving now!"

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When the Fire Spirit saw that Yang Jian did not respond for a long time and the celestial phenomena had not changed, he knew that it would be difficult for Master Tongtian to take care of them.

She looked miserable: "I should have known not to leave Jin'ao Island. The leader went to Zixiao Palace and couldn't take care of us disciples. If we are caught by Kong Xuan~"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of red light appeared from a distance.

At first it was just a tiny red dot, barely detectable, like starlight.

In just a moment, it was right before their eyes, stopping on the Space Shuttle in front of the two of them.

The moment the Fire Spirit saw clearly, his throat moved and he kept swallowing his saliva, with an unprecedented shock in his eyes.

As the only disciple of Duobao Zhenren, she had naturally seen the true appearance of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian.

Her voice trembled and stuttered: "Lun~Lun~Lun~"

"Kill your head, little girl. Who called me old lady just now?"

A voice responded rudely.

Then she continued, "Huo Ling, you are definitely not the girl. Could it be the handsome man next to you?"

"Like! Really like! Exactly the same!"

"Are you Jin Ling's disciple? Three years ago, she took you to see Tong Tian. His name is Yang Jian, right?" "Come closer, kid~"

"Come and let me touch you~"

"Put your hands up, don't be shy~"

"Try injecting mana~"

"I'm a baby, not a monster~"

"I won't suck you dry, don't worry~"

"The realm of the immortal! This guy has been practicing Taoism for three years?"

"Let me see your soul~"

"Your name is really Yang Jian? Not Luo Hou?"

It was as if thunder sounded in Yang Jian's ears. He collected his mind to avoid revealing any trace. He did not dare to allow himself to change in the slightest.

He remembered that when he and Fairy Caixia collected the Sword of Immortal Slaying, he used his real body.

He did not answer the question of Luxian Sword.

As soon as the name of Luohou appeared in the ancient times, everyone would want to kill him.

After Fairy Caixia took sole control of the lotus incarnation, her act of sacrificing the prehistoric world had angered countless creatures.

Once others knew that he was related to Luohou, Yang Jian felt that he would definitely fall into an extremely miserable situation.

Therefore, he could only pretend not to know. Fortunately, the questions from the Immortal-Slaying Sword just now were all answered in his mind, which saved him the trouble of explaining to the Fire Spirit.

He turned his head and looked at Huo Ling, and asked in confusion: "Sister Huo Ling, I touched the mark given by the leader, so how come this thing flew over? Could it be that the leader threw it over for us to fight?"

The Fire Spirit had a complicated look on his face: "This is Senior Lu Xianjian."

Then she looked at the Immortal Slayer Sword and bowed respectfully: "Junior Fire Spirit, I pay my respects to Senior Slayer Sword."

"It's actually~"

Yang Jian followed suit in fear: "Junior Yang Jian~"

"Boy, are you pretending to be nice to me? I remember the smell of your soul very clearly. Even if you are not Luo Hou, you are related to him."

"What did you say, senior? I don't understand. Luohou was the great demon during the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation. How could I be related to Luohou? If I were Luohou, how could I let Master Zhao Gongming fall into a trap?"

"You~"

Luxianjian didn't know how to refute, so she focused her attention on the huge peacock that was approaching rapidly from a distance, and found that Zhao Gongming was in danger.

"Tongtian was only away for a while, and his disciples were bullied like this! Do you really think Jiejiao has no one left?"

She was very depressed because she did not verify her guess on Yang Jian at this time.

"Yang Jian, right? Go kill him!"

Yang Jian subconsciously wanted to pick up the sword and walk away, but his body suddenly froze: "How should I use the sword?"

He naturally knew how to wield the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

But he must not act too skilled, otherwise it would be like yellow mud falling off his crotch~that would be the end of the matter!
"Just go ahead, I'll move on my own in a bit!"

The Immortal-Slaying Sword urged.

Yang Jian nodded, jumped off the shuttle, and flew towards Zhao Gongming, shouting: "Uncle Master, I'm here to help you!"

When Zhao Gongming heard the sound, his heart skipped a beat. He originally wanted to chase after them and run away with the two little guys.

But I saw that silly boy Yang Jian was actually running back.

The magic power in his body vibrated, affecting his previous injuries, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Suddenly, he saw the scarlet sword in Yang Jian's hand. The extremely flamboyant color was mixed with bloody murderous aura. The moment he saw it, he felt as if he was in a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

"Immortal Killing Sword!"

Zhao Gongming's worries did not ease.

With only the Immortal-Slaying Sword, Kong Xuan could only feel a little bit of fear.

After all, Yang Jian’s cultivation level is not enough to unleash the full power of the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

Yang Jian felt the pull of the sword's energy and stood still. Following the sword's instruction, he raised his sword and chopped.

Kong Xuan felt like retreating, and he flicked his tail feathers, sending out a ray of five-colored divine light, which collided with the sword energy and disintegrated into chaotic inspiration.

He instantly realized that the sword energy was not as strong as he had expected.

I knew that the little guy’s cultivation was not good enough.

Then, he saw Zhao Gongming heading towards the Sword of Killing Immortals.

This guy must want to get the Immortal-Slaying Sword to fight against him.

"Dream on! Look, I'm going to kill this troublemaker first!"

Kong Xuan snorted coldly, flapped his wings, and instantly passed Zhao Gongming and rushed towards Yang Jian.

(End of this chapter)