Chapter 169 Entering the Little Fairyland

When the sword was just a baby, he didn't like to laugh or cry. Every day, he just stayed in Jian Wanzhong's arms, as if he was listening to him carefully. One day, after Jian Wanzhong inadvertently read a swordsmanship formula, the baby actually opened his mouth to speak.

For a while, Xingchen Kendo vibrated from top to bottom, but no one dared to go to him to see a closer look. As early as three days after Jianyi just went up the mountain, someone found that as long as he stayed with him for a short time, no matter who was, he would encounter some disasters, so small as to roll down the mountain. The slope was so big that it was bombarded by the thunder out of thin air, and the tragic situation was equal.

Thinking of this, Jian Lingyun shook his head, finally put the sword behind his head and began to explain to his precious apprentice.

"The little fairyland is a cosmic starry sky. Thousands of years ago, this starry sky collapsed and fell into the meteorite wilderness. Later, it was jointly refined by our two factions of Xingchen Kendo and Herculus Demon Sect, and later became a training venue for the descendants of the two schools. There are dozens of stars in this starry sky, and some cosmic demons still live on several of them. The little fairyland opens every hundred years. After the opening, the outstanding disciples of the two schools can go to find opportunities in it. This opportunity is not necessarily every time. Maybe it is a small star that has just evolved, or maybe it is a mutable demon god.

Jianying was at a loss; "Master, what you said is so complicated. Just say it briefly. What's the benefit if I go in?"

Jian Lingyun looked at the stupid appearance of this precious apprentice and felt depressed.

"This time, the descendants of the disciples sent in by Xingchen Sword are estimated to be led by you and Jianyi. After you go in, you can go inside to find the artistic conception of the new stars. If you find any artistic conception, you can directly attract them into the body. The artistic conception of the sword body can be repeatedly refined, and finally it will naturally merge into one. It hits a higher level. As for the Hercules demon god sect, it is also to go in to find the mutant demon god. Although it is different from your goal, you have to mess with each other every time, and there may even be two factions killing. You have to be protected. Jian Lingyun said solemnly.

"Is there anything wrong with killing people from other factions in it?" Jianying asked in a daze.

"As long as you can go out, no one will pursue you, but it's hard to say in it. Similarly, even the disciples of this school can be killed at will, but remember not to be seen by others..." Jian Lingyun whispered.

"The apprentice wrote it down." Jianying nodded heavily and unconsciously fell into meditation.

Jian Lingyun also knows something about this disciple. He knows that he is originally an honest man, but his mind is too simple and his brain is too simple, but fortunately his personality is extremely tough, which makes up for the disability in his brain a little.

The sword shadow stood still, and there seemed to be a voice in his mind. The voice was clear and pleasant, as if he was laughing and angry.

"Madam, how could I forget you?"

Jianying unconsciously jumped out of this sentence, but as soon as the words came out, he was there.

"What the hell? How can I say this? Jianying's face turned red and looked around quickly. Seeing that no one noticed, he was relieved.

"Is it that you are unlucky these days?" There was a burst of doubt in the heart of Jianying, and finally woke up and gently patted the yellow gourd. The transparent energy flew out of it, but when it flew out this time, a little red light slowly emerged from the energy. It was this little red light gently on his chest and shrank back.

"Okay, it's done. It's a good operation today." Jianying finally relieved.

In the use of this yellow gourd, the first is the channel energy, which can make the middle person have bad luck. The bad luck is determined by the realm of the sword shadow. There is still a little luck hidden in this bad luck, but this luck can only be used once a day, and the size of the luck cannot be fixed. It may be wasted once, but it can only be picked up on the roadside. A copper coin...

When the yellow gourd was discovered by Jian Lingyun just now, it hid all kinds of wonders outside the body in an instant. At this time, it was the same, but it was ordinary and not surprising.

"Ah! Who hit me..." Jianying only felt a bang on his head, and then something rolled from his head into his arms and grabbed it firmly. Then he found that it was a yellow pear, but the size of his fist, but the color was yellow, gently sip down, sweet and slippery...

"The bad luck seems to be quite big, and even the luck can't be suppressed. It seems that it's better to sleep honestly today." The honest sword shadow sighed slightly, then went back to the front of the sword Lingyun cave, found a leeward ground, and fell asleep with his head in his arms.

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On this day, Jianying was perfecting the attack method he had previously learned. He saw the master flying from afar and fell to him and said, "Today is the day when the little fairy world opens. Let me go!"

When Jianying heard this, he couldn't help but be a little excited, and his face couldn't help showing a happy expression.

"Ha ha, I knew you couldn't stay for a long time, but don't forget what I said to you before." Jian Lingyun pulled up the shadow of the sword and flew to the mountain quickly. He flew over the mountain with a heavy sword and flew straight up.

When approaching the peak, Jian Lingyun changed its direction, fell on a path, and quickly walked inward with the shadow of the sword.

The path is winding, the light on both sides of the path is blurred, and the scenery is faint, as if it is illusory.

Finally, Jian Lingyun took Jianying into the doorstep, but saw a team of teenagers waiting there.

"Why are you always so slow!" The sword is impatient.

Jian Lingyun ignored him and saw Jian Yi standing firmly in the middle of the team, and the teenagers beside him did not avoid him.

"Apprentice, you can put this away to avoid being directly affected by the body of the sword!"

Jian Lingyun turned into a circle of sword spirit light mask, rushed to the sword shadow, and covered him outside.

The sword next to him just sneered there, and his eyes seemed to be looking here slightly, and he seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed.

"Listen to me. If you enter from this door, you can directly enter the small heaven. In this small heaven, there may be disciples of the powerful demon god sect waiting to kill you. If you die in it, you will die in vain. No one will avenge you!" The sword is ten thousand and fierce.

"Uncle, didn't you say that there will be endless blessings in the little fairyland?" A teenager in the team suddenly burst into tears.

"Of course, it's a blessing. It depends on whether you get it or not, hahaha!" Jianwan burst into laughter.

"You are lying to me, give me back the best spiritual stone!" There was a burst of grief and anger on the teenager's face, and he even ran to Jian Wanzhong.

"Which spiritual stone you collect, you naturally have to find him and ask for it. What are you doing here!" With a wave of Jian's sleeves, a sword spirit flew out of it. With a pat on the teenager, he had already slapped him into the door, and a man entered the little fairyland first.

"What else are you doing? Didn't you see that the boy has rushed in one by one? A little later, maybe he can give all the good things!" Jian Wan squinted.

As soon as the sword saw that no one dared to enter it first, he hummed slightly in his nose and looked at the shadow of the sword. Ang Dao stepped into the door in front of him.

"Go in, waste my time, and give me a hundred years of face to each other!" Jian Wanzhong shouted in the back.

"Apprentice, you can also go in. Although it is difficult to find Fuyuan now, there should be a new appearance this year!" Jian Lingyun whispered in Jianying's ear.

"Yes, Master!" Jianying nodded slightly and took a few steps to get in and out of the door. The remaining teenagers could not delay any longer. They closed their eyes and walked in with Jianying in front of them.

Here is a void, and there is a star landing point in the door. As soon as the sword shadow stepped on the stars, he felt a red light in front of him. A hot sword light bombarded his chest and bombarded him into fragments. After this sword, another ten thousand heavy swords flew over. These sword threads were not only flames, but also Even the seven divine lights gathered around and turned the sword shadow into nothingness in an instant.