Chapter 21 New to the Spiritual Realm

After listening to the rain, Xia Houtian turned back to the room, picked up what he had given, looked at it carefully, and his eyes burst into a hot light from time to time. It was like a lover who had met again after a long time. He was reluctant to let go after playing for a long time, but he refused to put it down.

Thinking of tomorrow's trip to the spiritual realm, his heart moved at will. Xia Houtian appeared in the "Hongmengjing" stone house, putting everything in front of him, holding his chin with his left hand and tapping his leg with his right hand, thinking carefully.

With the magic weapon given by Ting Yu, coupled with the flying sword from Yuan Qing, it can also take a lot of advantages in fighting. However, those who dare to enter the spiritual realm to explore should be people who have enough confidence in themselves, or be careful.

Thinking of this, Xia Houtian picked up the original Qing flying sword. The sword is three feet long and turquoise. A wisp of cold light flows through the sword body. From time to time, it should also be the top of the magic weapon.

Xia Houtian was a little hesitant, but he still made a decision. Dantian Zhenqi broke out and rushed to the flying sword along the meridians in his arm. Although the flying sword was sharp, it was unsupported. Zhenqi smoothly entered the flying sword and began the first step of refining.

Wan Songfeng, Yunhai Pavilion

Yunhai suddenly stood up, and his anger appeared on his face. He shouted, "How dare!"

The people around him were shocked. They didn't know when they made Yunhai so angry. Did they say something wrong? They suddenly didn't know what to do. After waiting for a long time, they found that Yunhai's eyes were closed, which was obviously a wandering thing.

Although he didn't know why Yunhai was so careless that he released his consciousness without protection, he was careful and still made a decision to protect Yunhai in it, and a trace of struggle flashed on his face.

It turned out that just now, Yunhai felt that the flying sword given to Yuan Qing was being refined. Needless to say, Yun Hai also knew that it was Xia Houtian who did it. He was furious, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. He sat on the ground, and his consciousness was released and went to the Green Pine Peak.

"Huh?!"

Yunhai couldn't help but let out a look of surprise, and his face was confused. His consciousness wandered around Xia Houtian's residence for a long time, but he still found nothing and could not find the trace of the flying sword.

I felt that the mark in the flying sword was going to be refined. Yunhai was more anxious, as if he were plowing the ground. The divine consciousness looked around repeatedly, but there was still no trace of the flying sword.

The name of the flying sword is Qingsong. After the success of Yunhai's foundation, the master taught the real person to refine it himself, which is extraordinary. If it hadn't been for the abolition of Xia Houtian, he would not have easily lent it to Yuan Qing, but he didn't expect Yuan Qing to be defeated. Even the flying sword was also obtained by Xia Houtian. It's really a chicken to steal rice.

Originally, Yunhai wanted to send someone to ask for it, but he was persuaded. After all, it was a fair test. In order not to let people know that what Yuan Qing did was his gain, Yunhai had to hold down his anger.

In Yunhai's view, with Xia Houtian's cultivation, it is impossible to really refine the green pine sword. Sooner or later, it will return to his hands, so he doesn't care. He only waits for one day to find an opportunity, and then get the interest back together.

But Yunhai never thought that Xia Houtian could really refine Qingsong and felt that the last trace of connection with the flying sword was also cut off. Yunhai was very regretful, but more angry.

But after all, this is the residence of Elder Feng. He can't do whatever he wants. He swallows it in a sulk and takes back his consciousness.

Yunhai took back his consciousness, moved his body, and found that the surrounding protection method was determined. Seeing someone guarding him, his anger in his heart was also slightly reduced. He nodded to the guardian and got up and walked into the inner hall.

Yunhai did not notice it. At the moment he turned around, he thought about how he was dead.

Hongmengjing, in the stone house

Xia Houtian exhaled a turbid breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and secretly said that he was lucky.

"This sword is really extraordinary. It actually records three arrays, and I don't know where Yuan Qing got it. If it hadn't been for his lack of cultivation, I'm afraid it's me who is seriously injured now!"

The word "Qingsong" is engraved at the end of the sword handle. The whole body of the sword body is refined with a thousand-year-old spirit bamboo. The interior is arranged with three talent arrays, with the gathering spirit array as the core, supplemented by the dragon over the sea array and the wind shadow Wansong array. When fighting, it can be transformed into a dragon against the enemy, which is really powerful.

Xia Houtian can refine this sword so quickly. Speaking of luck, there are many elements. One "Hongmengjing" is an independent space, and the cloud sea of divine knowledge cannot be entered. Without the support of the owner, the flying sword itself alone cannot stop his refining. The second is that the stone house has the effect of suppressing, even if the green pine sword has ten layers of strength in the stone house. Among them, there are only six layers that can be exerted. Under the same length, Xia Houtian got the first magic weapon since the cultivation of immortals. He was only 18 years old this year.

Refining the green pine sword, Xia Houtian felt that he still had the strength to recover a little. He picked up the inner elixir of the thousand-year-old toad and continued to refine. Fortunately, he listened to the gift from the rain. They were all ownerless things, and it was quite easy to refine.

In this way, all of Xia Houtian's possessions and four magic weapons have been refined. Unfortunately, his cultivation is limited and he can't sacrifice at the same time. However, with all his strength, the three imperial envoys should not be difficult. Although it is only a quarter of an hour, it is enough to protect him to escape safely.

Looking at the four magic weapons, Xia Houtian couldn't help but increase his confidence, and he also had an extra expectation for the thousand-blooded spiritual realm, hoping to gain something.

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Hongmengjing, above the lake

The roar came to my ears, and the water splashed everywhere. There were waves on the originally calm lake. A man stood in the air, showing a slight smile, and the excitement suddenly appeared on his face.

After refining the original magic weapon, Xia Houtian couldn't stand it and began to test the power of the magic weapon, hoping to be more proficient and control it more smoothly.

"Sure enough, the magic weapon is powerful. If I can get one or two of them before the sect competition, that is, the top ten. I'm afraid it's not a problem, it's a pity!"

After testing the power of the magic weapon, Xia Houtian knew that his strength had increased by at least half, and his confidence was unprecedentedly strong. It seemed that the thousand-blooded spiritual realm was no longer a flood beast. The previous fear of danger suddenly dissipated, and a sense of pride rose to the sky. Hongmengjing also seemed to have felt Xia Houtian's decision and issued There are bursts of joy.

Wan Songfeng, Qingyun Hall

The next morning, Xia Houtian finished sorting out and came to the hall to wait.

"Yes, I'm glad that you have the courage to stand here, but I still want to remind you to be careful! Don't be at the same door!"

The old man in the red robe looked around for a week, paused for a moment, and then said, "There are many elixirs in the spiritual realm. Here is a picture book, which clearly marks the growth and characteristics of these elixirs. If any of you can get it, after returning, you can exchange them with me. The specific situation is in the guidebook. There are also instructions.

Then, the old man in the red robe introduced some specific situations in the spiritual realm. Unfortunately, Xia Houtian ignored it, but took the picture book and looked at it carefully.

"It's strange why there is no record of Tianshayac grass. It shouldn't be. The tension of listening to the rain should be a elixis. Is there any fraud? No. If there is fraud, listening to the rain doesn't have to pay such a big price. ** I enter the realm of thousands of blood, and I may not be fine!"

Xia Houtian's heart was strange, but he did not show his face. He waited quietly and carefully observed the same door entering the spiritual realm.

Suddenly, Xia Houtian found Wu Yuan in a corner in the northwest. He was talking with two men and one woman, as if he were arguing about something.

In the eastern corner, a man in a brocade robe was surrounded by five men, as if talking about the spiritual realm, but the rest of the light swept to Xia Houtian from time to time, and the murderousness in his eyes flashed.

Xia Houtian felt very strange. He should not have met him, let alone offended him. He didn't know whether he was the wrong person or not, so he decided to treat this person carefully.

An hour later, the crowd followed an elder to the outside of the mountain gate. The elder made a move casually, and a white boat came out of thin air. With the decision of the elders, the boat slowly became bigger. It was not until the hull rose to a hundred feet before it stopped.

"Ampt the boat quickly, and I will take you to the location of the spiritual realm - Qianfeng Mountain!"

Aerial height of thousands of miles, in a giant white ship

Wu Yuan led two men and a woman to Xia Houtian and said gently, "Brother Xia Hou, since you have decided to go to the spiritual realm, I don't know what we talked about the day before yesterday. How are you thinking about it?"

"My brother invited me again. If I have to refuse again, it seems that I will not give my brother face. Everything is on my brother's head."

Xia Houtian still understands the reason why he shoots the first bird. Instead of exploring alone, it is better to join Wuyuan and have a care. Although this alliance is not reliable, Xia Houtian is confident that he can deal with it.

In this way, Xia Houtian joined Wu Yuan and his party. Wu Yuan seemed to be very happy. He smiled, pointed to the three people next to him and introduced, "These three are the two brothers Shuisheng, Shuichu and Zhao Qian's sister. The younger brother also got to know each other. In the spiritual world, we need to work together to get something!"

The two brothers, Shuisheng and Shuichu, snorted coldly and ignored Xia Houtian. On the contrary, Zhao Qian was very polite and said some polite words: "In the spiritual realm, please take care of Brother Xiahou. My little sister is here to thank you first!"

Xia Houtian naturally won't find it boring. He just replied to Zhao Qian, "It doesn't have to be like this. Everyone is in the same door and naturally take care of each other!"

For a while, the atmosphere was also harmonious, but there was no lack of sarcasm in the words of the two brothers Shuisheng and Shuichu, which made Xia Houtian very angry, but for Wu Yuan's face, there was no attack on the spot.

Such a companion, not to mention the strength, before the action begins, they mock each other. If they want to do their best together, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve. On the day of harvest, I'm afraid it's time to turn against each other.

Xia Houtian naturally doesn't expect a few people to help. If someone explores the way, he will save a lot of effort. As for the rest, it is useless to say more now. Only later will he know.

Qianfeng Mountain, the entrance to the thousand-blooded spiritual realm

"The entrance to the spiritual realm has arrived. After noon, the spiritual realm will be opened. At that time, it will enter in turn. You must come out after March, otherwise you will be trapped in it, and there will be hope to get out after a hundred years!"

After saying that, the elder stopped talking, but just urged his disciples to get off the boat. After everyone went down, he grabbed it in his hand, and the white giant boat slowly became smaller and fell into his sleeves.

In boredom, Xia Houtian also chatted with several people without saying a word, as if Zhao Qian was very interested in him. Did she ask about some personal matters? This caused the dissatisfaction of the two brothers surnamed Shui, and there was a warning in his words.

Xia Houtian was furious. If Wu Yuan hadn't stopped him in time, Xia Houtian would have given them some color.

As noon is approaching, more and more people gather at the entrance. In Xia Houtian's view, I'm afraid there are hundreds of people. It's really a once-in-a-century event.

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sun disappeared. The sky suddenly became dark, and the rumbling sound moved the world. At this time, a crack appeared in the original mountain wall. A white light hit the sky, and the crack gradually became larger. It was not until it expanded to five meters that there was a calming trend.

"The spiritual realm has begun. The disciples of all factions enter in order and are not noisy."

Although the speaker's voice is not loud, it is clearly heard by everyone. The scene is suddenly silent. Those who have some insight know that the speaker's cultivation is extremely high, and such precise control is not something that ordinary immortals can't master.

Entering in turn, Xia Houtian walked into the cracks. After a whirlwind, a beautiful scenery appeared in his eyes. Strangely, there was no one around.

What about Wuyuan and others?

Xia Houtian showed a trace of doubt, felt a trace of conspiracy, and carefully looked at the surrounding environment. The sky was cloudless, and the ground was a plain. The surrounding aura was strong. Suddenly, there was smoke and dust in the distance. The true spirit gathered in his eyes. He saw a man in a brocade robe being chased by countless creatures.

"Battle Beast!"

Xia Houtian recognized it at a glance. Thinking of the introduction of the bully beast, he thought for a moment, oiled the soles of his feet, and ran away in the opposite direction.

Bull bull beasts, low-level monsters, are famous for their infinite power. They often appear in groups in the plains and are meek. If they are provoked, they can form a bull array to attack their prey until they die.

In the distance, the man in the brocade robe also saw Xia Houtian, as if he had met a savior. His happy arms kept waving, and he shouted for help in his mouth, "My friend in front of me, Jin Jian, a disciple of the divine sword sect, did not mistakenly enter the ox herd. Please lend me a helping hand. Thank you very much."

I didn't stray into the cattle, and the ghost believed you. Xiahou Tianfa decided to cast it out. The speed couldn't help but accelerate a little, and in a blink of an eye, he opened the distance.

When the man in the brocade robe saw that Xia Houtian ran faster than the rabbit, he was stunned. If it hadn't been for his plot, how could he be so embarrassed? As long as he recovered, he must clean them all up.

What the man in the brocade robe did not expect was that Xia Houtian turned around and fled. He had no intention of helping. He immediately scolded Xia Houtian for being timid and decided to pull a cushion.

Is Xia Houtian really timid? Of course not, but he has his own plans.

The man in brocade robe, named Jin Jian, is a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. After entering the spiritual realm, he was transported to a cliff. He happened to find a phantom grass. With joy, he came forward to pick it. Without careless, he was plotted. After a fight, he narrowly escaped. He didn't want to make a mistake. Entering the tyrannical cattle, this is the previous scene.

In this way, Xia Houtian was in front, the golden sword was in the middle, the cattle were behind him, and the strange picture was staged in the spiritual realm. During this period, Xia Houtian changed direction several times, and was followed by the golden sword.

However, Xia Houtian heard a trace of weakness from the gasp of the golden sword. He couldn't help but be happy. He slowed down slightly and kept a distance.

"Ah! No! I don't want to die!"

The tyrannical cattle finally caught up with the golden sword, and in a blink of an eye, the golden sword was submerged. The screams came, which made Xia Houtian feel a trace of heart palpitation.

Half an hour later, the bulls gradually retreated. Xia Houtian went to the place where the golden sword died. Blood stains were everywhere, and countless blood clots were scattered on the ground. The golden sword's face was trampled beyond form, leaving only a pair of black eyes, revealing a trace of attachment to life.

Suddenly, Xiahou Tian's eyes were happy. He hurried to the corpse, picked up a storage bag, and found some spiritual stones, herbs and a map in it.

Take out the map and look carefully. For a long time, Xia Houtian put away the map and thought, "This map actually depicts the growth location of the elixill and the distribution of the surrounding monsters in detail. It is more detailed than that sent by the sect. Will the Qingyun School not be as good as this divine sword gate?"

As soon as this idea appeared, it was denied by Xia Houtian. The Qingyun School has a long history, and I don't know how many words to enter the "thousand-blood spiritual realm", and there will never be a detailed map.

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This idea is too terrible. If it is like what he thinks, then the Qingyun faction is really not a place to stay for a long time.

Make up your mind. Xia Houtian followed the map of the golden sword, looked carefully and walked in the direction of Poison Tian Cliff. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared in the same place. A white dot could be faintly seen running into the distance, leaving only the ground with minced meat, as if he was saying something.

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