Chapter 33 Slanting Blue Field

The next day, on the main hall of Fengyun Mountain.

At the top, there sat the head Xiafei, a real man, with a crane hair tied into a bun, bright, and staring at the crowd. There are four chairs on each side and right under him, with eight Taoist priests sitting. Some are in their old shape, some are crane-haired and childlike, and some are in their prime, wearing navy blue Taoist robes, among which the latest blue-browed old Taoist who relies on Xiafei is particularly eye-catching. His eyebrows are dark blue, long enough to raise his chest. At this time, he is squinting his eyes slightly and mediting.

In the center of the main hall stood five elders of Konglun Mountain, including the divine operator.

"I have led several disciples to disturb your school, and I would like to ask Brother Xiafei to take good care of me during the training." The divine operator stood up first and spoke, and the elders behind him bowed slightly.

Xiafei stroked his white beard with a kind face, "You are polite, elders, please sit down."

Several little Taoist priests came up with chairs and put them on both sides. After the five elders were in place one by one, Xia Feizhen slowly said, "by the way, how is Brother He Fengdao, the head of your school? Ten years have passed since I met him in the Hundred Ghost Cave last time!"

"Thank you, Brother Xiafei, for remembering me. The head brother is very good." The divine operator said lightly, and his attitude was not humble. After his eyes swept over Xiafei, he unconsciously floated to the blue-browed old man in front of him, thinking to himself, "I haven't seen him for many years, but he still hasn't changed at all!"

Maybe the blue-browed old man sensed the eyes from the divine operator! He suddenly opened his eyes and looked this way. After looking at him, he quickly moved his eyes away. Blue Mei Laodao hummed and continued to close his eyes.

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest on the right slowly walked to the center of the field, bowed slightly to Xiafei, and then turned to the divine operator and said, "I heard that the elder of God not only knows the magic of divination, but also has a deep cultivation. I want to compete with the elder God today. I don't know if it's possible?"

As soon as the words fell, several elders in Fengyun Mountain stroked their palms at the same time, and only the blue-browed old man sitting on the far left did not say a word.

"This..." The divine operator hesitated and turned his eyes to Xiafei Zhenren.

Xiafei smiled, "This is a good idea. The elder God is regarded as a descendant of the ** junior."

In terms of seniority, although the divine operator and the middle-aged Taoist priest are not from the same sect, they are at the same level of elder. However, in terms of age, the divine operator of Huajia is naturally higher than that of middle-aged Taoist priests, and it is not an excessive to call him a younger generation.

The divine operator thought for a moment and bowed to the middle-aged Taoist priest: "Then it's better to obey than to respect the poor Tao."

If you are a master, you will naturally find an empty place. Everyone was led by Xiafei to a wide venue in front of the Qingxin Taoist Temple.

The two masters stood on the left and right sides respectively, and suddenly a strong wind came, making their clothes hunt and hunt, which looked quite temperamental. The middle-aged Taoist priest looked complacent and seemed to have already won. Compared with the middle-aged Taoist priest, the divine operator seems to be more leisurely and indifferent, and there is no wave on his face.

"God Elder, please."

"Please."

I haven't seen how the divine operator moves. The middle-aged Taoist priest has already pinched the lotus flower and is ready to go. Before his first offensive, the divine operator did not move.

"The sword comes out of its sheath, and I am the only one." The middle-aged Taoist priest recited the secret, and a bronze sword behind him came out of its sheath and stood upright in mid-air. The sword reflected the afterglow of the sunset and glowed red, looking like it was roasted by fire.

"Sun Sword." The divine operator shouted in surprise.

The Xieyang Sword was originally made of meteorite iron by ancient immortals, and then placed in the deep mountains and old forests with the most aura. While absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, it devoured the afterglow of the sunset, which was completed after 7749 days. It is said that this sword has the magic power to split mountains and break through the sea. Later, a little demon in the world took advantage of the ancient fairy's sleep to steal the Xieyang sword. Later, the sword disappeared, and it is unknown how it finally came to the hands of the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"The elder God has good eyesight, that's right, it's the Xieyang Sword." The middle-aged Taoist priest stretched out his hand, and the sun sword that had stood upright in the air flew to his hand.

"Let's take it!" The middle-aged Taoist priest waved his sword and immediately flew out three fiery red gas swords from the sword, and then rushed to the divine operator with lightning speed.

It was said that sooner or later, before the air sword flew, a long sword with blue light appeared in the hand of the divine operator.

"Blue Field." As soon as the long sword came out, everyone immediately got up. That was the famous Lantian sword! This sword is said to have been refined by the ancestor of Konglun Mountain. In order to refine this Lantian sword, Qingkong crazily exhausted the spirit in his body and was about to die. Fortunately, he was finally saved by one of his friends. This sword, which has been worked hard by Qingkong, should be passed on to successive leaders according to the regulations of Konglun Mountain. But for some reason, Xiaoyao, the head of Konglun Mountain, did not pass on the Lantian sword to the current head Hefeng, but to the divine operator. Generally speaking, the divine operator is the least qualified to get a sword, because he is not an authentic Konglunshan disciple. In his early years, the divine operator learned divination with Danxia Taoist in Kunlun Cave, and later entered Konglun Mountain to learn Taoism. Therefore, when Xiaoyao, who was the head of Konglun Mountain at that time, resolutely passed on the Lantian sword, the treasure of the mountain, to the divine operator despite everyone's opposition, it aroused the strong dissatisfaction of many people in the door. However, dissatisfaction should be attributed to dissatisfaction, and the leader's decision should still be respected. Therefore, this Lantian sword has always been with the divine operator. After years of running-in and coordination, it has already become a combination of human swords and has become his only weapon to control the enemy.

The divine operator hurriedly recited the formula, and the long sword was shot out like an arrow away from the string. It met the three fiery red swords issued by the Xieyang sword in the middle-aged Taoist priest's hand in the air. The Lantian sword was one against three and soon prevailed. Slowly, the three air swords were defeated. They circled around the air and flew back to the Xieyang sword in the hands of the middle-aged Taoist priest and possessed it.

The Lantian Sword is refined with human spirit and is very spiritual. When it saw the three air swords fleeing, it wanted to take advantage of the victory, but it was called back by the divine operator. Don't chase the poor!

This time, the middle-aged Taoist priest did not release the air sword, but directly shot the real body of the Xieyang sword.

"Oh!" The divine operator was not in a hurry. As he read the formula, a strong wind rose all over his body for no reason and pushed the Lantian sword out violently.

The Xieyang Sword is made by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and the afterglow of the sunset, and belongs to Yang. The Lantian Sword is combined with the essence of the human body, and the nature belongs to Yin. After these two peerless swords of one yin and one yang meet in the air, they make a sonorous impact sound. After entangling for a long time, when the two sword blades were against each other, the sky changed color, and a flash of lightning in the air hit the two swords.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the middle-aged Taoist priest quickly recalled the Xieyang Sword. The divine operator whispered, and Lan Tianjian also quickly flew back to his hand.