Chapter 500

Name:Alchemist Sword Sect Author:Gu Dong
Secondly, when he was in Lingmo mountain, Lu Chen promised shaxingtian a heaven Nirvana;

He saved Lu Chen's life. This kindness must be repaid.

Moreover, in the future, whether it is himself or the four people of Ming Jingting, Gu Sisi, Ning Xiaochuan and Ming pride who attack the Xuantian realm, they all need tiannirvana, so he really has to go to this too empty valley.

"What do you want to do to cure your soul? Is it smelly boy that your soul is damaged?" Wu lengchan looked up and down at Lu Chen and said, "it doesn't look like it."

"Old man, you say yes or no." Lu Chen gave him a white look.

Wu lengchan said after hearing the speech, "yes, there are two kinds of precious drugs that can cure the soul in Taixu Valley, one is soul nourishing grass and the other is soul concentrating flower, but they all grow in extremely dangerous places, boy...?"

"Don't worry about this. If it's too dangerous, I won't go." Lu Chen waved his hand.

However, he has decided in his heart that no matter how threatening he is, he will have a try, because the kindness of his ancestor Lu Jie is too thick. It is no exaggeration to say that without his ancestor Lu Jie, there would be no Lu Chen today.

Gratitude is one of Lu Chen's principles.

"That's good." Wu lengchan nodded and asked, "so you promised, smelly boy."

"Of course, but before that, you must promise Ben one less condition." Lu chendao.

"What conditions?" Wu lengchan smelled the speech and looked warily at Lu Chen.

What's that look in your eyes?

Lu Chen said angrily, "tell Ben Shao your experience in cultivating sword arcane, and Ben Shao will promise you to enter the too empty valley and help the old guy find what you need."

"What do you need to be a teacher?" Wu lengchan laughed and said, "as for jianao? I forgot that you haven't really become a swordsman. OK, I promise you‘

"How much time is there to go to Taixu Valley?" Lu Chen asked.

"Half a month, but we have to leave three days in advance." Wu lengchan said.

"It's not too late. Tell Ben Shao your experience in cultivating sword arcane." Lu Chen said hurriedly.

"In such a hurry?" Wu lengchan was surprised, and immediately nodded and said, "OK, but this is not a place to practice swordsmanship. I'll take you to a place."

"Where?" Lu Chen asked.

"You'll know if you follow your teacher." Wu lengchan sold a pass.

Lu Chen heard that Yanhui and Xu Le were the same as the cheap master, so he asked them to go back and left the alchemy pavilion with them.

"Have you left? Does the old guy want him to enter the valley of emptiness?" In an attic on the third floor of the alchemy Pavilion, Zhu Daoji stood in front of the window, looking at the figure of Wu lengchan and Lu Chen leaving in the distance, and his eyes glittered:

"Zhao Li hasn't come back for such a long time. There must be some accident. Maybe he was killed by this little bastard. No, I must think of other ways. By the way, didn't he kill the people of the casual cultivation alliance? Maybe I can contact them." With that, Zhu Daoji sneered.

……

To the west of tianjianzong, the mountains are winding, the peaks stand tall, and the white fog is shrouded.

Lu Chen and Wu lengchan walk among them, carrying spiritual light, making them look like fairies.

After listening to Wu lengchan's story about dealing with devil mountain, Lu Chen frowned and asked, "so several major forces acquiesced in the establishment of this corpse sect?"

He never thought that Wu lengchan was also involved in this matter. What he didn't think of was that the destruction of devil ridge and the killing of the Zombie King failed.

You should know that the Tianjian sect, the Confucian Academy and the Leiyin Temple work together, but they can mobilize six statues of tongtianjing in the later stage, twelve in the middle stage of tongtianjing, 36 in the early stage of tongtianjing, and hundreds of strong people in lingtianjing and xuantianjing!

Under such power, Lu Chen was shocked that he not only failed, but also acquiesced that the Zombie King established the corpse sect.

The fundamental reason for all this is that Wu lengchan and others mistakenly estimated the cultivation of the Zombie King. This demon has broken through the later stage of Tongtian realm and stepped into the realm of life and death.

"What can I do without default?" Wu lengchan stared and said angrily, "the zombie queen will be a strong man who has stepped into the realm of life and death. Although it is only the first priority of the entrance of life and death, not to mention the strong in the later stage of the six tongtianjing, even the strong at the same level is not his opponent. In addition, this tusk is an ancient corpse of thousands of years. If you want to kill him, unless you reach the third priority of the entrance of life and death."

"Is the strong in life and death really so powerful?" Lu Chen exclaimed. This is the second time he has asked this question.

"Of course, without that step, you will never realize the horror of this realm." Wu lengchan nodded.

Lu Chen noticed that when the cheap master spoke here, he even showed a frightened look in his eyes. He was shocked. It was hard to imagine how powerful the zombie queen would be.

After a pause, Lu Chen asked curiously, "old man, how is the life and death realm divided? You just said that the third level of flying the life and death gateway can't kill the empress. Is there any other realm above the third level?"

He is really curious about life and death.

Unfortunately, as last time, Wu lengchan still didn't tell Lu Chen, but said, "smelly boy, you'd better think about the next thing about cultivating sword arcane."

In this regard, Lu Chen can only cast a white eye.

Seeing this, Wu lengchan stroked her beard and laughed.

Half an hour later.

Lu Chen came to the end of the mountain with Wu lengchan. A mighty river appeared in front of him, and there were cliffs on both sides of the river, thousands of feet high and thousands of feet high.

Suspended in mid air, Lu Chen leaned over the choppy River and felt a stirring feeling in his heart.

Lingbao mouse squeaks happily.

Lu Chen touched its small head, smiled, looked at Wu lengchan and asked, "old man, where is this?"

"Look at both sides." Wu lengchan smiled mysteriously.

Lu Chen didn't know what the old man wanted to sell, but he still looked at the cliffs on both sides. There were many plow marks on the cliffs, long and deep, and some even derived from the top of the cliff into the river.

"Look carefully."

Just when he was confused, he heard the voice of Wu lengchan. Immediately, he saw it, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled and his pupils widened slightly, because he felt a sharp sword power on these sword marks.

The smell above makes Lu Chen feel very familiar.

It's sword!

Lu Chen suddenly thought of a possibility, took a breath, opened his mouth and said, "these sword marks contain the power of sword."

"No, it was here that I cultivated my sword." Wu lengchan nodded with satisfaction and said, "I practiced water power for my teacher. It happened that there was river water here, so I came here. Later, I realized the mystery of sword by a very coincidence."

Then he looked at Lu Chen and said, "smelly boy, the sword is also divided into attributes. He cultivates the water attribute power for the master, so what he cultivates is the water attribute sword. Now he will show the water attribute sword once for the master, and then how much he can understand next depends on you, because the sword can only be preached, not taught by example." With these words, Wu lengchan suddenly moved his steps.

The next moment, he had appeared 300 feet away from Lu Chen.

"Smelly boy, see clearly."

After seeing Lu Chen, Wu lengchan suddenly drank, and with a stroke of his empty hand, the sword light from the sky appeared on him. It was dense and hard to count. They all made a crazy sound and burst into the sky.

Each sword breath is thousands of feet huge, straight to the sky. From a distance, it looks like a silver mountain, straight into the sky, which is frightening. Lu Chen can't help but take a breath.

He could feel that any sword could easily kill himself.

"Sword!"

Suddenly, he saw that Wu lengchan drank fiercely, and a strong spirit of qingyingying came out, condensed around him, shining a blue light, reflecting the whole sky into a blue color.

Then, Wu lengchan stretched out his right hand and slowly lifted it up, and the void buzzed, as if it was suppressed by a great force and almost wanted to burst.

Suddenly, with Wu lengchan as the center, there was a fierce sword roar in all directions, and endless brilliance appeared.

The void above his head roared like thunder.

Lu Chen suddenly felt that his eardrum was torn, hurried to gather his spirit, and then ran a half step sword, but not to resist this force, but to feel it.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise over the sky. I saw that the diffuse weather flow gathered together with the naked eye. They were all pure white, but they turned blue when illuminated by the blue light on Wu lengchan.

The endless streams of water condense like endless threads.

As the word "sword comes" falls, the surging cyan air flow rhymes into a long sword.

Almost at the same time, the river water at the foot of Wu lengchan rang and clattered and rushed up like water dragons. Under the light of the blue light, it also turned blue and finally turned into a long sword.

Then, Lu Chen felt that the cliffs on both sides were ringing and the sand and stones were flying, but under the blue light, they mysteriously condensed together to form a sword.

At this moment, with Wu lengchan as the center, everything within a hundred miles turned into a sword.

Yinian Huajian!

Lu Chen's face suddenly showed a look of shock, because he knew very well that this was a magical power that could be displayed only after he cultivated sword arcane.

However, this is not over;

All these things that were supposed to be swords gathered around Wu lengchan.

"Get up!"

On this occasion, Wu lengchan suddenly spit out a word, with a huge voice, which can be called a tongue like thunder. The ten Heaven and earth shook. Lu Chen felt his body shake in the air.

Then he saw a strange scene;

I saw that all the things to be turned into swords were integrated into Wu lengchan's body, which was a real integration without leaving any trace. At that time, the sword light of Yingtian broke out on Wu lengchan's body surface, which was a bit more gorgeous than the scorching sun, making Lu Chen unable to open his eyes.

However, what is more terrible is still behind. Clinging to the void of Wu lengchan, suddenly there are sword shaped things in rhyme, and then after several changes, they turn into sword like veins, like lightning.

"Is this... Sword pattern?"

Lu Chen lost his voice on the spot and stared at the boss;

It's hard for him to see the legendary sword pattern now. This can only exist if he cultivates the power of Kendo to the highest level.

These sword patterns are not only full of vitality, but also full of destructive power.

Lu Chen estimated that each sword pattern was enough to kill a strong man in the middle of tongtianjing.

Is this the tenth weight of jianao?

Just when Lu Chen was shocked, Wu lengchan suddenly said the word "close". The sword Qi in the sky suddenly collapsed, and the sword light in Yingtian also dimmed. After a short three breathing time, it all dissipated.

Lu Chen suddenly saw his eyes and tongue tied.

"Hey hey, smelly boy, how's it going? Is my water attribute sword awesome?" Wu lengchan looked at Lu Chen and said proudly.

"Old man, what kind of double sword is this?" Lu Chen asked.

"Seventh weight." Wu lengchan said triumphantly.

"What? It's the seventh weight. Ben Shao thought it was the tenth weight?" Lu Chen said in a startled voice, the seventh double sword is so powerful. How powerful is the eighth, ninth and tenth double sword?

Lu Chen really can't imagine it.

Wu lengchan glared at him and said: "Smelly boy, look at yourself and you will know that you haven't even trained a double sword. You can only cultivate to the seventh level after practicing Jiandao for more than 200 years. But even so, looking at the whole Zhongzhou, among the sword masters in the later period of tongtianjing, there are only three people who can cultivate jianao to the seventh level. Being a teacher is one of the three."

"Well, who are the other two?" Lu Chen was stunned and stammered out of words.

Seeing that Lu Chen was shocked, Wu lengchan nodded with satisfaction and said, "the other two guys are Zhiyang and crazy dragon."

Lu Chen swallowed his saliva when he heard the speech, and his eyes towards Wu lengchan gradually became hot;

He wants to be strong and become a unique swordsman!

Lu Chen clenched his fists and swore in his heart.

Wu lengchan nodded and said, "smelly boy, now I've shown you the water attribute sword of cultivation. It's up to you whether you can cultivate sword of cultivation."

"Yes."

Lu Chen nodded heavily and stood on the vast river. Facing the clear wind with water vapor and the scorching sun, he slowly closed his eyes;

In his mind, the scene of Wu lengchan displaying his sword gradually appeared, flashing in his spiritual world like walking on a horse and watching the lights.

Seeing this, Wu lengchan nodded slightly and moved at his feet. He fell on a rock on the edge of the cliff and sat down to protect Lu Chen's Dharma.

Lingbao mouse also squatted next to him, but he didn't look at Lu Chen and still only focused on the Lingshi on his hand.

The scorching sun slowly went down to the west, and a fiery red sunset appeared in the sky. However, Lu Chen still didn't open his eyes.

An hour later, the night fell, and the reflection of the bright moon appeared in the rolling river.

The shadow of Lu Chen is also in the river, gradually merging with the bright moon.

Sitting on the rock, Wu lengchan opened her eyes and saw that Lu Chen was still motionless and had no sign of awakening. She closed her eyes again, as motionless as the rock.

The hot sun came out of the mountains in the East, and suddenly the whole moon fell out of the sky.

The morning wind blew and brushed his clothes, his long dark hair, but his figure was motionless.