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Chapter 77 Entering the Sword of Shu

"Just shout... shout people!"

"Call someone? Go!"

Qin Feng signaled to the old Taoist Qiu Huzi. The old Taoist immediately agreed and ran to the riverside, shouting at the top of his voice, "Go up the mountain to worship the door, please send someone to take over the young one."

As soon as the words were finished, a silver light flashed in the Fenghong Fairy Mist in the air. Accompanied by the rapid sound boom, a white figure stood on a huge flying sword and shot out from the Fenghong Fairy Mist.

The figure gradually magnified, and with a "boom", the huge broadsword penetrated into the ground, and a young man in white standing on the sword shook his hair casually and jumped off the broadsword.

Qin Feng was speechless.

Qin Feng had never seen the flying sword before, but he was so pretentious, but he saw him soon after he was about to show off.

Qin Feng sensed it. The person who came was only at the eighth level of the Fan Gang Realm, his figure was not tall, and his appearance was ordinary, but a blue mole on his left cheek was quite obvious. The young man obviously regarded Qin Feng and Qiu Huzi as mountain worshipers who had never seen the world. He deliberately made a cool move in front of him, using a sword to hit the ground to show off his fairy style. Qin Feng felt so contemptuous.

However, it is very useful for the beard.

He walked forward happily, bowed to the young monk with a green mole, and then took out a low-grade spirit stone in a noble manner and handed it over.

"Immortal, I have a little bit of a little bit of meaning, please accept it." Qiu Huzi looked flattering and nodded and bowed.

Qin Feng in the distance frowned.

But what surprised Qin Feng was that the young man in the blue mole actually took it for granted, and immediately smiled, nodded and praised: "Well, it's not bad, you have the strength to go up!"

Then, he turned his attention to Qin Feng.

This means it's your turn.

Seeing Qiu Huzi climbing happily onto the broad sword and sitting down at the tail of the sword, Qin Feng felt so uncomfortable.

A low-grade mysterious stone is nothing to Qin Feng, but this happened at the gate of Shujian Mountain, which instantly reduced Qin Feng's favorability towards Shujian Mountain.

"This is obvious robbery. Why do you think it's like a bribe? If someone without a mysterious stone in his pocket, he will not be able to cultivate immortality?"

Of course, this is just some of Qin Feng’s thoughts. Since he has arrived at Shujian Mountain, whether to Cheng or Not is Cheng or Not.

Helplessly, if you want to go up, it seems that this is the only way.

There is no need to cause trouble with the people in Shujian Mountain for this low-grade Xuanshi.

After handing over the Xuanshi, Qin Feng jumped and got the broad sword of the green mole boy.

The boy matted the mysterious stone in his hand with satisfaction, looked at Qin Feng's back, sneered, and then jumped onto the flying sword, activated the magic trick, and the flying sword flew into the air again.

The flying sword is getting higher and higher, and the vision is getting wider and wider.

Qin Feng sighed in his heart, this sword immortal is really good. A cultivator of the eighth level of the mortal Gang realm can fly with his sword. He is a physical cultivator of the harbor realm, and he is like a drought-land frog and can only jump around on the ground.

After the flying sword rose to a certain height, it turned around and in an instant, it accelerated and shot into the Fenghong Fairy Fog and stabbed in.

In the fog, the visible distance in the field of view is only a few meters.

Qiu Huzi stayed honestly at the tail of the sword, looking so arrogant that he didn't dare to vent his breath. Qin Feng was curious and moved his body to Qiu Huzi.

But as soon as he picked up the step, the young man on the tip of the sword suddenly turned around with a serious look on his face and scolded: "You stay honestly for me, don't walk around, be careful to interfere with the flying sword's deviation from the trajectory, and touched the rainbow light fog sea array. You won't know how you die at that time. Humph!"

After saying that, he ignored Qin Feng, turned his head and focused on controlling the flying sword.

Qin Feng was slightly stunned.

Fortunately, Qiu Huzi at the tail of the sword explained to him, and Qin Feng understood what was going on.

It turns out that the Fei Jian is now located in the protected formation outside Shu Jian Mountain, the rainbow light fog sea formation. This formation is quite huge, covering a range of hundreds of miles, covering all the outer mountains of Shu Jian Mountain.

This formation has existed since the establishment of Shujian Mountain. It is a super-large magic array that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is said that this formation was created by the founder of Shujian Mountain at that time. Several powerful people from the Tiangang stage were invited to arrange it together. With all their strength, it is very powerful and can even resist the number of attacks of the late Tiangang cultivators without destroying it.

This formation not only protects Shujian Mountain in Xingluo Mountain from being attacked, but also has some magical effects of hidden mountain gates. After all, most immortal cultivators like to build their mountain gates into an isolated fairyland outside the world, which is more suitable for practicing calmly without being disturbed by some forces in the world or people who occasionally break into this place.

"In a while, you will see the mountain gate I sent."

Sure enough, after flying swords for a while, the fog around them gradually faded, and Qin Feng's vision became wider in an instant.

But the landscape in front of him made Qin Feng's expression instantly fixed on his face.

"It's so beautiful here!"

Even though he was knowledgeable, Qin Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

This is not the first time Qiu Huzi has come, but she still looks demented, obviously shocked by this beautiful scenery. The young man in Qingyi turned around and looked at the expressions of the two of them. His face was full of proud expressions.

How many people have I sent to you? Everyone who came to worship the mountain had the same expression.

Thinking about the time when I came to worship the mountain, I was like them, my eyes wider than eggs, and I thought I had entered a fairyland outside.

Shocked, amazed!

Because in front of you, Shujian Mountain is a fairyland on earth!

After reaching a high point, the waterfall pours down. A waterfall river is formed above the sky. The colorful rays of light are dyed with the sky, forming a wide rainbow that spans downward.

This is not a wonder, the most magical and shocking thing is-

On Shujian Mountain, there are ten peaks in one mountain!

Why is it said to be ten peaks in a mountain? Because it has a mountain, an inverted peak, nine hanging peaks, and nine hanging peaks are all standing peaks, which are always suspended around an inverted peak on the main mountain. With a layout like a law of heaven and earth, it forms a meteorological phenomenon of unity. There are hanging steps between the peaks. Between the clouds and fog, it is like a ladder to ascend to the immortals.

The nine hanging peaks floating around the main peak have their own different scenery. Some of them are covered with flowers and trees, competing for beauty, and various shrubs and trees are densely packed with green trees. Some are towering, high and low, staggered and uniform, while others are covered with swords, like a tomb of thousands of swords, which makes people solemn.

When Qin Feng turned his gaze to the fallen peak of Shujian Mountain, a huge platform square, some staggered and huge pavilions and buildings suddenly came into his eyes. A huge Zhuxian Stone Sword stood in the center of the huge square below the tower, and the sword training on the front seemed to be seen very clearly. Moreover, a large number of immortal cultivators gathered on the square. They were wearing white clothes, carrying flying swords, practicing hard, and constantly improving, as if they were pursuing the perfect immortal path.

Such strange stones and woods, flowers and birds singing, flying waterfalls, and hidden sword graves, deep and beautiful, moist and mysterious, truly worthy of being the fairyland on earth and the world in heaven.

This is the first right power in Yunqi Kingdom—
Chapter completed!
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