Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 542

[Chapter 542 Quarrel, cliff, past events]

Time passed minute by minute.

From the left atrium of Li Lan’s body, a beam of golden and jade-colored light suddenly shot out and disappeared in a flash.

A light group shone with the color of gold and jade, radiating light from his body, and then gradually disappeared, but the power slowly released from his body was tyrannical countless times, and there was a faint behind him. The illusory pattern of the Immortal King fighting the Nine Heavens became more and more realistic, releasing the divine power, setting off Li Lan like the coming of the God King, with a strange magic power that was irresistible.

Slowly opening her eyes, Li Lan restrained the golden jade in her body.

The profound energy he cultivated is actually a kind of mutant profound energy. Ice profound energy is actually the water attribute profound energy among the five elements.

Li Lan was a little surprised when she felt the newly added power in her body, especially the speed of profound energy running at a new level.

“This shouldn’t be the power of the Second Aperture Great Grandmaster, it is far beyond that, why is it like this?”

Li Lan frowned in thought.

On the road of martial arts, every step must be taken steadily. The inexplicable increase in strength is not necessarily a good thing. It is likely to leave some hidden dangers. However, there is no special result from this thought. The only question is that , Ding Hao’s profound energy had recently entered his body…

“Could it be for this reason? Ah Hao’s profound energy can resonate and stimulate with my profound energy, and achieve some kind of effect similar to double cultivation?”

Li Lan’s expression changed.

He turned to look.

Not far from him, Ding Hao sat quietly in the small inscription formation, his body was surging with flames, and his hands were constantly pinching out fingerprints.

The fingers opened and closed like a phantom, leaving behind an afterimage, like a blossoming lotus blossom, extremely coquettish, and the golden flames contained extremely terrifying power, which was enough to instantly make a strong man in the realm of Martial King. Turned into ashes, at this time, like a well-behaved elf, he intimately surrounded Ding Hao, and under the command of his ten fingers, wrapped a dozen precious medicines.

Ding Hao’s movements are very beautiful.

Under the golden eyes, that delicate face became more and more dazzling and handsome.

“God really loves Ah Hao too much. Any good things seem to be concentrated on him.”

Li Lan sighed softly.

“Why you?”

He looked at Ding Hao’s face quietly, the expression on his face was really complicated, he gnashed his teeth for a while, frowned for a while, and then showed a smile again.

The atmosphere in the tent was a little weird.

time flies.

Drops of sweat appeared on Ding Hao’s forehead.

The flame controlled by the ten fingers gradually became weaker, and a refreshing medicinal fragrance filled the air. Just taking a sip would make people feel refreshed. Tiny tentacles, wrapped around Ding Hao.

“Wandering around the world, Jiuyang is active… Dancheng!”

Ding Hao suddenly opened his eyes, with divine light bursting in his eyes, he pulled his hands, stretched his long sleeves, and swept through the void extremely quickly. Usually, it only took a moment to disperse, and then Ding Hao grabbed all of them in his left hand.

With a swipe of his right hand, dozens of Chinese characters fell, and all the twelve green medicinal herbs were sealed.

Pills have souls, especially high-level pills, which are the crystallization of countless magical medicine refining. Pill refining itself is a process of creation. The elf, from the moment of becoming a dan, will escape on his own, and if it is not sealed, it will soon escape.

Ding Hao opened his palms.

Twelve longan-sized, crystal clear, emerald-like round elixir, restrained its brilliance, lying quietly in Ding Hao’s palm, exuding a divine spirit.

“This is… a seventh-order pill? You have become a divine pill master?” Li Lan exclaimed in surprise.

Being able to refine sixth-order medicinal pills means that he has already left the level of ordinary medicinal pill masters and can become a divine pill master.

Looking at the entire Selangor state, only Selangor state alchemist Chen Nanchao can barely be regarded as a semi-divine alchemist, but he has already made countless sects in Selangor treat him politely, daring not to be slighted in the slightest. Chen Nanchao, known as Dan Wang…

Li Lan lost her temper.

Although Ding Hao knew that Ding Hao could concoct pills, Li Lan never imagined that Ding Hao’s attainments in pills had reached such a level.

Ding Hao smiled, he was in a good mood and was about to show off a few words.

at this time–

“Brother Ding, we have already negotiated with those old demons, and we can start the next section of the ancient road…” Song Que’s voice came from outside.

Li Lan frowned and put on her coat for the first time.

The night is bloody.

There was still a faint smell of blood in the air.

Above the mountain gate of Wen Jianzong, the lights are bright, like daytime.

This was the first night without a fight in such a long time. Many disciples of the Sword Sect were taking the time to heal their wounds, mobilize their profound energy, and regain their strength.

There are at least fifty or sixty high-level powerhouses of the Sword Sect gathered in front of the temporary commanding tent of the high-level sect, located next to the third step area [Split Lighting Rock].

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the big tent.

There were only three people in the big tent.

Three people who decided to ask the fate of Sword Sect.

What worried everyone was that there was a faint quarrel, among them, the voice of asking Tang Fo Lei, the first seat of the punishment hall, was the loudest. A sentence, and Ai Qingshan did not speak from beginning to end.

It is a pity that the big tent itself has the blessing of the inscription formation, which isolates most of the power and sound breath. The people outside can only vaguely tell that these three are quarreling.

But they didn’t know what the three giants were arguing about.

About an hour later, Tang Buddha, the first seat of the Punishment Hall, came out in tears, snorted coldly, and without looking at the crowd, he rose into the air and disappeared in the direction of the Punishment Hall in the distance.

After a while, Li Jianyi, the leader, also slowly walked out of the tent.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on him.

Everyone is worried.

At this stormy moment, the Big Three must not split.

Otherwise, the situation of Asking Sword Sect would be even worse.

Feeling everyone’s concerned eyes, Li Jianyi seemed extremely tired, smiled slightly, and said: “Everyone, let’s go, hurry up to rest and prepare, maybe there will be a fight tomorrow, Junior Brother Tang and I, it’s just that It’s just a little conflict, it’s fine.”

The crowd left in disbelief.

After waiting until everyone dispersed, Li Jianyi raised his head to look at the bloody full moon, shook his head slightly, with a dejected look, turned around and walked to the stone cliff in the distance step by step, walking slowly, as if he was thinking about something.

The mountain wind hunted and tugged at his robe.

At this moment, the most powerful martial arts master in Selangor, with a thin back, looked a little lonely and desolate under the light of the moonlight. Like an ordinary old man, he fell into deep thinking and was a little helpless.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him.

“You… come.” Li Jianyi was slightly startled.

Although he didn’t look back, he knew who was coming.

“What happened? You and Senior Brother Tang…” Roland, the master of Shuijian Peak, was wearing a sky blue palace gauze skirt. Silk’s worry, slowly approached.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Li Jianyi’s mouth: “It’s nothing, it’s just… the idea is a little different.”

Roland walked over gently.

She didn’t ask any more questions, and stood quietly beside Li Jianyi, side by side, looking down at the vast land below.

With a sigh, Roland said worriedly: “Actually, for so many years, the estrangement between you has not been completely resolved, right? The last time I used Ding Hao to transcend the calamity and planned to kill the traitors within the sect, it seemed to be working together, but in fact Is it because of the interests of the Sword Sect? Sigh, how easy is it to restore the broken mirror to its original state…”

Li Jianyi was noncommittal.

He turned his head to look at the woman beside him, his eyes were calm and soft like never before, he smiled and said, “After so many years, little junior sister, you are still so smart.”

Roland smiled slightly, and a rare sweetness appeared on his face, which disappeared in a flash.

Li Jianyi stretched out his hand slowly, and after a slight stagnation in the air, as if he had made up his mind, his fingers passed through Roland’s long messy hair, helping to gently gather the blue silk of this palace beauty behind his ear, and gently Authentic: “If tomorrow I really can’t escape the deadline, Alan, are you willing to forgive me for all these years of persistence?”

Roland sighed: “What’s the use of talking about this now.”

“You still hate me?” Li Jianyi showed a bitter smile: “Indeed, I’m not a good father, I’m too selfish…”

“You are indeed not a good father. You sacrificed our children to ask Jianzong.” Roland said quietly: “However, there is no sect master in Selangor, who will contribute everything like you. To the sect.”

“Could it be that asking about the calamity of the sword today is God’s retribution for me?” Looking back on the past, Li Jianyi suddenly found that he didn’t know whether he was right or wrong for his persistence over the years.

“Maybe it’s not retribution, but a test, a chance to be reborn from the ashes?” Roland suddenly stretched out his hand and gently held Li Jianyi’s palm.

Who can believe that the head of the first sect of the dignified Xuezhou has a rough palm, which is the calluses left by holding the sword all the time. Even the tyrannical cultivation of profound energy cannot erase this scar.