When Landi returned to Baizhou Gate, Baizhou had already led more than half of the elites in the sect out. It is said that a major change occurred in the mountains 300 miles east of Huihuang City. The hunters who lived nearby not long ago noticed that the color of the waterfall turned gray and white.

At first, the hunters nearby didn't care much. Soon, the beasts in the mountains began to change, and their hair gradually turned black. What was even more surprising was that they all seemed to be practicing into sperm, not afraid of bows and arrows, and their hair was as hard as iron.

This began to alert the country hunter sect. Some people suggested to inform the evil sects of the nearby demons, so that the other party could send people to eliminate the demons and get along well. At the beginning, the small sect in the area only revealed some fairies, and was still very happy. Unexpectedly, after killing many wild beasts without gaining anything, they gradually realized that something was wrong.

Besides, there is no benefit. He wasted manpower and was unwilling to continue, so he reported this matter to the town and stayed out of the matter to save trouble. When local towns sent people there, all the water sources in the mountains changed color very much, and he suspected that it was black water toxins. At the same time, many black fox demons that appeared at night in the mountains and forests killed people's lives, and they were ordered by the seventh lady during the day.

After hearing the officials in the palace, Landi shook his head and sighed. Things have developed to this point. It has become inevitable that Dimo ​​Sect will face unprecedented disasters soon. Now that Baizhou Sect has been dispatched, it is probably just a vague preparation for taking action here.

The three evil sects of the Earth Demon, the dark night and the evil rain have become the objects in their pockets under Yi and Lan Ao's plan, and now the only one left is Bai Yu.

Thinking of this, he began to think about whether he should withdraw from Tianxuan Gate as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would be causing trouble if he wades in this muddy water. He didn't want to interfere with Lan Ao's affairs at all, but he didn't watch Bai Zhou change and pretend to be blind.

Thinking of this, he started to go into seclusion that night and blocked Tian Xuanyun outside the bedroom. He tried to understand all six swords as soon as possible and leave. The original plan was to take one or two months, but he knew that it didn't take that long since he picked up the first sword.

The six swords are different from the Snow God. They contain all the fluctuations of consciousness that can be captured. They clearly believe that they can stay in it, and they can easily integrate it without any effort. The fluctuations of consciousness are no different from his own.

Driven by the wave of consciousness hidden in the sword, he entered another world that was like a real illusion. The one he already had in that world guided his consciousness into, blended with each other, and then turned into one.

All his insights into this sword in the environment were truly felt as if he had experienced it personally.

Every time the sword comes out from the consciousness hidden in the sword, the sword will be broken and scrapped. The powerful spiritual power or evil energy that the sword itself possesses also spreads between heaven and earth, and the broken sword becomes mortal iron.

One handle was like this, two handles were like this... Until the last borrowed sword was broken and scrapped, Lan Emperor cross-legged and closed his eyes, he also realized, or remembered the so-called Sword Emperor Nine Swords.

In the final scene in the illusion, the whole body naturally exuded a strong murderous energy. After understanding, he had a smile on his face. In the illusion, a man with black and red silk came up. His face looked very much like Eyun, but the long hair that was windless and could never be neat, and the pressure and momentum brought by the black and red energy covering the whole body were far beyond Eyun's ability.

The woman's face was cold and lifeless in her eyes. She looked at him but didn't show him in her eyes.

The sound was as strange as that expression.

"You have been able to understand this sword for a shorter time. It seems to be a success."

The one in the illusion became bright and the sword in his hand flipped with his wrist, and quickly turned around for a few circles, then drew out the parabola and flew out from afar, and finally inserted it into the scabbard erected in the snow, and the lingering sound kept ringing.

"Yes. I have realized the unprecedented Nine Swords of the Sword Emperor." There was unconcealed tragedy and a bit ridiculous.

The woman raised her palm and the falling snowflakes gathered like crazy. She blinked into a snowball, which was suspended by her palm. The snowball suddenly opened a small hole, and clear water flowed out from it, and into the cup held by her other hand until the cup was full.

In the illusion, he reached out his hand without hesitation and took the cup over, raised his head and drank it clean.

The woman turned out a cup from somewhere and continued to follow the clear water flowing from the snowball. She still said in a cold tone, "When will you learn to be polite?"

The person in the illusion did not hear it, and he didn't care at all. Seeing that the cup in her hand was full again, he grabbed it and drank it.

Finally, he asked, "How? This name is loud!" As he said that, he laughed again.

The woman spoke in a cold tone that was not like a human, "The Sword Emperor's Nine Swords, if you count the number of nine of yourself, it will return to the original point. But she deliberately makes others think you have some powerful sword skills."

In the illusion, he laughed again, as if he was so happy. He even put his face in front of the woman's nose and said, "You even guess my thoughts right. I think it's very interesting. Over the years, no matter what move I use, others will tell you about it. The old people in the palace even set up a group that specializes in my sword technique. It feels ridiculous and funny when I think about it.

Anyway, I am the same. I just borrowed the sword and started the palace and stared at it. I could just have seven nice names to avoid them calling. Next time I will not be too lazy to pay attention to them. I will definitely laugh when I think about it. The Sword Emperor Nine Swords have nothing at all! Haha..."

He felt funny and kept laughing, but the woman didn't seem to find funny, or she couldn't laugh at all. She stood there coldly, and continued to continue the snow-filled water...

Weapons are just situations, their origins are only because they are more lethal than human body, their standards are different because they are more suitable for various situations, and their various skills are only because they are better used to exert the lethality in their performance.

Until a person cultivates immortal techniques and immortal bodies, the manufacturing of weapons is still developing. It seems that it cannot be separated from humans and cannot be separated from combat. But what if a person's own lethality and destruction has reached a point where no weapon can reach it?

Is there any meaning of weapons? Of course, there is no more. His true energy, no immortal and demon weapons can carry them in the world. The sword energy he condensed is so fast, ruthless, and the shooting distance are no longer comparable to any flying sword.

Since there are no weapons he can use in the world, what sword can he understand? What can he understand from the sword?

He could only realize one thing, he no longer needed and could not use weapons. From that day on, he would have won all his swords.

In the illusion, he smiled and reached out and grabbed the cup that the woman had already brought to her lips and drank it dry. The illusion was then blown into pieces by the flying snow inside, dripping away in the wind...

Lan Di, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, gradually got rid of the influence as the illusion disappeared. He realized that there was no wind in the room. Seeing that he finally broke the sword and scrapped it, he couldn't help but sigh.

If he had to explain his understanding in the illusion, it seemed that he could extend it to many. But to put it bluntly, it was just his thoughts in the illusion. Cultivation, practice.

What I should have cultivated is myself, so why did I become a sword, a magic, a flying sword, and a...

When a person is so powerful that it is beyond the reach of other objects, there will be no weapons in the world. I suddenly sighed and remembered the body of the god driven by Lan Ao. The true god cultivates his own power, and the tools in his hand. The more he cultivates, the more he feels the body of the true god is incredible.

Because people have been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years, they have not changed much, but the tools in their hands are becoming more and more lethal.

I immediately realized what he felt in the illusion. These swords were really in vain, but they were not in vain.

Immediately got up and packed all the short swords on the floor, put them back into the exquisite and luxurious sword box, and wrapped them up again. Then I pushed out the door and packed up my things, and didn't plan to keep them for a moment.

After Tian Xuanyun and Zhao were all cleaned up, he told him that several disciples from Zhongli City, or who had a lot of business operations came over. He also handed over the bag of Broken Sword to the hall manager, and ordered them to hand them over to Bai Zhou. He said he wanted to go to Zhongli City to handle some things, and left with those disciples who were both expectant and panicless.

The manager thought he was going to deal with the secular business under his name, and the disciples thought that the master wanted to use the people and wealth of their family in Zhongli City. No one was surprised to think too much, and Lan Di didn't care whether he would reveal his whereabouts. He rushed to Zhongli City as soon as possible through the teleportation array.

He did not delay the moment of escaping his life. Seeing that there were more and more changes, things would soon reach the point of putting them on the table. If he stayed for a while, he would be afraid that he would be pulled into the muddy water because of this.

Tian Xuanyun didn't know what he was thinking, but when she saw that she could go back, she was always happy and kept saying good words along the way, feeling that it was not enough to express her full support for his decision.

After the crowd arrived at the Zhongli City without any obstacles, the disciples who accompanied him were sent back to "do their business" by Emperor Lan. The few of them left happily for a moment without delay. They were each organizing to welcome the hosting masters, but they didn't know that Emperor Lan had led the invisible photos and Tian Xuanyun toward the dividing line in the city.
Chapter completed!