Chapter 349: Mu Feng and others' plan

Chu Yan mentioned a name that had not appeared for a long time, Qin Tiange.

Back in the mortal world, Chu Yan was captured and went to Qin Tiange.

Chu Yan didn't know much about this mysterious force, but Qin Tiange's hand extended to every star, even to the six domains.

The old man looked at Chu Yan with interest and smiled: "Tell me, how did you know?"

"It's very simple. You just said that the stars in the six domains are constantly changing, and even stars are born and destroyed. Dynasties change, and the emperor has his own ministers. History has long changed, but the only force that has always existed is Qin Tiange. You know the evil king and many things in the six domains. Looking at the six domains, the only one who can have this ability is Qin Tiange." Chu Yan said.

The vast world is eternal and long-lasting. There is only one master for ten thousand years. Who will decide the rise and fall?

How many people have become yellow earth and bones in this bloody storm?

How many people can leave a magnificent mark in this long river of history?

However, in this alternation of stars, the existence of Qintian Pavilion is too mysterious. They don't care about worldly affairs, don't participate in the disputes of the rivers and lakes, and are only responsible for writing the history of the stars, recording the ups and downs of generations, and the mystery of the ages.

"The mystery of the stars, the great way of heaven and earth, is too profound. Little guy, you still have a long way to go! Haha." The old man stroked his beard and laughed, got up and flew away, as if he had never appeared.

After a long time, another bright laugh was left in the air: "The evil sword stands here, and it will not rise for 100,000 years. Only those with a firm sword heart can pull it out, don't easily bury your life."

In the sword forest, Chu Yan was left alone, and he frowned slightly.

It turned out that the old man from Xumi Peak came from Qintian Pavilion. What kind of force is this?

Chu Yan didn't know, but fortunately he didn't want to think about it. He looked up at the forest of ten thousand swords. The evil sword stood in the center. He could feel the strong sword intent from the evil sword, like a shadow following him. Starlight rose on the sky, making a sad cry, like a dragon and a phoenix, so majestic.

If this sword is not drawn, ten thousand swords will fight for the edge. Once this sword is drawn, ten thousand swords will surrender.

What kind of spirit is this? Not fighting, but it does not mean that you can't. Back then, the evil king held this sword and slashed the six domains. When he fell, he made a bold statement that if one person died, there would be no sword in the world, and ten thousand swords would be buried with him. Only those with a firm sword heart can draw this sword and prove his way. If the sword heart is not firm, he must be killed.

Ten thousand years, how many people have died under this sword?

Chu Yan hesitated, and he finally sighed: "This sword is not something I can draw tonight."

This sword is too evil, it can kill people, and it tests the sword heart. Even the king can't draw this sword. Although Chu Yan is confident, he is not arrogant enough to think that he can draw this sword.

But even so, Chu Yan did not leave the sword forest. He sat cross-legged in the sword forest, using the sword forest to comprehend the sword and feel the sword sound. He sat like this for a month. During this month, he was with the sword, and the swords finally stopped rejecting him as they did at the beginning. Some of the magic swords even left afterimages, as if they wanted to test Chu Yan. Chu Yan was not polite and challenged the swords to improve his swordsmanship.

In a month, Xumi Peak was not quiet. The two groups of people clashed constantly. Mu Feng attacked several times, and once he directly injured Hua Zhixu.

In a blink of an eye, another two months passed, and the battle for the Heavenly Monument at the end of the year was getting closer. In three months, Mu Feng's strength became stronger. He seemed to have cultivated a secret method in the eighty-one mountains, which turned his arms into huge ancient monsters, like a giant unicorn, and his combat power increased dramatically.

On this day, in a bamboo forest, Mu Feng was in the first seat, and below him were Mu Ao, Li Sheng, Shi Tiandao, Xuan Bingxin and other overlords and geniuses gathered together.

"Brother Mu Feng, I have received news from the Ancient Demon Star Region that Chu Yan's seventh-level magic weapon does have a cooling period of one year. He used it in the Ancient Demon Star Region to threaten Jiang Fan. Now he uses it on you. You can't use it again within a year!" Xuan Bing thought.

"Mu Feng, three months have passed. Li Xiaoyao and others are getting more and more arrogant. They even started to compete with us for cultivation resources and the dominance of the Eighty-one Mountains. We are the major overlords. This is really too cowardly!" Mu Ao said angrily.

"Since the magic weapon can no longer be used, I think it's better to go to war with them directly. As long as they don't die or become useless, it's okay to be seriously injured. There are still a few months before the end of the year. When that time comes, they will have no right to participate." Li Sheng said coldly. The last time he was defeated by Chu Yan in one move was too humiliating. It made his martial arts heart dusty. He made no progress in three months. If he doesn't break this barrier, he is afraid that he will never improve again in his life.

Besides, the Li family is now deciding on the final candidate for the Heavenly Monument, Li Xiaoyao, who has the intention of surpassing him.

Mu Feng's eyes were gloomy. He was very unhappy about the battle that day, but he dared not be too presumptuous because of the existence of the old man Xumi and Qingyi.

"The fighting power of the Qingyi woman may not be inferior to mine."

Although Mu Feng was unwilling to admit it, he still said helplessly. He fought with Qingyi for less than a hundred moves that day, but he was suppressed. Although he could be said to have suffered a great loss in the previous battle with Chu Yan and was injured by the power of the seventh-level magic weapon, Qingyi's fighting power still caused him sequelae.

"I have a way to deal with the Qingyi woman." Shi Tiandao's eyes were extremely cold, and the next moment he took out a palm-sized tripod furnace. When this tripod furnace came out, the bamboo forest turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Is this, the seventh-grade magic weapon of the Shi family: the Burning Immortal Furnace?" Everyone's eyes lit up, and Mu Feng also flashed with greed. The Shi family's Burning Immortal Furnace is very famous in the six domains and galaxies.

"Well, once this furnace is out, it can burn the emperor. Unless they are the ones of heaven and earth, everyone else will turn into ashes here. When the time comes, as long as we use this furnace to trap the woman in green, will the rest of the people be our opponents?" Shi Tiandao said coldly.

"If I remember correctly, this furnace is one of the three great weapons of the Shi family. Why is it in your hands?" Mu Feng asked.

"Shi Wudao was seriously injured by Chu Yan. Although he did not die, he was killed ten times in the fire pattern array. His mind collapsed and he has become a madman now, which makes my Shi family furious. This furnace was given to me by Shi Wudao's father himself."

Is Shi Wudao crazy? This news surprised everyone: "Although Shi Wudao is not as good as Brother Tiandao, he is also a genius of the Shi family. However, he went crazy after fighting with Chu Yan. No wonder the Shi family is so angry."

"Even if there is a Burning Immortal Furnace, what about Elder Xumi?" Xuan Bingxin frowned and said: "Last time, Elder Xumi blocked the power of Chu Yan's magic sword. I'm afraid that the Burning Immortal Furnace can also block it."

Everyone fell into silence again. Last time, Elder Xumi had issued an order to warn them. If they dared to kill again, they would be committing a crime against the wind, which would surely anger Elder Xumi.

Everyone here is a descendant of the overlord, so they naturally know the existence of the eighty-one old men in Xumi Peak. These eighty-one people never interfere with the outside of Xumi Peak, regardless of the facts. However, there are iron laws in Xumi Peak, and even the overlord forces dare not easily touch them.

Mu Feng sat aside, looking at the Immortal Burning Furnace, his deep eyes flashed with a fierce look. This was definitely an opportunity, and being able to comprehend the seventh-level divine weapon was also an advantage for him. He said: "Everyone, old Xumi has his own way. There is a Sealed Mountain among the eighty-one mountains. This mountain can seal the fluctuations of vitality. We only need to make sure that old Xumi is not in the Sealed Mountain, and then lead people into the Sealed Mountain. At that time, we will slaughter people in it, and we will all retreat from Xumi Peak. By then, people will be dead and tea will be forgotten. Even if old Xumi pursues, we, the four overlords, can stop it. What do you think?"

"Sealed Mountain?"

"I know this mountain. The sixty-four mountains were cast by a great seal. This mountain has ten thousand seals. I think this method is feasible." Mu Ao said fiercely. He has always remembered the humiliation that Qingyi gave him that day.

"In that case, you should keep a close eye on them in the coming days. I will go to the Sealed Mountain to find the old man Xumi and see if I can trick him out of the Sealed Mountain." Mu Feng stood up, waved his sleeves, and turned into a white light and flew away.

Mu Ao, Li Sheng, Shi Tiandao, Xuan Bingxin and others also set off, and there were several major overlord forces and many geniuses who acted secretly.

At this time, Chu Yan and others did not know that this conspiracy was approaching. Chu Yan had been sitting cross-legged among the ten thousand swords, never leaving the sword forest, and comprehending the extraordinary sword way. In three months, his sword intent has improved a lot. The originally invisible sword sound is more murderous. Without unsheathing the sword, it can cut off the head of the enemy general a thousand meters away.

Chu Yan sat cross-legged in the sword forest and kept a distance from the evil sword. He looked at the evil sword. Every time the sun set, the evil sword would make a sad cry, as if complaining that no one could pull it out. As a divine sword, it was unwilling to be buried here, making the blade blunt, but it was also proud of the evil sword and refused to be used by mortals.

Xie Jian was no longer so repulsive to Chu Yan. Every time when the sun set, when he cried, there was a sword intent shrouding him, as if he was communicating with Chu Yan. But after a long time, he sighed again and retracted the sword intent.

"Too humble!"

In March, the voice Chu Yan heard the most was Xie Jian saying that he was too humble and unworthy of holding the sword of the evil king. The evil sword was spiritual, and Chu Yan did not argue with it. Every time when the sun set, he would just smile and continue to comprehend the mysteries of the sword.

The sword is the king of all weapons, with both offense and defense, and decisive killing. A sword practitioner should cultivate a sword heart for a lifetime. A sword practitioner sees the sword as a person, and it is very obvious like the evil king and the evil sword. A sword practitioner should have a firm sword heart, soaring into the sky and looking down on the sky.

Xie Jian was arrogant, and Chu Yan was also arrogant, so he did not get angry. Who said that he was the immortal king, and would he be humble today and forever?

Outside the Sword Forest, a long-planned conspiracy is gradually approaching. Li Xiaoyao and others are still unaware of it. However, on this day, Mu Ao and others walked in the air and landed where Li Xiaoyao and others were.

There were nearly a hundred people in a mighty force, all of whom were overlords and geniuses, led by Mu Ao, Li Sheng, and Shi Tiandao.

Li Xiaoyao and others frowned, gathered together, and sneered when they saw each other: "Mu Ao, Li Sheng, in the battle that day, Huo Feng was killed, and you, Li Sheng, were defeated miserably. How dare you come here today?"

Mu Ao snorted coldly on the side, and said nothing more. He waved his hand, and a scene appeared in the void. It was a mountain forest. Qiu Meng's thin body was tied up with fairy ropes and hung in the forest. There were several blood-red bloodstains on her fair skin, and her jade face was pale and extremely embarrassed.

"Qiu Meng!" The fat man growled on the side.

"Roar!" The little wolf also turned into a ten-meter demon wolf and let out a wolf howl.

Xuan Qing frowned and looked at Xuan Bingxin coldly: "Xuan Bingxin, Qiu Meng is your disciple of Younv Palace, and she is also a direct descendant. How dare you treat her like this? Do you still have any shame?"

"Qiu Meng colluded with Chu Yan, the thief, and should be punished." Xuan Bingxin snorted coldly, without saying much.

"Don't waste time talking to them. If you want Qiu Meng to live, the Sixty-Four Mountains will wait for you!" Mu Ao waved his hand, and the scene dissipated. The mighty crowd turned around and left, heading towards the direction of the Sixty-Fourth Mountain. Before leaving, there was mockery in their eyes.