The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

After everyone woke up, they all knew that if they went further, they would be strangled to the Sword Region.

I saw that in the lore, there was a white-clothed sword cultivator standing solemnly, his breath was cold, and he was as motionless as a mountain.

He is clearly not a very tall and burly person, but at this time in the eyes of everyone, he seems to occupy the world, leaving only one figure in the vast beings.

In such a situation, it seems that this world has become a killing intent, and in the killing intent, there is a shocking sword intent.

This person seems to be a human being, but also seems to be nothing more than a sharp sword, piercing the sky.

Seeing this, the silver-clothed youth looked solemn, and passed on a voice transmission: "I also ask fellow Daoists to stop, don't hurt your peace!"

The white-robed swordsman turned his head slightly and swept the crowd one by one, his eyes calm.

This person has no joy, no anger, no worries and no fear, as if nothing in the world can enter his eyes, and the seven emotions do not arise.

The silver-clothed youth frowned secretly, only to say that this time he had to fight a fight, otherwise, with the heavy killing intent of this white-clothed swordsman, he might not be able to keep his hands. Thinking like this, he also felt a little troublesome in his heart, but his eyes never looked away, and he was also looking for the flaw in the sword repair.

Suddenly, he let out a "huh".

It turned out that when Jianxiu's gaze fell on the youth in Tsing Yi beside him, he was looking at people.

This made the young man in silver clothes move slightly.

He thought for a while, and then said, "I just sent a voice transmission to Senior Brother Ling, and I can't answer. I think I can't convey it. Little Brother Xu, things are now deadlocked. I hope you can give it a try, and tell Senior Brother Ling to be merciful."

Xu Ziqing heard the anxiety in the words of the silver-clothed young man, and no matter how uncertain the identity of this person was, he felt that he did not have to fight for his life, so he immediately responded: "Senior brother is always cold-faced and kind-hearted, let me try. "After saying that, he also sent a voice and called, "Senior brother, brother! Stop, you will die!"

Strange to say, Xu Ziqing called "Senior Brother" several times, but Yun Lie finally responded.

He stood still in the void, and he swallowed the sword intent under his steps, but the momentum all over his body melted like ice and snow, and all the sword pressure disappeared in an instant.

The killing intent dissipated like the wind, and the endless squeezing force it brought also disappeared.

This makes everyone feel light and clear.

Xu Ziqing was relieved, and immediately Yufeng ran over.

Chapter 236 Recruitment

Yun Lie took the sword domain, and his expression was still very indifferent. When he saw Xu Ziqing coming over, his eyes softened a little.

When Xu Ziqing saw that his brother was fine, he felt relieved, and immediately said, "Brother has just used a very powerful means, and it must have consumed a lot of money. It's better to take a pill first."

Yun Lie nodded slightly, took the medicine pill and ate it, the aura of his body was no longer as independent as before, but it was like normal. He looked at it again, and although he still had no emotions, he no longer gave off an extremely terrifying sense of danger.

Xu Ziqing naturally understood the meaning of his brother, so he explained everything just now through sound transmission to his brother, and even some details were not missed.

On the other side, when Yun Li put away the Fourth Realm Sword Domain, the illusory sword domain above Xi Rin's head shattered immediately, and the aura on the ice and snow long sword had already dimmed a lot, and it could be seen that it was full of vitality. hurt.

But fortunately, the withdrawal of the sword domain was timely, and it was a bit inappropriate in time, and Xi Lin was not injured in the end.

After putting away the spirit sword of life, Xi Rin shook his body and returned to the silver-clothed youth.

The young man in silver saw that he was so embarrassed and asked, "Is there any serious problem?"

Xi Rin shook his head and said, "The fourth realm is really no trivial matter. I suffered some internal injuries, and the origin was also a little shaken."

Hearing this, the silver-clothed youth couldn't help frowning.

But Xi Rin said again: "Fortunately, the state is not damaged. These injuries, as long as you meditate quietly for a few days, you will be fine."

The silver-clothed youth raised his eyebrows, but his expression was still a little solemn: "Can you see the origin of this person?"

Xi Lin's expression was straight: "In this person's sword intent, the killing intent is like a gang, and there is no other impurities... I thought that the person who could cultivate the swordsman who surpassed me was the person of the Wanjian Xianzong in the Southern Region. , but I have seen it at this time, and I know it is not. If I am not mistaken..." He pondered a little, and said, "This person should be a new Jindan cultivator on the Tianlong list, who climbed to fifth place as soon as he entered the list. Killing Sword Yunlie is the head of the core disciples among the 382nd generation disciples of the Wuling Xianmen in the Eastern Region. As far as I know, the swordsmanship practiced by Killing Sword Yunlie is 'ruthless killing swordsmanship'. The characteristics displayed by people are very similar.”

In just a few sentences, Yun Lie's origins have already been made clear.

The young man in silver raised his brows: "Oh? I remember that the thirty-first brother was on that list."

That day, the Dragon List only included people under the age of 100 who achieved golden elixir. People with high status like him were born with countless precious resources for him to use, and also had many royal family affairs to deal with. This is not a single-minded ascetic practice, often It is not possible to form an elixir within a hundred years, but instead, it is more of a long-term accumulation, and it will catch up later, so it does not pay much attention to this kind of potential list.

Unless the person on the Tianlong list has done something earth-shattering, or the potential is big enough to win him over, he might not even be able to remember his name clearly. Now that Xi Rin mentioned Yun Lie like this, and he just saw Yun Lie's methods, he was a little interested.

Xi Rin has followed the silver-clothed youth for many years, and naturally knew him quite well, and immediately explained: "The ruthless killing swordsmanship is commonly known as 'death swordsmanship' in our swordsmanship, because it is extremely limited in the seven emotions , so for tens of thousands of years, no one has been able to form an elixir, often

It's just obsolete. A few days ago, I saw a sword cultivator soaring on the Heavenly Dragon Ranking, which attracted the attention of many people. Not only I am interested in him, but there are many sword cultivators in the world who have some attainments, and probably cannot ignore him. "

Hearing the words, the silver-clothed youth raised his hand and touched his chin, and those extremely bright eyes narrowed slightly.

Xi Rin's heart moved slightly, his prince showed such an expression, I was afraid that he had some thoughts.

The two said a few words, and Xu Ziqing just finished talking.

The silver-clothed youth smiled, and actually took the lead in walking over the clouds and said hello: "Xu Xiaoxiong, this is your senior brother, may you recommend me?"

Seeing this, Xu Ziqing immediately understood and glanced at his senior brother.

Yun Lie's expression remained unmoved, and he had no intention of stopping him.

Xu Ziqing smiled and said: "This is indeed the junior's senior brother, named Yun Lie. Senior brother has always been taciturn, and I hope seniors don't take offense."

The silver-clothed young man said with a smile: "Senior Brother Ling is a person of true temperament, and it fits my spleen and stomach. How can I take offense? Now this war cannot stop for a while, and I am afraid there will be more than ten days of fighting. After a bit of hard work, you might as well go back and rest for a while.”

When Xu Ziqing heard him say this, he naturally said, "Senior brother and I have exactly this intention, we really need to go back to adjust our breath first."

The silver-clothed youth smiled even more: "Just now, my brother was too reckless, and I kept my hand from fellow Daoist Yun, and I knew the two of them at first sight, so let me entertain them for a while and thank them. "

The first few sentences have been twisted and twisted, and he only said his original intention at this time, which is very logical, and it is also very difficult for people to refuse.

Of course, if you really want to refuse, it is not impossible.

But being so sincerely invited and unwilling to entertain, there is a suspicion of not knowing the good and the bad.

And... Xu Ziqing always felt that this young man in silver looked very human.

Therefore, after Tong Yunlie looked at each other for a while, he smiled: "Then the junior will thank the senior on behalf of the senior."

The group immediately turned around, abandoned the reckless battlefield, and headed straight for the town.

Many monks on the city wall were still using their methods, but when they saw the red cloud flying, they opened a hole in the great formation and let everyone in.

When they arrived in the city, the red cloud floated straight to a house made of bluestone. It was several stories high. It didn't look very gorgeous, but compared to the residences of many generals, it was not known how much better.

The silver-clothed youth lowered the cloud head, led the two brothers into the house, and invited them to take a seat in an inner room. He himself sat in the first place, his digital "brothers" on the left were actually his subordinates, and on the right were Xu Ziqing and Yun Lie.

Soon several beautiful maids came over to offer the tea, which was filled with spiritual energy, and the fragrance was fragrant. It was obviously a good spiritual tea. After taking a sip, a clear stream flowed down from the throat and flowed into the dantian. Warm, very comfortable and very enjoyable.

Several people enjoyed a quiet moment without speaking.

After a while, the spirit tea was more than halfway through, and the silver-clothed youth said with a smile, "Little brother Xu, fellow Daoist Yun, how do you two think this 'blue fragrance tea' tastes?"

Xu Ziqing also smiled gently: "The entrance is sweet, the taste is endless, and I would like to thank the seniors for the hospitality."

The silver-clothed youth had already seen that the friendship between the two brothers was very deep, that Yun Lie was aloof and did not want to chat with others, and when he dealt with foreign affairs, it was his junior disciple Xu Ziqing who came to deal with each other. Trust each other. Therefore, although he did not think much of Xu Ziqing's Huayuan cultivation, he was quite polite to Xu Ziqing in Yun Lie's face.

He was born handsome, and once he was polite, it made people feel more comfortable: "You don't have to be polite, if you two like it, I will ask my maid to send you a box later, which is also a gift for meeting."

Seeing that the host is so polite, what else can Xu Ziqing do? Naturally, I thanked him continuously, and I went back and forth with him, and chatted for a while.

After that, the silver-clothed young man finally said: "I've been talking about this for a long time, but I forgot to introduce it. My name is Xuanze, and I am the twelfth son of Emperor Yan today." He looked to the left again, and continued, "These few He is my disciple, and he was with me in the early years, and he is no different from his own brother."

Xu Ziqing was startled, but after thinking about it, he was not too surprised.

This silver-clothed young man has appeared since his appearance, and his style and bearing are very unusual, and he has such a house in the city, the more he knows his extraordinary origin.

Now that he heard that he was the Twelfth Prince of the Dayan Empire, it made him take it for granted.

It's just that the Twelve Princes are so polite to them, there must be no reason.

Xu Ziqing's thoughts turned around, and he thought about it a lot, but his expression showed a bit of surprise, and he quickly cupped his hands: "It turns out that the senior's status is so precious, the junior is disrespectful, disrespectful."