"A sword? What ghost?" read the sword Sutra. Xiao Yihan''s face was full of consternation and confusion.


    A sword. There is only one sword in the sword Sutra. There is only a golden giant sword pointing directly at the sky. There is no hint or other words. There is nothing else except the faint cold sword spirit.


    The golden man in the Soul Lake is also silent at the moment. As Xiao Yihan''s biggest helper in understanding Taoism, he is also at a loss at the moment. The wide open golden pupils are full of melancholy.


    Thinking carefully, Xiao Yihan frowned slightly and thought to himself: it was painted by that bastard.


    However, Xiao Yihan was not a person who gave up easily. He sat cross legged, spread the sword Sutra on his legs, closed his eyes and adjusted his Qi, and began to try to interpret it with soul power and sword Qi.


    As time passed slowly, Xiao Yihan sat where he was, and half a day had passed unconsciously.


    At the moment, Xiao Yi is cold, his whole body is hazy with sword Qi, his teeth are tight, his forehead is sweating layer by layer, his face is tangled, and he is a little tired.


    After a long time, Xiao Yihan slowly opened his eyes, stared at the sword, kept silent for a while, put it away, and a touch of helplessness surged on his face.


    "It seems that my current strength is not enough to cultivate it. Although it''s a pity, it can only be so." Xiao Yihan sighed helplessly when he rubbed his forehead.


    After a long trial, Xiao Yihan''s spirit could not invade the sword Sutra at all. However, he had to put away his soul power and try the sword Qi.


    The sword Qi has made progress. It can invade the sword Sutra for a little, but Ren can''t interpret it. The sword in the sword Sutra is like a giant peak, which can''t be crossed at all.


    "It seems that we can only practice other martial arts." Xiao Yi whispered and began to grope in the space ring.


    Now, he has just consolidated the realm of immortals, and it is difficult to break through his cultivation. The only way to improve his strength in a short time is Taoism.


    "I don''t know how to do this Taoist art." he gently wiped the dark script in his hand, and Xiao Yihan smiled at the corners of his mouth.


    Without hesitation, he quickly flipped through it.


    The painting of boundlessness is a top-level skill of the holy level. When it is practiced to a great extent, it can integrate all things without shape and shadow. It is the best of strange Taoism.


    Looking at a few words on the title page, Xiao Yihan flashed a trace of excitement in his pupils, and his hand holding the picture of boundlessness trembled slightly. Although the person who wrote this secret script is a little crazy, he can''t be wrong because he is a real top-grade saint.


    The top-level Taoist art of the holy level is already a very top-notch Taoist art. After all, there are almost no divine level skills in such a big fairy world, and the holy level is below the divine level, which shows its precious degree.


    In this regard, Xiao Yihan had to lament the terror of the dark night king. You know, such skills are generally the treasure of the town sect of those big sects, but the dark night King randomly placed them in the five elements immortal mansion. Although some of them are too confident in the inheritors, they can also see that they are rich and generous.


    The picture of boundlessness tells about the integration of Tao into body, which is to incarnate Tao and give the nature of body Tao.


    According to the cultivation method described in the boundless map, Xiao Yihan guided the Taoist yuan in the lake and began to integrate with the body a little bit. Everything is difficult at the beginning. As soon as Daoyuan touched his body, he met a pass.


    As the first track yuan intruded into Xiao Yihan''s body, Xiao Yihan''s body violently rejected it, and Dao Yuan was bounced out, causing a burst of turbulence in Dao lake.


    Xiao Yihan was not in a hurry and began to try again and again, but the time passed minute by minute. When he was soaked in sweat, he made no progress.


    "No, the body and Tao Yuan are two parts at all. There is no obvious coincidence between the two. How should we integrate..."


    Thinking secretly, Xiao Yihan''s eyebrows wrinkled, stroked his jaw and temporarily stopped his cultivation.


    After a long time, Xiao Yihan''s pupil was slightly bright, and a happy look surged on his face. He said secretly: the little black man is closely connected with my body. Maybe he can try it on him.


    When he thought of doing it, Xiao Yihan quickly adjusted his breath and sat down. He mobilized Daoyuan in the Soul Lake and began to flow like a little black man in Dantian.


    Not surprisingly, the little black did not reject at all. Under the constant warmth of Daoyuan, the little black began to shine, and Xiao Yihan''s body began to show a mysterious atmosphere.


    Seeing this, Xiao Yihan was excited. He knew that there should be no problem this time. Without hesitation, he began to practice according to the method described in the boundless map.


    Everything is changing imperceptibly.


    At this moment, northern region fire city.


    In a room at the top of the Tianfen gate, a middle-aged man sat in a chair with a gloomy face, and his clenched fists burst out a burst of bone explosion.


    The middle-aged man is the Lord of the burning gate, the Immortal Emperor of Yanyang. Sitting beside the Yanyang Immortal Emperor is a mysterious man wrapped in black cloth. If Xiao Yihan is here, he will recognize that he is the inheritor of the dark night king.


    "Young Lord, I''m really embarrassed by your conditions..." Yanyang Immortal Emperor sighed gently, smiled bitterly and said.


    When the mysterious man heard the speech, he put his hand on the table and gently tapped the table with his fingers, as if he were meditating.


    A little later, the mysterious man showed a cold air and said in a deep voice: "it depends on how you choose. You can weigh the weight between the Lord of the northern region and your son and the daughter of your elders."


    Secretly gritting his teeth, the Yan Yang Immortal Emperor suddenly felt cold and said in a cruel voice: "I respect you as the little Lord, just respect your master. Don''t push your nose and face. I advise you to let my child go as soon as possible, otherwise..."


    Mercilessly clenched his fist, Yanyang immortal emperor made a killing action.


    It can be seen that Yanyang Immortal Emperor really moved his heart to kill. He is a top Immortal Emperor, and now he has been instructed by a child how to endure with his temperament. If Yan Hongxi had not been in his hands, he would have slapped him to death.


    Staring at the Yanyang Immortal Emperor for a while, the mysterious man suddenly laughed with disdain and arrogance.


    A moment later, the mysterious man stopped laughing and stared at the Yanyang Immortal Emperor, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth.


    I don''t know why, seeing the sneer from the corner of the mysterious man''s mouth, I felt a bone chilling cold with the strength of Yanyang Immortal Emperor''s peak Immortal Emperor, as if staring at him was not a mole ant in heaven fairyland, but a poisonous snake from Jiuyou.


    "You''re old, too. Why are you still so simple? Aren''t I going to visit?" the mysterious man said darkly.


    "What do you mean? My son..."


    Pop pop.


    Before the Yanyang Immortal Emperor finished his words, the mysterious man clapped his hands slightly and leaned back on the chair, his pupils full of fun.


    The next moment, three dark shadows appeared in the room, silent, like ghosts.


    "Little Lord!"


    The three bowed to the mysterious man and stood with their hands down, like a sculpture without saying a word.


    "This... This... Three peak immortal emperors... How is this possible!"


    Staring at the three figures in a daze, the Yanyang Immortal Emperor leaned back on his chair and his face turned pale for a moment.


    He could feel that none of the three people in front of him was weaker than his breath. If the three people worked together to kill him, it would only take an instant.


    "Well, can I reconsider my conditions?" glanced at the Yanyang Immortal Emperor, and the mysterious man said calmly.


    The Immortal Emperor of Yanyang heard the speech, his pupils gradually became empty, smiled bitterly and shook his head, as if it meant the end of the curtain.


    "Well, well, I just hope the little Lord can put my son back safely."


    After taking a deep look at the Immortal Emperor of Yanyang, the mysterious man laughed and walked out of the house, followed by three figures.


    Looking at the figure of the mysterious man walking away, the Yanyang Immortal Emperor felt a touch of disappointment on his face and said to himself: "the northern region is going to change a lot this day. I thought it was a whisper of the end, but I didn''t expect it to trigger a flood..."