Fantasy: Sign In For A Thousand Years At The Start

Chapter 77

Chapter 77: A Vision Appears, A Magical Sword

Tianhe Sect, next to Jiuyou Gateway.

The scene of evil demons in the past has become peaceful because of the divine thunder that Song Wudao cut out.

Only three or two low Realm demons accidentally entered this place, and were shot by the golden light from the entrance formation, and then vanished into ashes.

Then the place became quiet again.

“Well, according to senior’s instructions, we can now open the universe bag of senior’s rebate.”

In order to show respect for Song Wudao, a few people acted at this time.

In addition, several people didn’t think that the things Song Wudao presented could have much effect, or help.

A few holy artifacts at most.

It’s not that it’s not precious, but they have the support of Sect.

A few sacred artifacts will not have any effect on their combat power.

After a while, the Qiankun bag was opened in the hands of Taiyi True Monarch.

A few people were curious, and their spirits swept inward.

“What, this… is the Holy Medicine Pill?”

“Holy product hidden spirit pill, an excellent Medicine Pill to make up for the foundation!”

“In the past tens of thousands of years, no one has ever been able to refine it.”

“There is no one in the Tianhe Sect.”

“There are five here!”

The five True Monarchs were shocked and said, this time after the impact of the riots in the underworld.

Coupled with the reason for guarding at the entrance of Jiuyou all the year round, their bodies have long been eroded by the demon energy of the underworld.

The foundation is very unbearable.

The reason why no harm has erupted yet is that they have suppressed it with the powerful Cultivation Base.

But their decline will be sooner or later.

It’s like the injury has already dragged down their cultivation progress very much.

“It’s not just the Holy Medicine Pill, but also a matching recipe to make up for the foundation. It’s just around the corner.”

“Senior is really sending charcoal in the snow.”

A warm current flooded the hearts of the five True Monarchs.

It is their great fortune to have such a senior in their Tianhe Sect.

It was them and the blessing of Tianhe Sect.

In Qiankun’s bag, there was still a token lying at this time.

Song Wudao’s voice appeared in the ears of several people.

“If something goes wrong, you can use the token to temporarily confront the enemy. Here is a hint of my sword intent. If you need it, you can also try Insight.”

Tai Su Daojun suddenly reacted. Among the few people, it was him who had the need of Insight senior’s knife intent.

The other people don’t practice knives, where would they use this thing.

He secretly blamed himself, for he had grievances because the senior refused to accept him as a disciple.

Now senior takes care of him like this.

Now think about it, how can a shallow person like him be worthy of senior.

…

At Refining Mountain, Song Wudao’s spirit power watched Gu Caixuan’s sudden departure, very confused.

What does Gu Caixuan want to say?

Regret the wish to marry own?

What a mess.

Yes, what a mess.

Because of his long-term focus on cultivation, Song Wudao has gradually forgotten a lot of knowledge about human relationships and societies.

He didn’t realize that Gu Caixuan had a good feeling for him.

As long as he speaks, even if he wants to form a dao companion with her, it is not impossible.

Once you miss this time, it may take a long time for the next opportunity to come.

“Forget it, don’t think about it, this thing is more complicated than cultivating.”

“It’s still comfortable to meditate.”

Looks like a thousand-year-old straight man.

Then Song Wudao calmly cultivated.

Time passed, and came half a month later.

Outside, after the war, the disciples of the Tianhe Sect were always cultivating vitality and repairing Sect.

In the mountain of refining soldiers, Song Wudao has been guarding the edge of the cold pool where the sword is pregnant.

At this time, a layer of brilliance floats on the surface of the cold lake, colorful, wonderful and beautiful.”Is it finally done.”

“I have waited for more than five hundred years of results.”

As soon as the voice fell, a mysterious Taoist rhyme emerged from the Lianbing Mountain, radiating to the surrounding like layers of ripples.

A short moment, covering the entire Tianhe Sect.

After that, Daoyun’s castration continued, and it had to go further.

At the same time, above the sky, a series of visions appeared.

In a blink of an eye, golden flowers fell randomly, auspicious clouds rose, and the phantom of the First Stage Great Buddha appeared in the sky.

Suddenly there was another change, endless swordsmen appeared, the sound of slaying sounded, and the gods and Buddhas were slaughtered.

A boundless rain of blood began to fall from the sky.

…

Scenes, one after another, countless avenue visions, spread Nine Heavens.

And these all happened in a very short period of time.

In the Tianhe Sect, only five True Monarchs could perceive this movement.

“What did the senior do?”

“Terrible.”

In the mountain room, Song Wudao waved his hand and his vitality flew out.

“Don’t make trouble.”

The fluctuations and visions stopped abruptly and were easily smoothed by him.

In an instant, the sky became clear and transparent, a blue, as if nothing had happened.

In the cold pool, the joyful sound of knives sounded, and a long knife with profound aura and thousands of rhymes flew out of the pool water, sprinkling a ripple.

“Zheng…”

A clear sound of a knife, like the first cry of a baby, is very immature.

Above Nine Heavens, Stratus vibrated gently in an undetectable way, and the void began to tremble at the same time.

“Magic Treasures, which surpassed the level of sacred artifacts, were finally successfully created.”

Song Wudao took the long knife in his hand and let out a long sigh of relief.

This long knife, which took him hundreds of years, can be said to be a masterpiece of all his casting methods.

Not only is it exceptionally sharp and powerful, but it also has a natural mystery.

Some usages require his master to personally explore in order to understand the usage.

At this time, the sound of knives resumed, and the mountain room was full of the hum of knives.

“what name?”

Song Wudao understood the meaning of this sword sound.

This kind of performance, actually is not to say that Lingzhi was born just after the long knife was born.

To produce spiritual artifacts, a name is instinctive.

Song Wudao didn’t understand what was the reason for this. He could only say that the Great Dao was mysterious, not something he could easily understand.

“name.”

“In fact, the avenue is nameless, and even the word “dao” is just imposed by people.”

“The profoundness of the great avenue, I have never heard of anyone who has completely realized it.”

“In this way, you will be called Wuming.”

“It matches my name.”

“One nameless, one innocent, it’s just right, is there going to be an innocent next?”

Song Wudao smiled and said to himself.

…

Time passed again, and under the rush, a year had passed. At this time, there were only two years left before the official opening of Tianchen Mountain.

And at this time, the Eastern Heaven Realm ascended the platform, the white clouds were misty, the fairy peaks were floating, and a yellow crane flew by leisurely.

Here, this yellow crane is just an ordinary bird.

But if this bird is seen in the world where Song Wudao lives, it will surely make ordinary cultivators exclaim.

A yellow crane with ordinary blood, almost impossible to become a demon, thinks that he has a Cultivation Base in the Gold Core realm.

On the Feixiantai, two greetings were heard from the guards of the Feixiantai. .

“God!”

The guard salutes respectfully.

“I don’t know what Xianjun will do?” one of them asked.

A figure wearing an inexplicable material and exuding an unusually strong wave frowned, and then replied.

“It’s not a good thing.”

“There are cultivators in the mundane world that violate the limit of man and sky. The Cultivation Base is enough, but it does not soar.”

“I’m arrested by the lower realms.”

Obviously, the person in the mouth of the gods is Song Wudao.