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Chapter 29 Zong Changkong

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"Collective storage space theft incident" is one of the most profound and profound events in the future.

It makes absolutely reasonable that Tan Weiran refuses to believe in general storage space.

This is extremely incredible.

One day in the future, countless martial arts monks in hundreds of worlds, about one-six of them, the storage bags, bracelets, etc. they carried with them, all the items disappeared overnight and disappeared without a trace. Tan Weiran was one of the victims.

This incident is extremely shocking.

Powerful warriors generally use safe storage spaces such as the Silent Sky Stone, and nothing happened. However, many super strong people were curious and participated in the investigation afterwards, but no one could find out the truth.

There have been various rumors and rumors. Several sects and families that have refined storage spaces for sale have also been unlucky and were annihilated by anger. But in the end, no one could draw conclusions or truth.

Previously, no one had ever suspected the safety and reliability of the storage bag. Since then, it has greatly subverted the fixed concepts in the minds of all monks.

It's funny, I don't know if this incident inspired some people. Later, intermittently, several famous storage space thefts occurred, including extremely reliable spaces such as the Silent Sky Stone. However, all of them were artificial.

He moved forward carefully and avoided a fifth-grade Yinfeng beast. Tan Weiran touched the bag he was carrying, which contained more than a dozen Yinfeng beast demon pills. When he noticed the Yinfeng storm, he thought to himself: "The Yinfeng is going to be stronger again. It seems that he has been back again."

"I can't find the way around," Tan Weiran pondered: "Why, try it in depth?"

The reason why he dared to go deeper was because he had already broken through the eighth level of the human level yesterday. His problem was that his qi cultivation was too poor, and many skills and methods were in his mind, and he could not practice them for the time being, and many of the strengths he should have could not be exerted.

Others have a stronger cultivation point, but their strength may be only one point. If his cultivation point is stronger, he will be able to exert more, and his strength can be three points stronger.

With the golden body and robes, Tan Weiran went deeper and comparable to the disciples of Tongxuan Realm. The deeper he went, the more he frowned. He felt a faint sense of indescribable breath in the cold wind: "What's wrong."

Find a safe place, sit cross-legged, and concentrate on waiting for the next wave of cold wind.

When the next wave of gloomy wind came, Tan Weiran's spiritual platform was clear and clear. He concentrated his mind and sensed it, and vaguely captured some of the aura in an instant. His mind was shocked: "It's the sword intent!"

"It's the sword intent, and the thoughts on the sword intent are dissipating."

Tan Weiran looked tall and waited for the gloomy wind to pass. He followed along the source of the sword intent and passed several waves of gloomy winds in succession. When he found that he was about to be unable to stop the gloomy wind, he could not help but cross-legged.

Re-sensing the sword intent in close distance will make it much clearer this time.

The sword intent was slim, and Tan Weiran's thoughts sank into it, as if he saw a lonely swordsman standing in a cave, not tall like him, but with the might of standing tall.

The swordsman drew his sword, and in an instant, he swept billions of blue light, almost shaking the world.

Tan Weiran opened his mouth wide and was shocked: "The Great Light Sword! Is it the elder of the sect! Which sect leader is it?"

The Great Light Sword is the most core skill of the sect. Generally speaking, only if the sect leader knows, it will be taught occasionally to those who have made great contributions.

After recalling carefully, Tan Weiran decisively denied: "It's not the sect leader, but the big light sword is the Great Light Sword. However, it's probably a sword technique created based on this!"

"If this is the case, the person who meets this condition must be that person."

"Zong Changkong!"

Seven thousand years ago, the sect leader was unfair, the sect was infighting internally, and foreign enemies were attacking. No one in such a large sect could stop it, and it was the end of the demise of the sect. At this time, the nameless sect appeared in the sky, and more than 800 swords later killed the powerful enemy and turned the tide.

After that, great achievements were difficult to draw, and the sect allowed Sect Changkong to establish Jian Xiaofeng and award the Great Light Sword.

Seeing that Xiaofeng was once extremely prosperous, more than a thousand years later, in a large-scale external battle, the sect saw that Xiaofeng's masters were almost completely destroyed. At that time, the sect went out and was not in the sect.

When the sect returned to the sky, they saw Xiaofeng miserable and miserable. They were heartbroken and knew the origin. Then they took the lead in angrily slashing Xiaofeng with a sword and flattened a mountain range. Then they rushed to the main peak and killed dozens of elders and guardians with the Great Light Sword and the Guangzhi Zizai Sword deduced from this. They were completely unharmed. Only then did they escape sadly and there was no news again.

Zong Changkong cut off the sect's kindness with one sword, and this incident directly caused someone in the sect to take advantage of the situation and founded Jianli Peak.

"Zong Changkong!"

Tan Weiran's heart was surging, and it was difficult for future generations to judge the merits and demerits of those years. However, as a warrior, what he yearned for was such free and easy, and such passion.

"Why does Zong Changkong's sword intent remain here?" Tan Weiran was determined: "You must try to go forward and see the sword intent with your own eyes."

The Yin wind comes every hour. This is an opportunity to talk about the future. You must go within an hour and return to this place. Otherwise, the Yin wind will blow and he will not be able to bear it.

There was no rush for a moment. Tan Weiran followed this route, feeling leisurely as if he was on a stroll, and he explored intermittently. He sensed the position of the coming of the cold wind in several different corridors and directions.

I was busy here, traveling around through the cold wind, and took about two or three days to deduce the location and distance of the remaining sword intent based on various signs.

“It’s time.”

When the next wave of gloomy wind passed, Tan Weiran looked resolute, like an arrow leaving the strings penetrated rapidly.

This cave is extremely large, and after Tan Weiran got lost, he has gone deeper. Even so, if he goes deeper for another hour, he will not be able to reach the place where the sword will remain. Unfortunately, when the Yin Feng is approaching, Tan Weiran calculates the angle of the corridor and picks a safer hidden place.

When the cold wind came, Tan Weiran was concentrating on the sensing, and he thought to himself: "The sword intent is indeed much stronger." A faint black shadow was seen from the corner of his eyes, and he suddenly felt awe-inspiring, restraining his breath and not daring to be careless.

Going deeper here, there are vague signs of six or seventh grade Yinfeng beasts.

Tan Weiran has chosen a position that is safe and hidden. However, the wind will be as fast as it can get. After a while, a cold wind will blow.

Tan Weiran, whose lips and teeth were red, was blown to make countless wrinkles on his face. The terrible part of the Yin wind can soak the body and blow into the meridians. The true energy that was circulating in the meridians was about to dissipate.

The eighth level of the human level should not have reached this point. Perhaps many years ago, this place was the place where Xingtian Sect gave his disciples to practice, but now it has long become a place of punishment, and the disciples avoid it like tigers. Not to mention Tan Weiran's cultivation at this time, even if he was at the ninth level of Tongxuan, he would not dare to go to this point.

Yinfeng is already terrible, not to mention Yinfeng beasts that appear here, the deeper they go, the stronger they become.

If it was a battle, Tan Weiran would not be afraid. The left and right were just fighting, and the left and right were just fighting desperately. He felt that his true energy was about to be blown away. He took out a wooden sign from the bag, which was a monitoring token.

Inspiring the token, a shield of Qi arose naturally. Tan Weiran pursed his lips and looked at the objects in the bag. Among them were those he prepared himself, spiritual stones and elixirs given by his senior sisters and brothers, and a magic talisman.

After looking at the Dharma Talisman for a while, Tan Weiran recognized that it was Master's work and smiled warmly: "Master, you are really hard-mouthed and soft-hearted."

Every disciple of Jianshi Peak can get a magic talisman given by his master. The master has never given it to him. I think he is afraid that he is too murderous. This time this one is exactly the same as what he got in his previous life. I guess it was handed over to him by his master.

It is said that Jianshi Peak is not good, and it is believed that it is the worst disciple of the sect. If the five disciples of Zhishi Peak are treated, they are probably jealous of the five people who are Tan Weiran and have all the hard work.

The monitoring token is not omnipotent. After a day and a half, the defense power in the monitoring token weakened, and it was quite shaky in the increasingly fierce wind.

At this moment, the place where the sword intent remains was finally in sight.

After measuring, Tan Weiran resolutely stepped forward, turned a long corridor, and suddenly lit up suddenly. What he saw and heard in front of him immediately made him gasp.

What a magnificent underground cave!

In front of me was a vast and huge underground cave, with sword marks everywhere on the stone walls, which were clearly opened up by humans with swords. That's fine, what shocked Tan Weiran was that among the countless sword marks, a magnificent sword mark on one wall was filled with the residual sword intent.

"The monitoring token may not be able to survive even the next wave of cold wind. If it is too much, it will not last more." Tan Weiran's eyes shining brightly: "I only have more than half an hour, at most one and a half hours."

If you don't retreat at that time, you will be dead.

After carefully sensing the remaining sword intent, Tan Weiran was hit by a heroic sword intent aura, which was extremely terrifying.

The residual consciousness in this sword intent is quite strong and extremely powerful. Tan Weiran's mind was hit by the sword intent in an instant, and it was almost unshakable and shocked!

If this sword is real, it is the self in the previous life. Can you resist it?

As soon as he thought of this, Tan Weiran was sweating profusely and his mind was frustrated. In the blink of an eye, Tan Weiran reconciled his mind that was impacted, his will was not shaken at all, and the spiritual platform was placed in a state of emptiness and brightness.

Discussions have been discussed by disciples of all dynasties. For thousands of years, who is the strongest among Xingtian Sect? This matter is quite controversial. However, Zong Changkong must rank among the top three, and this is a public opinion.

If someone else is here, he will be attracted by this residual sword intent and neglect the others.

However, Tan Weiran had seen the Great Light Sword with his own eyes. Although this sword intent was earth-shaking, it was obviously not in line with the Great Light Sword and even the Light Free Sword.

"There must be something strange in this."

After careful observation, there were three thousand sword marks on the stone wall. Tan Weiran looked from the beginning and sensed the remaining sword intent one by one, which was obviously not too old.

"Zong Changkong has been back!"
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