Qingyan saw Ding Lingxiu talking to herself, and felt a little strange, thinking, "Are you saying it wrong? Isn't Bu Yun the best in the world? What else can I think about? Brother Ding looks really weird!" He thought of what Ding Lingxiu said just now, and he knew what the Three Jue, the Fourth Ancestor, and the Three Jue, but why is there a Fourth Ancestor, what the Fourth Ancestor is? It's not four ancestors! He has always learned more and more about asking questions. When he thought of this, he immediately asked Ding Lingxiu, "Brother Ding, what is the Fourth Ancestor you just mentioned."

What kind of person?" Qingyan asked, Ding Lingxiu came back to his senses, thought for a moment, and said, "The Fourth Ancestor is the master-level hot figures of the four founding sects in the Demonic Dao, among which the Yinshan Ancestor you scolded!" Qingyan was shocked and said, "There are so many people like the Yinshan Ancestor. Who are Brother Ding?" Ding Lingxiu has been absent-minded since she mentioned Bu Yun Zhenren, and seemed to be in a bad mood. When she heard Qingyan's question, she said, "Let's talk about these things later! Let's talk about the ghost hand Wuying Qiuhan first!"

Qingyan also noticed the changes of Ding Lingxiu, so he stopped asking questions. He heard Ding Lingxiu talk about Qiu Han again. When he thought of this mysterious ghost hand, he felt cold in his heart. His face changed slightly, and he said with lingering fear, "Brother Ding, this guy is too powerful. If you hadn't helped you, I would have been miserable!" Hearing Qingyan say this, Ding Lingxiu shook his head and said, "My move actually did not cause any harm to Qiu Han. My Taiyi Divine Thunder is not strong enough, so he can only disturb Qiu Han. He can't break his underworld barrier at all. You are the one who really hurt him!" "Me!" Qingyan opened his eyes wide and shouted, then said, "Brother Ding, it was you who suddenly shocked him to reveal his true form. How could it be said that I hurt him?" Ding

Lingxiu said, "It's me who shocked him out of his true body, but Qiu Han was only shocked by Taiyi Divine Thunder for a moment. He was exposed in his insanity. He was not injured. He was seriously injured by your sword. Qingyan, you don't know how high the cultivation level of the ghost hand Wuying Qiu Han is. I want to hurt him. Even if it is a sneak attack, you must use the Bishui Sword and do your best to succeed. Just a Taiyi Divine Thunder with insufficient fire cannot hurt him." Qingyan thought about it after hearing this, then looked at the Zixin Sword in his hand, and thought to himself, "I thought it was Brother Ding who hurt Qiu Han in front, so that I could succeed with one sword. Now when Brother Ding said this, it turned out that the Zixin Sword played a role. It seems that the power of thunder and lightning was condensed in the sword body by Uncle Yan, which is really powerful!"

When Ding Lingxiu saw Qingyan looking at the fairy sword in her hand, she thought to herself, "Qingyan's fairy sword is really strange. From the outside, she can't see particularly magical. However, the powerful aura that Qingyan showed when she was controlling the sword is amazing. It is really introverted and does not leak out!" He was also very curious about the Zixin Sword, especially after seeing Qingyan hurt Qiu Han's extremely sharp and shocking sword, the power displayed by that sword was definitely not inferior to his full power to use the Bishui Sword. At this point, Ding Lingxiu was very sure that Qingyan's Zixin Sword is definitely stronger than his own Bishui Sword. This refers to the power of the fairy sword itself. Ding Lingxiu's Bishui Sword is already the best among the fairy swords. It is better than the Bishui Sword. It is either the best, or the fairy swords that have not been passed down from generation to generation, or even the divine grades.

Thinking that Qingyan's fairy sword would be those extremely rare top-quality, even the immortal and divine immortal swords, Ding Lingxiu couldn't help but ask Qingyan, "Qingyan, what is your fairy sword called? Was it passed to you by Master Ling?" Qingyan was still looking at the Zixin Sword. When he heard Ding Lingxiu ask, he casually said, "It is called Zixin Sword, it was passed to me by my master!" "Zixin Sword, Zixin Sword..." Ding Lingxiu recited it silently for a few times, shook his head slightly. He had never heard of this name before, and looked at his wife Hu Tingting again. Hu Tingting also shook his head, Ding Lingxiuxin

"The immortal sword with such power will be silent. Looking at the power it shows, even the Rise Cloud Sword of my Taishan Sect may not be stronger. The Rise Cloud Sword is already an immortal among the sword. Could it be that it is the legendary magical immortal sword?" Thinking of this, Ding Lingxiu was shocked, but when he thought about it, he shook his head again and said intently, "Impossible, it cannot be a magical immortal sword. Although its power is great, it will never reach that level. I am afraid that I have too little knowledge and don't know the origin of the Zixin Sword, Zixin Sword! Maybe Master can know!"

Qingyan saw Ding Lingxiu silently after he finished speaking, but he kept shaking his head. It seemed that there was something wrong with the Zixin Sword. He couldn't help but feel a little strange, and said, "Brother Ding, what's wrong with you? Is there anything wrong with my sword?" Ding Lingxiu hurriedly said, "Nothing is wrong. I just feel very unfamiliar with the name Zixin Sword. I haven't heard of it before." Qingyan smiled secretly, "Of course you haven't heard of it. This is my Uncle Yan's name himself, and only the people from the Kongtong Sect know it, how can outsiders know it?" But he said, "Is that right? Maybe it's too ordinary, so no one knows it." Ding Lingxiu said with a straight look and said, "Qingyan, you're wrong. This Zixin Sword is definitely not ordinary. I saw you hurt Qiu Han's sword. The power of your sword is more powerful than mine.

A sword with all strength is definitely not different. If I didn’t think that your momentum was unusual when you were controlling the sword, I wouldn’t let you attack Qiu Han directly. You should know that the Nine Nether Explosion that Qiu Han practiced cannot be easily broken!" Qingyan shook his head and said, “Brother Ding, how can I compare with you? I am far worse than you!” Hearing Qingyan didn’t understand what he meant, Ding Lingxiu explained, “Qingyan, you didn’t understand what I mean, right, your cultivation is worse than me, but I am not referring to the difference between you and me, but the difference between swords and swords!” Qingyan said in confusion, “Sword and sword are my Purple Heart Sword and your Bishui Sword? What’s the difference between them? I think your Bishui Sword is also very powerful!” Ding Lingxiu smiled bitterly when she heard this, “Qingyan, don’t you know that the fairy sword is also divided into levels!”

Qingyan was stunned. He didn't know this. He only knew that people were divided into different levels. Unexpectedly, even swords could be divided into levels. Ding Lingxiu saw Qingyan's expression and knew that Qingyan didn't even know this. She couldn't help but sigh and shake her head again. He really let Qingyan defeat her completely! Hu Tingting, who was standing beside him, was also like her husband. Seeing Qingyan's blank and ignorant expression, she didn't feel like she smiled, and said to herself, "This disciple of Kongtong Sect is really good. I really don't know how his master dared to call him out so safely. He didn't know anything. Brother, you, the elder brother, is really not easy to be a big brother!" Hui'er, who was in her arms, seemed to be more interesting as he listened for a long time, and she didn't speak. She just looked at her father and the Taoist uncle, her eyes turned back and forth, as if she had figured out everything. The only thing she didn't understand now was Tang Zhongchuan and Qingyan who were like listening to the books of heaven.

After being stunned for a long time, Qingyan asked, "Brother Ding, how do you distinguish the level of this sword? Are there a big difference?" Ding Lingxiu couldn't help but sigh, "Of course it's big, otherwise what else can you divide it!" Qingyan thought about it, and asked very stupidly, and she blushed. She asked again, "Brother Ding, I know less, you'd better tell me!"

This humble request for advice is also a major advantage of Qingyan. Ding Lingxiu naturally could not refuse. She nodded and said helplessly, "Okay, then I'll tell you!"
Chapter completed!