First Son-in-law

Chapter 2228 Journey to the Sword World

Fairy gold!

The inner alchemy of chaos.

Xinzhou has been nurtured for hundreds of millions of years.

Qin Li didn’t think of the origin of Xianjin.

No wonder the heavens in the universe have only one piece of immortal gold, which is unique.

Even the immortal artifacts of the three emperors of the heavens, but with the help of the “Creation Tome”, the inferior immortal gold was born by fusing several kinds of divine gold and injecting immortal energy.

“Where is the seal of chaos now?” Qin Li asked curiously.

“my hometown!”

“That is the sword repair world.”

Bailijian looked into the distance and couldn’t help but smile.

Many people know that he is the immortal emperor, living in the outer sky, but few people know that his mother is just a dancing girl, born in the world of sword repair.

“Oh! That’s great.” Qin Li’s eyes moved, he just wanted to go to the Great World of Swordsmanship, see the Twenty-Three Sword Master, and repay some cause and effect.

at this time!

The Palace of Gold turns out to be empty.

According to the coordinates, return to the world.

Finally left the endless darkness and loneliness.

Qin Li could vaguely see the very faint big sun in the distance.

For this alone, it feels warm, the heavens are the harbor, the homeland of all living beings.

Even the undead are full of nostalgia for the world, because even they hate complete nothingness and fear the birth of heaven, so they have been working hard, giving the heavens the opportunity to counterattack.

Continue to fly away.

They took back Taihua Supreme.

When I returned to the heavens, more than a month had passed.

If it hadn’t been for Ping Ningming now, and the four emperors had been away for so long, the heavens would have been bloodbathed for several rounds!

“Everyone, don’t pass by, I’m going to the sword world!”

Qin Li arched his hands and disembarked early.

“Go early and return early.”

Everyone smiled and waved their hands.

Qin Li then left the Golden Palace.

It turned into a meteor in the sky, quickly approaching the sword world.

It didn’t take much effort to revisit the old place and arrive at the sword repair world.

Qin Li dressed in white, carrying the Immortal Sword of the Beginning of the Beginning, with a half-sword dagger on his waist, like a sword immortal from the outside world, the heaven and the earth changed instantly when he settled down.

Billion miles of clouds and waves shocked the world; ten thousand rainbows flowed like a sword across the mountains and seas; there were dragons and tigers roaring, and phoenix mingling; this was only the result of Qin Li’s exposing a breath, which shocked the entire sword world.

“The cultivation base is getting stronger and stronger, and the suppression must be constantly improved.”

Qin Li sighed.

Strongly convergent breath and return to the ordinary.

Everything is light and windy, and he is completely back to basics.

“Suddenly heard that the dragon yin has changed, it turned out that the Holy Emperor came here!”

“The holy emperor is coming, there is a long way to go!”

Several holy sounds came.

distance.

Twenty-three holy lights struck.

Falling on the ground, it was the twenty-three Juggernaut.

There are men and women, there are old and young, they are all made of swords and bones, and the sword is the sacred hand.

They either used long swords, or thin swords, or heavy swords, or double swords… They all existed proudly, and now they all knelt to the ground.

The name of the emperor is too big, even if they are, they can’t be sloppy.

“stand up!”

“What are you doing.”

As soon as Qin Li raised his hand, he helped everyone up.

“I’m here this time, mainly to reminisce about the past, not to show off power.”

The Twenty-Three Sword Saint breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn’t help but look at Qin Li carefully, and his heart was even more shocked, as if a stormy sea was rising.

They also heard some rumors that Qin Li was the Holy Emperor back then.

But all this is too mysterious.

once!

Two teenagers wandering around.

Come to the sword world, enter the holy palace.

One is Qin Li, and the other is Bailijian.

The former possesses the Nirvana Eucharist, and the latter possesses the Sword Emperor.

To be honest, looking at the eight hundred realms of the heavens, the Eucharist is rare, but not uncommon.

However, the Twenty-Three Juggernauts adhered to the principle of wide-ranging good relationships, met the two of them, and also taught them their top swordsmanship.

One wants to learn the strongest swordsmanship and won the “Billions of Dust Lightsaber”, and the other wants to learn the most suitable swordsmanship, so he will give away the “Twenty-Three Sword Washing Record”.

But who would have thought that after a few decades, one of them would become the immortal emperor of the immortal ancient times, and the other would become the holy emperor against the sky. Even if it is a dream, I dare not have such an idea.

It was not until Qin Lizhen came that they were sure that everything was true.

“I don’t know how many saints’ names are taboo?”

Qin Li asked.

Suddenly.

Twenty-three holy fears.

“Before the holy emperor, I dared not call it holy.”

“I am the lord of the sword palace, you can call me the gentleman sword.”

The Gentleman Sword Saint Realm Nine Stage, is the strongest monk in the sword world, only one emperor seal can become the emperor of the sword.

He wore Tsing Yi, sword eyebrows and star eyes, tall and straight, but he bowed slightly, and said with some trepidation: “The holy emperor revisited his homeland, and I also invite the sword palace to talk about it. I will set up an emperor’s banquet later and fully entertain him.”

Qin Li nodded.

It’s hard to be kind, and it’s hard to refuse.

Now that the netherworld has subsided, he still has time for a meal.

Following the gentleman sword, they came to the temple, where the big banquet has been opened, and all kinds of delicacy holy pills have been laid out.

“Don’t spend too much time, just relive the old.” Qin Li said.

Twenty-Three Sword Saints nodded.

banquet!

Passionate.

Also talked about the past story.

Junzijian still feels a little dreamy.

The kid who was studying in front of the door back then is now nine days old.

Even if they had to look up, they sat beside Qin Li, feeling pressured inexplicably.

“I remember you!”

Qin Li noticed the serving of pouring wine.

A teenager, a young girl, vaguely recognizable.

“You are Moser, you are Yuyan, the little boy back then is almost ready!”

Once, Yuyan was Qin Li’s lead boy, and Moser was Bailijian’s lead boy. In a few decades, they both grew up.

“Practice well, maybe you can become the mainstay of the sword world.” Qin Li casually played two immortal spirits to wash their marrow and improve their qualifications.

“Thank you, Saint Emperor!” Yuyan Mose was overjoyed and knelt down one after another.

Qin Li waved his hand.

After three rounds of wine, you should also talk about business:

“Everyone, I’m here this time, I actually have something to ask for.”

“The emperor said it’s okay.” Jun Zijian is not stupid, knowing that Qin Li’s sudden visit must be something.

Qin Li slowly said: “I heard that there is a dense land in the sword world, sealed with the ancient fierce beasts, chaos, I need to see it, please be accommodating.”

Junzijian was taken aback: “There is indeed a place called the Twelve Xianxian Mountain, which is the forbidden land formed after the sword ancestors pressed the chaos and sealed it.”

This sword ancestor is Baili Sword.

Time is too long, Jianzu and Xiandi split up.

Like many years later, the world must believe that the Holy Emperor and Taihua Supreme are two unrelated existences.

“It’s not a problem that the holy emperor wants to go. It’s just that the forbidden land has been abandoned for many years and has not been opened since ancient times. I suspect that Chaos is dead.” Jun Zijian said.

Qin Li smiled and said, “Don’t worry, he is chaotic.”

The banquet is over.

It was already noon the next day.

Qin Li and others set off for the forbidden area.

After leaving the house, the fireworks suddenly lifted into the sky, with various visions.

There are still goddesses dancing, flowers falling, sword dances in eight directions, and three thousand boys singing.

“Is it necessary to have such a platoon?” Qin Li was speechless, but in one night, Jun Zijian pulled up a huge welcoming team.

The gentleman sneered and smiled: “How can you underestimate the Saint Emperor’s arrival. Moreover, these younger disciples are all your admirers, and they want to take the opportunity to see the true face of the Saint Emperor.”

Qin Li looked at the group of people and performed hard, peeking at himself from time to time, and couldn’t help being a little amused: “Well! You taught me “Twenty-Three Washing Sword Records” back then, and now I send back a sword in return.”

Keng!

Too out of the sheath.

Qin Li pierced the sky with a sword.

A fairy sword mark was left, hanging high in the sky.

It was like a fairy rainbow, containing unmatched sword intent, and his lifelong understanding of kendo.

“This sword mark is filled with immortal energy, and it will last forever. Whether you can realize anything depends on your own predestined method.” Qin Li explained.

“Thank you for the Saint Emperor!” The Twenty-Three Saints were overjoyed. Even if they could comprehend the deep swordsmanship from the sword marks, they could make further progress.

Afterwards!

They leave.

Go deep into the secret of the sword world.

Qin Li’s eyes flickered, looking into the distance.

I saw a towering jade wall in front of me, standing on the ground, the ancient vicissitudes of life.

“Holy Emperor, that is Guihai Jianbi, which is the legacy of the sword ancestor. It has existed since the time immemorial. It is inscribed with various swordsmanship from ancient times to the present, so it is named Return of Baichuan, Ten Thousand Swords to the Wall. .”

The gentleman said in a whisper: “Behind the sword wall is the Twelve Xianxian Mountain, but it is hidden by the formation and cannot be seen clearly. And we have the pass token, and we can enter the mountain and see the chaos.”

Qin Li narrowed his eyes.

Can see a half-immortal formation.

This is the handwriting of the immortal emperor, and it is still working.

I can faintly peep into the chaos and transpiration, presumably the chaos is not dead.