Chapter 669 Secret Cultivation (II)

The huge central continent is located in two mountains that countless cultivators are awe-inspiring. They are the Broken Blade Peak and the Qijun Peak. Even though they are so steep, they are so arrogant and soaring at the altitude.

All of this is not very important. The most important thing is that they are the places where the Shuangzong is located. Duanbian Peak is the place where the Lanzong, the first of the four sects, rule the world, and Qijun Peak is the place where the Hozong Panlong is.

The two peaks, one south and one north, formed a dominant position that echoed the north and the south for the entire central continent. With these two super forces, how dare other forces have no intention of being ill-telled? Therefore, countless forces of all sizes in the entire central continent are almost all

Submitted to the two sects.

Qingxi Town is the closest town to Duanben Peak. Although it is just a small town in name, it is located nearby, because there is a huge sect like Lanzong, its scale is no longer comparable to that of the original city.

All have passed.

A winding and tiny stream flowed through the center of Qingxi Town, and a faint fragrance slowly overflowed from it, which made people feel refreshed.

Although this stream, which is only ten feet wide, runs through the entire town, it is not polluted, let alone any dirt, and no one dares to play in the stream.

"hurry up,,"

When the passers-by were about to come to the stream, they all jumped one after another. Even children with no cultivation did not dare to get into the stream. They just stared at each other blankly. Seeing this, the people around them were

He would lend a helping hand to him and send him to the other side of the stream.

"What's going on? There is such an extremely clear stream in the town." Looking at the passers-by who kept jumping over, Chu Xiaohui's head was filled with countless question marks.

This is just a stream. As for this? Even if you don’t want to fill the stream, wouldn’t it be very convenient to build a wooden bridge? The more you think about it, the more you feel that this matter is a bit strange and it is impossible that there is no story.

He glanced in front of him and suddenly saw a sign standing by the stream. His body swept forward and rushed to it. Looking at the words on it, the confusion in Chu Xiaohui's mind immediately dissipated.

"It turned out to be Lan Zong, no wonder."

The content written above is to prohibit anyone from touching this clear stream called Lanxi. Violators will kill them. Such a powerful approach has increased Chu Xiaohui's disgust towards Lanzong.

After murmuring for a moment, Chu Xiaohui fell into silence again. His face hidden under the black veil suddenly flashed with a scattered chill. Then, he jumped to the other side, and soon

Disappeared in the vast streets.

Broken Blade Peak

Not long after, Chu Xiaohui followed some people to the bottom of the Duanbian Peak. Looking at the huge mountain that was as steep as a knife in front of him, he felt an indescribable murderous intention in his heart and wanted to break out of his body.

He forced them to suppress them.

Although Broken Blade Peak is extremely steep, there is no road to go. It is just the almost straight steep path in front of you, this extremely steep mountain road was completely cut out with a flying sword.

Although I have experienced countless winds and frosts, there are still obvious sword marks left. These sword marks seem to be quite powerful. I think those who have completed this great task must have extraordinary cultivation.

At this time, it was already noon. At first glance, there were hundreds of dense figures on the extremely steep mountain road. Some of these figures were as slow as snails, while others were extremely agile, as if the wind was rising under your feet, rushing upwards.

"All of them are ordinary people?"

Chu Xiaohui's extremely sharp eyes touched many slightly tender faces. They were only about thirteen years old, and older ones were only in their early twenties. He was suddenly surprised.

"Brother, I can't hold on any longer."

A young man who had not climbed a hundred meters tall was powerless towards his companion above his head.

"No, you must hold on. If you can't even complete this, how can you be admitted?" The elder brother gritted his teeth and said, although he also felt a little weak all over his body. For his own path of cultivation, he had to

If he persists, otherwise he will probably not have much success in his life.

In the eyes of ordinary people in the Central Continent, if you do not reach the level of the Sword Emperor, even if you are not successful, and if you want to reach this level, you will only be able to enter a super power like Lan Zong, unless your talent is too mediocre.

Having said that, if the qualifications are mediocre, how could Lan Zong accept you as an introductory disciple?

"Um,,"

The young boy seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were filled with hope, and he lifted up the strength he could use, and climbed up step by step. After a while, the dizziness appeared again, and his feet slipped.

Suddenly, the whole person fell down from a hundred meters above.

"ah,,"

"No,,"

The young boy let out a harsh scream, and the boy under him did not escape the fate of being affected. He and the people behind him were smashed one after another.

“Failed again.”

,,,,,,

There was a sudden danger for so many people, but no one helped him. A hint of surprise flashed through Chu Xiaohui's pupils. This situation was so thought-provoking. Just when he was hesitating whether to help him, he suddenly

There were sighs in my ears.

"It seems they have to continue again."

A middle-aged man with a little white hair shook his head and said disappointedly.

"Start again?"

Hearing this, Chu Xiaohui felt a little confused in his heart. Even cultivators could not bear falling from such a high sky, let alone these young boys who had no slight cultivation.

“Breaking,,”

Just as these young men were about to fall to the ground, suddenly, a dazzling light burst out from the ground, forming an extremely huge light curtain, which actually dragged the group of young men who were already scared to confess their faces.

.

"Father, Xun'er, failed again."

After the failure, several teenagers started to cry. Only one teenager walked to the middle-aged man with a little white hair and said with some guilt.

"It's okay, my father believes you will succeed."

The middle-aged man quickly restrained the disappointment on his face and said with a forced smile. The young man nodded indifferently, and did not speak anymore, but turned around and continued to walk towards the mountain road.

"Xun'er, why don't you take a break."

The middle-aged man wanted to speak but stopped, but finally blurted out and shouted.

"Need not."

The young man looked back indifferently and looked at his old father, with a few rays of indescribable firmness in his eyes. Then, he climbed up again, with a very fast speed and his body seemed quite light. In just a moment, he rushed up again.

It's been dozens of meters.

"Your son is not simple. One day, he will become a dragon among humans." In the young man, Chu Xiaohui vaguely saw some of his own shadows, the kind of arrogance he showed, and the encounter.

The setbacks were not as calm as the slightest discouragement, which made him very much appreciate it.

More importantly, the tenacious perseverance reflected by the other party invisibly, which made Chu Xiaohui feel a little favorable to him, and he couldn't help but praise him, whether in the mainland of China or in the heaven, he could

There are only a handful of people who praise him.

"Sir, don't make fun of me. If the dog son can enter the Lanzong, I should go back and burn incense and worship the gods. As for the dragon among people, that's not something he can hope for, alas,"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly said respectfully, with an indescribable worry in his words. His cultivation was only at the seventh level of Sword Emperor, and he might not be able to break through the bottleneck and reach the sword saint realm in his entire life.

Although he didn't know what level of cultivation he had reached in the black clothes in front of him, his appearance was hidden under the hat.

"Then you underestimate him too much. I saw the shadow of that year in him. His talent is not bad. If there is a chance, it is not impossible to become the Sword Sect." Chu Xiaohui pondered for a long time, with deep eyes.

Said.

"Sword Sect,,,"

The middle-aged man's mind suddenly twitched. From the meaning revealed in the other person's words just now, it is not difficult to guess that the other person's cultivation should at least reach the level of the Sword Emperor.

"Lan Sect is not the origin of everyone's dreams. Perhaps, other places are more suitable for him." Chu Xiaohui had just taken a few steps forward and paused for a moment and said slowly.

Chu Xiaohui admired the stubbornness shown by the boy just now. It was precisely because of this that he did not want such talents to be buried. He couldn't help but kindly reminded him, and his body disappeared immediately.

.

"grown ups,,"

The middle-aged man's heart moved and called out, but Chu Xiaohui had already left. He stood there in a daze, constantly recalling what Chu Xiaohui said just now.

"Bing'er,"

Chu Xiaohui's body instantly appeared on the top of the mountain closest to Duanben Peak. He stared at the dense palaces hundreds of meters away, feeling indescribable sadness in his heart, and his voice was very low.

Although hundreds of meters away, Chu Xiaohui seemed to be able to smell the fragrance emitted by Yuanbing and listen to the uniform sound of the other party's breathing. For a moment, his mind fell into a deep pain.

Among them.

Two years, since the Suguo Cliff, this is the longest time between Chu Xiaohui and Yuanbing, and the only time. The deep longing in his heart cannot be described in just a few words.

"calm,,"

When he thought of Bing'er, who was imprisoned in Lan Zong and whose life and death were unknown, a raging anger suddenly surged out of Chu Xiaohui's body, and an unprecedented impulse suddenly came at this moment.

When Chu Xiaohui was about to be controlled by emotions, a cold sound rang out in his mind. Although the sound was not very loud, Chu Xiaohui, whose head was gradually warming up, woke up.

"Xiaohui,,, is it you?"

At the same time, in a palace dungeon in Lanzong, Yuanbing, wearing a white dress, his head slightly lowered, and his hair shawl seemed to feel the existence of his beloved. He suddenly raised his head and looked at where Chu Xiaohui was.

In that direction, he said with a look of surprise.

"No, Xiaohui, you must not come."

The joy that had just grown in Yuanbing's heart suddenly sank completely again, and her eyes said in horror that she was trapped here and was not in danger of her life for the time being, Chu Xiaohui would be different. If he really came here
To be continued...