This sword energy in the consciousness came from Mingxiao Peak, or more precisely, from Xiao Ling.

Before Xiao Ling's suspicion was cleared, An Huai had no favorable impression of the sword energy coming from her and was extremely defensive.

He wanted to get rid of the sword energy the first moment, but the sword light lingered on him tightly and wouldn't let go. An Huai had no choice but to isolate the consciousness that was released and seal it into a spirit stone in his hand.

On the way back to Hengding Peak, An Huai's sword energy suddenly shook violently, causing his consciousness to start buzzing. At the moment when An Huai lost consciousness, the spirit stone that contained his consciousness shattered into powder, and the sword energy rushed into his spirit platform. The

sect sword under his feet broke for no reason, and An Huai fell straight down from a high altitude. If a senior brother who passed by had not rushed over to catch him in time, An Huai might have died on the spot.

The sword ringing in the altar made a long roar, making his head buzz. The overwhelming anger and grievance coming from the sword energy kept calling him. An Huai hugged his head, the veins on his head throbbing with pain, "Shut up!"

The senior brother was startled, "Junior brother An, what's wrong with you? What's going on?"

An Huai's pupils dilated, and he turned to look at the other person. It was a familiar face. He staggered, and his eyes went black. He was dizzy from the sword ringing in his head.

A quarter of an hour ago, in Mingxiao Peak, not long after An Huaifang left, Xiao Ling felt the fluctuations of the fragments of the underground secret realm. She quickly crossed the courtyard, stepped into the room, and before activating the teleportation array to go to the underground cave, she hesitated and asked, "Zhu Yan, are you there?"

No one in the altar answered her. Xiao Ling withdrew her hand uneasily and stood in the house without moving. Her current cultivation level was too low. Without Zhu Yan to accompany her, she entered the underground cave recklessly. If something happened, she would have almost no ability to fight back.

"Zhu Yan?" Xiao Ling called out again, "There's something wrong with the underground secret fragments. I don't know if I should go in and take a look."

After a long while, Zhu Yan finally responded to her. His voice sounded a little tired. "Go in."

Xiao Ling calmed down, summoned the teleportation array and stepped into it. The light of the teleportation array had not yet disappeared, and the cold and damp air in the cave had already hit her face. Xiao Ling shivered.

"Don't move." Zhu Yan reminded her.

Xiao Ling stopped immediately and stood close to the teleportation array. The little white bird curled up in her arms. In such a restricted place, she didn't dare to release her consciousness casually.

On the cave wall, the numerous restrictions set by Sang Wumian himself were activated, and the whole cave was as bright as day. A violent sword energy rushed through the cave, suddenly dissipating into mist, and suddenly condensing into a dragon-like shape.

Zhu Yan pondered and said, "When you touched the fragments before, did you probe into your consciousness?"

Xiao Ling immediately shook her head, "How could I be so reckless?" Nie Yinzhi and the Demon Ancestor were still in the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest, so how could she take the initiative to provoke her.

"You can reach out your spiritual consciousness to contact it and see if this sword energy is coming for you. If you let it break the fragments apart, you will lose more than you gain." After Zhu Yan finished speaking, he noticed Xiao Ling's hesitation and chuckled, "Don't worry, I'm here at your spiritual platform and won't let it hurt you."

The little white bird looked at the fragments of the secret realm on the spiritual vein stream. The fragment leading to the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest might be broken apart because of the strong fluctuations of this sword energy.

If the fragments were gone, she would not be able to enter the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest, and she could only practice with the gray Ruyi Sword.

The spiritual swords in the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest were produced by the Qi Sect a thousand years ago, and the spiritual swords of today are completely different from them.

Xiao Ling bit her lip, made up her mind, and extended a strand of her consciousness to contact the raging sword energy. As soon as she touched the sword light, Xiao Ling was rushed into her consciousness by a fierce anger, which almost shattered her consciousness.

"Zhu..." Before she opened her mouth, a shadow rushed out of her eyes, and the fierce blood energy condensed into a huge ferocious beast phantom, biting towards the sword light. The dragon-like sword energy made a hissing sound, and the sword light shattered.

Xiao Ling came out of the underground cave and sat on the chair. Her thin shoulders trembled slightly. Because of the shock just now, her face was pale, and her lips were bloodless. She was so weak that it made people feel pitiful.

She was stunned, her fingers unconsciously grasping the hem of her skirt, and there was still some reluctance in her heart. She murmured, "Is it... Nie Yinzhi's sword energy? Is that wandering dragon a sword spirit?" Why is she always so lucky?

Zhu Ni's consciousness parasitic on Xiao Ling's platform overflowed from her eyes, fell to the ground and turned into a phantom, stretched out his hand to hook her face, and gently stroked her face, "It's just a dragon, not a top-level sword spirit."

Xiao Ling frowned and turned her head to avoid his touch.

Zhu Ni sneered, stretched out his hand to clamp her jaw and turned her back, ripped off the white veil covering her face, and forced her to face him, "This is the face you drew yourself, you should like it, why don't you look at me?"

"Zhu Ni, now is not the time to talk about this..." Xiao Ling lowered her eyes for a moment, and finally turned to him reluctantly.

After the miasma was removed, the terrible spots around Xiao Ling's eyes gradually faded. Under the nourishment of the elixir, her eyes have recovered to normal, and she looks no different from ordinary people.

But her pupils are gray, like two dead wells, always covered with a layer of haze, and she can no longer see. But Zhu Ni liked her gray eyes, especially when they shed unwilling tears, like a dusty gem, making people feel pity.

Zhu Ni used his thumb to pry open her lips, leaned over to kiss her, and Xiao Ling's eyes shed more tears. Zhu Yan leaned on her and laughed, "Xiao Ling, I love you when you are forced to do something..."

He suddenly stopped laughing, and after a moment of silence, he let her go, "Now is really not the right time. That dragon spirit hooked up with your good junior brother, and now even Yan Yi is alarmed."

Xiao Ling turned her eyes with no light and said in surprise, "An Huai?"

Zhu Yan laughed angrily, "He should really be killed." He has not been able to pry open Yan Yi's spirit platform for the time being, but he is about to infiltrate it, but the current situation can't wait.

Yan Yi should be able to find Mingxiao Peak soon.

Because of the unexpected variable of An Huai, the dragon spirit is looking for its master, and the sword energy keeps overflowing from the fragments, impacting the restrictions set by Sang Wumian. Although the restriction still holds, the fragment leading to the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest is about to be broken by the angry sword spirit.

Either Xiao Ling immediately enters the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest before the fragment dissipates, but in this case, they will have to face the devil alone. Otherwise

, hand over the fragment of the secret realm and enter the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest with Yan Yi, which will allow them to block Gu Jiang and take advantage of the opportunity. The fragment of the secret realm must be supported by sufficient spiritual energy. They do not have the ability to move the spiritual veins and cannot transfer the fragments on the spiritual vein diversion in a short time, so they have to hand them in.

"You see, this is the consequence of your soft heart." Zhu Lin sighed and stroked Xiao Ling's pale lips, "How do you choose?"

On the other side, after An Huai passed out, the sound of swords in his head finally subsided. He was not unconscious for too long and soon woke up. He opened his eyes and found a row of elders standing in front of the bed.

In addition to Yan Yi, there was also Elder Qiu from Hengding Peak, the elder who succeeded Jing Chongshan in the Medical Hall. Behind Yan Yi stood the senior brother who caught him, who was the disciple next to Yan Yi.

Several people surrounded him with solemn expressions.

An Huai was just an ordinary inner disciple of Hengding Peak, and he usually didn't even see Elder Qiu. Yan Yi knew his name because he broke into the Meditation Hall of the Medical Hall on the day Jing Chongshan was possessed by the devil. Yan Yi noticed him and kept him by his side for a while.

The formation was so grand that An Huai was so scared that he subconsciously pressed his head. Although the sword energy in the altar was quiet at this time, he was almost killed by it before. An Huai's face was ashen, "Great Elder, am I going to die soon?"

Even if he was going to die, it shouldn't be worth it for so many elders to surround him, right?

Yan Yi laughed, "Why die? You are fine. This is a chance that fell from the sky. Others can't even ask for it. Let me ask you, where does the sword energy in your spirit platform come from?"

An Huai did not answer, but asked cautiously: "Grand Elder, is there a problem with this sword energy?"

Yan Yi shook his head, "This sword energy is a spiritual sword. It is very likely from the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest of the Weapon Sect. This sword energy is a sword that is in harmony with your soul, so it will pierce into your spirit platform. Don't worry, it won't hurt you." Sword

Mountain and Sword Forest? How can Xiao Ling have the sword energy in the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest? Senior Sister Nie and the demon are also in the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest. Is there any connection between them? But no matter what, Xiao Ling must be doing something in secret.

Many thoughts flashed through An Huai's mind in an instant. He opened his mouth to speak, but as he woke up, the sword energy in the spirit altar began to buzz again, even more harsh than the suona during the funeral.

He was summoned by the sword spirit more and more strongly and covered his head in pain. Yan Yi immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

An Huai held back his headache and said, "Great Elder, this sword energy comes from Mingxiao Peak, from Senior Sister Xiao."

At the same time, Yan Yi received a message from Ye Jing, "Great Senior Brother, come to Mingxiao Peak quickly." Yan Yi

had some guesses in his mind, and he held An Huai's shoulders and said, "The spirit sword is not with you, and you can't get along with it now. Try to comfort it and let it calm down first."

An Huai took a deep breath and nodded with difficulty. The sword energy in the spirit platform became more and more turbulent, almost turning his brain into a pulp. He didn't know what it was going through. The sword energy was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Yan Yi ordered Elder Qiu to be the guardian of An Huai, and after making the arrangements, he immediately rushed to Ming Xiao Peak.

Ye Jing and Xiao Ling were waiting on Ming Xiao Peak, and took him directly into the inner hall, saying as they walked: "Sang Wumian opened a secret room under Ming Xiao Peak, and secretly separated a branch from the main spiritual vein to pass through the underground of Ming Xiao Peak. There are five fragments of the secret realm on the branch, one of which is the fragment of the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest, but it is very unstable now."

Yan Yi stepped into the room, "Let's go in and take a look."

Xiao Ling awakened the teleportation array and took the initiative to explain: " This is Master..."

The past Xiao Ling is dead. Now that she has a new identity, there is no need to call Sang Wumian "Master". Xiao Ling changed her words in time, "It was left by Sect Master Sang. My spiritual power was too weak before, and I couldn't open it. I remembered to check it after my spiritual veins recovered. It happened that Junior Brother An came, so I delayed for some time before telling Master."

Yan Yi turned his head to look at her, nodded slightly, and didn't say much. Several people stepped into the formation.

The sword energy in the secret room was not as violent as before. A golden stream was suspended in the room. Five secret realm fragments were scattered on this branch of the spiritual vein. The fragments of the sword mountain and sword forest were impacted very unstably and were about to dissipate.

Hiding the fragments of the secret realm so carefully and using his spiritual veins to nourish these fragments, the sect leader Sang Wumian is very good at planning for himself. It is understandable that the cultivators who have reached the top of their cultivation are all trying to find further possibilities.

If it were in the past, this would undoubtedly be excellent news.

But now Gu Jiang is still in the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest, and this fragment of the secret realm is not enough to support Gu Jiang to leave. Yan Yi is not stupid enough to face the Demon Ancestor alone. After

coming out of the secret room, Yan Yi pulled out the fragment of the secret realm of the Sword Mountain and Sword Forest separately and sent a message to the major sects. Soon, the large transmission array in the Yunji Sect lit up.

The dragon spirit was struggling again. It looked like a fresh and transparent water spirit, but it was actually very stubborn. Even though it was completely suppressed by Hong Hu, it never gave up the struggle.

Nie Yinzhi was awakened by the two sword spirits. She looked at the sunlight outside the veil, feeling drowsy and not knowing what day it was. Being with the devil, day and night were simply meaningless.

But he didn't want to sleep, he was just forced to do so.

Nie Yinzhi moved slightly, trying to lift his arm and get up.

Gu Jiang woke up immediately, "What's wrong?"

"That dragon spirit is making a lot of noise." Nie Yinzhi said, "I guess they should be coming in soon."

Gu Jiang retracted his arm, turned over and sat up, his face gloomy, and the three words "grumpy when waking up" were written all over his face.

He didn't sleep for long.

Author's words:

Yinyin: He didn't want to sleep, he just had no choice. He's so pitiful, he lost a lot of fun.

Gujiang: ??? He just likes to sleep.