Go north all the way.

Twenty miles.

Under the warm sunshine, Xu Yi and Shi Xiaofan finally saw a village.

The village is located on a flat area with a simple fence that circles a large area.

There are thatched houses or wooden houses standing in a scattered manner in the area, with smoke rising up, revealing an ordinary and peaceful atmosphere of life.

If it weren't for the huge and terrifying formation power fluctuations under the village, Xu Yi would really think that this was just an ordinary village.

After entering the five-mile radius of the village, the two felt an unparalleled pressure, forcing them to land.

“No Flying Field.”

Xu Yi is no stranger to him.

The village is empty in all directions, with dirt roads centering on the village and winding towards the endless distance.

The two stood at the entrance of the village, staring at the black and brown stone tablet standing beside them, with three vigorous and powerful words "Qiankun Village".

"This word is written by Jian Cultivator, and it's such a strong sword intent."

Shi Xiaofan approached the stone tablet and reached out to touch the three big characters that were clearly printed with swords as the pen, and his eyes began to be dazed.

Soon, Xu Yi saw a faint blue smoke from Shi Xiaofan's head.

Xu Yi couldn't help but feel relieved.

Except for the day I started, Shi Xiaofan had no sudden enlightenment for almost a month, which made Xu Yi very surprised, thinking that this guy's background was exhausted.

"Don't miss it when you pass by! All of you are here to take a look. The third-grade Yin Spirit core is just a bottle of Chaos Liquid!"

"Senior Brother Ye! It's not good! Junior Sister He is besieged by Yang Ling again! If you don't go to save you, you will become a widower!"

"I am Tudou, I call sweet potato. I will answer when I hear you, and I will answer when I hear you! Everyone is waiting for you. Why are you doing a good job? Do you want to do the task?"

"Hunting the fifth-grade Yin Spirit, come to the senior brother of the Tianling Realm Body Sect! Fourth-class, come Didi!"

"Ah hahaha, I finally completed this damn mission! I can finally go to the Chaos Tower..."

In Qiankun Village, disciples of Qiankun Sect are busy with their own affairs.

Buzz...

Suddenly, all the sword cultivators were shocked.

Whether it is the sword in his hand, the sword behind him, whether it is the sword out of his body, or the sword in the scabbard, it trembled at the same time.

clang clang clang...

The scene of thousands of swords soaring into the sky shocked all the disciples of Qiankun Sect in Qiankun Village.

They watched their weapons that were regarded as life flew towards the entrance of the village and hurriedly chased after them.

The stalls are no longer set up.

Those who do tasks don't do tasks anymore.

The one who saved the junior sister will not be saved for the time being.

Almost all the disciples gathered towards the entrance of the village.

"Junior brother, what did you do?"

At this time, at the stone tablet at the entrance of the village, Shi Xiaofan had opened his eyes and ran away.

The long swords were like bees attracted to hatred, chasing Shi Xiaofan to death.

Xu Yi didn't want to run away, but Shi Xiaofan, the black-hearted man, always hid behind him.

"I don't know either..."

Shi Xiaofan was also extremely puzzled and ran and said, "I just realized a sword intent."

"That's it? That's it..."

Xu Yi had nothing to say.

"Actually, there are all fellow disciples. You just learned a sword intent and attracted these long swords. Just explain them clearly, and there is no big problem."

"Senior brother, no, the sword intent I have comprehended is to plunder the sword intent. I accidentally snatched all the swords of senior brothers in the Sword Sect. They can no longer control their own swords."

Xu Yi's face turned pale.

Each warrior's own weapons are bound with breath or other means. For example, Xu Yi, Mu Tian Gun has the original power as a binding mark. No matter where Xu Yi is or where Mu Tian Gun is, when Xu Yi thinks, Mu Tian Gun will return.

But the plundering sword intent that Shi Xiaofan comprehended was equivalent to cutting off the connection between the sword cultivator and the sword. In this way, these swords became Shi Xiaofan's things.

If the disciples of the Sword Sect knew about this, it would be self-evident that Shi Xiaofan would die in a rhythmic manner.

While running away, Xu Yi hurriedly turned around, looked at the various long swords that were flying in the sky, and saw the disciples of Qiankun Sect who were chasing behind him, and swallowed hard: "Can you return it?"

“Not for the time being.”

Shi Xiaofan said hurriedly: "I have to wait until I completely control the plundering sword intent and send it as I wish."

Xu Yi nodded seriously: "Take care, take care of me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yi turned into a stream of light and galloped towards the dense forest on the other side.

Shi Xiaofan: “…”

In the end, it was all alone!

After Shi Xiaofan went his separate ways, Xu Yi secretly hid in the dense forest and saw everyone going away. He circled around before returning to Qiankun Village.

Before the faint light curtain, Xu Yi reached out to touch it, and was not obstructed and passed through it smoothly.

At this time, Qiankun Village was silent, with only messy footprints and no figure was seen.

When Xu Yi was about to stroll around, his heart suddenly trembled and he immediately turned around.

Behind me, there was an old man in white standing at some point.

His face was covered with gullies plowed by time, his old eyes were gentle and quiet, and his mouth was filled with smiles, looking fairy-like and kind.

"I'm here Xu Yi, pay homage to senior."

Xu Yi could not feel the slightest fluctuation of energy from the old man, so there were only two reasons. First, the other party was an ordinary person, and second, the other party's strength was far superior to Xu Yi, at least he was a powerful person above the fifth grade Hongmeng realm, and he was very good at concealing his breath.

"Child, you have a breath that I like very much."

The old man smiled and said, "Is it about the origin of this world?"

In an instant, Xu Yi's pupils contracted.

The power of the original source is what he hides the deepest, but it was penetrated by this man at a glance?

"Don't be hostile to me."

The old man saw Xu Yi's a little nervousness, shook his head slightly, and smiled, "I'm not a human."

"Are you not a human?"

"Yes, I'm not a human."

Xu Yi pursed his lips: "What are you?"

"I am the spirit of Yin and Yang Cave."

The old man waved his hand and everything in front of Xu Yi was like a phantom in the water.

In a trance, Xu Yi found himself standing in a wilderness.

In the sky, a bright moon shines in cold light.

The old man was still standing beside Xu Yi, his old voice was full of vicissitudes: "Do you know, what is the Yin-Yang Cave?"

Before Xu Yi could answer, he found himself slowly rising up with the old man beside him.

Convex and unobstructed.

Everything below is changing rapidly, the moon sets and the sun rises, as if time has been fast forward ten thousand times.

"This is the starting point of this world."

The old man said: "The world is chaotic at first, and then it is divided into yin and yang. Yin and yang split the five elements, the five elements produce the eight trigrams, and the eight trigrams create all things..."

The old man's words echoed in his ears, but Xu Yi's eyes experienced hundreds of thousands, millions, millions, and even more years.

Mountains, rivers and rivers change, and life evolves from the beginning to the evolution of thousands.

Gradually, everything in front of Xu Yi disappeared, and the only thing left were two bottomless holes.

One is as dark as ink, the other is pure white.

Two holes radiating light lingered in the endless void, slowly rotating.

A trace of energy spreads from all directions, like a dream.
Chapter completed!