On a snowy night, it crossed hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers and arrived directly behind the Tiele Mansion, at the center of the Luohun Abyss.

Looking from the sky, the Soul Abyss suddenly expanded here, and was shaped like an arrow lying on the earth. The word "Iron Bead" is also named after this.

The arrows you can see in front of you are just the entrance to the iron cave heaven, and the actual internal range is a small world with a radius of thousands of miles.

Thousands of years ago in the Battle of Stealing Dan, the main battlefield was near Linyuan City. The entire Yuyao Continent was involved, and tens of thousands of monks surrounded and suppressed the southern lord of Yuyao Continent.

But the support behind the Lord of the South is the land under his feet. To be killed, one needs to have the strength to sink the entire Yuyaozhou; otherwise, as long as the south exists, the elixir will be immortal.

It may be possible to sink the entire Yuyao Continent, plus the help of the immortal masters of other continents, but it doesn’t make any sense to win that way.

In order to protect the earth under your feet, the monks could only find ways to get the stolen elixir back to their position; at that time, the major immortals united together and forced a small world of thousands of miles to open up here, pulling the true body of the stolen elixir into the death battle, and relying on the lives of the people to destroy the body of the stolen elixir.

It was hard to count how many cultivators died at that time. Anyway, all the sects before the World War were defeated and completely destroyed. The surviving cultivators gathered together and only then did three sects, namely the current three elders of the Nine Sects.

Most of the immortal giants who died in the battle back then died in the Iron Cave Heaven. The remaining killing aura was too strong. When the war was just over, the monk Youhuang could not hold on for too long. For this reason, he could only seal this ancient battlefield. The masters took turns to organize a silence temple and sent countless souls of his ancestors into the cycle of reincarnation. It took nearly a hundred years to disperse the souls of the dead and gradually evolved into the current Iron Cave Heaven.

Countless immortal masters died in it, and the Tao disappeared. A whale fell and all things were born, causing the heavenly and earth treasures to be everywhere in the cave, and the spiritual energy was so rich that it could not be taken out; the gold master killed and the murderous aura gathered but did not disperse, which made the gold of the five elements the most prosperous.

The biting cold air in the Zangjian Pavilion in various major sects is just the sharp edge of the weapons. The iron cave heaven is not the case. The sharp edge is the murderous intent that erupts when countless immortal giants are dying. When they have entered, they all describe the difficulty of being unable to endure - they are trapped in the stone mill hell, and are pressed on the millstone with their heads pressed onto the millstone, covered with sharp stone mills, pressed over and over again, and they cannot survive or die.

As long as this feeling can be held up, it is not as if nothing is true. As long as you can stand and walk, you will no longer have the word "fear" in your mind after you come out. It can be said that it is the best place to hone your sword intent and your mind. The monks of the Iron House are all reckless men, and everyone dares to gauge because they have all gone in to hone their will.

Zuo Lingquan floated beside Shangguan Lingye, looking at this famous cave world, but still not understanding the "wonderfulness" of it, he asked:

"Just go down from here? How long will it take to retreat?"

Shangguan Lingye hugged the dumpling and floated quietly, his skirt fluttering in the wind and snow, and sometimes exposed the black fishnet stockings on his calves, and said calmly:

"How long it takes to retreat depends on your own ability; after entering, just find the exit. If you really can't find it, just kneel on the ground and yell, 'I'm a waste, I'm ashamed of all the seniors and sages who died in battle', and someone will pick you up."

"Has anyone ever said this before?"

"Of course, I have been expelled from the master's sect. I, a monk from the Iron Mansion, will not shout this even if I die. Go."

Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly, looked at the black crack below in mid-air, and asked:

"How can I go?"

Tuanzi squatted in Shangguan Lingye's arms, and when he heard these words, he felt energetic.

Without Shangguan Lingye's mouth, Tuanzi flew up with his small wings, raised his claws, and kicked Zuo Lingquan's back with a flying leg:

"Ji~"

Tuanzi's small body naturally couldn't kick Zuo Lingquan, but Shangguan Lingye cooperated very well and threw Zuo Lingquan down high.

“Eh?!”

Zuo Lingquan could not control the wind. Although he would not fall to death, he could not control his body without falling freely in the air. He looked up at the palace beauty who had quickly become smaller above, but saw Tuanzi lowering his head and waved his wings, and said politely: "Jiji!", as if he was saying 'Goodbye Quanquan'.

After Zuo Lingquan waved goodbye in the air, his expression became serious, and he opened his arms to adjust his falling posture to prevent his face from falling on the ground.

The falling speed was very fast, and it quickly fell into an arrow-like crack, and it was covered in black mist.

Zuo Lingquan felt the sky spinning, but in a blink of an eye, a thunder sounded in his ears, and his body appeared in the sky again and fell straight towards the ground.

The storm was raging, and the rain was so dense that it was impossible to see the scene ten feet away from the whole body.

What is even more terrifying than the thunder and heavy rain is the cold air sweeping across the body, like a sharp knife to appear, pierce from all over the body and into the heart at the same time, until the depths of the soul.

"hiss--"

The pain and trembling from the soul made Zuo Lingquan groan, his consciousness blurred instantly, and even his eyes were dissipated a little, and a messy sound came from his ears:

"kill!"

"A bad beast! Die for me!"

"It's here today, and the grass still has roots, so why not be afraid..."

...

The heroic and crazy roar seemed to ring out of my mind, shocking my soul. Even though Zuo Lingquan believed that his sword skills were versatile and not afraid of gods and Buddhas, he was still shocked by the remaining blood of these countless peak powerhouses and lost his mind, but he fainted in an instant.

Boom-

The body fell between the devastated twisted earth and rolled into the depths of the valley.

Coma is a self-protection mechanism when the spirit cannot withstand the destruction. In the iron cave heaven, being able to faint but not feel the surroundings is a blessing.

But this kind of blessing will obviously not allow the monks in it to enjoy for too long.

Zuo Lingquan fell on the ground and fell into a coma for a moment, and was awakened by the stinging pain covering every pore.

He turned his head up and wanted to hold the sword around his waist, but as soon as he raised his hand, he knelt in the muddy raindrops.

There seemed to be a huge hand of ten thousand pounds above his head, pressing his head, making him afraid to look up at the sky with a sharp edge. He just wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself in and pretend to be dead - this is a fear that comes from the depths of his soul.

Zuo Lingquan gritted his teeth, held the hilt of the sword, and burst out with the intent of the Tongtian sword, wanting to compete with the murderous aura left by tens of thousands of ancient souls.

But this is not the Zangjian Pavilion in Qingyun City. If the peak powerful man buried here can be suppressed by the momentum of "Sword Yi", why should he fight head-on with the Lord of the Southern part of Yu Yaozhou?

But for a moment, Zuo Lingquan gave up the hedge of momentum, gasped, stood up with a long sword, staggered forward slowly, trying to find an exit, and every step he took seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

The spiritual energy in the iron cave heaven is extremely rich. It can be said that breathing is diligent in cultivating, but the slight pleasure brought by the growth of cultivation cannot cover up the soul trembling that is always eclipsing. The only thought that people can have is to escape from this ghost place as soon as possible.

Zuo Lingquan didn't even have the energy to think, and his eyes kept repeating in the dispersion and clearness.

The twisted earth does not know where the edge is. Without the sun and the moon, it is naturally an eternal night. Only when the occasional thunder flashes can you see a few feet in front of you under the violent rain curtain.

If Zuo Lingquan didn't know that this was a Tieba Cave Heaven, he would definitely think that he had accidentally fallen into the eighteenth level of hell, because he could not imagine that there was anything more difficult to endure than here...

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Zuo Lingquan was called into the palace by the concubine late at night, but never came back. Several girls at home lost their backbone and their lives became boring.

Shangguan Lingye asked Zuo Lingquan to retreat and reached the level of state, but he did not forget to take care of the girls. He found a practice cave in Tieling Mansion, and asked Wu Qingwan, who had not been reclining for a long time, to go in for retreat, and gave the "Stay of the Sea of ​​the Conquering Pill" he obtained.

The elixir of the stamina does not fix the current appearance, but keeps the body in the most perfect state. The older you are, the more masculine and feminine you are, and will not grow old quickly until you reach the end of your life.

Normally, if a monk keeps improving his cultivation, he will not age, but no monk can guarantee that he will not get stuck in the bottleneck. Once the realm stops moving forward, the changes in aging will be obvious.

For example, Lao Lu and Qiu Fengqing are obviously from the same generation, but they look like grandchildren.

Wu Qingwan is over forty years old and is not very good at practicing. Her realm has been rising, and her appearance has not changed much. But there is no woman who is not afraid of getting old. She does not have the realm of Shangguan Lingye, and is much older than Jiang Yi and Tang Jingyan. In order to prevent it, she still took the immortal pill of the stamina.

As for other girls, they are not in a hurry because they are young, they must have gone to look for them in the future.

Tang Jingyun was not very interested in the path of cultivation, but Xiao Zuo was not in front of her. She could not stare at home, and also tried to enter the cave and sit cross-legged and close the long gate.

I am in a state of selflessness when I practice seclusion and have little feelings about the concept of time. No matter how long I have time, it is almost the same as the feeling of waking up after a sleep, and it doesn’t seem boring.

Jiang Yi and Leng Zhu were more miserable. They had not yet entered the Ling Valley and could not go into seclusion for a long time. They could only stay in Canyangchi, the Palace of the Concubine, and had to help the Concubine handle business during the day.

When a man is in the hands of the concubine, Jiang Yi can't say the word "no". What can he do besides working hard? However, Shangguan Lingye may also think it is not good to make people work in a vain job. According to the monthly salary of the adjutant of the Demon Enlightenment Department, Jiang Yi paid for it, and in his spare time he would teach Jiang Yi various techniques.

Shangguan Lingye is now becoming more and more like a woman. After finishing his business every day, he studies Huajianli, stockings and other objects with Jiang Yi. He even went to hire a fairy tailor from Taohuatan as a private tutor to learn weaving techniques and customizes sexy clothes in the palace.

Originally, Shangguan Lingye was planning to open an immortal shop to make huge profits with these things and squeeze out the money bags of fairies in various sects.

But this proposal was rejected by the ancestor because people in practice must be clear-minded and have no desires and devote themselves to the Tao. Doing this kind of thing is just a temptation, and letting male and female monks spend hard-earned money on the scabbards. In the long run, it will not be beneficial to the development of the nine sects. The Iron Mansion is the leader of the nine sects. If you cannot take the lead in promoting this trend, it will make other sects learn and make more messy.
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