On this day, the sun was rising and the clouds were surging.

In Liuyun Pavilion, Xiao Yichen will personally organize Li Changan's clothes and hats.

When the first ray of light shone into the Nine Heavens Sword Sect in the sky, the three brothers and brothers just left Xiao Yichen's residence.

All three were wearing Liuyun Pavilion costumes, white and blue shirts, and the autumn wind blew the three of them. Qi Yingyun held his hands and walked in front. He took his two senior brothers to Chengtian Sword Platform. The tall Lu Qi carried the Kunlun giant sword on his back, and his aura was like a dragon on his body. Li Changan tied his hair behind his head with three-fiber golden silk, and his white clothes were as beautiful as snow.

Lingkong Pavilion.

Jian Wuji had a sword hanging around his waist, not afraid of Shura's sword hilt forward and the tip of the sword thrust forward; his nephew Gu Yina accompanied her favorite uncle to Chengtian Sword Platform, chattering all the way.

Sword Spirit Pavilion.

Under the eyes of all the monks of the Sword Spirit Pavilion, Li Quege took the lead in going to Xuantian Pavilion; since he entered the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, Li Quege has been in seclusion. This is the first time he appeared in front of the monks of the Sword Spirit Pavilion. All the monks of the Sword Spirit Pavilion lined up to welcome him. They looked at the "Tianshu Sword" held by the beautiful sword soul behind Li Quege, with a solemn expression.

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Chengtian Sword Platform is a space-like magic weapon transformed by Xiao Qian's world. This magic weapon is held by Xuantian Pavilion. The magic weapon of Chengtian Sword Platform is somewhat similar to the storage ring, but it is also different. The test of the monks of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect being promoted from the outer sect to the inner sect was held on the Chengtian Sword Platform.

The small world of Chengtian Sword Platform stands in the middle of Xuantian Pavilion Baiyu Square. The Chengtian Sword Platform looks like a Colosseum. The entire building is divided into four floors, with three floors at the bottom being a continuous arch building, with stone pillars on both sides of each arch. The fourth floor is decorated with walls, and four large arches are opposite to the four radii, which is the entrance to the corridor of the stands inside the Colosseum. The stands inside the Colosseum are divided into four groups from low to high. From a bird's eye view, you can see the vastness and spectacle of Chengtian Sword Platform.

Li Chang'an, uncle and nephew of Jian Wuji, and the monks of Jian Ling Pavilion led by Li Quege, these three waves of people met on the stands on the second floor of the north side of Chengtian Sword.

Gu Yina looked at the vast group of people in Jianling Pavilion and the sword spirit following the monks of Jianling Pavilion, and sighed enviously: "It's good to have too many people!"

Although there are only Jian Wuji and Gu Yina, the number of people in the Lingkong Pavilion is among the top three in the Jiutian Sword Sect, but this time it is not sitting with Jian Wuji.

Lu Qi also sighed, "It's good to have too many people!" Qi Yingyun coughed awkwardly, and the three brothers and brothers sat obediently on the edge of the north stand, with a sluggish momentum and inconspicuousness.

Li Changan looked at the illusory figures following the monks of Jianling Pavilion and asked, "Those are the sword spirits that are cultivated by Jianling Pavilion?"

Lu Qi nodded and said, "Not everyone can practice the magic of summoning sword spirits in the Sword Spirit Pavilion; for example, I can't learn this magic. According to the master, most of the cultivators who practice sword spirits are thoughtful, and their talents need to be different from ordinary people to summon sword spirits."

Qi Yingyun also introduced to Li Changan: "The more realistic the sword soul followed by the monk, the higher the cultivation level of the sword spirit; for example, the two sword souls of the master are like real people, with flesh and blood."

Li Changan asked in confusion: "The master also has a sword spirit? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Lu Qi explained: "The master has the 'Liuyun Sword' symbol of the identity of the Master of Liuyun Pavilion, and the 'Gu Jun Sword' symbol of the identity of the elder holding the sword. Both swords have derived the sword soul; the sword soul of Liuyun Sword is a beautiful sister in red, and Gu Jun Sword is a burly middle-aged uncle, but the master's two sword spirits often sleep and rarely wake up. I have only seen them a few times after I have been with the master for so many years."

Li Changan looked at the stiff faces of the sword spirits and asked curiously: "Is that sword spirit smart?"

Lu Qi said: "Of course there is! The higher the sword spirit's cultivation level, the smarter the sword spirit's intelligence will be. The intelligence of the master's two sword spirits is much more spiritual and wise than that of ordinary people!"

Li Changan looked at Li Quege among the monks of Jianling Pavilion. More than two years have passed, and Li Quege has become much more mature. The sword spirit behind him is undoubtedly true to ordinary people. If it were Lu Qi's statement, Li Quege's sword spirit should be very powerful.

Li Quege looked in the direction of Li Quege and posted some Li Changan in the edge corner. He walked towards Li Changan with some surprise.

Li Quege was still as elegant as he was back then. He first bowed to Lu Qi and Qi Yingyun and said, "I have seen two senior brothers in Liuyun Pavilion." Then he said to Li Changan with a smile: "Brother Li, it's been a long time since I saw you."

"Long time no see." Li Changan said with a smile. The two were wearing white clothes, just like they had met at the beginning.

"Senior Brother?" Qi Yingyun was stunned for a moment, and he asked, "Whose apprentice are you?"

Bei Chenzi, the former head of Jianling Pavilion, was infatuated for five hundred years and had already died. Jianling Pavilion and Qi Yingyun's generation, except Zhang San, all the others died in the battle in the northern part of the Frontier, and Zhang San should also call him "junior brother", so Qi Yingyun was very curious that there was still the man in Jianling Pavilion who could call him "senior brother".

Qi Yingyun rarely walks outside Liuyun Pavilion, so he doesn't know whose apprentice Li Quege is, but Lu Qi is very clear; he explained to Qi Yingyun: "Although Master Bei Chenzi is dead, the sword soul he left behind has not disappeared, and this Li Quege is the disciple of Master Bei Chenzi's sword soul, so it is right for him to call us senior brother."

Qi Yingyun nodded, "So that's it."

Li Changan was also a little curious after hearing this. Logically speaking, after the host of the sword spirit dies, the sword spirit held by the sword will disappear, and there will never be any host dies, and the sword soul lives alone. Li Changan then asked: "After the host dies, shouldn't the sword spirit also die?"

Li Quege looked around and found that there were no outsiders. Only then did Li Changan explain: "At that time, when my master's life was about to end, he practiced the secret technique of the Sword Spirit Pavilion, forcibly united with the Sword Spirit, so that the Sword Spirit could escape from the sword body and avoid the fate of extinction."

Li Changan nodded. Li Quege did not finish his words, but he also understood the meaning of Li Quege's words. After Beichenzi and the sword spirit were merged into one, the sword spirit was Beichenzi, and Beichenzi was the sword spirit.

Li Quege introduced to everyone, "This is Wan'er." The beautiful sword spirit behind Li Quege gave a blessing to the three of them. Li Quege glanced at Li Chang'an's cultivation and said, "I have been in seclusion for more than two years, but I didn't expect that your cultivation level will be higher than mine."

Li Changan smiled and said, "I'm lucky."

Li Quege asked, "How have you been in the past two years?"

"That's it, what about you?"

"I've been in seclusion until yesterday."

The four of them sat on the north side of Chengtian Sword Platform, looking at the rising sun.

It was almost noon, and Li Quege returned to the stands of Jianling Pavilion, and another man came over Li Changan's stands.

The man was a little decadent, with drooping eyes, his eyes were extremely small, with extremely long curly hair, and he looked listless and incompetent. After the man came over, he greeted him: "Senior Brother Qi, Junior Brother Lu."

Lu Qi said in surprise: "Isn't this Xiaokang Junior Brother! When did you come back?"

Xie Xiaokang said, "Yesterday." He glanced at Li Changan and asked, "Who is this?"

"This is my junior brother." Lu Qi introduced to Xie Xiaokang.

Li Changan bowed to Xie Xiaokang and said, "Hello, Senior Brother Xie."

Xie Xiaokang said "Yes", "Uncle Xiao is taking in his apprentice again!"

Qi Yingyun closed his eyes, so he didn't know who was coming. He heard Lu Qi call Xiaokang Junior Brother, and he knew who the visitor was, "Have you been to those places over the years?"

Xie Xiaokang yawned and said, "I went to the Hundred Nations Alliance first, went there to see the two sword energy cracks left by Uncle Xiao, and then went to the southern Xinjiang, and went there to see the towering holy tree cut off by Uncle Master's sword... Finally, I stayed in Zhennan Army and became an ordinary soldier."

Looking at Xie Xiaokang, who was full of battlefield aura, Lu Qi asked: "Aren't Nanjiang fighting in the war? Why are you trying to give up this time? Xu Tianbao won't be angry to death by you."

Xie Xiaokang said helplessly: "There is nothing to do about this! I can't help but come back."

Li Changan was very concerned about the war in southern Xinjiang, and was also worried that Xu Tianbao could withstand the old bones. He asked, "Is General Xu in good health?"

Xie Xiaokang asked in confusion: "Uh...uh... the old general's health is very good. Why are you asking this?"

Lu Qi laughed and said, "My junior brother is Li Changan, and he is Xu Tianbao's grandson!"

Xie Xiaokang was stunned and said, "Then are you Mr. Li's son?"

Li Changan nodded, Xie Xiaokang touched his chin, walked over and patted Li Changan on the shoulder, and said, "Boy, Master Li treats me well. If you encounter puzzled problems in the swordsmanship in the future, you can come to me."

Looking at the face that was somewhat similar to that of the uncle Li Yunfei, Xie Xiaokang's thoughts inadvertently returned to the Battle of the North of the Frontier that year. The personal charm of the white clothes was an unforgettable memory for all the participants. To this day, Xie Xiaokang can still clearly remember that in the last battle, the army was trapped to death, and when the white clothes took the lead in charge, the decisive back left to all the participants.

Li Yunfei wrote a poem in front of him. Xie Xiaokang looked at the rising sun and said, "Don't you see, you can walk on the river and walk on the snow by the sea, the plain sand is vast and yellow into the sky..."

Lu Qie, who also participated in the dynasty army that year, also hummed: "Don't you see, the border is lonely smoke and autumn are gone, and the sky is roaming across the sky."

A thick voice sounded from afar: "Don't you see, there are so many white bones outside the Han Dynasty's pass, no one can collect them."

Finally, the three of them chanted loudly at the same time: "Don't you see, the two armies are facing each other, and the Han soldiers are all dead!"
Chapter completed!