I have a sword that can change the sun and the moon into a new world

Xiao Fan and Si Qi stayed together until it was a little dark before they reluctantly returned to the tent. Xiao Fan didn't know where the tent of Jiange was set up, so Si Qi sent Xiao Fan back to the tent first. The two walked to the front of the tent and happened to meet Qi Zhan coming out of the tent. The three of them met each other. This time it was Si Qi's turn to be nervous. He had never felt this way when meeting Qi Zhan before. Since he knew that Xiao Fan was the descendant of the Sword Immortal and a disciple of Jiange, he naturally felt that Qi Zhan was Xiao Fan's elder. Si Qi's cheeks flushed and he called out in a mosquito-like voice, "Hello, Uncle Qi."

Qi Zhan just came out of the tent and saw Xiao Fan and Penglai's proud daughter Siqi walking side by side. Although it was a little dark, with Qi Zhan's cultivation, he could clearly see that Siqi was different, and he understood most of it. Qi Zhan, who usually had a serious face in front of his disciples, suddenly smiled and said, "It turned out to be Siqi. Xiao Fan, take Siqi in and sit for a while, why are you standing there like an idiot!"

Si Qi quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, Uncle Qi, Xiao Fan doesn't know the way, I just brought him here, I'm going back."

Qi Zhan said again: "Xiao Fan, why don't you send Siqi back? It's already dark, what if she falls?"

Xiao Fan had been trying to hold back his laughter. Si Qi glared at him fiercely and quickly said to Qi Zhan: "No need, Uncle Qi. I can go back by myself. You guys go in." After saying that, he turned around and walked away quickly.

Qi Zhan looked at Xiao Fan with a smile in his eyes. Xiao Fan felt numb from being stared at. He quickly said to Qi Zhan: "Uncle Qi, let's go in quickly. It's getting dark now. It's scary to stand outside!"

Siqi returned to the door of the tent and happened to meet Qingwan who had just returned. The two looked at each other, understood each other tacitly, and entered the tent together. They saw that the other sisters had returned, leaving only themselves, and they sat down in their respective seats.

Zhu Yun had long since gotten over the feeling of missing Zhao Zhu. After all, she had practiced for hundreds of years, and had experienced everything. Zhu Yun looked at Qing Wan and Si Qi and said with a smile, "It seems that you all had a lot of fun today, that's good! While you are young, you should have fun with the people you like, go crazy, and as long as you are happy, don't care what others say. As for the rest, leave it to us old guys!"

Zhu Yun added: "The same goes for the six of you. If you see someone you like, just act fast. Do you think I'm taking you down the mountain for the secret realm this time? As long as the person has good character and you like him, it's fine. As for his cultivation? Don't worry about it! You don't have to worry. The world now is not the same as before, and Penglai is not the Penglai of the past. But one thing has not changed, Penglai will always be your home and your support!"

Zhu Yun smiled and talked to everyone. Si Qi felt that Master Zhu Yun was a little different from before. Although he looked very happy, he seemed to be a little regretful and sad inside. Si Qi thought that maybe he had heard the news of Senior Zhao Zhu's death.

Xiao Fan and Qi Zhan entered the tent. Xiao Fan saw two disciples of the Sword Pavilion sitting and practicing. Xiao Fan did not want to disturb them, so he found a seat and sat down. He thought that his level of Taoism was good enough to deal with ordinary practitioners, but if he met a stronger opponent, it would be difficult to deal with him. Now that he has practiced the [Tao Sheng Wanwu Jue] to the level of understanding the Tao, he can create two from one. There are five stages in the Five Elements Technique. He has only practiced the first stage, and the power of the Sword Breaking Style is just enough. He does not know how to practice next? How to improve his combat power?

Now that his golden elixir is perfect, he no longer needs to refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body. This puzzles Xiao Fan. He can't use up all his spiritual energy and then practice, because the golden elixir will absorb spiritual energy on its own. So Xiao Fan doesn't know how to practice during this period of time. Just when he wanted to find Qi Zhan to ask, Qi Zhan was resting with his eyes closed.

Xiao Fan stopped thinking about it and sent a voice message to Si Qi via Thousand Miles Voice Transmission, "Sister Si Qi, what are you doing?"

After a while, Siqi replied, "I was chatting with Senior Uncle Zhuyun, and I felt that she was a little different."

Xiao Fan asked: "Is it about Senior Zhao Zhu? What happened between them in the past?"

Siqi said: "I don't know, I haven't heard Master say it. What about you? What are you doing?"

The two chatted until dawn. Xiao Fan stood up and stretched himself. He thought that practicing Taoism was not bad. At least he didn't need to eat or sleep, and he was still energetic.

Qi Zhan also stood up and said to Xiao Fan, "Let's go out for a walk."

Xiao Fan and Qi Zhan walked out of the tent. They were now on the edge of the platform, looking at the secret realm shrouded in fog. Qi Zhan said, "The secret realm should be summoned today. You must be prepared."

Xiao Fan asked: "How is the fighting power of the demon race? Who has the upper hand among the same realm?"

Qi Zhan said: "Adult monsters all have thick skin and flesh, which is equivalent to a natural layer of armor, and sharp teeth and claws. They are slightly better than humans in the same realm."

Xiao Fan asked again: "Do the demons know Taoism?"

Qi Zhan said: "Of course they will, but generally only a small number of superior tribes will do so. Most of them are close combat, and there are a large number of them."

Qi Zhan sighed: "These beasts of the demon race are really fertile. Even if we kill them all this time, as long as we don't destroy their race, we can give them a few thousand years and they will have millions of demon soldiers again!"

Xiao Fan asked: "When was the last war?"

Qi Zhan said: "The last clan-wide war took place more than 2,000 years ago. The demon clan launched the largest number of demon soldiers in history. At that time, the human race was in a period of transition. The incident happened suddenly. There were less than 10,000 human beings stationed in the Great Divide. After a fierce battle, all the human cultivators were killed or wounded! The demon army was about to rush across the Great Divide. Your master arrived in time and blocked more than one million demon soldiers by himself. Ten thousand swords were suspended in the air, killing the demons so much that they fled everywhere. Then Qinglian Tianxian led 3,000 human cultivators to replace them in the Great Divide."

Xiao Fan's blood boiled when he heard that one man and one sword blocked a million demon troops. Xiao Fan asked: "Where did Master go after that battle?"

Qi Zhan said: "You will know when you return to Jiange!"

Xiao Fan looked at the mountains beyond the secret realm, which stretched endlessly. Qi Zhan said, "That mountain range is the demon realm."

Xiao Fan was full of fighting spirit at this time, and his sword intent was rising. The scene of thousands of swords hanging in the air appeared in his mind. The excitement gradually calmed down. Xiao Fan slowly closed his eyes and felt the sword intent with his heart. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and said loudly: "I have seen an old general fight for three thousand miles, and his sword was as powerful as a million masters. I feel something in my heart and understand the sword!"

The mighty sword energy gathered between his two fingers and condensed into a three-foot-long sword blade. The sword energy was so powerful that it seemed to be real. Xiao Fan held the sword horizontally in front of his chest and swung it towards the sky above the secret realm. The sword energy arrived in an instant. The mighty sword energy actually cut through the ten-mile-wide fog above the secret realm, forming a two-foot-wide crack. It took a long time for the fog on both sides to merge again.

There was a round of cheering from behind Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan turned around and saw that there were many people standing behind him, including the people from Penglai, Baihu and others, and some people he didn't know. Of course, the people who cheered just now were all people he knew. Si Qi looked at Xiao Fan with pride and sent a message to Xiao Fan using Thousand Miles Voice Transmission, "Brother Xiao Fan, you did a good job. You made me proud."

Zhu Yun looked at Xiao Fan, who was full of sword spirit, and said approvingly: "With your sword, why should we fear millions of demon soldiers?!"

The white fox asked, "Brother Xiao, is this sword famous?"

Xiao Fan shook his head and looked at Si Qi. Si Qi said: "This sword has great momentum and is unparalleled in the world! Even if the demon clan has thousands of formations, they can all be broken with one sword. How about calling it the Breaking Formation Style?!"

Xiao Fan said happily: "Si Qi said it well, it's called the Breaking Formation Style!"

As soon as Xiao Fan finished speaking, there seemed to be a voice calling him from deep in his heart. Then the frequency of the call became faster and faster. He thought, is this the call from the secret realm? In a trance, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and when he came to his senses, he was already in the secret realm.