Embers of Sword

"Sword cultivators, you can die standing, but you cannot live on your knees!"

Xie Xuanyi fell into the North Sea, but was unexpectedly given a second life by the watering of the [Immortal Fountain].

The old illness has gone, and the new fire has been rekindled.

A little ember can start a prairie fire.

The witch, the sword fairy, the Buddha's son... the demons are dancing wildly, the tide is coming, and it is another golden age!

In his previous life, he was weak, so in this life he used golden energy to refine his body and achieved the Glazed Vajra Bone!

If all the three hundred flying swords were broken, they would be transformed into an entire sword energy cave!

"Talismans, array patterns, Taoist magic, I only know a little bit——"

Xie Xuanyi sat alone in the formation, his old long sword draped across his knees.

"Who says that the Dao that sword cultivators understand is only the Dao of the sword?"