The long-awaited day has finally come.

On this day, countless swords sounded throughout the blue sky.

"Welcome the Ancestral Sword to show its spirit!"

As several majestic and domineering words were continuously passed on to the entire Jiange, a sudden change broke out.

In the middle of the Hongwu Platform, the ancient Qiankun sword that had been silent for thousands of years was automatically stormed out without wind, drew an arc, and finally stood upright a hundred meters above the top of the Jianzhong Mountain.

As a dazzling light bathed down at the end of the ancient sword, a violent shock came from the ground, and the mist that had been shrouded in the mountains all year round began to gradually dissipate, revealing its true appearance.

The young disciple who was meditating in the tent opened his eyes and walked out at the same time.

The little girl playing in the forest hurriedly ran back with the young fox.

The boy fishing by the river yawned sleepily.

In just a few dozen breaths, more than forty people gathered at the foot of Jianzhong Mountain again.

"The formation is only twenty-four hours before it is opened, and it will be closed on time tomorrow morning, seize the opportunity."

Luo Hanyue stood in front and glanced at everyone, saying seriously: "I will repeat it again, remember to release my original sword energy in the sword tomb. If there is an ancient sword response, it will be considered successful. In addition, there are swords everywhere in Jianzhong Mountain, so you don't have to reach the top."

As the formation in Jianzhong Mountain was lifted, although the sword energy was suppressed much less, the vicissitudes and desolation that came to his face became heavier.

Everyone looked at the top of the mountain with great enthusiasm. After a month of training, they all seemed to be full of confidence.

There are swords everywhere in the sword tomb, but the higher the sword energy, the better the quality. This is almost no explanation.

Li Yihan, who was holding her head up, looked much darker, but her energy was more intense than before. This time she took the first step out.

Everyone's eyes then fell on the boy at the end of the crowd. For a month, almost everyone knew about the bet between Lu Chen and Chen Yi of Xige, but it seemed that few people were optimistic about him.

Because getting the recognition of the ancient sword is different from getting the inheritance of the sword spirit.

The word "spirit" can be said to be where the creation of heaven and earth is gathered.

The ancient sword that can nurture sword spirits may have been the beloved swords of the Great Sword Cultivator of the Breaking Air Realm or even the Holy Realm.

Lu Chen ignored everyone's eyes and said to the little girl beside him: "Let's go directly to the top of the mountain."

Meng Yixiao blinked and asked back, "Then you?"

"I wanted to slow down and suddenly felt something, so I'm going to check it out."

Lu Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the top of the mountain that was no longer covered by the formation. He felt the destructive golden light, and thought that the sword tomb ban only needed "universe" to open it, so it was too stupid to wait for two years.

....

Around the mountain trail, the humid fog disappeared, and the scenery was unobstructed.

There are no trees, no flowers, there is only a desolate clearing, and then countless paths connect the cliff walls further away.

Apart from flowers and trees, even ordinary beasts cannot survive. The sword wind blows by, bringing a piece of dust.

Lu Chen was the last disciple to climb a mountain.

A month ago, when the sword tomb was filled with a huge sword, he walked very quickly when climbing the mountain.

But this time, when the mountain-like sword dispersed, the young man really walked very slowly, even quite slowly as he said.

Because he was trying to exude spiritual consciousness and feel the breath of the sword.

There is a small step in the middle of the mountain road that can reach the top of the mountain, but Lu Chen did not choose this road.

The boy walked on the surrounding mountain road, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right, as if he was wandering around, wandering around in a vague manner.

An hour later, the boy opened his eyes and a look of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

He had some mistakes.

It turned out that Jianzhong Mountain was so big, even beyond his imagination.

If you really explore this step by step, twenty-four hours are not enough.

In fact, on weekdays, there is another simplest way, which is to release the original sword energy in your own sword body, and you will surely know the answer immediately.

The Wood God is in harmony with him, and if it were in this mountain, it would definitely appear.

But now there are so many disciples in the mountains, and there must be elders from four pavilions and eight peaks outside to observe them secretly. If it causes too much noise, it will be very troublesome.

"Forget it, I'm still a person who doesn't like trouble after all."

Lu Chen stopped and then let out a sigh of relief, as if he had figured out something.

When the boy walked to the edge of the mountain road, there was a thousand-foot cliff under his feet.

Lu Chen closed his eyes and said, "Come on the sword!"

A wisp of invisible energy rippled out from all over the body and radiated in a circle.

A clear whistle sounded deep in the mountains.

Lu Chen then took a step forward.

Just like the single-plank bridge in front of the Thunder Sea of ​​Beige that day, there was void under his feet, but the young man did not hesitate or fear at all.

His feet landed on the ground and just stepped on the sword body of a long sword.

A roar came from the air.

The sea of ​​air rolls, whistling through the sky.

The figure of the boy disappeared instantly.

.....

Li Yihan was always at the forefront of the crowd, and had reached the distance of the mountain. Han Shaobin followed closely behind him, and there was only one man and one beast in front of him. Without Lu Chen, he would naturally be the quirky little girl Meng Yixiao and the young fox Xiaobai.

For some reason, this ponytail girl always likes to sway in front of her, and she also puts a serious and steady look behind her hands. She looks back at him from time to time, looking at him with an elder looking at Wansheng with a look of comfort, and I don’t know who she is learning...

The mountain road is steeper the higher the mountain road, and some places even need to be climbed with their hands.

Li Yihan panted and looked at the top of the mountain with a hot look.

There is a sword pool on the top of the sword tomb. There are nearly a thousand truly good swords hidden in the sword pool, and only then will there be a top-notch ancient sword that truly nurtures the sword spirit.

"hurry up!"

Meng Yixiao urged in front of him: "Why haven't you been following you yet!"

Li Yihan withdrew his thoughts, looked at the lively little girl in front of him, and rolled her eyes.

Very few of his peers can convince him, but this little girl is just one, both in terms of age and talent.

Seeing this, the ponytail girl sighed in an old voice: "How can you be Lu Chen's apprentice if you are so weak!"

Li Yihan widened his eyes and said, "When did I say I want to be his apprentice!"

The little girl raised her head and said with confidence: "Lu Chen is so powerful, of course you have to be his apprentice."

"What's the point?!"

Li Yihan was dumbfounded. He was about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted.

"Bang!"

A sharp and rapid sound of breaking through the air sounded from a distance,

A black shadow flashed in the air more than ten meters away from them in an instant, and rushed into the clouds higher in the blink of an eye.

The cold wind rushes by the cliff, and the strong air flow almost makes both of them unable to open their eyes.

Xiaobai looked up at the sky and kept screaming.

Meng Yixiao looked surprised and shouted Lu Chen, spreading her hands and waved to the air.

"Is it him?"

Li Yihan was stunned and looked disbelief, but looking at the dark spots that were getting smaller and smaller in the clouds, he couldn't help but accept this fact.

Because the black suit was too conspicuous, and it was always so clean, even shiny.

The boy felt a little discouraged for no reason.

Flying with a sword, flying thousands of miles in one thought, soaring around the world is something that all young men and girls in the world dream of.

He had been thinking about it for many years, and now he was only one sword away, but he didn't expect that someone had already left him so far.

Meng Yixiao trotted over, jumped up and patted his shoulder, and said with a serious and "understandable" look: "Don't be discouraged, it's normal that you can't compare to Lu Chen. You are not me!"

Li Yihan looked at the little girl's rosy face, remembering her real age, and became more sad and angry, and said heartbroken: "This sword cannot be practiced!"

....

Lu Chen stepped on the sword and came to the top of the mountain.

For thousands of years, he may be the first disciple among the introductory disciples to reach the top so quickly.

There is no fog here, only countless thick clouds.

Those ancient psychic swords appeared and disappeared in the thick clouds, ethereal and illusory, and the sword was full of intent.

Lu Chen stepped into the ground, then waved his hand gently, and the long sword under his feet hovered, and dived down from the top of the mountain like a spiritually.

Lu Chen stood in the middle of the mountain top, heading towards the sea of ​​clouds around him, and said, "I'll find a sword."

There was silence around.

"Have you ever seen a sword like this?"
Chapter completed!