A rising sun rose in the horizon.

Looking at the beam of light flying straight toward the east, the disciples present were all stunned.

What happened this long night was too weird.

First, Meng Yixiao became their uncle for no reason.

Then the famous Xige Chen Yi was disgraced in front of the four generations of disciples.

In the end, Lu Chen seemed to be going to become the personal disciple of the head of Jiange.

No matter which of the three things, they have to digest for a long time.

Some people with a lot of mind began to look at Han Shaobin with strange eyes.

Meng Yixiao inherited Hong Ling, the former leader of the South Pavilion, and became everyone’s uncle in one fell swoop. Then what if you inherited the sword of the North Pavilion, Mo Yan’s uncle?

The elders and deacons in the other three pavilions and eight peaks were a little regretful, but they all gained something. They took people away after the matter ended.

Before leaving, the little girl said parting with Han Shaobin, then stood on tiptoe and rubbed Li Yihan's hair, and said with an old look on her face: "My junior, then I'll leave first."

Han Shaobin nodded, while Li Yihan rolled his eyes.

All the elders smiled. This was a cute little girl with aura.

Luo Hanyue stayed there, and she was also responsible for guiding those disciples who had never obtained the ancient sword to practice.

Li Kongxuan saw Han Shaobin's silent expression halfway and joked: "Why, do you also want to be the junior brother of the Pavilion Master?"

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Han Shaobin's face turned bitter and shook his head desperately.

Someone looked at the horizon and asked curiously: "Didn't it mean that the Sword Pavilion cannot fly with the sword, otherwise it would be strangled by the Three Thousand Sword Formation?"

"It caused the sword formation to strangle because the sword energy backfires."

Luo Hanyue explained: "Elder Wuchen has reached the realm of breaking through the air and can soar in the sky and the earth with his own cultivation."

Listening to this, everyone was filled with excitement.

With a sword roar that resounded through the sky, Gu Jian Qiankun left the top of Jianzhong Mountain and returned to Hongwu Platform.

Jianzhong Mountain was slowly covered by fog again.

....

Deep in the Jiange, above the hundred feet of the sky, there is a huge mountain hanging in the air.

From the scattered clouds around, you can vaguely see the skinny cliffs, waterfalls, waterfalls, bridges, and several inconspicuous wooden houses.

The first born is bathed in the morning sun, like the fairyland of Penglai, as beautiful as illusion.

Few people knew that the East Pavilion where the most powerful people in the entire Jian Pavilion lived was actually in the sky.

A rainbow light flashed by.

Two people came to the foot of the mountain.

Lu Chen looked at the mountain in front of him and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that Dongge is a whole innate spiritual treasure, with good work."

Wuchen looked at him in surprise and explained: "This mountain is called Zhenhai. There is a huge meteorite outside the sky, which contains powerful magnetic force, and can invisibly gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to help others practice. It is hard to say whether it is precious or not, but it is extremely rare."

Lu Chen asked, "Why don't you reach the top of the mountain directly?"

Wuchen shook his head and said, "The mountain cannot control the sky. No matter who arrives here, he can only walk further. In addition..."

Lu Chen saw the other party's expression and said, "If you have something to say, you can just say it."

Wuchen looked at Lu Chen and said, "Actually, the leader is still in seclusion in Tianwaitian, and he did not name anyone to accept as his disciple. I lied to you about this matter."

Lu Chen nodded without any surprise and said, "Continue."

From the beginning, he never believed the words of the whisk because there were too many loopholes. Until now, he did not feel the aura of the Sacred Realm Sword Cultivator in this mountain, and he became even more determined.

"But before the head of the sect went into seclusion, he entrusted me to bring the strongest man among this generation of disciples."

Wuchen looked at Lu Chen and said with relief: "I didn't know who it was at first. Until I saw you, I could complete the blood succession of the sword spirit in just one day. You are the second person in my Jiange in thousands of years."

If the sword spirit inheritance recognizes the talent of the chosen one, then the sword spirit blood inheritance is a blood inheritance similar to the recognition of the master.

The sword spirit, who is a arrogant person, can recognize his master for the first time, and only the word "talent" can be explained.

This is also why Chen Yi was so depressed when he saw Lu Chen's sword seal last night.

Lu Chen did not ask who the first person was, but just said, "Then?"

Wuchen looked at the mountain road leading upwards in front of him and said seriously: "As long as you can walk up, you will be the head's personal disciple."

Becoming a personal disciple of the head of Jiange is a dream that all sword cultivators who are determined to reach the top of the sword path have always dreamed of. He believes that no matter who it is, even Lu Chen, there is no chance that he cannot refuse.

Lu Chen was silent for a long time, then looked up and asked, "Can the sun be sunbathing on the mountain? What's the environment? Are there many people? Will there be trouble?"

Wuchen was stunned. He knew that the other party would ask many things, but he didn't expect that it was all harmless questions. He subconsciously replied: "You can bask in the sun. There are only one person on the mountain now, not many, and there are no troubles."

"That's how it is."

Lu Chen said oh, his tone was a bit reluctant.

"Well...well...I'll give it a try."

....

To reach the top within seven days is the limit given by the whisk.

As the great elder of Dong Pavilion, Wuchen was busy with all kinds of things, so he naturally couldn't spend too much time again.

Before leaving, he specifically suggested that the young man could take a rest for a while, because the trip to the sword tomb and the sword spirit blood flow were extremely exhausting matters.

It was a good suggestion, but he did not expect that Lu Chen would spend this "after a while" for six days.

Not far from the foot of the mountain, there was a strange wooden house. It was really small and there was nothing inside. I didn't know what it was for, but the rope was used to shelter from wind and rain. Lu Chen saw it and moved in.

The next day, Wuchen saw Lu Chen sitting cross-legged in the cabin. He looked strange and wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end he didn't say anything.

On the third day, the whisk did not come.

On the fourth day, the whisk came, and the same scene was still the same, so I frowned slightly.

On the fifth day, the whisk finally spoke.

"What are you doing?"

"Restoring your body."

"There is no actual sword energy or strong suppression on the mountain. The leader takes disciples and pays attention to his nature. The tests are all related to this."

"I didn't expect this to be the case."

"right."

"Since that's the case, let's take another day off."

“…”

On the sixth day, Lu Chen really fulfilled his promise and did not make a single step forward.

Wuchen only found this scene interesting and didn't say anything else.

It was finally early morning of the seventh day.

The boy opened his eyes in the cabin and let out a deep breath of turbid air, his face relaxed a little.

In the eyes of others, closing your eyes and resting for six days is naturally not just as simple as recuperating your body.

In fact, he was seriously injured. In a fight with the peak sword cultivator of Wuji, the external injuries were naturally serious, but more importantly, the sword energy transmitted to the internal organs through his muscles.

Such fierce and powerful sword energy was so fierce that it was shaking between his internal organs. If an ordinary person had a pain that would faint at the first time.

But Lu Chen did not.

Not only did he suppress the sword energy, he also carried out the sword spirit inheritance, then went down the mountain, confronted Chen Yi, and said goodbye to Meng Yixiao, and did not even show any strangeness from beginning to end.

Strong suppression brings a greater rebound in injuries.

And how strong and endurance are required to bear this? It cannot be said to be strong, or even terrible.

If Wuchen knew these things, he would naturally understand where the young man’s confidence came from.

Because the so-called test of mind and nature is really not worth mentioning to him.

...

Lu Chen left the small wooden house standing alone by the road. Looking back, he was still a little dissatisfied.

The room is too small, not even a bed, there is a odor in the air, and even the barking of dogs can be heard often around, and they are barking day and night, and Lu Chen doesn't know what it is calling.

But he is not a person who is too particular, but he just thinks that he will come to practice in person if he has the opportunity in the future.

"No matter how simple it is, this is not a house for people to live in?" Lu Chen said, then turned around and climbed the mountain with ease.

In a short while, the grass around him shook slightly, and a yellow local dog came out of it.

It looked at the back of the black shirt with great resentment.
To be continued...