While waiting, Hua Mengluo has been communicating with Chi Yu and Gu Yuan's sword spirit. Neither of them has a calm temper. They will explain to Hua Mengluo the interesting things they traveled with their former master tens of thousands of years ago. For Xu Xiner's final

The ending is never mentioned.

Five days later, a beam of light soared into the sky from halfway up the mountain. A group of disciples waiting outside the Hidden Sword Pavilion immediately stood up and gathered at the door to see the truth clearly.

"It must be the Ning Yuan Sword. The legendary divine sword has been stored in the Hidden Sword Pavilion for tens of thousands of years, because on the mountainside, countless disciples want to contract it every year, but they have never succeeded."

"I also want to contract the divine sword. I heard that the divine sword can change its shape according to the contractor's ideas."

Hua Mengluo also listened absentmindedly to the stories told by the two sword spirits, and stretched her neck to see if the two friends had obtained the divine sword.

A figure walked up against the light, and the sun shone on him to form a beautiful silhouette. Zhilan Yushu was another unparalleled young man. He slowly got closer and closer, and staggered when he reached the threshold.

Seeing such a person obtain the divine sword, the crowd of onlookers also dispersed.

"Pfft!" Hua Mengluo covered her mouth and snickered. "If you're not a big boss, don't show off. To be honest, Xiao Baibai, you are really not suitable for showing off. Where is the Divine Sword? Come on, let me see your Divine Sword."

Bai Zhenyu took off the bow on his back and handed it to Hua Mengluo. When he got it, the bow was very light and the lines on it were very beautiful...

"Wow, beautiful little sister! Little sister gave me a loving touch!"

Hua Mengluo was so frightened that she dropped the bow in her hand. Bai Zhiyu took over the bow beforehand, avoiding the scene of the divine sword falling to the ground and staining with dust.

"This, the sword spirit of this divine sword is like this?" Hua Mengli looked in disbelief and was greatly shocked. This is the legendary Ning Yuan Sword, the legendary divine sword that can cut mountains and split seas.

"Little sister, don't go away, come and chat with me." The sword spirit of Ning Yuan Sword kept chirping inside the sword.

Hua Mengluo walked aside and continued chatting with Chi Yu and Gu Yuan. Bai Zhuyu touched his nose and awkwardly stood aside to watch the two little ones telling stories. Ning Yuan Jian also came over to listen. After all, he was staying in the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

It has been tens of thousands of years, and even the stories that were told tens of thousands of years ago are new people and new things. He just listened to them but didn't tell them. Ning Yuan Jian kept expressing his opinions. "This fighting posture is wrong. The sword should chop horizontally and vertically. No wonder I lost."

Chiyu, Guyuan glared at it, turned their swords around and created a small barrier to prevent it from hearing the story.

"Good brother, good sister, I was wrong. I won't speak anymore. You can continue talking. I still want to listen."

Five days later, Ye Xingchen came out of the Hidden Sword Pavilion and got a sword that was completely black. There was even rust on some parts of the sword. Hua Mengluo tried to pick it up to check, but she couldn't pick it up after trying for a long time.

"This is the heavy sword Qi Yue. It currently weighs 100,000 pounds. It will become heavier as my cultivation level increases in the future."

"Wow!"

"incredible!"

After praising Hua Mengluo, Bai Zhuiyu left it behind and headed to the Deacon Hall, preparing to take on the task of being a disciple in the Nascent Soul stage, and by the way try out the combination with the new sword. One person thought the sword was dark, ugly and heavy, and another thought it was dark, ugly and heavy.

I have a divine sword. Although the sword spirit looks unreliable, it is much better than this heavy sword.

Thinking of the sword spirit, where is the sword spirit of the epee? "Little Ye Zi, where is the sword spirit of the epee?" Bai Zhiyu asked.

"Yes, why didn't I see the sword spirit?" Hua Mengluo also came back to her senses.

"It is still sleeping and recovering. The battle a hundred thousand years ago caused its vitality to be severely damaged. Its current strength is at a loss, but with my current cultivation level, I cannot display it."

"What? One hundred thousand years ago!"

Unexpectedly, the dark and ugly heavy sword was an ancient thing, older than Bai Zhiyu's Ning Yuan Sword, an old thing that had witnessed the world-destroying war.

"Good boy, you are worthy of being my disciple. You have obtained divine swords like Qiyue and Ningyuan." The voice of Master Nightmare came from the disciple's token. "Ahem, cough, cough, then you go to the major peaks to learn and communicate.

No less than three months for each peak.”

"Master, are you okay? Have you not recovered after such a long time?"

"It's okay for me as a master. You go quickly. After six years of exchange, you will return to Qingshan Peak. You will also be able to welcome the disciples from other peaks who came to exchange."

"Ancestor, Ancestor." In Qingshan Juli, Hua Nishang looked at Nightmare worriedly and wanted to go forward to comfort him, but she didn't dare to go forward because of the bottles and jars around him.

It wasn't until Nightmare coughed that he almost hit the elixir bottle that Hua Nichang ran over to help him, but unfortunately he forgot about his small arms and short legs, so he fell down before he could help him.

"Ancestor, ancestor. Wow wow wow." It seemed that the size of her body affected her mind, so Hua Nishang cried out.

After a while, Nightmare stood up, "Ahem, cough, I'm fine. Master will take you to the weapon refining room to practice making the next magic weapon." After saying that, he picked up Hua Nichang and left the alchemy room to go to the weapon refining room.

house.

"Master, is everything okay like this? I haven't stopped coughing even after two sentences. It doesn't look like everything is okay."

"We can't help you. We just need to work hard to improve our cultivation."

"That's right, which mountain should we go to first to exchange and learn."

"Baizhan Peak, I've long wanted to experience it."

Bai Zhuiyu is eager to try with a bow on his back. Before, Xiaobai had no attack. He broke through himself in the frost-covered secret realm and obtained the skill of thunder chain. Now he has the divine sword Ningyuan. He can finally avenge his shame. He is bound to do it in the future.

Achieve good results in a team of three.

A group of three people carried bows and swords on their backs and headed to Baizhan Peak in a menacing manner, as if they were looking for trouble.

On the way, I met the disciples from other peaks who were going to communicate.

"Hi, are you the disciples who are going for exchanges? My junior brother and I are from Hidden Sword Peak."

"It turns out we are not the only ones." Hua Mengluo and the others sighed in their hearts.

"Hidden Sword Peak? What does it have to do with Hidden Sword Pavilion?"

"No, no, because our master, the peak master, likes to collect various swords, so it is called Hidden Sword Peak." The disciple was a little embarrassed. But he soon became familiar with Hua Mengluo and the others.

"Have you been to other peaks for exchanges? How did it feel?"

"No, first stop."

"Oh, the same goes for my junior brother and me. Since we are all sword cultivators, we will definitely come to Bai Zhan Peak as our first stop to challenge. Before, my senior brothers and sisters chose Bai Zhan Peak as their first stop in the exchange school. Uh-huh." He said.

As he spoke, his junior brother covered his mouth.

"Brothers and sisters, I'm sorry, my senior brother doesn't hold back his words, but he doesn't mean anything bad." He said without letting go of the hand covering his senior brother.

"Understood, understood." Everyone was quiet on the rest of the way. Along the way, they met several disciples who came to communicate, and everyone walked in silence. Because they were going to other peaks, in order to show respect, everyone walked in tacit agreement.
Chapter completed!