There is a winding and rugged path on the shady side of Erlang Mountain.

The path is lined with large branches and white stone slabs, and from a high vantage point, the path looks like a curved white line on a pure green oil painting, and a group of less than ten people walk through the path like ants.

The old man in charge of the Heavy Sword Sect and the six senior brothers were in front, and Gao Xing and Xie Yi were behind.

As the old saying goes, it's easier to go up than to down.

Happy stretched out his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his head, the clothes on his body were already in a semi-soaked state, and he put his hand on the pergola to look down the mountain, the path was submerged in endless green, although there were towering trees on the side of the road to obstruct it, and the occasional sunlight revealed would also make everyone's heads and faces oily.

"Lao Xie, how far is it?"

He raised his head and poured two mouthfuls of water, and asked happily.

Xie Yi was much fatter than happy, his whole body was already soaked at the moment, he twisted the towel used to wipe the sweat in his hand, and wiped his face indiscriminately,

"It's coming, it's going to be ...... right away"

Xie Yi was panting heavily, and a long period of strenuous exercise was a big burden for him.

Happy picked up a heavy wooden stick from the side of the road and handed it to Xie Yishou, Xie Yiru was like a treasure.

"I said, Lao Xie, do you know what the biggest obstacle to your cultivation is?"

Anyway, the whole road was boring, and the old guys in front of them just lowered their heads and hurried away, and no one spoke, so they wanted to have fun with the little brother and dispel the irritability caused by the scorching light.

"Ah, why?" Xie Yi's tired face suddenly smeared with a layer of glory.

"Your more than 200 catties of fat is the biggest stumbling block on your way forward!" happily glanced back at Xie Yi and quipped.

Xie Yi was silent, walking slowly with a stick, happy to hear Xie Yi's high-pitched gasp, looking down and not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother, after the sword test ceremony, I want to lose weight, and you will supervise me when the time comes!"

Xie Yi's wheezing voice trembled slightly, mixed with a bit of firmness.

"Oh, ah, you said you want to lose weight?" Happy and surprised, he had said that he had laughed at him eight hundred times if not a thousand times, but this time, why did he suddenly take it seriously?

"Are you serious?" glad to reconfirm.

"Hmm!" Xie Yi's serious eyes looked a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, hey, hey. Happy took Xie Yi's neck out and smiled lewdly.

"Don't blame my brother for not telling you in advance, follow me to lose weight, that's devil's hellish training, the one that will make you unforgettable for the rest of your life, hehehe. The happy and obscene laughter spread far and wide, and I don't know if the seniors who were walking with their heads bowed in front of them heard it.

"Brother, is it too late to regret it now?" Xie Yi's face I knew was the result of this kind of expression.

"Actually, I see that you are walking very hard, why don't I kick you, with your weight, a ball to roll down, it should be much faster than walking, labor-saving and worry-free. ”

Xie Yi shuddered violently when he heard this, he knew that the brother next to him was a spittle and a nail that said that he would definitely be able to do it, so he hurriedly walked down with a wooden stick, and his legs and feet were a mess.

After nearly an hour and a half of arduous trekking, everyone finally arrived at their destination.

At this moment, it should be in the belly of the mountain, the stretching mountain will be tightly blocked around it, at the end of the path is a stone wall, which has been artificially opened out of a smooth mountain wall, two large stone figures stand on both sides of the stone wall, the giant stone sword in his hand points obliquely at the sky, the stone man's face is rough, his eyes are round, and he is happy to not come to him, and he has already felt the four beams of eyes like substance slashing back and forth on him.

Happy lost his mind for a while, and there was an illusion that these two stone figures did not seem to be dead things.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Since approaching the stone wall, Xie Yi threw the wooden stick that he relied on to be the driving force, and when he saw that he was happy, he suddenly stopped and asked.

"Lao Xie, these two stone men ......"

"What's wrong with the stone man?"

"Nothing, let's go. Happy suppressed the doubts in his heart and walked forward with his legs raised.

"The Sword Tomb is a forbidden place for heavy swords, and the disciples under the sect only have to enter once in their lives, and today I make an exception to allow Xie Yi, the core disciple of Luoyue Peak, to enter again, and I hope that my predecessors will let me go. After the old man finished speaking, he bowed deeply to the stone wall.

The six junior brothers and sisters behind him saluted together, and they were happy to see Xie Yi bow to the end, bowing to the stone wall in the same way.

At the same time, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the two large stone figures, and the stone wall began to make a slightly trembling rumbling sound.

The trembling became more and more intense, and even the feet of the people also shook, and if it was placed in the outside city, it must have been an earthquake.

The undulations of the ground straightened up after a moment, and the stone walls were enveloped in a thick layer of white energy, which converged and slowly rotated in a clockwise direction.

"After entering, don't forcibly draw your sword, people look for swords, and at the same time swords also look for people, everything is fate. The old man turned sideways and made way to the stone wall.

Xie Yihe happily saluted the old man and the six elders of the division one by one, and strode towards the stone wall.

The two of them crashed headlong into the white energy and disappeared in a flash.

Before entering, Happy looked up at the stone statue on the left, his shining gaze swept over him again, Happy was smart, he confirmed once again that the stone man was alive!

The figures of the two disappeared, and the gathered white energy gradually dissipated, and the stone wall returned to its normal appearance.

The old man put his hands behind his back, looking up at the stone wall.

"Madman, did Xie Yi really realize the Shadow Blade?" the old man sighed deeply, breaking the silence around him.

"Senior brother, yes. He realized three swords. "Chu madman has a long upright body, sloppy and sloppy, he has never stood so square.

"Three swords......" The old man seemed to think of something, and did not speak again for a while.

"Senior brother, it's been more than a hundred years, and the Shadow Sword has reappeared in the rivers and lakes, which is gratifying. One of the two middle-aged women behind the old man spoke.

"Yes......! I am worthy of my master's entrustment. The old man groaned for a moment, and then continued.

"Chengyu, the little doll you newly received under your door, did you also realize a knife?"

"Senior brother, yes. But he just stumbled into it by mistake, this kid was not interested in serious sword tricks at all, but let him figure out a trick by himself. Another middle-aged woman spoke.

"Oh, the mind and the understanding are both superior assets, so observe them carefully. ”

"Yes, I'll focus on that. The woman named Chengyu answered again.

"How's the progress of the disciples' cultivation?" the old man asked again.

The six senior brothers and sisters behind him looked at each other, not knowing how the senior brother in charge of the family was so concerned about such trivial matters today.

"Back to Senior Brother, the progress of the three generations of disciples is still acceptable, each peak has a disciple who has entered the realm of the sword level, and at least forty disciples have recently gone to the gatehouse to comprehend the sword moves, but the enlightenment is not a day's work, and there is no breakthrough or perception of the report, but it is the joy of coming today, according to the report of the sentry, he stood in front of the sword word for a while, and he didn't even respond to the report that the disciple shouted him, thinking that he should have happened to enter a meditative state. ”

The middle-aged man standing first on the old man's left hand spoke at the moment, with an undisguised expression of appreciation.

"Ding Yiming's vision is very tricky, the juniors who can be looked down on by him are definitely not mediocre people, especially his sword, I don't know if you have carefully observed it when you tried the sword competition. ”

"Senior Brother Hui, that's the Mouth Spirit Sword. Chu madman spoke.

"Hmm. The old man stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, "The sword contains the aura of the Buddha, and it is thought to be a weapon of the Buddha." ”

"Senior brother, I don't know if Nineteen can get Chengying ...... this time" Chu madman is concerned about his beloved apprentice, and he does not leave Xie Yi in three sentences.

"Chengying is a demon soldier, the demonic nature is too heavy, when the ancestor abandoned the sword and practiced the sword, most of the reason was that he couldn't suppress the demonic nature of the knife, he buried Chengying in the sword grave, one is to let the righteousness of the sword tomb suppress Chengying, and the other is to use the firepower of the grave furnace to gradually refine the demonic nature. The old man opened his mouth to explain, he could feel the anxiety of the Chu madman, which was related to Xie Yi's future achievements.

All those who have high skills and have achieved fame and fame need opportunities.

However, there are opportunities and risks, and sometimes, you have to take risks.

Success or failure is only a thought, either life or death!

"Everything depends on creation!" the old man looked at the stone wall again, and the smart eyes of the two stone figures gradually lost their luster and returned to a dull stone quality.

"Go back to the mountain, and the madman will stay and talk to me. ”

"Yes. The senior brothers and sisters returned in response, Zheng Dikui turned around and glanced at the Chu madman before leaving, his gloomy eyes contained three points of resentment and seven points of resentment, and the Chu madman once again resumed his loose and sloppy posture, ignoring Zheng Dikui's gaze.

"Madman, what do you think of this happiness?" After everyone walked away, the old man took a few steps back, came to the side of the Chu madman, and asked.

"Hang Erlangdang, with an evil face, the spirit sword is in his hand, and it is wasted. Chu Madman was stunned for a moment and then replied casually, with obvious disdain in his tone.

"Really?" the old man changed his previous majestic face and looked at Chu Madman's contemptuous expression with a smile.

The two stood opposite each other, their eyes facing each other, and after a moment they laughed silently at the same time.

"The heroic spirit between the eyebrows and eyes is compelling, and a mighty Buddha breath flows all over the body, the gods and ghosts are not close, and the demons are scattered. After thinking for a while, the madman Chu said seriously,

"Either it is the Buddha brought from the mother's womb, or it is a person who serves the Buddha and cultivates. ”

"That sword, if you read it right, is the Jizo Spirit's personal weapon. ”

"Heaven is short?" Chu Madman grew his mouth in astonishment, and it was not at all difficult to stuff two eggs into it at the same time.

The old man didn't speak, he rolled his eyelids, and he had the expression you thought it would.

"After Nineteen participated in the Sword Trial Ceremony, let him go back to Jinchengwei, his ...... in the world. ”