A divine sword flew in, and it was very spectacular.

Zhao Chen was shocked.

However, when the Excalibur was about to fly to the peak of Xiaoyao Peak, on the Excalibur Peak in the distance, there was suddenly a golden light.

A sword halted its flight, staggering above the sky, glowing with light. Then the Excalibur actually had a backward momentum, and slowly flew back.

Seeing this, Cen Lin also put his other hand against the Divine Monument, and shouted, and suddenly the golden light was revealed, and the upside-down flying divine sword was pulled back again.

This pull lasted for a few rounds above the sky.

This scene seemed familiar to Zhao Chen, just like the game played by the children of Xiangye Village at the head of the village in the evening, tug-of-war.

After a few rounds, the golden light of the Divine Sword Peak was even more prosperous, and most of the divine swords swished and flew back towards the Divine Sword Peak, only the most front of the divine sword was pulled by the divine monument and inserted in the open space, and the smoke and dust were everywhere.

"Great harvest, great harvest, there are more than a dozen handles. Cen Lin withdrew her hands, the light dissipated, and wiped the fragrant sweat on her forehead with her sleeve, her eyes were shining, and she looked excited.

In Zhao Chen's opinion, this scene is really a bit bloody.

Cen Lin's elegant face had a beautiful smile, and the hair on her temples was also put together due to sweat, which was another beauty.

"Come on, come on, junior disciples, line up, one handle per person, take it in order, the number is exactly twelve handles, don't pick and choose. ”

Xuanyuan Sword Pool, before today, was a mysterious and powerful existence in Zhao Chen's heart. He had imagined the grandeur of the sword pool, the sword aura was pervasive, and the momentum was amazing, and he had also been obsessed with the earth-shattering scene when he took the sword more than once.

Then, it turned out that Zhao Chen thought too much!

The purple dress blew fine folds in the wind, and the long royal blue ribbon also kept swinging in the wind, Cen Lin opened her jade teeth lightly to everyone, and said in a comfortable mood: "You junior brothers and sisters are really blessed, everyone has a divine sword, but I know that the last time the sword pool was opened, I only borrowed six divine swords." When you go back, you must live and cultivate well, and don't live up to the blessings that your ancestor has brought us. ”

"Yes!"

One by one, all the disciples took turns pulling out the divine sword from the sword pool, their eyes shining and their expressions excited.

Finally it was Zhao Chen's turn, he held the divine sword that belonged to him, and a gentle feeling came from the palm of his hand. The body of the sword is purple, and the hilt of the sword is engraved with the word "shocking clouds". Zhao Chen pulled it out from the ground, the sword body roared, and swung it a few times, with a purple cold glow, and it was extremely sharp.

Overall, Zhao Chen was still very satisfied with this Cloud Shocking Sword.

It was this "stealing" sword that made Zhao Chen really not expect that Xiaoyaofeng's family background was so thin?

No, it's wrong, it's a borrowed sword!

After all the disciples finished taking the sword, Cen Lin closed the formation with both hands, and the Xuanyuan Sword Pool was hidden in chaos.

"Fellow disciples, take your sword, go back to cultivate well, and when the sword competition comes, make a name for me. After speaking, the purple figure flashed, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The twelve disciples, including Zhao Chen, walked towards the Xiaoyao Palace below in groups, chatting with each other with excited expressions.

The first sword in the cultivation career is always exciting and unforgettable, just like the first love.

"Brother Zhao, what's the name of your sword?" Li Sansan's fat belly squeezed over.

"Shocking Cloud Sword, what about yours?" Zhao Chen said at him.

Li San pouted and smiled, showing a hint of disdain, touched the huge mole, and said: "What is your name, not domineering enough and not down-to-earth enough, nondescript, not like me." As he spoke, Li San raised his sword, his eyes glowing, like a hooligan watching a beauty take a bath.

This sword was really eye-catching, the whole body was glowing with a faint green light, and the green qi was compelling, so that Zhao Chen couldn't help but touch the top of his head. A large character on the hilt of the sword is extremely conspicuous.

"Grass!" Zhao Chen read out loud, full of energy, attracting a burst of eyes from his side.

"How can this Senior Brother Zhao scold people!"

Li San was excited, and said to Zhao Chen: "How is it? Grass sword, as its name suggests, is green and full of vitality like grass. Holding this sword, a force of nature rushed towards him. Ya, it's really Ya!"

"Well, this blade of grass is truly extraordinary. I can imagine that at the moment of the great enemy, Brother Li held this sword and shouted, 'Grass!' The divine light exploded, and Brother Li was like a Hulk, proud of the sky!" Zhao Chen smiled.

"Brother Zhao described it so appropriately!"

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In the backyard of the Xiaoyao Palace, there is an empty field. In the center of the venue, a black flag was planted with a big word "performance" written on it. This is the place where the disciples of the Joyful Palace practice and compete every day.

Coming back from the sword pool, all the new disciples couldn't help but come here to try their swords, and not far away, three or two senior brothers and sisters also stopped by the side, watching the excitement.

Suddenly, the whole martial arts arena was full of sword light, and it was very lively.

The cultivation career that belongs to the new disciples of Xiaoyao Peak officially kicked off at this moment.

Time is like a white horse, running through the tenderness of spring, the enthusiasm of summer, the coldness of autumn, and then came to winter in an instant.

It's snowing today, goose feathers.

Zhao Chen has been coming to Xiaoyao Peak for a year, cultivating all day long, forgetting to sleep and eat.

It's been a long time since I've seen Senior Brother Ziyuan.

One evening in early autumn, Zhao Chen and Ye Ling'er returned to Baihua Peak. He held a bouquet of beautiful spirit flowers in front of Ye Ling'er, he pushed Ye Ling'er to laugh and play on the swing, he sat with her on the thick tree on the edge of the cliff, back to back, chatting, and let the leaves fall all over his shoulders without noticing.

A strange feeling swept through the hearts of the two.

"Ling'er... Zhao Chen looked at the heavy snow outside the house, dyeing the entire Xiaoyao Palace, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little confused.

It's time to meet her, the girl who walked into Zhao Chen's heart.

Zhao Chen pushed the door and walked into the courtyard, letting the snow fall on him. During the year, his cultivation grew rapidly. Just a few days ago, he had already broken through to the Qianyuan Realm.

It takes at least ten years for ordinary disciples to break through from the Saint Yuan Realm to the Qianyuan Realm in just one year, even if it is a disciple of the Golden Star Vein, it takes about three years for ordinary disciples to break through to enter the Qianyuan Realm, even if it is a disciple of the Golden Star Vein, it will take about three years. The last person like Zhao Chen was Ziyuan. The difference is that Ziyuan relies on talent, while Zhao Chen relies more on opportunity.

Xiaoyao Peak's senior brothers and sisters rarely show up, except for a few times to see the senior sister, Zhao Chen has not seen any of them. Except for Li Sansan, no one knew about Zhao Chen's cultivation, and he repeatedly told Li Sansan not to say anything outside, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. It was also from that day that Li San's general Zhao Chen was called Senior Brother Zhao.

In Xiaoyao Peak, listening to Li Fatzi's boasting, Zhao Chen is always very happy, this is the only happiness he has when he gets together with Ziyuan and Ye Ling'er.

What do people do when they are bored?

I don't think Zhao Chen has a clear answer.

Sometimes he feels that being a person like Zhang Ruxue is also a kind of free and easy, and a person who will have fun for himself will never seem too boring.

He didn't want to cultivate today.

He ran into the courtyard to face the heavy snow, and built a snowman more than half a man high, carved it repeatedly, with a long nose and big eyes, and two bamboo branches on the broom in the porch, and stuck them on the snowman's head, and the horns on his head.

"Knock~" A bell rang from Qixia Peak in the distance, and the sound was loud and resounded throughout the sky.

Zhao Chen squatted next to the snowman, stopped the movement in his hand, and looked up at the sky.

"Senior Brother Zhao!" Li San walked over from a distance, with a smile on his face, and the fat squeezed out fine lines on his face, like a bewitching chrysanthemum blooming on his face.

"The last bell rang, the sword competition will be held in three days, Senior Sister Cen Lin asked everyone to gather in the conference hall. Li San said.

"Sword Competition... Zhao Chen muttered to himself in a low voice.

Immediately, he slowly stood up, walked towards Li Sansan, and said softly, "Let's go." ”

The figures of the two gradually blurred in the heavy snow, leaving only the snowman in the courtyard, standing alone, facing the snow against the cold wind.