Moshan sent a message to the peak, in front of the Dao platform, the fate came, and in the back, the expressions of the awakened Great Sect powerhouses did not have too many abnormalities.

This is already the forty-seventh, except for the young man in gold, everyone else has failed to hold on to more than five moves.

The time limit is approaching, and the results are unlikely to change much.

"Please"

Seeing the young man walking in front of him, Qi Huan stretched out his hand and said politely.

"Please"

Ning Chen responded, with a wave of his right hand, the green light was shining, and Tai Shi appeared and slowly fell.

The Daomen Divine Soldier appeared, the sword intent rumbled, and the moment he held the sword, the expressions of all the strong people present changed.

A completely different aura emanated from Ning Chen's body, and after one step, the person in front of him disappeared.

With a sonorous sound, the palm shook the blade of the sword, and the sword qi scattered and violently shocked.

The power of a sword, everyone was shocked, but they saw that the sword suddenly turned, and the extremely fast streamer was difficult to distinguish.

Qi Huan's expression froze, and he concentrated on coping, relying on the advantage of cultivation, and he was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, the extremely fast attack and defense, the fast eyes are dizzying, and before I have come back to my senses, the seven moves have passed.

Unwilling to end here, Qi Huan drank in a deep voice, and the true yuan around him hooked the power of heaven and earth, and a steady stream of air flowed together, forcibly blocking the approaching sword blade.

The sword blade was restrained for a moment, and with an amazing palm, it surged out, destroying the withered and decaying power, leaving no mercy.

Surprised to see this moment, Zhiming let go of the sword in his hand, the figure swept out, avoiding the palm force, and then swept back again, the sword fell for a moment, and he held the sword again, and the moment Qi Huan returned to breath, he broke through the barrier of the true yuan.

The exquisite control of the sword made it possible to see the brilliance in the eyes of the powerhouses of the sects behind him constantly flashing.

It turns out that the sword can still be so strong.

When the sword arrived in front of him, Qi Huan's recovery was enough, and Zhenyuan blocked the sword blade again, and the ninth move appeared in a mighty way.

Zhangyuan condensed the power of the eight directions, affecting hundreds of zhang, and there was no way to avoid it, and it swept out again.

However, the expression of knowing fate did not change, the pace turned, the water was bright, and the method of fusing the shadow body at great speed was in the middle of the move, avoiding the edge of the palm.

Seeing this, Qi Huan's eyes froze, and after the ninth move, the tenth move followed.

Without reservation, a shocking palm, a vision of the void, a green lotus appeared in the heaven and earth, the world collapsed in an instant, the formation pattern was extinguished, and the power of the immortal was undoubtedly revealed.

"A sword is invisible"

Knowing fate and fixing one's mind, the sword that is concentrated and concentrated again is condensed at one point, and a line of life is cut in the raging waves.

A sword came out, and another sword followed, the sword of the broken sky, slashing through the same trajectory, separating the world-shattering palm.

With all his strength, he saw blood, and Ning Chen's body slid out a few zhang away, stabilizing his figure.

"Acceptance"

Ten moves have passed, Ning Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, put away the blade of his sword, and said calmly.

Qi Huan nodded, Fang Cai's indifferent expression eased a lot, and he bowed politely, turned around and retreated.

The shocking battle, the ultimate in martial arts, the peak of the sword, is wonderful, so that the powerhouses of the Great Sect can't return to their senses for a long time, and their hearts are difficult to calm down.

"Your name," said the ink lord on the platform.

"Ningchen"

"From today onwards, you are my ninth personal disciple," Lord Mo said calmly.

Ning Chen bowed down and said nothing.

Under the platform, the young man in gold clenched his fists and clicked on the ground, and the anger in his eyes flashed and disappeared, which was well concealed.

The candidate for the ninth disciple of the Mo Lord was decided, and everyone congratulated one after another, and after being polite, they left one after another.

Lord Mo glanced at his ninth disciple, his expression didn't change much, he nodded, and disappeared in the glow.

"Ninth Senior Brother, come with me" Qi Huan stepped forward, with a gentle look on his face, and said.

"Yes"

Ning Chen nodded, beckoned to the little girl not far away, and followed.

"Who is this kid?" Qi Huan said in surprise.

"After the benefactor," Ning Chen replied.

Qi Huan bowed slightly, didn't ask any more questions, and continued to lead the way in front.

Moshan, a fairyland-like place on earth, is not surrounded by unattainable lofty mountains, but more like a cross-cut mountain range, surrounded by many sub-peaks.

Around the Message Peak, the eight peaks were already inhabited, and Ning Chen was taken to the ninth peak and arranged a place to stay.

On the ninth peak, the bamboo forest is dense, in front of the bamboo forest, is a house made of green bamboo, which is very spacious, compared to the mansion of the powerful in the world, it is not too much.

"Ninth Senior Brother, in the past two days, Master Venerable may summon you and pass on your cultivation method, so take a good rest before this" Qi Huan said softly.

"Thank you," Ning Chen said.

After arranging the former, Qi Huan didn't stay any longer, and returned to his fifth peak first.

Yin'er sat on a small stool, her calves kicking back and forth, and said in a coquettish voice, "Ning Chen, does Lord Mo really know the way to bring the dead back to life?"

"At least, he's the most likely person," Ning Chen said calmly.

"Oh," the voice said softly.

After simply cleaning up the room, Ning Chen walked out of the bamboo house, looked at the bamboo forest in front of the house, thought about it, and with a wave of his hand, a green bamboo flew in.

Glancing up and down, Ning Chen flipped over the green bamboo, pointed at the condensing sword, slashed it from the middle, and immediately cut off the branches and leaves on it.

Seeing this, Yin'er was curious and ran forward and stood by to watch.

"What are you doing?" said Yin'er.

"Make you a sword," Ning Chen replied.

"Bamboo," Yin'er said in surprise.

"Your cultivation is still shallow, and the sword forged from the divine material is too heavy and not suitable for you," Ning Chen replied while sharpening the bamboo.

"Oh" the voice replied softly, and stood aside and watched quietly, not knowing what his first sword would look like.

Not long after, in Ning Chen's hand, the green bamboo had been cut into a sword shape, and it didn't look peculiar.

"It's not good-looking," Yin'er pursed her lips and said dissatisfied.

"Wait"

Ning Chen replied softly, and the sword finger slashed across his left palm, and immediately blood flowed, staining the entire green bamboo sword blade red.

The little girl was startled, and just as she was about to speak, she was shocked by what she saw.

But seeing that on the green bamboo sword, the red flame rose, the blood and water slowly fused with the bamboo sword, and the entire sword blade gradually changed from cyan to red.

After a few breaths, the flames dissipated, and Zhu Jian appeared, with a delicate sword shape, which did not reduce Ling Rui's aura.

In Ning Chen's hand, the brilliance flashed, the wound healed, and he handed Zhu Jian to the girl, and said calmly, "Do you like it?"

Yin'er took Zhu Jian, her big eyes were shining, her little face was smiling like a flower, and she nodded, "I like it."

"No matter what the situation is, this sword can't leave your side, understand?" Ning Chen admonished.

"Good," Yin'er replied obediently.

"The method of practicing swords, I have already told you, you must work hard to persevere, you can't be lazy, there is no shortcut to everything in the world, and the same is true for sword practice, if you want to be fast, you can't reach it, don't think about opportunism, otherwise, you will eventually mislead yourself" Ning Chen taught seriously.

"Hmm," Yin'er nodded in response.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's rest first, and start practicing swords tomorrow morning," Ning Chen said.

"Good"

Yin'er answered again, turned around and went back to the house, freshened up and rested.

Ning Chen stood outside the bamboo house, looking at the other eight peaks in the distance and the Message Peak in the middle, a flash of thought flashed in his deep eyes.

Lord Mo's preaching really made him understand a lot of things that he didn't know before, especially the explanation of the three realms of virtuality, reality and truth in the fairyland, which gave him a lot of inspiration.

Among the powerhouses in this realm that he had encountered before, Mu Changge and Nu Chang were undoubtedly in the virtual realm, while Chao Tianxi was too badly injured because he broke through the Hades enchantment, and he was not in his heyday, so it was difficult to judge his cultivation.

And Xuanluo, judging from the situation of the battle that day, at least has the strength of the early stage of the real realm, and before it was sealed, it must be even stronger.

His current strength, after unlocking the seal, should be able to fight on an equal footing with a powerhouse in the early stage of the Void Realm like Qi Huan, and if he faces the middle stage of the Void Realm, he may have to pay a lot of price.

However, once the Huangquan Divine Forbidden was lifted, it would be difficult for the demonic energy on his body to hide from that ink master, so he would definitely not make this choice unless he had to.

The moon sets and the sun rises, the night passes, and in the early morning, Yin'er gets up to practice swords, one move and one style, which is the simplest foundation.

Ning Chen stood aside and watched, and when his sword deviated, he reminded him loudly.

"Ninth Senior Brother, Master Venerable has summoned you to come to Yufeng"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in the ninth peak and reached Ning Chen's ears.

When Ning Chen heard this, his eyes flashed with a faint color, he looked at the little girl who was practicing swords, and said, "Yin'er, I'll go to the Message Peak, and I'll be back soon, you continue to practice here."

Yin'er looked back, wiped the sweat on her little face, and said coquettishly, "Okay"

After telling him, Ning Chen didn't delay any longer, his feet moved, and he turned into a streamer and swept towards the Message Peak.

Mo Xingtai, a white-robed Mo master sitting, below, five young men and women stood quietly, Qi Huan stood second on the right, and after seeing Ning Chen coming, he nodded slightly.

"Meet the Master," Ning Chen saluted respectfully.

"Lao Jiu, what did you do when you entered my door?" asked the ink lord on the platform.

"Immortal," Ning Chen bowed his head and said.

Lord Mo nodded and said, "I have seven laws and two scriptures, seven of which have been learned by your seven senior brothers and sisters, the Taiyin Sutra, your eighth senior sister has also achieved a small success, only the last Sun Sutra, no one has practiced yet, are you willing?"

"Thank you for the teachings," Ning Chen replied.

Only then did the ink lord show a smile of relief, and with a wave of his hand, the colorful glow fell, and an extremely complex cultivation secret method was submerged into Ning Chen's spiritual sense.

After a while, the ink lord withdrew his hand and said, "Cultivate well, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask your five senior brothers and sisters."

"Yes," Ning Chen said softly.

"Let's go down," the ink lord waved his hand and said.

"Yes"

Ning Chen saluted again, and immediately got up to leave.

"You guys go back too," Lord Mo said calmly.

"The disciple retires"

The five men and women saluted respectfully and departed together.

After the six people left, on the platform, the vicissitudes of the ink lord's eyes closed again, covering all thoughts.

After staying away from the Message Peak, Qi Huan looked at the silver-clothed woman beside him and reminded, "Eighth Senior Sister, your cultivation speed has been too fast recently."

The silver-clothed woman stopped in her footsteps and said softly, "Thank you Fifth Senior Brother for reminding me, I will pay attention."

"Your strength attribute is the opposite of that of Senior Brother Jiu, you may want to ask him for help," Qi Huan suggested.

The silver-clothed woman was silent, and after a long time, she sighed lightly, "Now he is too weak to compete with the power of Taiyin in my body."

Qi Huan showed a hint of emotion on his face, and said, "I really didn't expect that when you entered the last, your cultivation speed was the fastest one."

"Perhaps, this is fate"

The silver-clothed woman answered, and then walked forward.