Chapter 767: It's Sword Mountain

There is no doubt that this is a sword mountain, or a sword mountain won by a bet! The feeling in Han Xiaoning's heart at that time was really ...... I can't describe it, I've been shocked by the awesomeness of this Divine Sword Sect, your ancestor likes to bet so much, isn't your disciple surprised?

This is claimed to be a million swords, how many of them can be made by themselves? It won't exceed one percent! The rest are all won by bets, and this ancestor of the Seven Star Sect has never cultivated well in his life!

"This ancestor, did you ascend later?" Han Xiaoning asked curiously. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The white-bearded old man's beard trembled, his face turned red, he was a little shy and excited no matter how he looked at it, and he was actually crying in his heart, you know that you will lose me if you talk like this? Can't you focus on the story itself? What a wonderful, winding story!

"No!" gritted his teeth and highlighted these two words, the white-bearded old man still wanted to distinguish two sentences for his ancestor, and then he heard Han Xiaoning's words.

"Oh, that's understandable, after all, most of the time is spent betting. Han Xiaoning sighed, the old beard ...... Phew, the white-bearded old man actually felt speechless, this girl was too violent, and he decided to be friends with her, wouldn't this decision really be too reckless?

"Hehe, that's what I said, if the ancestor had been cultivating wholeheartedly, he would definitely have been able to soar!" Thinking that other people's ancestors had soared, but their own ancestors had been stuck in their cultivation because of a bet, and they couldn't cross the threshold, it was really embarrassing!

"Perhaps. "What can Han Xiaoning say, this kind of thing that is completely impossible to verify, it is not a big deal for people to have a good fantasy to look forward to it.

"Then how did the disciples choose their own swords from here?" Han Xiaoning asked curiously.

"This, the disciple can go to the Sword Mountain to find it by himself, and whichever one he picks up, it will be counted. The white-bearded old man felt that this regulation was a little arbitrary, and he was embarrassed to say it.

"Are you saying that whoever sees it is anyone's?" Han Xiaoning asked.

"That's right, that's it. Whoever picks it up will be theirs!" said the white-bearded old man embarrassedly.

"What about people from other sects?" Han Xiaoning looked at the old man with a hopeful expression.

Old man: "...... your purpose is so obvious, I can see it, but how can he say this! Their ancestor is really a talent.

"Our ancestor said that the monks of the world are of the same root and origin, and if the disciples of other sects are in need, they can also go to the Sword Mountain to look for it, this is the Sword Mountain of the Seven Star Sect, and it is also the Sword Mountain of everyone. "The passion of the old man's time was surging. Han Xiaoning was blinded, is it really suitable for your ancestor to be so good?

The Lord of Wu Island was also stunned, he had never heard of this, this Sword Mountain could really be given to the disciples of other sects? This is too, right? Okay, although the ancestor of the Seven Star Sect seems to be a noble person, he always has the feeling that the other party may be a fool.

"Why do I think this is weird, this is really the original words left by your ancestor?" Han Xiaoning felt that she should not believe this honest-looking old man.

"This ...... My ancestor was a little arrogant! Of course, it was impossible for him to be so gentle. The white-bearded old man said helplessly.

"What are the original words?" Han Xiaoning felt very curious.

"The ancestor's original words are that these swords were won by Lao Tzu, and if you have the ability, you can win them back!" The white-bearded old man said helplessly, but Han Xiaoning smiled, she said, how can a person who likes to bet and win a sword mountain come back, how can he be a person who has the world in mind, how arrogant this person is, put all the swords he won here!

"In that case, how can you disappoint the old-timers, I'll give it a try!" Han Xiaoning thought about it, where can the Lingshan Sect let go of this Sword Mountain! This time when you go back to the sect, you must always bring some gifts! This Sword Mountain is not bad.

"If you dare to be interested, you can try it. There are countless swords on it, but not all swords can be pulled out, there is a formation on it, only when the spiritual power reaches a certain level, can a suitable sword be pulled,. The old man kindly reminded him that this girl was not easy at first glance, and he wanted to make a good marriage.

Han Xiaoning nodded, looked at her master, the master smiled at her slightly, as if it was a silent encouragement, Han Xiaoning understood that this meant that she wanted not to show mercy to her subordinates.

Han Xiaoning walked to the foot of the mountain, there were countless swords hidden here, some only had a hilt left, and some had even penetrated deep into the mountain, that is, many swords you can't see. Han Xiaoning grabbed one of them, and gently pulled it out, and saw a sword being pulled out.

The white-bearded old man nodded, he knew that this was a powerful one, look at it, he had already pulled out a handful before he started, and he didn't know what grade it was.

Han Xiaoning held the sword and looked at it carefully, and then the body of the nearby sword trembled, all the earth and stones on it shook off, and a dazzling light appeared from the sword. And at this time, the sword shook and hissed, as if it was very happy.

Han Xiaoning: "......" Do you feel happy because of relying on others?

Han Xiaoning threw the hissing long sword on the ground, and then naturally pulled out another one, this one was also very happy, and he couldn't wait to fly around Han Xiaoning several times, the meaning was obvious, begging to claim it, begging to take it in.

This made Han Xiaoning figure it out, that is to say, as long as he got these long swords out of this formation, they would actually be his own. Also, this long sword has been buried here for two or three thousand years, and it must be thinking that it will see the light of day again!

So, Han Xiaoning happily condensed the spiritual power in his hand, and then hit it with a fist! The white-bearded old man saw their sword mountain shake, as if he had been kicked and shook several times.

Impossible! It must be an illusion! How is this possible!

However, before the white-bearded old man could react, he saw that a large part of the swords on the sword mountain had run out, and all sorts, as if there were hundreds of thousands, were floating in the air. It's like a long river of swords!

What's the situation, it's too scary! The long river of swords! The black pressure is really too scary! Old ancestor, it's a big game now, what did you think back then! You actually let outsiders come to Sword Mountain to play!

And at this time, the master of the Tong Sect in the hall was also stunned, and then a cold sweat fell, Jianshan, it was Jianshan who had an accident! Why did Jianshan have an accident, who is this, so bold...... That's right, Lord Kure!