Jian Li was just about to attack, and the patriarch Jian Fenglei's face pulled down. "That's enough, sword, take on the appearance of an elder! ”

Jian Li's expression was like being stabbed. "Are you blaming me? ”

"Enough, don't talk about those things, you've insulted the sword enough to die. "At the mention of his son, Sword Wind Thunder is still sad.

Jian Li shut up.

The sword beckons to the day. "Come on, son, let's see your work. ”

Bai Tian took a deep breath, nodded, and was just about to step forward when the voice of the punishment elder sounded again. "We have more important things to do, and we don't have time to play with this wild child. ”

Jian Jisheng said in a deep voice: "This is his coming-of-age ceremony, the last chance, Ah Li, you have repeatedly challenged my endurance, and I also have a bottom line." ”

Everyone knows that there is one thing that the sword can't touch in addition to the soul sword, and that is the child of the day.

And wild children are even more taboo, and most of the bitterness and grievances from snacks during the day come from the name of wild children.

Patriarch Sword Wind Thunder stopped the conflict between the two elders from escalating and spoke. "Jian Xiaoqi, come up, due to special circumstances, your coming-of-age ceremony may not be grand, but we will still strictly enforce it. ”

The penal elders will still speak.

Bai Tian strode forward and raised his voice at the same time to interrupt Jian Li, "Patriarch, elders, this sword is my coming-of-age work. ”

With a bang, the absurd sword was pulled out, and the sound of leaving the sheath was pleasant.

In the process of drawing the sword, Bai Tian quickly glanced at everyone in the hall.

The sleepy old patriarch of Jian Lack, as his name suggests, is very tired every day, and even his grandson Jian Changqing has fallen into the problem of sleeping.

Father and sword calendar who are fighting for tat.

And the new patriarch Sword Wind Thunder who seems to be bothered by something.

Daylight has a fluke mentality in his heart, it's good, that's it, focus on your respective things, and don't notice the flaws of the Desolate Wind Sword.

Patriarch Sword Wind Thunder was a little absent-minded. "Take the sword, if I'm not mistaken, you're about to have a birthday, fifteen is the dividing line between boys and men, and the deadline for the rite of passage, the last chance to become a black hand. ”

"I know. "Daylight first presented the Arama Sword to the patriarch.

"The name of this sword!" asked Jian Fenglei.

"The name of the sword is ridiculous. Daylight replied.

Jian Fenglei took the sword, observed it carefully, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the sword to die. "It's a good sword, the physical level is infinitely close to the master level, and you have a good inheritance. ”

Bai Tian saw a hint of pride flashing on his father's face, and his clenched fists immediately relaxed.

Then the Wild True Sword passed into the hands of the Punishment Elder Jian Li, and the two looked at each other, and Bai Tian took the lead in lowering his head.

He didn't even look at the sword calendar, and with a wave of his sleeves, he pushed the sword in front of the old patriarch of Jian Yuan.

It was already difficult for Jian Yin to open his eyes, and he waved his hand with all his might.

In the end, the Arabic True Sword fell into the hands of the sword without any suspense.

Seeing the sword passed to his father, the stone in the bottom of the day's heart finally fell to the ground.

He succeeded!! even if his father found a flaw, there was no reason not to let him pass.

Bai Tian watched his father pick up the Arama Sword and observe it carefully, even more carefully than he had observed at the beginning.

The pig iron-like pupils were trapped in the flames, never flickering, staring for a long, long time, fingers grazing the blade inch by inch.

The heart of the day sank more and more as time passed.

Jian Li's sour words sounded. "The sword dies, even if he forges a good sword, you don't have to show it off like this, right? ”

For the first time, Bai Tian identified with Jian Li, yes, father, let me pass.

From his father's grim expression, Daylight could see that the flaws in the Arama Sword had been discovered.

However, he has luck in his heart, he will be fifteen years old the day after tomorrow, this is the last chance to pass the coming-of-age ceremony, his father will not not understand him, even if there is a little flaw, he will definitely let him pass.

However, the sword died without saying a word.

The other three have already acquiesced, and even Jian Li has passed, what are you waiting for, father?

Bai Tian was screaming in his heart, and even wanted to go up and snatch the sword down, and immediately run to tattoo the black hand emblem, so that he would become a real sword clan.

The father's next move caused Dayday's heart to fall into the abyss, and his hope was dashed.

The sword swung a few times, then raised the long sword horizontally, injected spiritual power into his fingertips, and gently flicked it at the flaw.

"Click!" the Arama Sword snapped in response.

The hope of the day was shattered.

"No!!" he shouted hysterically.

Jian Xiangsheng said expressionlessly: "A waste sword, you are fooling yourself." ”

Unable to accept this blow, he turned around and rushed out of the council chamber and fled.

I didn't even pay attention to Jian Yusheng who was waiting at the door of the council hall.

After escaping the council chamber during daylight.

Patriarch Jian Fenglei sighed: "Sword Death, you are too strict with him, that sword already has the shadow of a master-level blade, at a young age, his talent is even higher than yours." ”

Jian Jisheng shook his head, "Is it difficult to have a coming-of-age ceremony? Just a perfect work, even if it is a bi shou can do, whether it is iron sharpening, hundred refinements, or masters, if there is a flaw, it is a scrap iron, he is imprisoned by his own obsession, and even opportunistic, if he can figure it out, even if there is only one day left, he can make an ordinary and perfect sword." ”

Jian Fenglei said: "He just doesn't want to embarrass you and prove that he is your son who died by the sword." ”

"Let's keep talking, I'll discipline my own children. The sword touched the black character on his arm. "Besides, the black hand doesn't mean anything. ”

The sword put away the broken sword, and the fatigue on his face disappeared, restoring the meticulousness that he could only see when casting the sword.

His son gave him a big warning that he had to pay attention to the threat of the Blood Temple.

Maybe the Secret Way can stop an army, but not a group of hungry Blood Temple monks.

It's been a long time since a message has been sent from one of the most EI supply stations, and although there will be delays in the news from a long distance, this delay is too long, and a small flaw that goes unnoticed often affects the overall situation.

"We overlooked a problem. The face of the sword was so cold that it was about to freeze. Everyone realized that he was serious and waited quietly for him to speak.

Jian Death said: "The Death Wilderness is impassable, but we have done it through the secret path, and the traces left on the secret path all the year round can find us even if a fool can find us, not to mention that I am arrogant to set up many supply stations on the way, and the scouts sent out have not returned until now." The Death Wilderness and Zhenlong Mountain will delay for some time, but not too long, and the enemy can touch here, and they can bypass Zhenlong Mountain and invade from the forest sea. ”

The others gasped after hearing this, and the sleepy eyes of the old patriarch of the sword clan widened, and the life path of the sword clan turned into the road of death in the blink of an eye.

The sword took out his cigarette pouch, lit the fire, and took a hard breath to spit out his sorrow. "I hope that Zhenlong Mountain can bless us and let the enemy get lost in the vast forest, if it is really irretrievable, we must send the children out first. ”

The patriarch sword wind and thunder looked around, quite uneasy.

He was as worried as Jian Death, Zhenlong Mountain was impossible to cross, unless it was bypassed and sneaked in from the forest sea in the east, and those who were not familiar with the forest sea would be completely lost, hoping that the Blood God Temple army would be lost in the vast forest sea.

But everything has to be prepared for the worst.

"Jian Yusheng, come in. "Sword Wind and Thunder summoned his son, who had been guarding the door.

Jian Yusheng carried the Lan Che sword at his waist and walked into the conference hall. "Father, what's the matter?"

"Kid, we have an important task for you. ”