"The sixteenth junior sister is here. The senior brothers of Desireless Peak greeted Gu Xichen warmly.

"Hmm. Gu Xichen nodded, didn't stop, and went to find Xiao Wuyan.

"Yo, here comes the little pomegranate. Xiao Wuyan saw her coming, put down the villain book in his hand, and continued to lie on the bed and pretend to be sick.

"Senior brother gave it to you. Gu Xichen walked to the side of the bed and put the pastry and sugar gourd wrapped in oiled paper next to his pillow.

"Senior brother?" Xiao Wuyan picked up the paper bag and turned it upside down, opened it and picked up a piece and ate it, "I thought you gave it on purpose?"

"Hmph. Gu Xichen snorted coldly and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Xiao Wuyan raised his eyebrows and said to her: "Little pomegranate, look at it, isn't it all because of you that your second senior brother is like this, huh?

"Call me Gu Xichen. She said coldly with a serious face.

After saying this, Gu Xichen felt that there was no need to waste time with him, and turned around to leave.

"Hey, why are you leaving!" Xiao Wuyan stopped pretending to be sick and jumped out of bed to stop her.

"I have something to do. Gu Xichen wanted to bypass him, but he was still stopped by him.

Xiao Wuyan swallowed the osmanthus cake in his mouth, "Are you going to the sword altar tomorrow to ask for a magic weapon?"

“......”

"Don't worry, I will. ”

Gu Xichen raised his head and glared at him: "Who wants you to go?"

"Uh...... I just want to see what kind of weapon someone can summon, and if I am as good as I am. Let me tell you, senior brother, I had a sense with more than half of the sword pool, and that scene ......"

Gu Xichen snorted coldly, and condensed a small magic trick in his hand, "Noise." ”

Xiao Wuyan's eyes were quick, and he pressed her hand, "You have to go, I won't say it, come on tomorrow." After saying that, he made a smile and let her go.

After Gu Xichen went out, she passed by a lotus pond, she looked at the lotus flowers, and then looked at her hands.

No, she can't stand it anymore, she still has to wash her hands.

[The next day, on the sword altar]

Gu Xichen stood on a stone altar more than ten meters high, and in front of her was a square sword pool dozens of meters long.

The water in the sword pond is a little yellowish, and it is said that the water in this pond is not ordinary water, but water from the yellow spring underground.

Various magic weapons can be seen in the sword pool, including swords, knives, axes, axes, spears, halberds, etc. Although there are many weapons in this water, most of them have spirits, and if the qualifications of the comers are not enough, they will not have any induction, and they will still sink to the bottom of the water, and their value to the sect is no different from scrap iron. Of course, the people who can stand here are all inner disciples, the seedlings cultivated by the elders, and their strength has reached the point where they can take away a treasure when they stand on the sword altar.

A few white clouds slowly drifted over Gu Xichen's head. At this time, the weather is excellent, with clear skies and no wind.

Li Zhiwen and the other elders sat in the pavilion of the tall building opposite the sword altar, where the view was excellent, and from here they could look down on everything on the sword altar.

Several elders chatted with each other, predicting what treasures their own or other people's apprentices would get.

"Lao Li, this time I let Wuwu Feng pick up the cheap, and your apprentice will be the first to pick it up. The elder of Wuwei Peak looked at Li Zhiwen.

Li Zhiwen shook the folding fan and replied with a smile: "I have a total of two baby apprentices, how many treasures can I take away from my ancestors?"

The only female elder in the pavilion spoke: "I don't know what I can take, but it's definitely the best, right?" Gu Xichen's strength, a few of us elders have already heard of it, just today let a few of us open our eyes, to what extent has the senior brother in charge cultivated his apprentice." ”

"Then let's take a look, if my apprentice doesn't behave well, please don't laugh at the elders, I, as a master, really haven't done anything for my apprentice. ”

Other Elders: You know that......

Gu Xichen's hands were sealed, and a stream of spiritual power was withdrawn from her body and rushed into the sword pool.

Suddenly, dozens of columns of water rushed out from the bottom of the sword pool. After the water column disappeared, many magic weapons floated from the bottom of the water at the same time and floated into the air, which was a spectacular scene.

Countless disciples under the sword altar looked up, or discussed this strange sight with their companions.

The elders exclaimed, "Your apprentice has turned the entire sword pool over!"

Li Zhiwen drank the tea slowly and methodically, disappreciating: "Calm and calm, didn't I also be such a blockbuster back then, senior brother? Besides, didn't Xiao Wuyan, this kid, stir up half of the sword pool a few years ago." ”

"You back then, don't you can evoke the Streamer now?"

"What!" Li Zhiwen was not calm at this time, and stood beside the railing like the other elders and looked at Gu Xichen.

"This is the sword of Qide Gaozu, the founder of Changyang Sect, how can she give ......?"

There is a rule in the Changyang Sect, that is, after the death of a person in the sect, his weapon is thrown into the sword pool for the use of future generations.

Meng Qide, the founder of the sect, once said that when a person dies, he is dead, and don't waste good things in vain.

At that time, the Changyang Sect was very poor, and there were very few top-level magic weapons, so it made a rule. However, half of the magic weapons have their own spirits, and they don't want to leave their masters, and they want to stay at the bottom of the lake all year round when their masters return here.

The streamer is such a magic weapon. For a while, a certain head once issued a decree that whoever can pick up the streamer sword will be the next leader. However, when the head immortal died, no one could fish the streamer sword out of the bottom of the lake.

"It's okay, she called it out, but how could she pick it up with a little doll. ”