Three days passed in a flash, and the triennial mountaineering ceremony of the Sword Pavilion was about to be held, which was a fortunate event for countless sword cultivators up and down the entire Sword Pavilion.

There is a sword mountain in the Sword Pavilion, and on this sword mountain, there is a sword collection left by the ancestors of the Sword Pavilion for tens of thousands of years.

For tens of thousands of years, many returning sword immortals in the Sword Pavilion will leave their swords on this sword mountain, which can be regarded as the inheritance left by the ancestors of the Sword Pavilion to the younger generations, plus there is a large array laid by the ancestors of the Sword Pavilion in the Sword Mountain, and many sword weapons will be bred every hundred years, so the mountaineering ceremony once every three years is not only the inheritance of the sword, but also an opportunity for newcomers to choose the sword.

The Sword Pavilion accepts disciples once every three years, and new disciples will have a chance to climb the mountain, which is also the opportunity for many monks to dream of ascending to the sky.

The new disciples who entered the Sword Pavilion are now waiting for the opening of the ceremony under the Sword Mountain.

The new disciples of the Sword Pavilion will be practicing at the Sword Peak for three years, waiting for the triennial mountaineering ceremony, only after going through the triennial mountaineering ceremony, can they really be regarded as the outer disciples of the Sword Pavilion, these new disciples have been waiting for this opportunity for three years.

Today, under the Sword Pavilion Asking Sword Peak, a Sword Immortal Elder from the Jade Bamboo Peak of the Sword Pavilion was here to teach these new Sword Pavilion disciples.

This Nanshan Sword Immortal has a dusty breath and an unfathomable cultivation.

Looking at these children with longing eyes in front of him, Nanshan seemed to see himself back then.

He said softly: "After three years of cultivation, the Sword Pavilion didn't tell you how to become a sword cultivator, but today is the time to see if you can become a sword cultivator, climb that sword mountain, pull out your own sword, then you have the qualifications to become a sword cultivator." ”

Nanshan's gaze swept over these children with excited expressions, and said with a smile: "Of course, if you can't become a sword cultivator, you don't need to be discouraged, after all, not everyone in the Sword Pavilion is a sword cultivator, and there are also many earth immortals in those Cloud Pavilions in the sky, you just need to feel it with your heart and do your best." ”

Under the sword peak, these newcomers are all clenched fists and full of confidence.

Living in Jiannan Prefecture, being able to worship the Sword Pavilion is an incomparably honorable thing for many people, and naturally everyone aspires to become a true sword cultivator.

Above the Heavenly Palace, Qing Rufeng, the contemporary pavilion master of the Sword Pavilion, appeared in front of the Sword Mountain, and several Sword Immortals appeared beside him, among which several elders of the Sword Pavilion Peaks also appeared, and these elders more or less had plans to accept disciples, so they naturally wanted to come here to take a look.

Qing Rufeng's faint voice resounded in all directions, "This Sword Pavilion Mountaineering Ceremony has officially begun!"

There are not too many words, very simple and straightforward, but as soon as the words fell, the sky suddenly darkened, and the clouds were covered with rolling clouds, and then the sound of shaking people's hearts rang out, and a huge cloud platform appeared on the sword mountain, and eighteen cloud seats stood proudly in the sky, and the green was like the wind to take the lead.

The seventeen sword immortals beside him also sat down one by one.

Qing Rufeng, who was sitting in the center of the cloud seat, raised his hand and waved, and the prohibition outside the Sword Mountain was immediately opened, and the majestic Sword Mountain also appeared in the eyes of the countless disciples of the Sword Pavilion.

Rumble!

The rolling sword qi soared into the sky, the sword qi on the sword mountain was too strong, even Qing Rufeng, the contemporary sword pavilion master, did not know how many swords there were on this sword mountain, under the accumulation of many years, the sword qi on this sword mountain was naturally extremely powerful.

But fortunately, with a large array of guards, those sword qi can't overflow and run around, but just by looking at it, you can feel the palpitating power.

"Wait, climb!"

As the words of Qing Rufeng sounded, a cloud giant appeared between heaven and earth, the giant roared in the sky, and stood in front of the sword mountain with great strides, his huge arms suddenly raised, as if tearing the heavens and the earth, and tore towards this sword mountain.

Under this tear, the heavens and the earth roared, but a huge crack appeared in front of the sword mountain, like a picture scroll being torn apart, and an ordinary mountain road appeared in front of everyone.

The clouds and mist dispersed, and there was an indescribable coercion and sword aura coming out of that crack, like a violent wind sweeping, lifting the long hair of countless people, and even making some Sword Pavilion disciples look condensed, and subconsciously took a few steps back, as if there was not a mountain road in that crack, it was an extremely terrifying beast.

The new disciples have only been practicing for three years, and many of them have just embarked on the path of cultivation, and three years is both long and short, and of course, for many people who have already embarked on the path of cultivation, three years is enough for them to climb several towers.

Many of the disciples who worshiped the Sword Pavilion had the foundation of the Immortal Family behind them, and these disciples were far stronger than some ordinary disciples, and now that they saw the Sword Mountain open, they naturally couldn't wait to rush out.

One by one, figures suddenly rose, turning into streamers and heading straight for the mountain road.

With one step in, these people all felt the majestic sword qi around them crushing towards them, and felt the terrifying sword qi power, and many of them turned pale.

Following the crowd, Su Ming also stepped into the mountain road, and as Su Ming stepped into it, the sky and many Sword Pavilion outer disciples and true disciples all looked over.

"This is the person?"

"Yes, after all, there is no such young Four Realms martial artist in the Sword Pavilion. ”

"I heard that when he killed Han Wei's Sword Immortal disciple, this person had already shown the identity of a sword cultivator, and I don't know what kind of sword he would find this time when he climbed the mountain. ”

"In the Sword Mountain, there are thousands of sword weapons, and there are also strengths and weaknesses, but the one that suits you is the best. ”

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Above the sea of clouds, several sword immortals sitting above also looked at Su Ming with burning eyes, being able to become a sword immortal, they more or less knew some insiders, and naturally understood what Su Ming represented when he climbed the mountain this time.

"Interesting, such a strong foundation, it is worthy of the martial arts foundation polished by the old man of the Liu family. ”

"Han Wei's second disciple is a sword cultivator of the Eight-Story Building, who prepared so many means, and finally died in the hands of this young man, don't underestimate this young man. ”

"Martial arts and qi cultivation are really big ambitions, but since I have taken on the black nightmare of the ancestor, I am very curious about which sword will be picked up on this sword mountain. ”

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Unlike those new disciples, Su Ming is a martial artist of the Four Realms, and it has been more than three years since he came out of Fearless City, and he has also changed from the fifteen-year-old boy he was now to the young man he is now.

Before leaving Fearless City, the uncle had a conversation with him, and the uncle told him that when he walked up the sword mountain of the Sword Pavilion one day, he must go to the top of the peak to take a look, and there might be a sword there that would suit him well.

He never doubted his uncle's arrangement, so he never told anyone that he was going to climb to the top of Sword Mountain.

There are no trees in the Sword Mountain, and the stones between the rock walls are filled with forest sword aura, except for wild grasses, it is difficult for plants to survive here, and there is not only sword qi echoing around here, but also a faint sword intent lingering.

For those disciples who have been in the beginner for three years, the person with the highest cultivation is only a five-story building, so for most people, walking in the sword mountain is not an easy thing, not only to resist the sword qi, but also to capture the fluttering faint sword intent, because each sword intent represents a inheritance.

It's just that for Su Ming, there is no difficulty here, his physique is very strong, and his fist intent is not bad, those sword qi naturally can't get close to him, plus he is not interested in these inheritances, he just wants to go to the top of the mountain to have a look, so his speed is very fast.

He walked among the three peaks, walking on the ground, and soon surpassed all his disciples, walking alone and walking at the forefront.

Thanks to the fact that he has walked through the world for three years and walked through too many mountains and forests, the difficulties on the Sword Mountain are nothing to him, even those seemingly steep cliffs, he can easily walk up.

Soon he was in the middle of the Sword Mountain, which was already shrouded in mist.

It is not surprising that Su Ming was able to come here, but it was a little surprising that many people were able to come here so quickly.

Qi Ming sat on the cloud seat, looked at Su Ming below with interest, and chuckled: "Senior brother, is this kid ready to reach the top?"

Qing Rufeng said: "Thinking about it, it should be like this, he seems to have his own goals. ”

"How many swords are there on the top of Sword Mountain now?"

Qi Ming suddenly turned his head and asked curiously, after all, after so many years, he didn't know that there were still those swords left on this sword mountain.

Qing Rufeng thought for a while and said: "There are still three swords left, all of which are first-class sword weapons, as long as they are carefully cultivated, even if they are Xinghai Sword Immortals, they are worthy of it." ”

Qi Ming nodded and said, "It seems that this kid has taken a fancy to those three swords." ”

Qing Rufeng shook his head and said: "It's not so easy, it's not that you can take that sword away if you can go to the top of the mountain, they won't go with you without their recognition." ”

Qi Ming said: "That's right, but I think the children who can make Liu Chen treat him like this will not be recognized by them." ”

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After walking into the clouds, Su Ming could feel that the sword qi and sword intent here were a little stronger, and the surrounding area was white, and the sword intent of Sen Ran swept around, such a sword intent was not something that ordinary people could bear.

However, these sword intents and sword qi had no effect on Su Ming, and the fist intent around him was withdrawn into his body, and the sword intent of the Ten Thousand Dragons Shenyuan Sword spread out little by little.

Sensing the sword intent on Dao Su Ming's body, the sword intent around him seemed to bypass him and did not approach, as for those sword qi, they were all devoured by the sword in his body.

However, fortunately, the speed of devouring was not fast, and it was exactly the same as the time when the sword qi passed, so Su Ming's progress seemed unimpeded.

Su Ming looked at the white expanse, he looked up in the direction guided by the sword qi, although he couldn't see it, he could feel the aura of slaughter.

Su Ming quickened his pace, all the way up, for hundreds of years, Su Ming may be the fastest disciple in mountaineering, and the clouds and mist in the sky did not stop Su Ming's pace.

Soon, Su Ming passed through the clouds.

Walking out of this white vast cloud, there is no fog here, and the heaven and earth seem to be extraordinarily bright.

Those who were paying attention to Su Ming couldn't help but have a common sigh in their hearts.

It's fast!

The footsteps fell, Su Ming looked around, here he could clearly see the sea of clouds under his feet, although he couldn't see through the clouds, but he knew that the swords left here were not ordinary.

Because the sword intent and sword qi here are also extraordinary.

I didn't see the sword weapon, but the air around me was full of sword intent, and between the illusory and ethereal, there was even more sword qi floating dust.

Su Ming stepped on this mountain rock, feeling the sword intent transmitted from his feet, and he frowned slightly.

There is no sword here that the uncle said.

Su Ming walked to the center of the mountaintop, looked at the surrounding heaven and earth, and said softly: "I'm here to find a sword, a red sword." ”

There was no response around, only sword qi whirring and stirring.

"Have you seen one?"

Su Ming thought for a moment and said, "It should be the strongest sword among you!"

The young man echoed with an inquiring voice at the top of the mountain.

There was a breeze blowing, and there was a faint sword aura floating around.

Immediately, when the eyes of those people outside the Sword Mountain fell, a faint light flashed above the Sword Mountain, blocking everyone's gaze.

Qing Rufeng's eyes froze, and he found that even his sword eyes could not see through this curtain of light.

Qi Ming also found that he couldn't see through the light curtain, turned his head, and before he could speak, he saw Qing Rufeng shaking his head gently.

With a shock in his heart, he understood that there were not many people in the Sword Pavilion who could isolate the prying eyes of the senior brother.

"Senior brother, it's ......"

Qing Rufeng said: "Needless to say, if it is really his old man, then it will naturally have his old man's considerations." ”

The sword immortals above the sky also seemed to have thought of something, and their eyes were full of awe when they looked at that light curtain.

Su Ming, who was on the top of the mountain, naturally didn't know about the changes outside, but he saw three figures appearing in front of him with a long sword.

A man in white came with a sword, a boy in black sat cross-legged on the sword, and a woman walked with a sword.

The three figures all appeared in front of Su Ming's eyes with long swords.

The divine sword has a spirit, and there are thousands of sword weapons in the world, but there are not many sword weapons that can give birth to a sword spirit, and the appearance of the sword spirit requires too many chances, and many holy soldiers have never had a sword spirit.

Of course, it doesn't mean that a sword with a sword spirit is more powerful than a sword without a sword spirit.

Looking at the three long swords, Su Ming was sure that this was not the sword he was looking for, he shook his head and said, "Is there really not a red sword here?"

The man in white stepped on the long sword and looked down on Su Ming condescendingly, although Su Ming's sword path was in line with him, but he didn't like this young man.

He glanced at the boy in black and the woman in the blue dress beside him, shook his head, the sword sounded, and he chose to withdraw.

The black-clothed boy also looked at Su Ming, as if he was mocking, and a sword aura roared out, turning into a long river and pressing down on Su Ming.

Standing in front of this long river of sword qi, Su Ming was motionless, how majestic the long river of sword qi, the strength was no less than that of the sword immortal, if he collided, he would be directly killed by the sword qi.

It's just that before this long river of sword qi fell, a white-haired old man appeared in the middle of this long river and Su Ming, with his back to Su Ming, standing with his hands in his hands, he just looked at the boy in black so indifferently.

That long river of sword qi directly shattered and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Looking at the white-haired old man, the boy in black trembled, and his sword body roared softly, as if he was pleading.

The white-haired old man didn't speak, but a hint of majesty flashed in his eyes.

Click!

A crisp voice sounded, and the boy in black let out a painful wail, and a crack appeared in the long sword under him.

This ancient sword caused a lot of damage in the sea.

The boy in black fell to his knees, his forehead pressed against the ground, trembling all over.

The man in white and the woman in the blue dress on the side also knelt on the ground in great fear, and all the previous pride dissipated.

Only then did the white-haired old man say lightly: "You are the sword of the Sword Pavilion, you must understand this, so that you can do it yourself." ”

The three swords were like an amnesty, and after the figures merged into the sword body, they disappeared in place in an instant.

Su Ming looked at the white-haired old man calmly, although he didn't know the identity of the old man, but he could easily suppress the three sword spirits comparable to sword immortals, the old man was obviously not an ordinary person.

Without waiting for Su Ming to ask, the white-haired old man smiled and said, "Kid, what kind of sword are you here looking for?"

Su Ming looked at the old man respectfully and said, "Uncle asked me to come here to find a red sword, and he said that the sword is suitable for me." ”

The white-haired old man smiled and asked, "Do you know what kind of sword it is?"

Su Ming shook his head, he didn't know what kind of sword the uncle wanted him to find, but he believed that the choice that the uncle gave him must be the best.

"Since Liu Chen didn't tell you, then I won't say much, I just hope that in the future you will be able to shoulder the heavy responsibility brought to you by this sword. ”

Su Ming was just about to ask, but he seemed to feel something in the dark, and his eyes looked to the side blankly.

The old man looked at Su Ming deeply and muttered softly, "Liu Chen, I hope your choice is right." ”

The white-haired old man didn't explain to Su Ming, but looked to the side and said softly, "Since you agreed, let's come and see this child." ”

On the top of the mountain, a bright red came into view, and a bewitching woman slowly walked out of the clouds, and a red long skirt was particularly eye-catching.

There was a faint smile on that peerless face, and the tall woman dragged the red dress in front of Su Ming, looked at Su Ming mildly and smiled: "From now on, you will be my master." ”

Su Ming looked at the white-haired old man with a blank gaze, and muttered softly, "But Uncle asked me to find a red sword!"

The woman in the red dress smiled like a flower, and said gently: "I am!"

"In the future, please take care of Xiao Su's life!"

A slender finger as white as jade poked out and lightly touched Su Ming's eyebrows.

Before the cold touch dissipated, Su Ming fell asleep.

A blood-red long sword appeared on Su Ming's waist, the sword body was slender and slender, and the black hilt was simple and unpretentious.

The old man looked at the long sword on Su Ming's waist, looked at the woman in the red dress and said softly: "Take good care of him, I hope you will think more about this child when you use the sword in the future." ”

The woman in the red dress hugged Su Ming, her eyes were gentle, she ignored the old man, and whispered softly in Su Ming's ear.

It seems to be telling the past.

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