Ask the sword pool, the clouds and mist are filled, put the long sword in the fog, do not show your true face, only those who are destined can get the favor of the sword. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

These men had been sitting there for a long time, for an hour.

At this time, dozens of rays of light flashed, and most of those monks disappeared, leaving only twenty, and a total of twenty-one people with white dye.

Bai Ran glanced at the question of the sword pool and found that the red-haired Hou Qing was also inside, so he sat next to him and patted his shoulder casually.

"What's the matter?" Hou Qing, who had a hot temper, opened his eyes, wisps of fire overflowed, and found that the person who came was white, so he slightly restrained his anger.

"Where did those dozens of people go?" Bai Ran has just arrived, and he doesn't quite understand the rules of asking the sword pool, and he seems to understand that he is choosing a sword as his own weapon, but his broken sword is quite easy to use, and there are also wind runes in it, with the cold wind butterfly and the Gangfeng sword technique, but they are superimposed on each other, doubling Bai Ran's comprehensive combat effectiveness, so he has no need for this.

"They sat for an hour without a sword, so naturally they were passed out, and I also sat for more than fifty minutes, ready to be passed out." Hou Qing was a little irritable, it was right that he had a giant sword, but he wanted to be recognized by the sword of Wenjian Chi, so he persevered.

Bai Ran looked thoughtful, and then found a corner where no one was, sat cross-legged alone, and closed his eyes to meditate.

Over there, Hou Qing still had his eyes closed at first, and sometimes he used his divine sense to peek at Bai Zhan, but as time passed, he peeked at Bai Dye more often.

"I said, Brother Bai Ran, don't you let out your sword intent to attract a sword?" Hou Qing opened his eyes, and finally couldn't bear it, his eyes approached Bai Ran, revealing his true purpose, it turned out that he had been waiting for Bai Ran to come, wanting to see what sword Bai Ran would attract, so as to write down the information of his competitors.

"Brother Hou is too worried, it is enough for me to have a broken sword, and I don't need an extra sword to come out." Bai Ran smiled slightly, didn't open his eyes, just closed his eyes and replied, it looked like Bai Ran was injured in the sword bridge, although it was the same maintenance.

When Hou Qing heard this, he almost couldn't control his temper, and wanted to swing the giant sword and smash it, but thinking that the door masters might be watching, he snorted coldly, no longer resisted the power of teleportation, and left directly in anger.

Seeing this, the people present all looked at Bai Ran with strange eyes, but as soon as they remembered that Bai Ran was the first place on the road to heaven, they were all excited, put away their eyes, and concentrated on comprehending the sword intent.

After that, Bai Ran didn't move, and when one person after another passed away, only Bai Ran was left sitting alone in the sword pool.

At this time, there was still a minute before Bai Dye was passed away.

Bai Ran opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said secretly: "I want to know what sword I choose, no way." ”

Originally, Bai Ran didn't want to choose a sword, but when he thought of having an extra sword for self-defense, it was also good, after all, there were already many gaps in the broken sword, and if you wanted to fill it, you had to find ores, and you had to reforge them, and those runes also had to be repaired, which was extremely troublesome, which was equivalent to recasting a sword.

Although the broken sword matches the exercises, it is only in the territory of Zhuji, and it is dwarfed when it is used in the Jiedan realm.

Brush!

The faint white mist of the white-stained eyes dispersed, revealing clear pupils, and the sword intent suddenly soared, and the wind rose strongly, with a wave of destruction, descending into the sword pool.

Boom!

The sound of the sword rang out, one after another, and all of them were blown, and they were extraordinary, and the sword intent of the Dao Dao sword itself rushed into the sky.

Those invisible sword qi, there were more than two hundred paths, directly pierced into Bai Ran's body, intertwined, and seemed to destroy Bai Ran.

There was a boom and a loud roar, a long sword sound roared, the dantian in the body trembled, the pedestal glowed, and the wisps of destruction sword qi swept through the sword qi in the body like lightning, splitting in all directions, and calming the chaos with one sword.

Oh, all the sword fog dissipated, revealing their peerless sword bodies, each one was so cold and bone-chilling, and the sword intent was overwhelming.

Originally, these swords would fly into the hands of the talents on their own after selecting them.

However, Bai Ran glanced away and was stunned.

All of these swords did not move, and they looked like they were being picked up.

Obviously, these swords all took a fancy to Bai Zhan, so they didn't move the sword, but let Bai Zhan pick it himself.

Bai Ran didn't expect the destruction sword intent to be so popular, but when he thought about the swords in the world, they were basically murderous weapons, born for killing, and the destruction sword intent was naturally applicable to this group of swords.

However, Bai Ran didn't intend to pick and choose, but burst out his own destruction sword intent, forcing layers of qi waves out of his body, wave after wave, the breath of destruction hit the whole audience, every sword was buzzing, Bai Ran's eyes flashed, and he suddenly froze on a gray long sword on the left.

It was also at this time, the time was almost at the end, and there was still a second to go, Bai Ran's already tense muscles suddenly exerted force, and a dodge grabbed the hilt of the sword, and then the power of teleportation surged, wrapping the sword body, and Bai Ran happened to put the gray sword into the storage bag during the teleportation.

In this power of teleportation, Bai Dye passed through the darkness, and then saw a glimmer of light, which brightened in an instant, and saw a part of the scenery of the first mountain.

The green meadows, the colorful butterflies flying, the ancient pines are vigorous, and the small pavilion stands quietly.

Five people sit on the ground on the pavilion, and there is a tea cup fruit plate and a sake copper bottle on the table.

And above the pavilion, there are four huge white clouds, but unfortunately Bai Ran can't see the content of the other side of the white clouds, otherwise he will definitely look shocked, because among the four white clouds, the water surface picture of one of them is impressively frozen at the moment when Bai Ran grabbed the hilt of the gray sword.

As for the other three clouds, two of them are frozen at the moment when they grasp the hilt of the sword, and only Hou Qing is empty.

These white clouds were all in front of the four white dyeers, so the four white dyes couldn't see it, but after the white clouds were scattered by the old monk in the middle, they called the four people over.

"Your qualifications are good, but don't be proud and forget your roots, and always practice diligently." The sect master, who was embroidered with a Sanqing small sword robe in the middle, spoke lightly, making everyone's hearts feel like a spring breeze.

"Yes!"

"Okay, you come with me during the day, Yuanfu will go with Master Konglan, Hou Qing will follow the four masters, and Bai Ran will follow Jian Changfeng."

"Sect Master, what about me, I don't have a disciple." The third child complained bitterly, and the fat old face trembled, and he tried his best to disagree.

"Third child, you can pick an extra tenth among the other disciples." The sect master said lightly, and then with a roll of robes, he disappeared into the air with the people and the day.

The old woman next to her was a little excited, and then she walked with her sword, took Yuanfu, and disappeared in a flash.

"Old Five." The third child looked at the old man with sword eyebrows.

I saw that the old man of Jianmei glanced at the third child, and then stepped out, the wind was wild, and the person was taken away, and there was no figure in the blink of an eye, only the grass and trees after the wind shook away, and then slowly returned to their positions under the power of a formation, and automatically restored.

Seeing this, the master of the Third Sword Peak Gate shook the fat on his face, and his small eyes were unconvinced, but he couldn't help it, so he changed his mood in the next moment and moved down the mountain.

(To be continued.) )