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Xiao Yang can completely feel the weakness of the current Sword Venerable lineage, and the medium strength is easy to cultivate, but the top strength is extremely difficult to appear, and it is impossible to let the Sword Venerable lineage reappear as an 'immortal' powerhouse in a mere hundred years of reconstruction time.

It's no wonder that Brother Jin Wen was so excited when he heard that he could cure cold poison.

I'm afraid that many people in the Sword Venerable lineage still pin a lot of hopes on the three frozen thrones.

After all, before the ice was frozen, the strength of those three supreme thrones was extremely close to that of the Sword Immortal!

"Uncle Xiao, you must pass the assessment of the throne!" Jin Youwan interrupted Xiao Yang's thinking with a loud voice.

"Throne assessment?" Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment and said, "There are several types of assessment for the initiation ceremony?" ”

"That's right, they are the inner disciples, the elite disciples, the core heirs, and the dignity assessment!" Jin Youwan said with a few treasures, "Different assessments have different levels of difficulty, and they are superimposed accordingly. And if you pass the more difficult assessment, you can get even more benefits. For example, after passing the core heir assessment, you can enter the Sword Pavilion and choose a profound sword technique at will. Of course, some unpassed swords are not included. However, the sword venerable lineage has been inherited for thousands of years, and even if it is hit hard, the sword technique on our sword pavilion is enough to make countless people yearn for it. ”

"If you pass the throne assessment, you will have a chance to enter the sword shrine to collect the sword." Jin Youwan spoke.

Xiao Yang's eyes lit up, "Sword Shrine? ”

What he lacks most now is a suitable sword. Although the power of the 'Ling Tian' sword that Lan Zhenhuan gave him was good, it was definitely not the sword that Xiao Yang longed for in his heart.

"The Sword Shrine is the most complete preservation of the predecessors when the Sword Sect was destroyed in the First World War." Jin Youwan said, "As long as there are Sword Shrines and Sword Pavilions, there is still hope for revival in the Sword Zun lineage." Jin Youwan paused and said, "Only by passing the assessment of the throne can you have a chance to enter the Sword Shrine, and besides, entering will not necessarily be rewarding." It is very likely that he will return empty-handed, and of course, there may also be a great fate. ”

Jin Youwan looked at Xiao Yang with glowing eyes, "Uncle Xiao, I'm sure you can do it." ”

"That's right, the young disciples of the Sword Sect want to have a good sword, in addition to the gift of the master, like Tu Yuhua, the greatest hope is to enter the sword shrine once." Xiao Qing's eyes lit up and he waved his hand, "Come on, Uncle Xiao." ”

Xiao Yang smiled slightly, and his eyes swept with confidence.

The majestic main hall, compared with the surrounding wooden houses, shows the pride of the Sword Venerable. Even if you fall into the abyss, you have to let the main hall not lose its glory.

At this time, the surroundings of the main hall were already surrounded by the children of the two branches, and they were talking softly, on the stairs in front of the main hall, sixteen or seventeen thrones stood on one side, and the right branch present was headed by the Jinwen Throne, and the left branch was naturally the Holy Fire Throne. When Xiao Yang arrived, countless eyes fell on him.

Jin Youwan and Xiaoqing were already on their side.

Xiao Yang's expression was calm and indifferent, he stepped forward, walked to the front of the stairs, and bowed slightly upward, "Junior Xiao Yang, I have seen the throne." ”

"He is Xiao Yang."

"It looks delicate, is it really that powerful?"

"You haven't seen the move that he shattered the Black Dragon Sword to shake the heavens and the earth, that kind of power is as terrifying as the reincarnation of the demon god."

"Xiao Yang." Jin Wenzun's expression was serious, and he waved his hand solemnly, "The initiation ceremony has officially started now, please enter the hall to meet the Seven Immortals of the First Ancestor." ”

"One Ancestor and Seven Immortals?"

Xiao Yang's mind turned, and he suddenly understood.

The first ancestor should be the ancestor of the dragon protection family, the first person to get the golden sword inheritance back then.

The Seven Immortals must be the predecessors whose strength has reached the realm of Sword Immortals over the years.

The dragon protection family has been inherited for thousands of years, and only seven sword immortals have been produced, which also shows how difficult the realm of sword immortals is to reach.

Xiao Yang looked respectful, and followed Jin Wenzun into the main hall, in front of the main hall, a giant ding, in front of the giant ding, a portrait of a white-haired old man hung high.

Xiao Yang raised his eyes to look over, and instantly felt a mysterious halo penetrate through, and the old man's eyes seemed to be able to pass through countless years and see himself through.

"Don't look." Jin Wen Zun drank lightly on the side, and said in a deep voice, "That is the portrait of the ancestor of the Sword Sect, containing extremely high sword intent, and the state of mind has not reached the level of transformation and change, and if you look at it more, you may vomit blood and die." ”

Xiao Yang's eyes suddenly moved, and he was afraid for a while, at the same time, it was more about worship, a portrait that has been passed down for countless years is still so powerful, it can be imagined how terrifying the ancestor of the former dragon protection family is.

Next to the portrait of the ancestor, there are portraits of the seven immortals.

Xiao Yang's eyes swept over one by one, his eyes full of respect. However, when Xiao Yang saw the seventh painting, he couldn't help but be stunned, and looked at the Jin Wen Throne in a blink of an eye, "This ......"

The seventh painting is covered by a black cloth.

Jin Wenzun's gaze swept over, his eyes showed a burst of fanaticism, and said, "This seventh painting is the portrait left by the most beautiful figure in the Sword Venerable lineage, Taibai Sword Immortal!" The supreme sword intent contained in it is even more amazing than the portrait of the ancestor! Even, if you don't deliberately look at it with your eyes, your eyes will sweep inadvertently, and people will not be able to withstand the sword intent like a sharp edge. ”

Jin Wen Throne exhaled deeply, "It is precisely because it is so sharp, in the Sword Sect, the Throne with the lowest strength cannot withstand the sword intent that is invisibly pressing, so ...... It can only be covered with a black cloth. ”

Marvel!

Hot!

Proud!

Xiao Yang's eyes widened, and he suddenly became excited.

Awesome, awesome!

This is the majesty of the master of his own Qinglian lineage, the Taibai Sword Immortal. Even though he has been immortal for countless years, he has left behind a painting, but people don't even have the ability to face it, so they can only use black cloth to cover its edge.

This is the Taibai Sword Immortal!

Xiao Yang's gaze was fanatical, looking at the Jin Wen Throne, "Brother Jin! ”

Jin Wenzun's eyes were surprised, "Brother Xiao, are you thinking about ......?"

"I want to take a look." Xiao Yang exhaled deeply, extremely firm, "He is my master." ”

Only then did Jin Wen Zun remember, that's right, Xiao Yang was the second person in history to cultivate the Qinglian Sword Song.

"But ......" Jin Wen Zun hesitated, frowned and said, "The portrait sword intent left by the Taibai Sword Immortal is too strong, and in terms of sharpness, it is far above the ancestor. You have already seen the portrait of the ancestor just now, and you know that the Tao is powerful, if you rashly look at the portrait of the Taibai Sword Immortal, I'm afraid you will ......."

Xiao Yang's mind came up with the feeling of palpitations when he had just looked at the portrait of the ancestor, if it weren't for the timely reminder from the Jin Wen Throne, he would have been hurt and vomited blood.

"I'll just take a look."

Xiao Yang didn't mean to give up, his eyes became more firm, and he said in a loud voice, "Brother Jin, I am the descendant of Qinglian Sword Song, if I don't even look at the portrait of Taibai Sword Immortal at the worship ceremony of the initiation ceremony, I am ashamed of Taibai Sword Immortal!" is even more shameless to inherit his peerless martial arts. ”

Xiao Yang's eyes were fixed on the throne of Jin Wen, extremely firm, and he had no intention of backing down.

Jin Wen Zunza hesitated for a moment, "Okay, but you have to remember that you can only look at it." Jin Wen Zunzuo solemnly reminded and said in a deep voice, "I won't tell you, I have transformed into the realm of seventy-nine changes, and if I look at this portrait of Taibai Sword Immortal one more time, my mood will be hit hard." You have to be careful. ”

Xiao Yang nodded immediately, his eyes looking at the direction of the black cloth package with great enthusiasm.

If you want to find a person that Xiao Yang admires the most in this world, it must be Taibai Sword Immortal.

Xiao Yang's excitement at this moment is indescribable.

Jin Wenzun's expression was extremely solemn, and he pulled the black cloth with one hand and pulled it suddenly.

Wow!

A fierce sword intent instantly spread throughout the main hall.

In an instant, the thrones, including those outside the main hall, felt it, and their faces changed at the same time.

"I actually opened the portrait of Taibai Sword Immortal."

"Humph! Is that Xiao Yang tired of being alive? The Black and White Venerable Throne suddenly sneered, "If you can't look at the portrait of Taibai Sword Immortal in the realm of transformation, I'm afraid that you will be directly destroyed by the sword intent and become an idiot." ”

Sou!

The moment Jin Wen Zun opened the portrait, his figure also flew a few meters away, the sword intent of the portrait was too strong, incredibly powerful, Jin Wen Zun did not have the courage to stand beside the portrait. Therefore, he could only remind and tell Xiao Yang a few times just now that he must not take a second look, because he couldn't cover the portrait with the black cloth again as soon as possible.

"Don't look too much."

Xiao Yang's eyes kept staring at the direction of the portrait, and the moment the portrait was opened, the sword intent like a flood of rivers and seas poured directly into Xiao Yang's mind.

The bright and sharp sword was accompanied by a portrait, forming an image in Xiao Yang's mind.

Flowing green clothes, showing in the wind.

Holding a peerless sword in one hand and a gourd wine in the other.

The face is like a crown of jade, the god is like a fairy king, extraordinary, and heroic.

A legendary sword fairy with an uninhibited personality.

Stepping on the green lotus, like ascending to heaven on the ground, looking up at the sky, at that moment, it seems that all the Buddhas in the sky can't stop him from ascending to the sky and becoming an immortal, as if that look is a peerless divine blade, proudly out of the sheath, above the common people.

Haughty!

Aggressive!

Heroic!

As if in the dark, Xiao Yang heard the loud laughter of the figure stepping on Qinglian echoing in the sky.

"Life is fleeting for a hundred years, and it must be hearty for eternity."

Xiao Yang's eyes burst into a burst of brilliance, and his whole mind seemed to have been immersed in this portrait, as if he had forgotten the warning of the Jin Wen Throne, and at the same time, another voice resounded in his mind.

"I have dreamed for thousands of years, and I wake up drunk tonight."

Xiao Yang's figure was instantly petrified like a statue.

Motionless.

"Brother Xiao!" On the side, Jin Wen Zunzuo saw that Xiao Yang was staring at the portrait at the moment, and suddenly felt shocked, and hurriedly shouted, seeing that Xiao Yang was still not awake, and hurriedly swept towards the portrait.

"Stop." At this moment, a low voice like a bell resounded in Jin Wenzun's mind, Jin Wenzunzuo's expression was shocked, the figure suddenly stopped, turned to look over, and at this moment, a barefoot figure walked towards him......

Jin Wen Zun suddenly felt respect, and hurriedly bowed, "Meet the Red Sword Throne." ”

The Red Sword Throne, the appearance of a middle-aged man, is more than a hundred years old.

One of the Eight Thrones!

Strength, identity, in the Sword Sect, all belong to transcendence.

At this moment, the Red Sword Venerable Throne did not look at the Jin Wen Venerable Throne again, but his eyes were faintly excited, looking at Xiao Yang who was like petrification, and muttered excitedly, "The inheritance of the next life, it turned out to be the inheritance of the next life!" ”