"Junior, are you willing to worship this seat as a teacher?"

After successfully apprenticed to Haoyu, a Soul Sect elder asked Wang Ye with a hint of wildness in his tone.

"Sincerity. Wang Ye asked coldly.

"Simple, enter my door, and this seat will definitely not treat you badly. The Soul Sect Elder stared at Wang Ye and replied lightly, his face did not fluctuate at all.

"Good. Wang Ye nodded, and did not bow down, but walked directly behind the elder of the Soul Sect, which can be regarded as an apprentice.

"Junior, you're from the Xingchen Academy, it seems that Xingchen Jue's cultivation is not bad. At this moment, a Martial Sect elder walked out, with silver eyes, which made Tang Hao feel shocked, but then his face turned ecstatic.

"Disciple, meet the master. Tang Hao immediately knelt down and bowed.

"It seems that you are the proud disciple of Senior Brother Xingchen, from now on you will follow the old decay to practice. Elder Wu Zong smiled faintly.

"Yes. Tang Hao bowed deeply and stood behind Elder Wuzong.

"Flame Empire, Molten Flame in the Heart of the Earth, boy, you are willing to worship this seat as a teacher. Next, a Spirit Sect elder walked out, with long red hair, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Disciple, meet the Master. Lieyang immediately knelt down and bowed.

"Hmm. The Spirit Sect elder replied casually.

"Where is Leng Xiyan?"

Suddenly, a sound of vicissitudes came from high in the sky, and I saw a middle-aged woman falling from the sky.

When Leng Xiyan saw the comer, he immediately knelt down and said, "Disciple to meet Uncle Shi." ”

"Senior nephew Xiyan, Senior Sister Bingning once passed on the voice and explained, from now on, you will follow this seat to practice. The middle-aged woman said coldly.

"Yes. Leng Xiyan responded, and walked behind the middle-aged woman, respectfully and silently.

The old man who occupied the middle position saw that the middle-aged woman was leaving, so he asked, "Senior sister, what are you doing in such a hurry, don't you stay for a while?"

"Senior sister still has important things to deal with, and I invite senior brother Wang Han. The middle-aged woman saluted slightly, and then flew away with Leng Xiyan.

"Hey, my junior sister!" the old man in the middle sighed.

As soon as the middle-aged woman left with Leng Xiyan, another Soul Sect elder stood up and said, "Where are Yuan Lin and Xiang Haotian!"

"The disciple is here!" Yuan Lin and Xiang Haotian both stood up at the same time.

"From now on, you will follow this seat. The Soul Sect elder said solemnly.

"Disciple obeys!" the two replied.

"Master, may I ask which of the two of us is the elder brother and who is the younger brother. At this moment, Xiang Haotian asked.

The Soul Sect elder glanced at the two of them, pouted and smiled, and said, "Simple, whichever of you is stronger, who is the senior brother." ”

"Yes. Xiang Haotian replied respectfully.

"Yuan Lin, dare to fight. "Invite Haotian to fight.

"Why not, it's you who loses in the end anyway. Yuan Lin smiled with a smile.

Xiang Haoyu's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "Yes, then don't blame Senior Brother for being ruthless later." ”

"Hehe, the tone is not small. Yuan Lin smiled disdainfully.

The two of them were about to start a fight here, but they were stopped by their master.

"What kind of system you become, if you want to fight, you have to go back to fight, don't be embarrassed by the teacher here. ”

"Yes. Seeing this, the two glared at each other, and then honestly walked behind the master, and secretly competed with each other, as if the position of this 'senior brother' was inevitable in their eyes.

Yang Yi looked at the two people who were secretly competing, covered his mouth and chuckled: "These two people are estimated to be uneasy in the future." ”

"Boy, you are a physical cultivator, and from now on you will follow the teacher to practice. A sturdy middle-aged man looked directly at Guo Feiyu domineeringly.

Guo Feiyu glanced at Yang Yi, saw him nodding, and said respectfully: "Yes." ”

......

Time slowly passed, and everyone who passed the complete assessment, except for Jian Wuchen, Li Haochu, Tian Han and Yang Yi, the others apprenticed one after another and officially joined the Holy Land. It's just that the vast majority of people joined the Holy Land as fourth-generation disciples, unlike Wang Ye, Xiang Haoyu and others who worshiped under the elders' sect and joined the Holy Land as second-generation disciples.

"It's strange, why are Xiao Yi, Tianhan and Brother Wuchen not favored by the elders, could it be that there are other arrangements. Xiang Haoyu saw that everyone present had already apprenticed, and only Yang Yi and the four were left, so he was curious.

"Sword Wuchen!" At this moment, the old man in the middle walked out and shouted softly.

"The disciple is here. Jian Wuchen said respectfully.

"The Holy Land is not for you, so you better go somewhere else. The old man in the middle smiled faintly.

As soon as these words fell, Yang Yi and the others were all stunned, they didn't know the intention at all, and even Jian Wuchen himself didn't understand why.

"Senior, may I ask what is wrong with the junior, why is he not qualified to join the Holy Land. Jian Wuchen asked.

"That's a bad statement, I didn't say that you are not qualified to join our Holy Land. The old man in the middle laughed.

"What does that mean?" Jian Wuchen continued to ask.

"There is no one in the Holy Land who can teach you, and if you blindly join the Holy Land, it will only bury your talent. The old man in the middle replied.

When Jian Wuchen heard this, he was directly stunned. Not only that, but even Yang Yi, Wang Ye and others were stunned.

"Senior, I don't know what this is..."Jian Wuchen came back to his senses, and stopped halfway through his words.

"Take it and head to the Sword Pavilion, your future is there. The old man in the middle smiled slightly, and took out a simple token from his bosom, with the word 'sword' engraved on both sides, which looked similar to an ordinary token.

Although this token was extremely ordinary, the faint sword intent emanating from it made everyone frightened. It seems that this token contains an extremely terrifying sword intent, which can take the life of anyone present at any time, even the Holy Land Elders present.

"This is..."Jian Wuchen carefully took the token, he was very excited, and stroked it gently, as if he was the most beloved baby. Because he felt the feeling of home from this token, and the ancient long sword contained in his dantian was also buzzing at this moment. At this time, images flashed through his mind.

In the remote area, there is no smoke, the wind is howling, and Jian Wuchen walks alone in this wasteland. Suddenly, an extremely hidden crypt appeared before his eyes. I saw that after looking around, he jumped down alone. Touching the dark, stepping on strange sword steps, I came to a sword mound.

"Master, the disciple is back. Jian Wuchen knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times to the old man who was surrounded by ten thousand swords.

"Are you ready? The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and his deep gaze shot out a sword light, which landed on Jian Wuchen's body, condensed into a long sword under his feet, and led him into the sword mound.

"Master..."

Just as Jian Wuchen was about to speak, the old man suddenly interrupted him.

"Dust-free, there is not much time for the teacher, hurry up and sit down and accept all the inheritance. ”

"Yes. Jian Wuchen pursed his lips, stopped talking, and after answering, he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. I saw that the ten thousand long swords around the sword mound were buzzing, and suddenly, they rose from the ground and poured into his body.

"Wuchen, your current realm is too low, as a teacher can only seal all the inheritance in your mind, when the time comes, it will be revealed one by one, I hope you will not live up to the expectations of the teacher, and shoulder the unfinished responsibility of the teacher. The old man said lightly, his tone full of anticipation.

"Master, don't worry. Jian Wuchen clenched his teeth and said, his face twitching, obviously the pain of ten thousand swords entering his body made him unbearable.

One day, two days, one month, two months...... Over and over again, Jian Wuchen endured the pain of ten thousand swords entering his body for three consecutive years. At this time, he was completely like the two of them, the bones of his whole body were replaced by sharp swords, the meridians in his body were filled with fierce sword qi, and there was a sword fetus phantom in the dantian, as long as he could successfully survive the royal tribulation, he could completely condense the sword fetus that sword cultivators dreamed of.

Suddenly, one day, Jian Wuchen opened his eyes, and a sword light shot out of his eyes, and a series of fierce sword qi burst out from his body, turning the entire sword mound into ruins.

"Master, the disciple has succeeded. Jian Wuchen slowly stood up, knelt on his knees, and kowtowed deeply to the old man in front of him.

"Ahem..."

"Hahahaha, Ten Thousand Sword Bone Body, I finally succeeded. The old man coughed up two clumps of blood and laughed.

Seeing this, Jian Wuchen's face was shocked, and he hurriedly ran over and helped the old man who was already shaking and could fall down at any time.

"Master!" Jian Wuchen said worriedly.

"Apprentice, my good apprentice, you must carry forward this ten thousand sword bones. The old man said excitedly.

"Yes, Master, don't worry, the apprentice will definitely carry forward this ancient sword body to the mainland. Jian Wuchen stroked the old man's back, his face full of worry.

"Good, good, good. The old man shouted three times in succession, and then laughed wildly again.

"Poof"

But as soon as he laughed a few times, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body collapsed and he fainted.

"Master, Master!" Jian Wuchen shouted loudly, and injected the sword yuan into the old man's body without his life.

"Ahem"

The old man slowly opened his eyes, raised his old hand, stroked Jian Wuchen's face, smiled slightly, and said weakly: "Good boy, take me home." ”

As soon as the old man's words fell, the old man's hand suddenly fell, his eyes were permanently closed, and he quietly passed away with a kind smile on his face.

"No, no, no..." Jian Wuchen hugged the old man and shouted loudly, drops of hot tears flowed down, and endless sadness spread out.

"Master, disciple will take you home. Jian Wuchen wiped away his tears, slowly got up with the old man in his arms, and prepared to walk outside the sword mound.

With a "clang", a small wooden sign fell from the old man's robe, covered in purple gold, and it looked a little old.

Jian Wuchen stared at the wooden card on the ground, his eyes narrowed, and a sword shot out, causing the small wooden card to slowly rise and fall into his hand. Flipping it over, I saw that one side of the wooden plaque was engraved with the word 'Sword Pavilion', and the other side was engraved with the word 'Ling Tian'.

Jian Wuchen thought about it carefully, 'Sword Pavilion' should represent the name of a certain force, and 'Ling Tian' was his master's legal name.

"Sword Pavilion... Ling Tian..."

"Master, disciple understands. Jian Wuchen collected the small wooden card, gently placed the old man flat on the ground, pinched the palm print with both hands, and in an instant, a long sword appeared out of thin air, and was inserted inverted around the old man's body according to the strange formation pattern.

"He!" Jian Wuchen drank softly, and the long swords merged, gradually condensing into a small sword pill.

"Master, disciple will take you home. Jian Wuchen looked at the sword pill in front of him and smiled faintly, and in an instant, the sword pill merged into his palm and merged with it.