Practicing swords is not as fast as watching swords, this is the sword city of the god ruins, and it can only be a sword city.

A long time ago when it was difficult to calculate the time, Sword City was a place where swords were buried, and ghosts made gods worse, and by chance, the ruins of gods were formed.

In fact, in the strict sense, Sword City is not a god ruins.

It's just that in this world, there are always one or two places that make heaven and earth feel that they are only coincidences.

There are some monks who really stand tall on the top of the mountain, such as the one who is now the largest sect in Zhongzhou on the Xuanwu Continent, and the one who is proud of the highest tablet above the Ancestor Hall.

Another example is the generation of the most mysterious sect of the Middle Earth Power Xuanzong.

Closer, known as the Hidden Sword Gate of Xuanzong, the Middle Earth force in Beizhou, the first sword god of Xuanwu.

Maybe you can say the last sentence, the laws of heaven and earth on the Xuanwu Continent can have a nap, so there is a god ruins, Sword City.

Huang Jiulong told his apprentice Cui Puyang since he was a child, an outsider sounds absolutely nonsense, but it is a real word.

That is, don't practice swords, but look at swords more.

Because it often takes time to practice swords, it is not as fast as watching the sword yourself.

This is a practical truth that he Huang Jiulong has come to after staying in this sword city for about three or four thousand years.

In the Sword City, there are thousands of large and small swords, all of which are extraordinary swords, all of which have been accumulated little by little in the tens of thousands of years, when the Sword City was not called the Sword City.

After all, there were only a few places where the Xuanwu Continent buried swords at that time, and it just so happened that Sword City was one of them.

Then, the Sword City became the Sword City, and the original place where the sword was hidden became the ruins of the gods, and he Huang Jiulong naturally stepped on the chicken dog that stepped on the shit luck and ascended to heaven and became the gatekeeper of the ruins of the gods.

So the original sword was not invited, but since he came, he Huang Jiulong took the initiative to find the sword, which can be regarded as contributing to this sword city.

Therefore, among the tens of thousands of sword cultivators on the mountain, there are almost real sword cultivators, and the lowest cultivation has to be the mountain sword cultivator of the Xuanhuang of the Middle Three Realms.

They are all in a certain realm, above a certain mountain gate, which can be called a sword in the hands of a rare genius monk.

Among them, there are a hundred swords, the lowest and lowest must be the sword cultivation on the mountain at the peak of the Xuan Emperor, and it must be the kind of sword cultivation that can cross the rank to fight the Xuan Emperor at the lowest level, regardless of whether you can win or not for the time being, how many can you go back and forth with one or two swords.

Among these hundred swords, more than half of them belong to the sword cultivators of the Xuan Emperor of the Three Realms who are not outside the door and are already regarded as the people behind the door, and the swords in their hands before the soldiers return to the dust.

It is to be able to fight against the enemy with people, with a plain face, and then report his own name, add a sentence of sword cultivation, which is really not a modest mountain sword cultivator.

Among most of this, the sword of the strong can be put together, which can be called a particularly rare one, the original owner, without exception, is under the Xuanwu Continent, above the five states, and has become famous, although it is not enough to scare a monk on the mountain, but it can definitely be called thunderous.

Of course, for sword cultivation, it is a sword that has been erected in the distance on his long sword path, a sword that is aimed at it.

Although for most sword cultivators, it will only be a brilliant scenery on the edge of the sky, the vast stars above their heads, and the red tomorrow that rises and sets in the morning and sunset is as far away as it is unreachable.

But at least it can also make a lot of sword cultivators add some more or less to their state of mind in addition to sword cultivation, it is precisely this kind of dispensable, in fact, it is absolutely an indispensable addition, and how many difficult roads have been traveled with this sword cultivation.

The Chengying in Cui Puyang's hand, the sword in the hand of the sword emperor Wanli who was famous for thousands of years, could only be squeezed in the ninth among the ten.

In fact, Chengying is at most a tenth, but the original ninth, and now the tenth bloody long sword broken army, is really too old, and the trauma is also too serious, plus an accident thousands of years ago, the original broken army was in a crumbling state, and it was even worse than before, and it was only by Chengying who had just placed it in the Sword Pavilion to steal the limelight.

Among the ten mountaintop swords, except for the sword soul in the broken army sword, which is like duckweed in the wind and rain, floating non-stop, the only remaining wisps of sword soul are also muddy and crazy, and the remaining nine shortlisted swords, even if they are not as peak as in the previous master's handshake, it can be regarded as a sword soul that retains a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, and its own state is excellent.

Especially the ninth-ranked backward sword Chengying, which is almost ninety percent at its peak.

That's why he, Cui Puyang, can take Chengying away, and he can take Chengying away.

Huang Jiulong touched Cui Puyang's head with a smile, and praised with a smile: "Well, yes, it's really my good apprentice, then what should I do when I go back this time, the master's memory is not very good, apprentice, you come and repeat it to the master." ”

Cui Puyang was stunned for a moment, when did it happen? His little head can be said to have no memory at all, but looking at his master's smiling face that will not give him a way out, Rao is he Cui Puyang is stupid, he doesn't understand, besides, he Cui Puyang is not stupid, he claims to be the second smartest in Sword City, that is, only his own master can be called first.

So at this critical juncture that is related to whether the future days will be good or not, and whether the current days are good or not, he quickly reacted, stretched out a finger and said, "Master, how about a handful of words?"

Huang Jiulong looked at his apprentice's immature face full of confidence with a suspicious face, and asked suspiciously: "Is this really what the teacher said?

So, Cui Puyang's face was full of criticism, and the hand that wrapped his hands around the Chengying Sword unconsciously clenched, gritted his teeth, and had to stretch out another finger, a total of two, and said helplessly in his words: "Master, with that search, you can't have any more, no matter how much you are, you just don't have a good apprentice like me who is hard to find for thousands of years." ”

Huang Jiulong patted his head lightly, and said lightly: "Yes, yes, it seems to be this rumor and search, well, yes, it is really a good apprentice of the master, and it is the material of a sword embryo." ”

Cui Puyang suddenly felt that what his master said in his mouth seemed to be wrong in the words and sentences, and the words were like in his ears, after all, they were a little inexplicably awkward.