"Brother Sima, there's no need for me to hide when I see my brother!" Dugu Chong grinned and said.

"We haven't seen each other for five years, I heard my aunt say that you came to the Lingdong Sword Sect to cultivate!

Sima Liuyun's face was red and white for a while, and he couldn't speak.

When Dugu Chong saw him react like this, his heart suddenly became happy, and he suddenly talked more: "Isn't it yet? It's okay, Brother Sima, your family has a lot of power in my Shu Han, and it's okay to go back and ask your father to make you a general!"

"Cultivation can't work, we have power!"

Sima Liuyun glanced back at Dugu Chong and said, "You don't have to worry about this, my cousin, Sima Liuyun has his own opinions!"

Dugu Chong grinned, then turned his head in the other direction, and stopped paying attention to Sima Liuyun.

Sima Liuyun knew his temperament, but he didn't care. He pulled Liu Chengzhi aside and asked softly, "I don't know what Engong is called?"

Liu Chengzhi saw that this person was really kind, so he said: "You can call me Wu Huajin." ”

"Oh, Brother Wu, could it be that you are also here to participate in the sword cultivation selection?" asked Sima Liuyun.

Liu Chengzhi smiled: "I do have this plan!"

Sima Liuyun said: "Brother Wu's kung fu is so handsome, he must be able to pass! It's just that I have already participated in it three times, and I don't have a chance to do it once!"

With that, he touched his nose awkwardly.

Liu Chengzhi smiled: "Maybe there will be a chance this time!"

At this time, a crisp bell rang, and a loud voice shouted, "The new year's sword cultivation selection begins!"

Liu Chengzhi looked back and saw that the white hair who spoke was fluttering and his appearance was majestic, but it was Elder Li who was discussing with him that day, and his full name was Li Shijing.

"There are thirteen disciples who participated in the selection of sword cultivation today, and I announce their list as follows, Li Chenghuan, Wang Xunli, Han Le, Sima Liuyun... Wu Huajin. Li Shijing, Elder Li announced one by one.

The last Wu Huajin to read is Liu Chengzhi's pseudonym.

Then Li Shijing pressed a raised button on the desktop behind him, and suddenly, in the open space in front of him, a large tripod slowly rose out of the ground.

Then, another tall, white-haired man beside Elder Li began to recite prayers and pray to the Sword God.

Liu Chengzhi recognized that this person was also the elder who was discussing with him that day, called Han Ruyi.

After Han Ruyi finished praying, Li Ruyi announced: "The sword cultivation selection starts now!"

Immediately, the disciples below were ready to move, and each of them hoped to be able to choose successfully.

Soon someone jumped onto the stage and took the lead in boarding the bronze tripod of the heavens. I saw that he looked full of confidence, came to Dading, pulled out his sword, and danced a sword alone.

This bronze tripod is a treasure obtained by the predecessors of Changshan Sanhao from the ancient ruins of the sword god, and there is the will of the sword god inside, and there are three thousand sword ways in the world, and all of them are possessed.

And as long as a disciple dances a sword in front of him, the Heavenly Sacrifice Bronze Ding can give him a sword intent according to this disciple's talent and current level, and this disciple develops in the direction given to him by the sword intent, he can get twice the result with half the effort and become a real sword cultivator, which is also one of the connotations of the Lingdong Sword Sect that has not fallen for hundreds of years.

Of course, as long as a disciple obtains a sword intent, he cannot obtain a second sword intent.

I only heard a "whoosh!", and thousands of points of light rushed out of Dingzhong, from bottom to top, like a river of light points, rushing to the top of the sky.

Subsequently, the river of light points gushed down from the top and returned to Tongding.

Each point of light represents a sword intent. The stronger the sword intent, the brighter the point of light. The higher the monk's talent in the way of the sword, the stronger the sword cultivation, and the stronger the fused sword intent.

In the copper tripod, a white pillar of light rushed out, surging dozens of zhang high.

In the center of the pillar of light, a sword shadow slowly flew up, and then coincided with the disciple's figure.

"Lee Seung-hwan!Fourth-Order Sword Intent 'Fire Lin Sword'!"

In the audience, countless voices rang out.

"Fourth-Order Sword Intent!"

"This is a high-level sword intent that I only see once in five or six years!"

It turns out that the sword intent is from the first order to the tenth order, and each higher order means that the level of the sword intent is higher, and the higher the level of sword intent, the greater the benefits that can be brought to the sword cultivation.

I saw that the sword cultivator named Li Chenghuan immediately got off the stage, sat on the ground, and carefully digested the benefits that the sword intent brought him.

Next, five more people came to the stage one after another, but none of them got the sword intent.

At this time, a woman with a beautiful face jumped on the stage.

"Han Le!"

"I heard that she has only been in the business for four years, but she is very talented and beautiful, and now many people are pursuing her!"

"What's the use of having talent, it's not in vain if you don't get the sword intent?"

Han Le was on the stage, his eyes closed, he didn't seem to hear any words, and then, with a sudden effort, he began to practice the sword technique "Canhua Sword Technique"!

I saw that the long sword in her hand danced faster and faster, and after a while, the figures disappeared, and only the sound of the sword was heard.

I only heard a "whoosh!", and thousands of points of light rushed out of Dingzhong, from bottom to top, like a river of light points, rushing to the top of the sky.

In the bronze tripod, a white pillar of light rushed out, and in the center of the pillar of light, a sword shadow slowly flew up, and then coincided with Han Le's figure.

"Han Le!ninth-order sword intent 'Dark Sword Intent'!" Elder Han's voice trembled slightly!

"Ninth Order Sword Intent!"

"Oh my God, I can't imagine that this Han Le talent is so good!"

There was a roar below.

Han Le immediately jumped off the stage and began to absorb the benefits that the sword intent brought to him.

Then four more disciples went up, but none of them obtained the sword intent.

At this time, Han Le had already stood up, and it was obvious that she had completely absorbed the benefits brought by the sword intent.

At this time, Elder Han Ruyi Han had already stood by Han Le's side and invited her to be his disciple.

Han Le did not hesitate and quickly agreed.

Seeing this, Sima Liuyun immediately ran to Han Le's side and said, "Sister Le!

Han Le glanced at him and said, "Senior Brother Sima, let's not meet in the future!"

Sima Liuyun suddenly felt anxious and said, "Why?"

Han Le smiled arrogantly and said, "I'm about to become Elder Han's closed disciple!

"Besides, my current realm is already the fifth order of the Yuanlong Realm, how many steps are you in the Flying Dragon Realm now?

Sima Liuyun suddenly felt like a dead heart, paced slowly, and walked to the side.

At this time, the tenth disciple also participated in the selection of sword cultivation, and did not draw out the sword intent.

Liu Chengzhi saw that Sima Liuyun's face was pale, and he was depressed, so he couldn't help but shake his head and walked up to the altar first.

"Who is this person? I don't think I've seen it before!"

"I met in Qiwu Palace yesterday! I heard that it is the high apprentice of Wang Xinyi's ancestor!"

"Looking at his appearance, he is not outstanding! Wang Shizu will take a fancy to him?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Liu Chengzhi shook his head and didn't say much, thinking in his heart how to have a greater chance of getting the sword intent of the Sword God.

He slowly stepped onto the altar, then drew his sword behind his back and danced slowly!

Because the blood dripping dew was too eye-catching, Liu Chengzhi had already put it away, and the current saber was an ordinary sword.

Obviously, the selection of sword cultivation is quite a great opportunity, if he can seize this opportunity, maybe he will be able to make his kendo progress by leaps and bounds.

Liu Chengzhi completely emptied his state of mind and entered a mysterious mental state.

At this time, Elder Li Shijing Li and Elder Han Ruyi Han stood in the presiding position, looking at Liu Chengzhi coldly, because this person was too arrogant yesterday, both of them hoped that Liu Chengzhi would make a fool of himself.

At this moment, a wisp of purple air slowly gushed out from the bronze tripod of the heavens, rushing into the sky and connecting with the clouds in the sky.

The faces of the two elders suddenly changed greatly, and purple qi gushed out from the Heaven Sacrifice Bronze Ding, which had never happened in the history of sword cultivation and selection.

After a while, the wisp of purple qi became thicker and thicker, and in the end, it completely turned into a purple qi pillar connecting heaven and earth, impacting the clouds in the sky and scattering them.

In a moment, the sky with the Shangqing Yuan Dojo as the center, a radius of 800 miles, completely turned purple, blocking the sun, and making the glazed tiles on the ground reflect a faint purple glow.

A black sword dancing figure was differentiated from the purple qi and blended with Liu Chengzhi's body.

After a while, there was another red sword dancing figure, which was differentiated and mixed with Liu Chengzhi.

Finally, a white sword dancing figure differentiated out and entered Liu Chengzhi's body.

At this time, a white light flashed in the air, it turned out that Chang Shan Ruwu was alarmed, he slowly came to the bottom of the altar, and the two elders hurriedly saluted him.

Chang Shan Ruwu waved his hand, and then carefully observed a few sword intents.

"Master, no one in the history of sword cultivation has ever had more than two sword intents, this Wu Huajin is too demonic!" Li Shijing said softly.

Chang Shan Ruwu laughed and said: "It's a shame that this son is a person in my family, a friend and not an enemy, otherwise, with his talent, in a few years, we will not be his opponent when we join forces!"

At this time, the purple qi in the sky and the inside of the tripod gradually dissipated, and Liu Chengzhi jumped off the altar and began to digest the sword intent of the sword god just now.

"Wu Huajin!10th-order sword intent 'Canglong Sword Intent', 10th-order sword intent 'Fire Dance Sword Intent', and unknown mutant sword intent!"

"Boom!" rang out from under the altar.

At this time, Elder Li Shijing Li walked to the stage, cleared his throat and said, "Everyone be quiet, the sword cultivation selection is not finished yet!

Sima Liuyun glanced at Liu Chengzhi with envy, and then slowly walked onto the altar.

He also began to slowly dance his sword.

He danced for about a stick of incense, but the copper tripod under the altar did not move at all.

He danced for a longer time, but the copper tripod still didn't move.

He felt like he was out of play, and slowly slowed down.

Just when he was about to give up, he heard Liu Chengzhi's familiar voice ringing in his ears: "Senior Brother Sima, don't stop!

Sima Liuyun looked back, but found that Liu Chengzhi had already stood up, staring at him with a pair of hot eyes!

Sima Liuyun did not hesitate, and continued to dance the sword.

The disciples in the audience gradually became a little impatient, and said one after another: "This Sima Liuyun really doesn't know what to say, I know that Tongding doesn't react, and he always dances the sword on the stage, isn't this a waste of everyone's time?"

"I heard that he has already participated in the sword cultivation election three times, and this time he will definitely be out of action!"

"yes, he's the last one anyway, let's go early!"

So, a small half of the disciples slowly dispersed, ready to go back.