"Wu Jian. This was the answer of the middle-aged man in charge of Kunlun.

"Senior brother, yours?" the white-faced man's eyes were puzzled.

"Could it be that you have already started teaching him one of the thirteen swords, Senior Brother?" the black-robed woman also raised her own question.

"It's the secret sword of Hanhaiguan's water. The middle-aged man whispered to himself, and only he could hear clearly.

There was anticipation in his eyes.

Just yesterday, he still felt that Gu Yi had integrated the perception of the Water Character Secret Sword into the Kunlun Snow he had created.

The snow of Kunlun is already the coldest in the world, and then it is integrated into the water of the sea, is it possible to turn these hundreds of miles into ice and snow fields?

Kunlun snow is the scenery that he has imprinted in his heart since he was six years old. However, this Water Character Secret Sword was different from all the swordsmanship he had learned, originally with his realm, it was impossible to perfectly blend the two together, but he could obviously feel that if these two swords were combined, the power would even be comparable to the sword he used to break through the third realm.

So he has been immersed in penance for the past few days, trying to fuse the two swords together.

It wasn't until he realized that Kunlun Snow said it was snow, but it was actually the cold of the scenery, and the point was that this snow on Kunlun Peak would make him remember it so deeply, not the snow on the peak.

The two are not one and the same at all.

But he saw the fog in the valley.

It occurred to him that snow, clouds, and raindrops were nothing but carriers of water.

Snow is water, but with a chill.

The cold of heaven and earth, the cold of memory, the snow of scenery.

A smile appeared on the face of the cross-kneeled young man, and as his smile rose, a sword aura permeated his body.

He opened his gaze, and he felt like he was feeling the best he had ever felt before.

In such a state, he even thought of the mottled sword intent under the tea tree of the sword, and he compared his current self, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Because he felt that he had now surpassed the sword intent under the sword tea tree, that is, he had surpassed the master who was in the same realm as him back then.

But this seems to have become a fact since he drank the cup of sword tea at the top of Kunlun Peak and never broke through?

The sword intent on his body...... It doesn't seem to be taught by you, senior brother?" The white-faced man had a strange look on his face, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his eyes when he looked at the back of the man in the chair.

"Haha, it took so many years for senior brother to choose such a disciple, but in the end, what this disciple realized was his own way, is this the truth that blue is better than blue?" The black-robed woman also smiled, with a little joke in her tone.

The middle-aged man felt a faint embarrassment on his face, so he had to hide a smile, but his eyes couldn't help but focus on his disciple's body, and his eyes were full of joy that he couldn't hide.

Isn't this good? The middle-aged man muttered in his heart.

"Kunlun Snow?" In this thick white mist, the young man from the Lu Guogong Mansion turned his head to look in the direction where Gu Yi was, with admiration and fire in his eyes.

He had already seen this sword before the Kunlun Mountain Gate a few days ago, but he didn't know why, but he felt that it was just a few days, and this sword intent made him feel even colder and piercing than before.

From the eyes of the onlookers around the valley, his position was already the closest to the high platform among all the disciples in the valley.

However, just when everyone was wondering why he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Gu Yi, the young man from the Lu Guogong Mansion once again made a decision that they didn't expect.

"Ugly Cow, what are you going to do?" The black-robed woman saw that her proud disciple was only a few dozen feet away from the high platform where they were and turned away suddenly, her tone full of puzzlement.

"Look in the direction he's going. The white-faced man said the key.

"Ah Yi?" the woman seemed to say something, but in the end it all turned into a sigh.

Even as one of the four peak masters of Kunlun, she had to admit one thing, her disciple was very good, but the disciple of the senior brother in charge was even more extraordinary.

"Poor Cheng boy. The white-faced man couldn't help but shake his head, he had already expected the fate of the young man from the Lu State Mansion.

"This time...... Let the disciples who have entered the top ten go down the mountain. ”

Just when the two peak masters couldn't help but sigh that their disciples couldn't get what they wanted at this sword test meeting, the head of Kunlun Mountain seemed to whisper leisurely, as if he was discussing with them.

"Really?" the white-faced man's face was full of disbelief!

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the junior brother who had the best relationship with him since he was a child, and rolled his eyes rarely: "Will I still lie to you?"

"Thank you, senior brother!" the black-robed woman stood up and saluted seriously.

"Senior sister is polite. The head of Kunlun Mountain smiled, the corner of his eyes swept over the white-clothed woman who was watching around the valley, and said with some emotion: "Maybe in the future, I still need my junior sister to forgive Ah Yi for this little ghost." ”

Although the woman in the black robe was puzzled, she did not answer again.

In the valley, when Gu Yi was promoted to the third realm, the fog in this valley had no effect on him, but because of this, his originally happy face gradually hesitated, and then took a step forward.

"Senior Brother Cheng?"

When he walked out of the same place for dozens of feet, he suddenly stopped, and called out the surname of the young man of the Lu Guogong Mansion who appeared in the mist.

The young man in front of him has been in the same way as him for nine years, but because he worships under one of the four peak masters, he is a personal disciple, and he is much older than him, so he is commensurate with his senior brother.

"Senior Brother Gu. The young man surnamed Cheng looked at the child who had watched him get started with his own eyes and now became a teenager, for some reason, he was only twenty-three or fourteen just now, and he felt as if he was already old.

But the fire in his heart has not been extinguished, and what he is thinking about now is to compare the sword in his hand with the young man in front of him, the child he once saw entering the mountain with his own eyes.

"The name of the sword is Qing'an, the seventeenth year of Zhenguan casting, and the third-class sword weapon of Longquan kiln. ”

When he said this, he remembered something he had forgotten before.

The young man in front of him had never been equipped with a sword, or rather, since the day he entered Kunlun, he had never gone to the sword mound to choose a sword with the same heart like the disciples of Kunlun Mountain.

And saying the name of the sword in your hand represents a challenge in Kunlun.

But Gu Yi didn't think about the fact that he didn't have a sword in his hand now, but was thinking about how he should use the sword.

"Kunlun Peak Gu Yi, please ask Senior Brother Tutorial to hold the Qing'an Sword in your hand. ”

Just when the young man surnamed Cheng didn't know how to continue this challenge, Gu Yi had already saluted him.

This is Kunlun's covenant salute.

"Please!"

Lu Guogong is known as the most heroic prince and nobleman in the Tang Dynasty, and since he came out of Lu Guogong's mansion, he naturally won't care about this kind of small thing that will be even more humiliating if he wins or loses, because he knows very well what he is thinking in his heart, he just wants to see the difference between the sword in his hand and Gu Yi's sword.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a little cold light lit up in the sky.

It was still a snowflake, but when the snowflake really fell, Gu Yi's surroundings seemed to be condensed together, frozen together by the extreme cold.

The woman surnamed Cheng who was watching the battle around her lips opened slightly, her eyes were a little distracted, as if she was shocked by everything in front of her, and the girl in white standing in front of her could even hear her muttering: "How is this possible?"

"It turns out that what Lord Yasheng values is his comprehension ......" The girl who had discussed the identity of Gu Yi Kunlun's head disciple with the woman surnamed Cheng in the room was also the girl who fell down and called "grandmother" after the first black-robed woman who appeared on the five seats just now I don't know when she bit her lip, her eyes moved to the black-robed woman on the high platform, and there was unwillingness in her eyes.

When the snowflakes fell, the head of Kunlun, that is, the middle-aged man sitting in the center of the high platform, suddenly stood up from his chair and disappeared in place without everyone noticing.

"Senior brother was smiling when he left just now, right?" the black-robed woman turned her head and asked the white-faced man.

The white-faced man rolled his eyes: "I'm afraid that anyone with such an excellent disciple will laugh, right?

"I don't have the guts, but ......" The woman's eyes glanced at the direction of Hanhaiguan, who was watching the battle nearby, glanced at the girl in the white dress who was next to the woman surnamed Cheng, and then moved back to Gu Yi's body again.

"If you really can't bear it, let Ah Yi help them. As an insider of some things in the past, the white-faced man naturally understood the pain of his junior sister, and couldn't help but come up with an idea.

"Let's talk about it. The woman under the black robe closed her eyes, her expression still hesitant.

This snow came from the peak of Kunlun Peak, since he first came to the peak of that peak at the age of six, and saw the cold ice and snow that seemed to connect to the sky, Gu Yi already knew that he could not forget it in this life.

If you can't forget each other, why should you forget?

This is the first wisp of sword intent that Gu Yi has comprehended in this life, and it is extremely cold in the heights.

What is integrated is the sword qi of the Hanhai Guanshui Character Secret Sword, which seems to be able to be everywhere, but it has never taken the meaning of it.

"This ...... Still Kunlun Xue?" The face of the young man surnamed Cheng had never been unwilling or resentful because he had been defeated before he even unsheathed his sword, but he really wanted to know what Gu Yi's sword intent was.

"Yes. Gu Yi didn't hesitate, but before he hadn't thought about giving a name to his first comprehension sword intent, even when he shot at the woman surnamed Cheng a few days ago, he blurted it out, as if he had said it a million times.

"Kunlun Xue, good name!" the young man from the Lu Guogong Mansion smiled and turned to leave the valley.

"Is that the little grandfather of the Lu Guo Mansion?" Someone around recognized the identity of the young man surnamed Cheng.

But no one spoke up, and felt that the defeat of the dignified Tang Dynasty little grandfather was a surprise.

Because the opponent of the little grandfather is the disciple of the head of Kunlun Mountain.

But today, they remembered that this young man was not only a disciple of the head of the sect, but also a well-deserved powerhouse among their peers.

His name is Gu Yi.

"Kunlun snow. ”

The black-robed woman gently recited the name of this sword intent.

"Kunlun Snow...... There is the sword intent of the purple bamboo forest. Si Wuliu closed his eyes and carefully recalled Gu Yi's sword just now.

When she opened her eyes, she didn't look down again, but turned straight away.

There were already people under the high platform, but no one stepped forward again.

The Kunlun disciples who came to this high platform were all in the third realm, so they also felt what happened when Gu Yi released his sword intent just now.

But among them, only the young man surnamed Cheng went over and asked for a sword.

The result is really just a sword.

There was bitterness on their faces, but there was also a bit of pride.

Because the young man who cast that sword intent just now was a disciple of their Kunlun, a disciple of the head of the sect that they respected and respected.

When Gu Yi came to the bottom of the high platform, their group of Kunlun disciples who had already arrived had their swords in front of their chests.

This is a sword salute in Kunlun, expressing the respect in your heart.

"Meet Senior Brother Gu!"

This sound pierced through the fog between the valleys and pierced the sky of Kunlun on this side.

Gu Yi looked at the high platform and walked up.

He was the only one of the sword test disciples in the entire valley who walked to the stage, so he was the first person in this sword test meeting.