Although Su Ze and Chu Ji walked slowly at every step, they walked steadily.

With Chu Ji by his side, Su Ze didn't feel so hard, and sometimes he teased each other with Chu Ji.

Although Chu Ji said that Linggen was better than Su Ze, his talent was also better than Su Ze. But the only thing that is not as good as Su Ze is hardship.

Chu Ji stood again and didn't want to move, he looked at Su Ze and said, "Su Ze, let's rest for a while, it's very tiring to climb, I don't want to go." ”

Su Ze stood a few steps higher than Chu Ji, rolled his eyes and gave Chu Ji: "Hurry up and climb up, otherwise no one will accept us when we climb up." ”

The ladder of inquiry has a passing time, and it is redundant to climb up after the time.

He's almost going to go up after all the hard work, and now stopping here, is it funny?

Su Ze encouraged: "Chu Ji, hurry up and climb up with me, otherwise you will go back to be your Confucian cultivator and watch me dashing for the rest of your life." ”

Chu Ji: "...... Then we'll rest for a while......"

Su Ze: "...... Look at you too lazy, you should be easier than me, and the constraints on you should be simpler than mine. ”

Chu Ji: "Yes, but I just don't want to move." ”

Su Ze and Chu Ji stood aside for a while, and many of them walked past the two of them, all looking at them with a little curiosity.

This...... What is the motionless one playing?

Su Ze and Chu Ji finally went up, and the two of them almost stepped on the point.

When they came to it, there were quite a few people who arrived.

The elder of the sect stood on it fluttering in white clothes, and the sword flew over, and he looked at the disciple below and said: "Congratulations to the person who has passed the ladder of inquiry, and can completely pass the ladder of inquiry, which proves that you are all people who are clear and persistent in their hearts and are not confused." ”

The white-clothed elder waved his sleeves, and a sword hole rose on the originally empty ground.

Ling Ran's sword aura floated out, carrying a fierce aura. Ten thousand swords emitted a buzzing sound, fused together like a sword song, inspiring.

The elder said: "Next, please enter the Ten Thousand Swords in turn, and wait for the flying sword to choose the master, if there is no flying sword to choose, then it is not suitable for the Broken Sword Peak." ”

The flying swords of Broken Sword Peak are all low-grade spirit swords at the very least, and after the cultivation of ten thousand swords, they also gave birth to some spiritual wisdom, which is much better than the low-grade spirit swords bought outside.

The choice of the spirit sword is the real test of the Broken Sword Peak, there was a year when there was no flying sword in the ten thousand swords, and the Broken Sword Peak did not recruit a single disciple that year.

The elder in the Broken Sword Peak, if he goes out and sees a disciple he likes, he also has to go to the Ten Thousand Swords to find the flying sword, if he can't let the flying sword recognize the master, and that elder has a partial liking, then he can only be counted as the elder's disciple, not the disciple of the Broken Sword Peak.

You don't enjoy the resources in the sect every month.

There are other strange regulations in the Broken Sword Peak, such as if you want to cultivate other sword cultivation weapons, arrays, alchemy, imperial beasts or something, you can only wait until you advance to the Jindan stage.

But after advancing to the Jindan stage, they will be a big step behind those monks who started the Qimen gossip since they were young.

So there are some monks who will worship in other sects.

After Su Ze listened, he followed everyone into the Ten Thousand Swords with anxiety, and he hoped that his last flying sword would accompany him for a lifetime.

After he fell in the previous life, the flying sword broke itself off and turned into mortal iron, and was buried on the battlefield with him.

After entering the Ten Thousand Swords, what caught your eye was the overwhelming flying swords.

Su Ze intently sensed the same flying sword as himself, and his intuition told him that the flying sword he found this time must be the same as the last one.

Su Ze wandered around the Ten Thousand Swords for a long time, and when he walked somewhere, there was a sense of meaning in his heart.

It seemed that something on that side had been calling him, let him pass, walk over.

Su Ze followed his heart and walked over to a sword. "Are you calling me?"

The sword made a loud noise, and the blade trembled and wanted to fly out of the sword bag.

Su Ze smiled, and he reached out and pulled out his old friend.

The moment the flying sword came out of the sword bag, the black sword body directly turned into a flame-like red, and the end of the sword intersected black and white.

It's exactly the same as the previous life.

The flying sword carved out by Wan Jian was raised by Wan Jianzhuo himself. The disciples of Broken Sword Peak didn't know that Wan Jianzhuo's flying sword came from He, only that he had countless flying swords. And every flying sword is loyal and will die with its master.

Su Ze stretched out his hand and gently brushed the sword body, and a smile overflowed his eyes: "Old friend, we meet again." ”

Feijian hummed a few times, as if asking why he was an old friend, he had never seen Su Ze before.

Su Ze didn't explain, he said, "It's good for me to call you Feiying." ”

The Flying Shadow Sword accepted the name, he was a new spirit sword from the Ten Thousand Swords, the first generation of spiritual wisdom, and now he needed to take a good rest.

The Flying Shadow Sword was very assertive and flew into Su Ze's dantian, waiting for a period of time to recuperate, so that he could be outside all the time.

Su Ze couldn't help but smile and looked at the flying sword that was as assertive as before, this kind of consciousness really matched his personality very well.

Su Ze went out to the Flying Shadow Sword, sent spiritual power over, and waited until the spiritual power was exhausted before stopping.

When they went out, most of the disciples outside came out of the Ten Thousand Swords.

Some people are crying with a sad face, and some are lovingly communicating with their flying swords.

After Su Ze came out, Chu Ji greeted him and looked around Su Ze, but he didn't find the shadow of the sword on Su Ze's body.

Chu Ji's eyes widened in surprise and said, "Brother, where is your sword?" No, it's hard for us to come up, and in the end, I'm the only one who has passed, which makes me feel uneasy. ”

“…… Drama spirit. Su Ze pushed away Chu Ji with a disappointed face and said, "Who is a brother and sister with you, my flying sword has just been born, and it is still recuperating in the Dantian." ”

When Chu Ji heard Su Ze say this, he smiled happily and no longer had a sad face.

"Earlier, I'm still worried about you." Chu Ji handed his flying sword to Su Ze's side and said, "Look, this is my sword, isn't it dazzling!" ”

Chu Ji's sword was a pitch-black iron sword, with a white bead in the center of the sword body, and white and black in the center. This sword looks like Chu Jihuo's character, and it doesn't match very well.

I always feel that this black sword should be followed by a serious and dignified, unsmiling sword cultivator, and there is always a little sense of contrast when talking about it.

Su Ze said: "The sword is a good sword, but I just think you are not worthy of him." ”

The black sword also made a buzzing sound, as if to reply: yes.

Chu Ji swooped back his sword, and his little eyes complained aggrievedly: "Have you talked like this!" ”