In the middle of the mountain leading to the Burial Sword Valley of the Seven Xuanzong, two women, one in front of the other, walked leisurely.

The bright moon in front of him looked around at the roadside scene from time to time, and the master and apprentice had walked a short distance on this road.

"How many times have you secretly walked this way despite my prohibition on you?" Mingyue suddenly stopped, turned her back to Liu Feixu, and asked emotionlessly, "I haven't been here for many years, and there has been no change in this way." ”

Liu Feixu was stunned for a moment, then stopped and looked at the master blankly.

Mingyue turned around and said, "In the past two years, you have begged me many times to let you go down the mountain to practice, but I don't allow it." Today, you let the Xuanmen test and test qualifications with that kid, do you regret it in your heart? ”

Liu Feixu's eyes flashed, and a trace of sadness flashed from time to time, but in the end, he was firm and replied, "Master, I have no regrets. I ......"

"Smack!"

Liu Feixu covered his face and looked at the master blankly, his eyes gradually reddening.

"This slap is not you, it's my apprentice. That big disciple who has been following me since I was eight years old, well-behaved and intelligent! ”

Mingyue walked past Liu Feixu, stopped again, and said again: "Do you know that you want to inherit my mantle and be the next head of my Flowing Moon Sect!" ”

Liu Feixu's eyes turned even redder, and he turned to look at Master in surprise: "Master, I'm sorry." First Successor ...... Isn't it Senior Sister Bai, I'...... She's better suited than I am. ”

"She? Her pride is even greater than mine, and although her talent is good, she is afraid that she will fall deeper than you in the future. I never thought that she would inherit this position, and it would always be you. Mingyue said coldly.

"I just want to ...... Master, Fei Xu doesn't have the luxury of being the first seat of Liuyue, and he doesn't want to seek the name of the Seven Mysteries, he just wants to ......"

"I just want to find your wind, don't you!" Mingyue turned around, her eyes burning with anger, and stared at the disciple in front of her, "I just want to find your wind and don't look for it, right!" Have you ever wondered why he didn't come looking for you after two years? It is you who have entered the world and found him, and he still remembers you! ”

Mingyue sighed, turned around and walked towards the sect, but seemed to be powerless.

"When I was young, I was like you, and I walked this way. Seven mysteries, what are seven mysteries? If the wind is not found, if I tell you, you will not be so stupid...... Come back, your Senior Sister Bai and Senior Sister Lin's second round of exams will begin. ”

Mingyue walked away, but the words seemed to be talking to herself.

Liu Feixu looked at the master blankly, a horizontal tear, slowly flowed down, and murmured: "Master, the wind does not look for ......"

"You are the fifth test platform, come on stage and wait! Next! The old man who presided over the Xuanmen test said solemnly.

Zhang Mingxin held the small colored stone in his hand, thought about it, put the colored stone into his arms, and walked towards the fifth test platform.

The second round of smoking in the Xuanmen test is very simple, from a cyan cloth bag, smoke an ordinary colored stone, set the test table, and go up.

"In the first round of the Xuanmen test, one disciple was tested on the first test platform, and the rest of the test benches were all tested for two disciples. Those who do not sign after the time limit will be punished for canceling the test! Fat Dao was beside the old man, shouting loudly, and from time to time, another disciple came to draw the color stone.

In front of the fifth test platform, Zhang Mingxin looked at the iron chain, looked at the cloud test platform more than ten zhang away, gritted his teeth, took a few steps back, ran first and then jumped, shouted in the air, and landed on the fifth test platform.

Behind him, there was another burst of laughter: "Hey, he doesn't even climb the chain anymore, I came to see it." ”

Zhang Mingxin's face turned red, and he looked at the test bench, there was already a person standing, and the person listened to the voice, turned his head to look, and looked at each other.

"It's you!" Zhang Mingxin shouted.

On the man's face, a wry smile disappeared in an instant: "There is fate"

Fan followed the wind, standing with his back hand, the silver sword, but he didn't know where it was hidden.

The two were silent, and suddenly, their eyes looked at the wine jar in Zhang Mingxin's hand.

"Young people are addicted to alcohol, and it is not good to do so, so you should quit it." Fan said lightly with the wind.

Zhang Mingxin nodded, but the wine jar in his hand was always held, and there was nowhere to put it, and unconsciously, he had jumped onto the stage with it.

Walking to the edge of the test bench and putting down the wine can, Zhang Mingxin saw that Fan Suifeng no longer spoke, but just looked at the Sanqing Hall in the distance from the sea of clouds outside the stage, and Zhang Mingxin also learned the same and looked at the Sanqing Palace.

Before the trial was opened, the two of them seemed to be stupid, looking at the Sanqing Palace, but one was elegant and chic, and the other was really stupid.

There was a soft sound of "sand", as if someone had fallen, and the two immediately turned around, but they were startled.

He was not an elder, but a disciple.

The disciple's long hair fluttered, falling behind his knees, carrying two swords on his back, a pair of spiritual eyes, double pupils of different colors, blue on the left and blue on the right, after landing, he didn't look at the two of them, his eyes looked at the sea of clouds indifferently.

"With the thirteen disciples of the test, they are all on the test platform. Among them, there are two disciples each on the first, second, fourth, and sixth test platforms, and three disciples on the fifth test platform. In addition to the fifth test platform, two people will be tested, and the rest of the test bench will be tested by one person, and the victory will be won in one hour, and the test will be started! At this time, all the invigilators were standing on the iron pillars in front of each examination platform, and the fifth examination platform was still the same old man, who was announcing loudly.

The girl's right hand to the side, behind a white sword rolled by long silk shook, the long silk loose roll, wrapped around the girl's waist, the white sword floated, in the air like flowing water, fell next to the girl's hand, the girl held it, the phantom light sword, white light Dasheng.

Fan Suifeng's face changed color, Zhang Mingxin scratched his head, but said: "Three people, how to fight?" ”

The jade girl lowered the sword in her hand and said coldly: "You two, I will be defeated." ”

The two of them listened, and they were both stunned.

Fan Suifeng smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Sister Bai of the Liuyue Sect, there is indeed such a heroic spirit, my senior brother just told me, on the first test platform, Senior Sister Bai has one person and one sword, and the rest of the test disciples will be knocked down the sea of clouds, but it takes a moment, a stick of incense." ”

Zhang Mingxin was stunned and praised in his heart.

Fan Suifeng said again: "It's just that Senior Sister Bai is so arrogant, but she doesn't let others have a chance to show her skills?" ”

In response to the cumbersome wind, it is a girl's sword.

A huge white lightsaber, like a mountain, had already shot in front of Fan Suifeng when he finished the last word.

The white lightsaber, through the platform protection formation, fell into the sea of clouds, stirring up a large cloud of billowing smoke.

Fan Suifeng held the silver sword in his hand, and was already standing beside the white lightsaber, the sleeve in his hand was torn several times, and it flew in the wind, and Fan Suifeng's hand was in a cold sweat.

Just wanted to speak, another sword came, but it was slashed horizontally, a light curtain, cutting most of the test platform, Fan Suifeng's figure moved, floating in the air, quickly avoided.

The young man Zhang Mingxin was lying on the ground and dodged Bai Qingyao's sword.

Bai Qingyao raised his head and looked at Fan Suifeng in the air holding the sword, and the sword in his hand swung out again and again.

The white sword light, one after another, slashed towards Fan Suifeng.

Fan shook his head with the wind, and his sword was linked, facing the fencing light.

The silver sword collided with the white light, emitting a crisp sword sound.

The first touch, Fan frowned with the wind.

The second touch, Fan Suifeng's face flushed.

The third touch, Fan Suifeng frowned.

Fan Suifeng took the remaining few swords, and praised with a black face, "Senior Sister Bai is such a handsome sword!" Be proud of that. ”

Bai Qingyao withdrew the Phantom Light Sword in front of him, slowly raised the sword again, and then swung it again and again.

Fan Suifeng smiled bitterly: "Senior Sister Bai, don't raise your sword anymore, I'm not as good as you." ”

The girl's hand did not stop, and she still slowly raised her sword.

Fan Suifeng hurriedly said: "I accepted the intention of challenge, but I failed to pick up the battle, and that person let this little junior brother lose on stage." Since Senior Sister Bai doesn't let people stay on this stage, can I let me fight with this little junior brother, and after winning or losing, I will use my sword and send me down to the sea of clouds. ”

Bai Qingyao glanced at Zhang Mingxin, thought for a long time, slowly put down the Phantom Light Sword, and burst out of his mouth: "Hurry up." ”

Fan fell from the sky with the wind, his eyes sparkled, and he asked Bai Qingyao in disbelief, "The Three Realms are too empty?" ”

Bai Qingyao nodded lightly.

Fan Suifeng gasped, let out a long sigh, turned around and crossed the sword, and said to Zhang Mingxin: "Senior brothers said that you are the little junior brother of the Burial Sword Valley, and I don't know if you should be called that." ”

Zhang Mingxin saw Fan Suifeng suddenly turn around and ask, was stunned, and nodded again.

"When you tried it for the first time, you defeated Zhang Heng with your own strength."

Zhang Mingxin nodded, and shook his head again: "I don't know, yes or no, or he ......." ”

Fan Suifeng smiled: "His gun, although it is not an immortal weapon, is also a spiritual weapon, the tip of the spear, but the sword in your hand is split?" ”

Zhang Mingxin lowered his head and replied, "Yes, it was me who broke his blade." ”

"That's right." Fan Suifeng's face turned cold, "I don't say that I have a grudge with him, and I don't say that I must solve it on the first try, it's just that I am lazy by nature, and I accept his invitation to fight.

If I defeat you, I will be counted as victorious against him, and if I be defeated at your hand, I will be inferior to you. ”

Zhang Mingxin raised his head and looked at Fan Suifeng, but his eyes flickered, and it was actually a sense of expectation: "You want to fight me fairly, with me in your eyes?" ”

Fan Suifeng nodded: "What I tried just now, or if you and I are concentric, we can't beat Senior Sister Bai." I hope that I can fight with you, and I hope you will not misunderstand, and I will never deceive you. ”

Zhang Ming smiled innocently, pulled out the black sword, held it in his hand, the colorful light on the sword appeared, and the young man said loudly: "You are the first to look at me...... Opponent, I must, I will do my best. ”

Fan Suifeng watched and listened, lowered his head and smiled bitterly, and when he looked up, he was already solemn. Raising the sword in his hand, Fan Suifeng said lightly: "My surname is Fan Suifeng, this sword follows the shadow, and the swift follows the shadow, so it is named." ”

Zhang Mingxin looked at the black sword in his hand, thought about it, and said: "My surname is Zhang Mingxin, this is called the black sword, flat and without edge, used for chopping wood and wood." ”

The other two people on the stage suddenly shook, and the old man on the iron pillar looked at the black sword and frowned.

"If you can't control the sky, I won't control the sky, so it should be fair." Fan calmed down with the wind and said to Zhang Mingxin, "I'm here, little junior brother be careful." ”

Zhang Mingxin nodded.

Fan Suifeng is no longer in place.

On the side of Zhang Ming's heart and body, on his left arm, his clothes had been cut, and there was a thin wound, and blood was slowly flowing down. The young man was startled and hurriedly turned around, Fan Suifeng turned his back to Zhang Mingxin, holding the sword, and dripped blood down the tip of the sword.

Fan turned around slowly with the wind, his body did not turn around, Zhang Mingxin's eyes were filled with silver shadows, Zhang Mingxin raised his sword to block it, and the clothes on his chest had been cut.

The young man hurriedly retreated a few feet, Fan followed the wind and slowly walked step by step, stabbing with the shadow, and the thin sword qi cut through the young man's body in an instant.

"It's so fast, I can't dodge." Zhang Mingxin thought in surprise, his body dodged, the black sword in his hand struggled to resist, but there were more and more wounds on his body.

Fan stopped suddenly with the wind, Zhang Mingxin stepped on his feet, and the rear was already outside the test bench.