Back at his residence, Xu Chen still cultivated silently.

The Vientiane Illusion Mirror is only open once a month, and the next time you want to go in, you have to wait a month later, during which I have to wait silently.

I don't know the years in my cultivation.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Xu Chen woke up from his cultivation, counted the time, and sighed silently.

"Half a month of penance cultivation has only risen a little, it can be regarded as the peak of the True Immortal Perfection Realm, if you want to break through to the Heavenly Immortal, you have to accumulate a large amount of Immortal Yuan, according to this cultivation, it will take at least a few years to save enough to break through. ”

He stood up and gave up this penance, he felt that the cultivation of normal people was becoming more and more unsuitable for him.

"With such a large sect, there should be more than one cultivation holy land. ”

Xu Chen went out to find the holy land of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"Sword Yin Palace, what is this?"

Stopping outside the door of a large hall, Xu Chen asked the person next to him.

When others saw that it was him, they all smiled: "It's the little junior brother, this sword hall is very peculiar, it is a place to refine the foundation swordsmanship of our sect, the three thousand eight hundred style of the Qing Emperor Sword of the Chaozong, the more you cast, the louder the sword chant." ”

"Hmm. Xu Chen nodded and motioned for him to continue, what is the use of the sound of the sword?

"The louder this sword groan, the stronger the immortal qi emitted from the hall, but at least a thousand or more styles must be cast to make the hall release immortal qi, and it is generally necessary for Jin Immortal and Da Luo Immortal to do it, but they are not short of these immortal qi, and over time, this place will become a place for ordinary disciples to confirm their respective swordsmanship. ”

"Let's have a rule, whoever has the loudest sword groan in a day can designate the person with the lowest sword groan to do one thing for free, hehe, it's a small gamble in our private. ”

End of the long introduction.

Xu Chen couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

Isn't this a set of swordsmanship that he gave to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect five hundred years ago? It was originally called the Chaoyuan Qinglian Sword, which is a set of immortal-level swordsmanship, which is the most suitable for laying a foundation for people, but it was later renamed the Chaozong Qingdi Sword by the Wanjian Sect.

"I'll try. Xu Chen said and stepped forward.

The others were amused: "Little junior brother, you have only been here for half a month, have you learned the sword of Emperor Qing of Chaozong? If the sword groans are the smallest, you have to do one thing for free." ”

"I think you're going to say goodbye, junior brother, this group of people is very dark-hearted, maybe you should do something. ”

"Hehe, little junior brother, don't worry, if it were me, I would definitely take care of you, just let you listen to me play the piano for a month. ”

"Phew, your piano dog vomits when he hears it, and people will die when they hear it, and you let the little junior brother listen to it for a month! ”

The crowd was in turmoil.

Xu Chen smiled silently, then removed his expression and walked towards the main hall: "I'll try." ”

"I really want to try, there is a sword mark in this hall, it is rumored that it is the former master of our Ten Thousand Sword Sect, left by the old man of the Green Emperor back then, which condenses all the mysteries of the Qing Emperor Sword of the Chaozong Dynasty, and is specially used to help the disciples of the sect to cultivate, if you don't do it right or have any problems, you will be suppressed by this sword mark, it is very painful." ”

Someone immediately reminded you.

Xu Chen's eyes lit up, right, what the Qing Emperor left back then, isn't that the sword mark he left behind?

Didn't say much.

Xu Chen pushed the door in, and when he walked in, all the dissuasion sounds outside disappeared, and when he looked back, he could only see the mouths of the people outside moving, but he couldn't hear the sound.

There is also a formation enchantment in this hall.

Without thinking much about it, he closed the door and looked towards the hall.

The main hall is unremarkable, it is a very wide hall, all around except for the foundation pillars are empty, in the front, there is a stone tablet is extremely eye-catching.

This stele is placed on the long table, very large, like a hill, and there is a sword mark on the stele, the sword mark is neither deep nor shallow, it looks ordinary, but the more you look at it, the more strange it feels, as if the sword mark is getting bigger, turning into an abyss, to suck people into.

"Indeed...... It's what I left behind. ”

When Xu Chen saw this sword mark, his heart moved slightly, and his expression became a little deeper.

When leaving this sword mark, he was more high-spirited at the beginning, it was the era when the Qing Emperor was a sole ruler, everything in the world belonged to him, and a sword mark left by himself could be worshiped by others for hundreds of years.

And look at the present.

Xu Chen felt embarrassed, everything at the beginning was like the past, dissipated, and now he was standing in front of everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who worshiped him, but they couldn't recognize themselves, they didn't know that they were their Qingdi ancestor, they only regarded themselves as their junior disciples.

He stood in front of this sword mark, feeling the breath in the sword mark, as if across time and space, his self five hundred years ago was looking at himself five hundred years later, and everything that happened and changed in it turned into a thick sigh.

"Chaoyuan Qinglian Sword. ”

Strive.

Xu Chen drew his sword.

Feeling the familiar breath in the sword marks, he performed a set of swordsmanship, the swordsmanship is mysterious, like an endless mountain, and like a long and boundless sea of suffering, everything is contained in this sword.

There are 3,800 sword moves, ordinary people can't reach 1,000, core geniuses can't reach 2,000, sect elders can't reach 3,000, even if the sect leader is the strongest, he can't achieve a perfect interpretation of 3,800 styles in this hall.

Because of the suppression of sword marks and the correction of the Green Emperor, no one can be perfect.

Outside.

Outside the main hall, many people looked at the main hall with hippie smiles, and through the shadow of the window, they could vaguely see a figure practicing swords.

"Little junior brother has started, let's make a bet, I bet that the little junior brother can pass a hundred moves and press a hundred immortal stones. ”

"How do you bet on it? over 100 or not more than 100?"

"That's right, it's hard to block a thousand. ”

"Okay, I'll bet, I can't bet a hundred moves. ”

"I can't bet on a hundred moves, the junior brother is too late to join the sect, even if this set of swordsmanship is cultivated as soon as he enters the sect, it is impossible to master a hundred moves. ”

The voice fell.

Just fell.

"Buzz!"

In the sky above the Sword Yin Palace, a huge vertical sword-shaped ancient bell rang, and as soon as the sound sounded, the people outside the hall were all stunned for a moment.

"Is this ringing?"

"When the bell rings, at least a hundred moves have passed!"

"One hundred moves, let's bet that this will determine the winner?!"

Everyone did not believe in evil and looked into the hall, through the shadow of the window, only to see a person practicing the sword inside, the shape is like flowing water, the sword light is shining, a move and a style seem to be a natural cast, one move after another, one move is faster than one move, one move is faster than one move, one move falls after the three moves have changed, the sword is indecisive, like blue lotus petals, one after another blooms......

"Buzz ......"

In the main hall, the sound of sword groaning became louder and louder, and gradually the sound shook the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

The people outside the hall were all stunned, looking at Xu Chen inside in a daze, and muttered: "Impossible, five hundred moves have passed in an instant, and the flow of clouds and water is effortless, this is to go straight to a thousand moves?"

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