Big Snow Mountain, Snow Mountain Pie.

Although the Snow Mountain Sect was founded at the beginning, it was only a third-rate small sect. However, now it is one of the top ten well-known sects in the Eastern Continent.

It is said that Huang Jianguo was blessed by the god of the Great Snow Mountain when he was young, and he advanced by leaps and bounds in both cultivation and commander rank, especially when he learned to go down the mountain and began to wander on the Xuanwu grassland, he ushered in a period of cultivation and the outbreak of power.

In the end, as his name suggests, Huang Jianguo really established his own country in the Xuanwu Grassland, and was known as the Condor Khan, becoming one of the famous princes on the Eastern Continent.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Huang Jianguo made the Snow Mountain Sect the state religion, and with his support, the Snow Mountain Sect developed rapidly, gradually becoming one of the largest sects in the Xuanwu Grassland, and also occupied a place in the non-princely organizations of the Eastern Continent.

However, what is puzzling is that although Huang Jianguo has been sparing no effort to support the Snow Mountain Sect, he has never stepped into the Snow Mountain Sect since Yicheng came down the mountain, as if there is some kind of flood beast here.

Despite this, the Snow Mountain Sect still regarded Huang Jianguo as the pride of the Snow Mountain Sect, and spared no effort to publicize his deeds to them when recruiting disciples.

Late at night, the snow-capped mountains send back mountains.

It was a sunny day, the bright moon hanging high illuminated the scenery of the back mountain of the snow mountain faction, and the cold pool of the back mountain shone with sparkling light, adding a bit of tranquility to this place.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy next to Hantan slowly collected his breath, and a long white gas spit out from his mouth, like an immortal spitting mist.

It's not that there is anything strange about the boy, it's just that it's too cold outside late at night.

This clear-eyed young man is called Zhang Fan, and he is a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect. Now most of the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect have begun to rest, and he has secretly gone to the back mountain to practice swords.

Like most of the sects on the Eastern Continent, the Snow Mountain Sect also teaches the way of witchcraft, although they still follow the realm grading from the wizarding world, but in essence, they have embarked on a very special branch.

Even the nature of the magic power in their bodies has undergone subtle changes, turning into a true element that can support the general use of witchcraft and martial arts. It's just that the effect of using witchcraft has been reduced correspondingly, only about 90%, but it has also greatly enhanced melee and survivability.

This is exactly the most suitable situation for the plane battlefield, which has been explored and improved by generations of pioneers in the environment of thousands of years of survival of the fittest.

For the way of witch martial arts, it is very important to choose a weapon, Zhang Fan, like most disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, he learns swords!

In fact, most of the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect learned swords, because Huang Jianguo learned swords, which is the so-called idol effect.

After finishing the work, Zhang Fan was stunned at Hantan, and after a long time, he sighed and said to himself: "Today is the day when the Snow Mountain Sect recruits disciples again. It's been three years, and it's been three years since I came to the Snow Mountain Sect, but I'm still stuck in the realm of a higher apprentice and haven't broken through for a long time, and it's the year-end evaluation in another month, if I can't break through at that time, I will be expelled from the Snow Mountain Sect or demoted to a miscellaneous disciple......"

Thinking that those disciples who were at the same time as him had broken through the bronze realm, Zhang Fan's heart was extremely melancholy, he obviously worked harder than all of them, but he was walking behind everyone.

The breakthrough of the Bronze Realm of the Witch Martial Arts in the Plane Battlefield is different from that of the Astral Wizards, this does not need to experience the soul illusion, but it requires a preliminary comprehension of the artistic conception of the martial arts.

The sword has sword intent, the knife has sword intent, the gun has gun intent, and even the bare hands have the intent to fight. Of course, the breakthrough of the bronze level does not need to comprehend such a high-end thing, like Zhang Fan, he only needs to comprehend the rudiments of sword intent.

Zhang Fan's spiritual power and the true element in his body had already reached the requirements, but he was slow to comprehend the rudiments of sword intent.

Generally speaking, sword learners with a certain talent have been with the sword day and night for three years, and it is generally not a problem to realize the rudiments of sword intent. He practiced swords harder than others, but before he had comprehended the rudiments of sword intent, Zhang Fan's talent had to be doubted.

In fact, in the first two years, it was precisely because he was afraid that others would suspect that he was not talented, that Zhang Fan found this cold pool in the back mountain and secretly practiced alone.

But when the disciples of the same period have all broken through one by one, only he has not broken through, his talent is as difficult to hide as a firefly in the night. In this way, Zhang Fan no longer had scruples, and began to practice day and night.

However, it had little effect.

Although his classmates now seem to be cheering and encouraging him, the unconcealed disdain and mocking eyes of some people still make Zhang Fan feel very uncomfortable, and he vows to break through the realm in the last time and stay in the outer gate!

Zhang Fan was silent for a while, looked at the sky, and felt that he should go back to rest, and he would have to get up early tomorrow to continue practicing swords, if he didn't rest well, the efficiency would become very low.

When he was about to turn around and go back, Zhang Fan suddenly saw a flash of light in the center of the lake out of the corner of his eyes!

Zhang Fan's movements paused, and he turned around to look at the angle just now, and saw the unusual flash again.

His long-term sword training career in Hantan has made him very familiar with every grass and tree here, and Zhang Fan knows that it is by no means the light and shadow of the moon that is reflected.

What is that? Vaguely looking like a sword?

Zhang Fan couldn't help but think of all kinds of miraculous legends about the Great Snow Mountain, and remembered the rumored story that Huang Jianguo was blessed by the god of the Snow Mountain. A hint of hope flashed across his tired face.

Can such a good thing really come to me?

Even if it was a 1 in 10,000 possibility, it was enough for Zhang Fan to come forward and take a look, he didn't even think about it, he dragged his shirt and plunged into the lake, of course, at this time he still didn't forget to bring his sword!

The icy cold pool made Zhang Fan shiver, but this couldn't hide the heat in Zhang Fan's heart. In the lake, he finally saw clearly through the moonlight, and it was really a sword!

It was a strange shape that he had never seen before, but it did not prevent Zhang Fan from judging that it was a sword, because he could clearly feel a little strange aura coming from the sword.

That kind of aura was very familiar to him, and it was the sword intent he had dreamed of!

As long as he got close to feeling it, even if it was an hour, he could definitely comprehend the rudiments of the sword intent and advance to the bronze rank.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan was excited, and swam towards the sword shadow with a look of ecstasy......

At the same time, a strange spiritual fluctuation in the shadow of the sword sounded secretly: "ON BABY......!

"This time, we must be steady, if the plan is not successful, Lao Tzu will really become a monkey. “

"Paralysis, Huang Jianguo, you were just a super precarious wanderer, and Lao Tzu gave you such a positive name. I worked hard to train you, the white-eyed wolf who crossed the river and demolished the bridge, actually dared to deceive the fraudsters, Lao Tzu is not finished with you!"