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At the beginning, he painstakingly hid his strength, mainly in order to enter the sect smoothly, as a disciple of a generation of Sword Saints, Zhuo Zangfeng naturally understood very well that the Heavenly Sword Sect was extremely strict in accepting disciples, even if it was a disciple of the outer sect who was self-defeating, he would never be allowed to be contaminated with the exercises of other sects.

The main reason is that the Heavenly Sword Sect is unique in the way of the sword, and it only needs to be exposed to the authentic basic sword technique from the beginning to reach the peak of the sword realm cultivation.

This is also the reason why Duan Qianhua never taught Zhuo Zangfeng's swordsmanship.

This proud great sword god for the ages, since he met the young Zhuo Zangfeng, he has been playing a big game of chess.

In his heart, if it is a kendo path, only Meng Taixu convinces him, and he also understands that his swordsmanship is too strong and not suitable for people with the body of a kendo immortal to cultivate.

After living for nearly two hundred years, Duan Qianhua has long understood that the cultivation of the world, the high and low of the sword, is not to witness invincibility by killing, but to cultivate one's self-cultivation, integrate the body, spirit, and will, become natural, and fit with the heavens.

Undoubtedly, Meng Taixu is such a sword dao saint.

From blaming the old monster for not passing on his swordsmanship at the beginning, and later going through a series of tribulations, Zhuo Zangfeng gradually understood that the great sword god who had hidden in the dragon domain was painstakingly lonely.

"He didn't think about himself, but he never said it. ”

"Master, I must see you as soon as possible, only you can take me to the Dragon Domain to find the old monster......"

On that day, Zhuo Zangfeng looked at Dan Dingfeng, thought of His Royal Highness Yueyue who was recuperating from his injuries, thought of the respectable and lovely master, and decided that he couldn't endure it any longer.

Although the two previous incidents were small, they also brought him a great shock, and played a role in fueling his sudden determination not to hide his strength anymore.

The first thing is that I once wanted to secretly go up the mountain to see Yueyue, and by the way to see if the master was on the peak.

However, that hateful Heaven Splitter, the divine beast that Duan Qianhua called a rhinoceros girl intercepted him like a roadblock, and although he tried his best, he failed to subdue this divine beast.

Listening to the senior brothers, it should not be difficult to become a disciple of the stars and learn more advanced swordsmanship, and deal with the Heaven Splitter.

Another thing is that at the outer disciples, seeing the shortage of pills, thinking of the Qingyun Bang archery competition, the silver taels he won, if he repeats the old trick at this time, he will definitely be a great success.

These things came together, prompting him to make up his mind to crack the Dragon Sword Formation as soon as possible.

After some pretended calculations, he even ran to the statue of the Sanqing Gods to burn incense and make a wish, and the speed of transmission of this matter was like the green smoke that repeatedly came out, and the entire Heavenly Sword Sect disciples knew about it in an instant.

The Nakshatra disciples thought that this was the funniest and most boring thing in the Heavenly Sword Sect, so no one participated.

Although the outer disciple knew that the worst junior disciple of the sect could not crack the sword formation, he couldn't stop caring and wanted to come over to shout and cheer, but unfortunately his qualifications were not enough, so he could only sit in front of the outer gate hall and wait for the news from there.

Only the inner disciples were elated, as if they were celebrating a festival, and they surrounded the little junior disciples and came to the altar of the Sword Trial Peak.

This is the altar that was promoted to the inner disciple at the beginning, and if some disciples want to crack the sword formation, they need to communicate to the elders in advance, and the seven elders take turns to arrange the sword formation.

The worst junior brother of the Heavenly Sword Sect wants to crack the sword formation, and there is already a senior brother who knows it, and the other elders think that this is nonsense, and no one pays attention to it.

But when Wang Shanyang heard it, he touched the three sheep's beards and agreed without saying a word.

In his heart, he always thought that he owed this little guy a favor.

The original stay, into a pillar, knowing that persuasion is ineffective, turned to decisive support.

The other inner sect senior brothers all stood on one side, waiting for the elder to set up the sword formation.

Wang Shanyang squatted in the middle of the altar, closed his eyes and lowered his head, his palms were folded, and boundless vitality condensed in his palms. When this Great Grandmaster Realm cultivator was released, if he looked closely, that Yuan Qi turned out to be countless sword qi.

Then, in accordance with the principle of the five elements of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and the mutual restraint of yin and yang, he carefully swiped the sword qi in his palm onto the altar.

"Snort!"

The calm heaven and earth suddenly roared with a sword, and at the same time, the golden light on the altar was shining, Wang Shanyang jumped up, grabbed Zhuo Zangfeng's back when he fell, and said, "Go up!"

When this elder's feet landed on the ground, the worst junior disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect was already standing on the altar in a daze.

Before his body could stand firmly, Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he instantly came to a dark world where he could not see ignorance.

The sword light on the altar fell with his body, like a meteor falling into the sky.

At this time, above the altar, it has long been restored to its original state.

"The little junior brother has entered the secret realm. ”

Someone whispered: "I hope he doesn't faint......"

Wang Shanyang set up the sword array, and sat on the side to concentrate on the trouble, his divine sense had already entered the secret realm, and he could investigate every move of the disciples who cracked the sword array at any time, and once there was danger, he would recall his vitality at any time.

The Dragon Sword Array is guided by the vitality of the cultivator, and the sword light aura accumulated in the magical altar is used as gunpowder, and is arranged according to the principle of yin and yang, and swordsmanship is one positive and one is reversed.

Half man-made, half providential.

In the boundless darkness, Zhuo Zangfeng looked up at the sky.

The altar, which was originally limited in space, sank like an endless starry sky.

He didn't move, and he couldn't even breathe.

Exhale turbid air and inhale clear air, which is very clear and very slight.

The sword is on the waist, it is the Qingfeng Dao Sword of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the hilt of the sword is held in his hand, as if he has grasped the ethereal dragon soul spirit.

At this moment, what flashed in his eyes was by no means the innocent and playful light that was not in the sect, but the fierce color that could illuminate all things.

The divine consciousness worked silently, and the space was silent, and there seemed to be a faint white light flickering overhead.

He knew that it was an illusion, that it was the obsession of the martial artists in the world, and the more he paid attention, the more troubled he became.

I didn't dare to take the sword easily, because once the sword qi leaked out, the Dragon Sword Formation would be in full swing.

Like a gloomy dark cloud, a single bolt of lightning can cause a downpour.

Elder Wang Shanyang, who was concentrating on the operation of his divine sense, couldn't help but feel moved, how could this young man enter the secret realm, and it was like a different person?

In order to relieve the tension, Yuan Liuliu greeted several senior brothers.

"Senior brothers, have you brought all the elixirs for the little junior brother to crack the sword formation?"

"I can't forget it!"

The inner disciples dealt with it at will, and many of them were using their divine senses, hoping to rush into the secret realm and observe the situation inside the sword array.

However, their cultivation was too low, and their divine consciousness ran above the altar, so they could not descend, and they repeatedly improved their vitality, but they were all blocked by the golden gossip yin and yang diagram on the altar.

Even if he is the highest cultivator, his divine sense can only extend a distance of less than a foot downward, and a dark sky is reflected in the sea of consciousness, leaving the sound of whirring wind in his ears.

Zhuo Zangfeng stood in the darkness, easily opening the five fingers that held the hilt of his sword, and then clenched suddenly. (To be continued.) )