"Master, according to what you said, isn't this ancient sword forest accessible to anyone?Why ...... now" Zhang Yang remembered a very important matter, and hurriedly asked in a low voice. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes before, but because the mortality rate of exploring the Ancient Sword Forest was too high, and each Yuan Spirit, Yuan King, and Yuan Jun were all high-end combat power cultivated by the major sects, and the loss of one was something that the sects could not afford. Later, the Sword Pavilion formulated a rule: the Ancient Sword Forest is open once in a hundred years, and each time a martial artist enters must be a cultivator below the Yuan Master. That's why there is now a Sword Pavilion opening trial of the Sword Pavilion once every hundred years. ”

"So that's ......," Zhang Yang whispered to himself.

Leng Wufeng looked back at Zhang Yang and snorted lightly.

"Little guy, I've told you what to say and what not to say, go or not, you can make up your own mind!"

"Master, I have decided, the disciple is going to participate in this Sword Pavilion trial. ”

Zhang Yang's face was solemn, and he said respectfully to Leng Wufeng.

"Oh...... Deciding so quickly and not going back to think about it, this is not a child's play, and it is a life-threatening thing if you don't do it. Leng Wufeng raised his eyebrows lightly, although it was not an unexpected decision, but he still reminded a few words.

"Hehe, thank you for your concern, the dangerous disciples know about it, but the master has a life, and the disciple has to obey, and I think the master has a deep meaning for me to participate in this trial, and I will not let the disciple die for no reason. Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

"Little guy, I respect the teacher......" Leng Wufeng scolded with a smile, but the strong appreciation in it was overflowing.

Zhang Yang scratched his head and laughed dryly. Then I remembered what the old man had explained, and I couldn't help but feel bitter again.

"Alas, I really don't know what kind of drudgery the master arranged for me, let me, a newly advanced Yuanshi Realm martial arts cultivator, fight with those Heavenly Pride of the Great Yuanshi Realm, isn't this a sheep into the mouth of a tiger......"

Leng Wufeng heard Zhang Yang secretly slandering the young man on the side, and suddenly laughed, which made Zhang Yang really startled.

"The young man deserves to be the young elder! If you talk about the understanding of you in the Sword Pavilion, there is really no one who can stand out from the young and the old. Qing Lao has long known that you will complain, so let me tell you: Little one, since you have that thing, what are you afraid of?

Zhang Yang was stunned, "That thing?"

Then it suddenly dawned on me that what Qing Lao was talking about should be his own spiritual power.

Indeed, for oneself with spiritual power, all movements within a radius of a hundred zhang will not escape their own perception, as long as they deal with it carefully and don't fall into some certain mortal situations, it is more than enough to save their lives.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's face immediately put on a somewhat mysterious smile.

Leng Wufeng always paid attention to Zhang Yang's expression, to be honest, he himself was very curious about the "that thing" mentioned by Qing Lao, what was the existence that made Qing Lao feel at ease that a small Yuan Shi Realm martial artist went to the Ancient Sword Forest, you must know that in that place, even Yuan Wang Yuanjun had fallen several times.

Sure enough, seeing Zhang Yang mention "that thing", he immediately became energetic and confident, judging the two of them from the worried look just now, Leng Wufeng's curiosity soared again, but due to the huge difference between his identity and Zhang Yang's status, it was inconvenient for him to ask, but he still opened his mouth to encourage a few words.

"Little guy, since you are fighting on behalf of the sword spirit this time, you can come to the limelight of our sword spirit, and let the martial cultivators of other sects see that our sword pavilion is still the one who holds the bull's ear in this continent. Hehe, I heard that some time ago, there was a little guy who successfully killed a martial artist of the Great Yuan Realm in the Transformation Realm, and I'm afraid it won't disappoint me this time......"

Hearing Leng Wufeng talk about killing Zhu Fei, Zhang Yang wisely chose to shut up, and just smiled wryly.

After returning to his residence, Zhang Yang did not rush to cultivate, but sank his mind into his inheritance jade plaque and checked the things there.

In fact, there are no precious things on Zhang Yang's body, the most precious thing is the untouchable withered vine, and the two bottles of pills given by the old man when he left, and now there are only four left, as for the broken book that records the Eight Dragon Array, it has been ignored by Zhang Yang a long time ago.

"Since you are going to participate in the Sword Pavilion trial, then this pill can no longer be saved, so let's cultivate your own state to the best......"

Zhang Yang didn't dare to delay and took out a recovery pill. The white elixir was moist and jade, and as soon as the jade bottle came out, it immediately exuded a faint fragrance, Zhang Yang took a deep breath of the aroma, and suddenly felt refreshed. Then he no longer hesitated, raised his head and opened his mouth to swallow the pill, and then sat down and meditated quietly.

The next day, the sun was shining and the sky was clear. The entire Sword Mountain is also shrouded in a circle of colorful morning glow.

Today's Sword Pavilion is particularly solemn and lively, all the Sword Pavilion disciples have changed into brand new white sword uniforms, with high sideburns and long swords on their backs, with an ancient martial arts style. From a distance, tens of millions of people are dressed in the same attire, showing the coquettishness of the Sword Pavilion leading a domain.

Up and down the Sword Pavilion, inside and out, three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, the security is extremely strict, and there are sword spirit squads patrolling back and forth, which can not be described as strict.

With a "squeak", Zhang Yang opened the door and walked out in the warm morning sunshine.

Slowly stretched his waist, the bones of his whole body "snapped", and at the same time, small fluctuations of vitality flashed around his body, causing the distortion and refraction of spatial light, which had a strange beauty.

After a moment, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, and a confident smile swept the corners of his mouth.

"Looks like we're about to start...... I'm going to experience a life-and-death struggle again, I hope this ancient sword forest won't let me down!"

Zhang Yang chuckled, and suddenly his figure burst out, and he swept forward like a roc spreading its wings, leaving an afterimage of the Dao.

At the sword spirit place, thousands of sword qi are lined up. The strong are like white rainbows running through the sun, and the slightly weaker are also monopolizing an area, standing proudly against the wind.

Zhang Yang saw the ten thousand swords of the sword spirit in the distance, the ten million swords of Tian Xin, and the ten million strongest swords of the Sword Pavilion.

A substantial sword intent rushed to his face, sharp and domineering, like a bath in blood, and the killing intent was amazing.

Suddenly, a hot current erupted from his chest, instantly hitting his whole body. Zhang Yang's whole body vitality suddenly operated on its own, and the vitality vortex in the dantian qi sea rotated at high speed, and streams of extremely pure vitality erupted from it, dispersing towards Zhang Yang's body.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but look up to the sky and roared, and a red Yuan Qi sword rose into the sky, echoing with thousands of swords in the distance.

"Buzz ......"

A sword roar suddenly came out of thin air from the inheritance jade plate, making the Yuan Qi Sword a little more agile and condensed.

Zhang Yang flickered a few times, and he was already standing on the Sword Spirit Square, finding an uninhabited area to quietly close his eyes and recuperate. The other sword spirit disciples around were also a blank space for each person, not disturbing each other, standing or sitting, feeling the supreme artistic conception of the moment.

"Knock! knock!"

Three long bells rang from his mouth. Everyone was shocked, and they all stood up, their faces solemn.

"The Sword Spirit disciples listened to the order, except for those who participated in this trial, everyone else immediately rushed to Sword Mountain, where the old man was waiting for you......"

An old voice suddenly came from high in the sky, grand and clear, it was the sword spirit master Leng Wufeng.

All the sword spirit disciples were ordered, like birds scattered, and thousands of people disappeared without a trace in a moment. Only seven people were left on the field, including Zhang Yang.

"The seven of you represent the Sword Pavilion to participate in the trial this time, and you still need to go all out to not fall into the prestige of our Sword Pavilion. Of course, the safety of life comes first, little ones, you are so good to do it......"

At this time, another voice that was slightly younger than the Sword Spirit Master, Leng Wufeng, sounded. Listening to the timbre, it looks like a middle-aged man who has just passed the age of standing, but the majesty between the words is fully revealed, and when he listens to it, he is a high-level Sword Pavilion who has been in the top position for a long time.

Zhang Yang didn't know about this voice, but that didn't mean that no one knew. Just as he was showing his doubts, he saw a handsome young man in the field suddenly clasp his fists and salute high in the air after hearing the sound.

"Obey the Lord's order!"

"Pavilion Master?" Zhang Yang was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly saluted respectfully with the others.

After a long time, there was no sound in the air, and the handsome young man was already standing with his hands tied. It seemed that this Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master, who was famous in the entire continent, was just a simple instruction to them.

Zhang Yang and the seven waited there quietly, and no one spoke to each other. Everyone knows what is going to happen next, so they are secretly accumulating strength for later use.