Lingchuan's division is located in Junding Mountain in the west of Huaxia, usually sparsely populated, it can be seen how ancient martial arts are lonely in this era of advocating science and technology, in the past when ancient martial arts were at its peak, every corner of Junding Mountain was full of people, and even a small mountain tip, there were people sitting on it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Second Senior Brother, you're back!" A surprised voice came from behind the mountain gate, and then a little girl of about seventeen or eighteen jumped out, looking delicate and cute, it was Ling Chuan's junior sister Qian Yurou.

Although Yurou's sister has a soft word in her name, she is obviously not a beautiful person, she likes to dance with knives and sticks, and because of this, she worshiped under Nangong Jimen, which can make the old man happy for a long time.

When Ling Chuan entered the mountain gate, he was greeted by a boulder tens of meters high, on which several big characters were engraved like a ghostly axe: Heavenly Sword Sect, the font opened and closed widely, magnificent, just looking at the past, there was an illusion of admiration.

Ling Chuan shook his head and sighed, in the heyday of ancient martial arts, a sect usually had hundreds of people, and the Heavenly Sword Sect was even the best, with about a thousand people, but now, with the master Nangong Ji, there were only six people, in contrast, the tragic situation of the depression can be seen.

Continuing to walk forward, there is a spring that is about to dry up, which is usually rarely taken care of, and several disciples Nangong Ji are raised like treasures, and they are not allowed to do these rough things.

"Second senior brother, it's not easy, I really won the championship, haha, I deserve to be a senior brother. Yurou was overjoyed, as if she had won the championship herself.

"You. Ling Chuan patted her head, and under the latter's dissatisfied gaze, he smiled: "Competitive like a boy all day long, so that boy dares to marry you." ”

"Hmph, if you don't marry, you won't marry. Qian Yurou pouted: "Improving the sword technique, reaching the realm of the sword god is my ultimate goal!" Speaking of this, her little face suddenly turned red: "If you want to marry, you must marry someone whose strength is not weaker than that of the master." “

Ling Chuan covered his forehead, the little junior sister is too strong, she doesn't look like a girl at all, she can't be weaker than the master, my God, it's rare to see someone stronger than the master in this world.

As the two spoke, they walked into a mansion, where two Tsing Yi disciples were already waiting.

"Second Senior Brother, you're back. The two said in unison.

"Qingxuan, Aoba, you have to study hard. Ling Chuan asked.

"Of course there is, senior brother, don't worry. "Qing Xuan and Qing Ye have a look of respect, Ling Chuan is extremely talented, even if he is the senior brother Xiang Feiyun who cultivates hard, he is not as good as his progress, and he is not as old-fashioned as Xiang Yunfei, Ling Chuan is more casual and willing to joke, so Qing Xuan Qingye also likes Ling Chuan more.

The two of them are orphans that Nangong Ji inadvertently picked up in the nameless mountain stream, they look quite similar, they think they are a pair of brothers, they were adopted by Nangong Ji, given a name, and followed him to learn ancient martial arts.

"That's good, senior brother, I'll talk to you after a while to see if you have made a little progress. ”

"Ah......" The two immediately made a bitter face, Ling Chuan is a monarch-level ancient martial artist, they are chivalrous-level, every time they fight, the two of them are completely abused by blood, making their noses blue and their faces swollen.

"Hee-hee. Seeing the wrinkled little faces of Qingxuan and Qingye, Qian Yurou couldn't help but be happy.

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Ling Chuan walked into Nangong Ji's house, which was a small bamboo building, backed by mountains and water, quiet and quiet, and a rural atmosphere came to his face.

"Master, I'm back, and the disciple lived up to expectations and won the championship of the competition. Ling Chuan bowed.

Nangong Ji nodded, he was still very satisfied with Ling Chuan's disciple, and said with a smile: "Ah Chuan, you did a good job. ”

I'm also for my third leg, Ling Chuan said secretly, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Ah Chuan, your victory this time will definitely add a lot of fresh blood to our ancient martial arts world, which is of great significance, so the master has decided to give you a reward as a reward. ”

"Reward?" Ling Chuan frowned, thinking that with his master's personality, he was afraid that it would be something strange.

Could it be a 0-inflatable doll?

He hurriedly shook his head, the inflatable doll given by the master, can it still be used, the ancient martial arts have withered to this day, and he probably doesn't have much spare money for the old man, and the 'things' he buys are only 1 or 200 yuan at most, and Ling Chuan will not ask for this kind of cheap goods at all.

Nangong Ji didn't care about Ling Chuan, who was shaking his head, and said solemnly: "You are now a monarch-level ancient martial artist, with such progress, I'm afraid that within three years, you will be promoted to the venerable level, and it's time for you to get that knife back." “

Ling Chuan was taken aback, and said, "Master, what are you talking about...... Black Moon Knife of Tempest Cliffs"

Nangong Ji nodded: "That's right, it is that knife, the teacher is a saint-level ancient martial artist, and he has missed this opportunity, and the Black Moon Knife, as the inheritance of my faction, must be the nameplate of the monarch level and the sect to be able to get the Black Moon Knife smoothly without being affected by the Wind Cliff." “

Ling Chuan nodded, the Black Moon Knife, about five feet long, the handle and blade of the knife are as black as ink, extremely sharp, according to legend, thousands of years ago it was left by the masters of the sect, in order to prevent the sect from being lost, deliberately stayed in the Tempest Cliff, but also in order to prevent it from being too simple, so that the disciples of the sect are too slack, various tests have been set up, and if you are not careful, you will have this precious opportunity.

"I used to have that knife, and I had every chance to get it! It's hateful, an enemy even wants to stop me despite the danger of the Wind Cliff, if it weren't for this, where would the Black Moon Knife endure such loneliness in the Wind Cliff. Speaking of which, Nangong Ji's face was full of loss, the Black Wind Knife was of little significance to him now, but as the most qualified disciple at that time, he was given high hopes, and it was his regret that he did not get the Black Moon Knife.

"Enemy, master, who is he?" Ling Chuan's eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of murderous intent.

Nangong Ji was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Oh, I killed you." ”

Ling Chuan was speechless for a moment, his master usually looked disrespectful to the old, but there was no room for sand in his eyes, and it was definitely not his character to spoil such a good opportunity for him, and to ignore it.

As the inheritance weapon of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Black Moon Knife can only be obtained by the best disciples of each generation, and the master was very talented at the time, but he did not get the Black Moon Knife, which has to be said to be a pity and shame, and it is good not to dismantle the enemy.

Nangong Ji shook his head, dissipated these bad memories, and said solemnly to Ling Chuan: "Ah Chuan, your qualifications are the best among your senior brothers, so the Black Moon Knife, you are the most qualified to get it, it can safely accompany you to the holy level, if it is at that time, the teacher will give you the most precious treasure knife in this sect, and now, the Black Moon Knife is your goal, go, child." ”

"Yes, master!" Ling Chuan nodded.

As a inheritance weapon, the Black Moon Knife will lose its effect when it reaches the holy level, and at that time, the inheritor of the Black Moon Knife will once again put the knife in the Tempest Cliff and pass it on from generation to generation.

Therefore, the Black Moon Knife, as an excellent weapon, was of great significance, and Ling Chuan had to get it.