"Qingshan's cultivation method has indeed been too spoiled for new disciples over the years, but I'm afraid that the words of the head of the sect are not enough to warn these old stubborns, and a few disciples on the side of the Humble Peak will definitely have people from the rest of the peaks to come into contact, after all, the disciples who hold the inheritance sword weapon can arbitrarily choose Elder Qingshan as their teacher and become the personal inheritance of the peak. ”

On the side of the Sword Ridge, where Qingshan Dana had left most of it, the Great Elder Qingshan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to Lingzi and said.

"It doesn't matter, since this seat has said that it will change the cultivation method, then naturally it will not be a joke, there have been some changes on the battlefield side of the underworld recently, and there should be another dispute in two years at most, no matter which peak they are in, at that time, these disciples have already entered the middle three realms, and at that time, this seat will take them to the underworld battlefield to really experience it. ”

"The battlefield of the underworld? ”

As soon as the words of the Lingzi period fell, Rao is the calm character of the Great Elder Qingshan, and there was a little surprise in his calm eyes.

"This matter is a later story for the time being, this time the northern battlefield line, this seat found that there are indeed a few real Tianjiao on the side of the demon clan, and this time Qingshan Chengjian has seven inheritance sword weapons in a row, and there are talented people such as Jian Yun and Luo Yatou who have appeared one after another, the great world has come, and I want to come to the Zhongsheng Building and Daxia side have already been aware, so there will be so many actions recently. ”

"That's true, but whenever the great world comes, there will always be an eye of the wind as the core, thousands of years ago, Yuefu took advantage of the situation, and the Fang family took the Sword King City to become the world's first martial arts master, this time the world's martial arts are revived, and I don't know that there is a force that will take advantage of the situation.

In addition, the old man wants to know who the younger generation of Qingshan thinks will be the head of the sword?"

Moving his gaze from the Sword Ridge to the clouds and mist beyond the green mountains, the Qingshan Sect Leader and the Great Elder slowly rose up on the wind, let the sword qi fill their sleeves, and began to talk about the great world of the world.

"At the age of not yet reaching the crown to cultivate martial arts to the Nine Realms, Liu Jianyun of Dayan Peak is indeed worthy of the current Qingshan first disciple, after all, the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters of the other Shangzong who are exposed to the surface are slightly inferior to him.

And Luo Yatou of Guiyuan Peak, her innate physique is already destined to reach the top of the kendo as long as she will not die in the future, although she has just entered the Seven Realms, but when it comes to the realm of swordsmanship, I am afraid that some of the elders in the Qingshan are already inferior.

As for today's group of Chengjian disciples, as expected, the one who is most likely to come after in the future is still the young man of the Fang family. ”

Speaking of this, the Qingshan Sect Leader thought for a rare moment, and then looked at the Great Elder Qingshan and smiled.

"Oh, Jian Yun and Luo Yatou are indeed worthy of the word Tianjiao, but although the young man of the Fang family has cultivated the body of Jian Yuan by relying on the Sword Yuan Jue, after all, he started too late, and a slow step in the world is likely to be a lifetime behind, although the old man also agrees that he will have achievements in the future, but it is probably not easy to catch up with the current Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Shangzong of all directions. ”

The Great Elder of Qingshan, who had passed on the Fang Chen Sword Yuan Jue, heard that Lingzi Period had such high expectations for that Fang family youth, and he was a little sideways for a while.

"This time, the seven people who held the inheritance sword weapon, the rest are not mentioned for the time being, among the four people who chose the peak and the clumsy peak, Zhang Ziping, who walked out of the Frost Cold City, the blessing of luck is rare in the life of this seat, and I think this is also the reason why the Qingshan Patrol Sword gave a sword qi spirit rune to a cultivator who has not entered.

As for that Fan A, from the time he walked towards Qingshan, the mountain ghost had been passing on his news to Qingshan, if it weren't for the appearance of the Fang family boy, this seat would have thought that he was the leader of this group of disciples.

And that Chu Jiang, Jiang is the name and Chu is the surname, thinking that the Great Elder already knows his identity, holding the arrogant sword on the top of the mountain is a little natural for him, so that he is worthy of his bloodline. ”

Turning his gaze to the northernmost main peak of the green mountain, Ling Ziqi turned his words, but instead talked about the other three disciples of the Humble Peak who held the inheritance sword weapon.

The Great Elder Qingshan on his side stroked his beard and thought slowly, his eyes were slightly fixed when Lingzi's words fell, but he did not speak, but continued to look at Qingshan Sect.

I would like to hear about it.

"In this great world that inherits the past and opens up the future, no matter which true dragon takes advantage of the situation, there will definitely be several dragons to follow, Chu Jiang and the three of them worship the humble peak are more or less related to Fang Chen, this seat thinks that the potential of these three people is not inferior to those old dragons, I don't know if the great elder thinks that the junior of the Fang family is worthy of the word real dragon?"

Seeing this, Ling Ziqi shook his head slightly, then smiled softly, and turned to the Great Elder Qingshan and asked with a smile.

......

"The old man has not received many apprentices in his life, and there are only nine people in total, including you, but speaking of which, the closest person to the Sword Intent Kendo may still be you, the last disciple to enter the door. ”

At the top of Humble Peak, after instructing Elder Humble Peak to lead the new disciples into the back mountain and choose the bamboo courtyard, the old peak master in a gray and white robe led Fang Chen to the cliff, and looked at the young man with a smile.

Fang Chen, who was tightly bound to Shen Yuan behind him, was slightly stunned when he heard this, but he was a little unclear.

Seeing this, the old peak master of Humble Peak smiled slightly, slowly raised one hand, and pointed to Fang Chen's forehead, opening up to him which side of the sword path origin condensed wanton ocean.

The young man's pupils were slightly dilated.

Standing on the top of the Humble Peak Cliff, Fang Chen's vision was no longer surrounded by a sea of clouds, but a snow-white long sword that covered the heavens and the earth appeared, and the pale sword air on the sword body swirled.

It's overflowing.

The illusory shadow condensed by Fang Chen's consciousness couldn't help but tremble slightly under the cold emanation of the pale sword qi, but between the lingering sword intent, he just noticed a trace of familiarity and warmth.

"Fang Chen" stretched out his hand and leaned forward, and the sword qi condensed by the peak cultivation of the old peak master of Humble Peak should have quite the power to kill, but under the rapid progress all the way, it stopped in front of the young man's palm.

Like a puppy meeting its owner, it is extremely affectionate.

Fang Chen looked at the wisp of sword qi in his palm, and his heart suddenly flooded with a bit of realization.

This is the acquired - the body of the sword element?

The sword qi disappeared along with the pale long sword.

Fang Chen came back to his senses and looked at the old peak master of Humble Peak quite excitedly.

"Master, you are the second senior in Qingshan to cultivate the Sword Yuan Technique in thousands of years?"

"It's not. ”

The old peak lord shook his head slightly.

Fang Chen was a little dazed.

"But it's okay. ”

Fang Chen was even more dazed.

Seeing this, the old peak master of Humble Peak smiled slightly, summoned the pale long sword that was not usually visible from behind his back, and said softly.

"It's a long story. ”

......

It's a long story.

Three hundred years ago, Qingshan gave birth to a real Tianjiao, who was not the kind of ordinary Tianjiao with a strange physique.

It is a natural soul sea with a strong soul and a heart that is far beyond ordinary people.

Therefore, when he officially set foot on the path of martial arts cultivation, he did not practice the heart sword as Qingshan expected, but chose the sword technique that Qingshan had only cultivated by the founder for thousands of years.

Shen Yuan Sword Immortal's sword recipe.

Perhaps it was the soul sea that was really too envious of others, and it was only after entering the Sword Ridge that he walked out of the cliff between the clouds and mist with thousands of sword qi in August.

With the innate and powerful Soul Sea and the acquired Sword Yuan Body, in less than twenty years, he truly stood on the top of the mountain of cultivation in the world.

It is comparable to the supreme head of the sect in all directions.

And with such a talent, this Tianjiao is naturally unwilling to pay for empty cultivation.

So, when the snow was falling heavily that year, Qingshan Tianjiao went to the north and faced the Stygian Sea.

Hold the sword, want to kill the emperor.

On that day, the Great Xia Bafang Shangzong and the Great Xia Dynasty were all accompanied by the Supreme, and the Killing Xia City was enough for the thirteen Demon Emperors to come together.

Playing against Qingshan Tianjiao was the Third Emperor of Killing Summer City.

The name is said, and the king returns.

The battle between Qingshan Tianjiao and Wangjungui unsurprisingly became the most magnificent battle in the northern battlefield in the past thousand years.

On that day, the sea water of the Stygian Sea poured in, the air waves covered the sky, the meticulous sword qi pierced the sky, and the demonic qi stretched for thousands of miles.

The sword sounded for three days.

......

"And then?"

On the top of the clumsy peak cliff, Fang Chen, who had just entered the cultivation, seemed to admire the Qingshan Tianjiao, the young man raised his eyebrows slightly, his hands were unnaturally clenched into fists, his eyes were firmly fixed on the old peak master, and he hurriedly asked after the old peak master's voice stagnated.

"Later, after three days of staggering the sword qi and demon qi, the powers of the two worlds retreated at the same time, and Wangjun Gui was still the third demon emperor of Killing Xia City, and that Qingshan Tianjiao, after returning to Qingshan, spent a year transitioning the body of the sword yuan to the only disciple with the soul sea as the guide, and then passed away from the world. ”

The old peak master of Humble Peak seemed to be because that memory was too vague and too clear, and a pair of old but still bright eyes suddenly flashed a little sadness, complexity, and complex emotions that were unwilling to be intertwined.

"In the battle of the Tianjiao Stygian Sea, the sword that the disciple held when he inherited the sword was also the sword held in the northern battlefield.

The name of the sword, frost and cold. ”

The old peak lord then reined in his emotions and turned his head to look at the pale long sword that trembled slightly at his side, thoughtfully.

"Master—"

Fang Chen, who was originally full of admiration in his eyes, caught a glimpse of the pale long sword, and then remembered the old peak master's plausible words before, he understood the outcome of that battle, and also knew why the old peak master had such a sword aura.

"It's okay, it's just some old things, the old man told you this, just to make it clear that although the humble peak is the last among the seven main peaks today, the old man should be the most suitable person to teach you in the entire green mountain, and your choice is not wrong. ”

"The disciple has never questioned it since he began his apprenticeship. ”

After the words fell, the old peak master of Humble Peak gently stroked the long sword on his side, until a slightly sad sword roar sounded from the top of the mountain, and then he turned his head to look at Fang Chen, and said with a satisfied smile.

Seeing the confidence in the eyes of the old peak master, the young man who was carrying the abyss on his back also slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, bowed down and said in a deep voice to the master.

The sound of the sword came from the top of the humble peak, and in just an instant, it resounded throughout the mountain.

Subsequently.

At the foot of Humble Peak, the white-clothed guest who covered his eyes with a sackcloth walked out of the door, raised his head to "look" at the scorching sun in the sky, and pulled out a few scattered smiles at the corners of his mouth, letting the ancient brown long sword on his side tremble gently.

In the bamboo courtyard where the new disciples were welcomed, the door of the deepest room that had not been opened for many years slowly opened, and the eyes of the young man without arms were full of brilliant stars, and the door behind him closed by itself, and the young man walked to the top of the mountain step by step.

Outside the gate of Qingshan Mountain, the woodcutter who hung the Danqing wine pot on his waist put away the firewood knife used to chop wood, and a little smile suddenly appeared on his cold face, and he looked up to the sky to drink and walked away in the breeze.

"Okay, Fang Chen, I've seen your three senior brothers. ”

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the old peak master of Humble Peak sounded again on the top of the mountain.