At the top of the True Sword Peak, the morning sun casts thousands of golden lights.

The breath of the cold sky thunder was gone, just like an ordinary person. He raised his head slightly, staring at the cyan figure in front of him. In his cognition, this young man would not choose to stay in True Sword Peak no matter what. The True Sword Peak has been in decline for many years, and it has almost been removed from the Sword Xuanzong. The main peak of the dignified lineage, but a few disciples are also mediocre in qualifications, and they are not outstanding.

The decadence of the past was swept away, and the fiery brilliance in his eyes was revealed, and the cold sky thunder stroked his gray beard, nodded imperceptibly, and said, "Okay! Mo Yun, after the entrance ceremony is held, you will be the tenth generation disciple of my True Sword Peak!"

"I'm looking forward to what kind of heights you will reach in the future with your spirit body assets! I can't imagine that God will give me another chance to cold sky thunder!" Cold sky thunder closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and his whole body aura changed violently, and the momentum that belonged to the peak sword king master swept away, forcing a few people to retreat.

"I'm cold and thundery, and I'm not old yet!" his eyes widened, emitting a terrifying cold light.

The momentum came and went faster, and he regained his listless appearance again, his eyes swept over the four people, and he said slowly: "Follow me!"

Long Ling was immediately excited, and whispered to him on the side: "The True Sword Palace, after fifteen years of silence, is finally going to open again! This moment, we have been looking forward to it for too long!"

"This time, my True Sword Peak will definitely take off again!" Huang Fei's eyes were eager, revealing a fire-like light. Jiang Yue's expression was still cold and she didn't speak.

Hankong Lei took the four of them to the True Sword Hall and commanded, "Stand here!" Between the words, the majesty of being the Lord of a Peak was revealed.

He walked to the front of the bronze gate, his expression was solemn and extremely pious: "Disciple of the ninth generation of the True Sword Peak Lord Hankong Lei, today open the Great Hall of the True Sword Palace, and include one disciple!

"Disciple, please open the main hall!" Cold Sky Thunder said in a low voice, bent down against the bronze gate, and bowed. Then he straightened up and shouted, "Don't kneel yet?"

The four of them shook at the same time and saluted reverently towards the bronze gate.

Hankong Lei ignored the four people behind him, took out a token out of nowhere, and threw it in the air. The token immediately induces a connection with the gate, emitting a faint cyan glow.

The bronze gate was also activated, and all kinds of runes seemed to come to life, and the light of the Dao was reflected. The bronze token was suspended in the air, and the light became more and more abundant, and a fierce and majestic momentum emanated from the token, forming a faint sense of oppression.

The bronze token slowly disappeared into the gate in Mo Yun's shocked eyes, and the light gradually faded.

"Crunch~!"

The door made a heavy thud and slowly opened.

The four of them stood behind the cold sky thunder and watched the five-zhang high gate open. Mo Yun's expression was solemn, and a nameless awe rose in his heart.

The True Sword Palace, which carries the thick and broad history, has experienced countless ups and downs. Today, it will once again witness the rise of True Sword Peak.

"Knock~!"

The two doors were finally fully opened, and all the brilliance converged.

Cold Sky Thunder walked in the front and entered the main hall. Mo Yun walked at the end and followed Long Ling and a few others into the main hall. He slowly raised his head and noticed more than a dozen bronze pillars with a thickness of nearly a zhang standing on the side. There are countless inscriptions engraved on it, as well as strange monster patterns.

The five of them moved forward slowly, and after walking a full hundred meters, the cold sky thunder signaled a few people to stop.

In front, there are eighteen wide staircases, all made of gold, and a huge golden throne above, behind which two ancient swords are struck each other, and the edge is awe-inspiring. Behind the throne is a ten-zhang high screen, on which is engraved a picture of beautiful mountains and rivers.

On both sides of the main hall, there are also rows of seats, either bronze or bluestone, and the height is different, symbolizing the level of strength and status. As for the golden seat at the top, even the peak lord is not qualified to sit down!

This position is always empty! This is the rule set by the first generation of True Sword Peak Masters, and no one dares to violate it!

Cold Sky Thunder walked slowly, ascending the stairs step by step, and finally stood on the ninth staircase. He turned around, his expression solemn and his gaze majestic, and swept over the four of them one by one.

"Mo Yun!" he snorted, his eyes staring.

Mo Yun took a step forward and replied loudly, "The disciple is here!"

"Are you willing to worship me as a teacher and join the True Sword Peak?"

Without any hesitation, he fell to his knees: "The disciple is willing!"

"My True Sword Peak has fifteen peak rules and thirty Sword Xuan Sect rules, are you willing to abide by them?"

"Yes!"

A nameless momentum rose from the main body of the True Sword Peak: "My Sword Xuanzong, the sect has been established for thousands of years, and has experienced countless ups and downs, even if it is only a True Domain Sect, the foundation is not weak!

"Today, I am cold sky thunder, and I will include Mo Yun as a disciple, please the elders of the True Sword Peak!" The voice was low, but it resounded in the main hall.

From outside the main hall, seven or eight figures walked in one after another! Their momentum, each of them was stronger than the cold sky thunder. This is the elder who can't come out of retreat on the True Sword Peak, the master of the Sword Monarch!

They didn't communicate with each other, and each chose his seat to sit down.

After they sat down, Hankong Lei spoke again: "Today, my True Sword Peak includes disciple Mo Yun, and all the elders testify!

The expressions of the elders were different, some were solemn, some had smiles on their faces, and some had faces like frost. At the same time, they replied, "Yes!"

"Mo Yun, after the great ceremony of apprenticeship and reciting the door rules and peak rules, you are the tenth generation disciple of my True Sword Peak!"

Hearing this, his expression was shocked, extremely respectful, bowed to the master, and said: "Disciple Mo Yun, meet the master!"

From this moment on, Cold Sky Thunder is his own master, the second master on the sword path!

"Okay~!" couldn't hide his excitement, and a trace of mist appeared in the corners of his eyes. He shouted, "God lives up to me!"

"Mo Yun, from this moment on, you are a disciple of the True Sword Peak! Remember, the way of the sword is endless, only keep climbing!"

"The four of you are all my disciples! All I can give to you on the path of cultivation is some guidance, so that you can avoid detours, and as for how to take the road, it is all up to you to master! I can't teach you too much, the True Sword Peak is among the five veins, and it seems to be the weakest strength, but in fact it is blessed! The reason for this is the sword platform, if there is a disciple who comprehends it, it is a step to the sky! You have to go to the sword platform to practice more, I believe it will be of great help!"

"If you have any questions, ask the elders!"

"Alright, you guys should stand down first!" he waved his hand to rebuke the four, apparently discussing something with a few elders.

True Sword Peak, outside the jasper bamboo forest.

Long Ling looked in a trance, feeling that everything was not so real. He took a deep breath, stared at Mo Yun with his eyes, and said slowly, "Little junior brother, welcome to join!"

Huang Fei smiled lightly, and the endless murderous aura on his body also subsided a lot: "Welcome junior brother~!"

Jiang Yue's red clothes fluttered, and although her tone was indifferent, she couldn't hide the excitement in her heart: "Senior brother is welcome to join!"

Mo Yun had a faint smile on his face, and the three people in front of him were his senior brothers and sisters!

"I've seen three senior brothers and sisters! In the future, the four of us will work together, and the True Sword Peak will definitely shine in our hands!"

"Hahaha~!There is no doubt about this!" Long Ling replied heartily, "As long as our hearts are together, what else can't be done? Little junior brother, when you open the treasure of the bronze gate, your cultivation will definitely advance by leaps and bounds, surpassing us and others, it's just a matter of time! The hope of True Sword Peak still has to fall on the little junior brother!"

patted Mo Yun on the shoulder vigorously: "Don't be lazy, I will supervise you!"

"With Senior Brother Long here, how dare I!" the latter replied with a wry smile.

"On the road of cultivation, who dares to slack off?" Huang Fei raised his head to look at the sky, and sighed in his mouth, "Aren't we cultivating desperately in order to make progress in cultivation and strengthen ourselves? You can't even control your own destiny! When you think you're strong enough, but you still have countless peaks ahead! All we can do is keep chasing!"

Mo Yun restrained his smile, his eyes were sharp, and he swept over the three of them: "Senior Brother Long thinks the same way?"

Long Ling was speechless, fell silent, and did not answer.

"Where's Senior Sister?"

Jiang Yue's face was expressionless and fell silent.

"Hmph~!" his face condensed, he slowly raised his hand, and passed his index finger one by one, "All you can do is just chase their footsteps?"

"If it's just like this, the True Sword Peak will be finished, don't let me look down on it! I don't even have confidence in myself, what are you still practicing Kendo?"

He stepped out step by step, the momentum on his body was churning, and the faint golden edge qi also came out of his body. When he stood again, his whole body was full of momentum to the peak, and his eyes were cold and profound, and there was endless fighting intent burning: "Have you seen this bamboo forest? Although they have no thoughts, they still stand tall and greet the baptism of the years! No matter the wind and rain, they can't bend their backbones!"

"The sky is full of stars, the stars are shining, who is willing to be mediocre? If you want to practice the way of the sword, then let people look up! Standing at the peak, looking down on all beings, this is our pursuit!"

"Today, I will wake you up with the sword in my hand! I want you to know that only strength is fundamental! Chasing others is not what we do!"

"Let's fight!" he shouted, his eyes like lightning, and his battle intent exploded!

"I'm a ninth-order sword apprentice, and I want you to be convinced!, you three, who will come first?" Mo Yun's eyes widened, and he asked suddenly, as if the three people in front of him were not his senior brothers and sisters.

Huang Fei stood stunned and reacted first: "Then come on!" The three of them are not stupid people, they were woken up by Mo Yun! He also wants to see what strength his little junior brother has!

The big sword behind his back was taken out, and the boundless murderous aura suddenly spread.

"Senior brother, I'm a fourth-order swordsman, it's easy to defeat you!" Huang Fei said coldly, the aura of the fourth-order swordsman completely poured out, and the sharp aura around his body was permeated.

"Haha! I don't think so!" Hearing this, he replied, but he didn't hesitate to attack first! The strength of a mid-level swordsman is set up, and only by surprise will there be a chance of victory!

Twenty qi seas erupted in an instant, and the fierce and incomparable sword true power flowed along the meridians, continuously pouring into the water cold sword. The light of the Water Cold Sword is getting stronger and stronger, and the momentum is extremely strong!

The true rank of the middle grade of the broken mountain!

A faint sword shadow appeared, and his breath vibrate, and he slashed down in an instant, smashing with Huang Fei's giant sword.