"Sister Xue, can you tell King Ding Zhan that we want to worship him as a teacher?"

Xie Zhuoran, the third son of the Xie family, pleaded with Xue Ningsheng, and the other two sons of the Xie family also showed begging glances in their eyes.

In this regard, Xue Ningshang couldn't help, Ding Xiaoyi had already explained it to him.

"Ancient girl, can you tell me about King Ding Zhan's time in the Killing Capital?"

Seeing that Xue Ningshang was speechless, the three sons of the Xie family began to pull relations with the ancient elves.

The ancient elves enjoyed this kind of treatment very much, and she gushed about what happened when Ding Xiaoyi challenged the king of a hundred battles.

The three sons of the Xie family couldn't wait to get into the carriage driven by Ding Xiaoyi.

If it weren't for Xue Ningsheng's glaring at them and refusing, they would have climbed into this carriage a long time ago.

The three brothers gave up the carriage of the Xie family, and they gathered around the carriage on foot.

The groom of the Xie family had no choice but to return the carriage to the imperial capital, and the three brothers followed all the way.

Fortunately, the carriage was not very fast.

Ding Xiaoyi heard the three brothers' admiration for him gushing endlessly, and his ears were about to become calloused.

Those powerful young men who were galloping wild on their horses had already rushed towards Fanyin Mountain as fast as rats, and their fear of Ding Xiaoyi had already been engraved into their bones.

Although the voice of the ancient elf is not loud,

But the victory lies in her subdued and frustrated tone, and the three sons of the Xie family can only listen to it with relish.

Xue Ningsheng also interjected a word,

The ancient elf repeated Ding Xiaoyi's glorious deeds again, even the little girl who carved in pink and jade was fascinated by it.

"Wow, big brother is so powerful, I must be so good."

The little girl couldn't help but let out bursts of cheers when she heard the highlights, and the adoring look in her eyes was undisguised.

Only the soul clan Ye Qingqing was just silent, and seemed to have no interest in such a fight and killing.

Two or three hours later, the carriage finally appeared at the foot of Fanyin Mountain.

Raise your eyes,

I saw mountains stacked on top of each other, and the mist lingered,

Zhong Lingyu is full of mountains and rivers, and the sword peak is majestic into the nine heavens.

Several giant sword-like peaks plunged into the sky, and at the foot of Fanyin Mountain, you could feel the fierce sword intent.

A winding mountain path leads towards the lush peaks, and mists emerge from between them.

The sword intent that soared into the sky was overwhelming,

Before entering the mountain, he felt the majestic sword intent stirring from the Sanskrit Mountain.

"Fanyin Mountain",

At the entrance at the foot of the mountain there was a stone monument,

The stele is about one zhang high, and three vigorous and powerful characters are carved on the stele like an iron pen and silver hook.

The stele has been eroded by wind and rain for a long time, and it has long been mottled.

The stele was also covered with unknown dead vines.

Outside the stele is the rugged mountain road into the mountain, only to see that the mountain road is full of traffic, and the mountain road is narrow, which makes these carriages move slowly.

From time to time, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion stepped on the divine rainbow and shot from a distance,

They could only fly at a low altitude, but the Divine Rainbow under their feet was a flying sword.

Seeing the Sword Pavilion disciples flying from a low altitude in the group, everyone's eyes showed envy.

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion stepped on the Divine Rainbow like the sword fairy of the imperial sword,

Their clothes were fluttering and radiant, and each of their disciples had an extraordinary handsome face, which was really the posture of a dragon among people.

"Are they sword immortals?" Gu Xiaotian looked at the group of Sword Pavilion disciples who were roaring down very excitedly, and then couldn't help but ask Xue Ningsheng.

The rugged path into the mountain was already seriously blocked, and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion went down the mountain early to direct the traffic.

Carriages squirmed forward at turtle speed.

"It's not a sword immortal, they're just cultivating the Sword Pavilion's flying sword technique

。」 Xue Ningshang explained to Gu Xiaotian.

"Oh, they're not sword immortals, are they powerful or big brothers are powerful?"

As soon as she heard Xue Ningsheng's explanation, Gu Xiaotian was a little disappointed, and she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I think it's Ding Gongzi who is powerful, and the Sword Pavilion Flying Sword Technique is just a sword trick that is not useful."

The Gu Elf also seemed to have some understanding of the Sword Pavilion's swordsmanship, and she explained to Gu Xiaotian unceremoniously.

"It's still the big brother who is powerful, I think so too." After Gu Xiaotian listened, she couldn't help but say seriously again.

The third son of the Xie family saw those Sword Pavilion disciples who were stepping on the low altitude of the Divine Rainbow, and the envy in their eyes was undisguised.

Naturally, they also looked forward to joining the Sword Pavilion, and then flying wantonly on the Divine Rainbow, what a high-spirited spirit.

But the dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

The third son of the Xie family is a well-known waste material,

I don't know why their cultivation talent is so miserable, and they only stagnate when they only cultivate to the third-grade martial arts realm.

The Sword Pavilion naturally will not accept this kind of waste material, every time the Sword Pavilion recruits disciples, they are talented young men with outstanding talents, and the name of the three sons of the Xie family has already spread throughout the imperial capital.

"But we have long passed the best period of cultivation, and it is impossible for us to be miscellaneous disciples." Xie Zhuoran said with some loss,

Hearing Xie Zhuoran's lost words, Xie Lingran and Xie Qingran's faces also darkened slightly.

They naturally knew that joining the Sword Pavilion could only be a luxury.

"Who said that you can't join the Sword Pavilion, the most important thing in sword cultivation is to have an indomitable sword heart, and it is the heart that cultivates, not the realm."

Ding Xiaoyi heard the decadent words of the three brothers, and he couldn't help but teach a lesson.

The confidence of the three brothers was re-established, and how did they start to lose heart again.

The carriage drove slowly towards the mountains,

Several divine rainbows landed next to Ding Xiaoyi's carriage, and several handsome and extraordinary disciples stopped Ding Xiaoyi's carriage.

[In view of the general environment,

"The front is the sword washing pool, you can't bring weapons into the Sword Pavilion, I hope you will cooperate."

A Sword Pavilion disciple said kindly to Ding Xiaoyi and the others.

"Sword Washing Pool?" Ding Xiaoyi was stunned,

He really hadn't heard of any sword washing pools,

And he also had to untie his weapons in the sword washing pool, which made him very incomprehensible.

Xue Ningsheng in the carriage was also slightly stunned, she didn't seem to have heard of this rule as a disciple of the Sword Pavilion.

"Which peak are you disciples of?" Xue Ningsheng poked his head out and couldn't help but ask in a condensed voice to the few Sword Pavilion disciples,

And those Sword Pavilion disciples didn't seem to know Xue Ningsheng, and they replied with proud and proud expressions on their faces, "We are disciples of Qingmang Peak, may I ask what instructions this girl has?"

As soon as he heard the proud answers of these Sword Pavilion disciples, Xue Ningsheng couldn't help frowning.

Qingmangfeng mainly cultivates flying swords, and they refine flying swords into their own natal sword weapons.

Most of the Sword Pavilion disciples who stepped on the Divine Mang Flying Sword nearby should have been mostly from Qingmang Peak, and there seemed to be a bit of disdain in the depths of their eyes.

Ding Xiaoyi's face was also grim,

His ear power was extremely good, and naturally he also heard the conversations between the other Sword Pavilion disciples and the magnates who went to the Sword Pavilion.

But he hadn't heard anything from the mouths of this group of Sword Pavilion disciples about the Sword Washing Pool, nor did he hear anything about the need to untie his weapons when he arrived at the Sword Washing Pool.

"Senior brothers, why did we untie our weapons when we arrived at the Sword Washing Pool. Shall others do the same?"

Xue Ningsheng couldn't help frowning and asked the few Sword Pavilion disciples with extraordinary bearing, she also didn't hear such a regulation.

As a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, she had never heard of this

kind of provisions.

"This is my rule, you can't enter the mountain and enter the Sword Pavilion without disarming your weapons."

The Sword Pavilion Disciple who was stepping on the Divine Rainbow said to Xue Ningsheng extremely arrogantly, while the other Sword Pavilion Disciples who were gathered around the carriage had a hint of ridicule and disdain in their eyes.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart moved, and he saw some clues in the other party's eyes.

"Forget it, Miss Xue, when we get to the sword washing pool, let's untie our weapons." Ding Xiaoyi just said calmly to Xue Ningsheng,

The latter was stunned. However, she recovered quickly, and Ding Xiaoyi had her own plans.

"Why don't they untie their weapons in the sword washing pool, but we do?"

An innocent voice sounded, and Gu Xiaotian looked at these Sword Pavilion disciples without fear.

"This is the rule of the Sword Pavilion, if you don't follow it, you can leave now." The Sword Pavilion disciple scolded impatiently,

Gu Xiaotian's childlike words made this Sword Pavilion disciple a little annoyed, and his angry actions were like a swordsman with outstanding sword energy.

"You bully people, others don't need to disarm weapons, but we want it, are you bullying us?"

Gu Xiaotian didn't care about the Sword Pavilion, she just said what she thought in her heart.

Hearing Gu Xiaotian's childish words, the faces of these Sword Pavilion disciples changed slightly......