An old man sat on a shabby futon, with his eyes parched and colorless.

Fang Mo took a serious look, this old man should be blind.

"I don't know what advice my seniors have come to me?" Fang Mo asked straight to the point.

"Alchemy! Get! Break the formation! Three things! You can complete any of them, even if our transaction is valid. "The old man seems to have put a lot of effort into it. Only then did I squeeze out such a sentence.

"With the strength of my predecessors, how could I find me who only has the Bone Forging Realm?" Fang Mo asked puzzled.

"Huh! Forging Bone Realm? You have a very special physique, I'm afraid you don't even know it! ”

The old man's voice grew weaker.

"Senior, let's be clear!" Fang Mo also knew that he had a special physique, but he was never able to find out what this physique was.

At the beginning, I studied in the Ancient Scripture Pavilion for this purpose, but I never found the answer.

The old man who described the withered old man sat cross-legged on a tattered futon, and was silent for a long time before he spit out four words: "The body of the gods!" With your strength, you should be able to feel that you are constantly watched by mysterious forces, so you need my help too. ”

"What is the body of a god?" Fang Mo wondered.

"I can't explain it! Bitter Erdan! Get! True Eternal Demon Heavenly Array! The choice is yours! ”

As the old man spoke, his thin right palm shot into Fang Mo's body like a cyan flame the size of a bean.

Fang Mo thought for a moment and said, "I choose to find someone." ”

"Haha! Then find someone and alchemy at the same time! Let's talk about it after the formation is broken! The old man pushed his right hand, Fang Mo was shocked again, his eyes were suddenly dizzy, and when he woke up again, he found that he was still in mid-air.

The white-robed monk stared at Fang Mo and said, "Immortal Ancestor has planted a true fire of misery in your body!" It is one of the raw materials for refining Kuerdan. And the bitter pill is also the antidote to this fire, otherwise you will lose the opportunity to enter the country forever. And the Temple of the Star and Moon can schedule your location at any time. ”

"Danfang!" Fang Mo stretched out his right hand at the white-robed monk.

"You need to find this yourself, and the deadline is very tight, only a hundred years."

The white-robed monk said this, and disappeared into thin air.

The prohibition of Fang Mo's whole body disappeared in an instant, so he decisively crushed the jade plate.

"Deacon Wind!"

Elder Lingxu's voice came.

Fang Mo slowly opened his eyes, and he was already on top of a strange peak.

As far as the eye can see, the wall stands thousands of miles.

The peaks stand proudly like knives and axes.

Between the peaks, the space is fresh, and the occasional unknown beast chirp echoes between the valleys.

"How could I faint? Why are you okay? ”

Fang Mo stared at Elder Lingxu in surprise and asked.

"Deacon Wind! I woke up with a shock in my heart. You should have had a special encounter! As soon as Elder Lingxu said this, Fang Mo remembered the true fire of misery.

The name doesn't sound like it's going well.

"This is the so-called Divine Moon Sword Pavilion? It doesn't feel special! Fang Mo stood on the top of the peak, looking at the sunset in the distance, and muttered in a low voice.

"The information says it! If you want to walk in this secret realm, you must enter the pavilion first, otherwise it will be difficult to move an inch. ”

Seeing Fang Mo's indifferent look, Elder Lingxu gave a serious reminder.

"Oh! That's the thing! I see a nice view here, and I will sleep for a while. ”

After Fang Mo yawned repeatedly, he fell directly to the ground.

Elder Lingxu was speechless.

A blue-robed man in the northwest sky came over, glanced at Fang Mo and Lingxu, and said, "You guys are here to participate in the pavilion test?" ”

"Yes!"

Elder Lingxu replied earnestly.

"Come with me!" The blue-robed sword cultivator turned around slightly and flew towards a floating island high in the sky.

"Deacon Wind! It's time for us to go. Elder Lingxu asked very seriously.

Fang Mo slowly opened his eyes, stared at the direction where the blue-robed sword cultivator disappeared, and said, "You carry me." ”

Elder Lingxu said with a blank face: "This is not very good! ”

……

After half a cup of tea.

Elder Lingxu carried Fang Mo on the floating island and directly boarded the Sword Test Square.

"Who's down there? It was so decadent in my Sword Pavilion that I was directly denied admission and driven out of the Sword Pavilion. ”

On the stands of the square, an old man in a green robe with a fairy wind and bones stared at Fang Mo and said angrily.

"This... Predecessor! Senior Brother Feng said! He can also try his sword while he sleeps. ”

Elder Lingxu had been with Fang Mo for so long, and he had also learned to be flexible.

"Humph! Try your hand at sword while you sleep? What is the place where he is my Sword Pavilion? I don't think he even has the qualifications to be a sword slave. The realm is not high, and the shelf is not small. Driven out of the Sword Pavilion. The old man said without hesitation.

"Senior brother! Since he wants to try the sword while he is sleeping, then try it, otherwise it will seem that our sword pavilion is stingy. The gray-robed old man on the other side of the stand said indifferently while playing with the short sword in his hand.

"Good! Place him in the Sword Trial Square! The old man in the green robe frowned and agreed to the old man in the gray robe's proposal.

Elder Lingxu looked at Fang Mo behind him and said in a low voice, "Deacon Feng!" It's time to try the sword square. ”

"Senior sister! Who is he? So arrogant! A girl in a green shirt asked, holding and drawing a sword, staring at a woman in white.

"It's probably a mad wolf outside, who broke out of some small fame and came to my Sword Pavilion to spread wild." The woman in white glanced at Fang Mo with disgust, and then stopped paying attention.

At this moment, around the Sword Pavilion Sword Trial Square, there were many heavenly pride in the Pavilion.

In particular, the top 10 proudly ranked sons were all present.

They all stared silently at the end of the queue.

If Fang Mo hadn't come in lying down, he would have to wait in line to try his sword at least until midnight.

These arrogant sons were also very unhappy, and they were cut in line by a monk outside the square.

The Sword Pavilion receives many such monks every year, but very few monks outside the square can test their swords with their proud sons.

The old man in the green robe couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he saw Fang Mo lying flat on the square.

If it weren't for the Sword Pavilion's rule that he couldn't kill the monks outside the square, the old man in the green robe would have done it a long time ago.

Because the Sword Pavilion needs all kinds of resources and offerings brought by the monks outside the square.

"Thunder Penalty Body!"

As soon as the old man in the green robe spoke, thunderclouds rolled in the sky.

Seven thunder swords burst out of the thunderclouds and shot towards Fang Mo.

"Senior brother! It's too much! At the beginning, there were seven thunder swords. The gray-robed old man glanced at Fang Mo and said regretfully.

"Senior Brother Ling Tian! Being able to withstand the Seven Thunder Swords can also be regarded as a medium-grade sword body, does the master think a little highly of this kid? A young man with a long body and a handsome face asked seriously.

"Huh! The master came with emotions. I want this kid to suffer a little. Ling Tian's eyes flickered, and he unconsciously glanced at the woman in white not far away.

"Senior brother! You're peeking at Senior Sister Luo Ning again, and people don't seem to be very interested in you. The handsome young man put on a look of eating melons and quipped.

"Humph! When I surpass Senior Brother Shushan, she will definitely be impressed with me. Ling Tian glanced at Li Shushan in the stands opposite, and a faint cold glow flashed in his eyes.

The seven thunder swords were wrapped in earth-shattering power and shot towards Fang Mo.

Suddenly, a loud snoring sound spread throughout the entire Sword Test Square, and the Thunder Sword suddenly slowed down, and finally levitated a few inches away from Fang Mo.

After a few breaths, the thunder sword shattered, and the sword trial square returned to normal.

Generally, monks will fight with the Thunder Sword when they try to try the sword, and then the Thunder Sword will be broken and given a rating.

But this time the thunder sword was shattered, and there was no rating.

In the past, even the lowest-grade sword body will be rated, so only one may not have a sword body, or the sword body is super strong.

But looking at Lei Jian's reaction just now, it doesn't look like there is no sword body.

The old man in the green robe glanced at the old man in the gray robe nearby, and then nodded and said, "Eight Thunder Sword!" ”

All the proud sons of the sky who were cut into the queue were bored, and when they heard that they were going to activate the Eight Thunder Sword, they all immediately became interested.

Thunderclouds rolled again in the sky, and eight thunder swords stepped into the air.

They were inches away from Fang Mo and stopped again.

The old man in the green robe couldn't help but look stunned.

After the Eight Swords, in addition to testing the sword body, the depth of cultivation will also be tested.

This time, Fang Mo passed safely, and the attitude of the old man in the green robe changed subtly.

The woman in white had a flickering of her eyes, and finally began to look at Fang Mo seriously.

The blue-robed old man waved his right hand upward, and a cyan long sword burrowed into the thunderclouds.

After half a breath, nine cyan thunder swords roared out and flew towards Fang Mo again.

"Whew!"

Fang Mo exhaled heavily, and actually turned over

This time, the speed of the nine swords was so fast that it brought out bursts of violent sonic booms in the process of sliding.

"Bang!"

Far away from Fang Mo, the nine swords burst one after another.

The gray-robed man frowned and said, "Open the sword test array!" Continue testing. ”

A strong humming sound resounded high above the floating island.

The old man in the green robe waved his right hand, drew out two short swords and threw them into the thunderclouds, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother! Isn't this a little weird? ”

"We're only responsible for testing swords! What's wrong with weirdness? In any case, people have this strength after all. The gray-robed old man put away his short sword and said indifferently.

"That being said, every time we try, we have to spend a lot of resources, and if this boy is a poor boy, then wouldn't we lose a lot?" The old man in the green robe frowned.

"Then detain him and pay off his debts with his work!" The gray-robed old man glanced at the ten thunder swords that flew out of the sky, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

Ten thunder swords fell at a rapid pace.

The woman in white murmured curiously, "Purple shirt!" Recording. ”

"Okay! Masters. ”

The little girl holding the sword stared at the long sword, her eyes kept flashing, and after two breaths, she was directly stunned.

The ten thunder swords did not shatter this time, but directly submerged into Fang Mo's body.

"How is this possible?"

The woman in white muttered in surprise.

The old man in the green robe said with a stunned expression: "Do you want to continue?" ”

"Of course we continue!"

This time, the gray-robed old man personally drew a short sword and threw it into the air.

Fifteen thunder swords erupted.

This is the number that will only be activated by the best sword body test, and the gray-robed old man will directly do it in one step.

"Add sword intent luck!"

The gray-robed old man stared at the high-altitude thunder sword group and commanded again.

The old man in the green robe frowned, and without hesitation, he took out a cyan jade bottle and threw it into the air.

The jade bottle shattered in mid-air, and a cyan mysterious energy merged into the thunder sword.

"Elder Hua actually added sword intent to it, if he can withstand it this time, he will already be better than most of us." The woman in white stared at Fang Mo tightly, and she was a little apprehensive.

Ling Tian's face became gloomy.

Bang ——!

Suddenly, a continuous popping sound sounded again.

"Impossible!"

Ling Tian stared coldly at Fang Modao.

"Senior brother! Give twenty-two? The old man in the green robe said helplessly.

"Hmmm! Twenty-two! Three-layer sword intent luck! The gray-robed old man said with great certainty.

"Three-layer sword intent luck? That's a waste of cultivation. The old man in the green robe shook his head and said.

"Listen to me!" The gray-robed old man waved his robe, and several fierce sword intents shot into the thunderclouds.

The old man in the green robe took out three jade bottles and threw them into the air.

Twenty-two thunder swords rolled out, and the floating island shook.

And the pride of the sky around the stands showed unbelievable looks.

"Senior Brother Shushan! He's one more than you! Ling Tian stared at Li Shushan not far away and sneered.

"If my Sword Pavilion can meet such a foreign monk, it will naturally have a great harvest, and the two sides will be mutually beneficial, there is nothing bad about it. Senior Brother Ling! You have to do it! Li Shushan smiled indifferently, but stared at Fang Mo with great appreciation.

Twenty-two thunder swords continued to accelerate in the air.

Fang Mo stood up suddenly, a few sharp lights flashed in his eyes, and he said secretly: "It is worthy of the Sword Pavilion!" The sword intent luck is really domineering. It is very compatible with Haoran's righteousness.

Fang Mo got up directly, which was still expected by everyone.

But the next moment, Fang Mo flew up directly, exuding a white halo around his body, and plunged headlong into the thunder sword.

"What is he?"

The old man in the green robe was directly shocked.

"Thunder Sword washes your body! Safe and sound! He doesn't have a sword body, it's just simply strong. The gray-robed old man directly said that it was important.

"How can you control sword intent and luck without a sword body?" The old man in the green robe asked puzzled.

"I'm going to talk to him, and by the way, let him make up for the loss. And then ask him to do him a favor. "The gray-robed old man seems to have planned everything.

Fang Mo was in the midst of the thunder sword, and his body was covered with Haoran righteousness.

The twenty-two thunder swords were all captured by Haoran Righteousness.

"What is he doing?"

The old man in the green robe felt that the power of thunder and lightning was constantly weakening.

"Sacrifice the Thunder Sword Weapon! This son really brought me a lot of surprises. That's all for today's sword test! ”

The gray-robed old man first exclaimed again and again, and then shook his head helplessly.

"Alright! That's all there is to it. See him at the sword furnace when you're done! The old man in the green robe said, and made a signal with his hand.

All the Sword Pavilion Heavenly Masters scattered one after another.

Only the woman in white was still stunned, staring intently at Fang Mo.

Some people died, but not completely......