Many disciples dressed in the special costumes of the Deacon Hall heard the order of the Inner Gate Peak Lord and came to the Miscellaneous Peak to arrest a disciple named Jiang Wanqing.

Many disciples of the Miscellaneous Servant Peak were embarrassed and curious, and they poked their heads out and stopped to watch the play from afar.

Let's see who the Holy dares to break the rules.

After all, it is not easy to obtain the opportunity to cultivate immortals, let alone the miscellaneous peak cultivators, they should cherish the opportunity given by God even more.

Since ancient times, there have been very few disciples who dare to touch the rules of the sect and provoke the deacon hall to come and arrest people in person.

I thought it was a big show.

But the end result was a big surprise.

Through the news of the disciples guarding the sect in the sect, the disciples of the Deacon Hall could already confirm that Jiang Wanqing, who they were looking for, was in the peak.

However, she seemed to have evaporated out of thin air, and all the places she could search had been searched, and the disciples of the Deacon Hall returned in vain, and returned to Huafeng in the inner gate with great helplessness and anger.

And Jiang Wanqing didn't know that someone was looking for her, at this moment she was engrossed and extremely cautious holding a silver sword given by the illusion, staring at the lightsaber that might fly from the front with every step.

If you can dodge, you can't dodge, but you can only hold a silver sword and knock the lightsaher that blocks the way away.

Coupled with the steepness and bumpiness of the mountain road, after only walking a dozen steps, Jiang Wanqing was already drenched in cold sweat.

It's not an easy test.

As the speed of the flying sword became faster and faster, as long as she was stabbed with a sword, it could be regarded as a waste of her previous efforts, indicating the failure of this practice.

In this illusion, no exercises can be used.

The only thing you can rely on is your own body and the silver sword in your hand.

The lightsaber with a sharp aura and a piercing light sword struck again, this time with two swords at the same time.

Jiang Wanqing bit her lip slightly and the blood color flashed at the bottom of her eyes, and she narrowly dodged the first sword, and even if the other sword was resisted by the silver sword, it still left a trace of blush on her white wrist.

It was pain from substance.

If it's the heroine, this test will definitely pass.

Jiang Wanqing thought quietly in her heart, and waved her silver sword lightly and slowly got up from the ground.

At such moments, she is always subconsciously scared and wants to retreat.

What is certain is that she really doesn't have much guts.

But her choice is to move forward.

Jiang Wanqing pulled her lips slightly, and stepped out to stare at the lightsaber that was getting closer and closer, unlike the slight panic just now, she was extremely calm and calm at this moment.

Just because she has decided, she will treat every experience as a life and death experience.

She can only succeed.

She wants to have the strength to take all the heroine's things.

The journey was thrilling, blood-stained stones, even if the process was painful, and even several times she almost fell off the cliff.

But if absolute hatred turned into a part of her unwavering heart, nothing was impossible for her.

After all kinds of experiences, Jiang Wanqing finally climbed halfway up the mountain and saw the golden characters painted on the dazzling stone wall:

From scratch, from beginning to end, details determine success or failure.

What is existence, what is the end, what is the details, what is success or failure?

Jiang Wanqing stared slightly, thought for a moment, and quickly raised a brisk smile, she had already had an epiphany and knew the answer to the first sword of the Phantom Light Sword Technique.

Immediately, he began to recall the actions of dodging the flying sword along the way, and the posture of avoiding the flying sword head-on.

As she uses her heart as a guide over and over again, she transforms.

The final golden characters came out of the stone wall and fused into a "phantom" character that sank into her eyebrows.

At this moment, the first sword of the Phantom Light Sword Technique has finally been thoroughly cultivated.

Detached from meditation, Jiang Wanqing suddenly found that a familiar breath was gradually searching, getting closer and closer to herself.

That's the ancestor of Sichuan.