The building doesn't look too big from the outside, but there is a hole inside, and it can accommodate thousands of people.

The disciples gathered according to the direction of their respective branches, the east side of the East Courtyard Station, and the west side of the West Courtyard Station, and no one would walk around.

Yun Que looked around and stood at the corner of the north side.

The structure of the Wan Ling Building is similar to that of the Sword Trial Building, simple and ancient, dozens of times larger than the Sword Trial Building, the former has only one floor, while the latter has a total of five floors.

There is a spiral staircase in the building to reach the second floor.

Looking up from the first floor, the second floor is blurry and seems to be covered by clouds and fog, and it is impossible to distinguish the end.

In the center of the first floor, there is a large boxy wooden table, which is also shrouded in clouds, and you can glimpse some outlines that resemble mountains and streams through the gaps in the clouds.

Yun Que noticed that the four corners of the wooden table showed four colors, which were blue, green, red, and blue.

Deduction sand table!

Yun Que had heard of the name of the wooden table.

This wooden table can reflect the topography of the place where the sword is buried, and as the disciples enter the transformation realm, they will form small flags corresponding to each disciple, with a total of four colors, representing the four sword palaces.

Cyan Yanguo Sword Palace!

Green Shao Wuguo Sword Palace!

Red Barbarian Sword Palace!

Blue Chixia National Sword Palace!

From the color of the small flag, you can clearly distinguish the battles of the four sword palaces in the transformation realm, but you can't see the identity of the corresponding disciples.

As long as a small flag falls, it indicates that the corresponding disciple is dead or loses its combat effectiveness, which is equivalent to being eliminated.

There is one in each sword palace in the deduction sand table, which allows the elders to observe the true combat power of their respective sword palaces.

This is also another confrontation between the elders of the four sword palaces in the sword battle.

Not only the disciples are fighting, but in fact, the elders are also fighting.

Whichever Sword Palace has the most remaining small flags at the end, you will get a generous additional reward from the Shangzong!

Connecting with Elder Dan will be heartbroken.

Therefore, every year in the sword battle, the elders will definitely encourage their disciples to fight hard.

"The sword qi is here!"

Some people let out a low voice, and many disciples became nervous, especially the new disciples who entered the Sword Palace this year, and some people were already sweating on their foreheads.

There was a sound of swords roaring overhead.

Different from the ordinary sword roar, it is a strange sound similar to a whimper, like a wind howl, and like a wolf howl.

Yun Que found that countless whirlpools appeared in the clouds and mist above his head, as if one by one funnels were slowly falling.

This scene was very familiar to him, and it was very similar to the sword qi baptism in the sword test building in Yanmen Town!

It was also a ring-shaped sword qi falling.

The difference is that you need to resist in the Sword Trial Building, while you need to condense in the Ten Thousand Towers.

There is not only a passage to the place where the sword is buried, but also a cloak that can condense to resist the sword qi, and at this time, Yun Que has some enlightenment.

Wan Linglou is very much like a kind of big array.

Not only is it connected to the Transformation Realm, but it is also refining the sword qi in the Transformation Realm.

The function of Wan Ling Lou is similar to that of a filter, filtering poisonous water into clear water and sword qi into cloth.

Wu Dachuan had already raised his right hand with the Overflowing Spirit Ring, riveting his strength, ready to condense the sword qi, and the other sword servants acted in the same way as him, carefully controlling the Overflowing Spirit Ring, aiming at the sword qi that was about to fall above his head.

The sword servant has no cultivation, and if he wants to condense the sword qi cloth, he must use the spirit ring.

Yun Que also raised one hand, planning to pretend to be a casual robe, and when he came out of the place of the burial sword this time, he didn't need to hide his cultivation, and he could show himself as a swordsman.

Compared to the nervous swordsmen, the swordsmen seemed to be at ease.

Soon, one by one, the sword qi rings converged and formed, all the size of a water basin, slowly falling like strange clouds, beautiful.

The hall becomes a strange place, as if it were in the clouds.

Each person chooses a ring of sword qi and transforms it into a cloak form through a magic weapon and a spirit ring.

The process is not complicated and only takes two steps.

First use a magic weapon to catch the sword qi, and then transform the form with the aura, and you can complete it.

Although the sword qi that fell has been filtered by Wan Linglou, it is still sharp, and it will hurt the body if it is directly added, and it needs to be weakened to the extent that it can adapt to it with a magic weapon or an overflowing spirit ring, otherwise it is easy to be injured by the sword qi.

From the speed of condensing the cloth, you can distinguish the strength of cultivation.

The sword is the first to finish.

Mu Qingyao, Yan Xu, Chu Hu and several other top swords successfully condensed after two or three breaths.

It was all a hat composed of a dim aura, and the brim of the hat was faintly undulating with bursts of sword qi.

The threat of sword qi in the place of burial of the sword exists in a rain-like manner, falling from top to bottom, so the most basic defense must first protect the head.

A circle of sword qi is only enough to condense a sword qi hat, and more sword qi is needed to condense the protective robe.

Soon, most of the swordsmen also completed the condensation of the hat.

The sword servants are the slowest, and it took a long time to succeed one after another, and many of the condensed hats were crooked and tattered, and they didn't know if they could block the sword qi in the transformation realm, which was funny to watch.

The other three directions have long been completed, and in the end only the north side remains.

Since the North Courtyard has the most sword servants involved in the sword battle, the clumsy appearance is really funny.

Luo Xiaoyu took the small dagger, and it took a long time to finally make a small hat, and there was no edge.

The north courtyard has become a troupe, and the other three courtyard disciples laughed.

"Even the sword qi hat is not well condensed, and I plan to go to the place where the sword is buried, it is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers."

"You know what, it's called whimsy! People don't even have cultivation, and they can't dream anymore, although it's a nightmare, but people are willing. ”

"I really don't know what they think."

Some gossip gradually appeared, and the contempt in the words overflowed.

To put it bluntly, look down on three words!

Look down on the North Courtyard!

Look down on a group of dreaming sword servants in the North Courtyard!

Over the years, the North Courtyard had almost no presence in the Sword Palace, and if it weren't for the fact that the Senior Sister's reckless reputation was loud enough, the disciples of the Sword Palace would even have to forget that there was a North Courtyard.

Today, entering the Ten Thousand Towers with the disciples of the North Courtyard is a shame in the eyes of many people.

Don't cut it down!

In the midst of the laughter, the disciples of the North Courtyard lowered their heads one after another, ashamed.

Wu Dachuan finally succeeded in condensing the hat, wiped the sweat on his forehead and began to point out the other newcomers, covering up the embarrassment with busyness.

"A group of rice buckets can't even condense the hats, and they still want to fight for the sword, and their brains are kicked by donkeys!"

A sharper voice of humiliation appeared, which was equivalent to a direct curse.

Yun Que didn't care about it originally, but at this time he glanced at the voice.

recognized the other party, it was Ning Ji, a disciple of the Western Courtyard who had just sent a blank paper to Chu Hu.

"What, not convinced?"

Ning Ji pointed to the sword qi hat on his head, and said proudly: "If you are not convinced, you will make a dress to open everyone's eyes!" A bunch of short, small guys, laughing to death! ”

In bursts of laughter, a second round of sword qi rings appeared from mid-air.

This time, the swords were still the fastest, and Mu Qingyao had already condensed a waist-high half-body robe.

The normal sword servant is much slower than before.

The hat is the simplest, it is a flat surface, and the coat can be much more complicated, and it needs to cover the whole body.

The sword qi only appeared for a quarter of an hour, a total of three rounds.

Very few people can condense a complete full-body robe, at least the cultivation of the sword can receive three rounds of sword qi in a row, and most ordinary swordsmen can only condense a half-body robe.

And the sword servant can make a complete hat is almost the limit.

Soon the third round of sword qi took shape.

The North Courtyard side was even more scrambling, not only to condense the hat, but also to avoid the extra sword qi ring.

The second round of sword qi has already made them scramble, jumping around, like a group of monkeys, and when the third round of sword qi falls, whether there can be someone standing on the north side of the courtyard is a matter of two words.

Once you run to the other three directions to dodge, it will be looked down upon.

The laughter was louder.

People want to see the bustle of the North Courtyard.

However, as the third round of sword qi rings slowly fell, the laughter gradually disappeared.

The formation on the North Courtyard side has not changed.

There was no shortage of sword qi falling from above.

But no one came out of the way, and no one fled in any other direction.

Because all the sword qi rings that fell on the north side of Wan Ling Lou were all set on Yun Que's body at this time.