Watching Jin Toad return to the pool, Chen Siyu's hanging heart finally relaxed.

"Let's go." Lao Bai walked in front.

Chen Siyu hurriedly followed, opened his mouth, and held back the words when they came to his mouth.

Lao Bai seemed to feel something, and asked without looking back: "If there is anything you want to ask, just ask." ”

"Grandpa Bai, isn't your cultivation very high? Otherwise, how could that golden toad listen to you? ”

"I've just learned the superficial spitting and fist and foot kung fu from the sect master." Lao Bai shook his head and said.

"As for this golden toad... He was raised by the sect master, and although I am not an official disciple, it will not hurt me. ”

"Grandpa Bai, why don't you practice? When the time comes, if you have achieved achievements in cultivation, you will be able to travel the world. Chen Siyu's eyes revealed yearning.

"I'm old, so I don't want to do anything about cultivation."

Maybe it was the old man who saved him in front of Jin Toad, Chen Siyu had an inexplicable affection for the old man, and kept asking this and that.

The old man was also kind, smiling and answering his questions.

Before he knew it, he had been following the old man for several hours.

Night was falling, and the moonlight sprinkled on the path, pulling the shadows of the two of them to the elder.

"Grandpa Bai, how tall is this Sword Peak?" Chen Siyu couldn't help but ask.

After all, he's been climbing for a whole day, and he hasn't reached the top yet.

"It's still early, usually I have to climb for two days and one night." Lao Bai said with even breathing.

Looking at the old man's still straight waist, Chen Siyu had to be convinced, he was still so full of physical strength when he was old, which made him suspect that the other party was a hidden power.

It's just that he hasn't felt the slightest mana on the old man's body, and he is not sure if he is an ordinary person, after all, it is also possible that his strength is too much beyond him, and it is normal not to feel it.

"Okay." Chen Siyu didn't complain, and was about to continue to keep up when he heard Lao Bai say.

"Don't go yet, let's find a place to rest for a while, the sword peak at night is not peaceful." Lao Bai squinted, leaned against the rock wall, and dozed off.

“？？？” Chen Siyu frowned, didn't he say that it was not peaceful? Shouldn't it have been better to leave earlier? Why are you still sleeping?

After a while, Lao Bai's snoring sounded, and Chen Siyu took a closer look, and he was really sleeping sweetly.

When Lao Bai said this, Chen Siyu didn't dare to relax in his heart, and looked around vigilantly, a little wind and grass scared him.

The wind whimpered, as if a woman was whispering in her ear, as if a pair of big hands gently stroked Chen Siyu's cheeks.

Gradually, he became a little tired, and his eyelids dozed off unconsciously.

After all, he's been crawling for a day, and he really can't stand the exhaustion.

Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the first half of the night, nothing happened all the time.

In the second half of the night, an unusual sound came from Jian Peak, clanging, and the sound of gold and iron was extremely harsh.

This made Chen Siyu wake up quickly, and before he could scold himself for being so careless and lax, he fell asleep, and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw Chen Siyu look up, and countless flying swords surrounded the mountain peaks, drawing arcs one after another.

What's more, they collide with each other, the tips of the swords collide, the sparks splash everywhere, and the sound of clanging bells is generated.

These countless flying swords were as if someone was manipulating them, using exquisite swordsmanship, and Chen Siyu was dazzled when he saw it, and his eyes didn't know where to look for a while.

After watching it for a while, Chen Siyu only felt extremely uncomfortable, especially his eyes were stinging, he hurriedly turned his head and didn't dare to look at it again.

After he came back to his senses, he walked to Lao Bai's side and patted him: "Grandpa Bai, what's going on?" So many flying swords? ”

Lao Bai woke up in a daze and looked up, "Didn't I tell you, isn't the night peaceful?" That's it. ”

"These flying swords are all taken from the hands of the defeated people of the disciples of the Sword Sect, every night comes, the sword spirits produced by the flying swords will come out to hone their swordsmanship, and the pride of the sword cultivation makes them persevere, hoping to defeat the swordsmanship of the original Sword Sect disciples one day."

After Lao Bai finished explaining, he added, "By the way, as long as you don't move, it's fine, if they find out and mistakenly think that you are a disciple of the Sword Sect, maybe they will come to you for advice, of course, this is not a bad thing, maybe you can get the approval of a certain flying sword." ”

"Don't look at them like this at this time, they are actually the best flying swords."

After speaking, Lao Bai changed to a comfortable position again, closed his eyes, and continued to sleep.

Chen Siyu watched the battle between the flying swords with some shock, and was full of emotion.

"That's not right, aren't the sword spirits produced by the Yuan Infant Stage cultivators slowly recuperating?"

Chen Siyu was even more surprised when he thought of this, "So... Did the Sword Sect defeat so many monks who were at least in the Yuan Infant Stage? ”

Suddenly, Chen Siyu became more and more curious about the strength of the Sword Sect, thinking that he must join the Sword Sect and hug his thighs.

After figuring it out, Chen Siyu didn't feel sleepy, so he leaned on the rock wall and quietly looked at the flying sword in the sky.

After about an hour, all the flying swords seemed to have been inspired by something, and they all stopped, and they all made a buzzing sound, and the sword body trembled.

Immediately, Chen Siyu found that there was a person who had risen to the center of the sword group at some point.

All the flying swords swirled around him, making it impossible for him to see the man's face.

"It's a bit like a pilgrimage." I saw the flying swords swing in unison, as if they were saluting the man.

Then they flew up to the man one by one, as if waiting for something.

Chen Siyu vaguely saw the man shaking his head, and the flying sword went aside.

Inexplicably, Chen Siyu felt a sense of disappointment coming from the flying sword, as if he was sad that he was not picked.

The flying swords lined up in turn as if they were being reviewed.

Time flew by, and until the last flying sword was also rejected, the sky was already slightly white, and it was actually morning.

"Buzz!" All the flying swords screamed in unison, and the sword body shook, turning into countless sword lights, scattering in all directions.

The man hung in the air, as if it was a pity, and then disappeared from Chen Siyu's sight in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Chen Siyu's heart was full of shock, what kind of person can do ten thousand swords in unison, and all bow down for him (her).

"Who the hell is this man?" The more Chen Siyu thought about it, the more curious he became, and he didn't care that Lao Bai was asleep, so he hurriedly woke him up.

Lao Bai was sleepy-eyed, and after a glance, the sky lit up slightly, and then at Chen Siyu, who had an anxious face, and said angrily: "You stinky boy!" Disturbing dreams! What's wrong with it! ”

Chen Siyu was stunned for a moment, inexplicably feeling a little familiar, but his attention was all on that person at this time, and he didn't think about it.

Immediately, he described what happened in the second half of the night vividly, and after that, he looked at Lao Bai expectantly, hoping that he could answer for himself.

Lao Bai was unhurried, took out a pot of water, drank a few big sips, wiped his mouth, and then said, "Are you mistaken?" Hallucinations? I've been here for so long, and I've never seen anything like it. ”

The other party clearly did not believe his words.

Let Chen Siyu repeatedly confirm that he was not mistaken, it must be true, Lao Bai pondered for a while and said: "That may be the illusion brought by the flying sword, maybe in their hearts they also yearn for someone to be their master." ”

With such an explanation, Chen Siyu also began to doubt himself, and in the end, he didn't choose to dwell on this matter, after all, even if there were, it would be 108,000 miles away from himself, all he could do was to cultivate in a down-to-earth manner, and sooner or later he would become the monk with ten thousand swords.

With longing, Chen Siyu followed Lao Bai to start climbing the Sword Peak again.

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Time flies, and finally, Chen Siyu came to the top of Jianfeng Mountain in the evening of this day.

"Whew! It's finally here, and I'm exhausted. Chen Siyu sat on the stone on the top of the mountain, stretched out his head, and looked down.

"I've climbed that high." Chen Siyu couldn't look at it at all, and he couldn't hear the echo when he threw a pebble.

Chen Siyu rested for a while, stood up and patted his buttocks, looked around, and asked suspiciously, "Grandpa Bai, are you sure we have reached the top of the mountain?" Why is there nothing? ”

"Also, I haven't seen any Sword Sect disciples other than you from beginning to end, what about the others?"

Chen Siyu saw that the top of the Sword Peak was not as grand as he imagined, and he didn't see any big hall, the room where the disciples lived, the refining room, the alchemy room, or anything, and he couldn't help but suspect that it was not the final destination.

Lao Bai shook his head, "This is the top of the mountain, who says nothing, look at that." Lao Bai stretched out his hand and pointed to a few thatched huts in the distance.

"The one on the far right is where I live, the one on the far left is the senior brother of the Sword Sect, Mo Shangfeng, the second senior sister Sang Lanqing on his right, and next to him is the third senior brother, Ning Changhong, and the remaining two are the last junior brother Feng Youzui and the sect leader Tang Cheng."

After listening to Lao Bai's introduction, Chen Siyu was silent for a long time before he spoke: "You mean... There are only six people in the entire Sword Sect plus you? ”

Lao Bai nodded as expected.

Silent...

Or silence.

"If there are so few people, it's called a sect?" Chen Siyu couldn't help complaining.

Lao Bai's face turned red, "There are indeed fewer people, but the strength of the disciples of the Sword Sect should not be underestimated." ”

"That's right." Chen Siyu has seen Feng You's drunken cultivation, and here he is actually the junior disciple at the bottom of the list, and the strength of the sect can be seen.

"There are few suspects, the treatment is poor, you still have time to leave now." A man in a green robe walked over, and Chen Siyu didn't notice where he came from for a while.

"No, no, I'm not leaving." Chen Siyu shook his head vigorously, joking, how could he go.

"This is our sect master, Tang Repentance." Lao Bai said on the side.

"Hello Sect Master!"

"That's it, since you can climb up, it's fate, you are drunk, this person was brought by you, and I will hand it over to you to teach." After Tang Cheng finished speaking, he turned around and left.

It turned out that Feng Youdrunk was standing behind Tang Cheng, and stepped forward at this time, "Let's go, I'll take you to build a thatched house, otherwise you won't have a place to live today." ”

"It's... Master. Chen Siyu was still in a state of surprise, blinking his eyes constantly.

That's it? Isn't there any sense of ritual at all? I'm a member of the Sword Sect, it's too child's play! Chen Siyu shouted frantically in his heart, but he didn't stop on his feet, followed Feng Youzui and walked towards the thatched house.

Lao Bai looked surprised, shook his head with a smile, and prepared to work.