"Have you figured out a plan?"

Thinking that the benefits of inheritance were not reaped, and he had to clean up the mess for Ni Fengchun, Xiong Quansheng looked at him very unpleasantly.

Hu Wanxiang was also very impatient.

Ni Fengchun wanted to have seizures many times, but thinking that such an important task was messed up, and the harsh punishment of the demon clan ancestral land he had to face, he had to break his teeth and swallow blood.

Now I still need their help, and after this stubble, I will definitely get this bad breath back!

"Of course, I've already figured it out." Ni Fengchun hid his hatred and smiled flatteringly, not showing the slightest resentment at all, "You do it, after the ancestral land task is completed, I will give all the remuneration for the hair." ”

The next day, the rest of the people moved on to the next round of trials.

In this round, the test is sword intent.

Sword cultivation enters the Tao with sword qi, comprehends the rules of heaven and earth, and condenses sword intent, so that he has the potential to step into the immortal level, otherwise, if he can't realize it, he will have no chance with the immortal level in this life.

The inheritance of the sword god must be inherited by those who have condensed the sword intent or have talent.

The silver dragon waved his hand, and the pitch-black stone the size of an adult man fell to the ground.

Its heavy mass leaves a deep calf-length pit on the metal test bench.

Causing a pair of eyes to leak a greedy color. This is a blue-cast dark iron, and the size of a palm can be sold for ten high-grade spirit stones, which is worth the expenses of ordinary people in a village of 100 for decades.

This huge piece is hard to find in the world, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the treasure of Zhenguo, even if it is just a small piece of the sword that is integrated into the natal sword, it is the lowest mortal iron sword, and it can also be instantly promoted to the top magic weapon of the human level.

For these sword cultivators, the gold, silver, and jewelry were just a passing moment, and the elixir spirit beasts were irrelevant. The most important thing is their natal magic weapon - the sword.

How is this not exciting.

The silver dragon snorted coldly, exuding coercion and shocking everyone, and the aura of the immortal-level powerhouse made some people who were hungry for profit regain their senses and restrain a lot.

"Don't think crookedly, otherwise, the old man doesn't mind cleaning up the garbage!"

"You all come to the stage one by one, use all your strength, and judge the kendo talent from this piece of blue-cast dark iron."

Most of the people present are casual cultivators, their family backgrounds are weak, and they have not tested their kendo talents until now, and they abound.

When given the opportunity to test, many people can't wait to see how talented they are.

Among them, the thin and shriveled man was the first to take the stage, and with all his strength, he did not leave any traces on the blue cast black iron.

With the hardness of the blue cast iron, non-immortal steps cannot leave traces.

After a long time, the green cast dark iron emitted a faint red light.

There was a sigh.

The man's old face turned red, and he couldn't raise his head, he entered the Dao too late, and he was not a member of the clan, he was only a scattered cultivator, and he didn't have much cultivation resources at all.

It is not easy to get to this point only by practicing penance every day.

"Talent doesn't determine everything, relying on weak talent, but relying on hard work, to get here, you will definitely make great achievements in the future."

No one expected Yinlong to give such a high evaluation, the sigh disappeared, and no one dared to question it anymore.

The man's heart was full of joy and thanked him again and again.

"Alright, next."