Valley rainy season.

The Sword Sect's thirtie-year sword inheritance competition is about to begin.

Countless young disciples who had traveled abroad began to return to the sect one after another, and even many sword immortal elders who had stepped into the Three Realms of Returning to Truth had returned to the Sword Sect thousands of miles away.

What shocked countless people even more was that the Seven Holy Lands of the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm actually sent people to watch the ceremony.

In the past ten days, the disciples of the Yuan Temple who were in charge of welcoming them at the mountain gate were so busy that they barely had time to sleep.

First of all, the closest to the Sword Sect, which is also one of the seven holy places, the Qingxu Zhenren of the Xuanzhou Daode Immortal Sect came with dozens of younger generation disciples.

The Daode Immortal Sect is the sect with the longest inheritance of the Daomen, and there are countless Dao Decisive Spells in the door, known as the world's ten thousand laws out of morality.

And Qingxu Zhenren is a very legendary Daomen true immortal in the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm, who has broken through the threshold of life and death in less than two hundred years of practice, stepped into the realm of forgetfulness, and is second only to the head of the Daode Immortal Sect.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen young monks from the Xizhou Hanging Temple flew across the sea of sand and also came to the Sword Sect.

The Occult Moon Sect, Emperor Wu City, came on the same day.

Even the Demon Town, which has been guarding the northern land all year round, is said to have several powerful people.

For a time, the Sword Sect almost became the most lively place in the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm, and many true immortals, sword immortals, and martial saints who had broken through the threshold of life and death on weekdays had appeared in front of the world.

This time, it seems that the Sword Inheritance Contest is no longer a matter for the younger generation of the Sword Sect, but a grand event for countless young monks in the entire Great Wilderness Ancient Realm.

For a while, many young disciples of the Seven Peaks and Four Halls of the Sword Sect were full of excitement, all thinking of showing their prominence in this big competition, and getting the favor of a certain elder of the Seven Peaks of the Sword Sect, or even the first seat of the First Peak, so as to ascend to the sky in one step and become the pride of the day.

...

A secluded mountain peak in the outer courtyard.

Su Qingming sat cross-legged, and the massive heaven and earth aura surged into his body like a tide.

Dantian Linghu, the Guixu Sword exudes a simple and vicissitudes of life, and under the tip of the sword, a little milky white spiritual liquid slowly drips.

Rumble!

The originally calm surface of the lake exploded in an instant, setting off a monstrous wave.

If there are others here, they will definitely be shocked by the vision, this kind of vision of the aura pouring into the body is only available to some great monks of the Cave Truth Realm.

As the momentum climbed, the realm of the beautiful boy gradually reached its peak.

At the moment when the spiritual lake in his body was calm, the spiritual energy around the young man was exhausted.

Nine layers of the Qi Extraction Realm.

After Su Qingming exhaled, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sea of clouds in the distance.

"The body of a mortal who can't cultivate, in less than half a year, has completed the peak of the Qi Induction Realm that others need five or even ten years to reach, and the "Returning to the Ruins" is really against the sky."

Su Qingming sighed secretly, this kind of cultivation speed can already be compared to the world's top heaven-level Dao body or sword body, if his physique is also a heaven-level sword body, after practicing the "Returning to the Ruins Dao Decision", which can speed up the absorption of spiritual energy, what kind of speed will it be.

Feeling the majestic aura in his body that was far beyond ordinary people, and the pool of spiritual liquid that almost turned into substance, Su Qingming was confident that even if he faced the monks after the seventh layer of the Ning Yuan Realm, he would have the strength to resist.

With the addition of a strong body, if he encounters Hu Yu's sword servant who relies on drugs to accumulate in the Dust Realm again, it will not be so dangerous.

"It's still not enough!"

Su Qingming's expression did not relax in the slightest, this time the Hu family killed people in the Sword Sect Mountain Gate, they must have received orders from the Shen family, otherwise they would not dare to do so.

And after Lu Shi's sword warning, the Shen family may be more obscure.

For example, in the Chengjian competition, he was killed by mistake under the pretense of missing hands.

And in the face of those genius disciples from big families, just relying on their strong spiritual power and strong body, they couldn't get the first place in this big competition.

"Kendo cultivation is still too low." Su Qingming held the spirit sword that was stuck diagonally on the ground and sighed.

The enemy he had to face was too strong, and he was limited by the realm, and the powerful sword duels in his previous life could not be used at all, which made him dangerous and dangerous when he fought to the death several times.

"You're weird." An abrupt voice broke the silence of the peak.

Su Qingming turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in an ink-colored robe and a purple gourd standing on the edge of the cliff at some point.

Mo Changqing.

Sure enough, it was the only disciple of the dean, Su Qingming's divine sense was far beyond ordinary people, even if he was out of the dust realm, it was impossible to escape his detection, so he came to his side so quietly.

And Mo Changqing's cultivation realm at the moment seemed to be only six layers of the Condensation Yuan Realm.

But Su Qing knew in his heart that sword cultivation could not use the realm to measure his combat power, such as himself, such as the Mo Changqing in front of him.

Su Qing meditated for a while and said seriously: "There are many strange things, and they have become commonplace. ”

Mo Changqing nodded and agreed: "That's right, the master Ning Yuan on one day, dust on the ninth day, and then broke through the realm and entered the cave in the morning and night, which shook the entire Great Wilderness at that time, but later, with more such things, no one will be surprised anymore." ”

Mo Changqing handed the gourd in his hand forward, and continued: "There are many outer disciples, in terms of talent, you are the worst, but the cultivation speed is not even comparable to Lu Qian, I heard that even Master Lu accepted you as an apprentice was rejected, so I came over to take a look and see what kind of person you are." ”

Su Qingming stretched out his hand to take the gourd, raised his head and took a sip, and then asked, "Then what kind of person are you seeing?" ”

This wine is a little unpleasant.

It's too spicy, and it smells like begging.

Mo Changqing was silent for a while, and then said, "You are very similar to him, even the appearance of drinking." ”

Although Mo Changqing didn't say the man's name, Su Qingming knew very well who he was talking about.

"Dean, where the hell have you been?" Su Qingming asked the biggest question in his heart since he was reincarnated.

The highest cultivation of the Sword Sect now is not the master of the perennial retreat, nor the hall master of the four halls, but the dean of the outer courtyard.

But after Su Qingming's memory woke up, he found that the person had not appeared in front of the world for a hundred years, and some people even speculated that he had fallen.

Mo Changqing shook his head and said, "I don't know, but the master asked me to do one thing before leaving." ”

Su Qingming asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Mo Changqing looked up at the mountain peak that exuded majestic sword intent in the depths of the Sword Sect, and said seriously: "The Taichu Sword must stay in the Heavenly Sword Peak. ”

Su Qingming heard what he meant, the seven peaks of the Sword Sect, each peak has its own immortal sword, such as the Zhentian Sword of Cloud Sword Peak, the Evil Sword of Lilu Peak, each of which is an extremely powerful killing weapon in the world, and it has reached the level of an immortal weapon.

These swords are the sword bones of the Seven Peaks, and they are their inheritance.

And this time, after being sealed for a thousand years, the Heavenly Sword Peak was opened under the pressure of the two veins of the family and the master and apprentice, and if the primordial sword was taken away by the people of these two veins.

That means that the seven peaks of the Sword Sect will become six peaks.

That Outer Courtyard Dean was from Heavenly Sword Peak, and as his disciple, Mo Changqing naturally didn't want to see such a thing happen.

Although his realm seemed to be the Ning Yuan Realm, the entire Sword Sect knew that Mo Changqing was in the Great Wilderness, and he had once slashed a major cultivator of the Cave True Realm with one sword.

No one dared to look at him as Ning Yuan Realm.

Thinking of this, Su Qingming asked, "Why do you want me to do this?" ”

Mo Changqing smiled and said lightly: "I asked Lu Qian to do it, will you agree?" ”

Su Qingming's expression was sluggish, and then he sighed helplessly: "I'll come." ”

Mo Changqing hung the gourd on his waist again, looked at the sea of clouds in the sky, and did not speak.

Under the sunset, the middle-aged man's face was vicissitudes of life, and his expression was extremely lonely.

Su Qingming turned around and left.

...

There is still half a month before the opening of the Sword Shrine, and countless disciples of the younger generation of the Sword Sect are cultivating.

In the outer courtyard, Lu Qian has the highest talent, and his realm deserves to be the first, even Su Qingming, in terms of cultivation speed, is much slower than her.

There are also a few disciples of the same age as him, whose physique is also good, and after only three years of cultivation, he is already at the eighth layer of the Qi Induction Realm, which is much faster than those disciples of the Seven Peaks and the disciples of the master-apprentice lineage.

Su Qingming knew that after this sword competition, they would all be drawn together by the family and the master and apprentice lineage, or become the disciples of the master and apprentice lineage, or become the sword attendants of the family family, and there would be no more that kind of chic walking alone.

There are also some people who may choose to become deacons outside the Sword Sect, and they will never have the opportunity to return to the mountain gate in their lifetime.

Early in the morning.

Su Qingming walked out of the wooden house and walked casually on a mountain peak in the outer courtyard.

Because the disciples of several other holy places were also there, along the way, Su Qingming saw many unfamiliar faces, some of them would salute each other, and some of them held their heads high, disdainful of an outer disciple like him.

In the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm, the outer disciples of a sect are always the people at the bottom.

The geniuses with outstanding talents and extraordinary physique were all hidden and carefully cultivated by the elders of the sect early on.

The mist in the mountains was filled, and after a while, a young man in green clothes with his hair in a gloomy look came over, and when he saw Su Qingming, his eyes lit up, and he said hurriedly: "Senior Brother Su, it turns out that you are here, Senior Sister Lu, she..."

Su Qingming frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Chen Lin, what's wrong?" ”

Chen Lin is a genius second only to Lu Qian in talent among the disciples of the outer court, and now he is also a ninth-level cultivator in the Qi Induction Realm, and Su Qingming knows him well.

"Earlier, I practiced swords with a few junior disciples on the sword testing platform, and I happened to meet Shanyuan of the Daode Immortal Sect, and threatened to suppress our outer disciples with a sword, but the junior disciples couldn't fight with him, and they couldn't break his sword, Senior Sister Lu also shot later, but was injured by him." Chen Lin told the story in one breath, and when he raised his head, he found that there was no one in front of him.

This time, the Sword Inheritance Competition, the Daode Immortal Sect is the closest to the Sword Sect, so it is also one of the first holy places to come to the Sword Sect.

Su Qingming had heard a few days ago that this Shanyuan was competing with the younger generation of disciples of the Sword Sect everywhere, among the seven peaks, he had already challenged Qianchuan Peak, Liubai Peak, and Shihe Peak, and many people even couldn't make three moves under this person's sword.

You must know that the Daode Immortal Sect is a major sect of Taoism, and it practices Taoist magic, and the Sword Sect is the holy land of the world's swordsmanship.

"It is said that your Sword Sect is the holy land of sword cultivation in the world, and for three days, there is no one who can fight."

On the sword test platform, a fair-skinned man wearing a high crown and a moon-white robe clasped his hands to his chest, looking around at the countless Sword Sect disciples around him.

Su Qingming squinted slightly, his expression indifferent.