Most of the one hundred and seven holy mountains in front of them have built many large halls and pavilions, and there are many disciples.

But only on this Holy Sword Peak, the weeds are overgrown, and it looks like it is inaccessible.

Lu Qingshan slowly ascended the Holy Sword Peak.

En route.

Lu Qingshan met three or five monks, who seemed to be comprehending the inheritance on the Holy Sword Peak, but in the end, they shook their heads and sighed, turned around and left without looking at them.

"The inheritance on the Holy Sword Peak has not appeared for more than a hundred years......

"A hundred years ago, only a peerless Tianjiao named Yuan Ling received a part of his inheritance, and later became a sword saint ......"

Lu Qingshan's ears moved, and he heard the news of the ancestor of the Yuanling Sect.

"It turns out that the patriarch was from the Holy Courtyard back then......" Lu Qingshan said secretly in his heart.

Finally.

A square appeared in front of it, the square was not large, but there was a sword monument standing in the center of the square.

In the square, there are still many sword cultivators who close their eyes and comprehend carefully, hoping to obtain the inheritance of the Holy Sword Peak.

It's just that.

They were all like the three or five monks Lu Qingshan had seen along the way, with disappointment in their eyes.

in the square.

There was also an old man who was cleaning the floor, looking very serious.

Maybe.

On the Holy Sword Peak, the only clean place is this small square.

When Lu Qingshan came, the old man suddenly raised his head, looked at Lu Qingshan's eyes full of surprise, and muttered in a low voice: "What an amazing sword intent......

Follow.

The old man lowered his head and smiled, and said to himself, "Perhaps, the inheritance of the Holy Sword Peak should be born......

Wow!

Lu Qingshan noticed the old man, hurriedly walked over, hugged his fists and said: "Senior, I have walked all the way, there are one hundred and eight holy mountains in front of me, and there are inner court disciples on them, but why is there not a single inner court disciple on this holy sword peak?"

The old man raised his head, stared at Lu Qingshan, and said calmly: "The Holy Sword Peak has already declined, and no one has ever obtained its inheritance for hundreds of years, so unless someone can get the inheritance of the Holy Sword Peak, no one will be willing to become a disciple of the Holy Sword Peak!"

"That's ...... so"

Lu Qingshan was slightly surprised, and said again: "Dare to ask the seniors who are ...... on this Holy Sword Peak."

Now.

Lu Qingshan didn't know the identity of the old man yet, so he asked.

Immediately.

The old man deliberately glanced at Lu Qingshan twice, and said with a smile: "The old man is a sword keeper who has been passed down from generation to generation, and this life is to protect the inheritance on the Holy Sword Peak!

"Thank you sword guards!" Lu Qingshan clenched his fists again, and after saying with a smile, Lu Qingshan slowly walked over and sat cross-legged in front of the sword monument.

When Lu Qingshan sat down, the few monks in front of the sword monument got up one after another and left disappointed.

However, after a while, Lu Qingshan was the only one left in front of the sword monument.

Faced with such a situation, Lu Qingshan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The sword keeper walked over and said, "The inheritance on the Holy Sword Peak has declined, but a peerless Tianjiao Yuan Spirit was given a part of the inheritance a hundred years ago, but unfortunately, that Yuan Spirit later fell......"

At the end, the sword keeper let out a sigh, stared at Lu Qingshan, and continued: "You should be the descendant of the Yuan Spirit, right?

After the sword keeper finished speaking, he didn't wait for Lu Qingshan to answer, he shook his head and turned around and went into the distance.

After pondering for a while, Lu Qingshan simply closed his eyes and carefully searched for the feeling in his heart.

Airplanes!

The moment Lu Qingshan closed his eyes, the world in front of him suddenly changed.

Holy Sword Peak.

It's no longer a holy mountain!

Rather, a sword shrine!

The entire holy mountain, as if all the holy swords were buried, one after another!

Each holy sword is filled with the breath of time, as if they have been through too long, too long years!

Buzz! Buzz!

This moment.

All the holy swords set off an earth-shattering sword intent, revealing one vision after another in mid-air.

Distance.

The sword keeper, who was cleaning the ground, suddenly raised his head and looked up at the air, his eyes showing excitement.

"The inheritance of the Holy Sword Peak is finally coming out again......" the sword keeper muttered in a low voice.

The monks who had just left from the Holy Sword Peak, at this moment, they suddenly had some kind of mysterious sense, and they all looked back at the Holy Sword Peak.

Pity.

With their naked eyes, they couldn't see everything in Lu Qingshan's sight at all, but they just had a faint sense in their hearts!

In front of the sword monument.

Lu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and muttered to himself: "It turns out that the inheritance of every holy mountain is not just one. In other words, inheritance is indeed one, but it is only one direction! For example, the Holy Buddha Peak, the inheritance is the Buddha, such as the Holy Demon Peak, the inheritance is the demon, and the Holy Blood Peak, the inheritance is blood, and as for the inheritance on the Holy Sword Peak, the inheritance is the sword. But whether it's a Buddha, a demon, a blood, or a sword, it's just a great avenue! For example, every holy sword on this Holy Sword Peak, strictly speaking, is actually a kind of inheritance!"

This moment.

Lu Qingshan suddenly brightened.

The inheritance on the one hundred and eight holy mountains, to Lu Qingshan, seemed to have opened his arms and let Lu Qingshan ask for it.

"Just. The inheritance on the Holy Sword Peak, how should I choose?" Lu Qingshan frowned slightly.

Every holy sword is actually a kind of inheritance.

As far as Lu Qingshan is concerned, as long as he gently stretches out his hand, these inheritances are at his fingertips!

Wow!

Lu Qingshan closed his eyes again!

Everything in front of me has changed again.

Lu Qingshan closed his eyes and walked slowly.

"It's a broadsword, and it's full of weight, and it's not for me......"

"It's a thin sword, it's light, it's light, it's suitable for women, and it's not for me......"

"Also, this is a decent holy sword, it doesn't have too many advantages, but it also doesn't have too many shortcomings......

"This sword, there is the artistic conception of smoke and rain on it, and the original smoke and rain sword technique of the smoke and rain cave may have come from this holy sword ......"

"This sword is the first speed, but compared to my speed, it is still weaker after all......"

Suddenly.

Lu Qingshan noticed that there was a blue holy sword in the distance.

It's just that.

When Lu Qingshan looked over, the blue holy sword turned into a bolt of lightning.

"Sword, how could it be a bolt of lightning?" Lu Qingshan was slightly surprised, and at the same time, a strong desire was born in his heart.

It seems that the inductions that were born outside the Holy Courtyard half a year ago all came from the lightning in front of them.

"Then, it's up to you......" Lu Qingshan smiled and stretched out his right hand.

The blue lightning came in an instant and drilled into Lu Qingshan's body!

Meantime!

Boom! Boom!

On the Holy Sword Peak, a vision abruptly appeared, and blue lightning swam in mid-air, covering the entire holy mountain in the blink of an eye!

(End of chapter)