Jiang Jiuzhe faced the abyss and meditated.

In the mist, the sword and weapons rang in unison.

In just a few breaths, a sharp sword rose one after another.

All of them are below the fourth grade.

Jiang Jiuzhe's face was unwavering, if he returned to Beijing with a five-grade sword on this trip, it would not be a feather return, but a great shame!

With the monarch's destiny in his body, how could the noble family disappoint the empress?

Moreover, the land of the sword mound is full of talents, and he has seen the rumored kendo giants with his own eyes, and the young man has his own Lingyun Zhi, and he is also looking forward to becoming famous in the world!

Not far away, Jin Kui's face was like sinking water, and everything in front of him made him tasteless.

On the side of the cliff, there was a small attic every few dozen steps, and many Sword Sect forces looked at it by the railing.

A woman praised:

"Such an amazing kendo wizard is really a blessing for my generation's sword cultivation."

"Half-burnt incense Wu Wupin sword, its sword intent is incomparable, why is this son nameless?"

The cronies smiled and explained: "Xuanping Marquis Mansion Qilin'er, come to the sword shrine by the will of the saint." ”

"It's too early." The woman felt a little regretful, "It means that the Xuan Realm contains qi in the body, which is the most suitable for taking a sword." ”

"Sect Master, don't look at who's coming." The cronies whispered.

The woman looked down in thought, and then smiled:

"Our empress, if you want to kill them all, you can't wait to insult the champion in all aspects."

"The co-master of the society, with the constitution of heaven in his mouth, rules all the people, what she does is far from being frank, and the dictatorship of the cadres is wrong, who dares to force her to make an edict against herself? Why bother to prove yourself to be shrewd? ”

The cronies' faces were full of nervousness, and they reminded:

"Sect Master is cautious, Scarface Judge is also in the Sword Shrine!"

"Can you still be convicted for your words?" The woman's tone was sarcastic, the sword qi rolled between her sleeves, and she said coldly:

"But Gu Ping'an is too arrogant, under one grade, he is all crippled, look at what he uses to support his arrogance."

Suddenly.

The sword intent rises with the wind.

There was a slight humming sound from the bottom of the abyss.

"A sword breaks through the ground!" The woman was amazed.

Above the third grade, buried underground.

Boom!

A sword slowly broke through the fog, the sword body rotated three times, the rust peeled off, and the sword body shone brightly.

Jiang Jiuzhe suddenly closed his eyes, and the sword intent in his consciousness emerged, which was incomparably compatible.

He stretched out his right hand, and the hilt of the sword fell into the palm of his hand, and there was silence for a moment.

"Three products." Jiang Jiuzhe was slightly dissatisfied.

As everyone knows, many young swordsmen looked over with envy in their eyes.

The talent visible to the naked eye, the real good seedling of kendo, is so easy and freehand!

Jiang Jiuzhe noticed that countless eyes were staring at him, and he remembered the words of the sage's advice, so he calmly grabbed the hilt of his sword, threw it hard, and threw it back into the abyss.

"I'm sorry." He saluted with two fingers and was humble in his attitude.

It's not that I dislike you, it's just that I need better.

This scene fell in the eyes of many people, including the Qin family, who praised it one after another.

An eight-foot man can be proud, but he can't be arrogant!

Just like Xuanping Hou Shizi, he never speaks wildly, but only attracts attention with his actions!

And that one, who has avoided fighting so far, is it afraid of showing cowardice?

……

In the blink of an eye, five days passed.

Jiang Jiuzhe was still on the edge of the cliff to learn the sword, during which he won nine third-grade sword weapons, and even one sword was comparable to the second-grade, but he was always indifferent.

He will never accept below the second grade.

Not a single cent.

On the loft.

Jin Kui faced the hunting wind, looked at the Qin family master beside him, and asked respectfully:

"Old Qin, how is Gu Ping'an?"

The head of the Qin family had white hair fluttering, staring at the misty abyss, and said to himself:

"Could it be that the old man has lost his eyes?"

"What do you mean?" Jin Kui was a little urgent.

The Qin family master frowned deeply:

"Early in the morning, the clansmen went to his attic to add a few lamp oils, Gu Ping'an has reached the abyss to realize the sword, and there has been no movement for five hours."

Jin Kui breathed a long sigh of relief, and the accumulated pressure suddenly dissipated, revealing a long-lost smile.

The head of the Qin family paced back and forth.

The Qin family has guarded the place where the sword is buried for generations, and he has seen countless sword path Tianjiao, so it stands to reason that he will not make a mistake in judgment.

Like saints.

When she deigned to come to the sword shrine, with her sword intent talent, she was destined to take away a first-grade sword from the beginning.

The saint was not reconciled, and raised the power of the two top gate valves to pry the ground, and after eight or six hundred and sixty-four days, the Longyuan sword broke through the ground and roared, and the whole world was shocked.

At that time, he witnessed a strange sight with his own eyes.

Now, Gu Ping'an's sleeves are in the sword qi, and the sword qi is flowing at the speed of a stream, which is clearly the talent to take away the second-grade sword.

But there was no movement.

……

Imperial Garden, Lake Center Pavilion.

"Please sage the royal view."

The little eunuch handed over the letterhead.

The empress unfolded it and said lazily:

"Xuanping Hou Qilin'er, if you stop at the three-grade sword, then I will be very disappointed."

Although she was reproachful, her eyes were full of smiles.

It was only a matter of time before the second-grade sword was removed.

The family background is innocent, sworn allegiance to the imperial power, and the talent of kendo is first-class, so it must be cultivated in a key way, and in time it will be able to defend the Beimang Territory and level the barbarians!

Thinking of this, the empress evoked a sneer:

"Incompetent maggots!"

"I overestimated you!"

"In my opinion, the reason why you are arrogant is probably because you have some confidence, or Jiang Jinshuang gave you a sword talisman, or you really have a few meager talents, at least you can summon the four-grade sword weapon, right? If you're lucky, you can touch the shadow of the three-rank sword. ”

"I don't want to see a traitor in the territory of Luozhou, so I sent the Xuanping Marquis Mansion Qilin'er, just to suppress your arrogance!"

"Where would you have thought that you wouldn't even be able to pick up a seven-rank sword? In this way, it seems to be narrow-minded. ”

The empress lightly opened her lips, and the smile gradually disappeared.

It was originally envisaged -

The traitor worked hard to obtain the three-grade sword, and when he was about to be ecstatic and celebrate, Jiang Jiuzhe's two-grade sword came out in a light and light manner, so that the traitor knew what the gap was!

Let him despair and be angry!

So that the sword cultivators in the world can see clearly that Tianjiao, who is loyal to Daqian, will always be able to defeat the so-called spring thunder of the small country!

But now it's a direct crush.

She suddenly felt a little bored.

"I really think you have the slightest ability, but you've exposed yourself so badly."

The empress's phoenix eyes were lightly raised, and she was interested, and said loudly:

"Take the sword!"

"Yes." The palace maid hurried to the dormitory.

In half an hour, two palace maids brought a royal sword.

The sword body is dark and vicissitudes, surrounded by purple gas, and a proud and magnificent phoenix is carved on the hilt.

The empress spread out her palms and slowly grasped the hilt of her sword.

In an instant, the sword qi was natural.

The purple qi machine flows from the wrist to the tip of the sword, and it contains the great power of dragon qi and national fortune.

The empress's skirt fluttered, the green silk danced, stepped into the lake as if walking on the ground, and slashed at the pear tree planted by the lake with her sword in anger.

Fallen leaves one, two, piece by piece.

The sword qi swept across, and the pear tree collapsed and fell apart.

The lake splashed with monstrous waves, and the water droplets formed a water curtain, and the empress passed through gracefully, and the phoenix skirt was not wet.

"Despicable traitor, do you know why I hate you so much? I have bowed my head and let you come back, you have killed my servants, and then you have slandered my reputation! ”

"If you are already loyal to me, under the king's sword, take what you want!"

"Now that you have found nothing in the sword mound, have you ever regretted it?"