The calm and distant sound of the Dao bell echoed in the Three Thousand Miles Guanxin Pavilion.

Chen Changan's eyelids moved, his vision slowly changed from blur to clear, and what came into his eyes was a messy array of refining weapons, and the black long sword that should have been suspended in the center of the formation had disappeared.

His mind moved, and in the next second, a pitch-black long sword appeared in the palm of his right hand, and a cold touch came from the palm of his hand, making him come back to his senses in an instant.

"Fifth-Order Mysterious Weapon!"

Chen Changan grabbed the long sword in his hand and instantly saw its grade.

It was one order higher than the fourth-order mystic weapon he expected, no wonder it would consume so much when refining, and it almost failed to refine.

He subconsciously sensed the meridians and dantian in his body.

Chen Changan was stunned for a moment.

Within his dantian, a white Dao seed quietly condensed and his dark red flower Dao seed on the other side of the dantian entrenched on one left and one right.

Is this broken again?

Compared to the last time he broke the mirror and entered the cultivation spirit, this second time seems too insignificant.

Chen Chang'an's mind moved, and spiritual power poured into the dantian, urging the Senbai Dao species among them.

In the next moment, a sword aura quietly condensed in the black long sword in his hand.

Zheng!

Senbai's sword light illuminated the cave, and the sword qi broke through the air and landed directly on the smooth stone wall of the cave.

The moment the sword qi landed on the stone wall, the formation patterns hidden under the stone wall quietly emerged, emitting a layer of pale yellow light.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the entire cave shook violently.

Chen Changan suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes condensed, feeling the Sen Bai Dao Seed in the dantian, looking at the black long sword in his hand, the power of this blow was comparable to the full force of the Flower Dao Seed on the other side.

Is this the increase that this black sword natal creature brings?

Chen Chang'an's eyes moved slightly, and he remembered that he didn't seem to have a name for his enlightened sword intent.

He comprehended this sword intent and was proud of the sword trick given by Old Man Zhou.

Even though there are thousands of people in front of me, I will go there!

"Endless Sword Intent!"

Take an indomitable and never-ending meaning!

The sword intent has a name, and the sword as a natal object naturally has to be named.

Chen Changan looked at the black sword in his hand, there were four patterns exuding dark blue scale armor on the hilt, and if you looked closely, you could see that these four scale patterns were the scales of the ninth-order Northern Youkun that had not been completely smelted in the refining array.

This sword can be refined to become a fifth-order mystic weapon beyond the expected fourth-order, and it is very likely that it is because of these four scales of the Northern Shadow Kun.

After all, it was a ninth-order refining material, and its preciousness was already indescribable.

"The name of the sword is unknown!"

Taken from the Endless Sword Intent and the scales given by the Northern Shadow Kun.

Chen Changan looked at the Shadowless Sword in his hand with great satisfaction, and when he raised his hand and was about to try again, there was a sudden noisy sound in his ears, including water waves, noise, mountain wind, and noisy human voices.

On the stone path of Guanxin Lake.

Three Beihai Sword Pavilion disciples dressed in cyan disciple robes stood on the stone path, looking condescendingly at the fluttering green-shirted young man in the Heart Lake below.

The young man in the green shirt was Li Zhou.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes full of anger.

The three people on the stone path were all disciples of Ming Jiantai.

The leader is named Zhou Zheng, and the two beside him are his junior disciples.

For three days in a row, they all provoked and insulted Chen Chang'an's cave mansion, and even insulted them.

Li Zhou couldn't stand it anymore, so he came out to reason with them, but the result was that he was beaten into the Guanxin Lake, and it was difficult to suppress it.

Many disciples of the Guanxin Pavilion watched this scene and talked about it, but no one dared to speak, and no one dared to step forward.

In the past three days, they have learned an unspoken rule of the Sword Pavilion.

All the disciples of the Sword Pavilion can challenge each other, and as long as they do not harm their lives, in principle, the elders and mentors will not interfere.

Zhou Zheng and the three of them came to Chen Chang'an for three days in a row to learn, but Chen Chang'an has been closed.

The three of them provoked outside the cave.

Then Li Zhou couldn't stand it anymore, and came out to defend Chen Changan, and as a result, there was this scene in front of him.

Zhou Zheng had a spell in his hand glowing with green light, urging a sword array to suppress the surface of the Guanxin Lake, and it was this sword array that made Li Zhou only flutter in the Guanxin Lake and could not come ashore.

Zhou Zheng's eyes were cold, looking at the stubborn Li Zhou on the lake, and said coldly: "Let Chen Changan come out, otherwise you won't want to come out of this lake today!"

He felt that the young man in the lake was a little annoying, which delayed him from returning to practice.

Of course, compared to the boy in the lake, he hated the one in the cave behind him more, and he also hated the one who was locked up in the confinement room of the Zhongxuan Building at the moment.

But hate is hate, for the 10,000 spirit crystals promised by the one who was imprisoned, he even did what he hated, so why care about anything else.

Han Ming, the junior disciple beside Zhou Zheng, also echoed: "Yes, even if you are a monk of the Spiritual Realm, I am afraid that it will not be good to soak in this lake for a day." ”

He came with Zhou Zheng, and he would only get a thousand spirit crystals, but he also thought it was very good.

After all, just by finding a disciple who has just joined the sect, he can have a thousand spirit crystals, which is much better than the tasks that can only be completed by risking life and death in the Inner Affairs Hall.

Another disciple of the Sword Viewing Platform also spoke: "Isn't that Senior Brother Chen a waste who knows that he has mixed into the sect by relying on his connections, and he doesn't dare to fight?"

"You are the waste, Brother Chen must be in retreat and cultivation, if he is casually, he can beat you to your knees and beg for mercy!"

Li Zhou was in the middle of the lake, resisting the sword formation behind him, and retorted at the same time.

The water in the lake was a little cold, but he felt as if he was about to be burned with anger at the moment.

Zhou Zheng sneered when he heard this, and said, "Yes, then we will spend it here, waiting for him to come out of the customs to learn from us!"

Han Ming also smiled disdainfully, then turned around directly and said towards the closed cave mansion: "Senior Brother Chen, we just want to have a discussion with you, we want to see how you, a genius disciple who was introduced by the Great Elder, why keep hiding?"

Click!

With a muffled sound, the stone door of the cave quietly opened.

The white formation faded instantly.

Chen Changan's figure appeared behind the formation.

Han Ming was stunned for a moment when he saw Chen Changan's face, and then a cold smile appeared on his face, "Senior Brother Chen, you are finally willing to come out!"

Chen Changan didn't respond to him, his eyes swept towards Guanxin Lake coldly.

"Brother Chen!"

In the Heart Lake, Li Zhou saw Chen Changan come out, and resisted the coercion of the sword array behind him and beckoned to him.

When Chen Changan saw this scene, his face suddenly turned cold, and his gaze swept to the blue-robed young man who was manipulating the sword formation on one side.

Zhou Zheng's eyes swept towards Chen Changan, and said lightly: "Senior Brother Chen, we want to learn from you, but you have always refused to come out, and your brother wants to stand up for you, so he can only offend!"

"Sparring?"

Chen Changan smiled coldly and said, "Okay!"

The moment the words fell, his figure moved.

The surging spiritual power instantly came out of the body, and the Ghostless Sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

Zheng!

A flash of sword light illuminated the stone path outside the cave.

Zhou Zheng watched the white sword light come in an instant, his complexion changed suddenly, and his figure exploded back to three zhang away, narrowly avoiding the sword qi.

With this dodge, the sword array in his hand quietly disappeared.

The sword qi landed on the stone path behind him, and with a bang, the earth and stones splashed, and the entire stone path shook violently.

Zhou Zheng stared, his footsteps lightly on the stone road, and then he rose into the air, swept a straight line on the Guanxin Lake, and landed on the open space by the lake.

Seeing this, the disciples of the nearby Guanxin Pavilion hurriedly retreated dozens of zhang away.

Many of the disciples showed surprise on their faces, they didn't expect Chen Changan to be so straightforward and decisive, and he directly swung his sword and moved.

Moreover, the power of this sword seems to be very good.

After Zhou Zheng's figure swept away, Han Ming and another disciple of Ming Jiantai also rose into the air in an instant and landed behind Zhou Zheng.

"Brother Chen!"

Li Zhou's figure swept up from the Guanxin Lake and landed on the stone road.

He looked at Chen Changan and was about to speak, but was directly interrupted.

"Go get dressed!"

Chen Changan just said this lightly, and then with a slight footstep, the figure left several afterimages in the void, and swept directly towards Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng's face was heavy, and he felt a bit of danger with Chen Changan's sword.

Obviously, this Chen Chang'an in front of him will definitely not be a lucky secular cultivator as mentioned in Pu Xingxin.

He also regretted it a little in his heart, how could he believe in Pu Xing's second generation?

However, regret is regret, what should be faced in front of you still has to be faced, after all, 10,000 spirit crystals are definitely not so easy to take.

Zheng!

Chen Changan held the Wuyun Sword in his hand, the spiritual power in his body surged, and the endless sword intent was urged, and a sword slashed out, the sword light shone brightly, and a surging wind was set off in an instant.

Zhou Zheng stood in front of Chen Changan, his footsteps lightly touched the ground, and his figure retreated.

At the same time, a magic trick in Zhou Zheng's hand was pinched, and dozens of cyan sword qi appeared in front of him, staggering into a six-pointed star-shaped formation.

The burst of light flowed, blocking Chen Changan's sword qi down.

Zhou Zheng's figure stood steady thirty zhang away, his face was calm, and the cyan light in his eyes lit up.

"What kind of magical power does this senior brother of Ming Jiantai make, he looks so handsome!" A female disciple on the side looked at Zhou Zheng, her eyes lit up.

"This is not a magical power, it's just a warlock's way of fighting, this senior brother is a warlock of the Four Elephant Realm, I heard that the Beihai Sword Pavilion has a sword inheritance that warlocks can practice, it is extremely powerful, and with a wave of his hand, he can urge the sword qi to kill the enemy thousands of miles away, I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see it today!"

"Yes, I don't know what this senior brother's enlightened sword intent is, it looks so strong!"

The disciples of the Guanxin Pavilion all around were discussing.

And just as they were discussing, Chen Changan's figure also turned into a few afterimages, holding a sword in his hand, and killing towards Zhou Zheng.

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng sealed his hands.

Several cyan sword tricks condensed in front of his hands.

Then, in the void ten zhang away, a round cyan sword formation quietly emerged.