Perhaps there is only the courage to hold the long sword in his hand at the beginning, and only the admiration and yearning for the immortals who walked with the sword.

ran to this road without hesitation.

It's been many years.

Chang Ling's first round of competition was three days later, and she stood in the cheering crowd to watch the monks of mixed quality compete round by round, and it turned out that she had really gained something.

When a strong monk has an epiphany in the middle of a fight, it will cause the long swords of everyone around him to fight together.

Some monks have treacherous sword moves, and Chang Ling is also dazzled when he sees them, and he traces them over and over again in his heart, integrating them into the moves he has learned before......

And that's just watching.

A simple look through the formation.

Chang Ling's interest in this sword conference is getting higher and higher.

Finally, when it was her turn to play, her eyes were full of excitement and anticipation that she had not seen for a long time.

Her opponent is a man of few words.

After the two stood on the test platform, they raised their long swords to each other and greeted each other slightly.

Then the eyes of the two of them became cold, as if they were freshly unsheathed long swords.

Chang Ling deliberately suppressed his own cultivation to the realm of the lower grade of the Condensation Realm, which was a small realm lower than the person in front of him.

Ling Feng's body method was activated, and Chang Ling swept forward with the Yuan Sacrifice Sword.

The tip of the sword slashed against the wooden test table, and it seemed to splash sporadic sparks.

And her opponent also clenched the long sword in her hand, turned her wrist, and danced a sharp sword flower.

Neither of them chose Edgeworth, but instead engaged in hand-to-hand combat with their long swords.

When the Yuan Sacrifice Sword shows a special effect without inlaying spirit stones, it is just a somewhat hard long sword, and the person in front of him is holding a heavy sword.

The strength of Chang Ling's body is not weak, Rao is like this, and the tiger's mouth is also slightly numb from the shock.

This is not a fight between life and death, she is just dancing the long sword at some random, and more of her mind is still on the opponent's sword moves.

Now, she is no longer just a simple 'painting a scoop according to the gourd', she is like a sponge constantly absorbing knowledge, connecting these scattered fragments together after battles to form her unique swordsmanship.

It was also a coincidence that Chang Ling's opponent was also a monk who condensed sword qi, and it seemed that there was also a cry in this sword conference in Cangyuan City.

With the passage of time, the two are still 'deadlocked', and there are more and more onlookers in the audience, and the voices are also very loud.

While Chang Ling was thinking about how to win skillfully, her opponent suddenly raised her long sword and lightly admitted defeat.

In the midst of everyone's sighs, he walked up to her and almost clinged to her ear and said, "I'm not as good as you, but I hope you won't be like this in the future." ”

What an insult to a proud sword cultivator like this.

Chang Ling was slightly flustered, and opened his mouth to explain something, but this person walked off the test table quite neatly, leaving her with only a back.

There are always some people who spend their savings to stand on this competition platform, not to make a name for themselves, but to see the gap between themselves and other monks, just to see how far they are from the path they are persistently pursuing.

Looking at this person's back, Chang Ling said softly.

In an instant, her whole temperament seemed to be a little sharper, and the Yuan Sacrifice Sword in her hand made a crisp clanging sound.

Many people in the audience also seemed to be infected with their swords, and many people also opened their mouths to applaud her.

............

Except for the first opponent who condensed the sword qi, the opponents he encountered in the remaining rounds could only use the sword moves smoothly.

But she still took these people seriously.

Most people are trying to seek the truth, and they are desperate to not be, and after they have gained something, they admit defeat very neatly.

After three rounds, the competition went from a one-on-one duel to a scuffle.

All the immortal cultivators who participated in the Sword Discussion Conference would be transported to a secret realm, and the first ten people who would come out were the monks who would represent Cangyuan City to participate in the final Sword Discussion Conference held in the Canglan Sword Sect.

Chang Ling spent a few spirit stones to buy the information of this secret realm, and after learning about it, he was only a little surprised.

This is refined by a Yuanying Realm sword cultivator in the former cave mansion, and there are layers of sword formations inside.

Originally, this secret realm was used to accept apprentices, but it was later cracked by a senior of the Canglan Sword Sect and then transformed, becoming an excellent place for trial.

In addition to the need to fight when the monks enter it, every step they take is a consideration of the heart, swordsmanship, Dao heart, and so on.

It is said that the first ten people who came out will represent Cangyuan City to participate in the Sword Conference.

But after each trial began, there were no ten people who could come out at all.

In the end, it can only be judged by the location in the secret realm.

After these days of fighting and observing, when Chang Ling was in the residence at night, she was facing Yuehua and experimenting with sword moves over and over again, although it was not a serious competition, it was quite beneficial to the improvement of her mood and the stability of her realm.

What impressed her the most was not the sword moves of those monks, but the bright colors in the eyes of those people.

It was the passion for the avenue, as magnificent as a moth to a fire.

Chang Ling once thought that she knew how to use swords, but now she found her shallowness little by little.

After practicing the sword moves, she would sometimes look at the vast sky and ask herself questions written on the sword scripture over and over again.

The answer she once had so confident in was overturned, torn down and rebuilt.

Many times, she felt that she was only a little bit away from an answer, and that little bit she couldn't reach no matter how she raised her hand.

This kind of depression can only be barely relieved slightly when you are sweating profusely from constantly running sword moves.

Hearing that there was a cave for sword cultivation in the Yuan Infant Realm, Chang Ling was still extremely interested.

The monks who fought with her were only enthusiastic.

It was time for her to see how a true high-ranking monk practiced swords.

There are a total of 160 monks who are about to enter this round of competition, including 120 Concentration Realm monks who have won three rounds, and 40 Jindan Realm monks.

In this round, in addition to the test of the state of mind swordsmanship, because there is an actual combat link, there are also certain requirements for the monk's combat power.

Practicing kendo is ultimately for the purpose of applying it in actual combat.

In many cases, realization and cultivation are directly proportional.

Chang Ling, as a weak contemplation realm cultivator, although he had a brilliant performance in the previous rounds of competitions, he was still regarded by everyone as a soft persimmon that had to be crushed first.

If you can't leave the secret realm, then the way to get a higher ranking is to make others inseparable, not only for a short time, but also forever.

In this round of the competition, there are no high-level monks and formations that can protect the safety of the monks participating in the competition.

After entering the secret realm, life and death are fateful.

Chang Ling, like any monk who was about to enter the secret realm, was seriously preparing.

After so many years in Yanzhou before, the talisman pill in her storage artifact had long been exhausted, and there was not much spiritual grass left from the Heavenly Mystery Realm.

After entering the Jindan Realm, she had not really fought against the monks of the same realm, especially the sword cultivators who were known for their strength and sharpness.

Either way, it's all about saving your life.

Quite embarrassingly, she didn't have many spirit stones left.

It is not realistic to sell the magic weapons of those monks who died in Yanzhou in large quantities.

Chang Ling changed his atmosphere again and again and entered the black market, and sold most of them in different stores.

Soon, these spirit stones were consumed in the shop next door or opposite.

In addition to buying it himself, Chang Ling didn't forget to buy some things like formation talismans to leave for Jiang Ying.

After waiting for her to prepare almost, it was time for the secret realm to open.

After comforting Jiang Ying again, she hurriedly left the residence and came to the meeting point.

Even though Jiang Ying had already 'seen it', he was still extremely insecure.

He understood the reason, but when there was only one person, the panic like a tide still tightly wound him from all directions.

Breathing is difficult.

He had to stay in the room that was still full of the man's breath, and breathe as if she were still beside him.

............

When the secret realm was opened, a monk from the Yuan Infant Realm came.

His gaze did not stop on Chang Ling, who was extremely inconspicuous in the crowd.

After a few words of routine words came out, a one-person-high light gate suddenly appeared in the air in front of everyone.

Behind the light gate is a bit of a breathtaking.

One by one, tall figures holding swords strode in.

As soon as Chang Ling entered, he felt the 'sword intent' rushing across his face in this space.

As a former cave of the Yuanying Realm Sword Cultivator, there are too many traces of his former cultivation here, and every grass and tree has been soaked in sword qi for hundreds of thousands of years.

A lot of things can be taken out and tempered a little, and they can become a powerful magic weapon.

This is the Yuan Infant Realm.

Chang Ling couldn't help clenching his fists, and his steps became a little firmer.

Although each monk entered the same light gate, the location of the teleportation was random.

After being refined by the high-level cultivators of the Canglan Sword Sect, the space of this secret realm is also extremely large.

Chang Ling had been gone for a long time and had not met a monk who had come in.

The sword array has broken through quite a bit.

Due to the limitations of the divine soul, the monk can only wield a flying sword at a time.

If you want to condense the sword formation, you need the monks to attack one by one and constantly superimpose it in a special way, and the people who draw the formation have extremely high requirements on the sword path formation.

It was the first time Chang Ling had seen the sword array.

In the vast earth formation, there is a sword qi.

One by one, the sword light was overwhelming.

Chang Ling just tried to dodge as much as he could, but dodging and dodging instead stepped into the rhythm of the sword position.

Later, she also clenched the Earth Abyss Sacrifice Sword in her hand, and continued to walk forward in the light of the sword.

One sword breaks ten thousand laws.

Chang Ling's sword qi was also very sharp, and the sword qi collided in midair, as if the entire space was constantly vibrating.

When he was surrounded by dense sword qi, this feeling, I don't know how many sword cultivators he was fighting against at the same time.

In the first sword formation, Chang Ling finally relied on his swift body and strong defense to walk out smoothly.

In the second sword formation, she also used her own 'sword formation' in the sword formation.

Because she hadn't done the next soul splitting yet, she could only use the Sancai Sword Formation now.

Three long swords surrounded Chang Ling's body, trying to protect and cooperate with the sword qi that was constantly raging around him.

Chang Ling understood why no ten people walked out smoothly in each session of this round of competition.

Or is there really a monk who can get out of this kind of trial?

She thinks that her current combat power can be regarded as outstanding in the entire Jindan Realm, and she is also relatively profound in the way of the sword.

She was wrong about the secret realm.

Her path was actually the fastest and most difficult one in the entire secret realm.

She thought she had bought enough information, but it was still extremely inadequate for the monks who could participate in this round of competition.

Ordinary monks who can successfully survive these three rounds of competition are either in the Jindan Realm or in the Condensing Realm cultivated with the power of the family, and there is a group of people who collect information for them.

This is not the first time this secret realm has been opened.

The ancestors still used blood to find some information.

This kind of 'secret' is the news that everyone who comes to participate in the trial knows by heart, and it is also the news that will never be revealed to the public.

In each session, there are also many monks like Chang Ling, who have entered this round by luck, and some of them who are lucky can wait for the secret realm to open again, and those who are unlucky are ......

The sword qi and sword moves in these sword formations are really capable of taking people's lives.

It may be that there are too many fighting experiences between life and death, and Chang Ling hasn't reacted for a while.

On the contrary, in such an environment, she is more handy like a fish in water.

There was no longer a need to suppress cultivation to suppress her strength, and her whole person had turned into an afterimage in the sky, and a long sword surrounded her and made a loud sound.

Under such a battle, Chang Ling's sword moves that he had been constantly performing before were also improving little by little.

After entering the Jindan Realm, the more profound and subtle parts of Ling Feng's body method also appeared in her mind, and she also took advantage of the opportunity to hone it now.

It's been a long time since there has been such a hearty battle.

Walking forward little by little, the sharp aura on Chang Ling's body couldn't be concealed.

She was now a completely unsheathed, glowing sword.

After walking through the three sword formations, Chang Ling's colorful clothes were already mottled with blood.

She looks embarrassed and tight on the outside, but in fact, her body is as smooth as ever.

All the time, the strong force is constantly repairing the injuries on her body.

Maybe now that she is fighting against someone again, if the other party doesn't have the drastic means to kill her with one move, maybe she can use her strong body to consume that person to death.

There were now two intersections in front of her.