Everyone could even feel the joy and excitement exuded from this sword qi blue lotus.

Who's up and who's down.

Glance!

"Hiss......"

Many monks gasped, and their eyes all converged on the scroll in Jian Xinchen's hand.

There is only one question in mind.

Who is the author of this pen and ink?

Yu Xuanji's heart shook more, and in the Duobao Holy Pavilion, her gaze was naturally extraordinary.

She could see that the paper and pen and ink used in this ink were the most ordinary mortal things, and they were not even magic weapons.

And the reason why there is such a terrible vision.

It's all about the sword intent contained in this handwriting!

"This rice paper has not yet aged, and the pen and ink seem to have just dried ......up," Yu Xuanji's face changed slightly, "This is, it has just been written for no more than three days?"

"In other words, someone from the Sword Heart Holy Sect can write such a calligraphy?"

"No, that's not right, although the Sword Heart Holy Sect is strong, even if it is an Ancestor, it is only in the Mahayana stage...... Could it be that the Sword Heart Holy Sect encountered some chance and got the guidance of a certain master......"

"That's right, that's right, Kenshin Zhenjun seems to have broken the heavens and entered the Mahayana ...... a few days ago because of a painting treasure."

"Sword Heart Holy Sect, you actually made friends with such a person?"

"Who wrote this ink treasure?"

Yu Xuanji is thoughtful, and immediately reasoned out seven or eight out of ten.

The more I think about it, the more shocking it becomes.

At this time, Jian Xinchen was also shocked......

He originally wanted to take it out and pretend to be forced.

As a result, I didn't expect that after taking it out, my sword qi was completely uncontrollable, and I actually bowed to the calligraphy and painting in my hand.

Even the Qinglian Sword Formation dissipated instantly, and the Qinglian transformed by the Qinglian Sword Dao also worshipped the ministers.

Can't control your sword qi?

The sword qi of the ancient sword immortal also has to surrender?

This......

Fantastic!

But Jian Xinchen didn't care at all at this time, just stared blankly at the fourteen big characters on the line above his head.

In every word, there is a strong sword intent and rhyme.

Facing the sword path of Qinglian Sword Immortal, Jian Xinchen felt very excited, interesting, and wonderful, and wanted to ask for advice, integrate into his body, and complete his sword path.

And in the face of this boundless sword intent.

Jian Xinchen only wanted to worship in his heart.

can only look up, not daring to have the slightest covetousness.

It is as if the climber can see the sun and the moon, and only dare to shout the greatness of the heaven and the earth, and dare not speak of ascending the sun and the moon.

"This is the true way of the sword that I have been looking for. ”

Kenshin muttered in distraction.

Compared to this kind of swordsmanship, Qinglian kendo?

It's a younger brother!

It's no wonder that the master couldn't indulge in another pen and ink, and he didn't bother to come and take the inheritance of this Qinglian Sword Immortal.

Yu Xuanji also looked stupid.

Boasting of having seen countless treasures and known as the "Little Treasure House", she knew for the first time what it meant to have a blank brain.

The next moment.

The fourteen large characters in the sky slowly dispersed and returned to the scroll.

Jian Xinchen instantly regained his grasp of the sword qi around him again.

On Wanjian Mountain, Xiao Qinglian paused slightly, and then as if following those fourteen words, she swept directly into Jian Xinchen's hands.

Proactive door-to-door?

Ancient Sword Immortal Qinglian Sword Immortal, the inheritance left behind actually took the initiative to send it to the door?

The monks in the room gasped.

You must know that the sword path inheritance is the most stringent, let alone the Qinglian Sword Immortal, and this Jian Xinchen has not yet reached the top and passed the test.

But that's what happened.

It was as if it didn't care if Jian Xinchen was a qualified inheritor or not, it just wanted to get closer to the scroll.

Jian Xinchen knew this.

It's all because of the scroll in his hand that has nothing to do with him.

Looking at the green lotus flying around the scroll, Jian Xinchen felt a sense of shame...... I'm sorry, but I don't deserve you.

And Yu Xuanji was also ashamed......

I just mocked people for not having treasures, saying that people can use them if they have them.

It turns out that people really have.

took it out with his backhand and took it away directly to the inheritance......

Obviously, this scroll was countless times more precious than the inheritance of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, and it was not comparable to the immortal treasure in her hand.

Nima.

Tease me?

You have this kind of treasure in your hand, what kind of sword heart inheritance are you coming to grab from me? Isn't this an idle egg?

Yu Xuanji's heart is extremely complicated.

Jian Xinchen was silent for a long time, and put away Qinglian, that is, put away this inheritance.

It stands to reason that the heart should have been very excited.

But in fact, there was not a trace of waves.

After all, there is already the pen and ink of the predecessors, and the so-called inheritance of the Qinglian Sword Immortal is nothing at all.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been attracted by the ink treasures of my predecessors.

"It's better to give this inheritance to the seniors. Jian Xinchen suddenly made a decision.

Since this scroll was given by the seniors, the treasures that you can get with the scrolls should naturally also be the seniors.

Besides, what is the inheritance of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, as long as the seniors are happy and give a few words to themselves, I am afraid that it will far surpass the inheritance of the Qinglian.

Of course, this so-called Qinglian inheritance is estimated to be a gadget for the predecessors.

But even so, I have to give it to my seniors to show my heart.

"Could it be that this is what my predecessors mean by giving me treasures?" Jian Xinchen was suddenly stunned, "With the strength of my predecessors, I can naturally calculate everything." On the day I gave me the scroll, I am afraid that I thought of this scene......"

Jian Xinchen's expression froze.

Seniors, it is really unfathomable.

Jian Xinchen put away the scroll, glanced at Yu Xuanji, nodded a little proudly, and then turned around and left.

However.

"Wait!"

A shout sounded, and Yu Xuanji stepped on the multi-treasure gourd, and instantly swept in front of Jian Xinchen.

At the same time, the two god-transforming monks also glanced at each other, swept in front of Jian Xinchen, and looked at the storage bag on Jian Xinchen's waist with greedy and fiery eyes.

"What do you mean?" Jian Xinchen looked at the three people in front of him expressionlessly.

The eyes of the two god-transforming monks flashed: "Xiaoyou is happy to receive the Qinglian inheritance, I will come to congratulate you." ”

"I wonder if you can lend me that scroll?"

As he spoke, the two god-transforming monks exuded an unrepressed, majestic aura.

This sentence made the faces of all the monks present complicated.

The blind can see that these two people are polite, what to lend me to wait and see, don't they actually want to rob?

It's just that because of Jian Xinchen's identity as the Holy Son, I'm embarrassed to shoot directly.

Speaking of which, although Jian Xinchen is a holy son, robbing him will have to face the endless pursuit of the Jian Xin Holy Sect.

But that's the real thing!

If you can get that post, maybe you will be able to have an epiphany and enter the Mahayana!

Even if they couldn't comprehend that supreme sword intent, they would be able to use this treasure to exchange great benefits from another Holy Sect, and they didn't even have to worry about the pursuit of the Sword Heart Holy Sect.

At the thought of this, everyone's eyes became hot.

This is the real chance!

At that moment, several Yuanying monks rose into the air, standing behind the two god-transforming monks with gloomy faces.