"If you really want to participate in the sect competition, and you don't want to lose badly, I advise you to improve your cultivation to the Nine Realms as soon as possible in the next few days!"

After speaking, Elder Chongtong slowly got up, walked to the wooden cabinet next to him, carefully rummaged inside, and muttered, "Besides, with the assistance of you without the assistance of spiritual weapons, it is still a little difficult to fully exert your strength. ”

Bai Chen sighed, holding his cheek with his left palm and playing with the cup with his right hand, and said, "Because of this, I need to go to the sect conference even more, and the first prize is a spiritual weapon!"

Moreover, judging from this grand event held by the Lingguang Empire, the reward of the head leader may not be as simple as the spirit weapon, with the pride of the empire, the grade of the spirit weapon must have at least three seals, which is also an extremely rare item in the major sects.

It is no wonder that when the empire holds this grand event, there will be large and small sects from all over the world.

After a long time, Bai Chen's left palm trembled slightly, making his confused self wake up suddenly, he rubbed his eyes and stretched his waist, looking back and not seeing the figure of Elder Chongtong, which made him scratch his forehead suspiciously, and said, "Wasn't it still here just now, why did it disappear after a while?"

At this time, suddenly Elder Chongtong's slightly excited voice came from the attic, and said, "Finally let me find it!"

I saw that Elder Chongtong was carrying a huge box on his back, and hurriedly walked down, seeing that the shape of the box looked like a spiritual weapon!

Bai Chen asked confusedly, "Master, what did you find that made you so happy?" ”

Elder Chongtong walked to the wooden table, took off the huge wooden box on his back, and gently placed it on the wooden table, the black box should have not been taken out for many years, and it was stained with a lot of dust.

Elder Chongtong took out a piece of cloth, wiped it carefully, and then carefully opened it.

When the lid of the box was opened, the surface of the spiritual weapon was glowing with a trace of light, and there seemed to be a liquid like blood flowing in the sword body.

Chongtong carefully took out this sword, and waved the hilt in the air a few times, the sword body suddenly made a whistling sound that pierced the air, and the trace of spiritual power covering its surface was also looming.

Bai Chen was dumbfounded on the side, and hurriedly came over, his eyes seemed to be bursting with golden light, looking at the sword held in Elder Chongtong's hand, and said, "Master, this spiritual weapon looks like it must have at least three seals, where did you get such a good treasure!"

Chongtong's left palm gently brushed the sword body, and his eyes revealed thousands of thoughts, as if this sword was an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"The name of this sword is Chenli, and it ranks thirty-sixth on the Xuantian Sword Spectrum, and it is a five-seal spirit weapon!"

Elder Chongtong inserted the blade of the sword into the floor, and slowly explained the origin of the sword:

"This sword has followed the old man for more than 30 years, and I think that the old man used it to fight several famous masters of the Heaven Realm, and he didn't fall behind, it was called a majesty!"

Seeing the proud look on Elder Chongtong's face, Bai Chen could roughly imagine that Elder Chongtong back then was also a young man with strong blood, and his ability to fight several monks in the Heaven Quenching Realm was not left behind, presumably Elder Chongtong's cultivation back then was also a leader among his peers.

Chongtong glanced at Bai Chen, pointed to the Chenli sword inserted on the floor, and said, "If you can pull out this sword, this sword will be yours!"

Hearing this, Bai Chen's eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed at himself in disbelief, and said, "You mean...... , can I pull out this sword, and you will give this dusty sword of the Five Seals Spirit Weapon to the apprentice?"

Bai Chen instantly felt shortness of breath, it was a five-seal spiritual weapon, not to mention how difficult it was to obtain the spiritual weapon above the three seals, if he had the blessing of the five-seal spiritual weapon, wouldn't it be that the monks in the face of the quenching spirit realm also had the strength to fight!

Elder Chongtong didn't say much, just nodded and took a few steps back, making a "please" gesture.

Bai Chen couldn't believe it, he didn't expect Elder Chongtong to be so generous and give him the Chenli Sword.

Isn't it easy to pull it out when it is inserted on the floor, it seems that Elder Chongtong originally wanted to give this sword to himself, and drawing the sword is just a formality.

Thinking of Bai Chen, he suddenly smiled, walked to the side of the Chenli Sword with a spring breeze on his face, stretched out his right hand and grasped the hilt of the Chenli Sword, and said, "Master is so generous, it is strange that the apprentice is a little ...... Sorry ......!"

As he spoke, Bai Chen's brows furrowed, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

Originally, he thought that it would not be easy to pull out the Chenli sword, so he confidently stretched out his right palm, gently held the hilt of the sword and pulled it upward.

But no matter how hard Bai Chen used, the dust sword was still stuck on the floor.

Bai Chen looked at Chenli Sword like a ghost, with a look of not believing in evil, holding the hilt of the sword with both palms, staring at Chenli Sword with a wicked smile, and said: "Call Chenli yes, don't resist, you will be from the little brother!"

With the injection of Bai Chen's spiritual power, the body of the Chenli Sword began to shake, obviously because of the rejection of the spiritual power, so that the Chenli Sword actually released red energy to fight against it.

Bai Chen used his strength to eat, desperately trying to pull out the Chenli Sword, so much so that he even used the Wanyue Heart Trick in his body.

The tired green tendons on his forehead loomed, and he said, "Grandma's, I don't believe that you can fight me with spiritual power!"

So he urged the operation of the waning moon in his body, and the spiritual power suddenly poured like the waves of the Yangtze River, so that the dust from the sword body appeared red and glazed colliding with each other, causing ripples in the surrounding air.

Elder Chongtong watched with relish from the sidelines, sat on the wooden chair, sipped the tea carefully, glanced at Bai Chen, and said: "I forgot to tell you that the dust is about 108,000 catties away from the sword, and it is not realistic to hold it with brute force!"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Chen sat down on the ground as if deflated, and gasped heavily, he suddenly felt that his IQ had been insulted, and a sword weighing 108,000 catties made him pull it up, isn't this a pit father!

Elder Chongtong shook his head, slowly got up and walked to the side of the Chenli sword, just slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, pulled it out with a little force, and waved it in the air a few times, seeing that he felt like he was holding it in his hand, but he didn't look like a hundred and eight thousand catties at all.

Chongtong smiled, shook the dust sword in his hand, and muttered:

"Only ordinary people use this sword, it will have a weight of 108,000 catties, and I use it is no different from the ordinary sword, not so much the weight, but because of the breath imprint!"

"Soul branding?" Bai Chen asked suspiciously.

I saw that Elder Chongtong suddenly stuck the dust on the ground, and suddenly set off a strong wind, blowing up the tips of his pale hair for a few points.

He held the claw in his right hand towards the sword body, and gradually a red light peeled out of the sword body and slowly flowed into the palm of the re-entry elder.

The whole process was completed in one go, without any mud and water.

The breath imprint was removed, and the dusty sword seemed to have lost its vitality, and the red light that had not appeared before the sword body appeared, and even the light was a little dimmed.

Chongtong glanced at Bai Chen, motioned for him to come over, and said, "The breath imprint has been lifted by me, you can pull it out again!"

Bai Chen wiped his palms and looked at Chongdao suspiciously: "Really?"

Looking at his skeptical eyes, Elder Chongtong slapped him on the head angrily and said, "Don't grind. ”

Bai Chen snorted in pain, rubbed his head and walked to Chenli's sword, exhaled deeply, and simply moved his muscles and bones.

With the lesson of the last time, Bai Chen had not yet grasped the hilt of the sword, and the spiritual power in his body was running to the peak, and now he felt that his body was full of infinite power, which instantly made him ignite his confidence, and he stared at the sword with his fists and palms, shook it fiercely, and shouted!

Who knows, Bai Chen suddenly pulled upward, only to find that the weight of the dust at this time was no different from that of ordinary swords.

And because the strength he used was strong in the past, the moment he pulled out the sword, he was thrown out by the huge inertia.

Elder Chongtong looked at the embarrassed white dust not far away, and wanted to slap him away.

Bai Chen scratched his head in embarrassment, got up with the Chenli Sword in his hand and walked in front of Chongtong, and asked with some confusion: "Why has the Chenli Sword become so light again?"

Chongtong didn't answer his question, just let him obediently stretch out his right palm.

Bai Chen obediently stretched out his right palm as he wanted, only to see Elder Chongtong's two fingers slash towards his palm.

Suddenly, a stream of blood-red blood slowly flowed out, Bai Chen's lips grinned due to the sudden tingling sensation, looked at the blood flowing in his palm, and asked suspiciously, "This is?"

Repass asked him to grasp the hilt of the sword with his scratched right hand, and then replied, "This is how to cast the breath brand!"

Bai Chen was surprised to find that the Chenli Sword General seemed to be absorbing the blood flowing from his palm, and with the degree of absorption, the sword body returned to the bright color it had just now, and was surrounded by spiritual power similar to red.

Chongtong also taught him a few words of the mantra of the breath brand, which made the breath brand completely injected successfully, and then taught him how to lead the sword into the body, so that it would be much easier to carry the dust away from the sword in the future.

After a long time, Bai Chen wielded the Chenli Sword and finally became very handy, as if after absorbing his blood, the Chenli Sword had gradually become one with his body, so that after the breath imprint was lifted, Chongtong could not hold the Chenli Sword.

"Dust away from the sword, collect!"

Bai Chen's right finger pinched out the sword technique, only to see the Chenli Sword slowly fade from his right palm at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into an afterimage!

Chongtong nodded with satisfaction, just a short time of incense, Bai Chen mastered the method of sacrificing the sword and collecting the sword of the Chenli Sword, it seems that the Chenli Sword is still quite fate with him!

Bai Chen felt the power of the Chenli Sword in his body, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little moist, the waning moon trick before, and then the dusty sword, this one in front of him was undoubtedly the mentor he had to respect all his life!