The moon is over, and the sky is clear.

The sunlight sprinkled from the sky, through the sword pavilion, stone platforms, and clouds and mist to form pillars of light projected into the mountains and lakes, and then refracted out, like a sharp sword, tears flowed from the corners of people's eyes.

The sky is shining and the mountains are dyed.

The cranes of the Empty Mist Peak and the spirit birds of Shangyang Peak soared happily.

The sword light carried the figures flying between the mountains, and near the lake at the bottom of the mountain, there were even more shadows.

It's beautiful and hilarious, but it's not funny.

Last night was silent.

The moonlight shines into the bottom of the mountain, and countless stone pillars rise in the Xijian Pond for no reason, and the water in the pond expands outward, and has spread to the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain.

The Cloud and Mist Array closed by itself, this situation had never happened, Zhenyue Peak was in charge of the sundries in the mountain, and at the same time, he was also in charge of the Cloud and Mist Array, and if there was such a big mistake, it was natural to send Zhenyue Peak disciples to inspect around as soon as possible, and it was strictly forbidden for others to wander around.

Ning Baifeng stood at the gate of the small courtyard, looking at the pool outside the courtyard gate, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

This is just the completion of the refinement, if the refining and refining are completed, then what?

recalled what Su Lao said at the beginning.

When the moon falls in the Dingjian Pavilion, it will definitely be the existence of all people's attention, and this is what I want to say.

Ning Baifeng didn't feel very happy.

Just now, a disciple of Zhenyue Peak came to warn him and didn't let him go out.

But some people are not inhibited, and not only go out, but also come to other people's yards.

For example, Feng Shi.

Ning Baifeng knew that someone was coming because the other party deliberately let him know.

Master Feng said, "You weren't in the courtyard last night. ”

The voice is flat, still stating the facts.

Ning Baifeng didn't speak.

Last night was an adventurous move, and it was not unusual to be discovered by the Feng Master.

Feng Shijing walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down, and said, "You owe me a drink." ”

Ning Baifeng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Toast or punish wine?"

Feng Shi said indifferently: "It depends on how your appetizers are." ”

Ning Baifeng walked to the table, untied the wine jug, and filled the two teacups with wine.

Feng Shi took a sip of the wine glass and said, "A glass of wine, in exchange for me one less sword." Of course, you can't carry a sword, so you still have time to convince me before I pour my glass. ”

Drink first, then use the sword.

Salute first and then soldier, naturally toast first and then punish the wine.

Ning Baifeng drank all the wine in the cup, filled the wine glass again, then raised his arm and opened his hand in the direction of the lake outside the courtyard.

The courtyard is very quiet, and the wind blows from the mountains far away, stirring the bamboo leaves and making a small grinding sound.

A silver light swept out of the lake, pierced the wind, and flew into the open hand.

But it's the long sword that comes after the blade.

Ning Baifeng put Chang Gong on the table, then shook his sleeves and said, "I went down to wash the sword pond and found something by the way. ”

A pitch-black stone pillar flew out of its sleeves and slammed into the ground.

Ning Baifeng flicked his fingers again, and a black light flew out of the room, hitting the half-stone pillar on the ground at a rapid pace, and sparks flew everywhere.

He was actually sharpening his sword in front of Master Feng.

Feng Shi looked at the sparks on the stone pillar and said, "This is the purpose of your apprenticeship? Although the Sword Raising Stone is precious, it is also found in other places in the world, and this reason is very far-fetched. ”

Ning Baifeng said: "But there are not many places in the world where you can really learn swords. ”

Feng Shi picked up the wine glass and drank the wine, and said: "The Washing Sword Pond is a hundred zhang deep, and there are prohibitions at the bottom to protect it, ordinary people can't go down, how did you go down." ”

Ning Baifeng looked at Master Feng, was silent for a long time, and finally laughed.

Master Feng frowned slightly.

Ning Baifeng said: "Because I am not an ordinary person. ”

This is said very arrogantly, and even said it in front of the other party, which has the meaning of slapping the other party in the face.

However, Master Feng was not angry.

He looked at the young man opposite again, his gaze finally fell on the long gong on the table, and said slowly: "Tongming Sword Body." ”

Returning to Yuanshan Jiazi to open the mountain, listening to the qin and striking the gong is actually to discern the qualifications of the apprentice, and those who can make the long gong open the front have the qualifications of the sixth layer of the sword body, which is not much different from the innate sword body of the seventh layer.

This is also the reason why the thirty new entrants are required to quench their true qi within three months.

But it's also listening to the piano

Drawbacks.

It is not possible to distinguish the number of layers of the sword body in detail.

At the bottom of the Sword Washing Pond, there is a heaven and earth prohibition, and the higher the sword body, the deeper it can be.

Therefore, after all the inner disciples have quenched their true qi, there will be a qualification test, that is, to take the sword from the pool.

When the innate sword body enters, it can only barely bring out one or two long swords, and if you want to bring out such a large sword cultivation stone, you can't do it without a clear sword body.

In the dossier hall of Zhenyue Peak, there are detailed records and judgments, and they cannot be faked.

Feng Shi was silent for a long time, and said: "You can cultivate to the sword gall at a young age, and the Tongming sword body does have its own uniqueness, and the sword forest has a thought, I didn't expect my sword pavilion to follow, it's gratifying." ”

Ning Baifeng was slightly distracted.

What kind of thing is the Tongming sword body, and the prepared set of words is useless?

Feng Shi grabbed the wine jug on the table, drank it heavily, and only after drinking enough did he put it down, and laughed: "This wine is worth drinking! Sitting in the grass hall and meeting such a good talent, I think that I Jiang Feng actually has such a creation, Yuan Zhen, are you willing to worship me as a teacher and go to the Sword Pavilion to cultivate the sword!"

Looking at Master Feng's old-fashioned and indifferent demeanor, Ning Baifeng couldn't cry or laugh.

When he came, he implied killing intent, but at this time, he had to accept apprentices, and the changes before and after were too big.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to go anywhere!"

A cold voice rang out from the Empty Mist Peak in the distance, echoing among the mountains.

Several sword rays of light flew up from Zhenyue Peak and Sky Mist Peak, skimming over the mountains and lakes.

The disciples in the mountain all heard this cold drink, and then watched the sword light fly into the Qingzhu Slope.

Qingzhupo Thatched Hall, all the disciples up and down Huiyuan Mountain have lived there for a period of time.

So they know exactly what it is.

However, those flying sword lights were still recognized by many disciples, including the disciples of Zhenyue Peak's Guardian Formation, and the Ruling Elder of Kongwu Peak.

The new disciples actually alarmed them, what kind of big thing happened?

Could it be related to the accident of Xijian Pond?

All eyes are on the mountains.

......

......

In the small courtyard of the bamboo forest.

Ning Baifeng looked at the menacing seven people, a little displeased.

Feng Shi regained his indifferent demeanor again, his eyes swept over the seven people, and finally fell on the old man at the head, and said, "What are you doing here?"

The old man's face was blank, and he said coldly: "As an elder of the law, I naturally came to enforce the criminal law of the mountain gate. ”

A young man behind the old man stepped forward, clasped his fists and saluted: "Uncle Jiang, it has been found out in the mountains that this person is a fine work who has infiltrated this sect, and he is here to arrest him." ”

Master Feng's gaze moved to the young man, saw the black clothes he was wearing, and said, "Capture without asking, this is what this generation of formation disciples do?!"

The young man's face was cut by a sharp sword, and the pain was abnormal, but he still stood in place without humility or arrogance.

The Elder said, "Jiang Feng, if you interfere with the criminal law of the Mountain Gate again, don't blame me for not being merciful!"

Master Feng sneered, "It's up to you?!"

The old face of the ruling elder instantly became gloomy, and his eyes looked at Jiang Feng coldly, and then fell on the white-clothed young man.

Ning Baifeng instantly felt two sharp sword lights scraping across his body, cold and piercing.

The Elder asked coldly, "Are you going with me by yourself, or will I do it myself?"

Ning Baifeng frowned slightly, "What am I guilty of?!"

The Elder said, "Being a small work is a great sin in itself!"

In a short period of time, this is the second time that it has been said to be a meticulous work.

Ning Baifeng pondered secretly.

As soon as something happened to Xijiantan, these people came.

Looking back on this experience, except for the incident of last night, he did not do anything out of the ordinary, but these people were menacing, and they insisted on calling him a fine work, and they were obviously prepared.

Master Feng looked at the Elder Elder and asked, "What evidence do you have?"

He had an instinctive antipathy towards these people who were in charge of the criminal law of the Mountain Gate in the Sky Fog Peak.

The door rules are just a way to manage the disciples of the mountain gate, not a tool to oppress people for personal gain.

Since he came out of the customs a year ago, he has been disgusted by all kinds of intrigues and wrestling for power and profit in the mountains.

The Elder Commander didn't even look at Master Feng, and said indifferently, "I don't need to explain it to you. ”

Feng Shi smiled, smiled angrily, waved his big hand, and said, "Then get out! ”

A gust of wind rose out of thin air in the courtyard, as if to blow the seven people away.

But the seven men were like stones rooted in the ground, unmoved.

"That being the case, there's not much to say. The disciples of the protective array obeyed the order, and the sword cage array was arranged!"

The Elder Elder stretched out his hand and pointed forward, the wind stopped instantly, and said in a cold voice: "Jiang Feng, the leader of the grass hall, rebelled and captured him!"

The other six young men immediately retreated, standing around the small courtyard, surrounding the middle few people, and the sword qi in their right hand sleeve was agitated. Always ready to make a move.

Ning Baifeng reached out with his right hand and held the bridge to rain.

Feng Shi stretched out his hand, stopped the young man beside him, and said, "After so many years of retreat, my hands have been born, and if I don't try again, I'm afraid I won't even know how to hold the sword." ”

Elder Ruling Discipline's face turned cold, and as soon as his right hand was raised, Jiang Feng disappeared in front of him.

Then, several sword sounds sounded in the small courtyard.

The body of the ruling elder disappeared in an instant, and the six people around the small courtyard also lost their trace.

If there is a strong wind blowing in the small courtyard.

The figure of the maple master reappeared at the table.

He grabbed the flask and drank it up, then exhaled a breath of wine and laughed, "Happy!"

Only at this time, the bamboo forest was crackling like the sound of firecrackers during the New Year, and on the lake in the distance, it seemed that a huge stone had smashed into the water, splashing huge waves.

Ning Baifeng followed the sound and looked around.

The courtyard walls of the small courtyard have all collapsed, and the dense bamboo forest has been opened through six huge passages, and bamboo leaves and branches are scattered and splashed.

Especially at the main gate of the small courtyard, a ravine was ploughed out, leading straight to the sword washing pond in the distance.

The seven people came from the sword, and they all showed that they were all sword cultivators in the Middle Three Realms.

Among them, six of the disciples of the Guardian Formation, judging by their qi machines, were all sword and gall realm cultivators.

As for the Elder Discipline, although he couldn't tell the difference, his eyes were like a sharp sword scraping his body, and that feeling of coldness to the bones must be at least the Sword Pill Realm, and it was even very likely to be the Sword Blank Realm.

The momentum is surging, with seven against one.

Between breaths, it ended in complete defeat.

Although Ning Baifeng guessed that Master Feng's cultivation was very high, he didn't expect it to be so terrifying.

Is it really an Upper Realm Sword Immortal?

In the lake in the distance, an old man broke through the water and stood in the air, the sword qi under his feet slowly formed a sword cloud.

The Elder was soaking wet, and after his long hair was wet with water, he tangled up in long bunches, which were messily attached to his face and body, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

However, the Elder Ruling Law didn't care about this, his eyes stared at the person in the small courtyard, and slowly spit out a few words.

"Half-step Sword Immortal!"

The sound seemed to squeeze out of the throat, then hit the teeth and burst out between the teeth.

Anger has apparently been suppressed to the extreme.

The elder who can't be disciplined is not suppressed, and the half-step sword immortal is talking about the sword billet realm monk who is about to enter the sword immortal.

Although such a person is still a little short of the Upper Realm Sword Immortal, he is more than enough to fight the Sword Blank Realm.

Ning Baifeng looked at Master Feng in surprise.

Counting the one in front of him, such a half-step sword immortal, he has already seen two, and the other one is Su Ying of Hanging Sword Mountain.

Jiang Feng looked at the old man and said with a smile: "Take a bath, does it make you sober up a little, if it's not enough, I can let you drink some more bath water." ”

The old man's face was pale, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the sword aura lingered.

"Enough!"

An angry shout rang out like thunder among the mountains.

There are some people in the mountains who are not good at cultivation, and they have covered their ears and their faces are full of pain.

The Elder Discipline's qi stopped.

He was very familiar with this voice, one of the three major peak masters of Huiyuan Mountain, and the master of Zhenyue Peak.

When the thunder gradually stopped, the main voice of Zhenyue Peak said calmly: "There are no rules, there is no square circle, Jiang Feng, you are so self-conscious! ”

The words dissipated, and the Elder Ruling Spat out a mouthful of blood, a sneer on his face.

No matter how strong you are, the ending will be the same after all.

But in Jiang Feng's opinion, it is actually different.

Mingxin Palace, taking the meaning of Mingxin's insight, was brought here to be tried, and if it was directly sent to the torture hall, it was that the responsibility had been determined and he was directly punished.

It was only when he heard the last name that Feng Shi turned his head to look at the young man in white.

Yuan Zhen?Ning Baifeng?

The young man in white looked solemn.