The Sword Sect's flying boat cut through the layers of clouds, leaving a long, cloud-swirling white tail between the sky, and the speed of the wind was staggering. The rapid movement did not bring any bumps to the flying boat, nor did it bring any other discomfort to the one hundred and twenty-eight teenagers and girls.

The mountains, rivers, lakes, villages, and bustling capitals under the flying boat all turned into black dots in the rapid movement, and the occasional scream of the monster was as crisp and loud as a gentle song.

Sikong Xuan stood with his hands in his hands, standing on the side of the flying boat, looking at the morning glow in the sky, a few birds flying by from time to time, a bright eyes and bright teeth appeared in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face.

Sikong Haoran stood by his grandfather's side, and the sword wound on his body was treated by Sikong Xuan, with the assistance of the elixir of the remnant dream, and the purple gold qilin essence blood feedback remaining in the body, and now he had recovered the eighth layer.

Putting his hands on the edge of the flying boat, he also looked at the morning glow on the horizon, his immature face was full of excitement, such a scene, such a leisure time, I haven't stayed quietly with my grandfather for a long, long time.

"The morning sun rises from the sky, and it radiates a light that moistens all things, allowing those who are in darkness to find hope for light, and also allowing seedlings that break through the ground to thrive. As he climbed, the light became more and more intense, the colors became deeper and deeper, and the places where he shined became wider and wider. Sikong Xuan turned his head to look at Sikong Haoran and continued: "On the way to growth, you will encounter all kinds of dangers, all kinds of tribulations, you have to find your own beam of sunshine in your heart. ”

"There is a hatred buried in your heart, and the seeds of hatred will slowly sprout in your heart. When you're not strong enough to stand up to the enemy you're up against, learn to control him and hide him. What a few seniors have taught you, you have to cultivate well and don't live up to their expectations. Sikong Xuan touched Haoran's head, and a trace of soul power covered the area they were in, and a soul voice appeared in his mind, "The Sword Sect has a natural large array, which runs through the leylines and five peaks. Every formation base and array eye are on each of the main peaks of the Sword Sect, and you have to study them well. ”

Sikong Haoran turned his head to look at his grandfather, saw a sly smile on his face, and nodded.

A figure appeared beside Sikong Xuanye and his grandson, with long black flowing hair, bronze complexion, well-defined and deep facial features, a shallow smile on his lips, and a cyan robe, it was the eldest son of the lord of the Longteng Empire, Long Qianyu, the second disciple of Ye Chaoyang.

Long Qianyu smiled and nodded to Sikong Haoran, "Senior Brother Haoran, there is still the last level of assessment, you have to come on, I will wait for you in Cloud Shadow Peak." Then he leaned over to Sikong Xuan and said, "Senior Sikong, hello, the master asked me to ask you to come over and talk about it." During Long Qianyu's time in the capital, Long Tianze specially asked him to get along with Sikong Haoran, a young man, and the master also told him to take care of him more

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Sikong Xuan withdrew his soul power, touched Haoran's head, and said to Long Qianyu, "Let's go." ”

"Senior Sikong, please. ”

Long Qianyu and Sikong Haoran said hello, just now he saw the old man casually, a mysterious soul fluctuation instantly disappeared into invisibility, which made him extremely shocked, he never thought that the two people who were originally close at hand actually had a soul enchantment in front of them, and respectfully led Sikong Xuan towards the room where Ye Chaoyang was.

"Who is this old man, who actually asked His Highness to invite him personally?"

"Shizi, it seems that this kid is not simple, if he stands with His Highness and becomes His Highness's junior brother, we will be a little timid when we start to do it in the future!"

There was a lot of discussion above Xuanzhou, and the direction of the six major families all threw strange eyes at Sikong Haoran, some were afraid, some were shocked, some were envious, and there were also sneers. Only Du Zhanhao knew in his heart that he was the same as Spiegel, but he knew that even his father had to be respectful to this old man, but he didn't expect to underestimate his strength.

The flying boat is in a room.

"Xuanguang Sword Saint, please take a seat. Ye Chaoyang smiled and invited Sikong Xuan to sit down, while Long Qianyu said goodbye and left the room, he felt a suffocating aura beside the old man, and he was almost out of breath.

"This is the Yunling Xuanye picked by the junior from the back mountain of the Sword Sect, you can taste it. Ye Chaoyang sat on the ground and poured a cup for Sikong Xuan, Yun Ling Xuanye was the size of a thumb, growing on the spiritual veins of the Hengduan Mountain Range, and was conceived by absorbing the essence of the spiritual veins.

"Good tea!" After Sikong Xuan drank this cup of Yunling Xuanye Tea, he felt a faint aura flowing from his throat to his limbs, which was very comfortable, and he couldn't help but admire.

"It's an honor to be able to get your praise from the Xuanguang Sword Saint, but it's a pity that there are not many Yuanling Xuanye, and the younger generation will accumulate more in the future, so I want Haoran Xiaoyou to bring you some, haha..." Ye Chaoyang observed Sikong Xuan's face while pouring tea for him, and continued: "Presumably you will leave soon, Haoran Xiaoyou, I will take good care of you and live up to your trust." ”

"In the first half of my life, I never thought that one day I would be displaced with a child, these thirteen years are the happiest time in my life. Haoran is the son of my brother-in-law, and he is also my bond. Sikong Xuan shook his head while smiling, looked at Ye Chaoyang and said, "Haoran is resolute and stubborn by nature, I hope you will take care of it more in the future." ”

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Gusu in the Western Regions was millions of miles away from Canglan in the Southern Regions, and the flying boat arrived at the boundary of the Sword Sect at the end of the next day. From a distance, I saw a stone sword that bloomed with a fierce sword qi standing in front of the mountain gate, and the two big characters of the Sword Sect on the stone sword were shining brightly and magnificent.

Rows of stone steps spanned the mountain gate of the Sword Sect like a giant dragon, and the eleven stone swords seemed to have cut the dragon into twelve sections, and a layer of transparent enchantment shrouded the entire Sword Sect, and the disciples of the Sword Sect wearing cyan robes came and went, as well as the wisps of sword qi emitted during the morning exercise, giving them a feeling that was both strange and familiar.

Through the layers of mist, the Sword Sect clearly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the young people on the flying boat were shocked by everything they saw in front of them.

At the foot of Sword Sect Mountain, there are many teenagers and girls aged between twelve and fifteen, they are all proud sons of heaven who have stood out from the five domains and thirteen states after layers of screening, their faces are full of excitement, watching the flying boats coming from various regions one after another, from the original shock, to the current numbness, it is no longer strange, but they can still see the fiery excitement from their eyes.

The flying boat docked in a clearing not far from the mountain gate of the Sword Sect, and the accompanying disciples of the Sword Sect led them to the foot of the Sword Sect Mountain.

"Senior, you take a break, the flying boats of other domains will also arrive one after another, I will go and report to the sect master first, and then the last assessment will be carried out. Ye Chaoyang nodded towards Sikong Xuan, as early as when he was on the flying boat, Sikong Xuan had instructed Ye Chaoyang not to reveal his identity. After a few words of command, a sword light appeared under his feet, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Edgeworth!"

Sikong Xuan sighed in his heart, he could only control the Xuanguang Sword to fly after breaking through the Sword Saint, thinking about the 50,000 years of the Sword Sect's inheritance, if he didn't even have the art of the Imperial Sword Sect, it would really be an insult to the name of the Sword Sect.

The proud sons of the heavens from the Five Domains and Thirteen Prefectures were dumbfounded and dumbfounded when they saw Ye Chaoyang Imperial Sword leaving. Thinking that he was about to become a disciple of the Sword Sect, he would be able to learn this sword art immediately, and his physical and mental exhaustion was swept away.

The art of the sword cannot be taught by the disciples of the Sword Sect, which is the ancestral training that has been handed down by the Sword Sect for 50,000 years, and this sword art is not for everyone to learn, and it cannot be learned for those who are not with great perseverance.

didn't wait long, and other flying boats also descended to the foot of the Sword Sect Mountain one after another.

At this moment, Qidao's figure wearing a cyan robe appeared at the foot of the Sword Sect, led by a middle-aged man, whose body bloomed with a terrifying momentum like a sword out of the sheath, but this momentum gave people a very restrained feeling, as if it was integrated with the entire Sword Sect, and it was natural.

He is the current sect master of the Sword Sect, Jian Chen, the primary peak of the Sword Saint.

"I am Jian Chen, the sect leader of the Sword Sect, and you are all the proud sons of heaven selected by my Sword Sect from the Five Domains and Thirteen States, and I am very happy to be able to meet you here. This stone step behind me is your last level of assessment today, and you must have known the content of the assessment, that is, to pass the baptism of sword intent of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine stone steps and eleven stone swords. ”

Jian Chen's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the more than a thousand Heavenly Pride Sons present, looking at their immature cheeks, he continued: "If you want to become a disciple of my Sword Sect, you must have perseverance and talent that ordinary people can't match. As long as you can step over the last stone sword of the Sword Sect and enter the gate of the Sword Sect, you are qualified to become a part of the Sword Sect. ”

Jian Chen finished saying this

After the sentence, a transparent barrier appeared above the stone steps leading to the Sword Sect's mountain gate, and it was faintly visible that each stone sword exuded a mysterious and simple atmosphere.

Sikong Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw the eleven stone swords exuding a quaint aura, and he couldn't help nodding in his heart, the Sword Sect is worthy of being the Sword Sect, and the sword intent on each stone sword is different.

In the other direction, beside a rebellious young man, the old man wearing a hat raised his head slightly, heading towards the breath of soul perception, Sikong Xuan also turned his head at this time and saw the eyes under the hat that bloomed with strong fighting intent.

The old man was very annoyed when he saw that he didn't care about himself, and said to the young man next to him: "Chen'er, have you seen the kid next to the old man in coarse linen clothes in front of you?

Sikong Haoran never thought that grandpa just didn't take care of the old man wearing a hat, and he caused endless trouble for himself, and when he knew the reason many years later, he couldn't cry or laugh, so you couldn't laugh a little, or nod.

"The assessment begins!"

As Jianchen announced the start of the final level assessment, the proud sons of heaven from the Five Domains and Thirteen States at the foot of the mountain walked towards the first stone sword of the Sword Sect. One by one, the figures scrambled towards the stone steps, the first stone sword did not cause them any discomfort, but in a place they did not notice, the sword intent released by the first stone sword planted a seed in their hearts.

"Haoran, use your heart to comprehend the sword intent released in each stone sword, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry. Sikong Xuan touched Haoran's head, his voice was not loud, and the two Shi Tianshuo brothers and Qing Yu beside him could hear it clearly. He continued: "When a person has a higher mountain to climb in his heart, he will not care about the mud under his feet, he will face the difficulties that are about to occur in front of him with the calmest heart. ”

"Go!" Sikong Xuan patted Sikong Haoran's head again.

(End of chapter)