Sikong Haoran, who walked into the Sword Sect Mountain Gate, listened to the sound of the sword qi whistling in his ears, looked up at the direction where the sword qi came from in front of him, and looked at the disciples of the Sword Sect who were practicing in the morning on the Sword Sect Square.

Looking at the men and women wearing cyan robes and with gentle smiles, their energetic faces were full of excitement, although they didn't say a word, Sikong Haoran knew that they were the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Turning his head, he saw a slightly sluggish face, dressed in black, carrying a pitch-black sword box, at this moment he was also looking in the direction of Sikong Haoran, his pale face showed a faint smile that he had never seen before, and his cold appearance before was completely like two people.

There was also a young man in a cyan robe next to Qing Yu, it was Nangong Ming, the young lord of the first floor, who was looking at him with surprised eyes, and there was a hint of war intent in his eyes again.

The first rays of morning sunlight kicked off from the peaks of the Sword Sect, and then through the attic in front of the three of them, caressing their cheeks, the warm feeling quickly warmed up in the chest and abdomen, turning into heat, Sikong Haoran's eyes turned black, and he fell down like this.

On the front lawn at the foot of the mountain, the hustle and bustle of the scene comes and goes.

"See, that young man in a cyan robe, the first person to step into the mountain gate of the Sword Sect is our first floor young master Nangong Ming, haha...!"

"Congratulations, congratulations?"

"There was also a young man in black who went in with him, and the two seemed to be on the same page!"

"The third one to enter is a young man in a light gray robe, I think he is more powerful than the two of them, although he is the last of the thirteen to reach the eleventh stone sword, but it is enough to see that he is different!"

"The long mountain road, eleven stone swords, first tested the will, toughness, comprehension, tried the realm, asked the heart, and finally the stone sword in front of the mountain gate, it is just a choice, whether it is for the three of them or for others who are still insisting on the back, as long as they stick to their own hearts and explore their hearts, it will not be too difficult. ”

A room at the outer gate of the Sword Sect.

This is a temporary place to arrange for those who have successfully passed this assessment to occupy and rest.

When Sikong Haoran and the three of them stepped into the mountain gate, the disciples and elders of the Sword Sect were already waiting inside the gate, waiting.

Sikong Xuan's palm was placed on Haoran's chest, and a trace of soul power penetrated into his body, repairing the damaged Xuan veins while probing. Before stepping into the mountain gate, he sensed that Haoran had broken through the threshold of sword intent, which made him very pleased, and his hard work paid off, and Haoran finally broke through to the realm of his dreams as he wished, and he was relieved.

After the examination, Sikong Xuan stood with his hands in his hands, and the reason why he fainted was because the soul world was affected too much, and the body was consumed violently, until he finally stepped into the mountain gate of the Sword Sect, and the relaxation was too sudden, so the scene just now appeared, and there was nothing unusual in the body.

"Xuanguang Sword Saint, Haoran is fine!" Ye Chaoyang appeared beside him at the moment when Sikong Haoran fainted, and a few words of advice from several senior brothers and sisters around him, originally thinking that with Sikong Haoran's current performance, he would not pass so quickly, but

The result was much more than he expected, and it was still in the top three.

"He's fine, he has benefited a lot from this assessment, and when he wakes up and understands it, he will definitely go to the next level." When Sikong Xuan said this, even a smile appeared in his eyes, and he quietly looked at Sikong Haoran lying on the bed, his eyes were full of doting and reluctance.

The first time I saw him from the border city of the Eastern Regions, he was still a baby who was held in swaddling clothes by his mother, and he could only babble, and he fell in love with this child, maybe because he fell in love, maybe because his name was the same as the sword technique he cultivated.

After experiencing the death of the family, he was entrusted by his righteous brother Sikong Tianhong, and was chased and intercepted by killers and outlaws, and traveled through the five regions and thirteen states.

Teach him to speak, teach him to walk, teach him to read, teach him to practice swords, face many life and death crises along the way, and countless interesting things happen.

In the end, he settled incognito in the small village of Tieling in the Western Regions, incarnated as a farmer, and faded away from fatigue.

The 100 or so farmers in Tieling Village were not rejected by their grandfather and grandson's sudden visit, but got along with them enthusiastically, and they became part of the 100-strong villagers from the initial strangeness to each other.

In the blink of an eye, it was ten years, and Sikong Haoran also grew into a teenager, breaking their quiet life after the arrival of a dark shadow, destroying the home where they had lived for ten years, and even affecting the "relatives" who had been with each other for ten years, making their small paradise-like village a purgatory on earth.

In the past two months, this immature teenager has been tormented again and again, but he did not sink there, but suppressed this hatred in his heart and hid it in the deepest part of his heart.

Sikong Xuan woke up from his contemplation, and there seemed to be a clear spring hidden in his eyes, but he was quickly pressed down, returned to his previous indifference, turned to look at Ye Chaoyang and said: "Elder Ye, Haoran will be handed over to you in the future, I owe you a favor in the dark, if there is anything that needs us in the future, give me a message!"

A soul jade talisman appeared in front of Ye Chaoyang, and he took it with both hands and held it in the palm of his hand, he heard Sikong Xuan call him Elder Ye, and also heard a promise from him, which made him ecstatic, it was an incredible thing to be able to make the number one killer organization in the Hengduan Continent owe a favor in the dark night.

He knew what this soul jade talisman symbolized, that is, it was a promise, and it was also a life talisman. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he leaned over towards Sikong Xuan and said, "Xuanguang Sword Saint, you are serious, since Haoran can pass the selection of my Sword Sect, he is a disciple of my Sword Sect, please rest assured!"

It was precisely because of Ye Chaoyang's affiliation this time that when the Sword Sect was facing the catastrophe of life and death, this soul jade talisman allowed the Sword Sect to preserve its inheritance for 50,000 years.

The eagle needs to spread its wings and fly high in order to see a wider world, and there are a few friends around him now, so he will not be too lonely, and he will have different circumstances and harvests, looking at Ye Chaoyang and said: "I can see that there is a kind of east in you along the way."

West attracted him,... It's time for me to leave, too!"

With this sentence, Sikong Xuan felt endless loneliness, and looked at Sikong Haoran lying on the wooden bed again.

"Xuanguang Sword Saint, you don't wait for Haoran to wake up before leaving!" Ye Chaoyang put away the soul jade talisman in his palm, worried that what he said just now would be misunderstood by him, so he was taken away by Sikong Xuan, he also roughly knew what was happening in Tieling in the Western Regions, and he thought that they would have follow-up arrangements between the nights.

Sikong Xuan nodded towards Ye Chaoyang, and then walked out of the house, Ye Chaoyang followed closely behind him, and when the two of them walked out of the wooden house, the corners of Sikong Haoran's eyes rolled a few times.

"Xuanguang Sword Saint, you finally came to the Sword Sect, so that I can do my best to be a landlord!" Ye Chaoyang also wanted to keep Sikong Xuan, looking at his tall back, he also had a sense of admiration in his heart.

"I'm happy to be quiet!Farewell!" Sikong Xuan turned around again to look at the room where Sikong Haoran was lying, and saw the slightest ripple in the Sword Sect's large array, and it disappeared in the sky above the Sword Sect in the blink of an eye.

"Heavenly Realm Soul Power!"

Ye Chaoyang was dumbfounded, speechless as he looked at the direction in which Sikong Xuan disappeared, the soul aura just now was definitely the realm of the Heavenly Realm, and what made him even more unbelievable was that the Great Array of the Great Mountain Protection Array of the dignified Sword Sect seemed to be a void in his eyes, so what kind of peak height had his current formation attainment, the Formation Saint? Ye Chaoyang could not imagine.

In the secret room of the mountain behind the Sword Sect, the pitted walls are full of traces of Dao Dao sword qi, a long sword that is three feet long and exudes a faint black light, inserted in front of the futon, on the futon sits an old man wearing a cyan robe and exuding a strong aura all over his body, like an old monk who is calm, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the Dao sword qi radiated from his eyes and disappeared into the secret room.

Just when Ye Chaoyang sighed, a ghost-like figure appeared beside him silently, looking at the figure that disappeared above the Sword Sect, he felt a familiar soul breath, it was not long ago, the soul power that he felt in the secret room that broke through the sky, and an exclamation spit out from his mouth, "It's him!"

Ye Chaoyang looked at the figure in front of him, walked over in surprise, a heartfelt respect arose, leaned over and said respectfully to the old man: "Master, you... How did you get out?"

The old man turned to look at Ye Chaoyang, pointed in the direction where Sikong Xuan disappeared and said, "Who is he?"

"He's the Xuanguang Sword Saint Sikong Xuan, accompanied...?"

Before Ye Chaoyang could finish speaking, the old man muttered, "Sikong Xuan? Then he disappeared in place.

Ye Chaoyang: "..."

Ye Chaoyang felt inexplicable, he finally saw the old man once, but he disappeared just by asking for a name, so he complained to the old man a few words. Thinking of Sikong Xuan's identity, I also felt that it was natural to be able to let the master who had been in retreat for a long time step out of the secret room, and it was not a simple person, but what did the master's last sentence "It turned out to be him" mean, had they seen it before

？

...

It was not until noon that the assessment of the Sword Sect Mountain Gate was successfully completed.

This time, among the more than 1,000 Heavenly Pride Sons who were selected from the Five Domains and Thirteen Prefectures, only eighty-one people successfully entered the Sword Sect Mountain Gate in the end, and the others were all eliminated. This selection is several times more difficult than in previous years, and it is also much more rigorous.

Those who did not pass, in a state of grief, annoyance, helplessness, and disappointment, returned to the various regions and states in the Sword Sect flying boat.

...

The area of the outer gate of the Sword Sect.

Shi Tianshuo, Shi Tiandong and Qing Yu stayed by Sikong Haoran's side, what Qing Yu didn't expect was that the two brothers woke up after a little rest, and only suffered some minor injuries in their bodies, but they were fine, under Qing Yu's cold appearance, there were waves in their hearts, these two brothers are really freaks.

"You see, Haoran has woken up. Shi Tianshuo grabbed Sikong Haoran's hand in surprise.

"I... I stepped into the mountain gate of the Sword Sect. ”

"I... Passed. ”

The long stone stairs were like eleven stone swords across the sky, the difficult journey from early morning to night and then to early morning, the weight of the enchantment, the impact of the sword intent of the stone sword, and the repeated fragments of the past, just like a movie, appeared clearly in his mind.

Sikong Haoran looked at the bright light that penetrated through the crack in the door of the room, and with the support of the two of them, he sat up, looked at the two of them and Qing Yu standing by the door and window, and showed a bright smile, as if he didn't quite believe that the four of them had passed the final level of the Sword Sect assessment together.

"Where's my grandfather!" Sikong Haoran got out of bed and looked around, but he didn't see his grandfather in the room, so he walked out of the room and looked back and forth.

During the time when he fainted, he saw the vague figure of his grandfather in a trance, felt the temperature of his grandfather, heard his grandfather's farewell, he didn't believe that his grandfather would say goodbye, he didn't believe that his grandfather would leave him.

In fact, when he was in Tieling Village, he knew that his grandfather would leave, and his grandfather's words in the past few days also made him feel a little reluctant.

"Haoran, I heard Elder Ye say that Grandpa Sikong came to see you during the time you were unconscious, and then left in Chenshi. "Shi Tianshuo, Shi Tiandong They were also a little depressed at this time, the village chief's grandfather also left in a flying boat not long ago, and Qing Yu, who was standing behind, was also infected by their emotions, but he didn't show a single bit on his face.

Sikong Haoran ran frantically towards the front and disappeared in front of the three of them, but he didn't notice it himself, his speed reached six times his body speed, that is to say, the Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Body Method broke through to the second realm in this assessment.

Sikong Haoran came to the Sword Sect Square, looked at the cliff in front of him, and stood in place.

He saw the emaciated back of the road in front of the Tieling wooden house when he was called to eat.

He saw that when he practiced swords in the mountain behind Tieling, he walked down the mountain step by step with a somewhat rickety back.

He saw his back in a hurry when he woke up injured.

"Grandpa!" Sikong Haoran's two lines of tears fell silently, and his voice lingered in the sky for a long time.

(End of chapter)