"You can get started on your own. However, you can also hold the battle pass, and if you regret it, you can also use this method to give it a try. In short, whether you can enter the Cangjian Sect or not can only rely on your own ability. ”

That's all she can help.

Yuan Chen saluted her: "Thank you, senior." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao gave him a map and a transmission note, and said, "This is the map of Peakless City, you can take it." If you have any difficulties, you can tell me. The most important thing is that you have to go back and think carefully about whether you really want to come to the Cangjian Sect. ”

"Thank you, senior!" Yuan Chen solemnly saluted her again.

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Finding Lao Yuan's grandson can be regarded as letting Cheng Zhaozhao let go of a big stone in his heart.

As soon as she relaxed, she fell asleep that night and began to dream.

I dreamed of carrying her thousands of miles through the sea of clouds, feeling the refreshing cool breeze between the sea of clouds and the pleasure of soaring into the sky.

I dreamed of countless spirit swords flying around, chasing and frolicking with them.

When she was thirsty, she came to the white jade pavilion that appeared before Biyi, took the spiritual tea on the table and drank it all.

The various colors of spiritual flowers in the sea of flowers have changed varieties, and she casually picked some and wrapped a wreath around her head to wear on her head.

While she was having fun, the scenery in front of her changed to the top of a mountain.

A phantom stood there.

This time, the phantom turned his head, Cheng Zhaozhao wiped his eyes, felt that this phantom was a little familiar, and flashed over at the moment.

In the dream, her body was light and fluttering, and it was only a thought to come to the phantom.

Sensing her arrival, the phantom said familiarly, "How is it here?"

Cheng Zhaozhao looked down at the top of the mountain, and there was a churning sea of clouds everywhere.

"It's magnificent, it's astounding. ”

"You're right, there are few clouds in this world that can be so magnificent, but it's just ......"

"Just what?"

"It's just that the high places are not cold, there are only these sea of clouds as companions, the sky is high and the luck is light, and here all the year round, there is only loneliness. ”

The voice of the phantom is filled with a sense of vicissitudes, with the calmness and heaviness of time precipitation.

Cheng Zhaozhao felt that he seemed to be like these sea of clouds, on the top of this mountain for many years.

"If you feel lonely, find someone to talk to you. ”

"Well, there are a few people in this world who can come here. I'm afraid I can't even dream of this place. ”

"Then the senior can find me. I still dream about it occasionally in my dreams. ”

The phantom turned around and faced the sea of clouds: "The immortal road is lonely. Only a sword can accompany you. ”

As soon as the words fell, an invisible but powerful sword suddenly appeared in front of him.

This sword!

Cheng Zhaozhao had seen it once in a dream, and the sky-high sword intent of that time is still unforgettable.

Compared with that day, although this sword is not as majestic as that day, it is even more amazing.

This sword intent rushed to her face, making her instantly feel as if a mysterious power from the distant sky, and suddenly shattered the void and invaded her heart.

Cheng Zhaozhao trembled, excited and afraid.

In an instant, the sword was like a giant hand pushing away the clouds and mist in front of him, revealing the splendid mountains and rivers and exquisite palaces under the clouds.

Cheng Zhaozhao glanced down and found that the scenery below was very familiar.

The side-by-side halls were connected in a line, extending straight out, like a spiritual sword pointing towards the east.

This pattern is exactly the same as the map of the sect.

Here's ......

The sea of clouds gradually closed, obscuring her vision again.

Cheng Zhaozhao turned his head, looked at the phantom and said, "Senior, the disciple is not dreaming?"

If she was dreaming, how could she feel this so clearly.

She felt the palpitations of standing on a high place and looking down so clearly, she caressed her heart, and that heart was still 'plopping, plopping' strong jumping.

"It's a dream, otherwise you'd not be here. ”

"Where is this?"

"A sea of swords in the clouds. ”

"Sword Sea in the Clouds! refers to the Sword Sea in the Clouds on the Heavenly Peak?"

Cheng Zhaozhao, who was affirmed, patted his face, and said without pain, "That's really a dream." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao reached out and grabbed a handful of floating clouds, but he could feel the cool clouds disperse in his hands.

At this moment, the phantom raised a hand, his fingertips went forward, and said, "Condensation!"

One word came out, the sea of clouds surged, countless swords crossed from the sea of clouds, and dozens of spirit swords of different shapes came out through the clouds and stood in front of the phantom.

The spirit swords are lined up, and each spirit sword is separated by a certain distance, and the sword intent exuded from the sword body is either cold, warm, or impressive, all of which are terrifying.

The phantom said slowly: "These spirit swords have been in the sea of swords in the clouds for an unknown number of years, as Benjun just said, the sea of clouds is a companion, only loneliness!"

Those spirit swords seemed to feel the mood of the phantom at this time, and each handle was like a flower withering, bending over the sword body, so that it would not wilt.

"If the seniors need it, they can speak up. ”

She always felt that she could dream of this place over and over again, and it was inseparable from this phantom predecessor.

As the saying goes, only when you think about it in the day can you dream at night. She had never thought about the sea of swords in the clouds in her daily life, how could she dream of this place frequently.

The spirit sword suddenly dispersed, and the phantom said: "Fang Cai's sword move, are you willing to learn?"

The corners of Cheng Zhaozhao's mouth rose, she had just seen the powerful sword before, and she realized a sword style. And today's sword, she also deliberately kept it in her mind.

"Would you like me to learn?"

"If you are willing to learn, you are willing to teach. ”

"I'll learn!"

"Learning the sword moves is for inheritance, and the inheritor should be the teacher. ”

This is the same as eating people's soft mouths and taking people's soft mouths.

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded: "The master is above, please accept the worship of the juniors." ”

The phantom corrected: "It's the master and the disciple. ”

"The master is above, please accept the disciple's worship. Cheng Zhaozhao leaned over and saluted.

When he got up, a purple thunderbolt suddenly slashed into the sea of clouds, causing a sea of clouds to churn.

"How... What's wrong?" Cheng Zhaozhao heard the thunder and lightning in his ears, and his heart palpitated.

The phantom said: "This is an oath, since you have already apprenticed, if you violate the oath, you will be split by the Nine Heavens Xuanlei." ”

The dream should not be counted, right?

Cheng Zhaozhao touched her nose, she was just saying what she was saying.

"Come, don't you want to learn the sword? while you still have time as a teacher, I will teach you this sword today. The phantom looked pleased, and condensed another sword move in front of her.

Cheng Zhaozhao watched carefully, and he stood on the top of the mountain and learned.

It's like learning swords with Jun Xin back then.

After a moment, the sword dimmed, and the phantom said: "If you are tired of teachers, you will go back today and practice another day." ”

She hasn't even remembered that?

"In that case, then I will take my leave. Guru... Goodbye, Master. Oh, I forgot to ask what the master is called?"

You can't call it a dream fairy in the future, right?

"Nine Swords for the Teacher......"

Ninety-Nine - Sword!

Nine Swords!

Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly woke up from his dream, glanced at it, the sky outside was already bright, and couldn't help patting his cheek: "I'm daydreaming, right?"

Looking at Zhitian Peak from the window, she dreamed that the Nine Swords Divine Monarch had taken her as an apprentice?

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