At the age of sixteen, Bai Yilan had gone through nine years of unchanged cultivation and had already understood the use of true qi, but he had never touched the sword, and the ten-year period had expired. But there is a blank for the way of the sword. The only thing that made him persist was that in last year's mountain villa competition, he fought for internal strength and beat his father by half a step.

But at such a critical moment, grandpa to: know the destiny of heaven and follow the path of heaven. For this reason, the two were driven out of the sword tower. At that time, the two people who were originally going to officially cultivate the Qiankun One Sword from tomorrow were inexplicable. As a result, the next day, the bad news of the death of the Sword Immortal spread, and I also learned from my father that the last words left by my grandfather:

"There is no secret book for the Qiankun First Sword, cultivating in this way is going against the sky, this may be the obstruction of the heavens, and the last step still needs to rely on yourself. 'Heaven and earth are heaven and earth. This sword of heaven and earth, of course, must be found in heaven and earth, now your internal strength is pure, your heart is like stopping water, and the comprehension of the last sword path depends on how long you can walk on this road. ’”

These words often came to Bai Yilan's ears, but he didn't have a clue at all.

Under his understanding, the most important thing in the Qiankun sword is the harmony of yin and yang, so he passed on the most fierce Tiangang sword technique of Wanjian Villa and the most feminine Qingyang Sanliu sword to the two, but since they practiced, they have been in contact with swordsmanship, and they are two opposite and most extreme swordsmanship. Therefore, the progress was slow, and it took a whole year to barely reach a small success.

Seventeenth birthday

From the dawn of the fifth watch, the villa is lively up and down:

This is the coronation ceremony of the two young masters, don't delay. ”

"The front yard is set up and ready to receive guests. ”

"This matter must be done well, we will send out invitations two months in advance, we must not be lazy!"

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The people of the entire mountain villa were busy for a morning before arranging the ceremony venue and building a high platform in the front yard for the two young masters to show what they had learned. The gate is facing the north, in front of the main hall, seven well-arranged VIP seats, and hundreds of seats are set up on the east and west sides. After all, today's protagonist is to be on the high platform and announce to the entire martial arts: I have been born out of thin air, and I am bound to set off a storm and waves in the entire martial arts......

Just after noon, I heard the butler's voice at the door over and over again:

"Welcome to the Elder of the Wudang Rite Sect, the ...... of Song Huadao"

"Welcome to the young master of Yijian Pavilion, Young Master Fang Xuanjia ......"

"The first Shaolin lecture, the master of the innocent ......"

"Dragon and Tiger Gang, Elder Wu Tong ......"

"Emei, the withered leaf master is too ......"

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When everyone arrived, the VIP seat sat the couple and the representatives of the five major sects who were good friends with Wanjian Villa, and the rest of the entourage sat down on the east and west sides, while the disciples of Wanjian Villa all worked up their spirits and stood at their posts to maintain the smooth progress of the conference. The Bai Yilan brothers had already followed the housekeeper to stand on the high platform, looking at the two children from a distance during the day, watching them in plain robes and jade belts, and swords in the wind. His eyes were full of satisfaction and excitement. Hua Haitang also nodded vigorously, speechless with excitement, holding her husband's hand tightly, trying not to let tears come out of her eyes. However, Wen Lun, the eldest disciple of the personal lineage, who had been standing behind him during the day, served tea with both hands, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he did not let anyone notice.

The housekeeper stood on the stage and took the lead in delivering a speech: "Friends from the rivers and lakes, thank you for coming to the coronation ceremony of my third heir of Wanjian Villa, the fifteenth generation of the Bai family, Bai Yilan, Bai Yifan............"

Everything went smoothly according to the procedure, and the whole mountain villa was full of happy cheers and laughter. Only Wen Lun, who was hiding behind everyone, looked at the master's back, his palms were cold, and his lips were dry, which was a sign of excessive nervousness. And at the foot of Wanjian Mountain, a forbidden army of 5,000 people, under the leadership of a disciple of Wanjian Mountain Villa, approached deeper in the foggy Wanjian Mountain with poisonous barriers.

“...... The rules are not emphasized much, the first owner of my village passed away, which also means that the era of the sword god has passed, and a new era is about to begin, so fresh blood is also needed in the rivers and lakes. The world belongs to young people, and since it has been decided that the two young masters will be crowned adults before the age of twenty, the two young masters will definitely take the lead in the future of martial arts............"

"Wait a minute!" Before the housekeeper could finish speaking, the topic was interrupted, "We are not dead yet, and the Ten Thousand Swords Villa is ready to dominate the next generation of martial arts?" "Even if the people who come here are all famous factions who are good friends with Wanjian Villa on weekdays, it is impossible for them to only have voices in favor from top to bottom.

When he found the source of the sound in the audience, he was not angry, and his eyes moved to the crowd below: "This is a bad statement, it is precisely because the dog is still young that this coronation ceremony is held, so that everyone can see the strength of the dog in the younger generation." ”

There is a person holding an iron fan in the VIP seat, always covering half of his face, no one has seen his true face in this venue, even if he can't see his expression, he can clearly hear his uncomfortable laughter, only from the name standing in front of the chair can know his identity: Huaibei Yijian Pavilion Young Pavilion Master, Fang Xuanjia.

"Hehehe, if you follow what the owner of Bai Zhuang said, do you also have to let Ling Lang compete with the young heroes of the world to know whether Ling Lang has this qualification?"

"This ......" is not good at words during the day, and this time I invited friends from the rivers and lakes just to celebrate this special day together, but I didn't expect to be so troubled. He began to reflect on whether he had said the wrong thing and caused misunderstanding among the people.

Wen Lun, who had been behind him, glanced sideways at the embarrassment on his face during the day, and thought that the time had come. When everyone's eyes were attracted by the glue between the two, he took out a packet of powder from his sleeve and secretly put it into the tea bowl of the master and the master.

Hua Haitang looked at her husband who was speechless and had a dry mouth. In order to alleviate the embarrassment, he turned around and picked up two teacups from the hands of the eldest apprentice Wen Lun, and handed one of the bowls to Bai Tianxia, "Okay, let's have a cup of tea, this is a big matter for children, don't worry about these little things." Then he raised his teacup and apologized to Fang Xuanjia.

The owner's wife came forward, Fang Xuanjia naturally had nothing to say, and he also took the teacup during the day and drank most of it.

The maid behind Fang Xuanjia also handed the tea to him respectfully, perhaps in order to maintain the mystery of the lower half of his face, he did not take the teacup, but more likely, Yi Jian Pavilion came to congratulate with the "task", and he was not in the mood to drink tea before the "task" was completed.

As soon as an argument subsided, Fang Xuanjia put forward another request that shocked the four seats:

"By the way, when the 'Sword God' was alive, my father was called: the second sword in the world, and now that the Sword God is gone, the title of 'Sword God' should be given to my father!"