The long-awaited day has finally arrived.

On this day, countless sword sounds resounded in the blue sky.

"Welcome to the manifestation of the ancestral sword!"

As several majestic and domineering words continued to be transmitted to the entire Sword Pavilion in all directions, a mutation protruded.

In the center of the Hongwu platform, the Qiankun ancient sword, which had been silent for thousands of years, was windless and automatic, stirred out, crossed an arc, and finally stood upright a hundred meters above the top of the sword mound.

As a flash of brilliant light bathed down at the end of the ancient sword, there was a violent shock on the ground, and the fog that had shrouded the mountains all year round began to gradually dissipate, revealing its true face.

The young disciple who was meditating in the tent opened his eyes and walked out with him.

The little girl playing in the mountains and forests hurriedly ran back with the young fox.

The boy fishing by the river yawned sleepily.

In just a few dozen breaths, more than forty people once again gathered at the foot of the Sword Shrine Mountain.

"It's only been twenty-four hours since the formation opened, and it will close on time tomorrow morning, seize the opportunity. ”

Luo Hanyue stood at the front and glanced at everyone, and said seriously: "I repeat it again, remember to release your own origin sword qi in the sword shrine, if there is an ancient sword response, it will be considered a success." In addition, there are swords everywhere in Kenzuka Mountain, and you don't necessarily have to climb to the top. ”

With the dissolution of the formation in the Sword Shrine Mountain, although the sword qi was suppressed a lot, the vicissitudes and desolation aura that came to the face became heavier and heavier.

Everyone looked at the top of the mountain and looked full of confidence, after a month of training, they all looked full of confidence.

There are swords everywhere in the sword shrine, but the higher you go, the more sword qi you have, and the better the quality, which is almost common sense that no one needs to explain.

Li Yihan, who held his head high, looked much darker, but his spirit was more energetic than before, and he was the first to step out this time.

Everyone's eyes then fell on the young man at the back of the crowd, and for a month, almost everyone knew about Lu Shen and Xige Chen Yi's gamble, but it seemed that few people were optimistic about him.

Because getting the recognition of the ancient sword and getting the inheritance of the sword spirit are two different things.

The word spirit can be said to be the place where heaven and earth are created.

The ancient sword that can give birth to the sword spirit may have been the favorite sword of the Great Sword Cultivator of the Sky Breaking Realm or even the Holy Realm.

Lu Shen turned a blind eye to everyone's gaze, and said to the little girl beside him, "Go directly to the top of the mountain." ”

Meng Yixiao blinked and asked, "What about you?"

"I wanted to slow down and suddenly felt something, so I was going to check it out. ”

Lu Shen squinted his eyes and looked at the top of the mountain that was no longer covered by the formation, feeling the devastated golden light, thinking that the original Sword Shrine Prohibition only needed "Qiankun" to open, so it was too stupid for him to wait for two years.

....

Around the trail, the humid mist disappears and the scenery is unobstructed.

There were no trees, no flowers, just a desolate clearing, and then countless paths that connected to the cliffs beyond.

Outside of flowers and trees, even ordinary beasts cannot survive. The sword wind blew and brought up a cloud of dust.

Lu Shen was the last disciple to climb the mountain.

A month ago, when the sword mound was filled with majestic sword pressure, he walked very fast when he climbed the mountain.

But this time, when the mountain-like sword was dissipated, the boy walked slowly, even quite slowly, as he said.

Because he was trying to exude his spiritual sense, to feel the breath of the sword.

There is a small step in the middle of the mountain road that leads directly to the top of the mountain, but Lu Shen did not choose this road.

The boy walked on the surrounding mountain road, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, as if he was wandering around at random, erratic.

An hour later, the boy opened his eyes, and there was a look of helplessness in his eyes.

He made some mistakes.

It turned out that the Sword Shrine Mountain was so big, even so big that it was beyond his imagination,

If you really probe the past step by step, twenty-four hours is simply not enough.

In fact, on weekdays, there is one of the easiest ways, that is, to release the origin sword qi in your sword fetus, and you must know the answer immediately.

The wood god has a heart with him, and if he is in this mountain, he will definitely appear.

It's just that there are so many disciples in the mountain now, and there must be elders from the four pavilions and eight peaks secretly observing outside, and it will be very troublesome if it causes too much movement.

"Forget it, I'm still a person who doesn't like trouble very much. ”

Lu Shen stopped, then exhaled lightly, as if he had figured out something.

The boy walked to the edge of the mountain road, and there was a cliff at his feet.

Lu Shen closed his eyes and said, "The sword is coming!"

An invisible wisp of qi rippled out from all around his body and spread out in a circle.

A clear howl sounded in the depths of the mountains.

Lu Shen then took a step forward.

Just like the single-plank bridge in front of the Beige Thunder Sea that day, there was a void under his feet, but the young man did not hesitate or fear at all.

His feet landed on the ground, just on top of the blade of a long sword.

There was a roar in the air.

The sea of air rolls and roars through the air.

The figure of the boy disappeared in an instant.

.....

Li Yihan was always at the front of the crowd, and he had reached the distance of the mountainside, Han Shaobin followed closely behind him, and there was only one man and one beast in front of him, without Lu Shen, it was naturally the quirky little girl Mengyixiao and the young fox Xiaobai.

I don't know why, this little girl with a ponytail always likes to sway a few steps in front of her, and puts her hands behind her back to pose with an old and solemn look, looking back at him from time to time, with a look of relief from the elders looking at her late life, and I don't know who she is learning....

The trail gets steeper and steeper the way up, and in some places you even have to climb it by hand.

Li Yihan gasped and looked at the top of the mountain with blazing eyes.

There is a sword pond on the top of the sword mound, and there are nearly a thousand really good swords hidden in the sword pool, and there will be a high-grade ancient sword that is truly pregnant with a sword spirit.

"Hurry up!"

Meng Yixiao urged in front: "Why don't you keep up yet!"

Li Yihan retracted his thoughts, looked at the lively little girl in front of him, and rolled his eyes.

There are very few peers who can make him feel convinced, but this little girl is one, whether it is age or talent.

Seeing this, the ponytail girl sighed and said, "How can you be Lu Shen's apprentice if you are so weak!"

Li Yihan's eyes widened and he said, "When did I say I wanted to be his apprentice!"

The little girl raised her head and said confidently: "Lu Shen is so powerful, of course you have to be his apprentice." ”

"What kind of truth is this?!"

Li Yihan was dumbfounded, and just wanted to say something, but was suddenly interrupted.

"Bang!"

A sharp and rapid sound of breaking the air sounded from a distance,

A black shadow flickered in mid-air more than ten meters away from them, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed into the clouds higher up.

The cold wind was surging beside the cliff, and the strong air movement almost made it impossible for either of them to open their eyes.

Xiaobai looked up at the sky and kept yelling.

Mengyixiao looked surprised, shouted Lu Shen, opened her hands, and kept waving into the air.

"Is that him?"

Li Yihan was dumbfounded, his face was full of disbelief, but he couldn't help but accept this fact when he looked at the black dot in the clouds that was getting smaller and smaller.

Because the black clothes are too conspicuous, and they are always so clean, even black and shiny.

The boy felt a little discouraged for no reason.

Flying with the sword, flying thousands of miles in a single thought, soaring through the heavens and the earth, is something that all boys and girls in the world dream of.

He had been thinking about it for many years, and now he was obviously only missing a sword, but he didn't expect that someone had thrown him so far.

Meng Yixiao trotted over, jumped up and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a serious "understanding" face: "Don't be discouraged, it's normal to be better than Lu Shen, and you're not me!"

Li Yihan looked at the little girl's childish ruddy face, remembered her real age, and became more and more sad and angry in his heart, and said heartbrokenly: "This sword can't be practiced!"

....

Lu Shen stepped on the sword and came to the top of the mountain.

For thousands of years, he was perhaps the first disciple among the beginner disciples to reach the top so quickly.

There is no fog here, only countless thick clouds surround it.

Those psychic ancient swords appeared and disappeared in the thick clouds, ethereal and illusory, and full of sword intent.

Lu Shen stepped on the ground, and then waved his hand lightly, and the long sword under his feet swirled, and swooped down from the top of the mountain like a spirit.

Lu Shen stood in the middle of the mountaintop, facing the sea of clouds around him, and said, "I'll find a sword." ”

There was silence all around.

"Have you ever seen a sword like this? ”

Lu Shen thought for a while and said, "A sword that is much more powerful than you." ”