On the second day, the person who came to teach at the Broken Sword Cliff was a female uncle from the South Pavilion, named Luo Hanyue, who was as cold as the name suggested, and after a short introduction in the Sword Hall, he led everyone towards the depths of the Broken Sword Cliff.

As we all know, the master of the South Pavilion Pavilion is a female sword immortal with advanced cultivation, and most of the people he receives are naturally women.

Shen Mohuang, the woman who shocked the entire Sword Pavilion with her talent five years ago, is now said to be the personal disciple of the South Pavilion Pavilion.

The disciples of the Broken Sword Cliff originally saw that the person who came was not Gu Luo, although it was expected, but they were inevitably a little disappointed in their hearts, but during the journey, they felt the continuous accumulation and increase of sword qi in the surrounding air, and many people guessed the end, so they became excited again.

Lu Shen walked at the back of the crowd, and there was a faint hint of expectation in his eyes.

After a few hours, everyone trekked through mountains and rivers and finally arrived at the foot of the world-famous majestic mountain.

The mountains seem to be shrouded in mist, towering into the clouds, and there is no end in sight.

The sword is mounded with a mountain, and the mountain is naturally called Kenzuka Mountain

In mid-air, the tip of the iceberg that occasionally emerged from the fog could vaguely see countless broken swords inserted upside down on the ground, and under the reflection of the light, the sword light was reflected.

The sword aura is compelling.

Everyone's faces were a little ruddy, and those with a slightly weaker physique had a faster heartbeat, and their hearts were ringing in the middle of winter.

Naturally, it was not because of fatigue, the physical strength of the monks in the mortal realm far exceeded that of mortals.

The main thing is that the sword qi that spreads outward from the top of this mountain is like a substance, majestic, like a big mountain pressing heavily on everyone's hearts.

"In January, you will get a chance to climb the mountain, and then the Sword Pavilion will disperse the various confinements in the Sword Shrine. ”

Luo Hanyue explained in a cold voice, "But you have to remember that you only have one chance. Because when he had just broken through the mortal dust, the spiritual sea in his body was the most quiet and clear, and he had the best chance of attracting the favor and recognition of the ancient sword. ”

Luo Hanyue glanced at everyone and said, "So your task for the next month is to learn to adapt to and withstand the pressure of this sword qi as soon as possible at the foot of the mountain, and only then will you have a better chance of finding a matching ancient sword on the sword shrine mountaineering trip in a month." ”

Everyone held back the discomfort in their hearts and looked up, and couldn't help but think that just the sword qi pressure outside the foot of the mountain was already so terrifying, what if it was deep in it?

Luo Hanyue seemed to see through their thoughts at a glance, and said straightforwardly: "The most important point, you can't go up the mountain without permission, in addition to all kinds of powerful confinements, the perennial sword qi collision on this mountain has produced countless fogs and indescribable dangers, and those who are unstable will not be able to reach the mountainside, and they will be shocked by the sword qi and die on the spot." ”

Hearing this, everyone's excitement and anticipation gradually stabilized, and they began to seriously think about the difficulties.

The talented disciples in the field were able to maintain their composure.

Han Shaobin changed his usual frivolity, his face was calm, and he seemed to have grown up a lot compared to back then.

Li Yihan is still the proud appearance with his head held high.

Meng Yixiao was the most joyful, looking left and right, not affected by the sword qi at all, and she was very happy.

"Of course..."

Luo Hanyue suddenly showed a meaningful smile and said, "If you have confidence in yourself, you can take a few steps ahead as much as possible at the foot of the mountain. ”

This sentence is very profound, and the disciples in the field are certainly not stupid people, and they figured out the truth in an instant.

While trying to stay as safe as possible, the closer you get to the mountains, the greater the natural benefits.

It's just that the most important thing is, who will take the first step?

Slow, steady footsteps sounded.

Lu Shen walked through the crowd with his hands in his pockets, his face was as usual, and he walked straight up the mountain.

Everyone moved their eyes to the young man's body, and their expressions were different.

Since yesterday's simple conversation between the young man and Gu Luo in the Sword Hall, everyone's eyes on Lu Shen have changed again, and even Li Yihan, who doesn't seem to pay attention to anyone on weekdays, looks at Lu Shen and is not as proud and disdainful as before.

When Lu Shen passed by Luo Hanyue's side, he didn't turn his head and said, "I want to try." ”

The latter's face was flat and he said, "Once you climb the mountain...."

"Life and death are conceited, I know. ”

Lu Shen interrupted her and stepped forward again.

Immediately after Meng Yixiao, the second followed, and then Li Yihan, Li Shi, Han Shaobin....

As if encouraged by a few people, the remaining disciples saw this scene, and their originally hesitant eyes became firm again, and they all strode towards the foot of the mountain.

Luo Hanyue looked at the back of the young man in front, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

....

Before everyone came to the foot of the mountain, most of them insisted on walking a few steps and then chose to sit cross-legged on the spot, and the increasingly heavy sword qi almost overwhelmed them. The other half of the realm is more stable, and they slowly walk along a mossy mountain step along the mountain road.

Soon after, several more people stopped fifty paces on the mountain road.

A hundred steps, Han Shaobin couldn't insist on sitting down cross-legged.

Two hundred steps, there were only three people left, Li Yihan gasped heavily, but looking at the breezy black back in the front, he still gritted his teeth and climbed forward.

Two hundred and fifty steps, Li Yihan's face turned red, and he had just risen to the idea of giving up, but Lu Shen in front of him turned his head and glanced at him casually.

With a simple movement, Li Yihan's face turned red, and he stood up and walked forward again.

Persisting to 300 meters, Li Yihan finally fell to the ground and could no longer stand up.

At this point, there were only two people left on the climbing steps.

Meng Yixiao was talented, and she still had her strength to spare, she noticed Lu Shen's movements, and said curiously: "You care about Li Yihan very much?"

"If you don't come to the Sword Pavilion, he should be the most talented person in this generation of disciples. ”

Lu Shen put his hands behind his back and said: "He is very proud in his heart, a little like me before, so giving a little pressure may be able to stimulate his potential." ”

Meng Yixiao wanted to say as if you were not a disciple of this generation.

She sighed: "You are always so kind. ”

Lu Shen shook his head and said, "It's just boring, I hope they can be a little stronger." ”

The little girl asked, "Then why don't you just teach him." ”

Lu Shen looked at the top of the mountain covered in mist, squinted his eyes and said, "Because I am much stronger than him, and I am too proud." ”

....

I don't know how many meters from the ground, and the little girl's face can't hide the tiredness.

Lu Shen patted the little girl's head, motioned for her to wait in place, and then began to climb the mountain alone.

The higher the mountain, the more intense the sword qi became, and there were faint sounds of sword explosions in the invisible fog in the distance.

Half an hour later, Lu Shen finally stopped, looked up and was silent.

His body is very special, and he has a natural sword fetus, no matter how rich and majestic the sword qi is, it is not an obstacle for him.

What really limits him is the realm.

Lu Shen could feel that he was still far from the top of the mountain, but from here, there were countless powerful prohibitions in front of him that could seriously injure him if he was not careful, and in addition, there were also some hidden and majestic sword dao aura, which was enough to make people stop.

After all, he is only a mortal realm, and he can't go any further.

The only regret was that he had climbed the mountain all the way and did not feel the breath of his former sword --- wood god, and Lu Shen thought that he could only have a chance when the ban was completely lifted in a month.

When the boy was wandering thousands of miles, a sword roar suddenly resounded through the mountains.

An ancient sword suddenly rushed out of the fog in front of him, the blade of which was as thin as a cicada's wings and as clear as water.

The tip of the ancient sword broke through the clouds, and rushed forward like lightning until Lu Shen's head.

The next moment, the sword body instantly passed through Lu Shen's ear, and the strong air flow blew away the black hair on the young man's temples.

Then the ancient sword kept flying around the young man, like a young urchin playing wantonly.

Lu Shen's face was indifferent, without the slightest wave.

"Come back. ”

A light voice came from the mountain, and the ancient sword was psychic, and it disappeared beside Lu Shen in an instant.

A white-clothed figure appeared in the sea of clouds.

Still a woman.

The woman's three thousand green silk was draped around her waist at will, and her white dress set off by the white mist behind her became more and more graceful, and her perfect face without the slightest flaw was as beautiful as a fantasy, but the most eye-catching thing was the pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, which were undulating, as if they contained thousands of miles of stars.

is obviously far from the mature age of a woman, but there is already a temperament that captivates the country and the city in her.

The woman in white held the long sword and said generously, "I'm sorry." ”

Lu Shen didn't speak, but his gaze fell on the long sword in her hand.

It's quirky and it's magical.

Because on the top of the sword stood a little girl only the size of the palm of her hand, with a pigtail to the sky, her face was ruddy, and she was wearing a bright red belly pocket, jumping around on the sword body, which was very cute.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a newborn sword spirit with such strong spiritual power. ”

Lu Shen then looked at the woman, "Coupled with a natural sword fetus, it's really a very good combination." ”

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