"Chang'an, it's going to change......"

In the bleak autumn wind, I don't know who whispered such a sentence. As far as the eye can see, the thick clouds of black pressure are like the army pressing down on the city, as if thousands of troops and horses are galloping together, pointing at Chang'an.

Not long after, a late autumn rainstorm will fall on Chang'an.

Under the Chang'an Sword Shrine, the inscription on the sword tablet also began to become conspicuous under the golden light. This sword tablet is divided into nine layers of inscriptions, and with each layer of inscriptions, the futon will automatically rise, so that those who go up to enlightenment can see the higher level inscriptions. The higher the position of the inscription, the higher the level.

Now the highest futon from the ground should be the only one to show the glass.

"Four-layer inscription......" Fu Jianping stared at the elevated position of the futon, and couldn't help but sigh before that golden light dissipated. In the end, this is the personal disciple of Zhongli Xueyu of the Canglan Sword Sect, and his strength is really not ordinary.

Next to her, there are four people including Linghu Qianqing and Huixu on the third floor. They were all outstanding disciples of the other four major sects, and it was worthy of their name to be able to be in the third layer.

Further down, the second layer is Bei Qiufeng, Sun Yan and other four people.

Although the progress of this year's Star Festival has been accelerated a lot, it has not reduced the difficulty of assessing cultivators. At least, there are quite a few people who can discover the secrets on the oil umbrella. But there are very few people who can pass the test of the demons.

Even Liang Yi, who was the most optimistic today, failed in the heart demon trial.

This is also why after Xu Changfeng entered the sword mound, he did not find Liang Yi's figure. His strength is indeed very strong, but against the demons, he still lacks some strength. After all, there is no way to do this, the heart demon is not suppressed by brute force, on the contrary, the higher the self-cultivation, the stronger the heart demon will be, and if you want to suppress it, you must have a stronger state of mind.

Looking at the past, countless cultivators should have had the opportunity to come here to comprehend the Sword Tablet, but in the end, they were turned away because they failed the trial of the heart demon, which is enough to see how strong the heart demon is, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is terrifying.

After all, this inner demon originates from the greed in the heart, and if there are no distracting thoughts in the heart, the inner demon will naturally be calm.

"Alas, it's a pity......" Fu Jianping finally stopped his eyes on the young man sitting on the high platform. His futon is still tightly attached to the high stone bricks, which shows that he has not even understood the first layer.

"Although I was lucky enough to break free from the shackles of the demons, I was still too reluctant after all. The inscription on the sword stele, the deeper it goes, the more mysterious it is, if the mood is uncertain, in the end it will only be empty. Fu Jianping muttered in a low voice.

He had seen many, many such cultivators, and those cultivators were overjoyed and carried away from the first sight of the sword tablet. They couldn't wait to see the inscription on the sword tablet at a glance, as if they had eaten it into a big fat man. But how would they know that this sword tablet is not an ordinary inscription, it can be handed down from the flood era thousands of years ago, if so

Without a little mystery in it, how can it still make the current world yearn for him like this?

There was once a saying in the rivers and lakes, don't take Chang'an too simply, then you will get lost in this Chang'an.

Chang'an is not only a prosperous capital, but also hides countless secrets. There is also a reason why the Chang'an Sword Shrine was built under Chang'an......

"If I directly agreed to Zhongli Xueyu, I'm afraid that after today, Xu Changfeng will have a very embarrassing life, right?" Fu Jianping shook his head and said.

He is like a seabird that can only fly over people's heads before the storm comes, but when the storm comes, the seabird's lifespan will also come to an end. Looking at half a year ago, not to mention inside and outside Chang'an City, even many people in the cultivation world knew the three words Xu Changfeng. However, only half a year has passed, and the vigorous actions he made before will become a pile of ashes with the end of the Star Club, turning into a bubble, and finally gradually forgotten in people's hearts.

Heroes always need brilliance to shine.

No one wants to pay attention to a person who is under the Chang'an Sword Shrine all day long, and has never even comprehended the first layer of the sword monument.

In this way, she is so far away from the snow and rain that she will actually have a time to look away. Fu Jianping smiled helplessly.

If she knew that Xu Chang couldn't even comprehend the first layer of the sword tablet, maybe she would want to retract the previous sentence, right? In fact, Fu Jianping couldn't figure it out, where was this Xu Changfeng? Not to mention what Zhongli Xueyu was because he came out, taking Mr. Han as an example, it was enough to make people look at this Xu Changfeng.

Mr. Qin's closed disciple, Mr. Han dared to speak for him in person above the court, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

Crash!

At this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly flashed in the darkness, and the loss in Fu Jianping's heart eased a lot.

Now there is only one day left, although the breakthrough is indeed much slower, but ...... It's not bad, at least it saves some face. Although this sword tablet has nine layers, the first layer is the one that takes the most time to comprehend, which is the difference between a beginner and a layman. Only when you step through this threshold can you know what kind of world is inside the door.

Therefore, after comprehending the first layer, with the experience and experience of the first layer, it will be easier in the subsequent layers. But it also takes time. Since the Star Society stipulated that only three days of enlightenment can be attained, the only one who can reach the highest level in three days is the sixth layer. This is still the result created by those monsters hundreds of years ago, and it has not been broken by anyone to this day.

Although Zhan Liuli has comprehended the fourth layer, there is still one day to go, and it may still be difficult for her to break through the sixth layer.

As for Xu Changfeng...... He broke through too late, so it would be nice to have one more look at the second layer......

He slowly raised his head, his gaze resting on Xu Changfeng.

However, he was soon stunned.

At this moment, Xu Changfeng's position is still in place, which means that he has not even comprehended the first layer!

"This ......" Fu Jianping was a little incredulous, he hurriedly looked up, and finally, he found that Zhan Liuli, which was located at the top, was much farther away from the ground. This shows that she has reached the fifth level!

When Fu Jianping saw this, he couldn't help but smack his lips.

If he remembered correctly, when he participated in the Sword Monument, he was only the fifth layer, and it was still at the end of three days, and he had an epiphany before he broke through the layer.

But in one day, the glass reached the fifth layer!

"Could it be that she really has a chance to comprehend the sixth layer?"

If Fu Jianping remembers correctly, among the young cultivators of their generation, the only one who can reach the sixth layer is the current Canglan Sword Sect Master, Zhongli Xueyu!

If this is the case, is it possible that the achievements of this year's exhibition glaze will have a chance to surpass the sixth layer?

There is still one day to go, just look at one day, how many breakthroughs can Zhan Liuli have......

"Your sword, I've got it back for you. ”

Wei Qijian held a short sword embryo in his hand and handed it to Mo Xingxiao.

Mo Xingxiao stared at the sword embryo in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but show a touch of sadness. The sword is still the same as the original, but the spirit in the sword may not be the same. Once the sword is broken, it is not the owner of the sword who is the first to be damaged, but the sword spirit in the sword.

Therefore, the meaning of the sword mound is actually to build a burial tomb for the sword spirit inside the sword.

Behind each natal sword, there is a story of its own. The same is true of the sword in Mo Xingxiao's hand......

"Thank you. Mo Xingxiao took a deep breath and slowly took the sword embryo from Wei Qijian's hand.

The moment she held the sword, she saw that a faint turquoise light emanated from the sword embryo, although it was only fleeting, it was still clearly visible in front of the two of them.

This is the signal that the sword spirit is sending to the master.

"The sword spirit is still there, and there is hope. Wei Qijian said in a deep voice.

Mo Xingxiao restrained the tears on her face, she hadn't cried for a long time, she didn't cry when she folded the sword, and it was impossible to cry today.

"Why haven't you been carrying a sword lately?" Mo Xingxiao looked at Wei Qijian and asked in a low voice.

It is rumored that each of the seven swords on Wei Qijian's body hides this story. He is a man with a story in his head, destined to be written into a story.

So the story of Wei Qijian has never left.

"A person is always tired. Wei Qijian shook his head and said, "If you're tired, just put it down." ”

"Can you let it go?" Mo Xingxiao was a little surprised, he could make Wei Qijian say such a thing, but you can imagine how much courage and courage it must be?

It seems that Wei Qijian has indeed changed a lot these days, and he no longer looks like the Wei Qijian he used to be.

"I'm the most

Near, had a dream. Mo Xingxiao thought about it for a while, and finally couldn't help but whisper.

"Dreams are all false. Wei Qijian shook his head and said, "It's just a fantasy that you desire but can't realize, why bother?"

"It's different. Model He shook his head, looked at Wei Qijian very seriously and said, "I dreamed of Chang'an." You know, I don't like Chang'an, but I still dream about it after all. ”

"And then?" Wei Qijian seemed to be a little interested, and couldn't help but ask.

"I also dreamed of seven swords, from above the sky, smashing down Chang'an" Mo Xingxiao's voice was very quiet, like a mosquito faintly.

She even thought she was wrong, wishing it was just a dream and not a real reality.

But when she slowly raised her head and looked at Wei Qijian, Wei Qijian's face showed a look of surprise. In the astonishment, there seemed to be a touch of vicissitudes and desolation, as if he had really seen it.

"You, say it again......"

I don't know how long it has passed, Wei Qijian slowly raised his head, his eyes staring at Mo Xingxiao......

(End of chapter)