The first head of the Edgeworth Gate was not a monk, but a mortal swordsman.

The swordsman traveled to the bottom of the mountain, and it took three years to cross the mountains and mountains before he reached the top of the mountain, but he did not expect that there was such a strange scene on the top of the mountain.

Witnessing these two peaks and waterfalls, the swordsman suddenly felt that there were mountains outside the mountains, and there were swords outside the sword.

Ten years later, the swordsman comprehended the way of the sword under this waterfall, and then entered the gap behind the waterfall.

Within that gap, there was originally a fast-flowing river, with a total of eighteen songs.

After the swordsman entered, he never came out.

Later, a well-known sword cultivator also came here, and he immediately saw the right eye, thinking that this was a good place to open a mountain and establish a sect, but it alarmed the mortal swordsman in the river.

Of course, it is also said that Jian Xiu used his divine sense to test the person in it, and forced him out of the gap between the two peaks.

Jian Xiu is a monk who has practiced for many years, although he looks young, but in fact he has been practicing for more than a hundred years, and when he sees that he is a mortal, he wants to expel him away.

The swordsman did not leave, but pointed to the gap between the two peaks, and said, if the sword cultivator could follow him and go all the way to the innermost, he would leave the mountain.

For that sword cultivator, he naturally thought that this request was easy, so he followed the swordsman into the gap, watching the swordsman go farther and farther along the river, but the sword cultivator couldn't pass it anyway - the mountains and rocks on both sides of the river were covered with extremely powerful sword intent!

It was the sword intent that the swordsman had left behind after many years of experience and perception in the river.

For the first time, Jian Xiu didn't even break through the first river meander.

At that time, he knew the mystery of swordsmanship, not that the stronger the cultivation, the easier it was to comprehend.

Jian Xiu was obsessed with the way of the sword, and he didn't know how many years had passed before he finally passed the eighteen songs and saw the scenery on the other side of the waterway.

The previous swordsman was nothing more than a mortal, long dead, reduced to a pile of bones.

Kenshu respectfully buried the pile of white bones and called himself a disciple on the tombstone, and the sect he founded later was called the Imperial Sword Gate.

That swordsman was respected by him as the first generation of patriarchs, and that sword cultivator was the second generation patriarch of the Imperial Sword Gate, the true person of the Imperial Sword Gate.

And the eighteen curved rivers where the true person of the sword comprehended the way of the sword became the most important place of training in the sword gate - the eighteen songs of the sword.

The Imperial Sword Gate has also gone through the catastrophe of the Great War of Immortals and Demons, and now the position of the head of the sect has fallen on the head of the Divine Ancestor, and more than two hundred years have passed.

Although the loss of the Imperial Sword Gate is not the heaviest, among the disciples under the sect, it is not common for the eighteen songs of the sword to pass three songs, and if they can pass six songs, they can almost be called geniuses.

It is extremely risky to enter the Sword Eighteen Qu River to experience it.

Earlier, there were cases where disciples were crushed by the sword intent in it after entering, and when they came out, they became confused, like idiots.

The Imperial Sword Gate was originally a sect of cultivating immortals, and gradually many of the monks under the sect were no longer obsessed with the pursuit of sword intent and kendo, and finally three branches evolved within the gate - Sword Yuan Hall, Sword Array Hall, and Kendo Hall.

Jian Yuantang pays attention to the tempering of its own star vein, and uses the sword as a tool to exert the power of the star element.

The Sword Array Hall uses the power of the layout of the magic circle to use the unpredictable and extremely lethal sword array as a killer weapon.

Compared to the above two halls, although the head of the Divine Death Ancestor comprehended the way of the sword and was superb, the talent of the sword hall withered, and almost no sword cultivators were willing to join here.

Now, on the other side of the Ten Thousand Souls Sword Pool, there are two middle-aged swordsmen, one with a clear face, a simple bamboo sword pinned to his waist, and a green cloth robe, with an indifferent expression.

The other swordsman, with a slightly sturdy figure and a short beard on his white face, stood behind the thin swordsman, looking anxiously at the other side, as if he was about to cross the waterfall and enter the gap between the peaks.

The thin swordsman was Lu Wanzhou, the hall master of the Kendo Hall.

And the swordsman behind him was Zong Lingyun.

"It's been months, and it hasn't come out yet, so it's ......"

Lu Wanzhou was not unaware of Zong Lingyun's anxiety, and said: "The ancestor promised him to enter the Imperial Sword Gate to refine the sword heart, which is already a great creation, and he must be impetuous. ”

Having said that, Lu Wanzhou's heart is not without waves.

It's just that his worries are different from Zong Lingyun's, he is not worried about the person who was allowed to enter the experience, but his heart is desolate.

The kendo hall is so cold and lonely, not only are there few monks in the hall, but there are almost no outstanding people, and on the eve of the sect's big competition, there is no way to pick out four sword cultivators who are quite satisfied.

Because the current situation is so bleak, when the sect is deliberating, Lu Wanzhou was also ridiculed in front of the other two hall masters.

The Sword Array Hall directly took up seven disciples on the grounds that the "Seven Swords Return to the Cloud Array" was extremely powerful.

If it weren't for Lu Wanzhou's arguments, I am afraid that she would not even be able to keep a place, and in the end, she had to temporarily accept Zong Lingyun's nephew as an outer disciple after asking the Divine Ancestor to fight for the Kendo Hall...... It's an unprecedented embarrassment.

Rao is mentality has always been indifferent, and when he sees the other two classes full of talents, he can't help but be disappointed.

Now that Dabi is approaching, Zong Lingyun is waiting here every day, if another day passes, people still can't come out, Lu Wanzhou will have to start.

The light was shining, and it was night in a short time.

Lu Wanzhou stood on the shore, closed her eyes and listened to the sound of mountain wind and water, suddenly opened her eyes, and said, "It's done." ”

As soon as the words fell, an incomparable sword aura shot out from the waterway behind the waterfall!

It was probably because the original waterway was narrow, which squeezed this sword qi, and once it gushed out, it suddenly caused a majestic wave at the entrance of the mountain peak!

Lu Wanzhou's eyebrows were only stretched at this moment.

The sword intent and murderous aura in front of him were the most "contradictory" existence he had ever seen.

The ruthless slaughter is to the extreme, as if the people, demons, and demons in the world are all unkillable, and everything should be killed!

But at the same time, there is a sense of abundant prosperity, just like the frost of ten thousand trees, and after the withering of all things, there is vigorous vitality everywhere.

This kind of vitality and slaughter are entangled in one place, and it is indescribable to Lu Wanzhou's thoughts, and he knows even more that this must be extremely difficult to deal with.

At the end of the sword qi, a figure dressed in white crossed the water from the waterway.

At that moment, the waterfall automatically avoided his body.

Zong Lingyun finally smiled, and his mouth was grinning.

Where is this waterfall that will be avoided, but his sword qi is released, forcing these external objects back - his nephew, has always been arrogant and arrogant, and has always disdained the word "convergence".

He walked a few steps quickly, reached the water's edge, and said, "Zong Yu!"

Zong Yu's face was as usual, as if the top eighteen curved waterways in this Imperial Sword Sect were just an extremely ordinary trial, and when he arrived in front of the two of them, he arched his hand and said, "Hall Master Lu, Senior Uncle." ”

Zong Lingyun couldn't help it for a long time, and asked, "How many songs have you passed?"