Elder Huang pinched his fingerprints in his hand, tapped on the Xuanyang Sword, and with a movement of his mind, he cut off the connection between the Xuanyang Sword and himself. The Xuanyang Sword suddenly let out a buzzing sound, exuding a reluctant emotion.

Elder Huang's eyes also showed reluctance, and he said to Xuanyang Sword: "From now on, you will follow my apprentice and protect him well." ”

Xuanyang Jian rubbed the arm of the desolate elder with the hilt of his sword, and reluctantly flew to Zhang Han's side. Zhang Han stretched out his arm and swiped lightly at the blade with his palm, blood flowed out of the wound, and the Xuanyang Sword absorbed Zhang Han's blood, and the sword body instantly became blood red, flashing with red light.

After about three breaths, the Xuanyang Sword no longer flashed red, and the sword body also returned to bright silver, and a fierce sword aura rose into the sky. A feeling of blood fusion appeared in Zhang Han's heart, and he could feel Xuanyang Sword's emotions clearly.

"You will be my brother from now on. Zhang Han stroked the Xuanyang Sword, and he was very satisfied with the sword. Unlike Master's Infinite Sword, which is thick and solid, the Xuanyang Sword gives people the feeling of being solid and sharp.

Xuanyang Jian felt the emotions that Zhang Han transmitted to him, and let out a pleasant humming sound, obviously it was also very satisfied with Zhang Han, the new master.

Zhang Han put the Xuanyang Sword behind his back, and leaned in front of the desolate elder again, and there was a wicked laugh of 'hey, hey, hey'.

"Stinky boy, why are you looking at me and laughing like this, I have already given you the sword, and I don't have anything else. Elder Huang was a little hairy by Zhang Han's laughter.

Zhang Han patted his chest and said magnificently: "Your apprentice and I are a genius like no other, how can I be insatiable." I just want to shock you with a secret. ”

"What other secrets do you have kid. Elder Huang looked disapproving.

Zhang Han raised his chin and looked very proud, "I not only got the Desolate Sword Technique in the Library Pavilion, but also got the Eight Desolate Sword Techniques like you, Master. ”

"How is it possible, don't fool yourself as a teacher, it is impossible for your small body to withstand the sword qi of the Eight Barbarian Sword Techniques. As a teacher, he was also very reluctant to withstand the test of sword qi in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty, and then he recuperated for a year before recovering. Although Elder Huang was shocked for a moment, he immediately showed an expression of disbelief.

"Then Master, you are optimistic. Zhang Han pulled out the Xuanyang Sword behind him and jerkily swung the basic moves of the 'Eight Barbarian Sword Techniques'.

Seeing the familiar move in front of him, Elder Huang was really shocked this time, and his heart was full of disbelief, but no matter how much he didn't believe it, the truth was right in front of him.

Zhang Han put away his sword and stood, looked at the master's expression, smiled slightly, and ran to the master again, "What's the matter, I didn't lie to you." ”

Elder Huang grabbed Zhang Han's hand and used a trace of spiritual sense to investigate, but found nothing, and Zhang Han's body was very normal, and there was no trace of being damaged by the sword qi at all.

"How is it possible? Why is there no trace of destruction on your body by sword qi, this is simply impossible. Elder Arashi felt that his worldview had been turned upside down.

Zhang Han roughly described the situation at that time, "At that time, when I touched the Eight Desolation Sword Technique with my hand, a fierce sword qi invaded my body, and at that time I felt that I was about to die, and then I passed out. After that, I went to the spiritual space to comprehend the Eight Barbarian Sword Techniques, and everything was fine when I woke up. ”

"Since the sword qi has already invaded your body, you are unharmed. Elder Huang suddenly thought of the mysterious power that fell from the sky fifteen years ago, and carefully probed Zhang Han's body, but still found nothing.

"That's it, since you can get these Eight Barbarian Sword Techniques, this is also your chance, and I am very pleased to be a teacher. But you have to remember, don't use the Eight Desolation Sword Technique until you have to. This sword technique is too domineering, your cultivation is still too weak now, and if you use it arbitrarily, it will cause too much damage to your body. ”

"The disciple remembers the Master's teachings. ”

"Alright, you go down. In a month, you will go down the mountain to practice, and in the next month, you will practice the Desolate Sword Technique. ”

"Yes, the disciple will definitely work hard to cultivate. ”

Watching Zhang Han withdraw from the withered hall, the desolate elder sighed: "I have mastered the Eight Desolate Sword Techniques so early, and I don't know if it is good or bad for you. Born with a vision, descending to a genius, there are probably things to happen in the world, and there are not many days of comfort. I hope that this son can overcome many difficulties, kill all the demons in the world, and give the world a piece of peace. ”

A month later, on the bluestone square of Tibetan Sword Peak.

The disciples of the various peak fusion periods all gathered here, and there were about one hundred and fifty people. Zhang Han looked at the elders of the peaks standing in front of him, and said helplessly in his heart: Master really didn't come, every time there was something to gather in each peak, Master was always absent.

A middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old standing in the middle in front of him was Ling Yi, the head of the Desolate Sword Sect, and was also Ling Zhishan's father. On the left hand side of the head is Elder Situ Jin, the elder of the Discipline Peak, and on the right hand side of the head is Ouyang Yan, the elder of Wuyang Peak.

On Situ Jin's left hand side is the clumsy sword elder Sun Zhuo, and on the left hand side of Gongsun Zhuo is the Tianxia Peak Elder Spirit Mirror Heart. On Ouyang Yan's right hand is Guangyun Peak Elder Xiao Meng, and on Xiao Meng's right hand is Ruthless Peak Elder Cold Frost.

Zhang Han looked at the Xuan-level mustard seed ring on the index finger of his right hand, and thought of what the master said to him on the dry peak before leaving.

"Hand'er, this mustard seed ring was specially created for you by the master who specially asked Elder Xiaomeng of Guangyun Peak to create for you, it is a Xuan-level high-grade, and the internal storage space is so large that even the dry hall can fit it. The reason why I don't give you a higher-level mustard ring is because I am afraid that people will covet it, but the mustard seed ring is extremely difficult to create, very rare, and cannot be created by monks who are not proficient in the way of space. This time you go down the mountain to experience the main cultivation of the mind, you must always remember your own heart, do not lose yourself. ”

Ling Zhishan touched Zhang Han with her elbow, "What are you in a daze? ”

Zhang Han came back to his senses and looked ahead, only to see the head of the house talking at length about what the experience was for and what to pay attention to. Most of the people listened to it with great emotion and enthusiasm. There are also a small number of people who are drowsy when they listen.

Zhang Han was naturally the drowsy person, and just when Zhang Han was about to fall asleep, the preaching was nearing the end.

“...... This time you will not cause trouble in the mortal world, and if you find it, you will clear the door. Alright, let's all go down the mountain. ”

As soon as the head finished speaking, most of the many disciples were looking for a partner to go down the mountain together, and there were a few people with strange personalities who went down the mountain alone. And those elders' personal disciples pretended to be even more forced, and directly flew down the mountain with the ground-level sword, and the envy of those ordinary disciples who saw them walking down the mountain spontaneously.

The magic weapons above the prefecture level can fly on their own without the need for artificial urging, because the magic weapons above the prefecture level all have spirituality, and they can urge the aura between heaven and earth to soar above the nine heavens. Only monks who have reached the Yuan Infant Stage can fly with the magic weapons of the Yellow and Xuan levels.

Ling Zhishan patted Zhang Han on the shoulder, "Let's go, little Zhang Han, let's go down the mountain and fight the sword together." ”

"Senior sister, I didn't say I wanted to go down the mountain with you. Zhang Han showed an expression of confusion.

Ling Zhishan rubbed her little fist, "What did you say?"

"Senior sister, let's go down the mountain and fight the sword together. Zhang Han immediately said righteously.

"Senior Sister Zhishan, how about we form a team?" An elegant young man about twenty-five years old, wearing a stone blue round-necked robe, walked over, fanning a fan in his hand, and behaving elegantly.

When Ling Zhishan saw this person, she couldn't help frowning, and muttered, "Why did this nasty guy get entangled again, it's really a disappointment." ”