"Elder Xuanji, Senior Brother Bai is a newcomer and doesn't understand the rules, I, as a senior brother, am also responsible, I am willing to accept the punishment on his behalf, I hope the elder will allow it!"

"No!" Elder Xuanji refused very directly.

Mo Xuan was about to say more, but he saw Bai Ze suddenly kneeling on one knee and said firmly: "The disciple is willing to accept the punishment of the elders!"

Making this decision, Bai Ze did not hesitate at all, if he could only be an ordinary person in this life, how could he get revenge for the deep revenge he carried, and how could his childhood dream be realized!

Even if there is only a slight opportunity, no matter how much he pays for it, Bai Ze has no hesitation!

Seeing that Bai Ze was so resolute, Mo Xuan knew that it was useless to say anything, but Elder Xuanji's eyes showed a hint of imperceptible appreciation: "Okay, the face wall will start immediately, if you can stand out among the many outer disciples after a month, you will naturally become the inner disciple of my Heavenly Dao Sect." ”

After Xuanji Zhenren finished speaking, colorful clouds suddenly appeared under his feet, supporting his body and floating away.

Once the punishment is confirmed, it cannot be changed, Mo Xuan sighed, opened the door of the sword shrine, patted Bai Ze on the shoulder, and stopped talking.

"Senior brother, don't worry, a month will pass soon, I'll be fine, but it's hard to be punished with my senior brother!" Bai Ze said apologetically.

"What are these words, don't mention it again!" Mo Xuan waved his hand and said in a serious tone: "Every time I say water, someone has sent it, junior brother doesn't have to worry, the fairy sword has a spirit, and those who are destined to get it, maybe this is the opportunity of the junior brother, maybe after a month, I will wait for your good news!"

Bai Ze smiled, shook hands with Mo Xuan, and then calmly stepped into the sword mound, while Mo Xuan closed the mound door from the outside.

The huge sinkhole first fell into darkness, and then, gradually, many faint fluorescent rays loomed in the air, and through this faint light, Bai Ze vaguely saw that the huge stone pillar in the center of the sinkhole was densely filled with all kinds of swords from top to bottom.

Now that no one is disturbing around, Bai Ze sat down with peace of mind and began to silently digest the energy in the meridians, and after a while, when he gathered all the aura in the meridians into the dantian, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his cultivation had improved slightly.

When Yang Wushuang handed the flying sword to him just now, the mysterious bead in Bai Ze's dantian suddenly trembled, bursting out with a strong suction, and then Bai Ze felt a steady stream of spiritual energy pouring in his hand, and the sword became lighter and lighter, gradually losing its luster and spiritual surname, and even cracked in the end.

In front of outsiders, Bai Ze put all the blame on Yang Wushuang, but in fact, his mood at the moment could be said to have turned upside down.

"Can I absorb the aura of metal?" Bai Ze was a little skeptical, and then turned his gaze to the dense swords inserted in the stone pillar.

"Why don't you give it a try!" Bai Ze thought to himself, slowly walked towards the stone pillar, and stretched out his hand to the golden short sword that looked extremely gorgeous closest to him.

This golden short sword is at the bottom of the stone pillar, and it looks good, but as soon as Bai Ze's fingertips touch the hilt, the golden sword suddenly cracks and turns into fragments.

Bai Ze shook his head, and then turned his gaze to the crimson serpentine sword next to him, this sword was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, faintly revealing a murderous aura, presumably its former owner was also a decisive master!

This time he held the hilt of the sword very smoothly, and Bai Ze subconsciously wanted to pull out the sword.

After seeing the previous senior brothers picking swords in the sword mound, Bai Ze knew that it was not easy to get the approval of the flying sword, not to mention that his cultivation was still low, so he didn't have much hope originally.

Unexpectedly, with a little effort, the sword seemed to be inserted into the wood without any force, and it was held by him so lightly!

Bai Ze himself was stunned!

Holding the snake-shaped short sword tightly in his hand and suppressing the excitement in his heart, Bai Ze closed his eyes, ready to taste the feeling of the endless flow of spiritual energy pouring into his body again.

It's a pity that after a pillar of incense, there is still no reaction, and the mysterious bead in the dantian seems to be asleep.

"What's going on?" Bai Ze shook his head, inserted the sword back into the stone pillar, and reached out to the one next to him.

It was still very easy to pull it out, and there was still no reaction, Bai Ze inserted it back again, pumped it again, inserted it again, pumped [***] inserted, pumped [***] inserted......

Unconsciously, the flying sword on the first layer was tried by Bai Ze, and there was no expected reaction, Bai Ze was a little frustrated, but after thinking about it, there was nothing to do left and right, so it was better to go to the second layer to see and see.

Stepping into the second layer, Bai Ze felt a little pressure that was not in the first layer, and the flying swords inserted in the surrounding stone walls felt the breath of the living, and they seemed to come to life at this moment, as if many pairs of eyes were staring at him together.

In the oncoming stone wall was a broadsword, as wide as a door, and the hilt was so thick that it took both hands to hold it, and it occupied a large area alone.

Presumably, the previous owner of this sword was a strong man who pulled out the mountain, otherwise it would be difficult to wield such a giant sword.

Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, Bai Ze held the hilt of the sword with both hands and suddenly exerted force.

It was still easy to draw the sword, but the weight of this giant sword was really amazing, Bai Ze was not prepared, and his wrist was weak, and the sword fell to the ground with a "clang", smashing the hard ground into a small pit.

It was really hard to hold such a heavy thing, so Bai Ze simply sat on the ground and pressed his hands on the blade of the sword, which was as wide as a door panel, to gather his mind.

After a while, the mysterious bead in the dantian jumped a little, then again, and seemed to gradually wake up from sleep.

A trace of golden elf qi came from the blade of the sword, followed Bai Ze's palm into his body, turned in the meridians of his body for a few days, and then slowly sank into the dantian.

This kind of mysterious feeling didn't end until after a pillar of incense, and Bai Ze only felt radiant, as if he had eaten a big tonic pill.

Seeing that there was no trace of aura coming from the giant sword, Bai Ze decided to insert the sword back and try again with a different one.

Because he had experienced the weight of this giant sword, this time Bai Ze had enough strength, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and exhaled and shouted-"Hey...... Yes...... Lean ......"

Under this force, he was shocked to realize that the originally heavy giant sword was almost as light as paper paste, Bai Ze was suddenly difficult to adapt, and the strength was too big, and the sword and the stone pillar collided together, and it was actually broken into two.

"This ......" A drop of cold sweat slipped down Bai Ze's forehead, fortunately, there was no one in the sword mound at the moment, Bai Ze hurriedly reinserted the two severed swords back into the original gap in the stone wall, fortunately, there was no problem from the appearance, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

After concentrating, Bai Ze combined several strange things that happened to him these days and recalled them, and finally determined that the mysterious bead in the dantian could help him absorb the aura of metal, but this "guest" tasted a little picky, and ordinary goods could not satisfy it.

"It seems that this is the fate that the old Taoist priest said!" Bai Ze looked at the thousands of flying swords densely packed on the stone pillar, and he was so happy that he almost had the urge to cry: "It's developed now!"