It was getting dusk, and the sword sleeping on the mountainside still did not move towards Ye Qing, and many disciples had also obtained their own swords and left the mountainside one after another.

"Senior brother, I'll go first." Ye Qing said.

"Don't try again?" Nangong Jue stroked his beard and asked.

"I mean, I want to go to the top of the mountain." Ye Qing said.

"Huh? Mountaintop? Nangong Jue was a little surprised.

There is indeed a sword on the top of the mountain, and it is the innocent sword left by the former head of the Beishan Sword Sect when the soul of Yuan Hao, the former head of the Beishan Sword Sect, returned to the sea of stars.

It is no secret that the Innocent Sword is at the top of the Tibetan Sword Peak, but no one has dared to set foot on the top of the mountain for many years.

And today, Ye Qing is here.

"Will the Unsullied Sword regain its brilliance today? Uncle Xiao's disciple, will he be the first person in 700 years? Nangong Jue couldn't help but say secretly in his heart.

"I'm going with you." Nangong Jue said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Lao will lead the way." Ye Qing said.

Then, Ye Qing stepped on Nangong Jue's flying sword, and the two of them headed towards the peak of Tibetan Sword Peak under everyone's eyes.

When I arrived at the peak, at a glance, it was a little empty and a little lonely.

The sword stood on the top of the peak, and it was very conspicuous.

The sword is three feet long, the sword body is cast in black iron, and thin, with a faint cold light, the hilt of the sword is a golden dragon carving case, which looks extremely majestic, and the blade is extremely sharp, which can be described as a real blade like autumn frost.

"What kind of powerful peerless powerhouse should this be to be able to completely control this sword?" Ye Qing looked at the sword and sighed.

"This sword is called Innocent, and it is the sword of my master Yuanhao." Nangong Jue looked at the sword intently and said thoughtfully.

Ye Qing didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.

But from the look in his eyes at this time, it was not difficult to see that he was thinking of Master Yuanhao.

"This is Uncle Shi's sword?" Ye Qing asked with a surprised expression.

Ye Qing hadn't seen this master, he didn't know how deep his cultivation was, and he didn't know how strong his sword intent was, but this sword was enough to prove his strength.

"Master, his old man used this sword to fight the demon god for seven days and seven nights." Nangong Jue said.

Ye Qing noticed the look in his eyes, full of envy and yearning.

How could he not be envious at this moment?

The cultivators of the Canglan Continent all know that the strength of the demon god is the realm of demigods, and it can be said that the person who can become a god in one step and can fight with it, I am afraid that the entire continent is only the master of this innocent sword, the former head of the Beishan Sword Sect, Yuan Hao.

"What was the final victory?" Ye Qing's eyes trembled and asked.

"Master, the old man didn't say it, and the demon god naturally didn't say it either."

Nangong Jue looked up at the sunset and said.

"It's just that after that battle, the Demon God and his people were driven out of the Canglan Continent and sealed into the cold and dark abyss."

That battle naturally refers to the battle between the human cultivators and the demons thousands of years ago.

Although the demon was sealed in this battle, the casualties of human cultivators were also extremely heavy, and many ancient sects were wiped out, and they were no longer in the past, and this should be the reason why the Beishan Sword Sect was hidden in the extreme north.

"Senior brother, apart from the Beishan Sword Sect, are there any other sects hidden?" Ye Qing asked.

"It wasn't as simple as it seemed."

Nangong Jue said with deep eyes.

"After sealing the demon clan, Master and Uncle Xiao took a few of our senior brothers and sisters all the way into the north, so that the sect could be preserved."

"What?"

Ye Qing suddenly had an ominous premonition and said in shock.

"What happened a thousand years ago?"

"Master alone knows about this, and he didn't tell anyone about it."

Nangong Jue let out a long sigh and shook his head.

"When Master's soul returns to the Sea of Stars, no one will know about that year, and Uncle Moyang will not know about it."

Ye Qing fell into deep thought, he didn't know if he should tell Qingluan about it, and he didn't know if he should say about the weakening of the abyss seal.

"This matter has been sealed in the dust for thousands of years, and it is still a mystery to this day, and I will not mention it for now."

Nangong Jue looked at the sword, then turned to look at Ye Qing and said.

"You try to use the sword element to connect with that sword."

Ye Qing nodded, and then condensed the sword yuan into the palms of both hands.

"Try to get closer to the sword." Nangong Jue said.

With that, Ye Qing raised his hands covered with sword yuan, and slowly approached the sword step by step, and when it was nearly ten zhang away, he could no longer move forward.

Ye Qing stopped and withdrew the sword yuan.

"I'll try again." Ye Qing turned to look at Nangong Jue and said.

This was repeated dozens of times, but Ye Qing still stayed in place, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take half a step forward.

The disciples on the mountainside gradually thinned out, until finally the mountainside was empty.

The disciples of Tibetan Sword Peak were also practicing in the courtyard far away from Jian Feng, and only Ye Qing and Nangong Jue were left on the top of the mountain, which made people feel a little lonely.

"Senior brother, it's getting late today, it's better to ......"

"Senior brother, I want to try again." Ye Qing said, closing his eyes and feeling the sword yuan running around his body.

Nangong Jue smiled awkwardly, but stopped talking.

Ye Qing was not the first person to set foot on the peak, as early as three hundred years ago, a disciple with excellent talent set foot here and tried to make contact with this sword, but he did not have Ye Qing's perseverance, and he only lasted for a moment before leaving, and therefore left the Beishan Sword Sect.

Time passed minute by minute, and just as Nangong Jue shook his head and was about to leave, the True Yuan and Sword Yuan on Ye Qing's body suddenly became extremely powerful.

Nangong Jue stopped and stopped in place.

What was even more surprising was that he found that the sword had just moved.

Nangong Jue thought to herself, is it an illusion?

At this time, several sword marks were drawn in the void, and the first to arrive here was the head Pei Min, followed by the peak masters of Luyu Peak and Liuli Peak, and finally the peak master of Qianyuan Peak, who rarely appeared, also came.

"Senior brother in charge, what's going on?"

The one who asked was Liu Cheng, the peak master of Qianyuan Peak, who was a little dark in appearance but very short in stature.

"Master's sword, I'm going to wake up."

Pei Min said with a smile on his face.

"Master's sword has been asleep for seven hundred years, and it's time to wake up."

"This disciple of Uncle Xiao is very good." At this time, Su Qingzhi, the peak master of Liuli Peak, also spoke.

"Senior sister, how is this little junior brother?" Nangong Jue looked at Su Qingzhi and asked.

"Uncle Xiao's vision is really good." Su Qingzhi said with a smile.

While everyone was talking and laughing, Ye Qing suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Wake up!" ”

Instantly, countless sword lights came out from the Innocent Sword, flickering on the peak of the Tibetan Sword Peak, and the cold light on the sword body became even sharper.

The disciples who were far away from the other peaks and the outer disciples under the peak saw the light of the Tibetan Sword Peak through the window in the room, and they all ran out of the door one after another, looking in the direction of the Tibetan Sword Peak.

In an instant, the Beishan Sword Sect fell into a tumult.

The sword light rushed straight into the sea of stars, rendering the night sky of the Beishan Sword Sect extremely bright, and everyone was not sleepy.

The Innocent Sword, which had been sleeping for seven hundred years, woke up like this.