When the monk woke up, he saw the lame man looking at him with a smile, as if he had seen the girl he liked.

The monk shuddered: "Cripple Li, although the poor monk was born white, it's not good for you!"

......

When the monk saw that the lame man picked up the razor and was about to slam it on Xu Changan's head, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, but he didn't expect this cripple to be serious.

Especially when he learned that Xu Changan was going to inherit the mantle of Jianshan, the corners of his mouth twitched even more.

"Calculated by this lame man!"

"Monk, monks don't speak, what they say counts!" Li lame snatched the wine bottle from the monk's hand, and his voice was full of expression.

"If the monk doesn't speak, so why should I accept him. Hearing this, the lame man smiled with satisfaction and handed over the wine that the monk was greedy for.

"First go to my Lingyin Temple to be a sweeping monk, wipe away the dust for the Buddha, and clear your eyes and heart. ”

When the lame man heard this, he reached out to grab the wine bottle from the monk's hand, and the monk turned to one side and dodged.

"You fake bald donkey, you lied to me about wine again!"

In the end, the monk still didn't teach Xu Changan anything, but he left Xu Changan with the words "fate to take it from himself".

Naturally, it attracted a burst of curses from the lame man.

Three days ago, Wang Zihan also successfully passed the test and was able to participate in today's internal assessment.

And the old disciples also went through a competition and selected ten people.

Bypassing the Diving Palace, going to the forest in the back mountain, a group of more than ten people, if there is no night thousand trees to lead the way, you have to get lost in this forest.

I don't know how long I walked, and finally I saw a pool from a distance, deep and green, even the night thousand trees don't know how deep this pool is, and I don't know where this green pool water comes from and where it goes, only that every time the sword brought out from here needs to be washed through this pool.

"This is the sword washing pool in Shushan. Xu Changan said secretly.

He learned from the book that there is a magical place in Shushan, it is a small cave, the cave is full of countless swords, every year Shushan will bring disciples to this place, only through the assessment of this place, can become a disciple of Shushan.

This place is called Sword Shrine.

There is a pond under the sword mound, which is called the sword washing pond.

Xu Changan had just arrived at the sword washing pool, and he saw four people standing on the big stone by the pool.

A lame man, a shriveled old man, a monk and a black girl.

Yachiki bowed to a few people.

"Today's inner disciple assessment mainly depends on whether you have a sword edge. Those who can stay in this sword mound for more than 30 breaths will pass the assessment. Those who can bring out a sword from it can directly become a purple-clothed disciple. ”

Night Thousand Trees said loudly.

Everyone's hearts sank, and their hearts suddenly became hot.

What is a purple-clothed disciple? That is, at least they will become the personal disciples of the major elders, and among the disciples, they are high.

"Enter in order, one at a time. ”

After Ye Qianshu finished speaking, he stood aside.

None of the disciples dared to move, no one dared to try, and no one knew what was inside.

After about half an hour, a disciple finally stood up.

He stood up with an ordinary long sword, and the old disciples knew that this disciple was among the top five among them.

Crossing the sword washing pool, the disciple dropped the long sword in his hand and ran straight towards the sword mound, and before he could breathe into the sword mound, the disciple was pushed out by a huge wave of qi and fell heavily to the ground.

Suddenly, Yaqi was silent, and no one was willing to try again.

Ye Qianshu looked at all the disciples, they all lowered their heads, and he sighed softly.

Qin Ziguan wanted to stand up, and a voice exploded above his head.

"Senior nephew, how about letting my niece try it?"

Ye Qianshu looked up and saw the black girl in a long green dress standing beside Chen Guizhi.

Ye Qianshu's face was embarrassed: "If you go back to your predecessors, only the disciples of this sect can enter this Shushan Sword Shrine, and this junior sister is not very good when she enters." ”

Chen Guizhi turned his head to the cripple.

The cripple said lightly: "This niece of Tie Caiyi is my disciple of Shushan. ”

"I don't know which peak it belongs to?"

The lame man glanced at the night thousand trees, and seemed a little dissatisfied.

"If the women of Qingchi Peak don't want her, then she belongs to my line. ”

Ye Qianshu's face was even more embarrassed, and the lame man snorted coldly: "Isn't the old man qualified for this?"

Night Thousand Tree hurriedly lowered her head.

Under the gaze of many eyes, the black girl walked to the black hole.

"One breath. ”

"Two breaths. ”

......

Many disciples silently remembered in their hearts, they wanted to see how long this unattractive girl could last.

There was a movement in the cave, and a figure flew out.

Chen Guizhi saw Tie Caiyi fly out upside down, jumped up, and caught her.

However, seeing her empty-handed, I still have some regrets in my heart.

"Forty-three breaths. ”

Night Thousand Trees said lightly.

Suddenly, a green light lit up at the entrance of the sword mound, carrying a gust of wind, and rushed straight towards Tie Caiyi.

Chen Guiyi jumped up, trying to block the green light. Unexpectedly, this green light was not afraid at all, and stabbed straight at Chen Guizhi.

Chen Guizhi snorted coldly, and his palms were forced. turned the green light around, but the green light stabbed straight at Tie Caiyi without the slightest pause.

He just wanted to stop it, his shoulders sank, and when he turned his head to look, the monk smiled and held himself down.

A green long sword stood quietly on Tie Caiyi's body, the whole body was turquoise, and the sword body was extremely thin, like a willow leaf.

At first glance, it is a women's long sword.

Tie Caiyi stretched out her hand, grasped the hilt of the sword, and closed her eyes, feeling the warmth in her palm.

"Temporal Waterfall. Tie Caiyi opened her eyes and said lightly.

"Congratulations to my sister for winning the divine soldier. Night Thousand Tree was the first to say.

The disciples were stunned at this time, and their eyes were full of envy.

Chen Guizhi and the cripple also nodded with satisfaction.

Under the reminder of the lame, Tie Caiyi threw the Tianpu into the sword washing pool.

After a while, with a clear sound, the sword body of the waterfall became even clearer, and flew back to the side of the carbon girl.

In the envy of all her disciples, she put away her long sword.

"Next, anyone?"

Ye Qianshu obviously saw that many disciples were moved, after all, after passing through that black girl, all the disciples were ready to move.

A disciple stepped forward again.

ran in, and there was an additional figure next to the sword-washing pool, lying on the ground.

There was a sudden silence.

Qin Ziguan sighed and stood up.

Step by step, he walked into the black hole, and when he entered the hole, he could feel the tremendous pressure. According to the record of an ancient book, if you resist, the pressure will be greater, Qin Ziguan simply closed his eyes and went deeper into the cave step by step.

When he opened his eyes, he was standing in a huge cave.

The cave was surrounded by long swords, densely packed with different colored lights, illuminating the entire cave, and in the center of the cave, a blood-red giant sword was stuck in the ground, and at its feet lay a mountain of broken swords.

Four huge chains fixed the blood-red giant sword in the center, and above the giant sword, there were thick purple mist.

Qin Ziguan himself was a person with a heavy sense of curiosity, and he approached the blood-red giant sword step by step.

Qin Ziguan's every step at this time weighed like a thousand catties, as if he was in a sea of blood in the Dao Mountain, and the air was mixed with the smell of blood.

Qin Ziguan's chest was sullen, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The blood in his whole body seemed to be surging uncontrollably towards the blood-red giant sword.

At this time, that layer of purple mist came towards Qin Ziguan. Under the blessing of the purple mist, he exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Suddenly, the blood-red giant sword kept trembling, and the long sword stuck in the wall kept trembling.

The purple mist pushed Qin Ziguan, and Qin Ziguan retreated.

When Qin Ziguan flew out upside down, Ye Qianli set up a horse to catch him.

He stared intently.

The clouds of the Nine Heavens hung low, and the thunderclouds rolled, churning incessantly, like the waves of an angry sea.

The heavens and the earth suddenly darkened, and a blood-red sword shadow rose up above the sword mound, and a purple mist tried to control the blood-red breath, but it was obvious that there was a weak heart.

The long sword on Xu Chang'an's back kept trembling, hitting the top of the sword mound.

The lame man's face was full of solemnity, and he looked at Chen Guizhi, and then at the monk.

The two of them didn't say much, and they both rose to the sky.

Suddenly, two rays of light, one green and one white, fell from the sky, cutting through the dark clouds.

A voice exploded in everyone's ears like Hong Zhong Da Lu: "Qinglian Sect Ning Zhiyuan came to help the seniors suppress the magic sword!"

The two rays of light pressed straight towards the sword mound, and the original purple glow was blessed, sweeping away the previous haze and forcing the blood-red sword shadow back.

Heaven and earth are clear again.

The lame man looked at the two long swords and the tall young man in a daze.

His lips twitched, and the corners of his eyes were moist.

Those two amazing swords are finally back.

The young man landed, and at the same time, the fiery red sword also returned to Xu Changan's side.

"What about your uncle...... What is it?" the cripple finally asked.

"Uncle is very good, and often says that he wants to help you find medicine to relieve your chronic illness. The cripple was like an ordinary old man at this time, his hands hanging in the air, not knowing where to put them.

Ning Zhiyuan bowed to the lame man and glanced at Qin Ziguan, and at this moment, there seemed to be a trace of mist on his body.

"It is rumored that Zixiao, who suppressed the Blood Demon Sword, seems to have met his master, if Zixiao is born, the Blood Demon will also be born, and I hope that the uncles will bother more. ”

The cripple didn't seem to hear what he said at all, and his eyes stared at the young man, full of shame.

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