Ji Liao flew to the foot of the Sword Mountain, and as soon as he got closer, he heard the sound of swords one after another, like autumn cicadas, connected together, with a touch of mysterious rhythm, as if a chorus of melodious songs beckoned them to come, looking for someone who was destined to open them again after a long time.

Their monks were extremely fast, and they had already left those mortals far behind, and there were only a thousand people near Sword Mountain at this time.

"What kind of sword heart and sword courage, I still don't believe it. At this time, a monk circled the Sword Mountain, and his divine sense swept over the Sword Mountain, and he shouted when he found that there was no reaction at all.

With that, he glanced around, and then fell towards a raised boulder in Sword Mountain.

The boulder is about the size of a man, and several sword hilts are inserted into it.

The monk's eyes flickered, and he chose one at random, and grabbed it with one hand.

Then, he saw the spiritual light in his hand, and the huge force poured out, shouted, and pulled it out.

"Hum..."

A pleasant sword roar rang out, and a bright cold light flashed suddenly, and the long sword was pulled out of the boulder.

"Eh, pull it out!" The monk who had arrived at Sword Mountain first exclaimed in surprise when he saw this scene.

"How is this possible, doesn't it mean that seeking a sword in Sword Mountain requires a monk to have a sword heart and sword guts, how can he just choose one at random. ”

"Yes, it shouldn't be that Tianzhu Mountain deceived us. ”

The people in the audience saw that the person had really succeeded in pulling out the sword, and immediately became suspicious of what the other party was talking about.

Ji Liao frowned slightly, he also had the same thoughts as other monks in his heart at this time, but this didn't make sense, there were tens of thousands of people who came to worship the mountain, and there was no need for Tiansheng Mountain to tell a lie that could be exposed so easily in front of them, so it wasn't a slap in the face.

The sword was about three feet long, the sword body was ice blue, and the surface was engraved with snake-like spirit patterns, as soon as Fang pulled out the sword mountain, a strong cold air immediately overflowed, spreading to the surroundings, causing the temperature within a radius of dozens of zhang to drop to freezing.

"Isn't it just a sword, where did you come from so much, this kind of deceptive trick is also taken seriously, hahaha. When the monk saw the reaction of the people around him, he immediately burst out laughing, and his words were full of mockery.

The faces of all the monks in the hall immediately changed, and they all looked at the monk with unkind faces.

The monk raised his eyebrows, but he was not afraid, "Look at it, what am I talking about?"

"Hum..."

Just as he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand let out a piercing sword roar.

Then, I saw that the body of the long sword vibrated and shook, as if it hated being touched by this monk, and shook violently.

"What's going on!" The monk's face, who was still laughing wildly, changed, and the spiritual power in his body immediately worked, and he suddenly turned around with the strength of his whole body, and grabbed the sword in his hand.

The sword shook more and more violently, and the cold breath turned into a circle of ripples and frantically stirred.

"Hmph! you want to break free from me!" the monk shouted with a gloomy face.

A man and a sword froze in the void, and everyone watched with bated breath.

It didn't take long for the long sword in the monk's hand to become quiet, the icy blue aura dissipated, and the luster on the surface quickly dimmed.

Seeing that the long sword had stopped, a sneer once again appeared on his face, "Hehe, under absolute power, no matter how much you struggle, it will be in vain. ”

"Boom, boom!"

At this moment, I heard the sound of earth and rocks cracking, and then I saw that the boulder that had the long sword in it exploded, and the fist-sized stones rolled up violently, shooting towards the long sword in the monk's hand.

The shock came so quickly that before the monk could react, the flying stone had already reached the monk's approach, and slammed into the long sword in his hand.

When the sound faded away, I saw that the long sword in the monk's hand was already attached to the body of a thick layer of earth and stone, which was the thickness of a thigh, and completely turned into a stone stick.

"Hahaha, look at your stupidity, stupid. ”

"Yes, I just feel that he looks like a villain, if this kind of person can have a sword recognition, anyone in the sky can do it. ”

"Some people always think they are very smart, if it's all that simple, what are they doing with this test, you should be as stupid as you are. ”

"I'm really laughing at me, I don't know how people like you cultivated to this realm. ”

As the saying goes, don't show off if you have money or not, otherwise how flamboyant you are when you are beautiful, and how much ridicule you will have when you are down.

The monk laughed at the other monks as he drew his sword, and now that the sword in his hand had been self-proclaimed, everyone laughed at him in turn, and the retribution came so fast that there was no time to react.

Listening to the ridicule of the people around him, the monk's face was blue and white, if it wasn't for the fact that today was a major event to worship the mountain, he would have found a crack in the ground and got in.

He glanced at the stone stick in his hand that did not fluctuate, his face turned dark, and he threw it away.

There was a loud sound, and the stone stick immediately reversed in the void, and once again inserted back into its original position, and then the stone attached to the sword body wriggled for a while, and it strangely merged with the boulder, changing back to its original appearance.

Ji Liao smiled faintly, withdrew his gaze and looked at the sword mountain in front of him, his gaze swept over the sword inserted in the stone, looking for the induction that had just mobilized the world-destroying thunder in his body.

After the monk made a fuss, Ji Liao had already determined that the induction must have come from this Sword Mountain, but the induction was too abrupt, and Ji Liao couldn't find it for a while.

"Boom..."

And just as he had this thought in his heart, the fluctuation came out again, and the world-destroying thunder in his body was mobilized again.

Ji Liao's eyes opened suddenly, and a pair of swarthy eyes swept rapidly on the Sword Mountain.

Entering from Sword Mountain, Ji Liao sensed that the fluctuation was much stronger, but this time it was still as fleeting as Fang Cai, coming too fast, going fast, too sudden to catch at all.

"Where the hell is it?" Ji Liao whispered in his heart.

At this time, the mortals behind also caught up, and they swarmed to the foot of Sword Mountain.

There was no way to go on the Sword Mountain, so those mortals climbed up with the hilt of the sword inserted in the Sword Mountain by taking advantage of the raised rocks.

The noisy voice sounded again, Ji Liao frowned, and then his body slowly fell to the foot of Sword Mountain, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, concentrated and calm, and waited for the feeling with all his heart.

Time flies, from the sun shining to the sun setting in the west, and then from dusk to the moonrise in the sky.

The sound of insects in the dense forest was intertwined with the sound of swords in the sky.

The bright moonlight fell from the sky and sprinkled on the sword mountain, reflecting everyone's figure.

"This is my sword!" Suddenly, I heard an exclamation coming from the Sword Mountain, and immediately saw a young man about fourteen or fifteen years old, holding the hilt of a sword in one hand, pulling it out violently, and directly pulling out the long sword on the Sword Mountain.

With a sword roar, a touch of red light flashed immediately, and the rich spiritual power of fire instantly overflowed, as if a huge lantern rose up in this sword mountain.

The sword was red all over, and the lines of fire circled and shuttled around the sword body and the young man's body, emitting a series of cheerful sword sounds, as if he was happy to finally find his master.

The young man was a mortal, but he was not affected by the spiritual power of the long sword fire, his eyes were full of excitement, and he fiercely raised the long sword in his hand above the top, "Hahaha, I finally found it!"

Half a day has passed now, and no one expected that the first person to find his own sword was a mortal boy who was not very old, and for a while the young man became the focus of everyone.

A rapid sound of breaking the air sounded, coming from far and near, and fell near the young man in a flash, revealing a middle-aged man with a warm face.

This man has the cultivation of the early stage of refining gods, as soon as Fang fell, he spread his divine sense and swept over the sword in the young man's hand, and then nodded with a smile, "Xuanjie high-grade, not bad, you can enter the inner door." ”

"Hey, it's a high-grade grade. ”

"I was directly elected to the inner door, how is this possible. ”

As soon as they heard the middle-aged man's words, everyone showed a look of surprise, and turned to look at the young man holding the red sword with envy.

The appearance of this young man confirmed the words of the Tang master, the sword of Jianshan does not distinguish between mortals and monks, as long as he has the sword heart and sword courage, and the will to seek the sword is strong, then it is possible to ascend to the sky in one step.

"Look, find, I must find my own sword. ”

"Yes, he can get through the inner door, and I'm sure I can too. ”

Everyone's enthusiasm was aroused, but they were completely sleepy, and they roared and climbed towards the sword mountain.