Chen Feng nodded and said with a smile:

"You haven't seen you for a while ago, Brother Ye won the grand occasion of the new king by his own strength. At that time, all the sects were shocked. The major guilds took turns to recruit him, but he didn't go."

Ye Zi said lightly:

"I'm just afraid of delaying my cultivation. Isn't it just a place to promote my cultivation? I feel that the guild has helped me very little, so I didn't go there."

When Song Dongqing heard this, he laughed:

"Junior Brother Ye and I have the same idea. Yes, the guild is just a constraint on us."

Chen Feng and the others could only smile when they didn't understand the world of genius.

After a while of greeting each other, Chen Feng said;

"There is still a chance to get to know each other in the future. Let's talk about it in a few days. It's important to find your own flying sword at the sword tomb."

Everyone nodded and then began to climb Jianshan.

After a while, Chen Feng reminded:

"We have only passed the first half of Jianshan now, and there will be much more difficulties in the future. Please be vigilant."

"Yes!" Wang Shaojie and the others replied one after another.

Ye Zizhen felt the surrounding environment carefully and became solemn, and the pressure from the sword intent around her became stronger and stronger.

If you don’t improve your understanding of sword intent, you may not be able to reach the top of the mountain.

There was a faint feeling in his heart that the flying sword he wanted might be at the highest place, but if he didn't reach the top of the mountain, the flying sword he wanted would be out of his way.

Chen Feng and the others' physical strength gradually became less strong. Their sword intent was the same. The sword intent was small, and none of them reached the level of great success.

Especially Wu Liang has almost reached the point where he is unable to move forward.

After a long time, Wu Liang said with some frustration:

"Don't wait for me. I know my strength, and the highest level is the only way to go here."

Chen Feng and the others nodded. Although Wu Liang's talent is good, his strength is still too low. It is already very good to be able to climb here.

After all, this is also considered the middle section of Jianshan, and the flying swords here have reached the god level.

Chen Feng and the others increased their speed of progress, and they gradually separated. The sword mountain was huge, and everyone sensed that the position of their flying sword was different, so separation was inevitable.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly came to the top of Jianshan.

Chen Feng looked at the above enviously and said:

"This is someone who has obtained the inheritance of the God-level flying sword there! Awesome! I don't know which senior brother it is."

Wang Shaojie also said enviously:

"It turns out to be a god-level. Judging from the light that is at least a top-grade god-level flying sword, it seems that there are no fewer people who come in this time with deep blessings."

Ye Zizhen glanced at the light lightly and said:

"Is this the God-level flying sword? It really looks good."

After hearing this, Chen Feng and the others looked at Ye Zizhen with a blank look on their faces.

"God-level top-grade? Do you call this a good thing? Could it be that you can still get an immortal sword? There are not many people who have obtained a god-level top-grade flying sword in the past thousand years!"

Ye Zizhen knew that she had said the wrong thing, so she coughed dryly and said:

"I'm talking about this flying sword that is also at the top level among the top-level god-level weapons."

Next to him, Song Dongqing gave him a blank look and said:

"Have you seen a few top-level weapons of the god-level? Among the Wanjian Sect, only the Tian-level Elder is qualified to hold such a weapon. It can be said that the guy who just obtained his god-level flying sword has the qualifications to grow into a Tian-level Elder of the Wanjian Sect."

Ye Zi was a little shocked. In this way, it was rare to find a top-level flying sword at the god-level.

It’s right to think about it. With his current strength, it’s a bit difficult to create a top-grade spiritual sword, let alone the top-grade god-level one.

It is estimated that at least you must reach the Rongtian realm.

There are too few people who have reached the level of Rongtian Realm and are still weapon forgeators, and there are very few who can create god-level flying swords. Therefore, for monks, god-level flying swords are already the most advanced flying swords they can access.

A hint of desire appeared in his eyes. It would be nice to get a god-level flying sword in this sword tomb.

Chen Feng laughed for a while, and did not laugh at Ye Zizhen. After all, he has not been in Wanjian Sect for a long time, so it is normal not to know some things.

After laughing, Wang Shaojie and the others gradually left the team. In the end, the only people who continued to climb up were Chen Feng, Ye Zizhen and Song Dongqing.

Their strength and talent are top-notch.

After entering the middle section of Jianshan, the flying swords around them tested them a lot more times.

Every time, Ye Zizhen and the others can pass the test quickly.

In the outside world, in the main hall of Wanjian Sect, the mysterious calligraphy and paintings were already replaced by Jianshan.

And those who watch calligraphy and paintings talk about something from time to time.

"The cultivators who participated in Jianshan this time have good talent and strength. Someone obtained the top-grade flying sword at the god-level just halfway through the Sword Tomb."

"That person is called Su Mo. He has no shortage of strength, talent, and character. He is indeed a genius."

"And Du Tian, ​​I see that he has been wandering in Jianshan for the past few days, as if he is choosing his own flying sword. I think he may also obtain a god-level flying sword."

"Bai Feng is not bad either. I think she is not obsessed with the magic sword around her, but is devoted to reaching the top. This Bai Feng has a lot of ambitions."

"How can he be not young? He is your disciple of Zhuo Tian! By the way, where is your other disciple Liu Ye! It is said that he is also a genius."

Zhuo Tian smiled and said:

"My stupid disciple insisted on waiting until the Ninth level of Jedi to go to the sword tomb, saying that he should use his strongest state to compete for the flying sword."

"Then Liu Ye may be disappointed. He took out one flying sword in the sword tomb and lost one. He didn't see that the sword tomb was opened this time, and even Su Mo couldn't sit still."

Zhuo Tian sighed:

"I said I told Liu Ye that he didn't listen to what I could do. After thinking about it, let him go. What if he gave me a surprise."

The other Tian-level elders were only envious. There were many outstanding disciples under Zhuo Tian’s sect, and each one was unexpected.

Of course, it was because he was willing to work hard and was willing to cultivate his apprentice.

Among the elders of the Heavenly Level, they rarely have time to care about their disciples, and they are almost all in a free-range state. As the saying goes, it depends on personal guidance for the master to lead the door to practice.

Many inner disciples were disgusted with this. Humph, if you don’t teach me how to practice, many times, the advice of the elders of the Heavenly Level can make them suddenly enlightened.

But these heavenly elders are obsessed with practicing and have seen them less than a few times a year.

Zhuo Tian is different. He specializes in formations. The formation is mysterious and mysterious. It is not enough to rely solely on insight. He also needs to experience and study it.

Although Zhuo Tian didn't have much free time, he would ask him questions about his cultivation whenever his disciples got the chance, so his disciples practiced very quickly.

Of course, the main reason is that his disciples have good understanding. Which genius who learns the formation has poor understanding?

Just as the elders of the Heavenly Level were discussing with each other, Nangong Yan stared at the calligraphy and painting without blinking.

Soon, his eyes stopped on Ye Zizhen.

That's right, what he has always been worried about is Ye Zizhen. He is very curious, how far can such a genius and the Jindan stage monk go on the sword mountain?

Maybe Ye Zi really could reach the top?

Although this possibility is very small, he felt this way in his heart. Ye Zi really might be able to do it.

There are not many geniuses who can reach the top of the mountain, and they can count them with one hand within a thousand years.

Most of the geniuses who climbed to the top of the mountain found the flying sword that satisfies him.

In fact, there was a faint intuition in his heart. Maybe Ye Zi could really touch the taboo of Jianshan - the Immortal Sword! Maybe!

As a leader of a generation, his understanding of Jianshan is far beyond ordinary people. The world is about to be in chaos at the moment, but no genius who can obtain the Xuanyuan Divine Sword has ever appeared.

Even the other twelve immortal swords were not unwilling to be pulled out, and he felt very painful in his heart.

He was somewhat suspicious of the prophecy passed by a thousand years ago.

Zhuo Tian glanced at Ye Zizhen in calligraphy and painting, and immediately stopped talking and looked at Ye Zizhen.

His tone was a bit unkind:

"What's going on with this kid? How did you reach the middle section of Jianshan!"

In his expectation, Ye Zizhen would at least climb the second half of Jianshan, and there were still ten days left. How could this create a miracle?
Chapter completed!