This is the place where Taiyi Sect disciples practice swordplay. In the past, at this time, there would have been endless shouts and shouts, and the swords were shining like water.
But at this time, more than thirty disciples gathered under the highest Sword Enlightenment Stone on the Sword Training Ping, staring at a rusty sword stuck on the stone.
The blade of the sword was more than half submerged into the stone body and was stained with rust, which was not surprising at first.
But just now, a piece of rust on the sword inexplicably fell off, revealing the ice-blue blade inside, and the cold air filled the air!
Only then did everyone realize that after hundreds of years of wind and rain, the rusty sword body was not damaged at all!
"It's incredible, how many years has this sword been stuck here?" A disciple asked in surprise.
"It is recorded in the sect's classics that this sword was made by the ancestor who realized the unique sword move on the day he passed away. He specially cut out the sword mark and inserted it into the stone. It must be three or four hundred years ago at least."
"How long has it taken? Then the rust must be hundreds of years old. I always thought it was just scrap metal, but I didn't expect the rust to fall off."
"I heard that spiritual weapons have spirituality. Could it be the case of 'spiritual objects conceal themselves' in the novel?"
"It's possible, it's possible! Has it sensed its new owner? Come on, come on, someone can go up and try to see if it can be pulled out."
"Stop being so embarrassed. How long have we been practicing sword practice here? If I could draw it, I would have drawn it long ago..."
Everyone was talking about it, and suddenly someone shouted: "Master is here!"
The disciples dispersed in a hurry.
A middle-aged man with a stern face approached. He was dressed in black and had a formidable aura. He was Pei Yangchun, the head of the Taiyi Sect. Behind him, he followed the eldest disciple Xia Zheng.
"With the enemy in front of us, we don't want to make progress..."
Pei Yangchun glanced at the disciples coldly and shouted: "Why don't you go back and practice your sword!"
"yes……"
Like eggplants beaten by frost, all the disciples hurriedly returned to their original positions on the Sword Training Ping to practice their swordsmanship.
Although the Taiyi Sect's secret skill "Xuanyin Sword Technique" is only at the upper level of the seventh rank, it is quite powerful when combined with the sixth rank internal skill of the sect "Jie Han Jing".
A group of disciples practiced in a good manner.
Only then did Pei Yangchun look away and looked at the Wujian Stone and the rusty sword, with the same surprise in his eyes.
"Master, this sword is..."
Xia Zheng was also curious. Since there is a hidden sword in the rusty sword, why has the master never let anyone pull it out for so many years?
"This sword is called [Snow Soul]. It is ranked in the middle level of fifth grade and is extremely spiritual."
Pei Yangchun's eyes flashed with memories, and he sighed: "...Three hundred years ago, the ancestor Li Mingyuan once wielded it to sweep across both sides of the Yellow River. It is the most suitable weapon for our "Xuanyin Sword Technique"! "Xuanyin Sword"
His unique skill [Painting Water and Carving Ice] was created based on this sword..."
"I see."
Xia Zheng suddenly realized: "No wonder I always feel that the move is weird, as if it is not powerful enough. It turns out that it is not our problem, but the sword's problem!"
"..."
Pei Yangchun glanced at him sideways and sneered: "[Xue Po] can only be the icing on the cake. It's not powerful because you don't understand enough! You dare to talk nonsense!"
"cough!"
Xia Zheng was embarrassed and quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake: "I was wrong, Master..."
"Two hours of extra practice in the evening class."
"yes……"
Xia Zheng had a bitter look on his face.
"This sword is made of Kunlun's ten thousand-year-old cold iron. It has extremely different properties. The sword contains unparalleled Yin Qi. When it comes out, the ground will be filled with frost and the wind will dance. When paired with the "Xuan Yin Sword", it is extremely powerful! It's a pity...
"
Pei Yangchun shook his head and sighed: "...It's a pity that the ancestor is a genius, but his descendants are mediocre. Even if there is a magic weapon in hand, no one can control it! If you hold it forcibly, you will be injured by the Yin Qi in the sword..."
"ah?"
Xia Zheng opened his mouth in shock.
"The Patriarch had no choice but to carve his knowledge of swordsmanship on the Sword Enlightenment Stone and seal the sword inside. He hoped that the next generation would have someone with amazing talent and beauty to reproduce the Taiyi Sect's unique skills, but..."
Pei Yangchun looked up at the sky and sighed again: "Three hundred years have passed, and the descendants have been unworthy! Not only have they not been able to comprehend the unique skills, nor can they pull out the [Snow Soul], but even the original sixth-grade spiritual swordsmanship has been incomplete due to the incomplete inheritance, making it extremely powerful.
Minus. Now, I have even fallen into the situation of being bullied by evil demons..."
Thinking of this, Pei Yangchun had mixed feelings and felt deeply ashamed of his ancestors, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.
When Xia Zheng saw his master's sadness, he felt even worse and said in a low voice: "It's my disciple who is stupid and stupid. I'm sorry for my master's cultivation..."
"No."
Pei Yangchun smiled bitterly and patted his shoulder: "It has nothing to do with you. The Taiyi Sect fell to this point all because of the incompetence of the teacher. Now that the magic weapon has shown its strength again, I hope it is a blessing rather than a disaster..."
There are too many murders and treasure hunts in the world.
The sword is a murderous weapon.
[Xue Po] has been sleeping for hundreds of years. Although it cannot be used by the Taiyi sect, it is safe from being coveted because of the seal of the sword, so everything is safe.
Now that Zhengrong has reappeared, it may be that he has finally found the one he is destined for, or it may be that he cannot bear the murderous intention and wants to nourish Feng with his blood...
If it is the latter, then it is likely to choose an extremely vicious person, which will only make things worse for the current Taiyi Sect.
"Master! Master!"
Suddenly two shouts interrupted the thoughts of the master and the disciple. When they turned around, they saw a disciple running up in a hurry: "Xuangui Cave... Something happened in Xuangui Cave!"
Pei Yangchun's face changed slightly: "What's the matter!"
The disciple panicked and said, "There are snakes! Lots of snakes! The people from Wan Snake Cave started herding snakes again, and this time they even rushed into the cave!"
"Damn it!"
Pei Yangchun cursed secretly, and immediately used Qing Kung Fu to fly down the mountain, followed closely by Xia Zheng.
Xuangui Cave is located on the mountainside of Dongfeng Mountain, just opposite to Coiling Snake Cave on Xifeng Mountain. The "Xuanwu" of Xuanwu Mountain is derived from these two turtle and snake caves.
Pei Yangchun took Xia Zheng down the mountain quickly. Before they reached the place, they heard the faint sound of a flute.
Sharp, harsh!
They had heard this voice countless times in the past two months. Pei Yangchun gritted his teeth in hatred, but there was nothing he could do.
When I arrived, I saw thousands of colorful and venomous snakes rushing up from the mountain, surrounding the entrance of the cave, and rushing into the cave one after another.
The faster the flute sounds, the fiercer the poisonous snake's attack!
More than a dozen disciples spread realgar and tung oil, but they still couldn't stop the poisonous snake from rushing forward desperately, and it was so frightened that it kept retreating.
The entrance to the cave has become a sea of fire.
The smell of medicine, burning, blood...
Pei Yangchun was furious and drew his sword in mid-air to slash him.
The frosty sword energy spread out, and the ground instantly turned to ice. Hundreds of venomous snakes were split into two, and hundreds more were frozen in place.
The offensive subsided and the flute stopped.
"Hahaha!"
In the woods, there was a wild laughter: "The Xuanyin Sword is well-deserved, but it's a pity that it can't be supported by a single tree. You lead this group of little losers to try to stop us, and you have a wishful thinking! Unless you stay awake for twelve hours.
Here, otherwise, hehehe, Xuangui Cave will be named Yang sooner or later..."
The flute sounds again.
The tide of snakes that had been coming one after another just now receded quickly, and they ordered and banned them like soldiers in a killing field, leaving only a mess.
Pei Yangchun is used to it.
This kind of attack, this kind of ridicule, Yang Wanli from Ten Thousand Snakes Cave has said it several times in the past two months since he returned from the Five Poisons Teaching.
Although exhausted mentally and physically, as the leader of a sect, he must hold on, otherwise if the helmsman falls, the Taiyi Sect will become a piece of sand.
"Is anyone injured?" Pei Yangchun turned around and asked.
All the disciples shook their heads, looking frustrated.
Pei Yangchun knew what they were thinking, but he had no intention of comforting them.
Yang Wanli's snakes are more than just ordinary things. Counting the time, that giant snake is about to come out of its hole...
Pei Yangchun was anxious: "Why haven't you come yet?"
Just when I thought of this, I suddenly caught a glimpse of lightning coming from the corner of my eye on the mountain road. It moved around three hundred or four hundred meters up the mountain in just a few breaths!
""Electric Light God Walk"?"
Pei Yangchun is well-informed and was deeply shocked when he saw such speed: "The seventh-grade secret skill can have such power, even the master of the stealing sect can't do it!"
Just as he was about to give the order to be alert, he saw the man appear, and Pei Yangchun immediately saw the looming flying fish suit under his dark cloak.
"finally reached."
Pei Yangchun was so determined that he smiled for the first time in two months and told his disciples: "Ask the chef to hold a banquet to entertain the distinguished guests from the capital!"