In the valley of Gujian Mountain, in a dense forest, there was originally a vast silence. However, unexpectedly, the dense forest that had been silent for more than forty years suddenly broke the silence in one day, just like the calm lake surface suddenly filled with shock.
generally.
I saw sword rainbows streaking across the blue sky with an astonishing momentum. Suddenly, these fairy swords stopped. It turned out that they had arrived in front of a simple tower.
The tower towers into the clouds. Even in the dense forest, it stands out from the crowd, as if it is incompatible with the world and grows out of nowhere. The tower is octagonal, and every direction is the same equidistant, even after thousands of years.
Despite the wind and rain, it still stands. This tower is much larger than ordinary towers, with exquisite paintings carved all over the body. If you look carefully, you can't tell what they are. It looks like a fairy has disappeared, and it looks like many swords are floating.
, nevertheless, it still gives people a lifelike illusion.
In the mist, the top of the tower can be vaguely seen. From top to bottom, the eight corners are composed of eight small dragons, and a small golden bell hangs from the tip of the corner. The top of the tower is vaguely visible with golden glazed glass, and the body of the tower is made of yellow.
Made of pure bricks and white marble, it looks so simple and gives people a feeling of power unconsciously.
The top of the tower stands in the heavy clouds and mist, sometimes appearing and disappearing, just out of reach, full of solemn and majestic momentum. The shape of the tower is like spring bamboo shoots, thin and tall, the top of the tower is like a cover, the tower is like a vase, the color is gorgeous, and it is unique.
For thousands of years, it has been like a pillar in the sky, reaching straight into the sky. Wisps of mist are entangled at the foot of the tower and dispersed in the dense forest.
When everyone looked at it from a distance in the air, they didn't realize how high the tower was. When they got closer, they realized that it was so shocking that it was simply beyond the power of manpower to build it!
The first person in front was Yang Xianyang, the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect. He waved his fly whisk and said loudly: "This is the Wanjian Tower!"
Although everyone was mentally prepared, they were still intimidated by the momentum of Wanjian Tower and were so oppressed that they couldn't help but become nervous.
Yang Xianyang looked at the nearly a thousand disciples in front of him with satisfaction. These disciples are the future of the Ancient Sword Sect! He stroked his long beard that reached his chest and said: "Now, what Pindao said is related to your health."
Die, be sure to pay attention!"
After saying this, there were still some small conversations, and they suddenly became silent, waiting for Yang Xianyang's next words.
"The Tower of Ten Thousand Swords is a valuable treasure left behind by the Patriarch before he ascended. It can be said that the Tower of Ten Thousand Swords is a weapon or a magic weapon."
As soon as Yang Xianyang finished speaking, someone shouted in shock: "What?! This is a weapon? This...is this impossible?"
Yang Xianyang signaled to calm down, and then said: "In ancient times, the great immortals used mountains as hammers and rivers as silk, and they were all weapons! Although this Ten Thousand Sword Tower is not as good as the great immortals, it can be proud of the world of immortal cultivation! However, except for the founder, our ancient sword sect has
No one can command this weapon..." There was a sense of reluctance in the decline of talents in Yang Xianyang's words, but he also seemed confident.
"However, this does not prevent Wanjian Tower from becoming the foundation of my Ancient Sword Sect!"
Hearing this, some people couldn't help but say: "What foundation?"
Yang Xian raised his head with a solemn face, looked at the man, and said in a deep voice: "This foundation is what you want to experience!"
At this time, everyone couldn't help but swallowed and waited for the next step. "Inside the Wanjian Tower, because the sword energy is everywhere, ordinary people cannot gain a foothold in it."
"What sword energy?" asked a younger disciple.
"In the Tower of Ten Thousand Swords, sword qi will be generated regularly, and it has a lot of wisdom. My ancient sword sect has not opened the Tower of Ten Thousand Swords for more than 40 years. I am afraid that the sword qi inside will be more and stronger.
, maybe it has been demonized.”
"What, so scary?" Many people began to murmur, and couldn't help but have the idea of retreating.
"However, if you can subdue the sword energy, the sword energy will be integrated into your fairy sword and help your cultivation level rise to another level."
After listening to the second half of the sentence, the fighting spirit ignited in the hearts of all the disciples. After all, the sword energy is channeled and integrated into the fairy sword. Doesn't it mean that the fairy sword has spirit? For sword cultivators, nothing is more tempting than this.
Seeing that all the disciples were motivated to fight, Yang Xianyang didn't say anything more. He just said: "I would like to advise you all to act according to your ability. If there is any danger, take out the teleportation talisman and say 'disease'."
You can escape from the tower, do you understand?"
"Got it!" Everyone said in unison.
"This trial lasts for ten days at most. There are a hundred floors in the Ten Thousand Sword Tower. Rankings are calculated based on the number of floors reached. Okay, Pindao will start issuing teleportation talismans and come forward to receive them one by one." Yang Xianyang was not in a hurry.
said.
Among the people, Linghu Heng and Wu Zhenzheng were lined up side by side. Because they arrived late, they were at the back. Looking at the many people in front of them, Linghu Heng looked around, trying to find the beautiful figure in his heart, but he couldn't find it.
Arrive. He was slightly disappointed, muttering in his heart: "Sword energy, where does that come from? Didn't the old Taoist priest say that there are immortal swords in Wanjian Tower?"
Wu Zhen pushed Linghu Heng and said, "Junior brother, it's time for us to go up and get the teleportation talisman."
Linghu Heng took the teleportation talisman from Yang Xianyang's hand with suspicious eyes. Unintentionally, Linghu Heng caught a glimpse of Yang Xianyang's unpredictable eyes, which seemed to be hiding a smile, but he didn't know what he was so proud of?
Linghu Heng didn't think much about it. After getting the teleportation talisman, he walked towards Wanjian Pagoda, and Wu Zhen followed him. What Linghu Heng didn't know was that there was a gloomy look behind him.
Looking at him, he was like a poisonous snake lying in wait, looking at its prey.
I saw that the gate in front of the Wanjian Pagoda was closed tightly, and a row of disciples wearing gray and white Ancient Sword Sect costumes were guarding in front of the tower. Speaking of the Ancient Sword Sect's costumes, they are also very particular. Generally, disciples wear blue and white uniforms.
, Linghu Heng and Wu Zhen are wearing this kind of clothing; disciples who have been in the sect for a little longer will wear gray and white clothing, just like the disciples in front of the tower; and going up, there are some deacons' clothing, then
It is gray and black; the elder's clothes are all black, leaving only some Tai Chi patterns in white; the leader's clothes are amazing, black with gold, and the gorgeous Taoist uniform with borders is also the leader's.
Men, you can't wear too shabby clothes, right?
Linghu Heng glanced at the disciples guarding the tower and found that their cultivation level was not very high. They were only around the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Maybe it was because they had practiced for many years that they reached this level of cultivation. It didn't matter.
The potential was transferred here.
As soon as this thought crossed my mind, the door of Wanjian Pagoda slowly opened. Looking in from the outside, it was all pitch black, which made people's hair stand on end. From time to time, there was a gust of cold wind inside, and some weak disciples actually
Sneezed.
At this time, some disciples who had been stunned rushed in and rushed in, as if they were first come, first served. Wu Zhen was also eager to rush in, but was grabbed by Linghu Heng: "Big guy, you
No hurries?"
Wu Zhen was stunned and said: "Didn't the trial begin? What else can we do if we don't go in?"
Linghu Heng said in a low voice: "Wait for a while, let's go in after those people figure out the situation."
Wu Zhen said doubtfully: "This...isn't this not good?"
Linghu Heng said: "What's wrong? Didn't you see those people?"
Wu Zhen looked to the side and saw many people watching like them. Suddenly, he said loudly: "Miss Yang, Miss Yue'er, you... why are you here too?"
Hearing the words "Miss Yang", Linghu Heng perked up and immediately looked in the direction Wu Zhen was looking at. Sure enough, it was Yang Zhishuang, Miss Yang and Yue'er.
Yang Zhishuang looked back, smiled softly, and said, "Are you here too?" After that, she took Yue'er's hand and walked over.
Yue'er looked at Linghu Heng and said, "Hey, you bad guy, why do you look like this?"
What was Linghu Heng's expression? Of course he looked like a pig brother. His eyes were dull and he was almost drooling. Yang Zhishuang's face became hot when he saw it, and he said angrily in his heart: "This man is really like what Yue'er said, he is so bad.
Got it!"
Fortunately, Linghu Heng came to his senses immediately and said awkwardly: "Why are you... why are you here too?"
Yue'er said: "If you can come, of course we can come too, right?"
Wu Zhen chuckled and said, "That's good, let's go in together."
Linghu Heng also said: "Yes, together... we can take care of each other..." He was hesitant in speaking. I'm afraid what he was thinking was Sima Zhao's intention, and everyone on the road knew it.
Originally, Linghu Heng thought that Yang Zhishuang would refuse, but unexpectedly he heard a soft "hmm" in his ears, as if hearing a fairy voice, and he was shocked.
Yue'er pushed Linghu Heng and said, "What are you doing standing there stupidly? We should go in!"
Linghu Heng said: "Well, it's time to go in, we can't fall too far behind." After that, he took the lead and rushed ahead. God knows how hot his face was and how fast his heart was beating.
As soon as he entered the tower, a cold wind hit his body. Fortunately, Linghu Heng was prepared. A burst of spiritual power spread out and turned into a light barrier to protect himself, resisting this wind.
Weird cold wind. Then Wu Zhen also came in, protecting himself just like Linghu Heng did.
Yang Zhishuang and Yue'er also followed closely, opening the spiritual shield in the same manner. Linghu Heng said: "I will go in front, and you guys will cover behind."
The three of them responded and walked forward.
Outside the tower, a gloomy gaze looked at the retreating figures of Linghu Heng and the others, clenching his fists and keeping silent.
The first level is where the sword energy is weakest and has the fewest existences. It has already been snatched away. However, the sword energy still injured a few people. Linghu Heng and the others saw many disciples who had failed and walked back in annoyance along the way.
, they have no power to fight anymore, but they don’t need to use the teleportation charm yet.
This sounded the alarm to Linghu Heng and the others, reminding them that the sword energy in front was not so easy to deal with. Otherwise, they would not have injured so many disciples in the first few floors.
Linghu Heng and the others were more vigilant, fearing that one mistake would cause the others to lose the qualification to practice.
Not long after, they came to the edge of the stairs. Along the way, they didn't encounter any sword energy, but the cold wind kept blowing, which made people's foreheads numb. Presumably those few sword energy had been the first to rush.
The disciples who came in surrendered and then divided them up.
However, Linghu Heng and the others were not discouraged because they knew that this time they entered the Ten Thousand Sword Tower, sword energy was indispensable. The higher you go, the more sword energy there is and the more difficult it is to deal with. If you have the ability, just keep rushing forward.
, I’m afraid even the sword energy can kill you.
They walked slowly on the stairs leading to the second floor, carefully guarding themselves, fearing that a sword energy would burst out from a dark corner and be caught off guard.
I wonder what powerful beings there are on the second level? (To be continued)