When they learned that someone had broken through the 100th floor of the Tower of Ten Thousand Swords, all the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect began to boil. Although they were dissatisfied with being ordered out of the Tower of Ten Thousand Swords by the elders guarding the tower, after hearing this fact, they were really dissatisfied.
Shocking! You must know that the best among them has just passed the 18th floor. It takes so much strength to be able to go all the way to the 100th floor in just one day!
Some people thought of the strange movement skills displayed by Linghu Heng on the thirteenth floor, and couldn't help but arouse their imagination: "Could it be them?"
"Who, who?" Some good-hearted disciples couldn't help but ask, as if they would not give up until the end of the casserole was broken.
"Who else could be the guy who took away my sword energy!" A disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect who had his sword energy taken away by Linghu Heng and the others said angrily, but no one sympathized with him. After all, he could reach the hundredth floor.
Character, even if he steals your sword energy, you still have to be convinced. The gap in strength is there, and you have only reached a dozen floors, how can you compete with others?
"Forget it, you deserve to be robbed!" A mean-mouthed disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect sarcastically said.
"What do you mean? Are you looking for a fight?" The disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect who had been robbed of his sword energy raised his fist. It seemed that he really wanted to hit him with the hammer, but fortunately, he was held back by the people next to him. It was not a good thing.
It can really cause confusion.
"Come on, I'm going to walk backwards because I'm afraid of you!" That mean Ancient Sword Sect disciple looked like he wanted to be beaten, which made it clear that he looked down on others.
"Don't hold me, let's see if I don't kill him!" The disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect who was robbed of his sword energy tried hard to break free from everyone's hands, but it was all in vain.
While everyone was making a fuss, Fan Ziqian, the law enforcement elder of Kejiju, had already arrived in front of everyone. Seeing such a scene, he naturally couldn't bear it and shouted loudly: "Why are you making such a fuss!"
When everyone saw that he was the most prestigious law enforcement elder, they immediately fell into silence. How did Fan Ziqian get his reputation? Naturally, it was due to his strict law enforcement and "no favoritism". Maybe everyone admired the leader Yang Xian more.
I have great admiration for the law enforcement elder Fan Ziqian, but I can only say that I am scared and frightened. I am deeply afraid that I will commit something in his hands and be punished so badly that I feel like crying without tears. So when I saw the law enforcement elder, I immediately looked like a mouse.
When I saw a cat, I turned my tail between my legs and became a human being.
Fan Ziqian had a dark expression on his face, and said sullenly: "How do you behave? You must know that you are disciples of a famous and upright sect. You should be flattered but not surprised, and humiliated but not angry, in order to achieve great things! We are making a fuss here.
Come and make noise, do you think this is a market?"
Everyone is obedient, but who dares to say even a word? Under Fan Ziqian's "high-pressure policy" over the years, everyone has to keep their heads down when they see him, and now they are used to it.
Fan Ziqian glanced at everyone coldly and said: "You guys wait here for the time being. When the people in the tower come out, the leader will come over and announce something. No one is allowed to walk away or speak. If you let me see
If anyone dares to violate it, go back and prepare a confession!"
"Sure enough, you are quite 'selfless'!" Everyone thought of this sentence in their hearts, but they were just thinking about it in their hearts. Who dares to say this sentence in a sarcastic tone, you may not face the wall tomorrow.
Facing the wall is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is being driven down the mountain. In that case, all the privileges in the family will disappear in an instant. After all, the privileges of a person who cultivates immortality in the secular world are comparable to official power. Suddenly,
Without these privileges, what will others think? So what they are afraid of is not Fan Ziqian, but the greed in their hearts.
Everyone did not dare to make a sound anymore and could only stand silently, enduring the blazing sun at noon without daring to complain at all. The smart disciples had secretly built up a spiritual power to resist the scorching sun.
I don’t know how long it took, but the closed door of Wanjian Pagoda slowly opened with a "squeak" sound. Soon after, four people appeared in front of everyone. The first one was seven feet eight inches tall and beautiful.
The phoenix eyes, the body has a graceful appearance, and the earth and wood shape is not decorated with flowers. People think that the dragon and phoenix postures are natural. However, the clothes on his body are scattered here and there, which destroys the overall beauty. But this also makes him add to the beauty.
A touch of hardship and hardship makes it appear more stable.
Then there was a man with dark skin and kind eyes. He looked at everything around him calmly, with a clear mind and no distracting thoughts. When he smiled, he showed his white teeth, giving people a simple and honest feeling.
Immediately afterwards, a cute girl appeared in everyone's eyes. This girl was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slightly round face, a pair of lively eyes, and the blush on her cheeks, revealing a lively and lovely youth.
breath.
The person who walked out at the end was the focus of the audience. He was wearing a green smoked sweater, a pleated skirt with mist and green grass, and a thin veil of green water. His shoulders were cut into a plain waist, and his muscles were as smooth as the waist.
The aura of condensed fat is like an orchid. She is as charming as a boneless beauty, as calm as water, just like a hibiscus. Look at her folding her slender waist and taking a slight step, showing her bright wrists in the gauze. Her eyes are full of clear spring water, and she has a high bun on her head.
The jasper dragon and phoenix hairpin is fragrant and tender, more delicate than flowers, and its fingertips are like peeling onions, and its mouth is as if it contains vermilion. Every frown and smile touches the hearts of all the disciples of the ancient sword sect.
Needless to say, these are Linghu Heng, Wu Zhen, Yue'er and Yang Zhishuang. Everyone looked at them with respect and admiration, but there were some exceptions: "It is indeed them! Humph, a group of robbers,
What the hell!" Needless to say, it must be the disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect whose sword energy was robbed by Linghu Heng and the others.
At this moment, Yang Xianyang, the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect, slowly entered the line of sight of the disciples. Everyone did not dare to neglect, and they all saluted and said: "Greetings to the leader!"
Yang Xian raised his fly whisk and waved it, indicating that there was no need to be polite, and then said: "I didn't expect that in less than a day, Pindao would meet you again. Pindao couldn't decide whether he was happy or sad. But for this trial,
Someone has already passed the hundredth floor, and the Wanjian Tower is also shaking, making it unsuitable to continue the trial. So I have summoned you, and Pindao is here to announce the results of the trial."
Yang Xianyang paused for a moment, looked at Yang Zhishuang's beautiful face, sighed unnoticed, and continued: "The purpose of this trial is to select the disciples who will participate in the Six Holy Lands Competition. However, the time of this trial is just that
It is too short, and there is too little basis for selection. Therefore, Pindao discussed with the elders, and each elder nominated him. Pindao will examine them one by one. If you are strong enough, you will definitely not be short of a spot. Everyone, what do you think?
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All the disciples said: "It all depends on the master's arrangement!"
Yang Xianyang said: "That's very good." As he said that, Yang Xianyang pointed at the whisk and continued, "They are four people who have passed the hundredth level. They will definitely win four places. Do you have any objections?"
Most of the disciples knew that this was the inevitable result, and they didn't have much dissatisfaction. They all said, "Disciples have no objection." Although there were still some people who were dissatisfied, they couldn't go against the general trend, so they had no choice but to remain silent.
In fact, by doing this, Yang Xianyang unintentionally protected Wanjian Tower, allowing Wanjian Tower to continue to produce sword energy. Why is this? The reason is that there is not much sword energy in Wanjian Tower, and it needs to restore the sword energy it had decades ago.
Glory, easier said than done? If Yang Xianyang insists on continuing the trial, the remaining sword energy in Wanjian Tower will be swept away, and it will be even more difficult for Wanjian Tower to recover!
Yang Xianyang also did not expect that there would be such an alternative existence as Wu Feng, which would actually devour the same kind of people, thus producing spiritual intelligence and almost turning into a physical entity. If the Wanjian Tower was opened later, Wu Feng might have already taken shape.
At that time, I really couldn’t subdue it. This must be God’s will, cause and effect cycle, and it is just a coincidence to say it is a coincidence.
Yang Xianyang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Let's disperse now, you come with me." Naturally, he was referring to the four of Linghu Heng.
Linghu Heng and the others looked at each other. They didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Yang Xianyang's gourd, but since the leader had orders, they naturally didn't dare to disobey them and followed them together.
Yang Xianyang walked very slowly, just to wait for Linghu Heng and the others. After Linghu Heng and the others followed, Yang Xianyang seemed to have eyes behind his back and said: "Logically, your strength cannot break through the hundred levels.
Can you tell Pindao why this is?"
Yang Xianyang's usually kind-looking eyes turned into two sharp swords, pointing directly at Hu Heng's chest, as if he wanted to see through Linghu Heng. Just as Linghu Heng was about to speak, Yue'er said first: "
I know what's going on!"
Yang Xianyang inadvertently withdrew his sword-like gaze, smiled kindly, and said, "Tell me about it."
Yue'er then narrated everything that happened in Wanjian Tower. Her eloquence was good, and she was even more excited when she talked about the thrilling parts, as if she was the one facing the enemy with the sword. However, she didn't know that she was the one who faced the enemy most of the time.
She was just a bystander, watching Linghu Heng and the others pass through. However, precisely because she was a bystander and could explain the problem more clearly, Linghu Heng did not say anything and allowed her to continue talking.
When Yue'er said that after the Wufeng Sword Spirit swallowed up most of the sword energy, Yang Xianyang's expression changed, but he didn't say anything and just listened silently. The more Yue'er talked, the more excited he became, chirping like a cheerful lark.
, Yang Xianyang listened, stroking his beard and nodding, as if encouraging Yue'er to continue speaking.
Not long after, everyone passed through the dense forest and came to a not-so-luxurious room. At this time, Yue'er had just finished speaking. After Yang Xianyang listened, he just asked a question: "Is there really no room in the Wanjian Tower?"
Is Shen Jianqi angry?"
Yue'er nodded, and Linghu Heng also nodded. He couldn't make up such a big event, so naturally he didn't dare to hide it. Yang Xianyang didn't say anything, but just led the four of them into the room.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw that all the elders were there, and Linghu Heng's master, Taoist Taoist Taoist Taoist Master, was also there. When Wu Zhen saw his master, he shouted in surprise: "Master, are you here too?"
The Taoist of Silence did not speak, but nodded slightly.
Linghu Heng also said: "Old Taoist priest, didn't you go to play chess and meet friends?"
The Taoist Taoist of Silence smiled slightly, shook his head, and remained silent.
Yang Zhishuang knew etiquette, so Shi Shiran said: "This disciple has met all the elders."
Fan Ziqian, the law enforcement elder present here, saw that Linghu Heng only greeted his master but did not take him seriously. He couldn't help but snorted and looked away. Linghu Heng naturally noticed his little actions, but
He was not prepared to salute him. After all, he had seen and remembered Fan Ziqian's attitude that he wanted to expel him from the faction. How could he salute him?
Yang Xianyang saw that something was not right in the atmosphere in the room, so he said: "Pindao called you all here, just to confirm the number of people participating in the competition and the leader. There is no need for too much etiquette. Law enforcement elder, please tell me, what should I do?