"Everyone, do you have the lower realm earth core black stone?"
"Are there original black crystals and original divine crystals?"
"Is there any classless magic weapon?"
"Is there any ancient magic weapon, ancient secret method, or incomplete ancient magical skill?"
"The price is reasonable, and it can be exchanged for divine crystals. If the magic weapon is good, it can even be exchanged for the tokens of the inner disciples of the Heavenly Sword Realm."
The moment everyone stepped out of the world of mortals, warriors surrounded them.
Lin Jie's tense heart immediately dropped.
It turns out that this group of people are all businessmen who specialize in buying nether resources from ascendants.
The merchants pestered them for a while, but when they saw that they really couldn't bring anything out, they dispersed one by one.
Lin Jie looked forward, curious.
Not far away, on the left side, stands a stone hall, and in front stands a stone tablet with the inscription "Valley of the God of the Broken Sword".
There were six strong sword cultivators sitting cross-legged above the ancient palace.
When everyone passed by, one of them opened his eyes, with a powerful sword intention, and swept it proudly: "If there is a good person who respects you, you can enter my Valley of the God of the Broken Sword."
Another one also said, but his eyes fell on Qingyu and Mingyue: "If a woman enters the Divine Valley, she can immediately become an official disciple."
Qingyu actually snorted with a look of displeasure on his face: "I'm going to carry a big sedan chair, and I don't even look down on the Valley of the Broken Sword God."
The man looked unkind for a moment, but then put away his anger and sneered: "Okay, okay, if you dare to underestimate me, the Valley of the Broken Sword God, just wait and see. Don't come and ask me to wait."
After everyone walked not far away, there was another ancient palace standing majestically on the right, resplendent and extraordinary.
What stands outside the hall is not a stone tablet, but a huge sword with the inscription "Tianyi Sword Sect" engraved on it.
The giant sword revealed a sword intent that made people tremble. No one dared to look at it, but they all knew that the Tianyi Sword Sect had an extraordinary position in the Tianjian world.
There were also several warriors with swords in front of the hall, but after a few glances, no one was willing to take another look.
Obviously, no one can enter the eyes of Tianyi Sword Sect.
The next force shocked everyone again.
It was a golden palace with an ancient stone tablet inscribed with the words "Piao Miao Villa".
The disciples in front of the temple are all distinguished and handsome, and they are all extraordinary warriors.
A middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his hands, and seemed to sense Lin Jie and others walking out of the hall.
This person's token is engraved with 'Piaomiao, Lord Yunjian Dao'.
As soon as Lin Jie and others saw Dao Lord Yunjian, they knew that this man was a truly strong man.
Daojun Yunjian swept away more than ten people and said condescendingly: "You are very lucky. I have just come here and have a fate with you. I will give you a chance to come to the hall for a test. Those who pass can be accepted by me as my disciple."
Temporary disciple."
oh!
As soon as he finished speaking, all the sword cultivators around him were dumbfounded and extremely envious.
However, Lin Jie cupped his fists and saluted, neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you, Lord Tao. See you again when we are destined."
Master Yun Jiandao was startled, then stared at Lin Jie, shook his head and turned away.
"I don't know what is good and what is evil."
"Such a blessing has been wasted."
"Master Dao is the most powerful person in our Misty Villa."
Every sword cultivator sneered at him.
Everyone passed by another force, with 'Nine Swords Gate' engraved in front of a large hall.
There were nine martial arts cultivators sitting cross-legged. When they saw people passing by, they all felt something and shook their heads without saying a word.
Obviously, they did not take a fancy to Lin Jie and others.
It happened that at this moment, a young man in white came from the forest, with the token engraved with 'Nine Swords, Ximen Jingxue'.
This man was born with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a tall figure, skin as white as jade, some golden sword patterns on his robes, and long black hair casually scattered on his back, which was extremely elegant.
As soon as Ximen Jingxue came out, a void of sword intent suddenly appeared in his eyes that were like ink, which was very compelling.
At this moment, Lin Jie and others happened to pass by from one side.
Ximen Jingxue suddenly swept away, and a sharp touch fell on Lin Jie: "Your Excellency's Tao contains huge power of life, is it the Sword of Life?"
Lin Jie stopped suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply, and turned to look at Ximen Jingxue. What a handsome man, this man can actually sense his own Tao?
Incredible!
Ximen Jingxue pointed at the Nine Swords Sect: "The Nine Swords Sect is the first-class ancient swordsmanship force in the Heavenly Sword World. Our Ximen family also has thousands of years of swordsmanship history. When you join our Nine Swordsmen, you will never compromise your talents."
After saying that, he bowed very sincerely.
Before Lin Jie could answer, suddenly, an old man in white robes walked out of the ancient palace above and said solemnly: "Jingxue, come back quickly."
Ximen Jingxue hurriedly said to the old man: "Uncle, please invite these fellow sword cultivators to join my Nine Swords Sect."
The old man swept his eyes away, but shook his head calmly: "They have ordinary qualifications and can only enter the Nine-Level Sword Sect. They cannot enter my Nine-Sword Sect. You can give them some money and send them away like beggars."
Lin Jie became unhappy and replied: "Nine Swords Gate, even if I, Lin Jie, am a beggar, I will never come to your door."
After the old man heard this, his face was expressionless and he turned around and left.
A superior person like him doesn't even bother to say another word.
Ximen Jingxue hurriedly bowed to Lin Jie again: "Fellow Taoist Lin Jie, don't be surprised, people in the upper realm are like this. I ascended just a few decades before you, Ximen Jingxue."
Lin Jie was startled. He didn't expect that the other party would lower his body like this, and he also cupped his fists and saluted: "I'm Lin Jie, hope to see you again."
However, Ximen Jingxue stepped forward and said, "I have a lot of free time, why not accompany Brother Lin for a while?
Brother Lin has just ascended, so he must know nothing about the Heavenly Sword World."
Lin Jie was stunned again and then agreed.
Not far away was another ancient palace, but no sword cultivator noticed Lin Jie and his party.
Lin Jie suddenly saluted Ximen Jingxue, and then asked: "Brother Jingxue, to be honest with you, I want to go to the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect. I can't go to the Nine Swords Sect."
Ximen Jingxue immediately said: "Brother Lin misunderstood, everything is just fate, which means that Brother Lin has no fate with Jiujian Sect, but you and I are destined. Brother Lin can understand the Tao in the lower world. Such talent is rare in the world of Tianjian. Why?
Going to a gate of all calamities that has been in decline for millions of years?"
Hearing this, Lin Jie's heart skipped a beat: "Has the Wanjie Sect fallen?"
Ximen Jingxue nodded: "Millions of years ago, the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect was a first-class force in the Heavenly Sword Realm. The founding founder, the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Emperor, was the title emperor. The Tao was invincible. At that time, the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect had millions of disciples.
But then a generation of sword emperors fell, and the Myriad Tribulations Sect never produced a peerless genius. A few appeared by chance, but they could not continue the glory of the Myriad Tribulations Sect. Today, the Myriad Tribulations Sect is just a ninth-rate sword sect, and it is said that the sect may be broken at any time.
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Lin Jie took a breath of cold air and gradually found it difficult to calm down.
Ximen Jingxue caught a glimpse and said, "It seems that Brother Lin has a certain connection with the Wanjie Sect."
At this moment, a group of sword cultivators suddenly flew in from one side.
The leader had an unkind look on his face and shouted forcefully: "Hmph, do you understand that you are coming to my Feiyi Sword Sect?"
Lin Jie glared and felt murderous intent from these people.
Those who come are not good.
At this time, Ximen Jingxue suddenly grabbed the token.
"Nine Swords Gate?"
When a group of people saw the token, they were so frightened that they turned around and left.
Lin Jie understood instantly and saluted Ximen Jingxue with his fists in front of everyone: "Brother Jingxue came with you specially. It turns out that he wanted to protect me and others for a safe trip. I, Lin Jie, will remember this kindness."