I have a world of cultivating immortals

Chen Mobai went straight to the fourth floor and opened the sword box of the Zidian Sword.

The glowing sword fell into view, and the high-grade spirit stone next to it was even dimmer than last time.

The Purple Lightning Sword had been sealed all the time before, and it could not lose its rank with the minimum amount of aura.

And after the last round of master selection began, Hao Cao lifted the seal, so the current Zidian Sword needs even more spiritual energy.

Naturally, this high-grade spirit stone was consumed faster, and it was almost exhausted.

Chen Mobai didn't hesitate at all, following the formula taught by Hao Cao, he matched his mind with this fourth-order sword.

A ray of light shot out from the hilt of the Zidian sword, and came into contact with Chen Mobai's consciousness.

In an instant, the purple light flickered.

When Chen Mobai came back to his senses, he had already appeared in a mysterious space.

There was a void here, and there were streaks of deep purple thunder light flashing. The Purple Lightning Sword was inserted obliquely in front of Chen Mobai's eyes, and a purple-red brilliance lit up from the sword body, turning into a light cluster the size of a head.

The light cluster emerged with seven orifices, and was then pinched into a small round face, with blurred facial features, but only those blue eyes were very clear, and the sharp cold air could be vaguely seen, as indifferent as a sword.

Among the fairy gates, the fifth-order magic weapon has generated a complete spirituality, almost indistinguishable from a human being.

As a fourth-order sword weapon, the Zidian Sword has evolved spirituality, but it is only the simplest thinking, but even so, because it has most of the memory of the former owner, the basic thinking logic is still no problem.

"Meet Senior Zidian Sword."

Chen Mobai simply regarded it as a senior monk, and performed the ancient etiquette of the Wuqi Taoist Temple very politely.

【Stretch out your hand and hold the hilt of the sword. 】

That pair of blue eyes looked at Chen Mobai, and an invisible wave came, telling the latter the information.

Chen Mobai nodded, relaxed his mind, and stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the Purple Lightning Sword in this space.

Then a numb feeling flooded his whole body, he felt that he was crushed in an instant under the impact of the surge of lightning force, but after the destruction, another majestic vitality surged out, shattering him The shattered body reassembled again.

And Chen Mobai's consciousness has already fallen into a coma at this moment because of the severe pain.

Seeing this scene, Zidianjian shook his head slightly.

I don't know how many times after being crushed and reborn, Chen Mobai woke up from the long darkness.

Opening his eyes, he found that he was sitting on the fourth floor of the sword building, and the Zidian sword had returned to the sword box, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep again.

Chen Mobai raised his hand and felt that he was indeed not torn apart by the force of thunder and lightning. It should be a mysterious sword technique that directly acts on the divine consciousness.

But what about the result?

Chen Mobai did not forget that he came here this time to hold the Purple Lightning Sword.

"Senior? Senior Zidian Sword?"

He yelled twice at the sword in the sword box, and even ran the formula taught by Hao Cao again, but there was no response.

This is the end?

[If Zidian Sword doesn't respond anymore, it means that the resonance has ended and you can come out. 】

Chen Mobai thought of what Hao Cao said before he came in.

He took out his phone and looked at the time, only to find that only half an hour had passed during the resonance of holding the sword just now.

Everyone has a day, and Chen Mobai feels that he can still fight for it.

And if you go out so soon, wouldn't it be a joke.

He stretched out his hand to hold the Zidian sword in the sword box, trying to pull it out, but a powerful purple light emerged from the hilt out of thin air, and bounced Chen Mobai's right hand away.

If it wasn't for the Purple Lightning Sword not hurting his mind, his palm would have been turned into charcoal all of a sudden.

Chen Mobai hesitated for a moment, and went straight to the big move, took out the huge raw ore spirit stone from his storage bag, and carried it to the sword box with both hands.

The Zidian sword, which was as steady as a mountain, suddenly trembled.

Chen Mobai stretched out his hand towards the sword box again, and the purple light appeared again, but this time he didn't directly bounce him away like last time.

Instead, he resisted, as if he was resisting, but it was just to prevent his hand from reaching his body.

"My name is Chen Mobai, the chief of the dance academy, and I have a lot of money."

"This piece of raw ore spirit stone should be regarded as a meeting gift for Senior Zidianjian."

"If the senior is willing to commit himself to me, I am willing to present such a high-grade spirit stone every year in the future. This year's offering can be presented first, and I will have a little heart during the festival."

While Chen Mobai was speaking, he took out a handful of five high-grade spirit stones from the storage bag.

Then, he picked up one of the pieces with his left hand and handed it over.

I saw that the originally flickering purple light began to retreat inch by inch under the opening of the top-grade spirit stone, and finally opened up completely after holding a stalemate on the hilt for three breaths.

Chen Mobai placed the high-grade spirit stone on the other side of the Zidian sword.

Comparing this never-used, crystal-clear spirit stone full of spiritual energy with another spirit stone allocated by the Immortal Gate, which has been consumed and recharged countless times, it is like the delicate flowers blooming after the rain and the scattered and withered flowers. The difference in crushed leaves.

After Chen Mobai put the high-grade spirit stone into the sword box of the Purple Lightning Sword, the last light lingering around the hilt completely disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mobai stretched out his right hand, and gently grasped the hilt of the Zidian Sword.

After grasping it, the Zidian sword trembled slightly, as if struggling, but in the end he didn't resist anymore, letting Chen Mobai hold it with both hands, and lifted it up.

The Purple Lightning Sword was inserted into the huge raw ore spirit stone.

Since it was cast, the abundant aura that has never been felt made Zidian Sword make a lingling cry.

【Give it to me? 】

The invisible sword sound conveyed a message to Chen Mobai, who nodded slightly, indicating that Zidian Sword could freely absorb the aura of this raw ore spirit stone.

【Too much, too high, too full...】

I don't know how long it took, Zidian sword blew again, sending a message to Chen Mobai, indicating to pull it out.

After the sword returned to the sword box, Chen Mobai felt that the raw ore spirit stone had dimmed by nearly half.

In just half an hour, Zidian Sword absorbed the majestic aura of nearly one and a half high-grade spirit stones, which made it feel the meaning of the word "satisfaction" for the first time after being hungry for an unknown number of years .

"Senior Zidianjian, if you are willing to come to my side, you don't need to make any effort on weekdays. You just need to help me when my life is in danger."

"The treatment of this spirit stone is still the same as what I said before. One high-grade spirit stone a year. If the senior saves my life, there will be some high-grade spirit stones afterwards."

"I don't know what the senior wants?"

Cheating people are soft-spoken, Zi Dianjian has just eaten his fill, and this time he is no longer as cold as before, and immediately responded when he heard the words.

【Your treatment must be the best among all of them, but I am a fourth-ranker after all, and you are only building a foundation. If the alchemy fails, wouldn't it be a waste of my two hundred years. 】

Once the Purple Lightning Sword chooses a master this time, it must be rushing to a higher level, at least not to slip down.

Dedicated to Jindan Daoist, at least there is this hope.

But for the foundation-building cultivator, the realm is still a bit low for it, and it cannot exert its minimum power.

"Although I am only building foundations now, I am still quite confident in my alchemy. Seniors should also know the restrictions on obtaining alchemy spiritual objects in my immortal sect. Why don't we sign a contract for sixty years?"

"If I don't form the alchemy within sixty years, I will unconditionally terminate the contract with the senior, and the high-grade spirit stones provided to the senior during the period will be regarded as compensation for the loss of youth to the senior."

"Senior, there are not many wealthy people like me in Xianmen. If you miss it, you won't have a second chance."

After Chen Mobai finished speaking, Zidianjian fell silent.

[You make written evidence. We can make an intention contract first, and then make the final decision after I have interviewed the next few people. 】

After a long time, the Zidian sword sent this wave, and Chen Mobai's face was overjoyed.

Immediately, all the conditions mentioned before were drawn up, and at the same time, a confidentiality clause was added to ensure that only Chen Mobai and Zidianjian knew what was said just now, and it was not allowed to be disclosed to a third party.

After the two signed their respective contracts, Chen Mobai took back the raw ore spirit stone and the high-grade spirit stone he put in the sword box back to the storage bag.

If this thing is seen by the three Jindan real people who came from behind, it will easily expose the problem.

Zi Dianjian was a little bit reluctant, but he also knew that he had not formally selected Chen Mobai as the sword-bearer after all, and the treatment conditions mentioned just now were not up to the point of fulfillment.

However, it had absorbed half of the majestic aura of the original ore spirit stone, and it was already full, so it was allowed to be taken away by Chen Mobai.

Anyway, if you choose him to be the sword master, these will all be his in the future.

"Senior, do you know the situation of the first twelve candidates?"

Seeing that it was still early in the day, Chen Mobai didn't leave the sword building directly, but sat down and chatted with Zidianjian.

[There is a thunder spirit root that is very suitable for me. If I unite with other people's swords, I should be able to reach the realm of my former master in the future. But he already has a natal magic weapon that is more powerful than me, and he is not willing to give up that magic weapon, so the talk is over. 】

This should be about Zhongli Tianyu, he has the gossip mirror, although it is incomplete now, but it was left by the ancestor Zhongli after all, the innate grade is above the Zidian sword.

[There is also a boy who is born with the same heart of swords as my former master Taoist, but unfortunately his cultivation base is a little lower...]

When Chen Mobai heard this, he didn't know if it was talking about Zhai Jianbai, but he felt that it should be.

This true kendo genius who heard the way and established the foundation was favored by Zuo Gong, and even thought that he could surpass him.

[There is another one that is a little strange, it feels like it can control me, but after I tried it, I feel that it is not suitable, and I don't know where you found it, it is such a well-hidden guy. 】

Who said this?

Chen Mobai was at a loss, but at this time, Zidian Sword had already mentioned the fourth and fifth...

The peerless kendo geniuses selected by Haocao, although quite watery, are without exception monks with attainments in kendo.

If he is trained correctly, he might be able to become a future kendo master.

During the chat, the day passed quickly.

Chen Mobai walked out of the sword tower gate.

"Go back and wait for the news. Don't leave the courtyard gate. I will inform you after Zidian Sword makes a choice."

When Hao Cao saw Chen Mobai, he emphasized.

Pei Qingshuang was also on the side, but she didn't come over. After looking at each other, the two nodded to each other as a greeting.

Yan Qiongzhi was also there, because she was the next one to enter the sword tower.

After Chen Mobai saluted with her, they left in a different body.

After Yan Qiongzhi entered the sword tower, Chen Mobai also returned to his residence.

He closed his eyes and sat quietly for three days and three nights.

"It's time."

When the alarm clock rang, Chen Mobai opened his eyes and turned off the ringtone of his cell phone.

He let out a long breath and looked out the window.

There is still no movement.

Although talking with Zi Dian Jian was very happy, but he still couldn't feel at ease because he really didn't take this sword into his pocket.

I don't know how long it will take Zidian Sword to make a choice.

Just as Chen Mobai was thinking, a mighty sword cry resounding through the sky rose from the sword tower, like an invisible and vast sword wave, spreading to every part of the Shanhai Academy.

Almost everyone heard it and looked up out of the window.

"Hope I didn't do anything wrong."

On the fourth floor of the sword tower, Hao Cao muttered to himself, lifting all the seals and restrictions imposed on Zidian Sword by Shanhai Academy.

A bright purple rainbow soared into the sky, and then flew to a certain place in the west above the Qianzhang Stone Sword.

Chen Mobai, who was standing at the window looking at the direction of the sword tower, frowned, why did the Zidian sword fly in a direction other than his own?

Could it be, this is still an ideal sword, giving up the vulgar spirit stone!

But not reconciled, he looked out the window in the direction where the Zidian sword disappeared, and wanted to wait for a miracle when he saw the sword coming.

However, after a cup of tea, the sword trembled and disappeared completely in the western sky.

After all, is it still not invincible to the realm?

Chen Mobai thought that Zidian Sword finally chose a certain Jindan Daoist.

"well!"

And just when he felt lost, the purple light Changhong suddenly lit up with the western sky again, and then spun twice in midair, as if looking for the direction.

In the end, he spotted Chen Mobai's side, turned into a ray of purple light, and flew straight towards him.

Peng sound!

A hole had been pierced through Chen Mobai's window glass, and a dignified and majestic long-handled sword flew in, and landed in front of him amidst the purple flowers all over the sky.

[Sorry, I ran in the wrong direction before. 】

There was a burst of fluctuations from the Purple Lightning Sword, and Chen Mobai couldn't laugh or cry after hearing it. He almost thought it was a lofty ideal sword.

"For the next sixty years, please give me your advice!"

Chen Mobai bowed to the Zidian sword, and then stretched out his hands to hold the long-handled sword with a bright purple light.

Boom!

At this moment, thunder and thunder, like a bolt from the blue, resounded through the sky above the thirteen stone swords of Shanhai Xuegong.

Ruan Zixiu was a middle-aged monk with a melancholy face. He sighed when he saw the scene outside the window.

Huo Xiqing, who was next door to him, frowned and his face was full of anger, but at this moment, no matter how angry he was, he could only accept the fact that Zidianjian did not choose him.

On the other side of the stone sword, Yan Qiongzhi's eyes flickered, and she knew that Chen Mobai was where the Zidian sword fell last.

Unexpectedly, he was able to overwhelm the three Jindan real people.

It is worthy of being the capital of the gods.