Marquis of Grand Xia

Jian Ge, commenting on the end of the sword, Jian Zun appeared, listening to Tian Que breaking into the sky, and alarmed the powerful of all parties.

The black sword suit is simple and distinguished. The Tianfu swordsman reproduces, the star-browed sword eyes, and the peerless strong are full of sharpness.

Ning Chen was surprised when the old man came to the table, and immediately recovered to God, stood up for a ceremony, and looked respectfully, "Senior Senior Zun"

The shepherd nodded and walked over to the table step by step. He looked at the three sword pavilion masters and calmly said, "Three patriarchs, it is not too late to participate in sword evaluation."

"The result hasn't been announced yet, it's not too late" Mei Wuhen looked at the person and said.

"That's good"

The shepherd song waved his hand, commented on the sword stage, listened to Tian Que's sheath, the sound of the wind, within the sword pavilion, the strange sound echoed, the sword was on the sky, and the strangeness was reproduced.

Divine swords, the eyes of everyone, on the main seat, the eyes of three sword pavilions also flashed different colors, so they could listen to the sky.

"The Sword of Heaven"

The second sword of Tianpin appeared, Mei Wuhen spoke, and assessed.

During the banquet, Ning Chen looked at the Excalibur on the sword evaluation platform and squinted slightly. It seems that in the past 100 years, Senior Sword Master not only made a breakthrough in the sword cultivation, but even listened to Tianque again.

Tian Que returned to the sheath, the strange appearance disappeared, Mu Changge turned to the seat and sat not far from Ning Chen.

At the end of the sword evaluation, everyone waited for the result. On the main seat, they stood up flawlessly and waved their hands. Not far from the sword evaluation platform, a mouthful of soldiers flew out, arranged vertically and horizontally, and were judged in order.

In the first place, Fengmingjian deservedly ranked first, followed by listening to the evening sun swords of Tian Que and the Second Pavilion Master, and then, Taishijian unexpectedly surpassed Baiyu Sword God's clear sky, ranking fourth, Daomen Mingfeng, low-key The restrained magical soldiers are present today.

The fifth and sixth places are clear sky and Ruohuo respectively, followed by the magical soldiers brought by the strong players on the major star swords. The swords are very weak in quality and rank very close.

The top 20 are listed one by one, the entrants are gratified, and the outgoers are sad.

"Tomorrow, when discussing swords here, please ask the top 20 friends Mo Yao to forget the hour. Other friends also hope to come and be a witness. The sword pavilion must be treated with courtesy." Mei Wuzhen got up and calmly said.

Everyone heard this and got up one after another, politely saluting.

A swordman left the seat and walked out of the hall. During the seat, the top 20 strong men stayed in the temple tacitly, waiting for the sword pavilion to honor the promises made.

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen and Shui Wuyue got up and left the seat, no longer intervening in the follow-up.

After the two patriarchs left, Jing Fou walked down the hall and said softly, "Dear me, please follow me"

Nineteen strong swordsmen followed up and walked towards the sword pavilion together.

A group of people walked for about a quarter of an hour. In front of a towering grotto, Jing Falcon stopped and turned to look at the people behind him. He looked softly. "Everyone, this is the place where my sword pavilion is written. At sunset, I will come to pick you up, and please cherish the time inside "

After speaking, Jing Wuxia said no more and returned the same way.

After a few steps, when he was in a wrong position, Jing Wuxie hesitated for a while. After all, he stopped a bit and said softly, "Ning Gongzi, be careful."

Hearing the reminder, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, just about to ask, the people around him had already moved away.

"what happened?"

Aside, Lin Yuzhen asked.

"Unclear, just reminded the three pavilions, let us be careful," Ning Chen condensed.

Lin Yuzhen looked back and looked at the three pavilions of the Jiangge, who had gone away from the rear, and a different color flashed in his eyes. What did the three pavilions mean, and why should they be reminded?

"His Royal Highness, the Second Pavilion Master has always been very concerned about Feng Mingjian. Presumably Your Highness has noticed it already," Ning Chen said.

"Ok"

Lin Yuzhen nodded and said, "When the third pavilion master said to watch the Fengming sword, the second pavilion master seemed to want to win. The relationship between the three pavilion patriarchs of the sword pavilion should not be as harmonious as it seems.

During the conversation between the two, the gate of the sword cave was pushed open. In the rumbling sound, a powerful and unusual sword intention spread out, ancient and thick, making people feel their own smallness.

Everyone concentrated their attention and walked into the sword cave step by step. The dim sword cave, a few night pearls shining with a gentle light, gave the sword cave a hint of light.

"Go"

Outside the Jian Cave, Mu Changge took a look at them, and immediately walked into the Jian Cave.

Lin Yuzhen looked thoughtfully at the man in black in front of him. This man had not heard of it before, but it was strange to know Ning Gongzi.

"Senior Senior Zun Zun is from the Star Field of Lagerstroemia indica.

Ning Chen saw what the former thought and responded.

"Is Ning Gongzi also from Ziwei Star Field? I haven't asked you about your origin all along," Lin Yuzhen said softly.

"No"

Ning Chen shook his head gently, and said, "His Royal Highness, you are my friend, I don't want to lie to you, but my origins are too much, one less person knows and one less person, please ask your highness not to ask again."

"It's Ben Wang's recklessness"

Lin Yuzhen heard the words, apologized, and said, "Brother Ning should not be surprised"

"No hindrance"

Ning Chen whispered and walked to the sword cave ahead, saying, "His Royal Highness, let's go in too, the opportunity is hard to come by"

"Ok"

Lin Yuzhen nodded and followed them together.

In the sword cave, the light is dim, and the night pearls inlaid all the way can't shine the sword cave too brightly. As soon as I walked in, I could feel the continuous heavy sword pressure from the depth of the sword cave, making the footsteps of everyone more difficult. .

"There is something carved on the stone wall"

After walking for a while, Lin Yuzhen looked at the stone wall not far away and said.

When Ning Chen heard it, she turned her gaze and immediately moved closer to watch it carefully.

In the dim light, the broken murals on the stone walls are vaguely arranged, without any rules, and dazzling.

"This should be the sword code"

After observing for a long time, Ning Chen looked down and said.

With such a messy swordsmanship, it is no wonder that Jiange will let outsiders come in to watch it. It is not surprising that such a practice, if it is improperly practiced, goes directly into the magic.

"Is this Jiandian really cultivating?"

Lin Yuzhen had seen a residual picture and stared at it.

"Jiangge is not going to deceive everyone with fake swordsmanship. The people here are the peaks of the swords of the major stars. You can see the clues at a glance. The swordsmanship should be these murals. However, how to practice, the average person is honest It's hard to see, "Ning Chen responded.

"Brother Ning, what can you see?" Lin Yuzhen said.

"currently there is not"

Ning Chen should say one by one, one by one, the mural on the stone wall is remembered in his mind, only half a day, too late to think carefully, write down first.

Aside, Lin Yuzhen watched the former's eyes shift constantly, flashing different colors in his eyes, so fast, can you remember anything?

For nearly two hours, Ning Chen never said a word again, and focused on the murals on the stone walls, one by one, no matter whether they were incomplete or complete, without missing half.

Lin Yuzhen followed, and the shock in her eyes grew stronger and stronger. She knew that Ning Gongzi was definitely not an arrogant man. He dared to move forward so quickly, indicating that he had written down all these murals.

This is not ordinary text and classics. The tricks on these murals are complicated and cause headaches. Even those geniuses who never forget it, I am afraid it is difficult to write down a few.

Two hours later, Ning Chen finally stopped and rubbed his aching temple, closed his eyes slightly, and said tiredly, "His Royal Highness, how many pictures do you have to help?"

Lin Yuzhen glanced behind her and said, "There are still more than 3,000 images."

Ning Chen nodded, then there wasn't much left. The sword **** of the sword pavilion was really complicated and it was a headache.

"Brother Ning, if you are too tired, just take a break," Lin Yuzhen said softly.

"Time is running out"

Ning Chen shook his head and said, "I'll be fine right away at sunset. Your Highness is helping to guard your surroundings. The three pavilion masters let us be careful, it should mean something."

"Ok"

Lin Yuzhen nodded.

After a short pause, Ning Chen dared not delay, and continued to remember the sword moves on the stone wall.

A little bit of time passed, and the third hour would be exhausted. Outside, the sun went west, and half a day was about to pass.

In front of the Sword Grotto, Jing Flawless stepped forward, looking at the sunset to the west, and stopped.

Time is coming, I hope those two haven't happened.

In the sword cave, thousands of murals were carved on the stone wall in disorder, and nineteen strong men on the peak of the sword watched while walking towards the depths of the cave.

The increasingly heavy sword pressure makes it hard to breathe. In front, Ning Chen remembers the mural on the side, and his spirit is highly concentrated. I don't know when, all the red clothes are soaked, almost like a fierce battle.

Aside, Lin Yuzhen's face was worried. She was very clear that it was definitely not an easy task to write down these complicated and incomplete sword moves.

At the same time, above the sword pavilion, in the illusory space, Mei Wuhen stood still and closed his eyes to realize the sword.

At this moment, the void stirred, and a cold and incomparable Qianying walked out, looking at the person in front of him, and said indifferently, "Sister, why do you let those people enter the sword cave, don't you really worry about the leakage of the sword code? ? "

"What can I worry about?"

Mei Wuhen opened his eyes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ said indifferently, "The second sister will not know how difficult it is to practice the sword ritual. We haven't fully realized it for hundreds of years, and those people can only see the sword moves. There is no sword-style mentality, forcibly practicing will only get rid of evil, and the tribulation will never be restored. "

Speaking of which, Mei Wuhen didn't continue to talk any more, and looked away, looking forward, and said lightly, "Where are the three girls? Half a day should be up, it's time to bring them out"

"Sanmei has gone"

Shui Wuyue responded, and the figure faded away, disappearing from the unreal space.

Outside the Jian Cave, the setting sun was down, Jing Wuliang took a light breath, just about to walk into the Jian Cave, suddenly, his expression suddenly changed.

But at this moment, within the sword cave, Wan Jian was in a vertical and horizontal direction, and a powerful sword pressure oscillated, one after another, the sword's meaning surged, shaking the whole sword pavilion.

In the deepest part of the Sword Cave, before the last three murals, the figure in red flew out, hitting the stone wall at the back, spitting out blood, staining the ground under the red.