My understanding is against the heavens, I create a family of villains with longevity

"Chai Qingchi, the great master of swordsmanship in the Chai family of Youzhou!"

Shan Yang raised his head and looked into the sky. The old man in blue, who came with a sword from thousands of miles away and split the vast sea of ​​clouds, spoke with a solemn expression.

"Chai Qingshan has already broken through to the realm of the True Self, condensed the existence of his own swordsmanship seeds, and has even reached the third level of the True Self. Why are you here to join in the fun?"

Shan Yang couldn't help but shook his head.

This chance battle itself is already extremely competitive. Now, if there is a great master of swordsmanship in the Shingo realm, isn't this bullying?

"Brother Shan is more optimistic. This kind of inheritance battle is not entirely about cultivation. Opportunity and luck are equally important. Otherwise, what else would everyone do? It just depends on whoever has the higher cultivation level and gets the inheritance. You are right. Isn't that right?" Xu Li comforted with a smile.

Time passed slowly.

Several more people arrived at Tianchuan Mountain one after another, causing a sensation.

One of them attracted everyone's attention with his grand ostentation.

He was a young man in rich attire, his own cultivation level was not very high, he was probably only around the fifth level of Fugue.

But beside him, not only were the four swordsmen at the peak of the divine movement accompanying him, but there was also a protector whose cultivation had also reached the Zhenwu realm, accompanying him all the way!

According to Shan Yang, this person is the young sect leader of Haori Sword Sect in Yunzhou, and his status is extremely noble.

The Haori Sword Sect, looking at the entire Dongxuan Territory, is ranked among the top three among the swordsmen sects!

Although there is no Great Immortality Realm in the sect, there is an ancestor of the Ultimate Peak Realm sitting in charge!

In terms of strength, compared to the Ziwei Chen family where Chen Zhixing lives, it is no less impressive!

Suddenly, the entire Tianchuan Mountain was filled with undercurrents, as if a mountain rain was about to come.

That night.

Shan Yang and others set up a bonfire, chatting casually, waiting for the birth of the inheritance place of the sword god.

"Hey, my mother has told me since I was little that only by enduring hardship can one become a master."

"But when I got older, I realized that my mother-in-law has suffered a lot of hardships, so there will be endless hardships!"

Shan Yang took out a pot of wine from somewhere, drank it rather depressed, and said.

Xu Li nodded in agreement and said with a wry smile: "Yes, I used to think that hard work is a compliment, but now that I have practiced, I realize that when others praise you for your hard work, it's because they really don't have anything to praise you for. Well, I can only use the word "hard work" to praise me in an awkward and yet polite manner."

"Hard work is nothing compared to talent."

"Well, I didn't expect that Brother Xu would see him like this! It should all come to light!"

Shan Yang's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he handed the wine bottle in his hand to Xu Li who was standing aside. Then he looked towards the top of Tianchuan Mountain and clicked his tongue with some envy:

"This world is so cruel. The location where some people are born is a mountain that ordinary people like us with no background will never be able to climb in our lifetime.

Just like the young master of the Haori Sword Sect, his talent is not that great. However, he has a good background and has been provided with all kinds of heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and miraculous elixirs since he was born. We are still struggling to figure out the way of swordsmanship alone. At that time, people already had several great masters of swordsmanship personally teaching them.

How does this compare? It's totally incomparable. "

Speaking of this, Shan Yang looked at Chen Zhixing, who was watching his nose and heart, and asked casually: "Brother Bai, why are you silent? Why don't you say a few words?"

Chen Zhixing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "In my opinion, Brother Shan is indeed right, but the world is like this. It would be unreasonable if someone else's three generations of hard work were lost to your ten years of hard work. no?"

After a pause, Chen Zhixing said: "The reason why people can enjoy blessings now is because their ancestors have endured the hardships for them. If you suffer a little more now, future generations will naturally have the opportunity to enjoy your blessings."

"Bah! For those with strong talents, one day of practice can equal your hundred days of hard work. Others can break through like drinking water. No matter how hard you try, you just can't break through. Does this have anything to do with enduring hardship?"

Shan Yang shook his head and said: "Brother Bai, I can see that you come from a good family and have never experienced the dangers of the spiritual world, so you can say such things calmly."

"right."

Chen Zhixing nodded noncommittally, not dwelling on this meaningless argument, and turned to look silently in the direction of Tianchuan Mountain.

Today, there are hundreds of sword cultivators gathered in Tianchuan Mountain.

But in fact, there were only two or three people who really threatened him.

A great master of swordsmanship, Chai Qingchi!

A protector of the Haori Sword Sect!

There was another mysterious strongman who had never shown up, but Chen Zhixing sensed the aura of the True My Realm.

"We can't waste any more time. We have to find a way to lure these people away and then enter the place of inheritance."

Chen Zhixing's eyes flickered and he kept thinking.

At the same time, Shan Yang and Xu Li continued to talk about the principles of life.

And the woman named Bai Ling kept surrounding the swordsman A Liang, asking for help.

For Bai Ling, when she came to Tianchuan Mountain this time, she had no hope at all for the so-called inheritance place of the Sword God.

She only hopes to find a Qianlong with extraordinary potential or a person from a prominent family here to be her Taoist companion, thus changing her destiny as the bottom of the cultivation world.

And the taciturn swordsman A Liang is the final target she has been looking for for a long time!

The night gradually thickens.

In the blink of an eye, it was already midnight.

"Sir, I think it's better for me to go to the other side to cause a sensation and attract attention, while you go to the inheritance place of Lord Sword God, how about that?"

A cold voice from the Royal Sister sounded in Chen Zhixing's mind.

"That's okay."

Chen Zhixing thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay! Master, please remember that the inheritance place of Lord Sword God is located southeast of Tianchuan Mountain. Three hundred steps back, there is a corner cave. After entering the cave, you can see seventy-three branching paths. Master, choose Walking into the 34th path, you will see a shallow pool with water. There is a cluster of Polygonum reed leaves growing next to the shallow pool. If you push it aside, you will see a protruding bluestone. Press the bluestone and the cave wall will appear. It will open on its own, and the young master will be waiting for me in front of the stone wall."

Qingzhi finished speaking quickly and said a little uneasily: "Master, have you remembered it well?"

"Remember it." Chen Zhixing nodded.

"Okay, let's get started." Qingzhi smiled slightly.

"Um."

Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed and he immediately walked away from the bonfire until he reached an uninhabited corner.

laugh!

The Qingzhi Sword was unsheathed silently, and the next moment it instantly penetrated into the ground, and quickly shot towards the northwest of Tianchuan Mountain.

Looking at Qing Zhijian's leaving figure, Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed.

The next moment, he walked towards the southeast of Tianchuan Mountain without hesitation.

Not long after Chen Zhixing left.

boom! ! !

A sword light soaring into the sky instantly lit up from the northwest corner of Tianchuan Mountain, blooming in the vast night sky.

In an instant!

Hundreds of sword cultivators on Tianchuan Mountain all raised their heads and looked up at the same time, their pupils shrinking violently.

"The treasure is born!"

"The place of inheritance has been opened?!"

"Go, go, go!"

"Hahaha, the inheritance of the ancient sword god, someone from our side is here!"

"This opportunity must belong to me!!"

Bang——!

Tianchuan Mountain, which was originally quiet in the night, suddenly rumbled and shook!