Sword God

"The assessment of a formal disciple is divided into several steps, or several conditions must be met at the same time." One of the three elders said, facing Chen Zong: "The first is age, the second is blood, the third is cultivation, The fourth is strength. Only when these four conditions are met at the same time can they pass the test and become formal disciples. "

Another elder immediately took a mirror. The mirror was bronze and smooth on the side, as if it could reflect everything, and it looked like a cloud, and there were countless hollow patterns on the back. It was very mysterious and contained infinite mystery.

"This mirror, called the Xiaohun Sky Mirror, is an imitation of the legendary treasure Haunting Sky Mirror. Brother Chen should not underestimate it because it is an imitation." Yu Zhengxiao explained with a smile.

"Yes, although the small armoured sky mirror is just an imitation, it is also a rare treasure. As long as you drop a drop of blood on it, you can understand its mystery." The elder who took the small armoured sky mirror laughed.

When Chen Zong heard the words, he nodded, stretched out a finger to cut through, and squeezed out a drop of red blood that was like a flawless gem, and fell like the most exquisite red jade beads.

"So pure blood."

When the three elders saw it, they were all amazed. This represented that Chen Zong had tempered his blood to a very amazing level, and also represented Chen Zong's martial arts foundation, which was very solid.

A click, a very crisp sound, sounded from the small muddy sky mirror, but the blood beads did not splash away, but spread out naturally, instantly covering the entire mirror surface, and then slowly penetrated into the mirror.

A pale red light emerged from the inside of the small armillary sky mirror, and the hollow pattern behind the ears of the small armillary sky mirror seemed to come alive, like a dragon and snake dancing, dazzling, the three elders and Yu Zhengxiao both Staring at the mirror carefully, Chen Zong followed.

Gradually, when the blood light was restrained, the font slowly appeared on the muddy mirror surface, and the words one by one attracted everyone.

Age: twenty-six.

Bloodline: Terran, Normal.

The simple words, however, show part of Chen Zong's information.

"Brother Chen, you are only twenty-six years old." Yu Zhengxiao stared at Chen Zong with wide eyes, very surprised: "You are better than I thought."

"Three elders, Master Chen's strength is not inferior to me." Yu Zhengxiao turned to the three elders.

"What!" The three elders heard the words, all of them shaken, and their faces changed greatly.

Who is Yu Zhengxiao?

Yu Zhengxiao is the first disciple of the core disciples of Cang Yushan. Within the entire Taiyuan Tianzong, among his peers, there is less than ten such a person with the strength of Yu Zhengxiao. It is shocking that one's strength is not weaker than that of midnight.

Then the three elders thought of another point, even more frightened.

If you remember correctly, Yu Zhengxiao's age should be twenty-eight years old, and Chen Zong's son was 26 years old after being identified by a small armillary sky mirror.

Xiao Hun's sky mirror has never made a mistake, that is, Chen Zong's real age is 26 years old.

It is two years younger than Zhengxiao, but his strength is not inferior to Zhengxiao, which may represent a more amazing potential than Zhengxiao.

Suddenly, the three elders took in the air, looking at Chen Zong's eyes, it seemed that there were turbulent waves.

"Yu Zhengxiao, it's not that I wait to question, but that this matter is important. Are you sure that Chen Zong's strength is not weaker than you?" One of the three elders said with a solemn face.

"Yes." Yu Zhengxiao seemed to think of something and nodded solemnly to answer.

"Chen Zong, now you are facing Xiaohun Tianjing, telling you where you came from? Why come Taiyuan Tianzong?" The elder who took Xiao Yuntianjing took a deep breath, and solemnly addressed Chen. Zong said.

"I came from Chaotian Island and joined Taiyuan Tianzong to better practice and pursue a stronger path." Chen Zong took a deep breath and stood in front of Xiaohun Tianjing, whose blood flashed on him. , Reflected the silhouette of Chen Zongna * solemn.

As Chen Zong's words sounded and fell, like a stone falling into the water, waves of ripples spread out on the small muddy sky mirror, distorting the figure reflected on it.

Immediately, the ripple gradually became subtle, and then restrained, Chen Zong's reflection appeared clearly.

What Chen Zong actually meant was not clear, but Yu Zhengxiao and the three elders were relieved.

"Drop a drop of blood on the small armillary sky mirror, and the small armillary sky mirror will identify the age and blood veins, and within a certain period of time, the owner of the blood will stand in front of the small armillary sky mirror to answer the question. It will break. "Yu Zhengxiao explained.

Chen Zong also understood that his reflection was clearly displayed, indicating that he had not lied.

This little muddy sky mirror is really amazing.

The assessment method of Taiyuan Tianzong's formal disciples is also very magical.

"We Taiyuan Tianzong only recruits human races as disciples. If someone has a special bloodline, it is better." An elder explained: "Ask the origin and purpose to prevent people with ulterior motives from sneaking in."

"Chen Zong, now you have passed three assessments, and only the last assessment is left, but it is a matter of great importance. I have circulated to the owner."

"Cang Yushan Lord!" Chen Zong was surprised.

Cang Yu Shan is respected by the master of the mountain. If Cang Yu Shan is compared to a martial art, then the master of Cang Yu Shan is the master of the martial arts.

"Shan Lord answered, let me wait to go to Cang Yu Dian." The elder who summoned the Shan Lord received an echo and said excitedly.

Elders like their level, it is also very difficult to usually see the owner of the mountain.

The Seven Mountains of Taiyuan Tianzong can be regarded as elders as long as they are extraordinary powers, but the elders at the extreme level are the lowest-ranking group and the largest number, even the identity of the secret disciple. Higher than them.

The elders at the level of the terrestrial spirit have a much higher status and enjoy a lot of rights. Some of them sit outside and manage core disciples and secret disciples. Therefore, on the status, the secret disciples are before the elders of the terrestrial spirit. All have to be respectful.

As for the elders at the level of Heaven and Xuan Realm, there are very few. Each one is a real elder in power, such as Elder Cang Xuan in the middle of the night.

A young warrior from an island in the sea is younger than Zhengxiao, but his strength is not inferior to Zhengxiao, and he is qualified to be called by the host of Cang Yushan.

Of course, whether to call him depends entirely on the intention of the Lord Cang Yushan. If he does not call, the Lord Cang Yushan will often order an elder from the heavens to come forward.

The three elders, Yu Zhengxiao and Chen Zong rushed to the highest peak of Cang Yu Dian.

The Cang Yu Dian is gray and white, with some strange shapes. It is high and low, as if tilted. It looks like the outline of wings spread from the side, but it does not give people a sense of surprise, but it is very harmonious and natural.

The temple door was wide open. When Chen Zong stepped out of the front foot and entered it, he felt an indescribable feeling. The heaven and earth aura was extremely rich and pure, and it contained many mysteries. It seemed that as long as you calm down and come to understand, you can Obvious gain.

Following this, several eyes fell on Chen Zong together, bringing unparalleled pressure to Chen Zong by the air, and Chen Zong's footsteps seemed to freeze.

After a few short breaths, Chen Zongfang stepped forward again, and his hind foot stepped into it. Immediately, the terrible pressure disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

Deep in the center of the Cang Yu Hall, there is a figure sitting on a huge chair like a flying feather. The figure's face is a bit fuzzy, but the breath exudes, giving Chen Zong a kind of majesticness, heavy and light. It has to feel like flying away.

Very contradictory and wonderful.

At the bottom left is another figure, whose face is also a bit vague, but Chen Zong can feel that they are staring at their own eyes, as if they want to see themselves through.

"Meet the Lord of the Mountain and Elder Cangming." Yu Zhengxiao and the three elders bowed down and saluted.

"Meet the two predecessors." Chen Zong has not yet officially joined Cang Yushan, so he is commensurate with his predecessors.

"Here is the small armillary mirror." Lord Cang Yushan said, his voice seemed a bit old and young, as if two people were talking at the same time, mixing stress, it sounded strange.

The small armillary sky mirror flew out of the air and fell into the hands of the master of Cang Yushan, only to see his fingers lightly, the mirror surface spread out layers of ripples, the previous information and so on reproduced.

"Your name is Chen Zong, let me see your strength." Cang Yushan put away Xiaohun sky mirror, and said: "Yu Zhengxiao, fight with him by ten percent."

"Yes, Lord of the Mountain." After Yu Zhengxiao bowed and saluted, he pulled out the long knife and shot out a pale blade of light. The blade of light was highly condensed, as if countless knife-air blades were compressed in it. If you look carefully, then You can see that there is something flowing in the knife light, and that kind of flow makes the knife light more and more tyrannical.

This is just a common knife, but it is also a knife that Yu Zhengxiao successfully managed to cut.

Draw a sword!

Jianguang shook the sky, illuminating the surroundings, such as the same round of the sun and a round of bright moon side by side, the sun and the moon are shining, condensed into a cross sword light ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ as if the Cang Yu Dian is divided into four petals, Beheaded to that pale blade of light.

The sword light shattered, the sword light collapsed, and turned into countless rays of light disappearing around. I don't know when, the dense squeal of sharp swords will continue to sound, thousands of fires will surround the sky, and bursts of fire will continue to spurt the starlight in the Cangyu Hall. Dazzling.

That was when Chen Zong and Yu Zhengxiao broke out at full speed, approaching each other, using a sublime swordsmanship.

This battle was more thorough and incisive than the previous one, and it also allowed Chen Zong and Yu Zhengxiao to better understand each other's strength.

The half-step sword posture made each of Chen Zong's swords take on an astonishing mighty power, and each sword made Yu Zhengxiao feel as if a huge invisible sword followed him.

And Chen Zong was also surprised by Yu Zhengxiao's realm of swordsmanship, which was only one step away from comprehending the half-step sword power.

In addition, Yu Zhengxiao's sword contains a very powerful force, different from the pseudo-spiritual force, stronger than the pseudo-spiritual force, rigid and unforgiving.

The host of Cang Yushan did not speak, neither Chen Zong nor Yu Zhengxiao stopped.