In the lecture hall, the monk who had fainted earlier gradually became conscious.
They remembered the situation before they passed out, and they were probably slashed by sword qi on the head, bringing great oppression to the divine soul, and then their eyes were black.
Of course, the monks who had their heads shaved suffered even more.
Even if you are awake now, you will inevitably have headaches and bitterness.
Du Wenguang is one of the more obvious reactions in this headache army.
In fact, he didn't wake up naturally.
Instead, he was in a coma, forced to wake up by a severe headache.
When I woke up, I felt that my brains were cool and my brains were painful, which was a strange feeling that was rare in the world.
Hurriedly reached out to touch it, only to touch a big bald scoop.
Frightened, he opened his eyes and sat up.
The two hands rubbed back and forth on the head for a long time, and finally made sure that he had indeed been shaved into a large bald head.
The huge head looked terrifying in the palm of his hand, making him instantly have a premonition of the collapse of his appearance.
His eyes widened, and when he looked to the side, he saw many strange phenomena in the hall.
There are a lot of ordinary bald people with their own heads, and the two monks are staring at each other, their eyes are wide, their heads are bright, and their descriptions are ridiculous.
But he felt little comfort.
After thinking about it, I remembered my previous words, and probably understood why my head was shaved.
Li Han, Qi Ming, Shen Xian and others beside him had all woken up, but they had no intention of making fun of Du Wenguang's head.
Everyone looked around, and saw that there were more than 100 people hanging swords on their heads, and they also guessed that several people had missed the opportunity of the avenue, some regrets, some regrets, and some free and easy, so they did not make a detailed list one by one.
Shen Xian thought of his own situation, and secretly thought that since he broke up with Tang Xian, the opportunity always fell on him like raindrops, and he could always avoid them one by one. made him can't help but wonder if this magical power to avoid the fate of the Great Dao was secretly given by his own Zhenhai Beast.
I can't help but wonder if God is hinting at himself that the choice to break up was wrong.
Or, Tang Xian is the real opportunity for his own family.
He closed his eyes and sighed.
The good teaching dojo has now become like this.
Everyone is a little confused.
"It's not like a dojo."
"I've never seen anything like this before."
"It's a bit like the trial of a big sect."
Shen Xian looked at the amazing Burial Sword Tomb on the podium, and suddenly said, "That's how to find opportunities with their own abilities. ” The trials he was referring to were the secret realms set up by some super sects or large sects to train their own disciples.
In order to win people's hearts, there are often places reserved for affiliated sects.
Li Han and others did not have the opportunity to participate.
Shen Xian had entrusted Li Qingyun to arrange it, and had participated in the two trials of Chang Yuanzong and Yuelin Sect, so he had some understanding of the situation in between.
Everyone thought back to what Fang had just experienced, when the sword qi attacked their bodies, it did cause waves in their own knowledge, and it was very likely to be a chance to create, but it was a pity that everyone did not resist the oppressive power brought by the sword intent.
Looking to the side, he saw a sword on Wei Buer's head, and a sword qi swung out from the sword body, and went straight to the hidden sword mound, like a flying rainbow.
"Senior Brother Wei is deeply blessed" "The people who came to the dojo to practice in earnest were not left behind, but they asked a companion to pick up the bargain."
Someone's helplessness and resentment linger here for a long time and are difficult to dissipate.
Looking at the podium again, Li Yunjing's face was covered with a cloud of white mist, obviously not intending to show his true face.
Even if she had the appearance of a Nine Heavens Fairy, it was not something that these low-level disciples had the fate to see.
"It's really in vain."
Du Wenguang said bitterly in his heart.
So, looking at the mist, he sighed with the thousands of unblessed monks present.
As he spoke, he saw that dozens of more swords hanging above his head disappeared, and the monks under the swords fell to the ground and fainted.
When there were only more than ten swords left, I suddenly heard all the swords sound in unison, and the sword body shook together, shooting out a brilliant light, covering the person under the sword, and when the phantom shook, it disappeared in an instant.
Fuji looked up.
It seems that he is in a large hall with a strange structure.
There were more than a dozen monks from various sects beside him, all of whom were monks who still had swords hanging above their heads before.
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Zhang Jianfeng and Zang Jianyi are also among them.
After a closer inspection, I found that except for Zhang Jianfeng, the rest were all psychic realm monks.
The appearance of the main hall was clearly unfamiliar, but Fuji felt that the atmosphere here was very familiar, as if he had been here not long ago.
Looking around, there were more than a dozen huge swords stuck upside down in the corners of the main hall, half of which were pierced into the ground, inserting some ugly cracks into the ground.
In the center of the half-section of the sword body exposed above, there were more than ten teleportation light gates, and different sword intent breaths were faintly exuded from the light gates, some were domineering, some were fierce, some were gentle, some were majestic, some were dark and gloomy, and so on.
Except for Fuji, the rest of the people seem to be from sword cultivation.
Seeing this, their faces showed joy, and they all took out their own swords.
Stepping on the sword, he escaped to the light gates everywhere, and felt the sword intent that matched his own home.
I saw several streamers dancing in the main hall, and the sword flew with a whistling wind, which was full of momentum.
Zhang Jianfeng stepped on a blue light heavy sword, and the power of the underground bridge realm was full of heavy sword qi, which was the most eye-catching among the people present.
Although Tibetan Sword One only has the cultivation of the psychic realm, he stepped on more than ten silver light swords, and the aurora was electric between the shaking of the silver mang, and his momentum was not far from Zhang Jianfeng.
Fuji guessed that in addition to himself, these people were all rare monks with kendo talents, and said secretly in his heart: "It is said that among all the monks in this world, the attack power of the gifted sword cultivator is the most terrifying.
It's a pity that being a talented sword cultivator requires a lot of Zhenhai Beast origin, and Bi Fei doesn't seem to be good at this, and I probably don't have anything to do with sword cultivation in this life. ” While thinking about it, while observing the situation in the hall, thinking about the unusual things in the dojo this time, he suddenly thought: "Li Yunjing is a sword cultivator, and his true inheritance should also be passed on to the sword cultivation disciples, what are you recruiting me to do, I'm afraid that the person who comes will not be good." ” Thinking like this, he immediately became vigilant in his heart, wondering who wanted the true inheritance of this avenue, and he must have hid far away. was thinking about it, and suddenly heard Li Yunjing's cold voice outside the main hall: "There are tests in the teleportation light gate in the hall, and each has its own fate, so you can choose one place, and the first to pass the test will get my true inheritance."
The voice fell, and the sword was still in mid-air, and everyone adjusted their directions, scrambling to rush to the light gates everywhere.
Zhang Jianfeng saw that everyone was scrambling, but he was very calm, thinking that since this Li Dashuai had set up this light array with different sword intents, there was always a deep meaning in it.
It is not necessarily the weakest sword intent that is the easiest to pass.
It is also very possible that her old man intends to let me choose the one that suits my sword intent.
Thinking about it, his eyes fell on the light gate that exuded the aura of heavy swords to the east, his face sank, and he fled straight towards the sword.
There was already one person in front of him, and he was about to plunge headlong into the light gate.
"Get out of the way," Zhang Jianfeng shouted.
When the man heard this, he knew that this gate had been favored by the only Diqiao Realm monk in the field, and his whole body trembled, and the next moment he sped up his speed, and he was only a stone's throw away from the light gate.
Zhang Jianfeng snorted coldly, his eyes were sharp, and with a flick of the heavy sword under his feet, a thick sword qi instantly arrived, rolling the person several zhang away, slamming into the wall of the main hall, and fainting.
Only then did he stabilize his body and escape into the gate of light without hurrying.
Near the middle of the main hall, a teleportation light gate exuded the most gentle sword intent aura, and the first hidden sword and the other eight sword cultivators hid in the sword light and fled towards it at the same time.
"Choose one place each" Li Yunjing's voice came again, with an unquestionable tone.
Halfway through the conversation, the Tibetan sword was ready early in the morning, and he silently said "disperse" in his heart Several silver light swords around his body turned into silver streamers, attacking several sword cultivators who were fleeing side by side at the same time.
He was at full speed, standing alone at the forefront of several escapes.
When the sword cultivators saw the silver light coming, they each made their divine powers resist, and the five of them were blocked by a sword.
Of the remaining three, two struck the silver sword aside, but their bodies were hindered and they couldn't shoot their horses.
The last person seemed to possess a rare sword escape technique, and passed directly through the silver sword light.
In an instant through the sword light, the speed of escape was suddenly faster than before, as if he could use the power of the sword light to speed up.
Immediately, it passed through the sword light of the hidden sword one, and the speed was even faster.
Only in an instant, it was the last to come first, and it was at the forefront.
That's it, there is still the power to fight back.
In an instant, this person sent out a secret sword aura at the hidden sword, brushing the opponent's body, and almost succeeded.
Sword escape is also a rare magic power in the monk world, probably the monk's body is completely integrated into the sword, the body and sword are one, and it is still known for its speed.
It is rarely involved in general exercises, and most of them can be cultivated with the help of special Zhenhai beast powers.
Since this person has such magical powers, it is far beyond the reach of others, and he has already arrived at the door of the teleportation light array, and half of his body has not entered the light gate, and he is about to be completed.
But before the color on his face appeared, another ray of light had already preempted the entrance.
In the next moment, his whole person was forced out of the light gate, and then the color of the light array suddenly dimmed.
The sword intent aura that overflowed here disappeared without a trace, leaving only half of the huge cold sword body upside down in front of him.
He stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and he couldn't believe his eyes.
There seemed to be the last words that the hidden sword said to him before it penetrated into the light gate.
"I just need to be number one."
The figure is not there, but the aftermath is endless.
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Li Yunjing's voice couldn't stop the tea effort, and the rest of the people had already chosen their favorite light array, and there was only Wei Buji left in the main hall.
There is only one last sword intent light gate left.
Fuji lingered near the Light Gate, but never fled into it.
There seemed to be an indescribable sword intent pouring out of the light gate, and the space near the light gate had a slightly writhing aura, as if it was in line with the space of his own candle two.
If the owner of this dojo wasn't Li Yunjing, he might really think that his fate had arrived.
But now, "who rarely gets the true legend of this devil" So far, he is still holding on to luck.
I hope that Li Yunjing really wants to find a kendo heir, and then let himself go with an indifferent attitude. was strolling outside the light gate, and heard Li Yunjing ask coldly from outside the main hall: "Why don't you go in?"
The voice was ear-filling, as if this demon was beside him.
Fujiqiang calmed down: "I wanted to go, but I was robbed by others."
It's too late, so let's not fight. ” I heard Li Yunjing sneer.
In mid-air, a palm phantom waved, and with a slap, it slammed Fuji into the door of light.
Your uncle's.
I scolded in my heart.
When I opened my eyes again, I was already in front of me, and there was a void space where I was alone.
Hundreds of feet away, there is a vast white fog.
Within a hundred zhang, there was a light stone shining on the top of his head, and a white light sword with a second-order aura hung directly below the gem.
Just as he was pondering what this meant, suddenly a fog rolled and surged in the distance, and soon a faceless figure condensed.
Stepping on the clouds and mist, he fled to this side, stretched out his hand, and took the white light sword into his hand.
The misty man's arm shook, and the white light sword suddenly swirled, circling in mid-air, and swung a sword ray at Fuji.
This move came unquickly, the momentum was mediocre, and it flashed easily.
The second sword of the White Light Sword had already arrived, but Fuji suddenly thought in his heart: "This demon said that the first to pass the test will be the true inheritance, does it imply that he must defeat the fog man?"
At that moment, he didn't use all his strength, only controlled the Shadow Wind Dragon Sword, and then used the turning technique, trying to only dodge and not block.
I think I can take it off for a while, and when others get the top, my own house will be safe.
Unexpectedly, another sword qi swung from the fog man, which made him stunned.
"Yuanming Sword Qi" In his confusion, the Fog Man swung his sword again.
Looking at the method of oscillating acupuncture points and sword body, it is clear that it is the Yuanming sword technique.
"What the hell is she doing?"
He subconsciously swung his sword to resist, and he also made a miracle to use the Yuanming sword trick.
Fight the fog people to one place.
At the beginning, his own family still had the upper hand, and he deliberately delayed the wartime, but still retained some skills.
But the sword technique of the fog people became more and more pure, and later, I didn't know which monk's exercises were integrated into the Yuanming sword technique, and the power became more and more amazing.
The more Fuji fights, the harder he struggles, the more he feels that something is not quite right.
But seeing that in the Mist Man's sword moves, a trace of killing intent has been inadvertently revealed.
I felt a pang in my heart, and I wanted to drag it out no longer so that nothing would happen.
It's time to use all your strength against the enemy, but it seems to be too late.
The momentum of the fog man was already complete, and under the control of the white light sword, the sword body was extremely agitated, and it actually caused the surrounding space to distort and rotate.
The next sword swung out, and a subtle spatial crack followed, and with the swing of the sword, it also rushed towards Fuji at a rapid speed.
"Holy" Without a shock, the word "shrinkage" of the body turning technique was urged to the extreme, and the whole person was folded upside down at a right angle, which could be avoided by this trick.
After a few moments, the spatial crack crossed, and he was about to be cut in half.
Looking back at the fog man, he couldn't help but look surprised.
He knew that the other party's envoy was obviously the Yuanming Sword Technique, but he actually relied on the Sword Technique Shock Method to trigger the power of space, and this method was really mysterious.
"Li Yunjing mentioned before that there are more than ten teleportation light arrays in the hall, each with its own test, each with its own fate, it is difficult to become this set of methods to trigger the power of space with the Yuanming Sword Technique, it is my chance."
He pondered as he made the move.
According to what Candle said before leaving, the avenue that their clan is good at is the way of time and the way of space.
Time has passed, and there is no clue yet.
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As for the Dao of Space, because Candle Er was initially awakened by Candle with Kun Zhen's rejuvenation, rather than relying on his Dao comprehension, his connection with himself was very weak.
Therefore, at that time, the way of space was limited to a vague concept.
But with the spontaneous movement of his body and the frequent use of instantaneous supernatural powers, he seemed to be able to make perfect with practice, and he felt a little bit of the way.
Specifically, every time these two supernatural powers were activated, when the black and white scrolls absorbed mana, it seemed to be accompanied by a certain frequency of mana vibration.
He didn't really understand the principle before, but at this moment, seeing that the fog man was so controlling the Yuanming Sword Technique, he had some understanding.
At the moment, my heart was overjoyed, and I used all my power to do it.
Yuanming Sword Technique, "Raise the Wanghe Meander", Instantaneous, Turning Technique, Red Mang Blade, Shadow Wind Dragon Sword.
All kinds of skills have been integrated in his years of life and death, and his power is amazing, but he can only fight a draw with the fog man.
Of course, what he is thinking about at the moment is not to defeat the fog man.
Instead, from the subtleties of his moves, he got a glimpse of the other party's method of transforming the Yuanming Sword Technique.
Between the rotation of his mind, his spirit was focused to the extreme, and he refused to let go of a trace of the details of the fog man's sword.
In another void space, there was also a clearing surrounded by fog.
The Tibetan Sword wielded several silver light swords, frantically chasing a white mist figure in mid-air.
Diametrically opposed to the fierce offensive of Zang Jianyi, the fog man only controls one sword, the sword temperature swallows like water, Xu He is leisurely, but he does not fall into the wind at all, but sets off the helplessness of Zang Jianyi.
The battle with the Mist has been going on for an unknown amount of time.
The hidden sword went all out at the beginning, but no matter what tricks he used, the other party was always able to deal with it easily.
Since it is better to fight a tug-of-war, he has also changed from being eager to win to playing steadily and steadily, looking for flaws.
Fortunately, there was no abnormality in the rest of the light gates, and everyone was already in a bitter battle, which also proved that Li Yunjing's test was not simple.
After a little relief, the whole person aroused infinite fighting spirit again, and several silver rays flashed, and continued to fight desperately with the fog man.
Tibetan sword has always been the first.
For example, in the teaching dojo, he only sat in the first row.
For example, in the Dunhuang competition, he only wants to be the first.
But in fact, Zang Jianyi's qualifications and background did not provide him with the conditions to compete for the first place.
Although the Zhenhai Beast Sword Owl is powerful, the divine soul is not very compatible with the Zhenhai Beast, and the meridians are not very smooth, so it always takes more effort to absorb the aura.
Born in the small sect Huashan Sword Sect, he has been established for I don't know how many years, and the highest cultivation is the psychic realm.
The sect has no accumulation, no good exercises, no spirit gathering array, no elixir, and no competent master.
When he came to the northwest, he had no one to take care of, no one to take care of, no backstage, no help, and everything relied on his own efforts to survive.
It was under such difficult conditions that he shined in the Great Contest of Wasteland for two consecutive years.
Not only did he win the second place in the individual competition, but he also led his own team to win the second place, which was a miracle in the Northwest Army, which was full of strong opponents and strong enemies in the major sects.
It's a pity that the second is only the second, and it will never be the first.
He was extremely unwilling to do this, believing that his own efforts and skills were already in place, and compared to the first place, he was far inferior in cultivation resources.
The so-called first is from a super sect, protected by the stars and the moon, how can he compare Because of this, he is very obsessed with Li Yunjing's true biography of the Great Dao, and he is unusually eager for it.
"Li Dashuai is also a sword cultivator, Zhenhai Beast and I are both sword masters, and they are all on the path of mastering several swords, if I can get its true inheritance, even if it is one out of ten or two, within the psychic realm, there will be no opponent."
"The most important thing is that due to the limitations of my resources, there is little hope of breaking through the Ground Bridge Realm.
If there is a monk of the Heavenly and Human Realm as a master, the magic weapon, elixir, and practice will never be disadvantaged, and it will be easy to cross the earth bridge realm, and the future of the avenue is bright. ” He even had some suspicions that Li Yunjing's rotation was specially set for his family.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of the great opportunity for the two Zhenhai Beasts to be both sword owls The only thing that made him hesitate was that under Li Yunjing's sect, it was inevitable that he would join Chang Yuanzong, which meant that he had to break away from the Huashan Sword Sect.
Although his own family is only a small sect, as the saying goes, "children don't think their mothers are ugly, and dogs don't think they are poor", how can there be any reason to dislike them.
What's more, being able to step into the world of monks is also the grace of the master, thanks to the wisdom of the former master.
No matter how urgent the Huashan Sword Sect's net worth was, the investment in resources of the Tibetan Sword Sect had never shrunk at all.
He fought anxiously, his eyes staring into the air.
Several silver rays were urged to the extreme, illuminating the entire void space with light.
This set of second-order silver swords in mid-air that made his family shine in the Great Comparison of the Desolation was almost saved by the Huashan Sword Sect by smashing the pot and selling iron.
His nose was sore, and the image in his memory suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Senior, if you do well, sell me this magic horn."
This is the appearance of the master running around for himself and struggling to assemble the Zhenhai Beast Connecting Scroll; "Jian Yi, this is for you."
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This is the scene where the head of the sect hands over the only bottle of psychic pill in his hands; "Let's invite Senior Brother Zang first, we're not in a hurry."
This was the critical moment to break through the psychic realm, and the brothers in the sect had to let the spirit gathering array out one after another.
"I am the hope of the Huashan Sword Sect, and I am the disciple of the sect who is most likely to break through the Diqiao Realm."
He muttered to himself.
Thinking of this, it is like sitting on pins and needles.
For a while, I didn't dare to imagine that if I quit the Huashan Sword Sect, how the master, the master, and all the senior brothers would bear such a heavy blow.
The silver light in mid-air slowed down slightly, and its momentum gradually weakened, and the sword controlled by the fog man began to counterattack Wei Buji didn't know how long he had been fighting with the white light sword that the mist man wielded.
There were several fleeting spatial cracks flickering in the air, and everywhere there was a mortal danger that could make him fall at any time.
He had already given up the counterattack, and had taken the method of "Raising the Hope River" and the Turning Technique to the extreme.
The whole person is slippery and dexterous, like a loach flying in mid-air.
Half of the spirit was dodging the attack of the fog man, while the other half was concentrating on observing the other party's tricks and methods of using the Yuanming Sword Technique.
After a long battle, he has already gained a lot.
Just when he was full of joy and feeling, a figure in white suddenly flashed in the void space Thank you for the support of most of the Taoist friends who left a message yesterday.,For the time being, we will start to implement the method of combining two chapters into one chapter.,Let's continue for a while.。
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