Although Wanjianmen is inconspicuous in Zhongzhou and can only be a small sect, there is one thing that cannot be compared with the entire Zhongzhou, that is, there are more swords, and the history of swords is relatively long. net On the top of the mountain where the sect is located, there are swords everywhere in the place where the weeds are overgrown, and these swords have experienced cruel battles, and then they have been beaten by the wind and rain, and the erosion of the years, the edge is no longer there, some are rusty, some are broken, and they are forgotten, and they cry from time to time in the wind.
Chu Yang walked on the ramp, looking at the swords all over the mountains, he felt like a mass grave, but it was just the sword that was buried, and he was faintly a little sad.
Who used to be in the hands of these swords, what kind of brilliant achievements they had, and how they fell to this place, I believe the story must be very exciting and helpless.
The sky was getting darker, Chu Yang walked in the wind, he could feel the sadness, his heart was touched for a while, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Do you feel it too" Murong Tianxue looked a little gloomy on the side, and continued: "In Zhongzhou, a place where the strong are respected, everyone is climbing up, stepping on the bones of the loser, and every sword here is a sword master who has been completely defeated and fallen here, these swords have lost their former edge with the defeat of their masters, and they sleep here quietly, waiting for a new master to wake them up one day." ” "The rules of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, you can only get started if you find your own sword here" Chu Yang looked at the countless swords, the corners of his mouth flashed with a smile, he did not despise these broken copper and iron that were no longer sharp, I believe that the cold ice sword in Murong Tianxue's hand, as well as the thunder sword in Jiang Heng's hand, were also found here.
Maybe every sword here is not a divine weapon, but every sword has spirituality, has its own characteristics, and is absolutely extraordinary, Chu Yang can feel a faint breath, although it is not powerful, but it has an obsession and unwillingness.
"Well, let's see which of you is related to me."
After saying this, Chu Yang clasped his arms with both hands, closed his eyes tightly, quieted himself, and began to feel with his heart.
"Can you do it, can you get the approval of these swords" Murong Tianxue watched quietly, skeptical of Chu Yang, there is a famous sword buried here in the Zhongzhou Continent for thousands of years, and it has followed the master to gallop the world, and has an amazing record, even if it is defeated, it is not so easy to recognize the new master.
Chu Yang felt the wind, relaxed his body and mind, let his consciousness slowly go blank, and didn't think about anything, as if he wanted to blend in here, as if he was in this land.
"Okay, see how long it takes you."
Murong Tianxue suddenly became interested, wanting to see how talented Chu Yang was, these swords were very picky, if the new master was not presentable, they would rather be abandoned here.
The wind blew gently, the earth was solemn, Chu Yang stood in the heaven and the earth, let the time pass, he was completely immersed, and everything around him was completely unconcerned.
"It's been a long time, can you do it?"
Murong Tianxue couldn't help but sigh as she sat on the side, she began to lose interest, she was really not interested in watching a person like wood standing there stupidly and motionless.
Time passed little by little, there was no progress, and no sword responded, but Chu Yang did not give up, he knew that he had to be patient to get the approval of these famous swords, so he simply sat on the ground, sat cross-legged, and began to fight a protracted battle.
"Hey, I said not today, tomorrow, the sun is about to set, I have to go back to eat."
Just after Murong Tianxue finished saying this, suddenly the wind rose violently, blowing wildly on the earth, the wind and clouds in the sky changed, and the dark clouds pressed down.
An unusual aura interfered with the surroundings, and there was a fierce intent, and all the swords were contending, and they seemed to be all excited, and they were all excited.
Feeling the sound transmitted in the wind, Chu Yang heard it, faintly heard a faint call, and with a strong unwillingness, it touched Chu Yang's heart little by little, making him stunned.
"Where, where" Chu Yang opened his eyes suddenly, and his gaze began to scan.
"No, with such a strong aura, this is definitely close to a divine soldier."
Murong Tianxue had also experienced it, and there was no such atmosphere when she woke up the Cold Ice Sword, and at this moment she was terrified in her heart.
"That's right, it's you" Chu Yang jumped out and came to a rusty and unrecognizable sword, his heart was surging, it was this sword that gave him a response and summoned him here.
At this time, it seemed that they all knew what was about to be born, and all the swords around them let out an unprecedented shock, and they actually reacted more fiercely than Chu Yang.
And inside the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, Murong Gu looked at the changing scene in the sky, and also felt an unusual aura, as well as the strong roar of ten thousand swords, secretly shocked what Chu Yang had done, what kind of sword had reappeared for him, "Come on, you must have waited a long time."
Chu Yang grabbed the hilt of the sword, and it was difficult to hide his excitement, this kind of weapon was really a dream.
However, when Chu Yang lifted it up hard, his face changed, and he didn't succeed in pulling out this sword, and even transmitted a force from the sword to break free of his hand, and this sword seemed to be resisting himself.
"It's kind of funny."
Chu Yang also began to be more serious, using his strength to eat milk in various ways, he tried to pull out this self-willed sword, but the results ended in failure, but he was so tired that he was panting and sweating.
Murong Tianxue, who was watching from the sidelines, felt angry and funny: "Stupid, how can this kind of sword be easily obtained by you, you have to express it, pat yourself on the back or something." ” "It doesn't have to be."
Chu Yang rolled up his sleeves, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he regained his grip on the hilt of the sword, and said resolutely: "What kind of sword are you, what kind of past you have, I don't care, I can feel your strong unwillingness, you still want to fight, you don't want to be buried here, then you have to believe me." ” "Be my soldier, fight side by side with me, I will never let you down, I will do what I say, so don't resist, don't hesitate, it's now, come out for me."
Chu Yang roared and pulled out the sword with the power of thunder.
"No, this guy really did."
Murong Tianxue's face changed color, a little incredulous, and then there was anticipation, she really wanted to see what kind of sword Chu Yang pulled out.
When the sword reappeared in heaven and earth, the wind stopped, the dark clouds were dispersed, the power of this sword shocked heaven and earth, and even made Chu Yang feel the continuous power transmitted in his hand, this sword is recognizing the lord and establishing a connection with himself.
"Okay, I can't be stingy, right?"
Chu Yang was so excited that he cut his fingers and dripped blood on the sword, and the effect was immediate.
The rust on the sword body cracked and peeled off little by little, and the sharp sword qi and light revealed cracks, and the powerful aura was as terrifying as the ocean, and at this moment Chu Yang was very sure that he had picked up the treasure.
With the last loud bang, all the rust was completely shattered, and a sword shining with silver light was tightly held in Chu Yang's hand, and after absorbing Chu Yang's blood, a blood-red spell appeared on the sword, and it even jumped a little weirdly.
Chu Yang waved it casually, there was no special power, but he felt that this sword seemed to be in the same qi as himself, and his own cultivation was connected with this sword, if he fully swung his cultivation, it was really a very ideal blade.
Then the next problem is to choose a good name for this sword, Chu Yang began to use his brain, thinking about how to choose a powerful and domineering name, which can deter others when he hears it.
Just when Chu Yang wanted to break his scalp and make a difficulty, suddenly sixteen words appeared on the sword body, "Heaven and earth are yellow, ten thousand ways are unbounded, ten thousand ways are broken, and there is no way to break" "This is" Chu Yang knew that this was a message from the sword to himself, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and patted his head: "Okay, you will be called Wandao Xuanjian in the future." ” There was a sound of swords, looking extremely excited, it seemed that this sword liked this name very much, and Chu Yang was even happier, with such a blade, the distance between himself and Yao Yue was one step closer.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to find you a scabbard worthy of it."
Chu Yang began to make trouble again, Wandao Xuanjian was so picky, he definitely didn't like to stay in an ordinary scabbard, but where would he go to find an unusual scabbard for a while, I don't know if Wanjianmen has it.
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However, at this moment, something surprising happened again, Wan Dao Xuan suddenly burst out of a dazzling silver light, although Chu Yang couldn't open his eyes, he could also feel that this sword was integrating into his body little by little, this guy actually wanted to hide in his body, and the man and the soldier were one.
When the Wandao Xuanjian was completely integrated, Chu Yang took a deep breath, feeling comfortable all over his body, and his spirit was a hundred times greater, and then there was a powerful qi running in his body, which was simply full of strength.
"Looks like you're lucky to awaken such a good sword."
Murong Tianxue walked over and reluctantly expressed an affirmative attitude, but still kept a certain distance from Chu Yang.
"Thank you for being so generous to Wanjianmen, now that the test has passed, I have officially become a part of Wanjianmen, can I call you Senior Sister Murong."
Chu Yang had a hippie smile, and he was in a very good mood at this moment.
"Senior sister is not so easy to call, from now on, you follow me to cultivate, I am very strict, you had better be mentally prepared."
Murong Tianxue snorted, and after saying this, she flirted and twisted, showing a different style.
"Senior sister, don't worry, I'm the person who can endure hardships the most."
Chu Yang watched Murong Tianxue leave, his eyes kept staring at her swaying posture step by step, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help laughing, thinking about whether it would be twice the result with half the effort if he had a beautiful woman to accompany him in the future
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