Chapter 63 Sword Four

Yang Che heard this and felt that the old man had a very strange temper.

He wanted to say a few words in his heart, but the old man looked at him coldly and stopped thinking about it.

Standing in front of the old man at this moment, Yang Che felt that there was no secret at all in his body, as if everything could be seen through by the old man.

At this time, the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed, and a very thin light immediately fell on Yang Che's wrist.

"Double roots of darkness and thunder are indeed rare."

A trace of complex and incomprehensible brilliance flashed in the old man's eyes.

Then he said casually: "Show me the strongest spell you know."

After saying that, he simply raised his hand and waved, and a white curtain wall appeared in front of Yang Che.

"Try your best to hit this light curtain, don't hold back." The old man's voice was very serious.

Yang Che thought about it, and immediately played the "Ice Arrow Technique", and then played the "Fireball Technique", and hit the white curtain wall with all his strength.

The two spells he cast landed on the light curtain wall, just like a dragonfly skimming the water, with almost no ripples.

"That's it?"

The old man's expression was quite wonderful, as if he was a little surprised.

The old man's tone immediately made Yang Che feel quite unconvinced.

He was about to take out the flying fire needle to try it, but the old man seemed to have seen through his thoughts in advance and sneered: "Forget about using magic tools and talismans. No matter how powerful the magic tools and talismans are, they are just external forces."

Yang Che was stunned and began to secretly guess the deep meaning of the old man's words.

But he didn't expect that the old man suddenly continued: "You'd better leave. You and my Fourth Peak have no fate. Apart from the mutant double immortal roots, you are simply useless."

After all, Yang Che was only in his early twenties, full of blood and vigor. He was repeatedly looked down upon by this strange old man, so he naturally held back some anger in his heart.

He wanted to turn around and leave, and then comfort himself with the words "If you don't want me here, I will find another place to stay."

But ten years of cultivating immortals taught him to be patient and restrained.

He even had a very strong premonition that as long as he turned around and left here, he would never have any chance to meet the ‘end of immortals’ in this life.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Che suppressed his dissatisfaction and anger in his heart, and after gradually calming down, he bowed his hands and said sincerely: "Grandpa, what can I do to please you?"

The old man saw that Yang Che did not leave in anger, but asked this sincerely, and he couldn't help but squint and look at Yang Che again.

After a while, the old man asked: "How long have you been in my Qingjian Sect?"

Yang Che answered truthfully: "Half a year."

"Only half a year? No wonder. You obviously have both dark and thunder immortal roots, but why don't you practice the exercises of these two attributes?"

Hearing the old man's question, Yang Che was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a while.

In fact, he had already thought about it. There was no problem in practicing Ziyuan Jue. At least he had to practice to the peak of Qi Refining Stage, and then try to build a foundation.

If the foundation building is successful, then naturally, you will immediately start practicing the dark attribute and thunder attribute skills obtained in the Wulong Valley Library.

Seeing that Yang Che did not speak, the old man snorted coldly: "Although it is extremely difficult to build a foundation with mutant dual immortal roots, and it is even considered impossible to succeed. But you have wasted these two immortal root qualifications in vain.

Even if the foundation building fails, if you practice well, it is still very easy and simple to become the first person under the foundation building before the age of 20. And you have completely wasted it."

The old man became more and more excited as he spoke: "Look at what you are practicing now? Ice Arrow? Fire Bomb? What rubbish!"

"The most basic attribute spells of the dark thunder immortal root, do you know the dark concealment spell? Do you know the thunder ball spell? Do you know the more advanced dark devouring spell? Do you know the flash chain spell?"

Yang Che: "..."

Yang Che was stunned and dazed.

The empty and magnificent hall fell into silence.

After a long time.

"Boy, don't you want to know what you can do to please me? Since you still have some good ambitions, then follow me."

The old man left the main seat and waved his hand casually to Yang Che.

Yang Che only felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes, and the whole person became dizzy.

His head seemed to be spinning like a spinning top, dizzy.

Fortunately, this state lasted for a short time.

The eyes blurred again, and when Yang Che stabilized his body, he found that the old man had actually brought him to the top of the peak.

There was mist here, and looking around, only the peaks of several other main peaks could be seen from a distance.

At this time, Yang Che suddenly sensed that the Nine Heart Thunder Flame that had been silent in his dantian had become somewhat restless.

But his attention at this time had been completely attracted by a strange ancient sword inserted diagonally on the top of the peak.

There were some small gaps on the blade of the ancient sword, but it still flashed a sharp and compelling cold light.

The whole sword body exudes a sense of simplicity and vicissitudes, as if it has experienced countless wars and has the kind of domineering and arrogant attitude that only comes with it.

The huge hilt has no decoration at all, only a ring that has been opened at the end, and a trace of green and red air is constantly emanating from the ring.

Yang Che's heart suddenly moved: "Could it be that this is the fourth immortal sword of the Qingjian Sect, 'Jian Si'?"

Sure enough, the old man soon confirmed Yang Che's guess.

"Boy, this is the immortal sword 'Jian Si' of our sect. If you can pull it out, I will allow you to participate in this training in the inner sea of ​​the Mist Hidden Sea as a quasi-disciple of the fourth peak."

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, and a breeze blew by, and his white clothes fluttered, which was indeed an immortal style, unrestrained and unrestrained.

Hearing the old man asking him to draw his sword, Yang Che suddenly felt that the blood in his body was boiling as if it was going to flow backwards.

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, he strode forward and directly stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword.

All the magic power in his body surged out.

But unfortunately, Jian Si did not move at all.

"Immortal Sword, Immortal Sword, my future depends on you. Please give me some face and let me draw it. If I can ascend to heaven in the future, I will definitely take you with me." Yang Che muttered in his heart, and his heart was beating non-stop.

However, after muttering for a long time, Jian Si still did not react.

The old man shook his head slightly, and it seemed that he had no expectations for Yang Che at all.

At this moment, the Nine Hearts Thunder Flame in Yang Che's body suddenly jumped up and flowed into the palm of his arm into the 'Jian Si'.

Jian Si, who had been calm all the time, suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

With a sound of 'hum'.

It actually flew up from the huge rock on the top of the peak, and even Yang Che was taken up with it.

When the old man saw this scene, a trace of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Yang Che held the sword four tightly with both hands, trying hard to control the sword.

Fortunately, with the help of the Nine Heart Thunder Flame, Yang Che finally managed to hold the sword four and landed on the top of the peak.

The old man had restored his calm and indifferent face. He waved his hand lightly, and the sword four was inserted back to its original position.

And Yang Che clearly felt that the Nine Heart Thunder Flame was a little lonely and reluctant.

"Boy, what is your name?" The old man's voice was finally no longer so cold.

"Disciple Yang Che, Mu Yi Yang, clear Che."

The old man nodded and said seriously: "Yang Che, since you have pulled out the sword four, you are naturally qualified to accept the training test. But you still have to be mentally prepared for what I will say next."

Yang Che was happy, and then confused. He didn't understand what the old man was going to say next, and he even asked him to be mentally prepared?