Chapter 7: Leaving the Seclusion and Causing a Sensation, the Most Beautiful Girl in the Eastern Was

Outside the window, a valley stood tall.

This valley was very ordinary and had nothing to do with the sword tomb.

However, the voice of the Chunyang Patriarch was very firm, and it was obvious that he was not looking for Tang Chen.

"That valley buried countless sword cultivators, and there were often shrill sword chants in the valley. These sword chants were very helpful for understanding the sword, so they were moved to the Lingshan Mountain by the ancestors of Xuanjian Dongtian."

"Whenever someone died or disappeared, we would send the remaining swords into the valley."

"First, it was to enhance the sword chants so that future disciples could better understand them."

"Second, it was to wait for the destined person to appear, take those swords away, and inherit the ancestors' great aspirations of the sword."

"Over time, the place where the swords were buried was called the Jiuyou Sword Tomb."

After hearing the explanation, Tang Chen was excited.

It was really a painstaking effort to find it.

The new check-in location is right in front of you.

"You'd better not go to the Nine Nether Sword Tomb now." Seeing Tang Chen's excited face, the Chunyang Patriarch stopped him.

"Why?" Tang Chen asked in confusion.

"The swords in the Nine Nether Sword Tomb are all of high grade, and because of the residual souls attached to them, they are unruly and difficult to tame. At least you have to cultivate the sword force before you have a chance to collect them. Even if you have an innate chaotic body, you must follow this." The Chunyang Patriarch explained in a concentrated voice.

The levels of swordsmanship are: emitting sword energy, practicing sword energy, cultivating sword force, tempering sword intention, condensing sword domain, and conceiving swords.

In terms of cultivation, Tang Chen's progress can be called heaven-defying. He successfully condensed the golden elixir in just ten days.

But at the level of swordsmanship, he has never even touched a sword.

A rookie who can't be more inexperienced actually wants to go to the Nine Nether Sword Tomb.

Isn't this nonsense!

"Master, you misunderstood. I just wanted to go and take a look." Tang Chen heard the implication of the words of the Chunyang Patriarch.

The new check-in place is the Nine Nether Sword Tomb.

As long as you check in and get the reward successfully, it will be done.

As for collecting the sword, Tang Chen has no idea at all.

Regarding Tang Chen's answer, the Chunyang Patriarch didn't care, and his face was full of expressions that the master had seen through it.

But in the end, the Chunyang Patriarch didn't continue to stop him.

He felt that Tang Chen was too arrogant.

It's good to suffer a little blow, so as not to develop an arrogant and conceited character.

Since it was to make Tang Chen hit a wall, the Chunyang Patriarch naturally did not accompany Tang Chen to the Nine Nether Sword Tomb, but found a spiritual crane as a mount.

Whoosh whoosh...

The spiritual crane flapped its wings and flew into the sky in an instant.

The warm sunlight fell from the sky, shining on Tang Chen. His long black hair swayed gently in the breeze, like a long river or a waterfall, with an indescribable elegance and grace.

His handsome features were like a work of art, natural and natural.

With a slight movement of the corners of his mouth, his temperament suddenly changed.

He had the demeanor of a fallen immortal from heaven, and the unruly spirit of a wanderer in the mortal world.

"Oh my god, Master Fi is so handsome!"

"I thought Master Fi was going to be in seclusion for several years, but I didn't expect him to come out so soon. Wait, why does he exude the aura of a golden elixir? Has he already entered the golden elixir realm?"

"In just ten days, Master Fi broke through from the physical realm to the golden elixir realm. Is he still a human being?"

"Elder Yaoyue, your face is so red. Are you sick?"

Tang Chen is like a bright moon in the dark night. Wherever he goes, he attracts countless eyes.

Especially those female disciples.

One by one, their eyes are infatuated, their faces are red, and their mouths are wet. As if they were fascinated by their souls, they can't help but follow Tang Chen.

Later, even some female elders joined the team.

...

The Nine Nether Sword Tomb is located in the deepest part of the valley.

It was a huge pile of land, filled with countless precious swords. Just looking at it from afar, one could feel the extremely oppressive sword pressure.

Outside the sword tomb.

Many Xuanjian Dongtian disciples were practicing.

The spiritual energy here was abundant, and with the endless sound of sword chants, the combination of the two naturally attracted countless disciples.

In order to seal the swords and prevent the sword pressure from spreading wantonly, many large formations were arranged in the sword tomb, and no one was allowed to step in.

If the disciples wanted to try to collect the swords, they had to rely on their own understanding of the sword way to resonate with the swords.

This is why the Chunyang Patriarch deliberately stopped Tang Chen.

No matter how high the realm of cultivation is, without the understanding of the sword way, it is impossible to collect any sword.

At this moment, at the edge of the Jiuyou Sword Tomb, a girl in green was adjusting her breath and preparing to try to collect the swords.

The girl was about sixteen or fifteen years old, with long black hair that hung down like a waterfall. The breeze gently caressed her hair, which swayed like a willow, and exuded a faint fragrance from the valley.

Her facial features were delicate, her skin was like snow, and her temperament was as cold as the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady.

Even if she didn't deliberately show her figure, you could feel that behind her green clothes, there was a beautiful and perfect figure.

"I don't know if Senior Sister Ye can succeed this time."

"In the past month, Senior Sister Ye has tried to collect the Holy Sword many times, but all ended in failure. I think it's very difficult this time!"

"Last time, Senior Sister Ye almost resonated with the Holy Sword. Now Senior Sister Ye's sword intention is much purer. Maybe she really has a chance to collect the Holy Sword and become the first owner of the Holy Sword!"

Many Xuanjian disciples were discussing in a low voice around her.

The green-clothed girl was named Ye Qingrou, one of the five great Daoists of Xuanjian Dongtian.

This woman is not only extremely talented, but also has a unique appearance. Some people even call her the most beautiful woman in the East Desert.

Ye Qingrou is obsessed with swordsmanship and pursues the pinnacle of swordsmanship all the time.

Scenes like today are no longer surprising to the disciples.

If one day Ye Qingrou does not appear in the Nine Nether Sword Tomb, that would be a rare thing.

"Concentrate!"

Ye Qingrou stretched out her flawless white palm, and lightly put her sword fingers together. A mysterious and sharp sword intent sank into the Nine Nether Sword Tomb like a comet.

Hula, hula, hula...

The swords in the Nine Nether Sword Tomb immediately resonated strongly.

The sword body shook, as if it was about to soar into the sky!

However, Ye Qingrou did not even look at these swords, and the sword intent was still fierce, and went straight to the center of the Nine Nether Sword Tomb.

There, stood a huge black stone weighing tens of thousands of pounds.

There are five swords, inserted upside down on the top of the giant.

These five swords are all holy swords.

They are Ye Qingrou's target.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Ye Qingrou's sword intent is approaching the holy sword at an extremely fast speed.

The closer it gets, the weaker the sword intent is.

The holy sword is the sword of the saint, and the sword pressure is naturally terrifying.

When the sword intent touches the giant, only a faint trace is left, and it will dissipate at any time.

Seeing this, countless Xuanjian Dongtian disciples are excited.

The sword intent climbed onto the giant, which means that Ye Qingrou is qualified to touch the holy sword.

After that, as long as it can resonate, it will be smooth...

The idea just formed in everyone's mind, suddenly, Ye Qingrou's sword intent was crushed to pieces, and the whole person flew backwards, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Failed!

Everyone sighed.

Ye wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth gently, and her beautiful face was calm from beginning to end.

But if you look closely, you can see the loneliness in the deepest part of her beautiful eyes.

"Sister Ye, why are you doing this!"

A sighing voice sounded.

The one who spoke was a young man.

He had a handsome face, a pair of eyebrows like swords, and the whole person exuded a sharp aura of swordsmanship.

Jian Wushuang, one of the five great Daoists of Xuanjian Dongtian.

As the last Daoist to enter, Jian Wushuang's cultivation level was not high, and he only entered the Wanfa realm a few days ago.

However, his sword realm was extremely high. Not only did he condense the sword intent early, but he also successfully collected a holy sword.

Because of this, Xuanjian Dongtian placed high hopes on Jian Wushuang, and the resources and treatment he gave him were second only to Qin Wusha, the head of the five great Daoists.

Of course, this was before Tang Chen appeared.

With the resources Tang Chen enjoys, even the head of Xuanjian Dongtian, Blood Sword Master, will probably have to stand aside!

"Your sword intent has not yet been condensed. If you forcibly take the holy sword at this time, you will only suffer a severe backlash."

"Although the backlash is not serious, the injury is on you and the pain is on me. Can't you protect your body for my sake?"

As he spoke, Jian Wushuang came to Ye Qingrou's side in a flash and stretched out his hand to help her up.

Ye Qingrou dodged sideways and said indifferently: "This has nothing to do with you."

After speaking, Ye Qingrou sat cross-legged to regulate her breath and ignored Jian Wushuang at all.

Everyone was also accustomed to this scene.

In addition to being obsessed with swordsmanship, Ye Qingrou has an extremely cold temperament. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is an iceberg.

There are not 100,000 people who have been rejected by Ye Qingrou, but there are at least 80,000, which is enough to surround the Nine Nether Sword Tomb for more than a dozen circles.

After being rejected, Jian Wushuang's face was not embarrassed at all, and he moved closer again: "Sister Ye, I have gained a lot of insights into the sword during this period. I believe that I can condense the sword domain within ten years. At the same time, I have a new understanding of how to further refine the sword intent."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Qingrou suddenly opened her eyes.

In her beautiful eyes, desire flickered.

Jian Wushuang noticed the changes in Ye Qingrou and was overjoyed: "You are injured now, and it is not suitable for meditation and practice. There happens to be a healing holy medicine in my Taoist Palace, which can quickly recover from the injury. During this period, you and I can also exchange sword knowledge."

"Not only that, I can also use the Nine Thunder Holy Sword to simulate the holy sword pressure for you, to help you increase the chance of collecting the holy sword!"

Hearing these words, the surrounding Xuanjian Dongtian disciples looked down on her.

Even a 10-year-old child could tell that healing and communication were just excuses.

Jian Wushuang's original intention was to be alone with Ye Qingrou.

But!

Everyone couldn't say anything.

With Jian Wushuang's identity, he would definitely not lack healing pills; with Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship talent, he must have countless swordsmanship skills.

Moreover, Jian Wushuang did have a holy sword!

Qin Wusha had been in seclusion for many years, and he was nowhere to be seen. In the entire Xuanjian Cave Heaven, only Jian Wushuang could meet these great conditions.

As expected, Ye Qingrou moved.

She moved her eyes, looked at Jian Wushuang meaningfully, and slowly opened her lips.

"What's going on?"

Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded.

Everyone looked over and saw a man riding a spiritual crane a few feet away.

The man was dressed in white, standing with his back to the ground. On his handsome face, a faint smile appeared. His temperament was extraordinary and gentle, giving people a strong feeling that this person should only exist in heaven.

Behind Linghe, there was a huge team following.

This team had more than 100 people, and it was very powerful.

What was even more surprising was that most of them were women.

From outer disciples to inner disciples, from deacons to elders, there are all levels.

In their eyes, there is a warm look.

"This boy exudes a mysterious aura of the world and me. Even the headmaster has never exuded such an aura."

"He is Tang Chen, who has an innate chaotic body, and now he is my uncle from Xuanjian Dongtian!"

"I heard that Uncle has caused many strange phenomena in the world within ten days of entering the sect. This time he came to Jiuyou Sword Tomb. Could it be that he came for the sword?"

Everyone looked at Tang Chen.

But Jian Wushuang did not do so, still staring at Ye Qingrou straight.

But after waiting for a long time, he was about to agree with Ye Qingrou, but he never said a word.

Even Ye Qingrou looked at Tang Chen.

Those cold and arrogant eyes, for the first time, had a ripple.

The ripples became stronger and stronger.

So much so that her cheeks were stained with a light girlish blush!