Chapter 42: Selecting Soldiers in Shenfeng Cave, Fighting the Chixiao Sword Again

Outside the carriage window is the beautiful scenery of the Cheongyeon Mountains receding.

"I can be considered a swordsman."

"From Dacheng to Transformation."

"Eighty years..."

Classmate Xiao Li was halfway overjoyed to see Lie Xinxi, and started to worry about whether the expense was too high.

In total, he has spent more than a hundred years of martial arts insights on swordsmanship.

If Bingtuozi hadn't taught him step by step, he would have spent even more.

It feels like I spent two months' salary to buy a high-end computer in my previous life, only to leave it sitting there gathering dust and having no time to play.

Well, not really.

The Transformation Sword Technique is definitely much more powerful than what he hits with his fists.

"Martial arts insights should be enough for the time being."

"There are still one hundred and ten years left, and I am not afraid of being blinded by the new martial arts."

Li Mo thought about it for a while and then stopped thinking too much.

"When you enter the Divine Weapon Cave, take a look at the Chixiao."

Ying Bing took a sip of tea.

"good."

Li Mo followed the good and followed the flow.

In fact, he was indeed planning to try the Scarlet Sky Sword.

It's not that he holds a grudge, he was beaten with a sword, and the drama happened in thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

Chixiao's nature is fire, and when combined with the fire-centered lotus method, the power is doubled, which is indeed very suitable for him.

This increase may not be obvious in the Qi and Blood realm, but after the Inner Breath realm, it will definitely be visible to the naked eye.

at this time.

The sound of hammering iron can already be heard outside the window.

When I got off the carriage, I saw a crowd of people in front of Shenfeng Cave.

As soon as Ying Bing came down, even the voices of discussion in the field were much quieter, and all kinds of awe-inspiring looks were cast towards him.

Bingtuozi's sense of oppression.

She is now not only the true successor of the sect leader, but also the future of the sect.

Not only among her peers, she is also uniquely dazzling in the history of Qingyuan Sect.

"Brother Li!"

"Junior Brother Li!"

In the crowd, two people said hello at the same time, and then looked at each other in astonishment.

Murong Xiao and Xiao Qin looked at each other and nodded slightly.

They also achieved good results in the sect trials, so they could be considered acquainted.

"Brother Li, you actually took first place, you are worthy of it."

Murong Xiao opened his mouth to praise.

"When I found out, I was shocked."

Xiao Qin's aura was much stronger than before.

After passing the trial, he has now returned to the inner sect.

What surprised him was that Junior Brother Li's current aura was even stronger than his.

He can be regarded as a re-cultivation of San Gong, and he has a teacher to help him.

Junior Brother Li's entry is truly astonishing.

"Junior Brother Li, what kind of weapons are you going to pick up today?"

"My swordsmanship has been somewhat successful recently."

"Well, it won't be a problem for Junior Brother Li to pick up a famous weapon."

"This is because Brother Xiao doesn't know Brother Li well enough..."

Chat for a moment.

What the two people talked about was mostly about recent events.

Murong Xiao's body refining has just finished, fulfilling Elder Hanhe's expectations, and he can begin to learn the casting techniques inherited from Shenbing Peak.

And Xiao Qin not only returned to the inner sect, but was even valued by an elder, and may be accepted as a true successor in the future.

Everyone has a bright future.

Seeing that the people he invested in are now prospering, Xiao Li can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.

Dang Dang Dang——

Suddenly, a gong sounded at the door of Shenfeng Cave.

The inner door deacon guarding the entrance of the cave came out:

"The time has come!"

Every year, Shenfeng Cave calms down briefly, and then erupts more violently.

Disciples who are not yet at a high level will usually choose to enter the cave to select soldiers at this time.

The disciples all subconsciously moved out of the way.

Ying Bing walked into Shenfeng Cave with lowered eyes.

However, she stopped moving when she reached the middle of the first floor and gently raised her plain palm.

Just when everyone was confused.

Zheng——

The sound of the sword sounded, and more than a dozen white horses flew in from the sky, hovering in front of Ying Bing, letting her choose.

All of them are famous long swords.

"emmmmmmm...."

How great is it?

Li Mo looked at it, feeling as if he had entered a cat cafe with a cat-sucking physique.

There was not much surprise.

He was calm, but the others were not calm, and for a while there were screams of surprise.

"Famous utensils, all famous utensils!"

"I'll go and get the recognition of the famous weapon, but I'll fly out from the third floor and let you pick and choose?"

"Didn't they say that the famous artifacts have spiritual powers, but they are all very cold? Most people don't even look at them. Why are they all so crowded today?"

"horrible...."

"Wait, look, what is that?"

When discussions arose.

Two more shots, one blue and one white, came, and other famous weapons and long swords along the way came to the side.

One is hot and empty, the other is as cold as ice.

For Li Mo, everyone is familiar with swordsmanship.

Chixiao, Tianshuang.

Everyone felt like their breathing was about to stop.

Normally they would never dream of doing something like this.

Even the disciples of Shenbing Peak couldn't help but have toothaches. Many of them had been practicing for many years, but they had only heard about and never seen these two mysterious long swords made by the founder of Shenbing Peak.

How did you recognize it?

Among the existing mysterious weapons in Shenbing Peak, only two are swords!

"Tian Shuang."

Ying Bing reached out and held the long sword like a white dragon.

It's still that familiar feeling.

The Tianshuang Sword trembled slightly, looking extremely happy.

Then, Ying Bing stopped looking at the other swords and walked out holding the sword.

When passing by Li Mo, he nodded slightly, which was considered a little encouragement.

Li Mo: "...This is too fast."

When he looked again, the Chi Xiao Sword was gone.

Well, it seems that we have to take the ordinary way to accept the test of the Chi Xiao Sword.

"Brother Li, I believe you can definitely get the Xuanqi."

Murong Xiao patted his shoulder.

"Yeah."

Xiao Qin also nodded in agreement.

"Then let's go."

Li Mo smiled and took a step.

That's right.

At the bottom of the Shenfeng Cave, there is still a hammer calling him, and the feeling of calling today is still there.

If you can only take one weapon, do you want a hammer or a sword?

Li Mo hesitated for only three and a third seconds on this question, and chose the hammer.

Just kidding, that is the father of all Xuanqi.

Of course.

If he wants to take it and can take it, Elder Hanhe may not agree.

That hammer is the lifeblood of the Divine Weapon Peak...

"Let's go take a look first."

While Li Mo was thinking.

The three of them had already gone down to the third floor of the Divine Edge Cave together.

"Master said that to judge the quality of a weapon, one must look at its material, forging technique, and temperature control..."

Murong Xiao identified them one by one according to Shelley's knowledge of forging.

Xiao Qin's eyes also passed over the famous weapons.

At this time, the voice of Qianxing Wu Zun sounded in his heart again:

"The girl named Ying Bing, as I said, has great luck."

"Teacher, are you talking about her being recognized by the Xuanqi?"

Xiao Qin asked casually.

"It is a blessing for the Xuanqi to be able to be her weapon."

Qianxing Wu Zun was amused by his disciple's vision, and he said with emotion:

"What the master is talking about is the inheritance she received."

"Inheritance? Are you talking about the glow a few days ago?"

Xiao Qin was also quite curious when he mentioned this matter.

A few days ago, the sky was full of rosy clouds, and there were many different opinions in the sect.

There is a saying that the master's true disciple Ying Bing has obtained some extremely powerful inheritance.

Now it seems that it should be correct.

What the teacher said has never been wrong so far.

"Well, I saw it in an ancient book of the bird tribe."

The old voice did not deny it.

"Isn't that inheritance very powerful?"

"More than powerful."

Qianxing Wu Zun's tone was filled with some reminiscence:

"The Nine-Colored Yuan Phoenix has nine souls, each of which has infinite mysteries. Those who get one of them can travel across the nine heavens and ten earths."

"If all of them are collected, plus the little girl's ten unique bodies, there will be a chance to challenge the legendary realm..."

"Legendary realm?"

Xiao Qin was confused and shook his head:

"I still think that Junior Brother Li is not bad. His future achievements will definitely not be weaker than Junior Sister Ying Bing."

"You kid... why don't you make a bet with me?"

Qianxing Wu Zun laughed dumbly.

His disciple is good at everything except being stubborn.

Practicing martial arts requires perseverance, but being too stubborn is not good either, as it is easy to be ignorant and have no idea what is going on.

"Okay, teacher, how do you bet?"

"In the sect competition, if your junior brother Li can take on ten moves from that little girl, I will lose. I will give you a big gift. If I win... we'll talk about it later."

Qianxing Wuzun spoke with interest, not thinking that he would lose at all.

Xiao Qin agreed.

Then, under the guidance of the teacher, he began to choose weapons.

....

Student Li knew nothing about this.

If he knew, he would definitely ask: "Old Xiao, where do you get such confidence in me?"

He has now reached the fourth floor.

He looked at the Chixiao Sword seriously and saluted.

Buzz——

The Chixiao Sword vibrated slightly like last time.

Of course, the frequency of vibration was much lower than when it flew to Ying Bing's side.

It seemed that Li Mo was not that fragrant.