Chapter 1396

Before the Sword Sect met Yuqing Peak, it was the number one Sword Sect in the Eastern Wilderness, with a total of nine peaks.

They are Shenxiao, Chixiao, Qingxiao, Xuanxiao, Zixiao, Bixiao, Jinxiao, Taixiao and Danxiao. Yu Qingfeng used one sword per person to level two peaks. Taixiao and Danxiao were removed from their names. For three thousand years, the Sword Sect fell to the No. 1 Sword Sect in the Desolate Ancient Domain, and it will no longer have the name of Holy Land from now on.

Among the remaining seven peaks, Xuan Xiao is mainly responsible for forging soldiers, and Bi Xiao is responsible for refining medicinal pills.

There are only five peaks left, Chixiao, Jinxiao, Qingxiao, Zixiao, and Yaoguang Sword Saint Shenxiao.

As the main peak, Chixiao has the strongest heritage. Since ancient times, the peak master of Chixiao is also the suzerain of Sword Sect. However, the other peaks are also different from each other. Each has its own resources, and it will not be dominated by the Chixiaofeng family.

The six saints who have fallen down are all supreme elders of each peak, and they have different inheritances. In addition to Shenxiao Peak, the other six peaks, including Xuanxiao and Bixiao, have saints descending, and these battles are extremely huge.

"Juechen, I have seen all the elders."

The gray-robed old man looked at the six saints and saluted respectfully.

With a family of saints in the ancient wilderness, it can be called a family of saints, and it exists as a top force.

No matter whether it is a family or a sect, without a sage, it will always be rootless.

In addition to the long-standing heritage of the sect, the most important thing is the number of saints that people often talk about.

Otherwise, no matter how hysterical you are, the inheritance is eternal, and there is no saint, the so-called heritage is a joke.

The six saints seem to be no different from ordinary people, but if you look closely.

You will find quite strange things. You can clearly see the appearance of these people, but you cannot clearly imprint the appearance in your mind.

They are shrouded in Shenghui, and they are spotless. Although they are very close, they feel far apart.

But it has been otherworldly and completely washed away the vulgarity of the body. This is the difference between the human way and the holy way.

"Who will come first?"

One of the six, a red-clothed old man, with a smile on his face, was the first to speak.

"I'll take it first."

The gray-haired old man wearing a green robe looked at the people in front of him and said: "The old man sits in Bixiao Peak, you can call me the Holy Monarch of Bishui. Bixiao Peak mainly refines medicine pills for Sword Sect, but Dan Dao and Sword Dao are not the same. Those who can be divided into sages with Dan Dao are definitely not weak in swordsmanship. Of course, compared to other peaks, they must be slightly inferior, if they are unwilling, the old man is not reluctant."

There were nearly a hundred people present, and they had the qualifications to choose disciples from saints.

What this senior said was a little modest, not to mention the inheritance of kendo, the medicinal resources of Bixiao Peak would definitely be enough.

Especially if you go to the disciple of an alchemy saint, as long as you learn a little attainment, even if the kendo is inferior to others in the future, your status will definitely be high or not low.

Fools don't want to go!

Everyone looked uneasy, breathed quickly, and looked straight at some clear water saints.

"Ye Qing, you can be willing to worship this old man!"

The gray-haired old man did not hesitate, obviously he already had a candidate in his heart, and his gaze fell directly on Ye Qing next to Ye Ziyun.

"I?"

Ye Qing was a little confused, he really didn't expect that he would be chosen by the saint.

He just tried it casually, mainly to accompany Ye Ziyun.

"It's you. Among all the people, there is no one who is more suitable to be my disciple than you." Sage Jun Bishui laughed softly: "Your alchemy skills should be the highest among all the people present, come down."

Ye Qing was ecstatic at first, but then thought of something, and quickly said: "Senior, my title can be given to my cousin, and she is not low in Dan Dao. The blood of the Xue Yaohua family has a natural ability to refine medicine pills. Advantage, my cousin's bloodline is much stronger than mine."

Ye Ziyun's face darkened, what was this guy thinking, he was chosen by the saint to shirk the blame.

"Xue Yaohua family bloodline has an advantage in alchemy?"

Zhao Yan looked at Ye Ziling who was beside him and asked, this was the first time he had heard of this.

"I don't know, but Xue Yaohua's bloodline can control the power of ice and thunder. People who can master the power of ice and thunder are very rare these days. Maybe it has something to do with this..." Ye Ziling thought for a while.

She left the Xue Yaohua family at the age of ten, and many things are really unclear.

"She has her own good fortune. If you don't want to come under my sect, the old man will not force it." The Holy Monarch Bishui laughed softly, not angry.

"Ye Qing, don't dare to meet the master yet!"

Ye Ziyun hurriedly reprimanded.

Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee: "Disciple Ye Qing, see Master!"

"Hahaha, okay, come here!"

The Holy Monarch Bishui obviously liked Ye Qing for a long time, laughed loudly, and recruited him to his side.

"This guy is so lucky!"

"What shit luck..."

Xiahou Yun and the brothers of the Huang family had uneasy expressions on their faces, and their faces were quite unhappy.

Obviously, in their opinion, they are many times stronger than this Ye Qing. The Sage of Bishui, who chose Ye Qing instead of them, was simply blind.

Immediately after the sage of Xuanxiaofeng stepped forward, Xuanxiaofeng mainly cultivated the attainments of spiritual patterns. In addition to forging weapons, he was also responsible for maintaining the great formation of the sect, as well as the arrangement of various weapons and armor resources.

This saint also chose someone who no one expected.

But everyone didn't think too much. One of these two peaks is forging swords and the other is alchemy. After all, it is not the real inheritance of kendo.

"The old man sits on Qingxiao Peak. You can call me Qinglan Sage. I won't say much about the inheritance of swordsmanship in Qingxiao Peak. If you enter my door, you will naturally understand."

As the old man in Tsing Yi spoke, the crowd gradually broke into some commotion.

The main event is here!

Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Yun, Jiang Cheng, Ye Ziyun, Chen Bing, Huang Yancheng, Xia Houyan and others.

In the third stage of the trial, it was obvious that the strength of these people had left the others by a large margin.

It is not the existence of the same level at all, the saints choose disciples, most likely a few of them.

"Jiang Cheng, are you willing to serve this old man!" Qinglan Shengjun, apparently already selected, looked at Jiang Cheng with a smile.

"Didn't choose me?"

Xia Houyan, Chen Bing, and Huang Yan were three, and their faces instantly turned ugly.

They are determined to win when the saints choose their disciples, and even deep down in their hearts, they somewhat despise the other peaks. For example, Xia Houyan, when he wanted to come, only the main peak Chixiao could barely get into his eyes.

Even so, he had to think about it.

He didn't even think about the other peaks.

But he can refuse, you can't choose me, the two are different.

The corners of Xia Houyan's mouth twitched, and Chen Bing and Huang Yancheng's faces were also rather ugly, which was really unacceptable.

"Naturally willing, disciple Jiang Cheng, pay homage to Master!"

Of course Jiang Cheng had no reason to refuse, he stepped forward and saluted without being humble or silent.

"I hope you will not disgrace the prestige of Qingxiaofeng, nor the prestige of the Jiang family." Qinglan Shengjun was very optimistic about Jiang Cheng, and laughed softly, his eyes were full of hope.

"Ye Ziling, you are willing to join this old master!"

Zixiaofeng Zilei Shengjun directly stepped forward, looked at Ye Ziling and said.

He was serious and unsmiling, but quite upright, without the slightest nonsense.

"This……"

Xia Houyan was immediately stunned, Chen Bing and Huang Yancheng on the side, their faces were also extremely ugly, and their eyes fell on Ye Ziling.

Before Qingxiaofeng chose Jiang Cheng, that's all, the other party is at least the leader of the holy ancient family, but why is this Ye Ziling?

Several people's stomachs were filled with anger, and they all seemed quite unhappy.

After a while, there were only two remaining titles, namely Chi Xiao and Jin Xiao.

The atmosphere of the scene suddenly became strange, and one after another, eyes flowed on Lin Yun, Ye Ziyun, Chen Bing, Huang Yancheng and Xia Houyan.

In other words, there must be two of these five people, and they cannot be accepted by the saint.

"Why did no one choose Xia Houyan?"

"Lin Yun doesn't have a candidate either, so strange..."

"Chen Bing, Huang Yancheng, and Ye Ziyun too. These people are all the best on the Shendan list."

"Weird!"

There were some voices of discussion at the scene, and Elder Juechen frowned slightly, but did not explain anything.

"Zhao Yan, the sword idiot, would you like to join me under the gate of Jin Xiaofeng!"

Jin Xiaofeng Tianxin Shengjun, who has long been impatient, smiled and said: "I noticed you at the first level of the old man."

boom!

The words of Tianxin Shengjun sounded like a thunderbolt in the ears of everyone. Everyone's faces changed wildly, and they couldn't believe what they heard. This is too much.

Only one spot left!

Xia Houyan and Lin Yun, one of them must be out!

Xia Houyan's heart was ups and downs, but he was barely calm, but Chen Bing and Huang Yancheng's faces were completely pale.

The two of them thought that they were no weaker than Xia Houyan and Lin Yun, but they couldn't compete with Lin Yun and Xia Houyan for the last spot.

So, out?

Huang Yancheng and Chen Bing looked extremely embarrassed, and they didn't even recover at all.

"Zhao Yan, why are you in a daze, hurry up and recognize the master." Lin Yun pushed Zhao Yan with a smile on his face, these two fools were really dumbfounded.

If he was a saint, he would also choose Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan is a person who truly loves swords and is willing to give his life for it.

"Disciple Zhao Yan, see Master."

Zhao Yan woke up, took a step forward, and cupped his hands.

Among the six great saints, only the Sage of Chiyang, who sits on the main peak, has not spoken yet. Xia Houyan's eyes are shining and his expression is confident.

He believed that the other party would make the right decision, the Innate Sword Body, the Innate Sword Heart, and the Divine Sky Sword Intent, which were difficult to grasp by dragon veins.

As the first person in the kendo of the young generation in the ancient wilderness, no one can compete with him.

Lin Yun, no way!

"Ye Ziyun, please come to my door!" Sacred Monarch Chiyang of Chixiao Peak, with an indifferent expression, said softly.

hum!

When the voice fell, everyone only felt that five thunders hit the top, and everyone was stunned.

Swish!

Xia Houyan's face turned dark on the spot, the hot color in his eyes, and the smile that was barely squeezed out on his face, all froze.

This... how is this possible?

Jianzong didn't want me!

I want to worship Xiahouyan under Yaoguang's gate!

Xia Houyan's eyes darkened and he almost fainted, this is impossible! I absolutely got it wrong.