Green Sword Xiaozhu, the green sword holding his chin in one hand, was looking at the scenery all over the mountain!

As the most distinguished guests of the Burial Sword Palace, the scenery is naturally extremely beautiful. When Zheng Ming came to this Green Sword Temple, he was fascinated by the intoxicating scenery. But one thing is that no matter how beautiful the scenery is, after seeing it for a long time, he doesn’t think it’s too big.

As the maid of Green Sword Xiaozhu, Green Sword has actually no longer had much interest in this beautiful scenery.

"I don't know if Mr. Zheng can catch up with this sword tomb meeting?" After Green Sword said to himself, he said with a hint of hope: "As Mr. Zheng's identity, as long as he can arrive in time, he will definitely be able to participate in this sword tomb meeting. Maybe Mr. Zheng can also get the Hongyan Divine Sword?"

The general disciples of the Burial Sword Palace do not know about the matter of the Hongyan Divine Sword Palace, but as a maid in the place where the VIPs are entertained, Green Sword must not be included in ordinary disciples. She has her own information channel.

She knew the significance of the Hongyan Divine Sword in her heart, and also knew the importance of this sword tomb meeting to the entire Burial Sword Palace.

"What am I worried about him? The most important thing for me now is to practice hard and strive to become an inner disciple of the Burial Sword Palace."

After saying something to himself in his heart, Green Sword took out a sword from the hut where he lived.

This sword is not very good, but it is also extremely sharp. It was given to her by Yun Yuerong.

The basic sword technique of thirty-six styles, Green Sword was extremely skillful. With the last sword, nine bamboo leaves not far away were cut off, and a satisfied smile appeared on Green Sword's face.

Small realm!

If you achieve a small success in these thirty-six basic sword techniques, you should be able to become an inner disciple, and you will have the opportunity to practice higher-level martial arts in the Burial Sword Palace.

Just when the Green Sword was happy, she suddenly appeared in surprise and another bamboo leaf fell down!

How could it be possible that I had just stabbed nine swords, but how could I have ten bamboo leaves appear? Could it be that I had made considerable progress in my cultivation without realizing it?

Thinking of this reason, Green Sword's heart seemed to be as sweet as honey, but as more and more bamboo leaves fell to the ground, Green Sword's expression became strange.

The bamboo forests all over the mountains, let alone hundreds of bamboo leaves falling to the ground. Even if there are more ten times more bamboo leaves falling to the ground, Green Sword won’t care.

But now, in an instant, the entire Green Sword building's bamboo leaves all fell silently. This surprised the Green Sword.

There is no wind or human behavior, just like a wave of other forces, silently pulling all these bamboos off.

What kind of power is this?

But what was even more surprising was still behind. Just as the green sword looked around, the falling bamboo leaves and the tips of the leaves were all in one direction.

The direction this points to is where the sword tomb is located.

What's going on? What happened to the sword tomb?

"Sister Green Sword, your bamboo leaves have fallen too. Now it's so good. I'm scared to death. I thought the bamboo leaves of our Red Sword Xiaozhu fell?" A woman in a red dress ran over quickly.

She looked out of breath and had some charming colors.

Green Sword looked at the woman in red with anger. Just as she was about to speak, the long sword in her hand suddenly trembled.

This sword is not a top-notch sword, and it is not even a product, it is just a little spiritual. The long sword of Green Sword has never had any different reactions.

But now, it was trembling, it was like a person, about to fly out of its own hands.

The Green Sword naturally was reluctant to throw this sword away. She quickly activated the energy in her body, trying to suppress the long sword.

But the moment she activated, a sharp force came from the long sword, which made her unconsciously release her hand.

The long sword turned into a stream of light and rushed straight towards the sword tomb.

"Sister Red Sword, what's going on?" Green Sword looked at his flying long sword anxiously, and said with a hint of crying in his voice.

The Red Sword was just about to comfort the Green Sword, but unexpectedly, the long sword she had stepped under her ribs broke out and rushed towards the sword tomb.

"Sister, look over there!" Hong Jian pointed to the left, and shouted in horror.

The green sword followed the direction of the red sword's finger and saw forty or fifty sword lights flying out from the left and galloping towards the sword tomb.

At this moment, even those who are not clear-headed know that something is about to happen, and it is a major change that they do not know.

The ancient town a hundred miles away from the Burial Sword Palace is located in thousands of families, with people coming and going, which is particularly lively.

There is protection for the Burial Sword Palace, so the people living here live a very stable life. Naturally, they rely on the Burial Sword Palace and also sell all kinds of items needed by the Burial Sword Palace disciples.

Of course, in this small town, weapons shops are naturally indispensable.

The weapons shops in other places sell swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, halberds, knives and forks, but in the weapons shops in this town, only one weapon is sold, that is, swords!

There are hundreds of long swords in the weapon shop that are two stories high, which can be said to be shining, but unfortunately, there is no business in the weapon shop today.

Those who can buy weapons are all disciples of the Burial Sword Palace. Today, there is something wrong with the Burial Sword Palace, and all disciples are not allowed to go out, so naturally they don’t have time to buy weapons.

Li Laoshi is the shopkeeper of the Weapons Store. This unique weapon shop in the town has been passed into his hands for three generations.

Li Laoshi, who grew up in a weapon shop, has a special relationship with weapons. When you have nothing to do, maintaining each long sword is a must-have homework for Li Laoshi every day.

After Li Laoshi's skillful hands and the sharp light on the long sword became more and more sharp, they could naturally help Li Laoshi sell it at a good price.

After carefully putting the long sword in his hand with the cold light shining in his hand into the scabbard, Li Laoshi prepared to have a good rest.

Today's task has been completed, how can I get it if I don't have a rest?

But just as Li Laoshi was about to leave, his eyes fell on a mottled iron sword in the corner.

This iron sword is better than calling him an iron bar, with mottled rust, and the square body that seems to have no sword blade at all, it doesn't look like a sword.

However, his grandfather, who started his family business in this small town, insisted that this was a treasure blade, and he also left behind a ancestral teaching that he would not sell ten thousand taels of gold.

According to Li Laoshi's grandfather, this iron bar is actually the one in the rice shop in the town who picked up the wood from the ground when he went to the back mountain to chop wood, and said it was a good sword to sell.

At that time, Li Laoshi's grandfather didn't know what was going on, so he actually bought this iron bar for 1,000 taels of gold. So far, there are still jokes about Li Laoshi's grandfather suffering losses and being deceived in the whole town.

This sword has been in Li Laoshi's house for almost a hundred years. Apart from being a little harder, Li Laoshi has not achieved any benefits.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Laoshi picked up the thing that was barely called the long sword and slowly wiped it.

In fact, it is just to wipe the dust. As for the materials to maintain the sword, Li Laoshi would never do it.

"Oh, Shopkeeper Li, are you cleaning up your ancestral sword again?" The shopkeeper of the rice shop, holding a teapot, walked in. Holding a teapot, he felt chubby.

The shopkeeper of the rice shop was the grandson of the rice shopkeeper back then. Because of the 1,000 taels of gold from Grandpa Li Laoshi, the shopkeeper of the rice shop in the small town became the shopkeeper of the rice shop.

"Tsk tsk, Shopkeeper Li, maybe my grandfather didn't lie to your grandfather back then. He might be just a magic sword, but now no one knows him, so he won't show his strength."

When the shopkeeper of the rice shop said this, the princess smiled and said, "That's how you don't suffer any losses."

They are all from the same town. Li Laoshi grew up with the rice shopkeeper. He knew that this guy was just a little bit damaging and had no major problems.

Just as he was about to say "get out" and let this bitch rest wherever he cooled down, he felt the iron sword in his hand tremble suddenly.

Li Laoshi was stunned. But the shopkeeper of the rice shop was shocked, because the position where Li Laoshi's iron sword pointed was facing him.

"Li Husband, it's been so many years since we've been doing it. Are you going to kill someone or something?" The shopkeeper Mi Pu hid very quickly, but the teapot in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"Dang, dang!"

The sound of swords sounded at the sword shop, and the long swords that were originally in the scabbard flew out of the scabbard almost at the same time.

Long swords, neatly pointed their swords, inserted on the ground made of square bricks in the weapon pavilion, and the iron sword in Manager Li's hand turned into a black light and flew straight towards the distance.

Looking from afar, the flying sword was like a black dragon churning in the clouds, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Ten thousand swords are unsheathed, and the magical sword turns into a dragon!

For a moment, several words that could only appear in myths rose in the heart of Manager Li, and the Mishop Manager who was accusing him also stared at all this blankly, looking at all unbelievable.

"That iron sword is definitely a good sword, no, it should be a divine sword, why is it without eyes?" Li Laoshi's voice trembled.

The shopkeeper of Mipu asked with great thoughts, then he grabbed Li and said: "Old Li, we must tell everyone about this matter. My grandfather did not lie to your grandfather. That would be really a magical sword, a long sword that can transform into a dragon!"

And just as they were talking, the whole town became in chaos. Whether it was some of the swords that were used by others or the bamboo swords that children played with, they all fell off their master's hands at the same time, with the tip of the sword facing downwards, just like a prayer.

"All things have spirits. These swords appear like this. Could it be that there is something amazing in the sword palace?

The old people in the town were trembling with their voices. They didn't know that all the bamboo leaves within a radius of thousands of miles of the Burial Sword Palace were all dropped. Countless long swords flew out of the scabbard, and even more than a hundred long swords were no less than the rainbow.

"Wanjian Chaojun, is this the legendary Wanjian Chaojun!" Deep in the Burial Sword Palace, an old voice shouted loudly. (To be continued.)

ps: Wan Jian Chaojun, huh, brother who has been happy, please give me a vote!
Chapter completed!