Sword spiny layer.

The soul in white clothes disappeared, and the sword intent disappeared. The blood mist in the sky and the torn body also disappeared.

The sky has returned to clarity, leaving only the hanging white clouds floating slowly.

Standing on the heavenly steps?

Is the realm of this broken sword higher than the ancient sword of heaven level?

I'm really just picking and choosing!

Xiao Ran felt that he was pulled too high in an instant, and he didn't know how to react for a moment.

If you want to hide the sword, it's already too late. If you try to hide it, everyone will understand...

At the moment when Xiao Ran hesitated.

The scene of him holding two broken swords was engraved in the minds of everyone around Jianzhong Mountain.

Mysterious class.

Chu Yan was dumbfounded.

Her petite body stood stunned in the sea of ​​flowers, feeling lonely like a child who had abandoned his family.

Just like when she ran away from home and abandoned her family.

Her eyes were red, and she suddenly felt guilty.

Since the elders have increased the difficulty of the three levels, it is assumed that the two can cooperate to inherit the sword.

Although Xiao Ran's cultivation level is poor, his physique has its own peculiarities. If she hadn't been timid and wasted time, and finally separated from Xiao Ran, as long as the two of them had the same tacit understanding as they did in the rock path and cave, he wouldn't have accepted it.

A broken sword.

However, why are there two broken swords from the same sword body in the sword spine layer?

Did Xiao Ran find a treasure?

She resisted the urge to jump down and take a look, wiped her reddish eyes, and walked quietly towards the depths of the sea of ​​flowers...

The sword-bearing conference is not over yet.

It needs to be kept secret!

The mountainside is half empty.

Ling Zhouyue held the pot up in the air with her left hand, supported her knees with her right hand, pressed her palm against the side of her face, tilted her head, and her sassy and fair face was squeezed out of her palm like a bun.

"What's going on? I just saw the Heavenly Stairs Avenue leading to the top of the mountain open. This guy didn't take a single step. He just found two broken swords and played a splicing game?"

Yin Yue’s real person frowned slightly.

She didn't have Ling Zhouyue's keen intuition, and she didn't see any sign that the Heavenly Path was being opened.

"Could it be that he failed to inherit the sword? After all, he got separated from Chu Yan and didn't even use the Blood Exploding Pill and your blood jade. Or maybe it was seeing two people with the same sword with broken blades that delayed the sword inheritance?

"

Master Yinyue didn't know Xiao Ran's swordsmanship, so he would inevitably have different opinions.

Ling Zhouyue was very aware of Xiao Ran's strength. Her expectation for Xiao Ran was to reach the heavenly level, and at the very least the mysterious level.

Why did it stop at the sword spine layer?

For a moment just now, she vaguely noticed some abnormal distribution of soul power caused by the turbulent flow of soul power above the sword spine layer...

Was this kid forced to stop in danger, or was he having another adventure?

Wherever you go, strange things follow you?

Nothing goes smoothly for this guy!

"The broken sword can be used as well."

She said this.

Master Yin Yue looked at her secretly, as if he could hear some sense of disloyalty and resentment in her words.

not far away.

Ink Box Master stood up from the flying stone in a hurry. His body and bones were strong and he looked more energetic than the young people.

His white eyebrows were furrowed, his old eyes were deep, and he was suddenly shocked, and then he felt up and down with mixed emotions.

Only those who are proficient in high-level sword-making techniques can understand how difficult it is to leave a broken sword in the spine layer of the sword.

Moreover, it has avoided everyone's sight, and countless elders and sword bearers have not noticed it for thousands of years!

But, Xiao Ran discovered...

Only he can understand how difficult it is to find such a broken sword.

Only he can be sure that if he can discover this sword, he will definitely have the strength to step into the heavenly realm!

He originally wanted to go down and take a look, but after thinking about it, he couldn't say anything. He slowly sat back on Feishi, trying his best to keep his face calm so as not to make any comments.

But the mouth and tongue didn't want to fall, and they had already fallen.

The inner disciples at the foot of the mountain, the instructors, the head elders of the sub-sect and the national masters from various countries have already come to the mountainside to observe more closely.

Basically, anyone with foundation-building cultivation can see the current situation of the Sword Spiny Layer.

No one cared about Chu Yan reaching the Xuan class. Although this incident was a bit unexpected, everyone knew about her genius.

Everyone's attention was focused on Xiao Ran.

"Why does Senior Brother Xiao stay in the Sword Thorn Layer?"

"Could it be that Cheng Jian failed and picked up two broken swords to show off his face? Isn't he a gift from the Heavenly Saint?"

"Uncle Master's cultivation is just qi refining. Even if he has the qualifications of a heavenly saint, this result is natural."

"These are not important. Look at the two broken swords in his hands. Do they look like they come from the same blade?"

"Don't tell me, it's really possible!"

"It might be a coincidence...but he is Master Xiao, so the broken sword he picked up must be a treasure!"

"Does this need to be said? It must be a treasure! I heard that Master Mo Xia particularly values ​​Uncle Xiao. Could it be that he deliberately broke the sword in advance and buried it in the sword thorn layer?"

"Don't tell me, it's really possible. Look, he raided the whole mountain and killed the swallowing beast..."

"A secret operation must be a secret operation!"

"Okay, luckily we got closer to observe, otherwise we would have been fooled by the elders!"

When people get angry, some people throw cold water on them.

"It's no use screaming at me. If you were a sage, you would operate behind the scenes every day."

"I've seen this kind of thing from the first day Uncle Xiao came to the mountain. Look around him. He has a beautiful master, a beautiful uncle, and he has accepted a beautiful disciple. Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

"Elder Ink Box thinks so highly of him that he even stops talking to the always strict Discipline Elder. He is a talented person, so you can't accept it."

Some of the disciples whispered:

"I just don't accept it!"

"You are not convinced now. When the disciple challenged me, my uncle hadn't even practiced Qi yet. Why didn't you dare to go on stage and try?"

"Instead of being dissatisfied and envious and resentful, it is better to think about it. With talents like Uncle Master, Zong Zhishan's status will definitely improve in the next hundred years. This will be of great benefit to the stability of the sect and abundant resources. Everyone

What’s there to complain about?”

"Think carefully, everyone, the reason why the elder did the secret operation was firstly to take care of the face of our ordinary disciples, and secondly because he did not want to make any publicity and protect the young seedling of Uncle Master. If the Dao Alliance headquarters knew about it, wouldn't it mean that they would send Mahayana monks

Come to poach?"

No one could refute it.

Everyone knows the truth, but they are very envious.

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Hearing what the disciple in the sect said, Master Mo Xia almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

When did I ever engage in behind-the-scenes operations?

The analysis is very clear and logical, just like the real thing.

However, the truth is correct...

Xiao Ran, this god-level seedling, must be protected!

High in the sky in the west, Luo Sheng stretched out his tense stomach, squinted his eyes slightly, and had a plan in mind, but it was a pity that it was not his turn to speak.

"Father, what should we do?"

Huangfu Qun frowned tightly, with a gloomy face, and his carved face seemed to cut through the mountain wind, making a horrifying sound.

"End the sword-carrying conference immediately and block all news!"

"But Jiang Chuyan hasn't chosen a suitable sword yet."
To be continued...