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Chapter 1199 The person who created the first of Kendo(1/2)

This Tianjue Jian Tomb has a tomb of outstanding figures from all generations in the Wanjian Jue Sect from ancient times to the present.

It contains various different sword intents.

Any sword cultivator who enters it can find a sword intent similar to his own sword path.

As long as you can find and resonate with yourself, you can comprehend the insights of your ancestors on the spot.

This is the biggest treasure of Tianjue Sword Tomb.

However, Le'er doesn't seem interested in this at all.

The steps under my feet are neither too fast nor too slow, but they are still going deeper.

Until, she walked into the deepest part of Tianjue Sword Tomb.

There, a grave lies alone.

Compared with the grave in front, there is no trace of mist here.

It seems to be incompatible with the entire Tianjue Sword Tomb.

What's even more strange is that the tombstone is just a small wooden sign.

It looks like it cannot be compared with those colorful jades.

But for some reason, this lonely tomb was buried in the innermost part.

Within a radius of more than ten meters, there is only one.

Boom boom boom boom...

In the swelling mist, bursts of sword energy burst out.

The scenes of light and shadow were broken.

It turns into light and dissipates again in the fog, waiting for those who are destined to come and comprehend.

At this moment, Le'er walked out of the fog and came to the lonely grave.

"here……"

After entering the Tianjue Sword Tomb, Le Erci made a sound.

...

Outside the place where the sword burial was buried, Baili Yixian and the old sword saint stood side by side.

Both of them were staring at the place where the sword burial was buried.

However, the layers of fog isolated their exploration.

Even with the power of two great sword powerhouses, they cannot sense what was born inside.

"You just asked me how long have you been here for the longest time..."

The old sword saint suddenly smiled and said slowly.

It's like being bored, I accidentally remembered a topic.

Upon hearing this, Baili Yixian nodded and never spoke.

He is already cold in nature and doesn't want to say more about boring topics.

"So do you want to know who the person who stayed the longest?"

The old sword saint said with a smile, his tone was very casual.

Then, without waiting for Baili Yixian to respond, he waved to himself.

Behind him, two young men walked over quietly.

There was no sound in the steps.

It seemed as if there was an invisible layer of air floating under my feet.

"I have met the master, I have met the Baili Sword God..."

The two came close to each other and bowed.

At this time, Baili Yixian was still facing away from the two, staring at the place where the sword burial was buried.

There is no interest in the people behind you.

Even, I don't want to look back and take a look.

Baili Yixian is famous for being arrogant and arrogant.

Others were not surprised or angry at his reaction.

If he suddenly became enthusiastic, he would have really seen a ghost.

"This is a disciple who has followed me for twenty years. If nothing unexpected happens, the leader of the Wanjian Jue Sect will be his in the future..."

While speaking, the old sword saint raised his hand and pointed to the older young man.

I saw that the young man stood up and looked up.

A mature and persistent atmosphere appeared on his face with beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

But in the eyes, the sharp temperament is hard to hide.

It gives people the feeling of a peerless sword being sheathed.

Although he has never shown his sharpness, as long as he draws his sword and is out of the sheath, he will be able to shine the world.

With a bright and energetic gaze, he looked at Baili Yixian's back.

For any young sword cultivator, the four words Baili Yixian are of great significance.

Even the disciples of the old sword saint have an extraordinary impression of this sword god.

A generation of sword god, invincible.

Especially among the young sword cultivators, Baili Yixian has almost been mythological.

At this time, Baili Yixian seemed to sense the gaze behind him.

He turned his head gently and took a look indifferently.

The moment he saw the young man, he was a little stunned.

Then, a hint of praise appeared in his eyes.

"Not less than me."

This sentence is a great compliment.

Apart from the Crazy Sword 6 Qingcang, there has not been a single person who can compare with Baili Yixian.

However, Baili Yixian just praised him.

Just, it was just a compliment, and there was no look of joy in seeing the hunt.

It seems that I don’t feel so amazing about this genius disciple.

After all, Baili Yixian's vision is famous for being high.

Besides, he is now concerned with his disciples from the Sword Burial Land.

"Haha, this praise from the Sword God is enough to make this son famous."

The old sword saint smiled, looking relieved.

This disciple who was adopted by him since childhood has the closest relationship with him.

Almost, it is equivalent to the relationship between the old sword saint and his eldest disciple 6 Qingcang.

"He is my newly accepted disciple. He originally joined the outer sect, but the talent of swordsmanship is too rare. When I see him, I can't help it.

Break the convention and put it under your door..."

While speaking, the old sword saint pointed at another younger disciple.

This time, Baili Yixian took another look.

But he just nodded and said two words: Not bad.

For the Sword God, the word "good" is already very rare.

"Haha, it is me, a newly acquired disciple, who broke the record of the place where the sword burial was buried. Not only did I stay there for a full twenty-three days, but I also went to the deepest part. I was even lucky enough to pay homage to the life style of my ancestor of Wanjian Juezang."

When he said this, the old sword saint couldn't help but smile.

Obviously, he was very satisfied with the new disciple.

And the young man also looked proud.

His sharp eyes looked directly at Baili Yixian's back.

There was a ray of eager competition in his eyes.

Even when facing the Sword God, he was still a little dissatisfied.

That sharp look seemed to say that one day he would be able to replace it.
To be continued...
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