"Senior, that is the owner of the contemporary Jianlu."
Xiao Lin followed Li Ke's fingers and saw next to the gold and silver swords a half-foot-sized pale yellow rock, with an old woman sitting cross-legged on it.
The old woman looked to be seventy or eighty years old, with white hair and an old face full of vicissitudes of life. Next to the rock, there was a walking stick with a dragon head leaning against it.
At this moment, the old woman was looking at everyone with somewhat cloudy eyes, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
"The current owner of the Sword House is named Jian Ji, and he is a late-stage cultivator of the Void Realm. However, more than a hundred years ago, he was already approaching his end of life and suffered from the five declines of heaven and man. I am afraid that he has not been able to support him for a long time, so he is anxious.
To select the master of the contemporary Sword House, unfortunately, things have gone against expectations, and no one has been able to pass the test." Li Ke looked at the old woman with a sighing expression, and explained to Xiao Lin.
After hearing this, Xiao Lin understood in his heart that once a cultivator cannot further improve his realm, he will soon face the embarrassing situation of approaching longevity.
During this process, you will encounter the five declines of heaven and man. Your magic power and spiritual consciousness will gradually pass away over a period of time until they are dissipated. At this point, the only way is to annihilate the true spirit and re-enter reincarnation.
Seeing the appearance of the old woman, Xiao Lin sighed in his heart. Before this day comes, most immortal cultivators will choose a secluded place to recall everything in the past, and then wait for the arrival of death. This is the so-called sitting.
And once it has reached this point, it is impossible to defeat the enemy or find a physical body again. This is a decline at the level of the soul, which cannot be undone by human power.
"Let me give it a try." At this time, a strong man with a beard who looked to be in his forties came out. After giving his name, he walked straight into the thicket between the gold and silver swords.
But then, everyone heard a scream, and the next moment, the strong man with a beard flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and hit the ground a few feet away, his face turned pale.
"Haha, how can this Nine Palace Sword Formation be so easy to pass? You are really asking for trouble."
"Even the sect leader of the Bahuang Sword Sect was killed in the Nine Palace Sword Formation. It seems that the Jianlu Sect will probably end its inheritance in this generation."
"In Jian Yuan Mountain, there are over a million sword cultivators and numerous talented people. How can it be that we can't find even one person who can pass the Nine Palaces Sword Formation Trial?"
"Real swordsmanship talents may not be able to pass the test. After all, the Jiugong Tiannian Sword Technique is known as one of the three major sword techniques of Jian Yuan Mountain. When the Sword Lu Sect was in its heyday, its combat power may not be weaker than the current Immortal Sword Shen Sect.
No matter how high it is, the test of the master of the Sword House is naturally not an easy task."
"It has been going on for half a month, and still no one can pass the test. It seems that Jianlu is really going to be destroyed."
"I'm here to give it a try." After the forty-year-old bearded man left in embarrassment, another sweet-looking and delicate woman came up. Her delicate body seemed weak, but she exuded a fierceness all over her body.
His sword energy can be said to be extremely sharp.
Even Xiao Lin secretly marveled when he saw this woman. This woman's cultivation in swordsmanship was unmatched, and her swordsmanship had at least reached the level of entering a palace.
"Qiang~" Along with the sound of gold and iron, a watery sword was held in the woman's hand, and then without any hesitation, she walked straight into the mist between the gold and silver swords and disappeared.
It's time for a cup of tea.
Discussions have begun to sound around.
"It's been so long and you haven't been blasted out by the sword energy inside?"
"It's really strange. Could it be that this woman failed the test?"
"I know this woman. She is one of the core disciples of the inner sect of the Immortal Sword Sect. I heard that she condensed the sword intention at the age of thirteen. Now she is only a hundred years old. She is already in the early stage of Yuanying. I heard that her master is still the core disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect.
One of the elders."
"No way, the core disciples of the inner sect of the Immortal Sword Sect are also interested in the Jianlu Sword Art?"
"You don't understand this. Among the three major sword arts of Jian Yuan Mountain, the Xiangzhen Gang Sword Art is the Zongzong Sword Art of the Immortal Sword Divine Sect. For the other two major sword arts, the Immortal Sword Divine Sect has also coveted it for a long time, but unfortunately it has never been able to do so.
As expected, if this woman can pass the test and inherit the Nine Palaces Tian Nian Sword Technique, then she can be naturally classified into the Immortal Sword Divine Sect. In this way, the Immortal Sword Divine Sect can monopolize the two major sword techniques."
"Haha, if you can't find the person to inherit the inheritance, even if it is obtained by the Immortal Sword Sect, it is better than cutting off the inheritance, right?"
While everyone was discussing, there was suddenly a muffled groan, and a pretty figure shot out from the mist. It barely steadied its figure in mid-air, flew over ten feet, and landed on the ground.
"Deng Deng Deng~" He took seven or eight steps back before stopping, with a look of shock on his pretty face.
The old woman on the rock raised her eyelids, glanced at the woman, and then closed them again.
The woman's pretty face turned from a look of horror to a livid expression, then she snorted coldly, dodged her boots, turned around, walked into the crowd, and disappeared.
Then several more people tried to enter the sword formation, but without exception, they were either thrown out or flew out on their own after being injured.
Half a day passed quickly, and still no one could pass the test.
Xiao Lin showed a pensive expression on his face, and began to think about whether to go in and try it. Xiao Lin had no covetous intentions for the Jiugong Tian Nian Sword Art. After all, in his opinion, the World Killing Sword Art he practiced was also
A secret method of superior swordsmanship.
The Nine-Character True Jue, each word is Zhuji, he has only practiced the Po-Zi Jue until now. If he can practice it to the state of great success, he will not be afraid of anyone in the way of swordsmanship.
At the same time, he also knew that he could chew more than he could chew, and understanding the mysteries of swordsmanship was naturally what he wanted, but he had no interest in becoming the new generation master of Sword House.
However, seeing so many people failing the test aroused Xiao Lin's interest and wanted to try it out.
At this moment, a man in ragged clothes and messy hair walked out of the crowd, holding a rusty iron sword in his hand, and walked towards the gold and silver swords step by step.
"Where did the beggar come from?"
"This person has no cultivation at all. Could it be that he is just joking?"
"mortal?"
"How can a mortal come to this island in the middle of the lake? Moreover, although this place is not high, it is still several hundred feet high, and there is no mountain road leading here at all."
"Then how did this person get here?"
After seeing the man in ragged clothes and feeling that there was not even a trace of mana fluctuations on his body, there were comments and doubts all around.
But Xiao Lin's body suddenly shook, two bright spiritual lights burst out from his eyes, and the spiritual pressure on his body suddenly spread. A strong wind suddenly blew in the square on the top of the mountain, and most of the people around him changed their expressions.
They all turned to look at Xiao Lin, showing a look of fear.
Although Xiao Lin's momentum was unintentional, it was enough to scare everyone. The original discussion suddenly disappeared, and the sound of needles dropping could be heard in the square.
Fortunately, Xiao Lin immediately realized his gaffe and hurriedly restrained the burst of spiritual pressure, but there was still a look of shock on his face.
"Bai Xingge?"
It turned out that this man in ragged clothes and holding an iron sword looked exactly like Bai Xingge, and even his frowning eyebrows and the unyielding determination in his eyes were exactly the same as the Bai Xingge in Xiao Lin's impression.
The only thing that made Xiao Lin a little unsure was that there was indeed no mana fluctuation on his body, just like a mortal.
But this scene is unusual. Just like those people discussed before, if Bai Xingge really lost all his cultivation and became a mortal, how could he come here.
A phantom extended and stopped in front of the ragged man, it was Xiao Lin.
Seeing someone blocking the road, the man stopped and stared at Xiao Lin with a sharp look in his clear eyes.
Xiao Lin also looked at him, his eyebrows furrowed.
The man in front of him gave Xiao Lin the feeling that he was indeed Bai Xingge. Whether it was his appearance or figure, even his clear eyes and the indomitable and fearless brilliance in his eyes, they all told Xiao Lin that this man was indeed
It's Bai Xingge.
Bai Xingge in front of him didn't seem to recognize him when he saw him, and there was a trace of doubt in his clear eyes.
But this trace of doubt passed away in a flash, and was soon replaced by a ray of solemnity and sharpness.
"Get out of the way." Two words came from the man's mouth.
Xiao Lin didn't move at all, he just stared at the other person quietly. Xiao Lin's mind was racing and he thought of some possibilities.
"Amnesia?" Xiao Lin came to such a conclusion.
Back then, Bai Xingge and Bai Chongzun forcibly ascended to the spirit world. Like himself, they probably encountered some dangers in the process. Moreover, after he ascended to the spirit world, he had inquired in many ways, but he had never found out any information about the two of them.
However, although the human race is located in a corner, this corner is also vast and boundless. Looking for one or two people is like looking for a needle in a haystack, so after inquiring to no avail, Xiao Lin gave up temporarily.
But he never expected that he would meet Bai Xingge next to the sword hut in Jianyuan Mountain. But at this moment, Bai Xingge was dressed in ragged clothes and holding an iron sword. How could he have half of the elegance of the famous interface battlefield?
This made Xiao Lin feel a little sad.
Moving slowly, Xiao Lin actually got out of the way.
Seeing Xiao Lin obediently getting out of the way, many people were stunned again. The spiritual pressure that Xiao Lin had just burst out already showed how powerful he was, and such a powerful being actually flinched in front of the ragged man.
, which really confuses many people.
Even Li Ke had a look of disbelief on his face. He knew Xiao Lin's strength very well, but he also didn't understand Xiao Lin's actions.
"Thank you." The man in ragged clothes nodded to Xiao Lin, then holding the iron sword, he walked step by step into the thicket between the gold and silver swords and disappeared.
The time for a cup of tea passed quickly.
The ragged man did not come out.
Soon half an hour passed...
The man in ragged clothes still didn’t come out…
Until an hour passed...
Even the old woman sitting beside her lost her composure and actually opened her eyes, her cloudy eyes showing excitement.
"Hugh~~" At this time, two sword energy burst into the sky. When everyone looked at it, it was the gold and silver swords that were originally stuck diagonally on the ground.
Two sword energy, one gold and one silver, shot up thousands of feet into the void and turned into a golden dragon and a silver phoenix. The golden dragon and silver phoenix were entangled with each other and danced happily in the void.
With the dragon and phoenix as the center, the sword energy spread out in waves in all directions, making bursts of sharp roaring sounds.
"Bang~~" The dense energy between the gold and silver swords suddenly exploded. After the aura dissipated, a man in ragged clothes was revealed. The man still had a calm expression, but his eyes were full of emotion.
Shining with the light of thought.
All that was left of the iron sword in his hand was the hilt, which was suddenly held in his hand.
Slowly, he raised his head and looked into the void. The moment he looked into the void, a shocking sword intent suddenly burst out from his body.
"Ah~~~"
The immortal cultivators who were close around them all changed their expressions under the impact of this sword intent, and their bodies also retreated one after another, until they were dozens of feet away.
Xiao Lin's robes were also dancing, but his body was motionless, like a mountain.
As the sound of dragon roar sounded, the golden dragon and silver phoenix volleyed down from the sky and turned into two sword auras, which shot straight down. However, the ragged man remained motionless, despite the two sword auras.
The sound shot into its Baihui and disappeared without a trace.
The sword intent on the man in ragged clothes suddenly surged several times, and his eyes strangely turned into gold and silver. Centered around it, the ground beneath his feet exploded layer by layer.
It seemed that it was unable to carry the majestic sword intent, so it turned the sword intent into sword energy and poured it into the earth through its feet.
The earth within a hundred feet was neatly cut down to a depth of several feet before it stopped. After a while, the smoke dissipated, and the ragged man breathed a sigh of relief. The flushed color on his face gradually began to fade and returned to normal.
He regained his original appearance as a mortal.
After pondering for a while, the man slowly turned around and walked towards Xiao Lin.
He came about ten feet away from Xiao Lin, looked at Xiao Lin, and after a moment he said: "Your Excellency just said that my name is Bai Xingge?"
"Don't you know what your name is?" Xiao Lin asked with a faint smile on his face after hearing this.
"What is my name?"
"What's my name? Why can't I remember?" The man in ragged clothes showed a look of confusion on his face, but he quickly covered his head and looked like he was in pain.
At the same time, streams of sword energy erupted from his body. The sword energy enveloped him and expanded and contracted erratically, showing his inner unrest.
"Hahaha~~ There are successors to Jianlu. Since someone has already withstood the test, the Jiugongtian Nianjian Jue must have been engraved into your sea of consciousness, and my mission has been completed." The man sitting cross-legged on the rock
The old woman on the bed suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
She stared at the ragged man, and suddenly her laughter stopped, her head slowly drooped, and she sat down.
The man in ragged clothes didn't notice all this. He covered his head and knelt on the ground with a painful expression. The sword energy around his body was gathering more and more. In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by a layer of rich
Shrouded in sword energy.
The people around were frightened when they saw this scene. Once such a sharp sword energy erupted, those with low cultivation levels would be directly cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
Xiao Lin's face condensed, and with a wave of his sleeves, the majestic magic power burst out, instantly wrapping the ragged man. Then his body swayed slightly, and he flashed in front of the man, pointing a finger at the center of his eyebrows.
The huge power of thought entered the man's sea of consciousness, and with a slight shock, the man fainted immediately. The sword energy around him, which was already on the verge of bursting out, lost control and dissipated.