When she reacted, she found that she had left the Sword Tomb and arrived at the square of the main peak.
With Jiang Deng's sudden appearance, everyone in the square looked eagerly at the Evil Killing Sword in Jiang Deng's hand.
This sword is red in color and contains extremely powerful spiritual energy and fierce and domineering sword energy. It is clearly a heaven-level top-grade spiritual sword!
"Could it be that...this is the legendary evil-killing sword that specializes in defeating evil cultivators?"
"The previous owner of the Evil-Zhushing Sword was Liang Wei, the seventh-generation leader of the Taichu Sword Sect. Leader Liang hated evil cultivators the most and used the Evil-Zhutting Sword to kill tens of thousands of evil cultivators in his life!"
"It is rumored that the Evil Killing Sword can kill evil spirits in the world. It is famous far and wide. Together with the Invincible Sword, it is known as the two great sect-suppressing spiritual swords of the Taichu Sword Sect!"
…
Such a powerful spiritual sword was actually pulled out by Jiang Deng with useless spiritual roots?
Everyone looked at Jiang Deng in disbelief. Even Xia Chenqing, who had always been calm, was taken aback. He thought to himself that maybe the master and the peak masters had seen it wrong. Jiang Deng's talent was actually no less than Lin Jun's.
This peerless genius...
"Sister!" Jiang Zhiling ran to Jiang Deng excitedly, "I also pulled out a sword, do you want to see it?"
"OK."
Jiang Deng nodded. When she went to the core area of the Sword Tomb, she didn't meet Jiang Zhiling. Could it be that Jiang Zhiling had already pulled out a heaven-level spiritual sword and left the Sword Tomb?
Also, Jiang Zhiling's talent in swordsmanship is so high that it is not surprising that she could pull out a heaven-level spiritual sword at the fastest speed.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Under Jiang Deng's expectant gaze, Jiang Zhiling excitedly took out her sword.
It is three feet long, completely black, and quite rounded. It doesn't even have a sword edge.
Wait...is this a sword?
Jiang Deng looked at the fire stick in Jiang Zhiling's hand with surprise.
It doesn’t matter that it looks weird, but the most important thing is that I can’t feel any spiritual power! Could it be just an ordinary sword...
The corner of Jiang Deng's mouth twitched slightly, "Zhiling, how about we change the sword? You use the Evil Killing Sword?"
Hearing the sound, Zhu Xie Sword examined Jiang Zhiling.
When it discovered that Jiang Zhiling was not only a Heavenly Spiritual Root, but also an extremely rare innate sword bone, it immediately became excited and couldn't wait to become Jiang Zhiling's natal sword.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhiling shook her head decisively, "I don't want it."
Evil-killing Sword: "..."
Even if Jiang Deng has a magic sword and doesn’t like it, why can’t this little girl like it too?
Jiang Zhiling explained: "Sister, I want this sword. This sword gives me a very strange feeling. I can feel it calling me. What's more, I have accepted it as my natal sword and can no longer
It has been changed. If you don’t believe me, sister, just take a look.”
Saying that, Jiang Zhiling inserted the sword into the back of her neck, and then inserted it smoothly...
Jiang Deng was stunned, this, this is okay?
She knew that the natal sword could be stored in the sea of consciousness and Dantian, but she had never seen someone like Jiang Zhiling inserting the sword directly into her neck!
But since she was able to insert it without causing any damage to Jiang Zhiling, it seemed that she didn't have to worry that what Jiang Zhiling got was just an ordinary sword. It should be a very powerful sword.
It's just that this sword, like the heavy light sword, is seriously damaged and needs Jiang Zhiling's innate sword bone to warm and nourish...
Thinking of this, Jiang Deng asked again: "Can I still take it out?"
Jiang Zhiling scratched her head and smiled sheepishly: "It seems to be temporarily growing in my body. I have to wait until its damage is repaired before it can be taken out."
Jiang Deng also breathed a sigh of relief. He would let Ah Tu take a look after he could take it out. After all, Ah Tu was the strongest being in the Taichu Sword Sect, so he should know something.
Soon, the six hours for the opening of the Sword Tomb arrived. Leng Baige took the Menghui Sword and came out of the Sword Tomb.
It seems that despite his pleading, Meng Huijian's compassion moved, and he gave Leng Baige another chance to draw his sword.
Xia Chenqing closed the teleportation array leading to the Sword Tomb, looked at the disciples in front of him, and said loudly: "Because we are catching up with the sect's ranking battle once in a century, this year's competition within the sect will start early."
"Any monk under the age of thirty in the Sword Sect can sign up for the internal competition. According to their own realm, they can sign up for the corresponding war zone. The leader of the foundation-building realm war zone will be rewarded with a mustard seed and spiritual power.
If it is warm and nourished, a small world can be born.”
"As for the competition within the sect, it will officially start in three days. All fellow sect members can go to the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall to sign up now!" After saying this, Xia Chenqing left with his sword.
On the spot, Jiang Deng's eyes lit up.
Mustard seed?
Although this thing is precious, it is relatively useless to most people, because it is very difficult to make it germinate. It takes at least a year for a Foundation Establishment monk to warm it to germinate, but it is extremely easy for Jiang Deng.
Because her power of chaos contains vitality, she can quickly make mustard seeds sprout!
Once the mustard seed germinates, it will form a small world of its own!
Not only does it contain more things than the storage bag, but the most important thing is that time passes in the small world. Putting the elixir in it can grow normally, even better than growing in the outside world!
Jiang Deng couldn't wait to say: "Zhiling, let's go and sign up!"
"Okay, sister!" Jiang Zhiling nodded obediently.
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Miscellaneous Hall.
It's getting dark now, but there are not many people queuing up to sign up.
The two disciples who were assigned to the miscellaneous affairs hall, Che Wei and Pang Panghai, were in charge of registration. They had been busy since dawn until now. Even if they were monks, they would be a little unbearable.
Che Wei stretched and yawned, "Next, name."
"Ginger lamp."
An indifferent voice sounded.
W-what? Jiang Deng!
Che Wei and Pang Panghai woke up instantly and quickly looked up at the woman who walked in front of them.
Although they have never seen Jiang Deng, they have heard about Jiang Deng's actions for a long time. Just because Jiang Deng has done so many bad things and made the sect masters and peak masters hate her so much, no one dares to impersonate her.
ah!
Especially since Jiang Deng still has a jade tag of his identity as the master of Hidden Peak tied around his waist, how could it be fake?
Pang Dahai said with a smile: "Jiang, Peak Master Jiang, why are you here? Are you here to inspect our work? We are serious about our work!"
Jiang Deng frowned, "No, I'm here to sign up for the internal competition."
As soon as these words came out, the jaws of everyone around him dropped.
The peak master actually came to sign up for the internal competition in person?
How about it being so...weird!
Che Wei was shocked and said: "Well, how can this peak master sign up to participate in the internal competition? There has never been such a precedent in the Taichu Sword Sect!"
Jiang Deng chuckled lightly, "Why, does Taichu Jianzong have a rule that the peak master cannot participate in the internal competition?"
Everyone: "..."
There is no such rule because the Taichu Sword Sect has never produced a peak master with such a low cultivation level as Jiang Deng!
Now the weakest peak master in history is coming to participate in the intra-sect competition again? What is going on!