With Zhu Changyue's instructions, Ling Feng and Chu Chao South soon came to the Dusiyue Tianshan Palace. When they saw the magnificent and magnificent momentum of the Yueyue Tiangong, they couldn't help but shocked.
This palace is like a huge city. It covers a wide range of area, which is simply terrifying.
Ling Feng and Chu Chaonan presented their swordsman rankings to the token. Soon some staff took the two to the office to register.
"Ling Feng, the first rookie sword list first?"
A old man who looked a little haunted, holding Ling Feng's identity token for a long while, then relieved: "According to the instructions of the senior elders, you are now a temporary student of the Duyue Tianshan Palace."
"Temporary trainees?" Ling Feng couldn't touch his mind. How can he be a temporary student?
"In terms of, you don't belong to the students of the foreign hospital or the students of the internal hospital, but you enjoy the treatment of core students. As long as you accumulate enough contribution points, you can exchange various cultivation resources without setting the level of authority."
The old man explained lightly.
"It sounds good." Ling Feng nodded. The identity of this temporary student gave himself greater freedom.
"What about me? What about me?"
Chu Chaonan couldn't wait to ask: "Am I also a temporary student?"
"This ..." The old man glanced at Chu Chanan, and Chu Chaonan immediately took out his second place to the sword -man list, and patted it on the table.
"The elders did not particularly tell you the situation, but if you want to join the Moon Tianshan Palace, you should sign up according to the process." The old man said slowly.
"First second, this gap is too big!"
Chu Chao Nan shouted, but Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "I said Brother Chu, do you really want to join the Dianyue Tian Palace?"
"Forehead……"
Chu Chanan froze for a moment, and immediately smiled: "I just talked casually, just like this!"
What kind of joke, if Mu Shenjun knows that this guy has joined the Moon Tianshan Palace, he is probably a dead end.
Nympho
After registering some personal information, Ling Feng quickly came to the place where the Sword Pond was washing Jianchi.
"Are you Ling Feng?"
Looking at the deacon of Shou Huanxin Jianchi, I looked at the token in my hand, looked at Ling Feng again, and asked.
"Yes." Ling Feng nodded.
"Well, you have three opportunities to enter the Sword Pond of Huanxin three times. After three times, you need to pay 100 million contribution points at one time before you can enter."
The deacon eyelids trembled, and said casually, handing the token in my hand to Ling Feng: "You can go in, remember, you can only enlighten each opportunity for two hours, and the time exceeds time will be automatically transmitted out.
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Then, Chu Chanan also handed his own token, the deacon nodded, and also released the Chu Chanan.
After putting away the token, Lingfeng walked side by side into the area of Huanxin Wash Jianchi.
The next moment, the two seemed to cross a layer of transparent water and entered a completely different world.
It came into the eyes of a thousand -blade lonely peak, as if a sword that connected to the sky, exuding an amazing anger.
Under the lone peak, there is a calm lake, which is about the so -called.
Huanxin washing the sword pool is very large, and the lake is clear. It seems that you can see the bottom at a glance.
The strange atmosphere of Sisi continues to disperse from the shampooing of the sword, which makes people feel that it cannot be clearly described in language.
The huge hopes of endlessly washing the sword pond, there were lotus leaves floating around, as if there were invisible hands underneath slowly pushing those lotus leaves. The weird thing was that the lotus leaves drifted there, there was no ripple.
It seems to be dead water, which gives people a life full of vitality.
At this time, only a few figures in the washing sword pond, scattered in a certain corner, and the eyes were sometimes empty, sometimes sinking into their own world.
Know what happened in the outside world.
"Brother Ling, I'll find a place to realize it first!"
Chu Chaonan couldn't wait to wait, and said to Ling Feng, and he stepped forward to a smooth stone pier, sitting down his knees.
With a deep breath, Ling Feng also put aside the thoughts, found a place by the side of the pool, and sat down slowly.
As soon as he sat down, Ling Feng felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Ethics!
It was a kind of ethereal state without any thoughts. The water in front of the eyes seemed to become clearer. At a glance, it was like a bottomless abyss.
It does not even need Ling Feng's initiative, the two major swords of the spirit at the same time, at the same time, under the eyes of Ling Feng's eyes, the shi heart washing sword pool in front of the eyes seemed to have a slight wavelet passing through the spread, and a figure slowly appeared.
From blurred to clear.
That's the reflection of Ling Feng.
The inverted shadow seemed to be given a unique life, and it turned out to live, as if under the heart of the Huanxin Sword Pond, there was also a Lingfeng.
A blink of an eye, the sitting body stood up.
I do n’t know when it is in my hand, a sword appears, it is exactly the appearance of a dozen.
The smile on his face was hidden, his face became calm, his waves could not afford, the footsteps were opened, the handheld sword gently moved, and a starting hand of a sword art.
Then, Lingfeng pierced the sword, and practiced the most primitive basic swordsmanship. At the beginning, the movement was a bit crooked.
The shadow in Huanxin washing the sword pool is practicing the sword, and in the sea of Ling Feng's spirit, it seems that a figure also appears, and it seems to follow the shadow and dance.
Each sword in the spiritual world is consistent with the figures reflected by the heart of the Sword Pond under the Sword of the Heart, as if they are the same person.
Washing the sword pool of Huanxin, wash your heart to practice swords, wash your sword and practice your heart, the heart sword is unified!
The trace of impurities of Jianxin, a little flaw, under the magical power of Wan Xinxin to wash the sword pool, was eliminated a little bit.
One sword and a sword, over and over again, the movement is getting more and more accurate and stable, faintly, Ling Feng seems to have a brand new understanding of his swordsmanship.
The reflection in the sword in the sword of Huanxin seems to be a one -time process of Lingfeng's sword practicing, re -drilling, and reappearing the memory deep in the depths of the past.
Looking at the reflection in the heart washing the sword pool, Ling Feng had a strange feeling, as if he had experienced the process of learning swords and swords again.
He has set foot in Wudao yourself, starting with the beginning of learning from Duanmu Green Shirt to learn broken star swordsmanship, and then to learn from Yan Cangtian to learn from Yan Cangtian to learn from the Bayang Xuan Swordsman.
In my mind, and every set of swords I have, it seems to have been explained.
It is a kind of essence of various swordsmanship, the experience of integrating a furnace, so that Ling Feng's realm can reach a higher level.