The sky is still blue and the earth is still bright.
The cold wind continued to blow by, and snowflakes scattered on Taichu City as always, falling piece by piece on the people around Taichu Li Youzhu.
There are only over 2,000 testers here.
Most of them were teleported back in advance, and their expressions still have palpitations even now.
Obviously everything in the ghost cave is too shocking to them.
And the danger this time is indeed as the middle-aged sword holder in official uniform said three days ago, there is life and death.
Xu Qing stood in the crowd. He was one of the last people to return from the teleportation.
The moment his body was revealed, he immediately looked around and noticed several people returning at the same time as him.
The captain was also among them. His body was covered with injuries, but fortunately his limbs were intact.
However, one eye is gone, two ears are gone, and there is a wound on his stomach. At this moment, he is covering it and grinning.
Smiling at Xu Qing.
Even though he only had one eye, he still looked proud, as if he was very satisfied with this harvest. Obviously there were many caves in the pit, Xu Qing could see gods, and others might have seen other supernatural beings in other caves.
In addition to the captain, Xu Qing also saw the red girl.
The other party also teleported at the same time as him, and obviously persisted until the end.
The mask he was wearing was now blood-colored, and so was his body. The evil ghost was chewing the scythe he was carrying, but he couldn't hide the fact that he was dying.
There is another thing that Xu Qing doesn't want to see.
That is Zhang Siyun, Taisi Daozi.
He obviously had a way to save his life, so he didn't die.
But he is extremely weak, and his physical abnormality has obviously reached a certain level. At this moment, he is constantly taking pills to try to dispel it.
There was also a huge scratch on his body that spread from the center of his eyebrows to his chest. It was so deep that the bones could be seen. It seemed that if it were deeper, it could be completely cut into several parts.
Xu Qing looked at Zhang Siyun, and Zhang Siyun also saw Xu Qing, with a gloomy face and cold eyes.
Xu Qing had no expression on his face and looked away.
He was thinking about the gods in the ghost cave, and it is impossible for the Sword-bearing Court not to know about them. So judging from this, maybe the ceremony of the five-cornered wooden house was arranged by the Sword-bearing Court.
The purpose is to let the gods continue to sleep.
Of course, this is just a guess, and it is possible that the wooden house already existed before the Sword-bearing Court, but in any case, this does not affect the next inference.
That is, the red life lamp in the wooden house cannot be taken away.
If the sword-wielding court arranges it, they will naturally not let others take it away.
If it existed in the first place, even the Sword Holding Court would not be able to take it away, let alone those of them who were going to the trial.
"Then what is Zhang Siyun's purpose of going there?"
Xu Qing lacked information and could not guess the answer. At this moment, he recalled the words of the woman in the wooden house and suddenly had a feeling.
It seemed that from the very beginning, the opera singer had told all comers about the story of the ghost cave in two lines of lyrics.
Someone was buried here for a long time, and cut the acacia into pieces and turned it into countless petals. The petals are as messy as paper money, and they are swaying like dust.
Each petal contains longing, as if it has been waiting in the past and present lives, waiting for someone to appear who can put the pieces of lovesickness back together again.
I just don’t know if it’s the girl from the wooden house who’s waiting, or the spirit from the ghost cave who’s waiting.
Xu Qing was silent.
This world, in his eyes, gradually became more and more mysterious.
At the same time, he also saw a human monk who was teleported back at the same time as him. The other person's figure was not revealed. The moment he returned, his body was trembling and was instantly wiped out by a ray of light emanating from the Taichu Liyou Pillar.
The death of this person made Xu Qing bury his thoughts about the ghost cave in his heart. When his eyes were focused, a voice without any emotion came out from the Taichu Liyou Pillar.
"Check it out, kill your kin, and erase it."
Xu Qing was shocked. He had previously speculated whether the teleportation jade slip had a record function that was illegal. Now he went to see it and found that it was indeed the case.
In addition, he also found that the fragments on his body were gone.
At the moment when the teleportation returned, those fragments seemed to be swept away by a vast force and integrated into the Taichu Liyou Pillar.
Obviously the Sword-holding Court has its own way of recording.
At this moment, in this cold wind, as everyone is waiting, the sky suddenly shines with brilliant light, and figures come one after another. Each of these figures is wearing official uniforms and standing in the sky.
There were dozens at first, but soon as the rainbow roared, more and more figures arrived, reaching hundreds.
The coercion coming from them roared in all directions, making the world seem to dim at this moment, and the falling figures continued.
This scene made the trialists below feel shaken, and the surrounding crowd of people watching and the guardians of various sects also had solemn expressions.
Until a moment later, thousands of figures stood in the sky.
Every cultivation level reveals extraordinary fluctuations. The weakest among them is the Heavenly Palace Golden Pill. The Nascent Soul also exists, and so does the Lingzang.
And behind each one of them, there is the same big sword.
This sword is green and engraved with marks.
The mark looks like a Yuan character.
The similar official uniforms make these people look extremely neat, and their auras seem to be connected with each other, forming an earth-shaking momentum that seems to be able to suppress eternity, destroying all races and all foreign enemies!
The momentum is like a rainbow!
They are all the sword-holders in the Yinghuangzhou Sword-holding Court.
At this moment, they formed a double-wing formation in mid-air, like two huge wings, spreading their wings and soaring. While the pressure was strong, there was also a sense of solemnity, rising in the sky and earth.
The entire Taichu Liyou City was silent. No matter it was around the Taichu Liyou Pillar or the tents in the city, no one made a sound at this solemn moment.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the sky.
Because they know that next... there will be a grand ceremony for the sword holder!
This is the case for every second stage of the sword holder's trial, with extremely high standards in the ceremony.
After all, this is the assessment of the Five Shangxuan tribes of the human race, and it represents the face of the human race.
At this moment, when everyone's expressions were solemn, a loud roar slowly came from above the sky and among the clouds and mist.
The sound became louder and louder, and finally a colorful vortex appeared high in the sky.
Nine brilliant figures walked out of the colorful vortex.
Everyone here has returned to the virtual realm, and anyone in the sect of Yinghuangzhou can become an ancestor.
And they...are the nine sword-wielding elders of the Yinghuangzhou Sword-wielding Court.
Their expressions were all serious. At this moment, they walked out, with four people on the left and right hanging on their wings, and only one person in the middle.
This person is the great elder of Yinghuangzhou Sword-holding Court, and the highest level of Yinghuangzhou Sword-holding Court.
When Xu Qing raised his head and saw the other party, he was stunned for a moment.
This great elder was actually the old man who was very similar to Master Bai who explained the knowledge of grass and alchemy at the Taoist altar!
Xu Qing knew that the other party must have a status in the sword-holding court, but he did not expect that his status was so high that he was in charge of a court!
When Xu Qing's heart was in turmoil, a middle-aged man walked out in front of his left wing.
With a serious expression on his face, he bowed deeply to the great elder holding the sword in the middle, cupping his fists.
"There are a total of 4,311 sword holders in the Ying Huangzhou Sword Holding Court. There are 4,311 sword holders present today and no one is absent. Please review it with the Great Elder."
The sword-holder in the middle, the great elder, nodded slightly.
"Read the list."
"Follow the decree of the great elder!" The man who walked out from the left wing had an extremely solemn look on his face. He quickly turned around and looked at the earth, his voice like a loud bell.
"After review by the Sword-bearing Court and reported to the Sword-bearing Palace, based on the number of fragments obtained, ten members of our human race will be selected to be qualified to be the Sword-bearing Emperor!"
"The list is as follows."
"Xu Qing, Chen Erniu, Qingqiu, Zhang Siyun, Ning Yan..."
As the middle-aged man spoke, names came out one by one.
Every time one of them is spoken, the crowd below will breathe faster, until soon all ten people's names have been spoken.
"Ten of you, come out!"
Xu Qing took a deep breath, stepped out, and stood in front.
The captain did the same thing, and other people whose names were called also walked out one after another.
Soon the ten of them were lined up together, ten feet away from each other, standing in front of the crowd, attracting everyone's attention, and it was very obvious.
After Xu Qing and others walked out, the middle-aged man holding the sword in the sky turned around, bowed to the elder holding the sword, and returned to his original position.
The great elder who was holding the sword stood in the middle of the sky. He did not lower his head to look at Xu Qing and the others. Instead, he turned around, with solemnity all over his body, and bowed deeply toward the sky and the colorful vortex.
The hoarse voice of vicissitudes of life slowly came out from his mouth in an extremely solemn tone.
"Please ask the Great Immortal Jiyao Emperor of Yuan Zai to lead the human race and hold the sword, Heavenly Lord, to come to our court."
As soon as his voice came out, all the sword holders around him, including the other eight sword-wielding elders, all looked solemn, clasped their fists toward the vortex of the sky, bowed deeply, and all spoke.
"Please ask the Great Immortal Jiyao Emperor of Yuan Zai to lead the human race and hold the sword, Heavenly Lord, to come to our court."
This kind of ceremony is extremely formal and reveals the orthodoxy of the human race. Xu Qing couldn't help but look solemn when he participated.
At this moment, as all the sword holders opened their mouths, their voices rushed into the sky and into the vortex, causing the light in the colorful vortex to instantly shine.
The rays of rays of light emanate from within, eventually illuminating the entire sky, making the sky endless and filled with rays of rays of light.
In the end, the colorful vortex turned into a huge statue that made everyone's soul tremble.
This statue of God stands tall in the sky and is extremely vast.
It can be seen that the statue of the god is of a middle-aged man, and his expression is calm and intimidating.
With a bright light in his eyes, he is wearing the robe of the Nine Dragon Emperor and moves with the wind.
Wearing a crown of nine-day morning glow, it shines with splendor.
Behind it, there is a big sword. This sword is green and engraved with the mark of Yuan. It looks exactly like the sword of the sword holder!
At the moment when the statue appeared, the glow caused violent waves in the sky.
The color of the sky and the earth changes, and the wind and clouds surge!
This scene made all the people below feel extremely shaken, and their bodies' energy and blood surged uncontrollably.
A sense of blood connection rises strongly in the hearts of every human race.
That is, the great emperor of the human race!
That is, the founder of the Sword Holding Club!
Everyone bowed their heads involuntarily, even Xue Lianzi and the ancestors of other sects were like this.
With heartfelt sincerity and utmost respect, I went to pay homage to the statue of the great emperor of the human race.
Xu Qing was the same, with ups and downs in his heart.
He thought of the Ghost Emperor, but obviously compared with the human emperor, the Ghost Emperor was far behind.
And the appearance of this great emperor is seventy-nine similar to the statue of the ancient Emperor Xuanyou that Xu Qing once saw.
As all the human clans paid their respects, the solemn voice of the sword-wielding elder reverberated throughout the world.
"Inheriting the sacred mandate of the eternal emperor of the four extremes of heaven, the Sword Palace lineage holds the sword for the human race, cutting off the fate of the people and shining the light of heaven and earth. Therefore, the glow of the emperor's statue fills the sky as a proof."
This sound is like thunder from the sky, spreading in the sky, swirling on the earth, spreading in the hearts of every sword holder, and imprinting its mark on the hearts of all the people below.
It even exploded directly in the minds of Xu Qing and ten others.
It's like the bells of heaven and earth are beating, deafening and enlightening!
Because this is the destiny of the sword holder!
Cut off the misfortune of the people and shine the light of heaven and earth!