Chapter 327: Testing the Sword

The boy's head protruded severely, vaguely appearing a bit deformed, but his eyes were sharp, and every step he took, he left a trail of shallow sword marks behind him, which was very amazing.

Seeing him get up, many people nearby looked over.

But the boy walked straight to Heng Xian's side and raised his head slightly: "You are Heng Xian?"

When he was close, he found that this boy not only had a deformed appearance, but his skin was also dark and rough, like an old farmer who had done farm work for decades, and he was an underbite, with slightly yellow teeth.

The image is really "Sword Saint"!

Heng Xian nodded: "Hmm, I am!"

The boy said: "Please remember my name, my name is Chen Pingyang, the closed-door direct disciple of the Tianyuan Sect Sect Master!"

Heng Xian said casually: "Hmm, remembered."

"Uh..." Seeing Heng Xian answer so simply, Chen Pingyang couldn't help but be stunned: "You... don't you wonder why I talk to you like this?"

Heng Xian shook his head: "Not curious!"

The moment this boy got up to look at himself, he guessed it, nothing more than looking for himself to pull some nonsense.

Chen Pingyang frowned, his protruding head was a bit tight: "You are an interesting person, I heard you are first on the Earth Ranking, and your sword Dao is not bad?"

Heng Xian said carelessly: "Outsiders raise love, just luck!"

Pingyang frowned even tighter: "You are very good at belittling yourself, but whether you are really arrogant or fake self-humble, please remember, although I, Chen Pingyang, are not in the Earth Ranking, the first place on the Earth Ranking belongs to me in the dark!

The first person to use the sword among the third-generation disciples of the Tianyuan Sect is also me, not you!"

Heng Xian nodded: "Good! Now I officially seal you as the first on the Earth Ranking, the first person to use the sword among the third-generation disciples of the Tianyuan Sect!"

Chen Pingyang was a bit angry: "Why do you want to seal it? I feel you are teasing me!"

"Not at all!"

Heng Xian pointed to the four "Sword Saint boys" of the Da Luo Holy Sect, Lingjian Sect, Donghuang Palace, and Luoxia Valley, and said: "I think your top priority is to think about how to defeat them later, what do you think?"

Chen Pingyang smiled proudly: "Just a group of chickens and dogs, I, Chen Pingyang, defeat them like taking things out of a bag!"

"It's chickens and dogs, stones are harder after all, it's better to use taking things out of a bag, taking things out of a bag is slightly redundant, Junior Martial Brother Chen, in addition to practicing the sword, you must strengthen cultural lessons!" Heng Xian reminded seriously.

"Puff!" Bai Lianhua and others not far away covered their mouths and laughed, turning to look to one side.

Lin Shuyu also smiled, seemed to feel inappropriate, and put on a straight face again.

"Uh..."

Chen Pingyang felt very faceless, and said: "It's really boring to talk to a weak person like you, I'm leaving, you open your eyes wide and watch how I defeat them!"

"I'm waiting!" Heng Xian said.

Chen Pingyang grabbed his bald-sheathed sword, scraped the ground and walked back, his figure was lonely and proud, a bit ugly.

Just then, Daoist Kutan in front stroked his beard and said: "The old man's nonsense is finished!"

Everyone immediately got up and saluted respectfully: "Senior Kutan's words are pearls, like Dao true words, making people feel grateful, leaving fragrance in the abdomen, and suddenly enlightened!"

This is not all brainless flattery, Daoist Kutan's "Sword Sutra" is indeed unique.

Daoist Kutan did not decline, laughed, and pointed to the Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Pool: "It is rumored that in ancient times, the Tianyuan Sect had not yet opened a sect here, and there was an evil dragon hidden here. Later, ten thousand sword practitioners, under the orders of the Five Sages and great supernatural powers, came to kill it!

Ten thousand sword practitioners fought with the evil dragon for three days and three nights, and later both perished, creating this scene!"

Bai Chun San said: "Senior Kutan's words are very true, our Tianyuan Sect ancestors also left rumors like this."

Daoist Kutan nodded and said: "When I was young, I was friends with Big Brother Nangong Lingtian, and once begged Big Brother Nangong to take me here to practice for three years.

This Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Pool has an ancient dragon breath lingering at the bottom of the pool, which has not dissipated for a long time, and there are ten thousand sword Qi lingering around the pool water, in a surrounding and suppressing posture.

If someone uses sword Qi to chop, the ten thousand sword Qi will gather on their own, treating your sword as a fellow Daoist, and then use your sword Qi to chop the dragon breath!

The greater the reaction of the ten thousand swords, the greater the dragon roar, representing a person's sword Dao cultivation and future!"

Bai Chun San stroked his beard and smiled proudly: "Senior Kutan's words are very true, although our Tianyuan Sect's Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Pool has been unknown these years, it is a real sword Dao holy land. If you practice sword with this pool, you will get twice the result with half the effort!"

Kutan stroked his beard and said: "Peak Master Bai is so good at talking, then... everyone, let's go in!"

After speaking, he walked in first.

The rest of the six sects' people and Bai Chun San, Nangong Liluo, Bai Butian, and a group of elders and disciples followed in one after another.

Heng Xian scanned the disciples of the six sects and found that there were many acquaintances inside: Xiao Yujian, Huangfu Taiqing, Si Tu Nan Fei, Du Qiyue, Zixi...

Most importantly, Xie Lingyu, who has bright eyes and white teeth, and is cute and likable, also smiled at him, revealing a pair of tiger teeth and dimples.

Heng Xian smiled, just about to step forward to say hello, when he was pulled by someone behind him: "Senior Brother Heng, please wait, please serve the guests!"

Heng Xian looked back, most people had already entered, and only he, Lin Shuyu, Huo Yuanqing, Bai Lianhua, Niu Wanli, Liu Yu, Luo Sihai and a group of people and the serving disciples of Wuyang Peak remained in place.

A group of people looked at each other, it seems everyone is a serving disciple.

At this time, the inner sect disciples of Wuyang Peak pushed the spirit car, carrying dense fruits, snacks, and tea water over.

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Gu Qingyun, the Sword Dao Elder of the Donghuang Palace, and He Bu Wei, the Sword Dao Elder of the Qingshan Sect, exchanged a glance and asked in unison, "Shouldn't your sect fulfill the duties of a host and provide a demonstration for everyone?"

Bai Chun San's face turned slightly pale.

Liu Hanchun and Xu Qianmen frowned slightly.

Little Black, Chen Pingyang, who was sitting beside Zhen Jing, made a move to stand up, but was forcibly pressed back down by the expressionless Zhen Jing Zhen Ren.

Luan Ping smiled at this moment and was about to speak further, but Daoist Kutan seemed to see the awkwardness of the Tianyuan Sect members and said gently, "It is only a first sword test; why must the Tianyuan Sect be the one to do it? Can't anyone else? Why not let my disciple's disciple try it? Yue'er?"

"This disciple is here!" Du Qiyue stood up and cupped his hands.

Bai Chun San, Su Qinxin, Liu Hanchun, and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Having Senior Kutan order someone to test the first sword was completely different from the Tianyuan Sect volunteering to do so; even if Daoist Kutan called a little brat to test it, it would just be a test, whereas for the Tianyuan Sect, it was a matter of face.

Daoist Kutan waved his sleeve: "You go and test the first sword, use all your strength!"

"Yes!"

Du Qiyue walked slowly toward the Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Pool, drew his long sword, the cold light flashing, and a piercing sword hum cut through the sky. He then turned back to face the elders of the various sects, held his sword, and bowed: "Junior Du Qiyue, third-generation disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect. This sword is named Qiao Chun, three feet three inches long, weighing seven hundred and ninety-one catties; it is this disciple's dharma sword!"

This was an ancient swordsman's etiquette; showing respect before drawing the sword represented the high moral integrity of a sword cultivator.

The elders of the various sects could not help but nod slightly; the Spirit Sword Sect entered the Dao through the sword, and their disciples' cultivation and upbringing were truly extraordinary.

(End of chapter)