Chapter 232: Inheriting the Sword for 100,000 Years

There was a bright light coming from the front, swaying and very soft, which surprised Ji Chen. He originally thought that after crossing the river, there would be a more dangerous place, but he didn't expect that there was a strong spiritual energy in front of him, making people feel a wave of peace.

A pure land appeared across the Huangquan River?

Ji Chen went ashore, dragged the boat ashore, and put it directly into the ring.

After all, this thing may be the only tool for crossing the river, so it cannot be lost.

He walked towards the front, and there were cranes chirping in front of him, and the spiritual energy was rising.

A few miles later, a bright world appeared in Ji Chen's eyes. There was no darkness, soft brilliance flowed, and there was peace and holiness.

Ji Chen was in a daze, feeling like he was dreaming. He even wondered if he had entered a fantasy world.

But everything in front of him was so real, the spiritual energy was floating, the light was shining, and a crane spread its wings and flew over his head as if it hadn't seen Ji Chen.

A clicking sound came from behind Ji Chen, catching his attention.

Ji Chen turned around and saw a horse driving from behind. There was no driver to control it. The old horse seemed to know the way.

"What a handsome horse!"

Ji Chen admired that this was a kind of monster that Ji Chen had never seen before, with fiery red scales all over its body.

Just as the carriage passed by Ji Chen, it suddenly stopped and a voice came from inside the carriage.

"Is the fifth senior brother also returning to the mountain to participate in the sword inheritance conference? Why not get in the car and go together."

It was a man's voice, very cheerful.

Anyone?

Ji Chen was even more surprised. He looked before and after, thought about it, and decided to get in the car.

He was now unsure whether he had entered an illusion, or whether it was just a delusion, or whether it was a real secret realm.

Ji Chen couldn't tell,

The only thing that reassured him was that the divine power in his body had not disappeared.

From the words of the man in the carriage, Ji Chen learned his identity, the fifth, but he didn't know whether the fifth was his own name or the fifth in the division.

He is now like a husky among the wolves, he can only say as little as possible and observe more.

"Sorry for bothering you!"

Ji Chen said something and got on the carriage. He casually glanced at the jade pendant around his waist. One side was engraved with the Heavenly Sword and the other side was engraved with the Ninth. There were only these two key pieces of information.

Other than that, no clues were found on it. He didn't know who he was playing, so he just went with the flow.

The owner of the carriage is also a young man about the same age as Ji Chen. He looks optimistic, has an easy-going look, and can talk to anyone.

When Ji Chen saw the boy for the first time, he felt familiar.

Where have you seen it?

Just when he was confused, there was a sudden sound.

This young man is somewhat similar to the purple-eyed corpse in the Huangquan River just now.

Thinking back on this, Ji Chen immediately felt that it was not only similar, but also seemed to be the boyhood of the purple-eyed corpse.

"Junior brother Shen Ke, a disciple of the Eighth Peak, has met the fifth senior brother."

"I didn't expect that senior brother would come back to participate in the Sword Inheritance Conference this year. You are the only disciple in the entire Ninth Peak. If you don't come back to inherit the sword, I guess the headmaster will have a fight with Uncle Tantai."

This young man was indeed very talkative. Before Ji Chen opened his mouth, he took the initiative to open the topic.

Ji Chen grasped several key pieces of information from these short words.

He is a disciple of the Ninth Peak and the only disciple.

This also reflects a problem. My identity is destined to be famous in the entire sect, and the harm it brings is that the risk of exposure will be very high.

The second piece of information was that his master's surname was Tantai, the master of the ninth peak.

Then the fifth one should be your last name.

As for the sword inheritance of the sect, it should be the meaning of the end-of-year competition. It must have been several years since he returned to the sect.

With this information, it is possible to communicate at least briefly without fear of being exposed.

So, Ji Chen tried to respond, "I haven't been back to my master for a few days, and I miss him, so I came back this year to have a look and take over the sword by the way."

"Haha, senior brother, as the only disciple of Uncle Tantai and the only inheritor of the Ninth Peak, the sword inheritance will definitely shine this time."

Ji Chen nodded, maintaining a cold expression.

A person with only one lineage and unique resources will inevitably be jealous of others. It is impossible to be popular and have a cold personality.

Ji Chen tried his best to act like one in his own role.

As the carriage moved forward, Shen Ke was talking and Ji Chen was listening, occasionally interjecting, but always getting to the point.

Soon, a towering mountain appeared in front of Ji Chen. Straight to the sky, spiritual energy rises, fairy light lingers, cranes spread their wings, and the rich spiritual energy falls from the mountain like a waterfall. Under the golden glow, it is colorful.

wonderland!

This was Ji Chen's first reaction when he came to Wonderland.

"Ah! The sword-bearing conference has already started. We are late. Let's go!"

Shen Ke had already put away the carriage, and the two of them also speeded up.

The sword-carrying conference was held in the mountain stream between the eighth and ninth peaks.

A spacious stream flows, with various raised rocks on both sides. The cliffs are steep and full of people standing on them.

Some were sitting, some were standing, some were even lying down and sleeping, and some were sitting on the trees, dangling their feet. He gives the impression that he is very easy-going and straightforward, and does not have the stereotype of the Immortal Cultivation Sect in Ji Chen's impression.

It seems that this is how cultivating immortality should be, to act spontaneously.

Two disciples were fighting with swords above the stream. There were no fancy moves or complicated sword techniques, just flying swords in a straight line.

Whoever was faster would win.

It was a competition of speed, hitting the target with one strike.

This was a true sword immortal. Sword immortals didn't have so many skills in fighting. Just flying a sword to kill was the most effective, direct, brutal, and fastest.

So this kind of fight was not very entertaining, but it was very dangerous.

Ji Chen also wanted to know how prosperous the Immortal Dao Holy Land was 100,000 years ago, and wanted to see the mystery of their sword techniques and magic, so he found a protruding stone, flew up, and stood on it.

Shen Ke also followed Ji Chen and stood beside him.

"The two junior brothers from the fifth peak are fighting with swords. They are newcomers. If they win, they will have the opportunity to go to the first peak to inherit a sword."

"The first peak is a sword tomb, where the swords of countless strong men in the holy land are buried. Every powerful predecessor in the holy land will choose to go to the first peak for retreat when his life is about to end. After he dies, his sword will be left there."

"In the annual sword inheritance conference, if a disciple shines, he will be qualified to go to the first peak, choose a sword, and inherit the will of the predecessor. The sword inheritance conference comes from this."

Ji Chen looked at Shen Ke in surprise, and he seemed to be explaining something.

Thinking of the purple-eyed corpse he met in the Yellow Spring River before, Ji Chen felt that Shen Ke must have some connection with that corpse.

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