Chapter 234 Forging the Ultimate Immortal Weapon

Then, Wen Shao changed the subject.

"Oh! I forgot that you are the only one on the Ninth Peak, and you probably don't know what the friendship between fellow disciples is. If you lose my sword, come to the Eighth Peak to learn, and learn how to get along with fellow disciples."

Ji Chen said: "How long have you not been down the mountain, how long have you not fought with demons, there is no such thing as friendship between life and death, raising your hands to see who is better, lowering your head to decide life and death, losing is losing, winning is winning!"

"Okay, then I will come to see what is so wonderful about your swordsmanship honed between life and death?"

After the words fell, a sword light broke through the air, with a sharp whistle, and broke through to Ji Chen's eyes in an instant.

At this moment, the sword light exploded, split into four flying swords, and attacked Ji Chen's face.

This sudden change made both sides exclaim.

Wen Shao could actually control four flying swords, and the four swords merged into one. Even if Ji Chen could cut off one or two of them, the other two could still kill him.

Ji Chen was still calm, and swung his sword with the same action as before.

"Ding!"

Four collision sounds sounded at the same time, and the four flying swords were chopped off together and fell into the grass on the left bank.

The two banks were silent again, and Wen Shao couldn't believe it.

An almost humiliating move knocked his four flying swords away.

He lost, and the opponent still used the same move, and even the move had never changed. No need for any extra moves, just great strength to create miracles.

Ji Chen held the sword in one hand and stood there, calm and calm.

When fighting against flying swords, speed is definitely inferior, because you can't beat it. You just need to keep the one-foot land in front of you, and the one-foot land in front of me is a forbidden area.

On the stream, Ji Chen always stood there, never moving. From day to night, those who challenged him, he always used the same move, defeating all the flying swords in the holy land.

People on both sides of the river were silent, and no one stood up to challenge Ji Chen anymore.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the sword on the left bank was shining. It was the flying sword that Ji Chen had smashed away, lying in the grass in a mess, as if mocking the incompetence of its master.

At this moment, a beautiful figure came from the top of the mountain. The woman was dressed in white, as holy as snow, fluttering in the wind, like a fairy from Guanghan.

This was an extremely beautiful woman, like an orchid in the valley, extremely extraordinary, with a kind of tranquil beauty, naturally integrated with the beautiful scenery around, as if part of the spiritual beauty of heaven and earth.

Ji Chen never believed that there were perfect women in the world, but at this moment, this woman gave Ji Chen a flawless feeling, with a stunning face, an extraordinary temperament, and a worldly appearance, as if all beautiful things would be eclipsed in front of her.

She was graceful and looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, with black hair dancing lightly, long eyelashes trembling, icy skin and jade bones, a stunning face, and a flawless body with hazy curves.

Even though Ji Chen was a resolute and confident person, a strange feeling rose in his heart. This woman was too unreal, like a dream, too perfect.

However, when Ji Chen saw the woman's true face, he instantly thought of someone in his heart.

It was her!

Ji Chen knew her. She was the woman whose body was pierced by a spear at the bottom of the lake in the Qunxian Mountains.

He never expected to see her here.

Ji Chen was shocked and amazed. It turned out that she was so perfect before she died.

"Meet Uncle Tan Tai!"

Everyone on both sides of the stream saluted at the same time.

Uncle Tan Tai?

His own master?

Ji Chen was even more surprised that she was his master.

The woman ignored everyone and set her eyes on Ji Chen.

"Who are you? How did you come here? How did you get my ring?"

Her voice was ethereal and deep, like the sound of nature. On her finger, she wore the same ring as Ji Chen. She could feel the breath on the ring, which was hers.

And she also saw that Ji Chen was not from this time and space, so she asked a question.

"You gave it to me!" Ji Chen replied.

Although I pulled it off your body, I also got your consent.

"I gave it to you?"

The woman was confused at first, and then suddenly realized.

Ji Chen nodded, "Almost 100,000 years later!"

"How did you find this place?" The woman asked again.

"Maybe it's a person's memory?" Ji Chen was not sure. He suspected that the illusion he was experiencing now was very likely the memory of the purple-eyed corpse in the Yellow Spring River.

He didn't know how to explain it, so he used the Xuan Guang technique to perform how he got the ring at the bottom of the lake, how he got here, the floating corpses in the Yellow Spring River, and the purple-eyed corpses following.

All the disciples on both sides of the stream were shocked to see these scenes.

They couldn't believe this was true. The holy land was destroyed, and Master Tan Tai was nailed to the bottom of the lake!

All their bodies were floating in the holy river.

How could it be possible?

All this was too shocking for them.

The woman of Tantai also fell silent. Perhaps it was because she suddenly found out that the holy land she was in had been destroyed after 100,000 years, and she herself was nailed to death. It was a little hard to accept.

What happened?

How could the holy land suffer such a catastrophe?

She began to calculate, but she could not figure out the cause, only a vague result. It was because of the cause and effect brought by Ji Chen's arrival that she calculated a vague result.

The most important reason in the middle is missing. Someone covered it up and prevented her from calculating!

"Maybe this is fate." She sighed, "You will be my disciple if you get my ring, and you will be my only disciple of Tan Tai Xuan. If things in the future cannot be changed, you will be the only heir of Tianxuan Holy Land. As your master, I will give you a chance."

After saying that, she pointed a finger at Ji Chen's head, and a ball of light blasted into Ji Chen's mind, and endless and complicated information exploded in Ji Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Ji Chen was also absorbing this information quickly. At the same time, the knife in his hand flew up and fell into Tan Tai Xuan's hands.

Tan Tai Xuan's delicate hands emitted light, and the horizontal knife melted and evaporated in an instant, leaving only a trace of cold light.

That was the sword intent formed by Ji Chen's long-term sword refining and the spiritual will left on the sword. This kind of sword intent will become a sword soul if it is sacrificed for a long time.

Then, Tan Tai Xuan waved her hand at the sky, and a piece of ‘Dragon Pattern Black Gold’ flew down from the top of the ninth peak and fell into her hands. Then, she waved her hand again, and a piece of ‘Robbery Gold’ flew down from the eighth peak.

At the same time, balls of metal flew out from the other peaks.

The seventh peak’s Huayu Qingjin.

The sixth peak’s Shenhen Zijin.

The fifth peak’s Yongheng Blue Gold.

The fourth peak’s Taiyin Silver Gold.

The third peak’s Sun God Gold.

The second peak’s Crimson Blood Phoenix Gold.

The eight kinds of ancient divine gold are the heritage of each peak. Each kind is the supreme material for forging the ultimate immortal weapon. They are collected by every peak master with great effort, and are also the greatest heritage of each peak, used to suppress destiny.

Tan Tai Xuan took the heritage of the eight peaks, and each peak took a part. She wanted to forge an ultimate immortal weapon for her only disciple, who is also the only future successor of Tianxuan Holy Land.

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