Chapter 110 Borrowing a Sword for a View

The monks began to move.

The first to act was the dozen or so monks standing in the corner.

They drove a large flying boat and brought the selected fifty or sixty martial artists into it and placed them in it.

The cultivator at the head announced loudly: "Songyangzi of Liuyun Sect, bring the disciples to come to the annual test!"

He moved in the direction of the Heavenly Palace and saluted solemnly.

The flying boat started slowly and flew towards the palace in the sky with everyone from Floating Cloud Sect.

Immediately afterwards, an old man stood up and said loudly: "Wan Jianzong Huo Shanfei, bring the disciples' children to come to the annual test!"

This is the great sect in the world, the headmaster of Wanjian Sect.

He also moved in the direction of the Heavenly Palace and saluted solemnly.

After the ceremony, a giant sword suddenly floated above the heads of the Wanjianzong cultivators. They jumped up one after another, rode the giant flying sword, and went to the palace in the sky.

For a time, the whole square was very lively.

One by one, the sects took out their flying tools, and flew to the Tiangong with the warriors, Qi refining, and foundation-building scattered cultivators who were not yet able to fly.

"Minghai sent Li Yuanxiu to bring his disciples to the annual test."

"Baishan taught Bai Jianghai, and brought his disciples to the annual test."

...

"Yaoguang sent Li Qingyao to bring his disciples to the annual test."

Gu Qingshan turned around to take a look, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face in the Yaoguang faction.

Leng Tianxing nodded and smiled at him, and said, "I'm a first-time law enforcement cultivator. Let's talk when we go up."

The Yaoguang Sect rolled up a splendid glow, wrapping all the disciples and flying to the Heavenly Palace.

"It turns out that there are so many strange flying tools in the practice world. It's really fun." Xiuxiu said with interest as she watched the sects fly into the sky.

Gu Qingshan smiled and said: "Their flying tools all represent the characteristics of their sect."

Xiuxiu thought about it seriously, and suddenly said: "No wonder, Wanjian Sect is a giant sword, Yaoguang Sect is a sea spirit, and Spirit Beast Sect is a giant tortoise guarding the mountains for nearly 10,000 years."

"However, some schools still use flying boats, probably because they don't have the financial resources or energy to invest in it," she said slowly.

"Yes, Xiuxiu is really smart," Gu Qingshan praised and said: "This is an opportunity to show the charm of his own sect, so that the disciples who are to be selected will take a closer look, and those talented disciples will be tempted by it."

At this time, more and more sects flew into the sky, and the various flying vehicles made even Gu Qingshan a little dizzy.

After a while, someone suddenly heard: "Han Tianming, Tianji Sect, bring disciples to come to the annual test."

Heavenly Sect?

Gu Qingshan looked over and saw Ning Yuechan at a glance.

This is not the front line, so she is not wearing a battle armor today, let alone a mask.

She was wearing a neon clothes and feathers, and stood out among the crowd, like a white lotus emerging from the water.

Seemingly aware of Gu Qingshan's gaze, Ning Yuechan turned her head and looked at her with bright eyes like autumn water.

- and then set it on him.

Gu Qing Shan smiled.

Ning Yuechan also smiled.

"Why don't you see your second senior brother?" She squinted and said.

"...not feeling well."

"Well, let's go up and talk."

"Okay." Gu Qingshan replied.

Ning Yuechan's gaze finally fell on Gu Qingshan's waist, she turned around on the ground sword, and pouted in dissatisfaction.

Such a vivid expression appeared on the face of the glamorous Heavenly Holy Maiden, causing many cultivators who were quietly paying attention to her to fall into a deeper emotional barrier.

Gu Qingshan was in a cold sweat, secretly regretting why he didn't hide his sword.

"It's over, it's over, you don't have to run this time."

Gu Qingshan whispered.

The Tianjizong's formation method and hexagram recognition technique are based on the powerful five-element technique. Therefore, their flying vehicle is a huge five-element gossip yin and yang wheel.

The gossip yin and yang wheel took the people of the Tianji sect to fly to the sky, and Gu Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, various sects also released their housekeeping vehicles and flew towards the Tiangong.

Gradually, there are not many sects left.

Suddenly a voice sounded.

"Dare to ask how this Xiongtai is called?"

Gu Qingshan looked around, but saw a young man about his own age, wearing a wide blue Taoist robe, standing behind him.

This man is tall and dignified, and his demeanor is perfect without a trace of error. When speaking, his tone is gentle and courteous, his attitude is modest and sincere, and his realm seems to be the realm of the late foundation establishment.

Gu Qingshan can reach the Foundation Establishment Realm at the age of 18 or 19, which is not bad. This person is about the same age as him, but he is two small realms. He is also a dragon and a phoenix.

When this person looked at Gu Qingshan, it was like looking at an ant, with a deep scrutiny in his eyes.

Although he hides it well, he can't hide it from Gu Qingshan, a veteran who dangles between life and death.

Because of these eyes, Gu Qing Shan didn't like this person.

This person came up to chat, there must be other purposes, rather than want to make friends.

Sure enough, before Gu Qingshan reported his name, the person on the opposite side spoke again.

"The Holy Maiden of Heaven has been paying attention to your sword, so I am also curious, but I wonder if you can lend me a look at this sword?"

This was said in a very polite tone, but the content was extremely rude.

Not only did he spy on Ning Yuechan from the side, but now he was openly taking care of Qing Shan's sword.

For Jian Xiu, the sword is life, a life-and-death partner, and his own beliefs. How could he take it out for others to enjoy.

What's more, there are thousands of spells in the world, and there are always several spells that can be used to observe the flaws of weapon users through weapons.

Those with great supernatural powers can also use the monks' personal weapons to perform filthy sorcery on the monks.

There are also some swords, which have already been channeled, and the sword spirit has been cultivated, but they are taken by people with ulterior motives.

Carrying weapons cannot be borrowed. This is common sense among monks, and any monk should know it clearly.

However, the other party openly wanted to borrow a sword to take a look.

Gu Qingshan smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I won't borrow it."

The man was stunned, and the next second his expression became strange.

"Do you know who I am?" he said.

"You didn't say how I knew." Gu Qing Shan said.

The man shook his head and sighed: "You don't even have the ability to observe, so dare you try it next year?"

"I'm already here." Gu Qingshan said truthfully.

"I'll say it one last time, show me the sword."

Gu Qingshan thought about it and said, "It's not impossible."

The other party nodded, and his face changed a little.

"Please take out your weapon and let me enjoy it, how about it?" Gu Qingshan said sincerely.

The man's face became gloomy and he said, "No one has dared to talk to me like this for a long time, do you really not borrow it?"

Behind him, dozens of monks who were also wearing blue robes stood over and looked at Gu Qingshan eagerly.

Gu Qingshan didn't see it, smiled and said, "I don't borrow it."

The other party repeatedly asked for his sword, causing his long suppressed killing intent to boil.

He looked around.

There are too many people here, and it is not easy to protect Xiuxiu in case of a fight.

Gu Qingshan put his hand on the sword, and it took a while to withdraw his hand.

The man also looked around and saw that several headmasters noticed this place, so he gave Gu Qingshan a deep look and said, "You will regret it."

After saying that, he left.

When he left, Xiu Xiu Cai said, "Senior brother."

Gu Qingshan looked at her timid appearance, smiled, and said, "It's okay."

"Can't the cultivator's weapon be shown to others?" Xiuxiu asked.

"Of course not, except for the master and your senior brother, no one else can show it." Gu Qingshan said sternly.

Xiuxiu nodded knowingly.

The man walked back to his sect and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Qingyun Temple, Li Changan, bring the disciples to the annual test."

All sounds quieted down.

Even those sects who were about to fly up stopped their movements and did not dare to make rude actions in front of this voice.

Qingyun Temple is one of the three saints, the sect of Xuanyuan Tianzun.

Li Chang'an is the true disciple of Xuanyuan Tianzun.

Li Changan looked at Gu Qingshan with a smile on his face under the watchful eyes of everyone.

His divine sense transmitted his voice and said, "Can you bring the sword?"

His expression was calm and gentle, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes, as if he was waiting to see Gu Qingshan's panicked expression.

But he was disappointed.

Gu Qing Shan just smiled and looked at him, nodded to him, opened his mouth, and used his mouth shape to describe a silent sentence.

"Fuck off."