Ruozhi did not answer again, and took a few more steps, his feet staggered and his eyes blurred.

When he stood firm and looked forward, he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

A huge mountain floated in the air, and looked up at the top of it, and penetrated into the deep sky, endless. The mountain was straight, in the shape of a sword, and went straight to the sky, and a solemn aura came towards us.

Ruozhi stared blankly at the huge peak in the air. It was no wonder that he was so disobedient. It was because this peak was too huge and completely beyond all his cognition. You must know that the peaks he has lived in and visited over the years are not worth mentioning here.

The mountain peaks are filled with dense sword weapons. Although they are far away, they seem to be in front of you. The various details on the sword weapons can be clearly seen. Some are simple, some are novel, some are restrained, and some are shining... and there are many things.

"Mr. Nephew, how about it?" Xuan Min's voice came from beside her.

"Spectacular, really spectacular. The so-called ten thousand swords with their bodies are just such a momentum," Ruozhi came back to his senses and replied.

"Hahaha," Xuan Min laughed and said, "Ten Thousand Swords? Although there are countless sword weapons here, they are probably hundreds of millions." As he said that, he patted Ruozhi's shoulder, "Young man, look forward."

"Yes," Ruozhi nodded firmly. For some reason, facing the sword peak, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of heroism in his heart.

"Let's go", Xuanmin took the lead and stepped forward in the void, walking towards the distance without looking back.

"This..." Ruozhi looked at the bottomless abyss not far below her feet, and it was clearly the bottomless abyss. Although Xuan Min walked easily, she had the ability. If she walked up, she was afraid that she would fall into the abyss and would fall to pieces.

"Mr...." Ruozhi shouted subconsciously, and saw Xuan Minli in front of him ignore him, walking step by step, steadily, gradually becoming unable to see his figure clearly.

Ruozhi thought about it and wouldn't hurt himself. He made a move and stepped on the void. It was soft, as if he had stepped on cotton. He didn't stand firmly, and he staggered and hurriedly followed, so he didn't fall.

The next moment, Ruozhi was surprised to find that he had not fallen into the abyss. Something seemed to be holding him under his feet. Although it was very soft, it was very stable. Now he felt relieved, so he quickly stood firm and chased him towards the distance with one foot deep and one foot shallow...

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I don’t know how long it took to leave, Ruozhi finally caught up with Xuan Min out of breath. In fact, it was not considered as catching up, because Xuan Min was already standing in front of a stone tablet, waiting for him.

I don’t know if I have an illusion, but Ruozhi only felt that it was quite laborious to walk in this void, but after just a cup of tea, he couldn’t stand it anymore.

Behind Xuan Min, Ruozhi finally saw clearly that the stone tablet came from the bottomless abyss, revealing the abyss about several feet high, and it was also a huge object. The stone tablet was engraved with two simple big characters, "Sword Pool", which was dark red, and the whole body was covered with sword marks, which looked a little mottled.

Xuan Min turned her back to Ruozhi, motionless, as if she did not notice his arrival.

"Master's aunt", Ruozhi tried to shout.

Xuan Min finally reacted. He first bowed to the bottomless abyss, then to the deep sky, saying, "In the name of his predecessors in history, his disciples brought the descendants of the sword to get the sword. Wherever he got, he belonged to the same path." When he turned around, he looked very solemn and ordered Ruozhi, "Come here."

When Ruozhi heard this, he seemed to feel Xuan Min's difference. He took a deep breath and walked forward. After only two steps, he didn't feel anything. Now he felt that the sword marks on the stone tablet came alive, and a sense of nameless aura was overwhelming, which was strange.

"Hello," Xuanmin ordered again.

If one bows his hand and is about to bow, he hears Xuan Min next to him whisper: "Perform the teacher's ritual." The so-called teacher's ritual is to perform the ceremony of apprenticeship of a teacher, and three kowtows are required.

Ruozhi was just a little stunned, but didn't ask any more questions. He lifted his robe and knelt down, and performed three bows, but he didn't respond.

Xuanmin frowned slightly, feeling very bad.

"Come here, put your palm on," Xuanmin pointed to the stone tablet in the center and ordered Ruozhi to say.

Ruozhi stood up and stepped forward, and saw that the place where Xuan Min pointed was right below the big word "Sword Pool", where a thick sword mark was placed on his palm.

Ruozhi only felt his whole body tightening, and something flowed into the sword marks on the stone tablet along his arm and palm. The next moment, he saw that the sword marks on the stone tablet seemed to come alive and came towards him. No, it was not that the sword scar came alive, but that there was a sharp sword that was stabbing towards him. Without thinking, Ruozhi hurriedly dodged and barely avoided it, and his back felt cold.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that the stone tablet in the middle disappeared, and Xuanmin next to him also disappeared. Instead, he was replaced by a sharp sword floating in the air, pointing directly at him, the ancient long sword he had just avoided.

With a clear sound, Ruozhi saw another sword weapon beside the Changjian, but it was a completely different short sword. The sword body was transparent and almost invisible.

Another clear sound, as if signing towards Ruozhi. The next moment, two swords stabbed straight from left to right. Ruozhi hurriedly dodged and barely avoided the long sword, but unfortunately he was stabbed by the short sword, and he felt a chill.

After a chill, Ruozhi woke up suddenly and realized that it seemed to be a dream, a very real dream. He gently pulled his right hand and wanted to retract the palm pressed on the sword mark, but found that it was not moving. He gradually increased his strength and tried several times, but failed. His palm seemed to have stuck to the sword mark on the stone tablet.

"Shi Gu, Shi Gu", Ruozhi found that his whole body was stiff and could not turn around, so he shouted twice, thinking of asking Xuan Min to help him relieve him, but he did not respond.

My heart couldn't help but get angry. I stretched out my left hand and pressed it on the stone tablet, pushing it out with force. Now I finally reacted. My right hand slowly left the stone tablet, and Ruozhi was happy. Just as he was about to withdraw his left hand, a huge force sucked in. Ruozhi rushed forward, and his palms pressed heavily on the stone tablet, making a crisp "pop" sound.

The next moment, Ruozhi felt a heat in his palm, and the stone tablet in front of him suddenly became golden and dazzling, which made him shaking so hard that he could not help but close his eyes, and he still felt that it was not enough, so he left his head alone.

"Clang clang clang..."

Xuanmin hurriedly looked up and saw a series of golden and jade sounds floating on the huge peaks in the air. Countless dense sword weapons rose from the mountain, intertwined and entangled in the air, gathering into a torrent of sword weapons, surging endlessly.
Chapter completed!