On the first day of the arrival of Shushan, Zhang Tianze showed his domineering spirit. He first beat the disciples of the mountain guarding the mountain and then beat the bully of Baicaoyuan. At this moment, he sat upright on the rattan chair of Baicaoyuan, leisurely crossing his legs, serving tea, handing water, rubbing his shoulders, and pinching his legs, and his mood suddenly became happy.

A tragic disciple from Baicao Garden explained everything here in detail to Zhang Tianze: "Brother Tian, ​​there are 366 kinds of medicinal materials here. The quantity and maturity of each medicinal material are recorded. Usually, disciples and elders come to us to exchange medicinal materials, and the price of medicinal materials is marked very clearly. Sometimes the elders and senior officials above should reward the disciples and remember the medicinal materials they took. In addition, there is a medicine garden in the back mountain, but that medicine garden was personally taken care of by Elder Li Hui. We tragic disciples are strictly prohibited from entering."

"Back Mountain?"

Zhang Tianze and Yu Guang couldn't help looking towards the back mountain. It turned out to be the medicinal materials that Li Hui personally took care of. It must be an extremely precious spiritual medicine. When Zhang Tianze thought of something good, he couldn't help but fluctuate.

"Okay, I know everything, you go down first."

Zhang Tianze waved his hand, and the disciple bowed, left, and continued to take care of the medicine garden.

"Brother Tian, ​​Wang San was wronged today, I'm afraid he won't let it go. His brother also has many tough characters. I'm worried that they will come to find trouble for Brother Tian."

The fat man stood aside and said with some concern.

"It's okay to have some trouble, otherwise life would be too boring."

Zhang Tianze shrugged, looking indifferent.

There are undoubtedly people who are looking forward to trouble. He only thinks that Zhang Tianze is a newborn calf, and is not afraid of tigers. He does not know Wang Long's prestige and terror among his registered disciples.

"Fatty, I heard that there is a small secret realm in our Shushan Sword Sect. All the sword techniques in Shushan come from that secret realm. Do you know this secret realm?"

Zhang Tianze asked, before he came, he heard from his master about some of the situation in Shushan. The Shushan Sword Sect was so powerful that it was the foundation of Daxia. Over the past few years, it has cultivated many powerful heroes for Daxia. The reputation of Shushan Sword Sect is inseparable from its exquisite sword skills.

Zhang Tianze came to Shushan to learn swords. Since he came to Shushan’s swordsmanship, he naturally had to learn more about the source of the swordsmanship.

"As a disciple of Shushan, I naturally know that there is a sword that soars into the sky in the sword domain. All the profound sword techniques in our Shushan originate from that sword. Unfortunately, my cultivation is too weak and my status is low, so I have no chance to enter the sword domain."

The fat man looked depressed, but he did not hide his admiration for the sword domain.

"However is there a chance to enter the sword domain?"

Zhang Tianze said curiously.

"There are opportunities. The opening of the sword domain is targeted. Take our South Academy as an example. The core disciples of the Yuandan realm can enter the sword domain at any time to understand the sword technique. The inner disciples of the Yuan realm have the opportunity to enter the sword domain every seven days. The outer disciples of the innate realm have the opportunity to enter the sword domain once a month. As for the registered disciples in the Houwu realm, it is more cruel. The sword domain is only open to registered disciples once every six months, and each time it is open, only one person can enter. This competition will greatly inspire the disciples' enthusiasm for cultivation. Therefore, among the registered disciples, a big competition will be held every six months. Only the winner will have the chance to enter the sword domain. By the way, there will be a new big competition in three days."

The fat man said, telling Zhang Tianze in detail about the situation about the sword domain.

"Three days later."

Zhang Tianze's eyes lit up suddenly: "Does anyone who does a choreography have the qualifications to participate in the competition?"

This question stopped the fat man. After all, in the past, there were never any errand disciples participating in the competition. Not to mention that the errand disciples were not in sufficient status, even if they were given qualifications, they were self-aware. No one would overestimate their ability to participate in the competition and compete for the impossible quota.

"Brother Tian, ​​in theory, those who do odd jobs are considered registered disciples. They are qualified to participate in the competition. Brother Tian, ​​don't you want to participate in the competition three days later?"

The fat man is not a fool, so he naturally sees Zhang Tianze’s intentions.

"What? Isn't it possible?"

Zhang Tianze did have this intention. Over the years, the old man has only simply taught him some basic swordsmanship and is not enough to be on the table. In the old man's words, he needs to fight for many things himself.

This sword domain is one of Zhang Tianze's most important goals. Now that I have the opportunity to enter it and appreciate the profound sword technique, there is no reason to go wrong.

"Okay, it's OK, but I'm bluntly speaking, Brother Tian, ​​your cultivation level is unlikely to get a place to enter the Sword Domain."

The fat man said it very implicitly, but the meaning was very obvious. Although Zhang Tianze had good talent and had methods, there were so many geniuses among the registered disciples. I don’t know how many of them were at the peak of the Later Martial Realm. Some of them had already entered the innate world with half of their feet. How could Zhang Tianze fight for the sixth level of the Later Martial Realm?

"Isn't this three days left?"

Zhang Tianze murmured, his eyes unable to help but float towards the back mountain.

At night, the moon is dark and the wind is high. A figure is like a ghost, silently like a ghost.

This is the important place of Baicaoyuan, and ordinary disciples are strictly prohibited from entering. Shushan is very strict, so naturally no disciple dares to break the rules on weekdays, let alone Li Hui's place.

The black shadow's body was extremely agile, and there was no sound in the jump.

In front is a medicine garden, and behind the medicine garden is a villa, which should be Li Hui's residence.

"The fragrance of medicine here is even more intense. There must be treasures. There is no one in the courtyard. Old Li Hui should not be there. Humph! This bastard asked me to be a servant, so I'm not polite."

Zhang Tianze tiptoed to the front of the medicine garden. Since Li Dong told him about the three-day competition for registered disciples in three days, Zhang Tianze has been unable to maintain his patience, but he is very clear about his strength. With his combat power and experience, it is okay to deal with the eighth level of the Later Martial Realm of the West. If he encounters a tough problem, he will just look at it.

If you encounter the ninth level of the Martial Realm, you will be no match at all. There are many masters among the registered disciples. Zhang Tianze has not yet been arrogant enough to participate in the competition in the sixth level of the Martial Realm.

The most urgent task now is to improve your strength, and the only way to quickly improve your strength is the back mountain of Baicao Garden.

Zhang Tianze entered the medicine garden and his eyes immediately burst into endless brilliance.

Compared to outside, the spiritual medicine here is not much more precious, no matter the grade or year. What directly attracts his attention is a blood ginseng in the center of the medicine garden.

The blood ginseng was blood red all over, as if it was completely poured with blood. The blood ginseng was only the size of a palm, and there was a vague dragon energy on it. The blood ginseng was filled with blood, which made people feel relaxed and happy. Zhang Tianze just absorbed a few mouthfuls of blood qi, and felt that he wanted to break through the bottleneck and advance to the seventh level of the martial arts realm.

"This blood ginseng is probably for at least thirty years. If I eat this thing, it will not only enhance the original blood energy, temper the body, and stimulate potential, but also directly advance to the seventh level of the martial arts realm, or even reach the peak of the seventh level of the heavens."

Zhang Tianze was overjoyed. Without saying a word, he grabbed the blood ginseng and turned his head to run away. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the night.

This guy only felt complacent about having obtained a thirty-year-old blood ginseng, but he didn't know that what he was in his hand was a dragon ginseng that was more advanced than the blood ginseng, which was a hundred years old, and it was Li Hui's heart and soul treasure.
Chapter completed!