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Chapter 38 It's been a year since I've been practicing swords
Youshan.

The seven immortal gates gathered in a huge bluestone open space.

The third elder of Zhengyang Palace, the fifth Jin, stood in front of everyone, threw all the bamboo sticks in his hand into the air, and said solemnly: "Every disciple who participates in the Xianmen Conference, each chooses a bamboo stick. For the sake of fairness, the disciples of Zhengyang Palace Last choice."

"Yes!" In addition to Ye Han's position, the other two Zhengyang Palace disciples handed over and said yes.

Jiang Chen looked back at Ning Lang. After seeing Ning Lang nod, he and Gan Tang raised their hands together to release a trace of spiritual energy, and two bamboo sticks were in their hands.

One above is 'chen'.

One above is 'Si'.

This must be a lottery method using the twelve Earthly Branches.

Zi Chou Yin Mao Chen Si noon.

Chen and Si happen to be connected. Could it be that Jiang Chen and Gan Tang are not too far apart?
Ning Lang frowned slightly, and after saying another word in Jiang Chen and Gan Tang's ears, after everyone had drawn the lottery, he turned his attention to the fifth Jin again.

"Show the bamboo sticks in your hands."

12 people raised their hands one after another.

The twelve Zhengyang Palace deacons behind the fifth Jinchao instructed: "Take them to their respective places to enter the mountain."

"Yes."

Twelve deacons stepped forward, found the corresponding disciples, and led them all the way to the sky.

at this time!

Ning Lang suddenly felt a violent wave of spiritual energy behind him.

Looking back, it turned out that Li Haobai had created a huge circular mirror from nowhere, several meters long and wide, and the whole body was like jade.

"This is?" The elder in the East Sea Building, who was also bringing his disciples to participate in the Xianmen Conference for the first time, couldn't help but ask.

Several other experienced elders immediately explained: "This is the sky glasses, one of the many rare spiritual tools in Zhengyang Palace. As for its function, you will know it immediately."

Hearing this, Ning Lang couldn't help but sigh again.

"Good stuff, but unfortunately it's not mine..."

The sky glasses were suspended in mid-air, Ning Lang felt a sense of deja vu when he saw this scene, it was like an LCD TV.

Just when his thoughts flew away.

Twelve white jade birds flew out from the mirror. These birds seemed to be precisely controlled by someone, and they kept up with the twelve disciples who had just been taken away. The perspective of those white jade birds is like the perspective of a drone.

Ning Lang likes it so much.

It would be great if this baby was his own.

……

Two hours later.

The twelve disciples have all been taken to the foot of Youshan Mountain. The twelve deacons looked up at the sun in the sky. When the hour passed, the twelve deacons of Zhengyang Palace returned the same way.

Some of the twelve disciples who stayed in different places had already entered, and some were still looking around.

Jiang Chen scratched his head and stayed in place for a while before walking into the mountain.

The temperature plummeted.

It's like returning to winter all of a sudden.

Towering giant trees and dense foliage block most of the sun, and a little light is not enough to raise the temperature.

Jiang Chen subconsciously tightened his robes, thinking about the words that the master explained before coming in, he walked all the way to the east.

Find the junior sister Gan Tang first, this is what the master instructed.

Seeing Jiang Chen do this, Ning Lang was also very relieved.

Ning Lang knew Jiang Chen's character. Although he was extremely talented, he was very naive, and Gan Tang would never suffer when dealing with people. Only two people came together, one had a brain and the other had a fist. , As long as you don't encounter a three-person team, you can basically walk sideways in the quiet mountain.

Ning Lang was about to read on.

Li Haobai waved his hand suddenly, and the picture of the glasses suddenly changed.

"Monster beast! Holy Son was the first to encounter a monster!"

"so fast."

"It's a second-order monster, poison-tailed rat. It is said that as long as it is swept by its tail, even a monk in the river opening will be poisoned and unconscious."

The disciples of Zhengyang Palace standing behind the elders of the Seven Great Immortal Sect started to discuss this scene.

In their hearts, the Son is the example.

This is the truth that has been engraved in their hearts since childhood. From the first day they joined Zhengyang Palace, the Holy Son is the one who is high above, the one they chase and worship.

Even the elders and deacons have always respected Ye Han, because they believe that one day in the future, under the leadership of Ye Han, Zhengyang Palace will become a super-first-class immortal gate in this continent, and even... it is even possible Become a fairy!

Ye Han looked blankly at the poison-tailed rat in front of him. He didn't want to be entangled with such a dirty thing, so he pulled out the sword from his waist.

"Blue Rainbow Sword! That's the Azure Rainbow Sword given to the Son by the Palace Master!"

"Just looking at it like this, I feel that this sword is not a common thing. If you hold it in your hand, tsk tsk..."

"Haha, you think too much, you dare to touch the things of the Holy Son?"

"I just said it casually."

"Look! The Holy Son has started."

There was wind under Ye Han's feet, the whole person rose from the ground like a crane, and the sword was in front of his chest. At the moment when the poisonous-tailed rat swept the tail, he raised his hand and pulled out the sword, and a bright light flashed through the sky glasses. The rat's thorn tail has been broken into two pieces.

When the disciples of Zhengyang Palace applauded, Ye Han once again took out his sword, his figure was like a fright in the air, and the Qinghong sword was radiating with the blessing of spiritual energy.

"laugh!"

The tip of the sword pierced the middle of the poison-tailed rat's head, and the poisonous-tailed rat died instantly.

"it is good!"

"Bravo."

"The head armor of the Immortal Gate Conference is destined to be the Son of God."

Almost everyone praised Ye Han.

Ning Lang just chuckled, and Li Haobai just caught the smile on Ning Lang's face, he asked, "Elder Ning, why are you smiling?"

As soon as Li Haobai opened his mouth, the disciple immediately stopped talking.

Thousands of eyes looked at Ning Lang.

Ning Lang paused, smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing."

"If Elder Ning has something to say, just say it."

Seeing Li Haobai being aggressive, Ning Lang had no choice but to speak his mind. He said, "The Holy Son of Your Palace is indeed very talented, but the sword just now seemed a bit gimmicky to me."

The voice just fell.

The hatred gaze instantly drowned Ning Lang.

"What kind of thing is he, why do you say that the Holy Son is bells and whistles."

"Grandstanding, hateful."

"When did the Haoqi Sect have such a wild elder, wasn't the previous elder Qiu very easy-going?"

When Gao Yangming, the Great Elder of Xishu Jianmen heard the words, he frowned and asked, "If it were Your Excellency, how would you deal with it?"

"Draw the sword, just draw the sword."

After Ning Lang finished speaking, he added another sentence: "Why use spiritual energy to use it in dazzling moves.

Gao Yangming narrowed his eyes slightly, and subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand.

When the disciples were discussing, Li Haobai raised his left hand, and the noise behind him instantly calmed down.

"Elder Ning also uses swords?"

"Yes."

"When did you learn the sword?"

"About half a year ago."

"Pfft~" Someone couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

How can a person who has only practiced swords for half a year say that a holy son who has practiced swords for more than three years does not pretend to understand?

Li Haobai did not stop the laughter of the disciples.

Ning Lang said calmly: "I really practiced swords more than half a year ago, but I believe that whether it is swordsmanship or kendo, it is not just hidden in the sword. The brush for writing is the sword, the chopsticks for eating are the sword, and the peach tree branches are the sword. As long as you have a sword in your heart, everything in the world can be a sword. From this point of view, I have been practicing swords for 11 years."

Xishu Jianmen Gao Yangming slapped his legs and stood up, his eyes widened and his face full of shock.

Similar to this sentence, he has also heard it from the mouth of the sect master of Xishu Jianmen, and the sect master said that these words were said by the sword immortal who had already ascended in Xishu Jianmen hundreds of years ago.

Gao Yangming has been enlightened for 20 years, but he has not fully understood the meaning of this sentence until now.

Is he Ning Lang?
Enlightened 11 years ago?
This!
So possible!

Ning Lang looked at Jiang Chen in the glasses, and when he found a second-order monster with a mane and a wild boar in front of him, he stretched out his finger and said, "His name is Jiang Chen, and he is my apprentice."

Li Haobai waved his sleeves.

The screen expands.

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(End of this chapter)