Legend of the Supreme Sword Immortal

Chapter 135 Aoki Sword

On the fighting platform No. [-], Song Qing'an sat cross-legged in meditation quietly, out of tune with the flames of battle around him.

During the battle with Ma Fuhe, Song Qing's deterrence was too great.

Of course, if only relying on that battle, Song Qing would not be able to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai. After all, everyone could see that although Song Qing defeated Ma Fuhe, his own consumption was too great, so someone came to challenge him immediately.

But they still underestimated Song Qing after all. Song Qing held a sword in one hand and a wood spirit stone in the other, and defeated the challenger with thunderous means. It was precisely because of this that no one challenged Song Qing again.

No one will find themselves unhappy!
Therefore, there were continuous battles around, and the champions were replaced one after another, but Song Qing sat cross-legged on the No. [-] fighting platform, meditating and recovering.

And as the sun gradually set in the west, the great trial gradually came to an end.

After all, after the original challenger failed in the challenge, he lost the chance to challenge, and the top five are all determined by default, so there is no need to challenge.

Therefore, the seemingly large-scale challenge competition is only about [-] games, which is less than half of the first round.

As for the entire disciple trial, those who participated in the Qi Refining Realm had weak mana and a single fighting style, and each round did not take long, so the entire trial only took a little over ten hours.

However, when the great trial was over, it was indeed late at night.

"Now that the disciple's great trial is over, the top [-] will gather on the stone steps in front of the Hall of Thousand Swords according to their rankings, from high to low."

When the last challenge was over, the supporter standing in the middle announced loudly. At the same time, he waved his sleeve and pointed at the white jade steps in front of the Wanjian Palace.
After the supporter finished speaking, the disciples watching the battle in the audience slowly dispersed, while Song Qing and others methodically plundered towards the white jade steps, lined up in an orderly manner, No.1 Qi Yubai stood at the top , and so on for others.

The only regret for Song Qing was that Feng Zhen and the four elders had already left at some point, otherwise he would have had a closer look at the demeanor of the Jindan Patriarch.

And when there was no one in the square in front of the Hall of Thousand Swords, those Foundation Establishment cultivators used their supernatural powers again to take back the hundred martial arts platforms.

At the same time, the door of the Ten Thousand Swords Palace opened again with a "rumble", and then Qi Yubai walked over, followed by the others.

The appearance of Wanjian Palace is still the same as Song Qing's first visit, but what surprised Song Qing is that in this Wanjian Palace, besides Feng Zhen and the four elders, there are actually several Jindan Patriarchs present.

Seeing this, Song Qing couldn't help holding his breath, because although those Jindan Patriarchs had suppressed their aura, the looming coercion still made Song Qing's body tighten.

"That's right. I'm very pleased that you stand out from the many disciples of the third generation. You are the mainstay of my Wanjianmen. If you want to practice hard, Wanjianmen will depend on you in the future."

Seeing Song Qing and others standing in front of him in perfect condition, Feng Zhen nodded slightly, said with a smile, and encouraged everyone first.

"Yes." Song Qing and the others answered loudly, flushing faintly visible on their faces.

"Well, let's start distributing the rewards for this disciple's great trial now."

Feng Zhen nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the elder deacon, and said to the elder deacon.

"Okay, senior brother."

The deacon elder responded, and then took a step forward, scanning Song Qing and the others.

"No.1, Qi Yubai, five Foundation Establishment Pills, and one top-grade magic weapon, I worship the head of our sect as my teacher."

The deacon elder Lang Lang said: "Nephew Qi, let's pay respects to the teacher."

After the elder deacon finished speaking, he took another step back, and Feng Zhen was also sitting on the futon, and at the same time a man walked towards Qi Yubai with a teacup.

"Give it to the younger brother."

The man handed the teacup in his hand to Qi Yubai, and at the same time, he said that he actually called Qi Yubai "junior brother", and the monks at the foundation level called the ones at the Qi refining level "junior", it was incredible!

"Thank you, Brother Luo."

But Qi Yubai was no exception to this, and he seemed to be familiar with this "Senior Brother Luo", so he said it with a smile immediately.

"Master please have some tea."

Then "Senior Brother Luo" retreated, while Qi Yubai held the teacup respectfully, half-kneeled in front of Feng Zhen, and offered it to him.

"haha okay."

Feng Zhen seemed to be very happy, took the teacup with a smile, drank it without asking the taste, and then accepted Qi Yubai's respectful gift as a teacher in a dignified manner.

With Feng Zhen waving his hand, Qi Yubai returned to the ranks again, and then announced by the deacon elders, the other four worshiped the four elders who held the sword, executed the sentence, and performed the battle in turn, as their teachers.

However, neither Qi Yubai nor the other four had received their own Foundation Establishment Pill and top-grade magic weapon, presumably their master would give them to them later.

Song Qing just thought about it casually, after all, it has nothing to do with him.

"No. 10, Song Qing, five foundation building pills, one top-grade magic weapon."

Soon it was Song Qing's turn. The elder deacon glanced at Song Qing, and then said loudly, after which everyone's eyes turned over.

"Little guy, here are five Foundation Establishment Pills, keep them away yourself, what kind of top-grade magic weapon do you want?"

The deacon elder handed over a white jade bottle, which contained five foundation building pills as before, and then he asked Song Qing again, as he had asked the other four people before.

After all, everyone's background is different, so the magic tools they need are also different, so I asked this question.

"Aoki Sword."

Song Qing didn't hesitate at all, and immediately said to the elder deacon.

"Azure wood sword? That's a wood attribute spirit sword, extremely unsuitable for sword repair, have you thought about it?"

The deacon elder was a little surprised, and took a surprise look at Song Qing, not only him, but also Feng Zhen and others.

"Well, I figured it out."

Song Qing bowed his hands to the deacon elder again, and said firmly in his mouth, he also knew that the green wood sword was extremely unsuitable for sword repair, but there was no way he could do it when he opened the wood spirit.

Although he can use the fire spirit sword now, he can control the top grade spirit sword. He no longer holds it like before, but he can no longer use the fire attribute.

"Among the magical artifacts, the highest-grade magical artifact is the most special. It is completely different from other grades of magical artifacts. Foundation-building monks can control the flying sky, so attributes are extremely important at this time. This little guy may have only his own intention to choose the Aoki Sword. Deacon Junior brother, just give him the green wood sword."

Although Feng Zhen was surprised, he recovered quickly, and then turned his head and said to the elder deacon, in fact, he was telling Song Qing to be cautious in choosing the best magic weapon.

"Okay, here, this is the Aoki Sword."

Seeing Feng Zhen, he opened his mouth, and the elder deacon didn't hesitate anymore. He grabbed the big sleeve and took out a green wood sword. Also feel a vitality.

Seeing the green wood sword, even Song Qing was overjoyed and quickly took it.

(End of this chapter)