Breaking the Day

In the early morning of the next day, Li Chengfeng got up early. After a lot of washing, he and Zhao Xiaobao and Su Yuehan ran into the waiting Han Tianxing head-on when they just left the house. He was covered with a thin layer of frost. Some parts of his hair were covered with crystal clear frost, but his face was pale with a hint of rosy.

Li Chengfeng was surprised: "Tianxing, how long have you been waiting here?"

Han Tianxing smiled wryly, he rubbed his hands: "No, it didn't take long."

Although the four seasons remain the same in some parts of Lingshan, and the cold and heat do not invade, more places still have four distinct seasons, especially in winter, where life and death coexist. At night, Jiufeng Mountain can drip into ice, even the strong monks are unwilling to wait outside for a night.

Li Chengfeng said to Han Tianxing sternly: "Tianxing, I know that you are eager, but your body is your most important asset. You just succeeded in training. If you don't pay attention to protecting your body, you will leave hidden dangers in the future, but you have to regret it. And it's!"

After Han Tianxing got the good news from Li Chengfeng, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night. When he got to Yin, he turned up and got up, and ran to the place where Li Chengfeng lived and wanted to go to Wanjian Valley earlier to get him. Saber.

But in Han Tianxing's heart, Li Chengfeng was like a god. Wherever he dared to disturb Li Chengfeng's sleep, it would be an hour to wait outside.

This is also thanks to his successful training and his physical body has been greatly strengthened, otherwise just waiting for an hour in the ice and snow would make him fall from the cold and fall down with a high fever.

Han Tianxing looked embarrassed, and soon he solemnly said: "Brother's teaching, please keep it in mind."

Although he said so, Li Chengfeng was still secretly moved by Han Tianxing's "Chengmen Lixue" gesture. He patted Han Tianxing on the shoulder to show encouragement, and then went to Wanjian Valley with him.

At this time, the sky was not bright, and the group of people walked silently. After walking for about half an hour, when the sky was a bit dark, they came to the foot of Wanjian Mountain.

Qin Mieqin was already waiting at the intersection at the foot of the mountain. He held his hands and looked up at the majestic and dangerous Wanjian Mountain. He wondered whether he was thinking of the Rongguang of the Tibetan sword pavilion or commemorating the fall of the Tibetan sword pavilion. ?

Qin Mie’s kiss grew up with a face that his grandmother did not love, his uncle’s unloving face, frowning eyebrows, high cheekbones, small and long eyes, and thin lips, all looked like a mean and widowed. He has been in charge of the law enforcement affairs of the Zangjian Pavilion for many years, and oversees the legal affairs of the entire Lingshan faction, which makes it impossible for others to treat him anyway. He himself seems to be deliberately maintaining his image of a lonely family.

When Han Tianxing saw Qin Mieqin, he wanted to say something gratefully, but as soon as he saw Qin Mieqin's face that the six relatives did not recognize, he swallowed again.

To be another person, it is natural to have a good friendship with this new disciple who has just passed the Qiankun Marrow Pool, and sell each other a favor.

You must know that every person who passes through the Qiankun Marrow Pool will be a big figure in the future, and no one would be unwilling to do this kind of unprofitable business.

But Qin Mieqin had a cold look. After seeing Li Chengfeng and the others, his eyes didn't even look at Han Tianxing, and he walked forward on his own.

As soon as Li Chengfeng asked for a gift, Qin Mieqin shook his face coldly. He only saw the back of the other person's head. He smiled bitterly, and then winked at Su Yuehan and Han Tianxing. They followed behind and followed, neither Dare to go too close, nor dare to fall too far.

Han Tianxing came to this Wanjian Mountain for the first time, and was stunned by the passage of the divine sword. There were countless wonders and questions in his heart, but he could only hold himself in his heart bitterly, and he did not dare to take a breath. , Lest this sullen Senior Brother Qin change his mind.

Li Chengfeng came to Ten Thousand Sword Valley for the second time, still feeling a little nervous and nervous, lest the countless flying swords in Ten Thousand Sword Valley rush out again to encircle him.

But in the presence of Qin Mieqin, he couldn't help but enter, so he entered the valley cautiously, staring at the slowly floating dragon with swords in the valley.

When Han Tianxing first saw Wan Jian Youlong, like Li Chengfeng, he was deeply shocked and deeply felt the glory and heritage of the hidden sword pavilion.

There are tens of thousands of flying swords here, each of which once had a powerful master, and behind each one is a wonderful story.

But, I don’t know which one will belong to me in the end?

Encouraged by Li Chengfeng’s gaze, Han Tianxing came to the mountain platform halfway through the valley. When the dragon passed by, he boldly stretched out his hand until his fingertips just touched the dragon with ten thousand swords. There was a faint whistling sound from around the dragon swimming, like the sound of iron objects colliding with countless swords, and the neighing of ancient beasts in the abyss. Among the dragons with thousands of swords, a blue light stood out from the sword array of the dragons. Rising into the sky, with a sharp whistling sound, he rushed out of the valley into the clouds.

Han Tianxing thought it was a Feijian who recognized the master, and was so excited that he was eagerly looking forward to it, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement, which made Han Tianxing's heart sink and depressed.

But when he was secretly desperate, suddenly a sharp sword fell from the sky, with a sharp howling sound, lightning slammed in front of him, scared Han Tianxing and fell to the ground.

Li Chengfeng laughed dumbly and said loudly below the valley: "Tianxing, this is your saber. Pull it up and see, what kind of sword is it?"

Han Tianxing was so excited that he walked up to this long sword, and saw that this long sword has a peculiar shape, which looks like a knife, but it also looks like a sword. It has no wrist guards, only the hilt and the blade. Different from other magic weapon spirit swords, the spirit crystal of this long sword is located at the tail of the hilt. The long sword has only one side fully edged, and the other side is also edged near the tip of the sword. Without cutting edges, it has wavy serrations instead.

Han Tianxing trembled slightly and pulled out the long sword. He picked it up and saw that there were two words engraved on the sword body near the hilt: Tianlong.

Li Chengfeng said loudly below: "Tian Xing? What sword?"

Han Tianxing held this Heavenly Dragon Sword and felt a strange force penetrate into his body. The long sword buzzed and trembling violently, as if excited and eager, he raised the long sword high in his hand. , Said loudly: "It is engraved with Tianlong, I think it should be Tianlong sword!"

Qin Mieqin, who was watching coldly below, suddenly changed his expression and said in shock: "What? Is the Heavenly Dragon Sword? This, this..."

His figure flickered, pulling out a long figure, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared on the mountain platform. He rushed to Han Tianxing and took a closer look. He was instantly dumbfounded, and said in amazement, "Really it is the Heavenly Dragon Sword?"

Han Tianxing asked puzzledly: "What happened to the Heavenly Dragon Sword?"

Qin Mie stared at Han Tianxing with complicated eyes, and slowly said, "This is the sword of Senior Uncle Zhou Peixuan, the first of the 13 Lingtian swords. This is also the spirit sword that senior brothers dreamed of being able to inherit and wear. Unexpectedly... it I actually recognize you as the master!"

Qin Mieqin sighed, "Is this a coincidence...or is it God's will?"