Maximum level of comprehension: guarding the treasury for twenty years

"When the crown prince Zhou Xingchen of the dynasty, meet the ancestor."

A young man wearing a bronzing dragon robe respectfully saluted the royal ancestor Zhou Xixiang.

"No need to be polite, you little doll, what's the matter?"

Zhou Xixiang stretched out his dry palm and volleyed it into the air.

Zhou Xingchen actually felt that there was an invisible force that made it difficult for him to form this worship at all.

It is worthy of being my royal hermitage powerhouse.

Zhou Xingchen's heart froze, and his attitude became more and more respectful: "Enlighten the old ancestor, recently, my father saw that I had achieved success in cultivation, and authorized me to enter the sword pool of the ancestral temple and take a spirit sword by my side. With that

, he took out the emperor's holy decree and handed it to Zhou Xixiang.

"Take the sword?"

The Royal Ancestor raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "Since this is the case, then let's go."

"Only, I need to warn you.

The spirit sword of the sword pool has its own arrogance, if you want to take it away, it depends on your ability, it is enough to make the spirit sword willing to recognize you as the master.

Otherwise, it will only be fruitless.

Zhou Xixiang glanced at Zhou Yi beside him and said, "You take him there."

After speaking, the ancestor's figure slowly dispersed.

When the ancestor's figure dissipated, in front of the ancestral temple, only Zhou Yi and Zhou Xingchen were left.

"Brother Huang, how did you spend guarding the ancestral temple?"

Zhou Xingchen looked at Zhou Yi, who had lost his position, and said with a smile.

Since childhood, Zhou Xingchen has lived in the shadow of Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi is the eldest son of the royal concubine, and his biological mother is the late queen.

Zhou Xingchen is a concubine, just a product of the Dragon Emperor and the maidservants in the palace overnight.

In terms of cultivation, Zhou Xingchen is extremely talented, and he can be regarded as one of the best existences among the princes.

But compared with Zhou Yi, it can only be overshadowed.

Become a crown prince and obtain the cultivation qualification of Lingtian Sect.

The favor that Zhou Yi got made Zhou Xingchen crazy with jealousy.

Now, seeing that Zhou Yi has fallen out of favor, he has become the new prince.

Zhou Xingchen was in front of him, with a bit of pleasure raising his eyebrows.

His eyes widened, wanting to see Zhou Yi's embarrassment and uneasiness.

It's a pity that he was disappointed.

Zhou Yi's face was calm, and he didn't seem to have any emotion, so he only shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's not bad."

He naturally guessed Zhou Xingchen's thoughts.

If Zhou Yi, who had not awakened his full-level comprehension and had no hope for the future, might be a little cramped in front of him.

But at the moment........ Zhou Yi didn't have the heart to pay attention to his little thoughts.

"Hmph, they all ended up in this field, and they pretended to be nothing."

Zhou Xingchen was secretly annoyed in his heart.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the sword pool."

Zhou Yi didn't talk nonsense with him, and walked with his legs.

Zhou Xingchen had no choice but to follow him, following suit.

Soon, the two came to the sword pool.

"No, this is the sword pool full of my Heavenly Dragon Famous Sword."

Zhou Yi pointed and said: "If you want to take the sword, you need to ask sincerely, if the spirit sword is willing to leave with you, it will echo."

Zhou Xingchen bowed slightly.

As the new crown prince, he also knew that the spirit sword in the sword pool of the Taimiao Temple needed to be surrendered by himself.

"I am the Prince of Tianlong, Zhou Xingchen."

He waved his robe, took a deep breath and said, "Spirit swords, are you willing to leave the sword pool and help the cultivators of this palace?" The

voice echoed through the sword pool, lasting for a long time.

In the sword pool, there were hundreds of famous swords, and there was no movement.

It seems that they don't look down on this prince of the East Palace, and they don't want to be his natal spirit soldier.

This is also normal.

After all, the spirit swords in the sword pool are all left by the famous ministers and heroes of the past dynasties.

Once the sea was difficult to water, if no real hero was born.

Famous swords will not easily recognize the Lord.

Zhou Xingchen saw that there was no movement in the sword pool, and his face was a little ugly.

His father gave him a holy decree and ordered him to take a sword.

This is both a grace and a test.

Test whether he has the ability to become a crown prince.

If he takes the sword today, there is no spiritual sword that can look up to him.

The Father........ I'm afraid I'll be disappointed in him.

Don't go back in vain!

"If you can become a sword in this palace, in the future, this palace will be ordered to be a slave, and you will be kept and guarded every day.

Ling Er and others, the edge will last forever, and even be promoted to the grade!

He spoke again, hoping for a famous sword to come out of the pool.

But........ Many spirit swords are still unmoving.

"Boom!"

Zhou Yi saw that Zhou Xingchen had not been recognized by the spirit sword for a long time.

Directly from the sword pool, he pulled out a crimson spirit sword and turned to leave.

He wanted to take this sword and go to Yunmengxi to clean it, and by the way, he realized the true meaning of the sword on it, and he didn't have time to spend it here with him.

..........

"Whoa!"

Zhou Yi's hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and the stream was submerged over the sword.

Between the palms of his hands, this crimson spirit sword slowly emerged with a ray of light.

"It's done!"

"The old man is done!"

In front of the cliff where the sea of clouds was surging, an old man with white hair looked excited. "After more than 200 years of hard work, I... I finally realized the supreme realm of the true meaning of the sword, and comprehended the mastery of returning ten thousand swords!

He burst into tears, and then sighed faintly: "It's a pity... Two hundred years have dried up the old husband Shouyuan.

"This supreme sword move that I have just comprehended, I am afraid, and I have no chance, to show it in front of all beings."

He was already very old, and if it weren't for his firm will, he would never forget this last exquisite sword move.

I'm afraid it's already in ruins.

At this moment, the epiphany of ten thousand swords returned to the sect, and the last trace of obsession in my heart also dissipated.

He had run out of oil and was dying.

"Chaowen said, Xi can die."

"The old man's body is immortal, but this heavenly sword realm must not return to the ruins with the old man."

He cut open his palm, shed blood, and poured all the supreme true intent of returning ten thousand swords to the sect into the Chixiao Sword that had accompanied him for more than two hundred years.

"The younger generations........ Look, can the old man's sword be considered shocking? "

..........

In Zhou Yi's eyes, a peerless sword immortal, holding the Chixiao Sword, greeted the sky.

"Boom!"

The purple qi came from the east for 30,000 miles, and the sword qi was rushing into the sky!

The sea of clouds was cut open, as if even the heavenly dome was smashed out of a big hole by this sword.

"Whew! Shout! Shout! "

Within a radius of 10,000 miles, countless swords turned into a sea of swords, suddenly surging, covering the sky and the sun.

"Tianlong Dynasty, during the Jinghuan period, the sword god of the world, what is the fate?"

Zhou Yi muttered.

From the information that came out of the Chixiao Sword before, Zhou Yi not only realized the world-famous sword book left by this old sword god.

At the same time, their identity was also known.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect........"Zhou Yi slowly closed his eyes, digesting the earth-shattering sword of the old sword god: "It's really, it's so wonderful!" "

Before this old sword god died, he still hoped that the sword realm he had comprehended could be passed on.

It's a pity that for hundreds of years, those who have come into contact with the Chixiao Sword are all mediocre talents.

If it weren't for the appearance of Zhou Yi, a full-level comprehension person, He Su's Ten Thousand Swords would probably be permanently dusted.

"Whew!"

He exhaled a breath of turbidity, and Zhou Yi felt at this moment that his comprehension of the way of the sword had reached the edge of the pass.

With Fang Cai's one-style practice of returning to the sect, he broke the bottleneck.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! Before

the breeze came out, the stream began to wrinkle.

It is Zhou Yi who affects the surface of the lake.

Around him, small sword qi suddenly appeared, lingering.

........

At the other end, the sword pool.

"I implore you spirit swords to go out of the mountain, help the palace, and conquer the world!"

Zhou Xingchen was still begging bitterly, hoping that the spirit sword would be blind and recognize him as the master.

However, in the sword pool, many spirit swords don't buy it at all.

"Can't... That's it!

Zhou Xingchen's heart gradually became anxious: "You, if you don't respond, this palace will come to choose it personally!" After

several temptations, he already knew that if he shouted for the rest of his life, the spirit sword would not ignore him.

If you want to take the sword, you can only use it!

"Tread, tread, stride!"

Zhou Xingchen's figure suddenly crossed the thunder pool and wanted to take the sword.

But at this very moment - "Tilt! "

Hundreds of spirit swords moved in unison, emitting a monstrous sword roar.

In the next moment, the terrifying sword intent condensed by many spirit swords actually slashed towards Zhou Xingchen at the same time.

It seems that he wants to teach this unruly guy a lesson.

"Not good!"

Zhou Xingchen's pupils shrank, and his heart was shocked.

The sword qi gathered by the spirit sword was extremely terrifying, even if he had the strength of the Yuan Dan Realm, if he was killed, he would inevitably be seriously injured.

"Alas........"

Just as the sword qi was about to fall on him, a sigh sounded.

The sword qi like thunder suddenly disappeared.

The owner of this sigh........ It is the royal ancestor, Zhou Xixiang.

He had been observing the new crown prince.

I don't look like a human king.

Zhou Xixiang shook his head and sighed, only feeling that the juniors of the royal family were not as good as the generation.

At this time........."Boom! The

sword pool, which had just been intimidated by his momentum and settled down, became restless again.

It seems to be stimulated by something.

Countless famous swords emitted a roaring sword roar, and finally turned into streamers, and they flew away from the sword pool one after another.

"Huh." The ancestor's face was stunned, and his divine sense suddenly covered the entire Taimiao.

Soon, he saw that countless spirit swords were all gathered in Yunmengxi, in front of Zhou Yi.

"It's a good seedling... If it weren't for the abolition of the sea of qi, in the future, he would definitely be the lord of Zhongxing in my dynasty. This

scene made the ancestor sigh.