The place of sword tomb.
The wind howled like ghosts and wolves.
Everyone was in the sword tomb, suppressed by an ancient and powerful force. In the face of absolute power, they were as small as ants.
As Shang Yuetu entered, his eyes were immediately attracted by a towering giant sword.
The sword rose from the ground, seven feet high, and its majesty was awe-inspiring. It was like a weapon left behind by an ancient god of war, and its sharp aura still remained.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The giant sword slowly split into two halves, and a strong and dazzling light came from the gap.
In the illumination of this light, what comes into view are the outlines of countless swords, which appear and disappear in the light like mirages.
"Boom! Boom!"
The excited heartbeat was like a drum, each one louder than the last.
At this moment, they had no time to care about anything else and could not help but step into the dazzling light.
The moment Shangyue stepped into Jianmen, she felt a powerful force flowing around her, and the dazzling white light made it impossible to open her eyes.
She closed her eyes and felt the power with her heart, hoping to find her natal sword.
However, just as she was concentrating on feeling this force, the originally solid ground suddenly gave way, Shangyue lost her balance and fell into the abyss.
A strange feeling surged in her heart and she suddenly opened her eyes.
In the abyss, Shangyue saw a series of strange scenes.
In the chaos and nothingness, a long sword stood. The sword emitted a soft light, illuminating all the darkness, like a ray of light in the chaos, perfectly matching the feelings in her heart.
She felt a stir in her heart, and felt that this sword was extraordinary.
Shangyue took a step forward and was about to check the mysterious sword, but found that he was as if nailed down and could not move at all.
At this moment, the sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light and flew towards her. Shangyue could only watch the sword pierce her forehead.
Suddenly, she felt a powerful force surging into her body. Her body was instantly surrounded by light, and a silver lotus mark gradually appeared between her eyebrows.
"My name is Tianshu, and I serve my master!"
An ancient and vicissitudes of life voice sounded in the sea of consciousness, and at the same time, a dazzling white light burst out around.
The "Tianshu" sword gradually dissipated, and the space between Sumeru disappeared completely. The surrounding scene shattered and then reorganized in an instant.
Shangyue's vision gradually became clear. In the abyss, there were all kinds of swords, some were extremely sharp, some were simple and elegant, and all the disciples gathered in the abyss, staring at those swords with burning eyes.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Some of them laughed when they saw the broken sword in Shangyue's hand.
When Shangyue came to her senses, she felt a chill in her palm. She subconsciously lowered her head and took a closer look. She saw that she was holding a rusty broken sword in her hand.
According to legend, the divine sword Tianshu existed at the beginning of the world. Before heaven and earth were separated, the Tianshu sword cut through yin and yang and divided the sun and moon. From then on, the sun, moon and stars appeared between heaven and earth.
After that, the Tianshu Sword disappeared without a trace and reappeared during the ancient war.
"Shangyuanji" records that Lord Cangwu accidentally found a sword in Cangwu. When the magic sword came into the world, the sky and the earth changed color.
It shines brightly and colorfully, and the word "天" is engraved on the sword body, which is suspected to be the legendary Tianshu Sword.
However, it was this legendary sword that broke into two halves during the battle between immortals and demons.
But now the sword in Shangyue's hand was broken in the middle, the gap was uneven, and the sword body was covered with spots of rust, making it look shabby and like a defective product discarded by a blacksmith.
In a nutshell, it looks terrible.
"This..." Shangyue blinked, a little confused.
Is this the legendary divine sword Tianshu?
She was just forced to make a contract with a broken sword?
Did you get her consent?
Shangyue covered her forehead with her hands, speechless for a moment.
The long-dormant "Tianshu" sword trembled slightly, as if it sensed the loss and dissatisfaction in the heart of its new owner, and made a low and powerful "buzzing" sound.
Almost at the same moment, with the awakening of the Tianshu Sword, every sword in the abyss seemed to feel its power, resonating and responding, the sword bodies swaying and emitting dazzling light.
The sound of thousands of swords ringing together was like the roar of dragons and tigers, echoing in the abyss and causing ripples.
"What's going on?"
The abnormality that appeared in the sword tomb immediately attracted the attention of the disciples guarding the mountain, and they looked into the abyss in confusion.
"Strange, the sword tomb has been opened for tens of millions of years, and this is the first time there has been such an unusual movement. Could it be..." The disciple guarding the sword tomb paused, with incredible excitement in his eyes.
He continued, "Could it be that a divine sword has appeared?"
And, at this moment, Sect Leader Lu Xiangtian came with a group of elders.
His gaze was like a sharp sword, sweeping across the abyss, and he had already made up his mind.
"Today, our Shengyuan Immortal Sect has welcomed the birth of its first divine sword. This is undoubtedly a glorious moment in the history of the sect."
Lu Xiangtian's gentle eyes revealed the majesty of a superior, and his face was flashing with excitement and anticipation.
Nan Zhenzhenzun said softly, "I didn't expect that a new disciple of our sect would have such great luck. I just don't know which young friend it is."
His voice was like a spring breeze, carrying a hint of curiosity and anticipation.
Ling Xiao Zhenzun sneered, and wrapped her slender arms around her waist. Her posture was like that of a fairy who mastered the secrets of heaven, relaxed and confident.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Won't you know when people come out?"
Xunyang Zhenzun nodded silently, but he had a clear answer in his heart.
I'm afraid that only the lucky one who "reaches the sky in one step" can bring the magic sword into the world.
Thinking of that plain face of last month, Xun Yang Zhen Zun sighed again: "The legendary lucky child, why is he not my disciple?"
Everyone had different thoughts and waited in front of the sword tomb in an orderly manner.
So, the disciples, who were pale and in low spirits, had just walked out of the sword tomb when their hearts suddenly began beating rapidly.
All they saw were the famous figures in the legends, waiting for them with expectant smiles on their faces.
As a result, everyone almost couldn't breathe and fainted.
Seeing that all the disciples walked out of the sword tomb with their heads down, no one of them was carrying the magic sword.
Lu Xiangtian finally couldn't help but ask, "Have all the disciples who entered the Sword Tomb today come out?"
The disciple guarding the Sword Tomb said, "Master, all 31 disciples who entered the Sword Tomb today have successfully emerged."
Ling Xiao Zhenzun asked suspiciously, "How can there be thirty-one people? Did you count wrong?"
Every ten years, Shengyuan Xianzong would accept new disciples, with more than a thousand applicants.
But after rigorous screening, only thirty people will remain.
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