The disciple guarding the sword tomb said, "That's true, but this year is special. Senior Uncle Chi Hua specifically instructed his young disciples to enter the sword tomb to choose a sword."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone had strange expressions.
"Oh?" Nan Zhenzhenzun asked curiously, "I heard that Junior Brother has a new female disciple, who is hidden away in Luoxue Peak. Today is such a coincidence. Not only can I see the legendary sword, but I can also see Junior Brother Chihua's young disciple. Why don't you call her out and let us see her?"
Everyone looked around the crowd, curiously wondering how glorious the disciple was that could make the Immortal Lord Chihua make an exception and accept him as his disciple.
There was a small commotion among the crowd, and a beautiful figure appeared among the white-robed disciples.
The woman had an ordinary appearance and was wearing ordinary white disciple uniform. Although she was dressed similarly to the other disciples, she caught people's attention at first sight.
Everyone's eyes turned to Shangyue, and the disciples silently made way for her.
Last month, he made steady progress, showing his extraordinary temperament with every step and every line.
"Disciple Yin Yue greets the Sect Master and all the uncles and uncles."
The voice was neither humble nor arrogant, but firm and steady, showing his composure.
The other elders nodded slightly, very satisfied with Shangyue's performance, and even had a better impression of her.
However, Nan Zhenzhenzun and others who had seen Shangyue before always looked a little ugly after seeing Shangyue's face clearly.
Ling Xiao Zhenzun finally couldn't help but ask: "Are you Chi Hua's new disciple? How could you..."
How could a useless person without any spiritual roots become a disciple of Chihua Sect?
Is her senior brother Chihua crazy?
Afterwards, Ling Xiao Zhenzun suddenly understood and complained in his heart, "Isn't it true? After the battle at Taicang Mountain, her senior brother has long been mentally unstable!"
"Replying to Uncle Master, Junior Sister Yin Yue is indeed Master's new disciple."
Pei Yuan waved his feather umbrella and walked forward slowly, saying this.
With Pei Yuan's proof, no one questioned Shang Yue's identity anymore.
"Hahaha!" Lu Xiangtian laughed, "No wonder, no wonder Junior Brother accepted you as his disciple."
Ling Xiao Zhenzun asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?"
Could it be that Chi Hua accepted this useless little guy without any spiritual roots? Is there some unknown secret behind this?
Ling Xiao Zhenzun looked at Lu Xiangtian staring at Shang Yue's unattractive face with an expression of "as expected".
Confused again!
In the battle at Taicang Mountain, almost all the four great immortal sects came out in full force to encircle and suppress the demon dragon.
However, even a sect with a long history must reserve some capacity for development, and people like Nan Zhenzhenzun who have been in seclusion will become a strong support for those who remain in the sect.
The Immortal Master Chihua had at least seven or eight disciples in his early years, so it was naturally impossible for everyone to remember all of his disciples.
Especially for a disciple like Bai Xianxian who has average talent and ordinary appearance, if she had not sacrificed her life to awaken Chihua in the battle of Taicang Mountain, I am afraid that no one would even know who Bai Xianxian is.
"Haha, what's so strange about this?"
Yang Zhenzun gently stroked his beard, revealing a sincere smile. He looked at Shangyue and said earnestly, "My friend, does the emergence of this divine sword have nothing to do with you?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Kamitsuki.
Unlike the other elders whose eyes were full of inquiry and doubt, the eyes of the disciples were dull.
Just now, after they laughed loudly at the broken sword in Shangyue's hand, a deafening sound like the roar of a dragon or a tiger suddenly rang out from the abyss.
All the swords seemed to have suddenly lost control, breaking free from their hands one after another, the sword bodies inserted into the scabbards, never to be touched by anyone again.
As a result, their thirty disciples with excellent talents were not even as good as a useless little guy without any spiritual roots. They did not get a single sword in the sword tomb.
The disciples lowered their heads, no longer daring to look up at the little loser whom they had once laughed at.
Because that means they are not even as good as a small waste.
Shangyue was silent for a moment, and had already made up his mind.
It seems that this is indeed the legendary magic sword "Tianshu". The magic sword hums, and all swords return to their origin.
Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Shangyue slowly pulled out Tianshu, and a rusty broken sword appeared before everyone.
There is no dazzling light, no changing color of the sky and earth.
Everyone's eyes twitched, and some asked doubtfully, "Is this the divine sword?"
Are you kidding me? This piece of broken iron is actually the legendary magic sword?
Shang Yue picked up Tian Shu and said uncertainly, "Ahem, Yin Yue is not sure whether this sword is the legendary divine sword."
Shangyue was sure that this was the legendary divine sword Tianshu, but she had no idea why the legendary divine sword that created the world had become like this.
After the earth-shaking sword tomb, she could no longer get in touch with Tianshu. It seemed that the sword spirit of Tianshu Sword was extremely weak, or the sword spirit had dissipated into nothingness.
What she has in her hand now is just a piece of divine iron without a sword spirit.
Shangyue couldn't understand why, after she contracted a demon dragon, it was equivalent to nothing, but why was the same situation now that she had contracted a magic sword?
It's really upsetting.
Lu Xiangtian repeatedly looked at the broken sword in Shangyue's hand and asked in confusion, "Can you show it to me?"
"Of course, Sect Master, please!" Shangyue held Tianshu with both hands, his attitude calm and unhurried.
Lu Xiangtian nodded slightly, took the broken sword with one hand, and held it in his hand to observe it carefully.
The five fingers of his right hand gently brushed the hilt of the sword, his expression suddenly froze, and his eyes became unpredictable and difficult to understand.
"Sect Master!" Nan Zhenzhenzun finally couldn't suppress his inner curiosity. As a sword master, his obsession with the magic sword was beyond ordinary people. At this moment, the doubts and curiosity in his heart were as unbearable as being scratched by a cat.
However, after waiting for a long time, Lu Xiangtian did not express any conclusion. His thoughtful expression made Nan Zhenzhenzun feel tormented.
Everyone's eyes were anxiously turned to Lu Xiangtian, hoping that he could resolve their doubts.
Lu Xiangtian held the broken sword, pressing his fingertips hard on the sword body, and an ancient and melodious power was transmitted into the center of his fingers.
Lu Xiangtian was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, "This sword is truly extraordinary." His voice was deep and filled with shock. "It's the legendary divine sword, Tianshu!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone became excited.
Their faces were flushed and their expressions were excited.
"Is this the legendary sword that opened the sky? Oh my god!"
Nan Zhenzhen Zun was even more impatient, with Tianshu the only one in his eyes and heart.
The rusty broken sword was coated with a layer of soft light in his eyes, emitting charming colors: the broken sword body danced gracefully and gradually became perfect.
As if deliberately seducing him.
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