Chapter 75 Sir, have you remembered this?

"Youzhou Chai Family, the sword master Chai Qingchi!"

Shan Yang raised his head to look at the sky. The old man in green who was flying thousands of miles on a sword and cutting through the vast sea of ​​clouds spoke with a serious expression.

"Chai Qingchi has already broken through the realm of Shingo and condensed his own sword seed. It is even very likely that he has reached the third level of Shingo. Why is he still here to join in the fun?"

Shan Yang couldn't help but shook his head.

The competition for this opportunity is already extremely competitive. Now there is a sword master at the Zhenwu realm. Isn't this bullying? "Brother Shan, please be optimistic. This kind of inheritance competition is not entirely about cultivation. Opportunity and luck are equally important. Otherwise, why are we here? Whoever has a higher cultivation level will get the inheritance. Don't you think so?" Xu Li smiled and comforted.

Time passes slowly.

Several more people arrived at Tianchuan Mountain one after another, causing a sensation.

One of them attracted everyone's attention with such a grand display.

He was a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes. His cultivation was not very high, probably only around the fifth level of spiritual realm.

But beside him, not only were there four great sword servants at the peak of the Divine Wandering Realm accompanying him, but there was also a protector who had also reached the True Self Realm, accompanying him all the way! According to Shan Yang, this person was the young master of the Haori Sword Sect in Yunzhou, and his status was extremely noble.

Haori Sword Sect, looking at the entire Dongxuan Region, is enough to rank among the top three sword sects! Although there is no Great Immortal Realm in the sect, there is an ancestor in the Supreme Peak Realm!

In terms of strength, it is not inferior to the Ziwei Chen family where Chen Zhixing belongs!

For a moment, the entire Tianchuan Mountain was undercurrent surging, and it looked like a storm was about to come.

That night.

Shan Yang and others built a bonfire and chatted casually, waiting for the sword god's inheritance site to be completely unveiled.

"Ah, my mother has always told me since I was a child that only those who endure the most hardships can become the best."

"But when I grew up, I realized that if you endure the most suffering, there will be endless suffering!"

Shan Yang took out a pot of wine from somewhere, and said as he drank it with a rather bored look on his face.

Xu Li nodded in agreement and said with a wry smile, "Yes, I used to think that hard work was a compliment, but now that I have practiced, I know that when others praise you for your hard work, it is because they really have nothing else to praise you for, so they can only use the word hard work to compliment you in an awkward but polite way."

"Effort is nothing compared to talent."

"Hmm, I didn't expect Brother Xu to have such an opinion! We should all come to light!"

Shan Yang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he handed the wine pot in his hand to Xu Li, then looked towards the top of Tianchuan Mountain, and said with some envy: "This world is too cruel, some people are born in a place where ordinary people like us with no background or foundation can never climb up even if we work hard all our lives.

Just like the young master of the Haori Sword Sect, this person's talent is not that great, but he has a good family background. He has been provided with all kinds of natural treasures and elixirs since birth. When we were still struggling to explore the way of swordsmanship on our own, he already had several sword masters teaching him personally.

How can we compare? There is absolutely no comparison. "

At this point, Shan Yang looked at Chen Zhixing, who was watching his heart and eyes, and asked casually, "Brother Bai, why don't you say anything? Why don't you say a word?"

Chen Zhixing was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "In my opinion, what Brother Shan said is indeed correct, but this is how the world is. If the three generations of hard work of others are defeated by your ten years of hard practice, then it is unreasonable, isn't it?"

After a pause, Chen Zhixing said, "People can enjoy happiness now because their ancestors suffered for them. If you suffer a little more now, your descendants will naturally have the opportunity to enjoy your happiness."

"Bah! A person with great talent can practice for one day and it's equivalent to a hundred days of hard work for you. Others can break through the realm as easily as drinking water, but you just can't break through no matter how hard you try. Does this have anything to do with hardship?"

Shan Yang shook his head and said, "Brother Bai, I can tell from your good family background that you have never experienced the dangers of the cultivation world, so you can say such things so calmly."

"Yeah."

Chen Zhixing nodded without comment, not getting entangled in such a meaningless argument, and instead looked silently in the direction of Tianchuan Mountain.

Today, Tianchuan Mountain has gathered hundreds of sword cultivators.

But in reality, there were only two or three people who posed a real threat to him.

A great sword master, Chai Qingchi!

A protector of the Haori Sword Sect!

Another one was a mysterious strong man who never showed up from beginning to end, but Chen Zhixing sensed the aura of the Zhenwu Realm.

"We can't waste any more time. We have to find a way to lure these people away and then enter the place of inheritance."

Chen Zhixing's eyes flickered as he kept thinking.

At the same time, Shan Yang and Xu Li continued to talk about the principles of life.

The woman named Bai Ling kept surrounding the swordsman Aliang, asking about his well-being.

For Bai Ling, when she came to Tianchuan Mountain this time, she had no hope at all for the so-called place where the Sword God was passed down.

She only hoped to find a potential dragon with extraordinary potential or a person with a prominent family background as her Taoist partner, so as to change her fate as the bottom of the cultivation world.

The taciturn swordsman Aliang is the one she has been searching for for a long time and has finally chosen! The night is gradually getting darker.

In the blink of an eye, it was already midnight.

"Sir, I think it would be better if I go to the other side to cause a stir and attract attention, while you go to the place where Lord Sword God has passed down his legacy. What do you think?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

A cold and royal sister's voice sounded in Chen Zhixing's mind.

"That's fine."

Chen Zhixing thought about it for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay! My lord, please remember that the place where the Sword God inherited his legacy is located in the southeast of the Tianchuan Mountain. Walk another 300 steps and you will find a cave in a corner. After entering the cave, you will see 73 forked paths. My lord, please choose the 34th path and you will see a shallow pool of water. Beside the pool there is a cluster of Polygonum flowers and reed leaves. Push them aside and you will see a protruding bluestone. Press down the bluestone and the cave wall will open. Then you will wait for me in front of the wall."

Qing Zhi finished speaking quickly, and asked with some concern: "Master, have you remembered it?"

"I've got it." Chen Zhixing nodded.

"Okay, let's get started." Qing Zhi smiled slightly.

"Um."

Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed, and he immediately walked away from the campfire and walked to an empty corner.

Swish! The Qingzhi Sword came out of its sheath silently, and the next moment it instantly drilled into the ground, shooting quickly towards the northwest direction of Tianchuan Mountain.

Looking at Qing Zhijian's departing back, Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed.

The next moment, he walked towards the southeast of Tianchuan Mountain without hesitation.

And not long after Chen Zhixing left.

Boom!!! A sword light shot up into the sky, instantly lighting up from the northwest corner of Tianchuan Mountain and blooming in the vast night sky.

In an instant! Hundreds of sword cultivators on Tianchuan Mountain all raised their heads at the same time, their pupils shrank violently.

"A treasure is born!"

"The inheritance land is opened?!"

“Go, go, go!”

"Hahaha, the inheritance of the Ancient Sword God, someone from our side is here!"

"This opportunity must belong to me!!"

Bang! Tianchuan Mountain, which had been quiet in the night, suddenly shook violently!

(End of this chapter)