This moment.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Changsheng, and their figures unconsciously stepped back.

Even Tianyazi's soul body flew backwards, looking at Ye Changsheng warily, "Oh no, this kid is going to explode."

Ye Yaoer looked back and saw Tianyazi hiding far away, "Old man, you definitely did this on purpose."

Tianyazi sighed softly, "I really want to be a good person, but it's so difficult."

Ye Yaoer was very anxious, but helpless. She regretted deeply that if she had not brought Ye Changsheng to the secret underground palace, none of these things would have happened later.

Ye Changsheng's figure, who was sitting on the ground, slowly rose up under the lingering spiritual energy and floated among the ten giant statues.

at this time.

Ye Changsheng appeared in a strange space, which was exactly the same as the ten giant statues in the underground palace, but the space here was filled with fairy air, flying cranes, and white clouds like smoke and fog.

Is this a fairyland? Ye Changsheng said that he had little education, so please don't lie to him, okay?

Suddenly, ten figures appeared in front of Ye Changsheng. The leader was a handsome man with extraordinary stature, suave and very handsome.

Especially when his white robe fluttered in the wind, he really looked like a banished immortal.

The man looked at Ye Changsheng and said calmly, "My fellow brothers, endless years have passed, and finally someone has entered our fantasy world. This kid is good-looking, and his appearance is comparable to mine."

A man said, "Junior brother, please stop being so narcissistic. This kid is much prettier than you."

As the voice fell, the ten people laughed out loud.

Ye Changsheng looked at the ten people in front of him with a confused look on his face, "Senior, I accidentally came here and disturbed your meditation. Please don't blame me."

This is what is written in the book, so there shouldn't be any problem.

Jian Xuanzi floated down from the sky and looked at Ye Changsheng. "You are quite polite, kid. Since you have entered the illusion we left behind, we will accept you as our disciple. How about that?"

Ye Changsheng said: "Senior, isn't that a bit too direct? We don't know each other very well yet!"

Although he said this, he was very excited in his heart.

Jian Xuanzi said: "You are quite interesting, there are so many people vying to be our disciples, but you want to understand us."

At this point, he paused and continued, "Just become my disciple, why make it so complicated? Just kneel down and become my disciple."

"Is this really okay, senior?" Ye Changsheng said, and knelt on the ground with a plop. "Disciple Ye Changsheng, I pay my respects to the ten masters."

I'll go.

You can do it, kid.

Jian Xuanzi was completely confused by Ye Changsheng.

The other nine people fell from the sky and appeared beside Jian Xuanzi. "Junior brother, this kid is good. He is born with a Chaos Sword Body. He is smart and shameless. He is really like you."

Jian Xuanzi glanced sideways and said, "Does it look like him? Senior Brother!"

Jian Wudi shook his head and said with a smile: "Not like?"

Jian Xuanzi added: "Brother, he doesn't have my best qualities."

Jian Wudi was slightly stunned. "He is still a child. When he grows up, he will be even more unruly than you. I really don't understand you. You can obviously make a living with your looks, so why do you still rely on your strength?"

"You don't understand this!" Jian Xuanzi said in a calm voice, raising his hand slightly to signal Ye Changsheng to stand up, "Changsheng, from now on you will be the chief disciple of our Sword Hall."

At this point, he turned around with his sleeves fluttering, and a high platform appeared in front of Ye Changsheng, "Changsheng, I give you that spiritual ring. Learn it well here, it will be of great help to you."

Ye Changsheng glanced at the square box on the platform and said, "Master, can I ask where the Sword Hall is and how many disciples it has?"

Jian Xuanzi said calmly: "The Sword Palace is very, very, very far away. You don't need to know it now, because the more you know, the more dangerous you will be."

Ye Changsheng just wanted to say one thing, he really guessed that the answer would be like this.

Jian Xuanzi added: "As for the disciples of the Sword Hall? Currently there is only you, but there will be many in the future."

Jian Wudi echoed, "Changsheng, you can find some answers to the doubts in your heart in the spirit ring, and I will tell you the rest when we meet again."

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

As the voice fell, the ten figures began to blur until they finally disappeared.

If the platform and the magic ring did not really exist, Ye Changsheng would have thought he was dreaming.

He turned suddenly and walked towards the platform, slowly raised his hand and the spirit ring fell into his palm.

Because there was no restriction, he entered easily.

When his spiritual consciousness entered the spiritual ring, Ye Changsheng understood one thing: his ten masters were all poor men.

With such a big spiritual ring, I only left him three things.

A token in the shape of an ancient sword.

A rusty sword case.

One page of paper.

Ye Changsheng took out his spirit ring, put away the three items, and muttered to himself: "Is this how I became the chief disciple of the Sword Hall?"

After reading the contents on that page of paper, he realized that Jian Xuanzi and his ten companions really belonged to the Cretaceous Age, so the Sword Hall must also be from that era.

It was clearly written on the paper that they would meet again, but that was already in the past. How could they possibly meet again?

Also, there are only a few sentences in total. Wouldn't it be better to say it orally? Why do you have to leave a piece of paper?

Ye Changsheng was a little confused.

But he still followed the contents on the paper, sat cross-legged in the center of the ten statues, and continued to comprehend the mystery of the statues.

"The Ten Directions Killing Dao, the true meaning of the Killing Sword?"

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