The whole mountain is filled with sharp sword energy, as if someone is performing the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin technique on the top of the mountain. Is this a place for people to stay?

It was almost life-threatening! The deep mountains and old forests were lush and green, but there were patches of miasma everywhere, and the road was slippery and difficult to walk on. Yang Zhen wondered if a mudslide could happen at any time!

Although the environment is not very good, there are quite a lot of people. Along the way, there are monks in various costumes, who are divided into camps according to their cultivation strength, layer by layer, surrounding the top of the mountain.

The closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more Yang Zhen could feel the fierce aura. Although no one knew where the sword spirit was now, everyone could feel that the sword spirit must still be somewhere on this mountain.

In the air, many half-step great saints barely stayed, and only some saint-level powerhouses and great saints were getting closer to the top of the mountain.

The Tianshan Holy Land camp had even built quite a few houses in the area closest to the mountain, and Yang Zhen immediately felt a lot more at ease.

It looks like we'll be staying here for quite a few days, so having a place to stay is much better than sleeping in the wilderness.

Yang Zhen didn't mind using the ground as a bed and the sky as a blanket, but would Tianshan Saint Lord, this pretty-looking young lady, be willing to sleep on the ground with Yang Zhen? Thinking of this, Yang Zhen looked at Tianshan Saint Lord and laughed strangely.

Seeing the Tianshan Saint Lord and others coming, many people were shocked, and the news spread quickly.

"Even the Holy Lord of Tianshan is here. It seems that Luo Shanyang's arrival has brought a lot of pressure to the Holy Land of Tianshan."

"You can't say that. Although Luo Shanyang is known as a sword fanatic, he still hasn't found the sword spirit. Besides, even if he finds the sword spirit, who can say for sure whether Luo Shanyang can get the sword spirit's recognition?"

"Have you noticed that the people from Yaoguang Holy Land are also making frequent moves? It seems they are trying to find a solution."

"Yaoguang Holy Land? It is said that the Holy Son of Yaoguang is practicing swordsmanship. I wonder if he can defeat Luo Shanyang."

"How is it possible? Among the younger generation present, who can surpass Luo Shanyang in swordsmanship?"

There was a lot of discussion around, and Yang Zhen listened with great interest. He walked forward while looking for Luo Shanyang.

It’s a pity that Luo Shanyang is not here. This guy who dares to say that his peers are all ants is really arrogant.

Damn it, Yang Zhen felt somewhat unhappy. Even this Saint had never said such arrogant words. After seeing this Luo Shanyang, he must find out whether he has three heads and six arms or just has an extra eye.

Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, Jiulong Saint said with a wry smile: "There are many powerful people here, some of whom even I dare not easily provoke. You must keep a low profile and make the sword spirit your primary task."

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Don't worry, when it comes to being low-key, this saucy saint has never been a coward."

Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng in front staggered and almost fell into the mud beside them.

Fu Yao looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression. Low-key?

If Yang Zhen is considered low-key, then they have very little sense of presence.

Li Qingfeng's fists were clenched so hard that they creaked, but what else could he do? This time he came to find the sword spirit with Yang Zhen as his main focus.

The older generation of strong men almost have an unwritten rule, that is, unless under special circumstances, even if a sword spirit appears, they will not go to subdue it. Throughout the years, whenever a sword spirit appears, the older generation of strong men has never succeeded in subduing it.

Only those young geniuses, and the best in swordsmanship, can gain the recognition of the Sword Spirit.

The sword spirit only recognizes one master in its lifetime. Once the master dies, the sword spirit will destroy the sword and be buried with him. Therefore, the sword spirit always appears alone, and will not be accompanied by any peerless sword! Along the way, Yang Zhen has analyzed the nature of the sword spirit. The various legends from ancient times to the present have been discussed countless times.

But... Yang Zhen still feels unsure!

As for who will win the Sword Spirit, who can say for sure?

Maybe when Yang Zhen was causing trouble, the old sword spirit got angry and disappeared into the void with a whoosh. Who could catch up with it except for a truly strong man who possessed the power of the void?

The power of the void, until now, Yang Zhen has never heard of anyone being able to control it.

So if the sword spirit flies, it really flies.

Just when everyone was thinking about their own things, a laugh as loud as thunder was heard, which scared Yang Zhen, who was distracted, and he hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound.

"I wonder who is here. It turns out that it is Miss Ziyuan who came in person. So, is your Tianshan Holy Land determined to get the sword spirit this time?"

Girl Ziyuan?

Hearing this title, Yang Zhen almost didn't associate it with the Holy Lord of Tianshan.

Who dared to address the Holy Lord of Tianshan like that? An old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes appeared in front of everyone. He looked like an old naughty boy, with a red face and eyes that were round and bulging, a bit like the bubble eyes of a horned frog. His garlic nose was red and looked extremely funny.

No one could laugh when this old man appeared. The terrifying aura on his body was like the stars, which could make people fall in love with him at a glance.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Except for Yang Zhen, Jiulong and the Holy Lord of Tianshan, everyone subconsciously looked away.

"Eh?" The old man uttered a sigh. After landing, he circled around Yang Zhen twice, laughed, and said, "Not bad, little guy. Maybe he can compete with Luo Shanyang. Where did Ziyuan find such an interesting guy?"

The Holy Lord of Tianshan smiled and said, "He is a disciple that Jiulong found, but he is not a direct disciple!"

As he spoke, the Saint Lord of Tianshan turned to Yang Zhen and said, "This senior is Zhou Tong, the Grand Elder of Zhongting Tianjue Sect. He has reached the ninth level of the Saint Realm and has great hope of breaking through to that level."

Zhou Tong? Tsk, this name sounds very old-fashioned.

Yang Zhen grinned and said, "Hello, Senior Zhou Tong."

It goes without saying that Zhou Tong must have come here for the Sword Demon. Otherwise, with his status, who else could have invited him? Tian Jue Clan, this force, even if it is not much larger than Tianshan Holy Land, is probably not comparable to Tianshan Holy Land.

Zhou Tong curled his lips and said, "It's just average, not fun, just like Jiulong, who can't even get a fart out of his three kicks."

Hearing Zhou Tong's words, Jiulong smiled bitterly. This was one of the people he didn't dare to provoke easily.

After hearing Zhou Tong's words, the people around were stunned and looked at Yang Zhen with strange expressions.

Is Yang Zhen quite decent?

If he was well-behaved, then there would be no one who was out of line in the world. I wonder what Zhou Tong's expression would be when he knew Yang Zhen's character.

The problem is that no one dares to speak now.

The Holy Lord of Tianshan smiled and said, "Senior... you two may have a lot in common."

(End of this chapter)