Chapter 160 Guardian Spirit 28

After breakfast, Xie Yinian went to the H City Tianshi League first, where he met up with other contestants who had passed the trial. Then, under the leadership of several guest elders, they took a car to Qinling.

When the car could no longer drive in, everyone abandoned the car and walked. After

walking for an unknown amount of time, everyone suddenly felt a shock.

The imperial weapon had been lurking in the valley for decades, and its aura had permeated the surrounding mountains and rivers. Without the reminder of the guest elders, everyone could sense this faint but comfortable aura and knew that they were approaching their destination.

After walking for about 20 minutes, everyone's vision suddenly opened up.

There was a flat land in front of them. There were no tall and strong trees to block the sun. The stream rose from the top of the mountain and trickled through the land.

At the end of the flat land, a valley could be seen faintly.

Everyone's eyes became wild.

"Everyone, please stay where you are and wait until two o'clock in the afternoon. The first person to enter the valley will go first." The guest elder who led the team reminded them.

After hearing this, everyone either sat on the suitcases or sat on the ground directly.

Only Xie Yinian took out three folding stools from the suitcase as if he were performing magic.

Zhan Bingyun was surprised: "Nianzi, you even brought this."

"Yeah, the suitcase is empty anyway, so I just bought some things that I would use in the wild. Although I may not use them, these things are not expensive, so it's better to buy them just in case."

Xie Chuan, who was sitting on the futon, heard Xie Yinian's voice and glanced in their direction with a dim gaze.

But soon, Xie Chuan gathered his thoughts and concentrated on regulating his breathing.

Xie Yinian didn't notice Xie Chuan's deep gaze. He sat on the folding bench and took out his mobile phone to check.

Sure enough, there was no signal at all.

It seems that there is no way to report safety to Ms. Yao.

More than an hour later, the guest elder who led the team and the twenty guest elders guarding the valley arrived together.

One of them said, "Xie Chuan, go in. We will start counting from the moment you step into the valley, so hurry up."

Xie Chuan strode into the valley.

He had no time to spare to look at the scenery of the valley.

From the moment he entered the valley, his eyes were completely glued to the Zhaodan Sword.

Xie Chuan walked towards the Zhaodan Sword uncontrollably until he was ten meters away from the Zhaodan Sword. He was forced by the pressure emanating from the Zhaodan Sword and could not take another step forward.

Xie Chuan did not dare to resist the pressure of the Zhaodan Sword, so he could only stop at the ten-meter limit and try to communicate with the Zhaodan Sword using all the means he knew.

Sword-controlling techniques, psychic spells, and sword-controlling techniques...

all the seven or eight carefully prepared methods were used, but the Zhaodan sword stuck in the rock still did not move at all, like an eternal and high king, indifferent to the efforts of mortals.

Xie Chuan's forehead gradually broke out in cold sweat, and his fingers that were pinching the techniques trembled slightly.

He closed his eyes and tried his best to keep himself calm and composed, but he still couldn't control his loss of composure.

Looking at the still calm Zhaodan Sword, Xie Chuan gritted his teeth and said, "It shouldn't be like this. In the illusion, I pulled you up easily."

"I used you to kill all the evil spirits and calm all the unrest."

"The holder of the Emperor's weapon should rule the country for the people. No one can do better than me. Why don't you recognize me?"

Xie Chuan clenched his fists and smashed them hard on the light curtain that blocked his progress, breaking his knuckles and causing blood to fly.

The warm blood spread along the light curtain and gradually approached the Zhaodan Sword, but was turned into smoke by the sudden intensification of the Zhaodan Sword's fluctuations.

Xie Chuan continued to smash the sword for a long time without feeling any pain, until the Zhaodan Sword fell silent again, and the last glimmer of hope in his eyes also disappeared.

However, how could he be willing to do that -

the Zhaodan Sword was used to kill again, and its appearance would bring peace and stability to the country.

Why couldn't he wield such a fierce imperial weapon?

His character, perseverance, and talent, how could he lag behind others.

Xie Chuan seemed tireless, and even abandoned the image that he cared about most in the past, and repeated all the methods he mastered in a very wolfish but stubborn manner. It was not

until the sound of the bell came from outside the valley and drifted into the valley that Xie Chuan suddenly came back to his senses.

He lowered his head and looked at the wound on his hand that was gradually solidifying. Then he hid his injured hands under his wide sleeves, and walked out of the valley with his head held high, welcoming the gazes of the crowd.

Many guest elders sighed when they saw Xie Chuan's empty hands.

In their opinion, Xie Chuan was the most likely candidate to be recognized by the imperial weapon, but Xie Chuan still failed.

I just hope that the people behind him can be more powerful.

Xie Chuan tried his best to ignore those gloating eyes, silently walked through the crowd, and sat down in the corner.

He took out a specially prepared mobile phone, which could receive a signal even in such a remote valley.

Xie Chuan held the phone and sent a text message to Xie Zuo: [Failed]

Regardless of how Xie Zuo reacted to the result, Xie Chuan directly threw the phone into his bag and closed his eyes tiredly.

"What do you think?" Ban Xi asked.

Zhan Bingyun has excellent eyesight: "There is a faint trace of blood on his cuffs."

Xie Yinian said: "His hands have been tucked into his sleeves, he must be injured."

Ban Xi clicked his tongue: "He looks very excited."

Zhan Bingyun smiled: "It's not surprising, he has never suffered a setback, and the road ahead has been paved by his elders. "

Xie Yinian said: "His character must be very extreme. He is arrogant and thinks he can do it, but it is difficult for him to withstand the blow of not being able to do it. "

Ban Xi stroked his chin: "What you said is quite appropriate. Originally, I thought that Xie Chuan's innocent attitude was very similar to the lofty temperament of the Zhaodan Sword, but now think about it, since the first generation owner of the Zhaodan Sword, Wu Ding, the Zhaodan Sword has been a sword of conquest. It is not a precious sword that is put on the shelf. Most of the time, it can be with the light and dust. "

Listening to Ban Xi analyzing the beauty of a sword from such a humanistic perspective, Xie Yinian showed a little smile in his eyes.

He looked up at the sky: "It seems that it is not Sister Bingyun's turn to try today."

Zhan Bingyun said: "It's good to go tomorrow, just in time to recuperate for a night."

Only four people can enter the valley today.

Zhan Bingyun happened to be ranked fifth.

Her contribution was the highest among the younger generation, but the trial allowed Tianshi under the age of 40 to participate.

The Tianshi ranked second, third and fourth were all in their thirties, with ten more years of experience than Zhan Bingyun. It was normal that Zhan Bingyun's ranking was slightly lower than theirs.

When it was close to dawn, the fourth Tianshi who entered also withdrew from the valley in failure, and everyone went to the tent prepared by the Tianshi League to rest.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Zhan Bingyun entered the valley.

Two hours later, Zhan Bingyun strode out of the valley.

Seeing that Zhan Bingyun didn't have any weapons in his hands, everyone finally couldn't help whispering.

Even the guest elders looked at each other anxiously for several times.

"Are you okay?" Xie Yinian hurriedly handed Zhan Bingyun a bottle of mineral water.

"Come on, sit down first." Ban Xi moved the stool in front of Zhan Bingyun.

Zhan Bingyun fanned herself with the sleeves of his Taoist robe.

"Don't mention it, the sword didn't give me any reaction." "

For two hours, I felt like I was throwing a wink to a blind man! Now I feel that tying it and letting it recognize its master is not a very important thing. Letting it sort me out is the most important thing!"

Listening to Zhan Bingyun's ridiculous complaints, Xie Yinian knew that her mentality was fine. There would definitely be some loss, but it did not affect her beliefs.

On the contrary, Xie Chuan has not appeared in front of the public since he entered the tent last night.

Today's efficiency is much faster than yesterday, but unfortunately, until the dawn, no one has successfully signed the contract for the Sword of Gallbladder.

On the fourth day, Ban Xi also went in.

After coming out, the first thing he said to Zhan Bingyun was: "I finally know what your complaint means. I was so angry that I took out the harmonica I carried with me and played it for it."

Zhan Bingyun: "... Can it understand?"

Ban Xi said: "No matter whether it can understand or not, I have no choice anyway."

He would definitely not be happy to leave early.

Even if he wasted time inside, he would use up both hours!

Zhan Bingyun was speechless and turned to look at Xie Yinian: "Nianzi, now you are the hope of the whole village."

Xie Yinian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I will try my best."

On the sixth day, it was finally the turn of No. 41.

Xie Yinian was almost sick from staying in this deep forest. He stood up and ran around the camp twice to exercise his body. He just ran back to the tent area and saw Ban Xi standing at the door of his tent, pacing back and forth anxiously.

"Ban Xi, what's wrong?" Xie Yinian asked.

When Ban Xi saw him, his eyes suddenly lit up: "You are finally back, something big has happened!"

"What big thing has happened?"

"I just saw a group of people hurriedly coming here from outside. The one leading them is Elder Xie Zuo of the Xie family. Do you think something big is going to happen?"

Xie Yinian was stunned.

Before all of them entered the valley, a group of people hurried here. It seems that something really happened outside.

I just don't know what it is, and whether it will affect his entry into the valley...

Before all of them entered the valley one by one, a group of new people hurried here. It seems that something really happened.

I just don't know what it is, and whether it will affect his attempt to bind the imperial weapon...

"Xie Yinian, the elders want to talk to you in the tent." A baby-faced Tianshi trotted to Xie Yinian and told him what the guest elders said.

Ban Xi asked anxiously, "Did the elders say what it was?"

The baby-faced Taoist priest shook his head and said, "No, but I think the elders are not in a good mood. You should go over there quickly."

Xie Yinian thanked him and walked towards the tent area where the elders lived.

"I'll go with you." Ban Xi hurriedly followed him.

When the two were about to reach that area, they met Xie Chuan, who was walking slowly from the other direction with a peach wood sword in his hand.

"Are you also looking for the guest elders?"

To the surprise of Xie Yinian and Ban Xi, Xie Chuan actually took the initiative to greet them, and his tone was even somewhat gentle.

However, his abnormal reaction made Xie Yinian feel a little ominous.

What are Xie Chuan and Xie Zuo going to do?

***

Inside the largest tent in the camp.

Several guest elders in charge of assessment and the people brought by Xie Zuo stood on both sides clearly.

"Elder Zhou, what do you think of this matter?" Xie Zuo pointed his spearhead at Zhou Tianshi, the highest-ranking master in the field.

If Xie Yinian was here, he would definitely recognize that this Zhou Tianshi was the head of the Zhou family who had gone to City D to give him a thank-you gift because his eldest son died at the hands of the evil master Zhang Yongyuan.

Because of this matter, Zhou Tianshi admired Xie Yinian a lot, but at this moment, Zhou Tianshi showed a bit of embarrassment on his face.

Master Zhou Tian said: "Xie Yinian took the shortest time in the trial. Now, Xie Chuan and Zhan Bingyun, the seedlings we are optimistic about, have not been able to successfully bind the imperial weapon."

"Among the remaining candidates, Xie Yinian is the most likely to succeed. If you decide to eliminate his eligibility, perhaps no one will be able to pull out the Zhaodan Sword..."

Xie Zuo had to interrupt Master Zhou Tian: "Master Zhou Tian, ​​I think, it is better that no one can pull out the Zhaodan Sword than to let a killing weapon like the Imperial Weapon fall into the hands of a person of unknown origin."

The law enforcement elder of the Tianshi League, Lu Hexuan, frowned and looked at Xie Zuo with some disapproval: "Fellow Daoist Xie Zuo is wrong. Xie Yinian has pure spiritual power and has definitely learned the orthodox Taoist skills. How can he be considered to be of unknown origin?"

Lu Hexuan didn't know why Xie Zuo was so hostile to Xie Yinian.

But Lu Hexuan was worried that it was what he said in the restaurant that caused all this.

So even though Lu Hexuan and Xie Zuo were good friends, Lu Hexuan still stood up and said a fair word for Xie Yinian.

Xie Zuo looked at him and said coldly: "Xie Yinian is not from any family, nor has he been a disciple in any Taoist temple, and I have never heard that he was taught by any casual cultivator. It seems that he appeared out of thin air."

"Now this person who appeared out of thin air has not only suppressed the disciples you carefully cultivated, but also suppressed Xie Chuan and Zhan Bingyun who are recognized as the most talented."

"What's more, I, my nephew Xie Chuan, and Master Zhou Tian all met Xie Yinian two years ago. At that time, Xie Yinian definitely had not started practicing."

"He has come this far in just two years. How did he do it? Where did his inheritance come from?"

At this point, Xie Zuo looked up and stared at Zhou Tianshi and the others: "There are so many doubts. If you think about it carefully, don't you think it's strange?"

After he decided to deal with Xie Yinian, he began to find someone to investigate Xie Yinian.

Xie Yinian's life trajectory can be traced. If you want to say where the turning point began, it was when he encountered the evil Tianshi Zhang Yongyuan two years ago and became his disciple to learn Taoist magic.

But the strange thing is that no matter how Xie Zuo checked, he couldn't find out who Xie Yinian's master was.

At that time, Xie Zuo came up with a good plan in his mind -

to attack Xie Yinian with a wrong foot.

He could even appropriately link Xie Yinian with evil cultivation.

Of course, Xie Zuo felt that he was not slandering Xie Yinian.

After all, is it possible for a normal cultivator to make such great progress in cultivation in such a short time? Maybe Xie Yinian really relied on some unorthodox methods.

Xie Zuo's argument was quite biased, but Zhou Tianshi, Lu Hexuan and others also hesitated.

Lu Hexuan looked at Zhou Tianshi and asked for confirmation: "Did Xie Yinian really not start practicing two years ago?"

Zhou Tianshi sighed and nodded: "That's true."

Lu Hexuan thought for a moment and thought of a compromise.

"Xie Yinian should be here soon. Why don't we ask him about his teacher in person and then listen to his explanation." As

soon as the words fell, Xie Yinian, Ban Xi and Xie Chuan arrived outside the tent.

Lu Hexuan did not pay attention to any formalities and directly let them all in.

Master Zhou Tian saw that Xie Yinian's face was a little bad, and said in a gentle tone: "Xie Yinian, we called you here this time because we have something to ask you. Just tell us the truth."

Xie Yinian bowed to Master Zhou Tian: "Yes."

Master Zhou Tian repeated what Xie Zuo had just said: "The imperial weapon is indeed very important. It would have been fine if no one had raised any objections before, but now that someone has raised it, you need to tell us your teacher." His

guess was confirmed, and Xie Yinian was strangely relaxed.

Xie Yinian turned his head, looked at Xie Chuan, and then looked at Xie Zuo.

Xie Zuo asked with a smile, "Why do you look at me like this, my friend Xie?"

Xie Yinian said, "When I first met you, I thought you were an otherworldly sage. Later I realized that you were just pretending."

"As a high and mighty Heavenly Master, you look down on mortals, but there is no need to make things difficult for them."

"So the gentleness you showed in the hospital was just an illusion."

Xie Zuo's face instantly sank, "My friend Xie, I am your senior after all. Aren't you being a little presumptuous by saying this?"

Xie Chuan also said, "Are you trying to buy time by showing off your eloquence here?"

Some guest elders with more old-fashioned ideas also looked unhappy. They felt that the Heavenly Masters cultivated by these small sects, no matter how talented they were, were much inferior in bearing to those cultivated by famous and upright sects.

Ban Xi looked at Xie Yinian and wanted to speak up to smooth things over for him, but Xie Yinian pulled him behind him.

Xie Yinian took a few deep breaths.

The people standing around him, except Ban Xi and Xie Chuan, were all big names in the world of Heavenly Masters.

Xie Yinian knew that if his answer was wrong in the slightest, he would not only lose the qualification to compete for the Emperor's Weapon, but he might also be taken down on the spot.

Now that Ms. Yao was not by his side, he had to rely on himself for everything...

"Xie Zuo, Xie Chuan, others don't know my life experience, do you two really not know it?"

Everyone looked at Xie Zuo and Xie Chuan.

Xie Zuo and Xie Chuan were also very surprised.

Xie Yinian was only two years old when he went missing. How did he know his life experience?

Xie Yinian looked at Zhou Tianshi, his lips trembling slightly, bloodless, but he still tried to smile.

"Zhou Tianshi, you and I met once two years ago."

"My master killed the evil master Zhang Yongyuan and avenged your eldest son. Later, you gave me a defensive bracelet. Do you still remember it?"

Zhou Tianshi nodded: "I remember."

Xie Yinian rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his right hand wearing a black glove: "You can check my qualifications."

Zhou Tianshi was a little confused, but still put his hand on Xie Yinian's pulse.

A stream of spiritual energy flowed through Xie Yinian's body along Xie Yinian's pulse without any stagnation. It can be seen how high Xie Yinian's talent

is. "Your qualifications are very high, I have never seen such a person in my life." Zhou Tianshi said as he let go of his hand, but he still didn't quite understand what Xie Yinian meant.

Xie Yinian asked: "Excuse me, Master Zhou Tian, ​​is there any physical condition that is more powerful than the Yin-Yang Eyes?"

Master Zhou Tian said casually: "There are only two physical conditions. The extremely Yang body and the extremely Yin body."

Xie Yinian said calmly: "Yes, I was born on a Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, and Yin hour."

Many people present were stunned.

They did not guess Xie Yinian's identity, but thought of one thing - the ancestor of the Yao family who once held the imperial weapon was also an extremely Yin body.

Xie Yinian looked around and took in the astonishment of the people.

He raised his chin slightly and said, "My father is Xie Zhou, the former young patriarch of the Xie family. My mother is Yao Rong of the Yao family. I learned from the Yao family, and I learned the same mental method as the ancestor of the Yao family."

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura emanated from his body, and he did not hide anything he had learned.

The Zhaodan Sword, which was inserted diagonally into the boulder and remained simple and unperturbed, sensed the familiar breath and suddenly made a clanging sound. The sword light shot up into the sky, as if responding to Xie Yinian.

Xie Yinian laughed softly.

He looked directly at Xie Chuan and spoke word by word: "I feel that the Zhaodan Sword is calling me. It is waiting for me to enter the valley."

Xie Chuan felt a dull pain in his chest and took a step back subconsciously, his face as pale as paper.