i have ten aunts

Everyone met Cheng Wanshan's eyes, and everyone subconsciously avoided him, not daring to look at him.

Seeing this, Cheng Wanshan nodded in satisfaction, turned around and walked towards Shen Ziqing.

The moment he turned his head, the indifference on his face disappeared instantly.

Like the melting of winter snow, a bright smile appeared on his face again.

This seamless change of expression caught Shen Ziqing by surprise.

Good guy, this expression management master is really not bragging.

"Nephew Shen, let's go, let's go in together."

Shen Ziqing was speechless, this old man was really thick-skinned, he nodded with a smile.

I have to say that this Cheng Wanshan is really a snake and a stick.

This is the call of the nephew and nephew?

Others also felt the change in Cheng Wanshan's address, and gave them a thumbs up in admiration.

As expected of a big brother, the change of thought is fast.

The others also rushed forward to follow Cheng Wanshan's rhythm, smiling and saying hello.

"Yes, Martial Nephew Shen, in the future, visit my Green Bamboo Peak more often."

"My Tianzhu Peak is also good."

"If you want any pills, just go to me," Cao Danfang said happily, patting his chest;

"I don't think Martial Nephew Shen doesn't have a flying sword yet, do you want me to give you mine?"

Hearing this, Shen Ziqing's heart lit up, Feijian, he has missed this thing for a long time, and he hasn't spoken yet.

At this time, Duanmu on the side softly snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "When will it be your turn to give alms to my disciples of Qingyun Peak?

Hmph, I'll give Shen Ziqing whatever she wants, I don't need you. "

After finishing speaking, Duanmu walked forward softly and arrogantly, and followed Shen Ziqing side by side.

"Don't pay attention to these old people, just tell me what you want"

Cheng Wanshan and the others looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and were speechless.

The younger junior sisters have already opened their mouths, and it is hard for them to say anything more.I can only envy in my heart, it's the little junior sister who is amazing and farsighted, and has brought Shen Ziqing into the family so early.

Shen Ziqing's talent, no matter which mountain gate it is placed in, is a top existence.

The conversations of the few people did not hide it, everyone was a cultivator, and their eyes and ears were astonishing.

This conversation was soon heard clearly. .

They all looked at Shen Ziqing enviously.

It's really too powerful. When they think of the feeling of countless resources piled up on their bodies, they will go crazy with jealousy.

On weekdays, they have to go through countless struggles to get a pill. Who would have thought that before Shen Ziqing opened his mouth, others would come to his door.

But there was no other way, who made Shen Ziqing so talented!

If they can climb to the top of the ladder, no... no need to reach the 99th floor, but they can reach the top of the 60th floor, then no matter which sect they are in, they are the existence of direct disciples, so why bother to give them what they want.

After a while, Shen Ziqing followed the crowd to the Sword Drawing Villa, and saw a sword sticking out of a huge rock.

When Shen Ziqing saw the sword on the boulder, he was immediately disappointed, and the beautiful illusion in his heart was shattered again.

The former Sword Drawing Villa was famous for drawing swords.

Many people came here just to participate in the top-notch conference.

In Shen Ziqing's mind, since this sword is so famous, it must be very powerful, not to mention other things, at least the shape is the kind of thieves, crazily pulling the sky.

But after witnessing this sword with his own eyes, Shen Ziqing's interest disappeared in an instant, not at all.

I saw that the sword on this boulder didn't even have a handle.

Inserted in a stone, the sword body is covered with rust, and the whole picture cannot be seen clearly, it is jet black.

Without the slightest sharpness, it was just an ordinary rusty iron sword.

Shen Ziqing would not even take a second look at this broken sword thrown on the ground.

I hoped that 003 would plummet, and I completely lost interest.

What you say is so awesome, you at least have the feeling of radiant swordsmanship, who would have thought that such a cheat would be so mediocre.

Not only Shen Ziqing, but also the rest of the casual cultivators were also extremely disappointed. It was also the first time they saw the legendary sword.

I didn't expect it to be such a ghost.

"Just this sword, is it actually the foundation of the Sword Drawing Villa?"

"This is too pitiful, it doesn't fit my temperament at all."

"This sword is rusty, can this thing work?"

"I don't know, my beautiful fantasy was instantly shattered."

"It's not as good as that old blacksmith in the village who can strike a sword."

"It's not a lie, it's a blindfold."

"Who knows?"

"I'm really disappointed. I didn't expect the legendary sword to look like this. I lost my expectation in an instant."

Cheng Wanshan didn't care about everyone's disappointment and various expressions and reactions. He had seen such scenes countless times

Turning around with a smile, he said to Shen Ziqing:

"This sword is the foundation of our Sword Drawing Villa.

Don't look at it as inconspicuous and rusty.

It is said that the patriarch discovered it at the beginning.

The patriarch of our Sword Drawing Villa was a master in the Mahayana period, and he didn't pull it out. "

"Therefore, the Patriarch founded the Sword Drawing Villa, the original purpose was not to establish a sect, but just to make friends with powerful Taoists in the world, to see who can pull out the sword, and to witness the whole picture of the sword. "

Shen Ziqing was a little puzzled and said, "Wouldn't it be over if you smashed this stone?"

Cheng Wanshan shook his head with a smile and explained: "If only it were really that simple.

I don't know what material this stone is made of, and no one knows, anyway, it is very hard, even if all of us in the Sword Drawing Villa join forces to strike, there is nothing left on the stone. ".

Chapter 511 The iron sword moved?

Looking at this brown stone, it is no different from ordinary stones. I didn't expect it to be so powerful.

This surprised Shen Ziqing, but he didn't think much about it.

After all, Shen Ziqing just came to this world, his eyes were darkened, and he didn't know anything.

There are countless rare treasures in this world, and this brown stone might also be a great treasure.

The nine elders of the Sword Drawing Villa exchanged pleasantries with Shen Ziqing, but they were envious of the other disciples who broke the Sword Drawing Villa.

How many people are envious of a boy in the foundation building period to talk and laugh happily with these big guys.

Cheng Wanshan became the host again, pointing to the rusty iron sword, and said to the crowd: "You must have seen it too, right?

The rusty iron sword in front of us is the foundation of our Sword Drawing Villa's school. As for its origin, no one knows.

Since the founding of the patriarch, it has gone through untold hardships, and no one has been able to shake it for thousands of years.

You've all heard about the rules of our Sword Drawing Villa, so I'll say it again here.

Our Sword Drawing Villa has established a rule since the founding of the sect, the person who can pull out the sword in everything is the head of our Sword Drawing Villa.

According to the inheritance of the ancestral precepts, no matter it is a disciple of our Sword Drawing Villa or an expatriate, everyone can participate in the Sword Drawing Conference. Whoever pulls out this sword, we will immediately regard him as the head of the Sword Drawing Villa. "

Hearing this, everyone was moved, even though the sword was rusted under the traces of time, it was so ordinary that they didn't even want to look at it.

But no matter what, once the sword is pulled out, it will be Xianyu turned around. From a casual cultivator who no one cares about, to become the head of the Sword Drawing Villa, it is like a fish leaping through the dragon's gate.

Many people were so excited that they couldn't help but exclaimed loudly.

"Elder Cheng, hurry up and announce the start, we can't wait."

"Yeah, hurry up, I can't help but want to draw out this sword that belongs to me."

"You didn't wake up from the dream, did you eat a few dishes yesterday, how dare you say that."

"That's right, as long as you order peanuts, you don't dare to say that, and you won't get drunk like this."

"Hahaha….."

Cheng Wanshan nodded to the disciples of the Sword Drawing Villa standing by.

I saw that two disciples picked up wooden stakes and slammed them against a big clock.

'Boom!Boom!Boom! 'Three consecutive beeps.

The sound of the bell is deafening!

As if it could shock the soul, everyone's heart trembled.

The noisy noise gradually disappeared.

"Okay, the sword drawing ceremony has officially started, which hero will be on stage first."

After Cheng Wanshan finished speaking, everyone in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay.

A lot of people couldn't help but be excited to take the stage, but no one took the first step.

At this time, Feng Li, who had previously questioned Shen Ziqing, stood up.

"Since no one is taking the first step, let me try it, let me explore the way first". "

Cheng Wanshan nodded expressionlessly: "Then let's start."

Feng Li took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards the rusty iron sword.

Tens of thousands of people are paying attention to him, which makes him feel a little excited.

With all the attention, he felt a sense of superiority, a little smug.

He even fantasized about how shocked everyone would be after he pulled out his sword.

At that time, he will be the head of the Sword Drawing Villa, and Shen Zi can clean it up as he pleases.

Thinking of this, a surge of pride rose in my heart.

Slowly grasping the iron sword with his right hand, he pulled out his shoulder forcefully.

"what?"

Feng Xin was startled, and with all his strength, the sword didn't move at all?

With his current state, he could easily lift things weighing a thousand catties, but he actually pulled out a rusty iron sword?

This made him feel serious in his heart, and his complexion became more and more serious.

Feng Li, who didn't believe in evil, gathered all the true energy in his palm and pulled it out with all his strength.

The entire right arm was shining with light, and everyone began to look forward to it.

But no matter how hard Feng Li tried, it was useless.

His face even turned red from too much force.

Beads of sweat began to roll down from his forehead.

Seeing Feng Li's strenuous effort, many people began to gloat and mock.

"No, come down, don't be ashamed."

"That's right, it doesn't work at all, so what are you still insisting on?"

"What no one has done for thousands of years, he thinks he can do it, it's really wishful thinking."

"Hahaha...that's not right, who doesn't have a dream?