After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

"How long will it take before the spirit sword can be recognized as its owner?"

The cultivators outside were immediately attracted by the sound of swords, and they all looked over.

Inside the sword tomb.

I saw a young monk with an arrogant expression standing in front of a spiritual sword. He touched the handle of the sword with his hand and pulled the sword out of the dark soil.

Although this sword is not great, it is also extraordinary.

The clear sword sound from the spirit sword made his expression slightly dull, followed by ecstasy.

All the disciples in the sword tomb were a little stunned, and then they became envious.

They were envious, but they were also a little anxious. Not everyone had the opportunity to be recognized as the owner of the spirit sword, and there was only one hour. A waste of time was a waste of the opportunity to be recognized as the owner of the spirit sword.

As a result, all the disciples worked harder to find the spiritual sword they were interested in, and each showed their magical powers to communicate with the spiritual sword.

Outside the Sword Tomb.

"He is a disciple of Tianjian Peak."

After everyone saw the disciple's appearance and the color of his clothes, they recognized him as a disciple of Tianjian Peak.

Yu Wujiao looked a little envious and smiled at Duan Lin: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Duan, my disciple has been recognized as the master of the spiritual sword so quickly."

The other peak masters were a little disappointed when they saw that they were not their own disciples. However, they were all from the same sect. It was still early and there were plenty of opportunities for their disciples. They also congratulated Duan Lin one after another.

Duan Lin said calmly: "It's just an average spiritual sword, not worth mentioning."

However, although he seemed calm, he could not hide the joy on his face. After all, his disciples were doing well, and he, the peak master, was naturally happy too.

Duan Lin turned his eyes to Chen Zun and saw that he was just walking slowly in the sword tomb and made no move to communicate with the spirit sword. He was even more sure that Chen Zun's trip to the sword tomb was not related to the spirit sword.

He then retracted his gaze and focused on his disciple.

As for the other peak masters, they no longer paid attention to Chen Zun after seeing the disciples of Tianjian Peak accept the first spiritual sword that recognized its master.

For a time, no one paid attention to Chen Zun.

However, no one knew what Chen Zun was thinking.

He walked in the sword tomb, looking leisurely at the disciples who used various methods to communicate with the spiritual sword.

Either he was mumbling something, or he was jumping around, or he couldn't communicate, so he used his hands hard and tore with brute force, trying to pull the sword out of the soil.

Some even knelt down and begged, trying all kinds of tricks to get the Spirit Sword's recognition as its master, but the Spirit Sword still remained unmoved.

Chen Zun was speechless, only feeling a little funny. He shook his head helplessly and walked towards the depths of the sword tomb.

Anyway, he has his natal flying sword condensed with true energy. As long as he finds the corresponding spiritual object carrier in the future, he can create a flying sword of his own.

Therefore, Chen Zun held the idea that it was a blessing, and it didn't matter if there was no gain. He just wanted to take a look at the style of Wanjian in the Sword Tomb and improve his own knowledge.

As Chen Zun went deeper, the quality of the spiritual sword here became more and more superior. Even if it was covered by the dark soil, you could still feel the sharp sword intent emitting from the spiritual sword.

There are just as many people here, and everyone wants to get a superior spiritual sword and give it a try. If you are really unlucky and get recognized by any sword here, you can stand out from the many disciples and get The favor of the peak master.

However, the more superior the spiritual sword, the stronger the sword intention and the more powerful the spirit. How can it be so easy to like those disciples?

Before the young disciple could walk over and touch the hilt of the sword, these spiritual swords would emit a terrifying chill.

He looked like someone who was far away from him.

Therefore, when many disciples saw this situation, they wandered around in a circle and walked out without the permission of the spirit sword.

After all, time passes by every minute, and no one wants to waste time on something that is destined to fail.

However, Chen Zun still found a young man standing in front of a giant sword the size of a door panel. Compared with the giant sword, his thin body seemed thin and small.

Chen Zun could feel the chill emanating from the giant sword the size of a door panel from a long distance away. It was clearly rejecting this young man.

But this young man refused to retreat. He looked resolute and moved forward stubbornly, as if he wanted to fight the giant sword to the end.

"His personality is somewhat similar to mine."

Chen Zun saw a bit of himself in the young man and encouraged him in his heart.

At this time, half of the time has passed, and the sound of swords can be heard from time to time. Among the hundreds of disciples, more than 20 people have been recognized as the masters of the spiritual swords.

The remaining disciples are even more anxious. If they can't get a superior spiritual sword, they will settle for the next best thing and move toward a second-rate spiritual sword. It is better to gain something than to return empty-handed.

Chen Zun no longer paid attention to the boy, walked around slowly, and had no intention of taking action. It was not that he was picky, but that the spirit sword was picking on him. To be precise, it was disgust.

Perhaps he sensed that Chen Zun had no spiritual roots. As he walked around, even the most ordinary spiritual sword buzzed as long as he came closer. Before he could reach out, the spiritual sword buried itself deeper. Points, no chance at all.

It's very important to keep trash away from me.

Chen Zun felt helpless that Spirit Sword discriminated against him and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

As the saying goes, a good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a good minister chooses his master to do his work.

The same is true for spiritual swords.

Compared with an ordinary monk, choosing a good master can bring out the strength of the spirit sword itself.

Although Chen Zun understood, he had less expectations for Jianzhong in his heart, so he turned around and planned to walk outside.

"Huh? What is that?"

Suddenly, Chen Zun stopped and looked at something stuck on the ground.

This sword is not a spiritual sword, to be precise, but a black iron sword embryo.

The surface of the iron bar seemed to have been corroded by something. It was covered with small pits and ridges, and it looked like garbage that had been thrown in randomly.

Call it trash, but it appears strangely in the sword tomb where countless spiritual swords are buried. Call it extraordinary. Among the thousands of spiritual swords, it is the most peculiar one. It has no sharp sword intent. , there is no dazzling light, it is extremely ordinary.

The reason why Chen Zun saw this iron bar at a glance was because it was as conspicuous as a husky among a pack of wolves.

Compared to various spiritual swords, even though this iron bar looked different, the other disciples passed by it in a hurry without even looking at it.

After all, in everyone's mind, in the sword tomb where countless spiritual swords are hidden, the value of this iron bar is not better than that of an ordinary spiritual sword, so naturally they will not focus on it.

However, there were also a few disciples who thought that this object appeared here. Even if it was a piece of iron, it should have something special. They pulled it out with the idea of ​​​​picking it up, took a look at it, then inserted it back in place with disappointment, and walked away. .

Being able to pull it out easily without any communication of thoughts, this object must be the garbage thrown into the Sword Tomb by an unknown elder.

So no one cares about this iron bar anymore.

Chen Zun thought that since the other spirit swords here didn't want to see him, he might as well go over and see what the iron bar was and whether it was a familiar weapon ore material.

Thinking of this, he raised his legs and walked over.

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