Kyushu Daoist Master

The three words "Chang Jingyan" are imprinted on the surface of the stone tablet. Although they are not completely carved into the inside of the stone tablet, they can still be seen by others.

Yang Ze stood behind. He looked at the words Chang Jingyan. It turned out that this woman's name was Chang Jingyan.

His eyes fell on the woman. She didn't look very old, but her cultivation had reached the level of half-step first-level, which was enough to show that her talent was extremely high.

After leaving her name, Chang Jingyan turned around and walked away from the stone tablet and returned to her original position. During this process, she did not look at anyone or say a word.

With Chang Jingyan's cold appearance, no one dared to come forward to talk. Yang Ze stood behind and didn't say a word. His eyes scanned the other people's bodies. From the eyes of several people, he I even saw a strong fear, and I suddenly became curious. Is there anything special about Chang Jingyan?

But at this time, even if he had questions in his mind, there was no way to ask. Yang Ze could only suppress the matter and wait for an opportunity to ask later.

After Chang Jingyan, another registered disciple came forward. Without exception, the registered disciple who came forward to leave his name again was also a half-step first-level warrior.

Using exactly the same operation as Chang Jingyan, this registered disciple left his name on the stone tablet. However, in Yang Ze's opinion, the name left behind seemed not as clear as Chang Jingyan's, and there were several ambiguities.

"Could it be that Chang Jingyan's strength is among the best among the registered disciples?" Yang Ze thought secretly in his heart. He had not seen Chang Jingyan's battle before and could not analyze it for a while.

After the second registered disciple left his name, he looked at his name and shook his head. Compared with Chang Jingyan, his name seemed too unclear, and he could tell at a glance that he was at a disadvantage.

After shaking his head, the man returned to his original position. After him, the third named disciple came forward and performed the same operation again.

Yang Ze, who was standing at the back, was unknowingly pushed to the very back. No one in the room cared about him as a registered disciple who only had nine levels of true vitality.

Even after Yang Ze defeated Shui Ziming, none of these registered disciples looked at him. For these registered disciples, the ninth level of true vitality was not qualified to be compared with them.

Yang Ze didn't care about these things. What he cared about now was how to leave his name on the stone tablet. What did these people think if he couldn't make a breakthrough in his cultivation on the spot, so what was there to care about.

At this moment, more than half of the registered disciples came up to leave their names. After his observation, he found that none of these registered disciples relied on external objects, and all of them forcibly left their names on it by virtue of their cultivation.

This made him a little confused. He didn't believe that none of these registered disciples were good at weapons and would not use weapons in battle.

But they still choose to leave their names on it based on their cultivation. What is the reason?

Frowning, Yang Ze watched the next registered disciple step forward. Like the previous one, this registered disciple also left his name on it based on his own cultivation.

The doubts in his heart became more and more obvious. There were fewer and fewer registered disciples left in front of him who had not come forward to leave their names. Yang Ze began to feel a little anxious.

But he was getting more and more anxious, and he couldn't think of any solution. He could only watch the number of people getting fewer and fewer. Finally, the last registered disciple in front of him had finished leaving his name, and it was finally his turn.

At this point, he had no choice but to step forward step by step. Yang Ze felt a little heavier in his heart with every step he took.

When he walked to Chang Jingyan who was standing at the front, suddenly, Chang Jingyan called out to him.

"You can use weapons to leave your name on the stone tablet, but once you use the weapon, the pressure on the stone tablet will also increase. If you don't master the weapons enough, under this pressure, it will be more difficult to leave your name. will be higher.

And if you are using a mortal weapon, it is very likely to be destroyed under this pressure. After all, the level of the stone tablet itself is not low. Weapons of the level of mortal weapons are simply not enough to look at in front of it. "

Yang Ze listened to Chang Jingyan's words and suddenly turned his head and stared at Chang Jingyan. He did not expect that Chang Jingyan would actually remind him at this time.

"Thank you, senior sister, for reminding me." Yang Ze said with clasped fists. Although there was no communication between him and Chang Jingyan, Chang Jingyan reminded him this time, so he should thank him.

Without Chang Jingyan's reminder, he would not be able to calm down. If he left his name this time, there would be problems.

"Junior sister Chang, this person is just a registered disciple of the ninth level of true energy. Why do you waste your words on this person? He is lucky enough to have reached this point. What qualifications do you have to leave his name on the stone tablet? name.”

A sudden voice came from among the registered disciples. Yang Ze looked up and saw a man with a gloomy expression standing over there and saying.

Yang Ze still has a little impression of this person. His name is Meng Liwei. The name left on the stone tablet is one of the few people who knows the most about it except Chang Jingyan. He did not expect that this person would jump out at this time. .

"Are you teaching me how to do something?"

Before Yang Ze could speak, Chang Jingyan turned back and glanced at Meng Liwei, with even a hint of murderous intent flashing through her eyes.

Meng Liwei saw Chang Jingyan's eyes, his heart turned cold, and he stopped talking immediately, but his fists were clenched tightly, proving that he was not without any waves in his heart.

Yang Ze looked at Chang Jingyan deeply, clasped his fists and nodded to Chang Jingyan, then turned and walked towards the stone tablet.

He had observed it for so long before, but this time it was not until he walked towards the stone tablet that Yang Ze felt the pressure on the stone tablet.

Only after observing it closely could Yang Ze feel that this stone tablet should also be a weapon. Even if no one used it, this pressure was enough to shock others.

The Qi-nourishing Art silently turned, and Yang Ze's true energy began to circulate, which slightly dispelled the pressure that shocked his mind and would not affect his physical movements.

He turned his right hand and pressed it on the blood-killing knife behind him. With a flick of his wrist, the blood-killing knife came out of its sheath and fell into Yang Ze's hand.

The moment the Blood Evil Knife was unsheathed, the surface of the stone tablet immediately reacted, and an inexplicable wave emanated from the surface of the stone tablet, and the pressure of the stone tablet also increased at this moment.

The increased pressure fell on Yang Ze and the knife in his hand at the same time. At that moment, Yang Ze felt that the breath around his body had changed dramatically.

Sharp breath surged from all directions. Yang Ze immediately poured his true energy into the knife in his hand. In an instant, the pure killing intent on the long knife appeared again, wandering around Yang Ze's body, and the knife body gradually permeated with knife energy.

The moment the knife energy emerged, Yang Ze gently waved his right hand, and the knife energy burst out. Under the fierce pressure, the body's breath changed, and Yang Ze actually felt that the sharp breath around him had dissipated a lot.

He suddenly realized that it seemed that his knife skills had reached a certain level and had been integrated with the weapon in his hand, so he was not affected by the breath of the stone tablet.

He did not relax, because Yang Ze sensed the pressure from all around, which was still so strong.

He poured all his strength into the Blood Evil Knife in his hand, and the Blood Evil aura contained in the knife was faintly emanating. Yang Ze moved, raised the Blood Evil Knife in his right hand, and the Blood Evil Knife immediately began to draw on the stone tablet.

When the Blood Evil Knife touched the stone tablet, a recoil force rebounded from the surface of the stone tablet and fell on the blade. The blade trembled slightly for a few times, but did not collapse.

Yang Ze's eyes were fixed on the Blood Evil Knife. The recoil force just now was really not small. Fortunately, the Blood Evil Knife was a top-grade weapon, otherwise it would have been shattered by this force if it was replaced by an ordinary weapon.

Withstanding the recoil force, the tip of the Blood Evil Knife touched the stone tablet together. Under Yang Ze's control, the sharp tip of the knife sank into the stone tablet and began to write Yang Ze's name.

After the first stroke, Yang Ze still didn't feel anything, but as he made the second stroke, he felt the force on the blade gradually increase.

After understanding the trick, Yang Ze's heart trembled, and he used all his strength to drive the bloody knife in his hand, stabbed it on the surface of the stone tablet, and began to write his name quickly.

After more than ten breaths, Yang Ze finished writing his name, retracted the bloody knife in his hand, and stepped back several steps.

Just as the last stroke fell, a huge force bounced out on the surface of the stone tablet, forcing him to retreat with the knife.

But in the end, he still left his name perfectly on the stone tablet. Yang Ze glanced at the other names and compared them. Although his name was not the clearest, it would not be much worse.

At least compared with Meng Liwei, it was only a little blurry.

Fortunately, he met Huang Mujian in Wencheng, otherwise without the bloody knife, he would never be able to leave his name on this stone tablet today.

After this process of leaving his name, Yang Ze finally understood that without cultivating the true essence, unless he had a sharp weapon like him, the true essence would not be able to leave his name on the stone tablet.

The Blood Evil Knife was put back into the scabbard, and Yang Ze walked back to his original position. No one dared to look down on him this time, and many people looked at him with a bit of solemnity.

After landing in the original place, Yang Ze looked at the stone tablet again. At this time, a gray light circle appeared on the top of the stone tablet. The light circle was suspended on the top of the stone tablet and slowly fell down. Under the power of this light circle, the surface of the entire stone tablet was washed.

When the light circle fell to the ground and disappeared, the surface of the stone tablet also changed a little.