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The voice was very soft, and the tactile sensation on Xie An's wrist seemed to be just a gust of gentle wind blowing, and it disappeared very quickly.

Xie An watched Zhao Cuihua, who was swept off the duel ring by the sword wind, struggling to get up from the rubble, and was in a daze for a moment.

The system was still bombarding my ears one after another: "Host, you are so awesome! You actually drew out spiritual power in one go, and you really deserve to be the host balabala that I took a fancy to at a glance..."

Xie An ignored the words of the system, looked around, but did not see half a figure, and everyone in the audience looked at him in amazement.

After a long time, he muttered to himself: "Fuck, system, I've run into a ghost."

Xie An's fragmented materialistic values ​​could no longer explain what was holding him from behind and teaching him to use a sword.

The people who watched the whole process in the audience were completely stupefied.Chu Zirong never expected that he would see the scene where Xie An swept Zhao Cuihua out of the duel ring with a single sword. It was simply...unbelievable that this was real.

Winning the strong with the weak, and defeating the high with the low, are the most contagious.

Lan Ting, who had watched everything from the sidelines, was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked. The moment the sword wind swept down, he stood up excitedly, and the sonorous words swirled in his throat, swallowing them back into his stomach.After a pause for a while, he sat down somewhat awkwardly.

Xie An was taken aback by the "ghost", and he hadn't recovered from it yet, his mind just wanted to run away quickly, his legs and feet were a little weak.

He was not afraid of the earth since he was a child, but he was afraid of ghosts!When he was a child, his mother said to cultivate his courage, and played Ultraman Tiga for him every day. The monsters and ghosts in it scared him so much that he still dare not watch horror movies.

In real life, he believed that Mr. Ma and Mr. En were fine, but he never thought that one day he would transmigrate into a novel and be helped by a "ghost".

Xie An got goosebumps all over his body, and when he was about to jump off the duel ring and run away, Zhao Cuihua, who was struggling to stand up, suddenly whipped him over.

"I kill you!!!"

Zhao Cuihua, who had been greatly humiliated, broke out completely. He swallowed three enhancement pills, and today he was bound to crush Xie An.

Xie An avoided the whip very dangerously, but saw a shadow appearing in front of him.

"The outcome has been decided, Zhao Cuihua, you have already lost." Just when he was swept out of the range of the duel ring by Xie An's majestic and terrifying sword energy, according to the rules, Zhao Cuihua was no longer qualified to continue the duel.

Chu Zirong took the sword from Xie An, pointed at Zhao Cuihua and said, "If you insist on hurting your fellow disciples under the duel stage, I will not let you succeed."

Facing Chu Zirong, Zhao Cuihua was a little bit apprehensive, his eyes were red like they were about to bleed, he stared at Xie An's face, and said: "Just wait, wait!"

That sword energy is indeed terrifying, it is definitely not Xie An's own strength.He must try his best to get the magic weapon from Xie An! !

In short, the first test for beginner disciples will be held soon, and he will make Xie An die in the first test!

With Chu Zirong protecting him, it is impossible for Zhao Cuihua to attack Xie An again today.

Bai Xuan saw that Xie An's face seemed a little pale, as if he had been frightened, he rarely frowned, and reached out his hand to hold Xie An whose legs were weak: "Benefactor, what's wrong?"

"Someone grabbed my hand just now..." Before Xie An finished speaking, his feet went limp, and he fell straight into Bai Xuan's arms.

He just fainted like this.

...

When he woke up again, Xie An could vaguely hear someone whispering in his ear, the voice fluctuated from far to near, and finally he only heard a sentence clearly.

"It shouldn't be a serious problem, it may be due to overdraft of spiritual power, so it's a bit empty..."

imaginary?How could he be in vain!

The moment he heard this word, Xie Anqiang opened his eyes, feeling sore and weak all over, as if his body had been hollowed out.

Damn, he wouldn't really be overdrawn.

"Sleep again, benefactor needs a good rest." Bai Xuan secretly said to Xie while reading the Yigu Jing in his hand.

Xie An's breath was much weaker, he lay on the bed like a spoiled salted fish, and said angrily, "What's wrong with me?"

Bai Xuan put down the book, looked at Xie secretly and said, "The benefactor used too much spiritual power in the duel with that man, so he couldn't hold on anymore and fainted, he needs to recuperate."

Spiritual power is not inexhaustible, all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is stored in the dantian of a cultivator, if it is used excessively, it will become like Xie An.

Although that ghost taught Xie An how to use spiritual power, Xie An was a novice, so he couldn't control it all at once, pouring all the spiritual power into the sword like a flood, and that's how he got such a terrifying sword energy.

With two bangs, the door was knocked.

Bai Xuan got up to open the door, raised his head and met a cold face.

Tsk, why is it Chu Zirong again?

"Is Xie An better?"

Short question.

"much better."

The same concise answer.

"..."

In the room, Xie An saw Bai Xuan blocking the door from a distance, as if he didn't intend to give way to people outside, so he said in a rough voice: "Bai Xuan, why don't you let people in."

Bai Xuan turned his head and said to Xie An: "Oh, he said he didn't have anything to do and wouldn't come in."

Chu Zirong gritted his teeth: "I have something to do."

Entering the door, Chu Zirong clearly heard Bai Xuan's very clear "tsk" the moment he passed by Bai Xuan.

Chu Zirong:?

He didn't know why Bai Xuan was dissatisfied with him, but it didn't matter, he wanted to know how Xie An used that sword.

"You mean, you didn't do the sword energy that day?" Chu Zirong was stunned when he heard Xie An's sickly explanation.

Xie An said weakly: "It's... Forget it, I don't want to mention that unlucky word. In short, I didn't realize it suddenly by myself, but someone helped me."

Hearing this, Chu Zirong's complexion not only didn't improve, but turned paler. After a long silence, he said, "Do you know whose sword intent is contained in that sword?"

Whose sword intent, if not his, could be anyone else's.

Seeing that Xie An really didn't understand, Chu Zirong couldn't sit still, he got up and wanted to say goodbye, when he turned around, he endured and endured, and told Xie An: "It's the sword intent of the Qingmen Mountain."

After saying this, Chu Zirong left in a hurry. He would never be wrong about that sword intent. When he was instructed by that person back then, the sword intent he saw was exactly the same as what Xie An wielded yesterday.

After he left, Xie An, who was dying on the bed, asked, "What did he just say?"

Bai Xuan looked at Xie An whose head was not so clear, reached out and tapped his forehead and said: "He said that the benefactor's sword is really good, from now on, don't pour out all the spiritual power out."

"I don't want to either..." Xie An's weak appearance was completely different from his usual vigorous one.

Bai Xuan recalled how Xie An was before he woke up, his face was rosy, the corners of his eyes were wet, he lay on the bed from time to time and grabbed his neckline and began to yank carelessly, muttering while doing it: "It's so hot, turn on the air conditioner... .”

Although he didn't know what air-conditioning meant, but Xie An often had some strange words coming out of his mouth, and over time, he got used to it.

"Benefactor, please sleep a little longer. I asked the immortal master for leave." Fortunately, Bai Xuan still had reason, and after Xie An tightly tucked the quilt, he got up and left the room.

He has something important to do.

*

On Qingmen Mountain, in front of the sword fairy's retreat cave, a row of people stood in unison.

"Hasn't there been any movement yet?" "Yes, there hasn't been a letter from that person until now."

"Oh, wait a little longer."

If it weren't for the protection of several layers of barriers in this cave, they would have to go in and ask the sword fairy what he meant.

They agreed to recruit disciples, they finally collected the recommendation lists from various sects and lined up, and the old sword fairy didn't even let him in.

What is this called.

"Shen Haizong."

Finally, a deep voice came from the cave.

Fei Hongxie, head of Shen Haizong, was overjoyed, and hastily handed over Shen Haizong's list. It was a thick book, and recorded the entire list of Shen Haizong's genius disciples on it.

Inside the cave, beside the cold stone wall, a lonely figure was meditating silently.

The sword fairy's face, which can be called the world's most beautiful, did not show any waves, just calmly like a pool of stagnant water, and glanced at the list handed over by the head of Shen Haizong.

Eyes turned around in the names of these geniuses a few times,

Finally landed on one of them, he stretched out his hand to caress the name, and said: "Mu Chao, all five spiritual roots."

It can be said that the five spiritual roots of the whole series are rare in a thousand years. To be able to have five spiritual roots at the same time, and these five spiritual roots are mutually reinforcing and non-restraining, is simply the ultimate talent among geniuses.

"Apart from this, do you have any other skills?" Jian Xian said indifferently.

Seeing something interesting, Fei Hongxie immediately praised Mu Chao's qualifications endlessly: "...In short, this is a really precious genius disciple. If he is lucky enough to be taught by the Sword Immortal, he may be able to achieve great things in the future."

It sounds like a boring temper.

Hearing this, Sword Immortal's expression was dull, he didn't seem to be very interested, and said lightly: "Forget it, let him alone."

"Okay!" Fei Hongxie put away the roster excitedly, and retreated out of the cave in a respectful manner.

After he left, Sword Immortal breathed out a long breath, stood up and stared at his face in the bronze mirror on the mountain wall, with hatred in his eyes: "Lu Yanxuan, I don't think you will come back."

As soon as the words fell, a huge azure blue dragon pupil quietly appeared in the bronze mirror. The sword fairy shook the hand holding the bronze mirror, turned around and sneered: "I really said that Cao Cao is here, I knew you wouldn't bear me. only."

The white dragon breathes out, gradually disappears in the mist, and finally transforms into a human form, which is exactly Bai Xuan.

"Go and change the name." Bai Xuan said calmly without answering his words.

Sword Immortal was slightly taken aback, and said, "What did you say?"

After a pause, he said in disbelief, "You really want me to accept you?"

Bai Xuan still ignored him, but said to himself: "Shen Hai Zong Ti Peak, thank you An."

Inside the cave, sword energy overflowed, showing the master's brutal killing intent at the moment.

The two confronted each other for a long time, and Jianxian finally sneered: "Okay, anyway, I can't change my body now, I want to see what kind of idiot you want to accept."

Bai Xuan glanced at him, and said indifferently: "You are more teachable than you."

That is... the person who used his sword intent just by using his spiritual power for the first time.

If he is a fool, how can he be a genius.

The author has something to say:

Bai Xuan: Tsk, why is Chu Zirong here again, pestering my wife every day.

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Xie An: Climb