Chapter 900: The little fairy of the past, the peerless sword of tomorrow

"Haha, isn't this the Erlang Manifestation of Sage, Qingyuan Miao Dao True Monarch? I'm free from fighting with the strongest, come around?"
Just as Yang Jian entered the place to test the sword, a slightly playful laugh came from the side, and the empty old man transformed by the mirage dragon came with his hand holding his hand, and he took a horoscope step under his feet, that was full of air.
"Senior is in a good mood," Yang Jian suddenly smiled.
The mirage dragon chuckled empty, a little bit of self-confidence in the bottom of his heart, but the corners of his mouth could not help but kept cocked, "I am in a good mood, come and see, what changes are there in this place of sword testing?"
Variety?
Yang Jian looked down, and didn't feel any difference from the last time he came.
If we talk about changes, the first sixteenth floor of the sword-testing land is empty. There are dozens of people gathered on the seventeenth floor, and people are constantly attacking the eighteenth level.
The monks after the eighteenth pass were also in twos and threes, and before the twenty-fifth pass, dozens of people gathered there...
"It should have been nearly 400 years since I left here, and only less than 20% chose to give up. It's really good," Yang Jian nodded with a smile, but Mirage didn't say anything.
Yang Jian saw several familiar figures again, including Huang Tianhua, and Muzha...
The first batch of those left has already reached the 29th level, and the rest have already left.
Most monks with outstanding aptitudes, if they are not amazingly talented, great perseverance, great wisdom, and great supernatural powers occupy one item, and it is the limit to be able to persist in the place of sword testing for five to six hundred years.
The mirage reminded: "Six people have entered the second half."
"Oh?" Yang Jian's spiritual sense spread towards the depths of the starry sky, and flew over there at the same time as the mirage dragon.
As soon as he left, Yang Jian was staring.
He thought that Zixia could not resist being sent out, the quasi-sage fairy who danced in the kendo...
"What's the matter?" Yang Jian frowned and looked at Mirage Dragon, "But you secretly raised her realm?"
"That's not true, I'm afraid you don't know what kind of apprentice you have taught," Mirage sighed with emotion, and gestured to the front, Yang Jian went to the place where Zixia was at this time with him. , Hiding in the periphery of the sword-testing place, watching Zixia.
At this moment, she was fighting a battle in the place where she was breaking through, and her body was surrounded by a film of magical shadows, but she was very calm in dealing with it. The figure seemed to dance lightly, not staining dust, leaving no flaws.
Is this your own disciple?
Without mentioning the realm of cultivation, she has only been here for hundreds of years, and she has an indescribable fairy spirit.
The body is full of flowers, accompanied by a squishy, ​​really like a fairy walking out of a painting.
Suddenly, the sword light suddenly appeared, as if a scorching sun broke through the endless darkness, and she stood in the thousands of rays of light, holding the sword and passing the Qianzhong Mountains, skipping the vicissitudes of life.
This sword intent, this temperament...
Yang Jian felt that his apprentice might have also awakened the memory of his previous life, like the reincarnation of an ancient saint like Empress Yunxiao.
It's not right, Yunxiao was originally a congenital creature born in the prehistoric lands, where is the reincarnation of the ancient sage; if my apprentice carefully understands it, she can still find that she is still a little fairy who is occasionally mischievous.
"She is the one who has benefited the most from entering the place of sword testing, and she is also the pride of the monastic mirage's words, but it is a bit like introducing her own fairy.
On the side, Yang Jian couldn't help but laughed, watching Zixia's figure, and then slowly letting out a sigh of relief.
"No matter what, she can have today's achievements, it is always her fate."
"I'm afraid you didn't come back early. If you come back a few months later, in another three to four hundred years from here, she will reach the pinnacle of kendo and become your new generation."
Yang Jian laughed dumbly, but he couldn't refute it at this time. After all, Zixia's progress lies here, and no one can say whether she can continue to burst into the sky.
But always, Yang Jian, who was a master, was very pleased.
Although he didn't spend too much time with Zixia, and he failed to teach Zixia a few times, he actually felt a little sorry for this disciple.
There is no way, how long he has been cultivating in total, and he has to do so many things...
It was a bit of luck that I had not buried my little disciple anyway.
The mirage said: "Where did you find this apprentice?"
"On the banks of the Weishui River," Yang Jian just said, as if thinking of something, he looked at Zixia more curiously.
If he is said that his luck and luck have been good along the way, then he calculated Jiang Shang and won the position of the envoy of the gods, and the fate of heaven and earth was almost entrenched on him.
Under such circumstances, he just accepted Zixia as an apprentice, and so far, except for Fang Cunshan and his party, he is the only official apprentice...
After careful calculation, it seemed that Fairy Zixia had already revealed the extraordinary.
At that time, the Weishui River was moved for a while, and there was some evil interest in giving this little girl the name of Zixia, but now I look at it again, but I found a good disciple.
As she was thinking about it, Zixia was holding a fairy sword but was repelled by a few powerful evil spirits. She immediately changed her moves and began to wander left and right. Various kinds of moves with rich sword intent were deployed, as if she was singing with a sword. Sword sonata.
Not only pleasing to the eyes, but also powerful.
Zixia's savvy, coupled with the sword road left by Master Tongtian, how high can she reach in the future?
I dare not say that I am sanctified. This is too difficult. I am afraid it is difficult to achieve only with understanding.
But a little adjustment, I am afraid that there will be the strength to fight the saint.
"Yes, yes," Yang Jian nodded lightly, and said two in a row that it was OK, and finally he was willing to give his eyes to a few people on the other roads.
The mirage dragon led Yang Jian around with contentment. Yang Jian was in a good mood and felt that he had recovered a lot from his wounds that had not been fully healed.
The shackles are fully solved, and the mystery is deduced by 90%, and he is the Monkey King in the pinnacle of Quasi-Saint;
The stronger the lotus is, the more the Lingbao and itself will continue to evolve, and it will become a new Nezha of the twelfth-rank white jade lotus;
The thunder is in charge, the thunder is roaring and all things are good fortune, and the endless thunder pool can already be used to perform a variety of thunder vibrations;
The profound meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, her face is somewhat similar to that of Houtu Niangniang, but she also rushed to the quasi-sacred level of Liuya;
There was also abruptly relying on his own perseverance to rush through the twenty-ninth level. At this time, Wei Hu, who had just stepped into this place, was not weak in his cultivation level.
The few people who had high hopes from the beginning really did not disappoint Yang Jian and the saints.
Monkey King has the appearance of a of war. Under the golden hoop, the saints of the Dadao will not be able to easily defeat him; his not burly figure can already hold up a world in the future wars.
Lei Zhenzi was neither arrogant nor impatient. Although he did not particularly highlight his own ‘material’, he had rare insight, aptitude, and Daoism. He had no weaknesses in every aspect, and he was still the marshal along the way that most assured Yang Jian. As soon as the Avenue of Thunder comes out, where can the thousands of demons flee!
Nezha has his own lotus path and has endless Qingming skills. His temperament has become more outstanding and his supernatural powers have become more powerful. In fact, he has entered here only six or seven hundred years, but Nezha seems to have gone through six to seven thousand years, and his whole person is too mature. Many, without frizz and impetuousness.
As for Liuya...
Yang Jian didn't know why she chose the most mysterious and elusive Taiqing Avenue. There are obviously six ways of reincarnation, but she is still comprehending the law of Yin and Yang.
But her cultivation base is no weaker than Lei Zhenzi, closely following the steps of these people.
As for my baby apprentice...
In the later stage of the cultivation of the quasi-sage, the pinnacle of the quasi-sage has begun to comprehend the realm of enlightenment, and her own avenue has actually begun to manifest as a real sword in her hand.
In hundreds of years, when she leaves this place, she will definitely be an amazing sword fairy in the world!
Yang Jian was in a great mood, and he was going to drink while pulling Mirage Dragon, but Mirage Dragon could only refuse with a wry smile...
This old predecessor now has a sense of responsibility. If he is greedy and drunk, and there is any deviation in the place where he presides over the sword test, it is really no small matter.
"Just remember that now this Monkey King can't get too much training with me. His cultivation realm has been approaching me infinitely. I can only conquer him with the number of phantoms, but he has cultivated his body and has not besieged. How much effect."
The mirage dragon said in a deep voice, and Yang Jian thought for a while, took five drops of blood and formed an incarnation.
"Use my avatar to practice with him."
"Okay," Mirage did not refuse, and threw the avatar of Yang Jian whose face and breath had been specially modified into the place of sword testing.
Yang Jian said, "What else can I help? But it doesn't matter."
"It's gone, when will you get a bunch of little guys in again?"
Yang Jian laughed dumbly, "Are you still addicted?"
"This place is empty and it is empty. It would be nice to have fun for me," the mirage dragon smiled, suddenly remembering something, and said, "By the way, the monkey said before entering the second half that he wanted something to do with him. The younger brother also came here to practice, your uncle of the third master agreed."
"Oh?" Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, and then nodded slightly, "Alright, when my injury recovers, I will prepare the third batch of people to enter this place, also a hundred people?"
"It can be two hundred, but this is the limit I can handle. Otherwise, I can't control my power at will. It would be really not beautiful to hurt their lives in the illusion."
Yang Jian responded with a smile, seeing Mirage Dragon doing what he could do for the sake of Honghuang.
Obviously he is a Hongmeng alien that has existed since the immemorial age, but he has paid so much for the great land here. What kind of spirit is this? This is a kind of universal humanitarianism...
Cough, do business.
Yang Jian flew to the deepest place of the sword test, taking advantage of the thousands of times faster flow of the years here, and quickly recovering from his injuries.
Not long after, several sages also entered this place, setting up the unfinished second half of the sword test, and the Master Tongtian secretly pointed out Zixia Swordsmanship, completely ignoring that the master Yang Jian was here~EbookFREE.me ~The third batch of candidates, Yang Jian actually already has a few names.
For example, the Wang Lingguan of the original Heavenly Court, and also the canopy who threw his head and sprinkled his blood during the war. After the war, he was said to be working hard for the next nest in Gao Laozhuang. These are all people who can be cultivated, but their aptitude and understanding Qi Nezha, they are much worse.
How should they be given this opportunity.
The other candidates should be selected from those who made meritorious services in the last war.
After making up his mind, Yang Jian was not too anxious, anyway, he had deepened the injury of Xu Mo, and the initiative returned to him to a large extent.
A great man once said that fighting against the sky is full of joy;
He fights with the strongest, it's almost like this...
However, there is always a haze in Yang Jian's heart; there is also a heart disease hidden in the hearts of all the saints.
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