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Dongyue Road is located in the east of the Ming Dynasty, adjacent to endless oceans. It is a place where all waters meet and a place where thousands of mountains are dense.

Dongyue Road, Haizhou, 100,000 mountains.

There is a river in the mountains, like a jade belt, lingering around the mountains.

Between the mountains and rivers, mountains thousands of feet high rise from the ground, soaring into the sky. Looking from a high place, it is almost like a sword forest that stretches for thousands of miles.

It was noon, and the fog in the mountains had not dissipated, and thick smoke soared into the sky, like a wolf smoke lit up.

This is the location of Zhujian Villa. At the beginning of the thick smoke, it was Zangfeng Valley, the world's divine weapons. This place is the most important and is regarded as a holy place by swordsmen in the world.

Every day, a large number of strong men come from outside the mountains and cross the mountains and ridges to subdue strange gold and iron from all over the world into the Tibetan Feng Valley.

Afterwards, it was accompanied by the rolling smoke, which turned into hot molten iron.

when!

when!

when!

At some point, a loud bell rang out in Zangfeng Valley.

"The bell rings nine times, is there another thousand-level divine edge in the valley? I wonder which master's method..."

In front of the towering sword-making villa, there was an uproar.

The sword-making villa opens the mountain gate every nine years to capture elite swordsmen in the world and the disciples of giants and wealthy families. Today is the last day.

"Thousand refining level divine edge!"

There are no ordinary people who can come to Zhujian Villa to study for their disciples and see them off from home, and there are many people who know the origin of the bell.

Soon, it caused noise.

They all looked at the Zangfeng Valley where thick smoke rolled across the mountain, and the new disciples also looked at them.

The Sword-Casting Villa is one of the few major forces in the world that can build a thousand-level divine weapon.

As everyone knows, only the sword created by yourself is the most suitable swordsman.

"quiet!"

A light reprimand came from the crowd.

His voice was neither high nor low, but it fell into everyone's ears, suppressing the uproar in the audience.

The speaker is wearing a blue shirt and a long sword on his back. He looks thin and tall and tall. He looks only forty or fifty years old, but his breath is extremely vigorous.

"Brother Jiang, can you ask which senior brother in Guishan Villa has refined a thousand-level divine weapon?"

Someone asked questions in the crowd.

"In recent years, there are only a few true disciples who have created the Thousand Refining Divine Sword. Calculate the days, they should be Chu Tianyi and Junior Brother Chu!"

Jiang Feng thought a little and replied.

"Chu Tianyi?!"

A burst of exclamations rang out from the crowd.

The name of Chu Tianyi is well-known to everyone present, and everyone knows it.

Because this is the only disciple who has asked Zhujian Villa to take the initiative to recruit disciples in a hundred years and has been exempted from three years of labor, three years of outer sect, and three years of inner sect, and directly promoted to the true teachings.

According to legend, his sword courage and sword heart are the true seeds of swordsmanship that are unparalleled and are the pride of heaven who is expected to be a martial saint.

"alright!"

Jiang Feng's expression sank:

"You have finished taking the disciples, please do whatever you want!"

Hearing the displeasure in Jiang Feng's tone, the crowd was reluctant to leave and did not dare to say more. Just as they were about to disperse, a young man suddenly rushed out of the crowd.

"senior……"

The young man knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly without saying a word, but let everyone know what he was going to do.

only……

He is not young, not only in rags, but also seems to have just changed his blood and have changed his cultivation level once or twice. Want to join the sword casting villa?

Some people sneer in their hearts, some people watch coldly, but more people stop and just watch the fun.

"The mountain gate is closed. Those who have become disciples will come back nine years later."

Jiang Feng frowned.

"Former, senior."

The young man was dull and sweating profusely, but he couldn't say it. He just kowtowed his head repeatedly, dyeing the stone slabs red.

"Come again in nine years."

Jiang Feng swept his sleeves and refused to let him continue to kowtow.

As one of the three major sects today, countless people travel through mountains and rivers every year, but rules are rules.

Not to mention that the person in front of him is mediocre and has no extra wealth, even if he is rich, it is impossible.

"No, no."

The boy struggled to kneel down, and even rushed over to hug Jiang Feng's thighs. The latter was impatient and breathed inside, and he was about to sweep him out.

But unexpectedly, a palm suddenly appeared and held his palm.

"Senior brother, why should you keep someone from thousands of miles away?"

who?!

In front of the villa, the audience was shocked and looked at each other side.

Only then did I see that there was a person beside Jiang Feng at some point.

He is about eight feet tall, has a well-proportioned and slender body, and is dressed in white, with a handsome and unparalleled temperament.

It slowly walked, but seemed to be in line with the mountain wind. It has outstanding temperament, but it does not contain sharpness, attracts attention, but is not hostile.

"Chu Tianyi!"

An exclaim came from the crowd.

The person who came was Chu Tianyi, the true disciple who was the elder of Zhujian Villa, who traveled thousands of miles to Longyuan Qingzhou and came to the door to accept it nine years ago.

"Junior Brother Chu."

Jiang Feng's expression was slightly tight.

"This boy is only 14th and 5th years old, and his martial arts are almost nothing, but he can still travel through mountains and rivers, which shows his intentions.

Even if the door is not included in the door wall, it should not be in vain..."

Chu Tianyi helped the young man up.

"What my junior brother said."

Jiang Feng lowered his head ashamed.

His entry was long before Chu Tianyi, but he was just an inner disciple, far from being able to compare with the disciple of the owner of the manor.

Chu Tianyi nodded slightly and looked at the boy again:

"The mountain gate is closed and no longer includes the disciples. This is the rule of the villa and I cannot break it. But if you don't dislike it, you can stay in Zangfeng Valley and burn fire for me, and wait for nine years before becoming a disciple."

"So much, thank you young master."

The boy was grateful.

"Young Master Chu is benevolent and righteous!"

Chu Tianyi did not stop and walked into the villa with compliments behind her.

He has a high status in the sword-making villa. Wherever he passes, both the sword-making masters and the inner and outer disciples all take the initiative to salute.

It caused even more discussion.

As the second person who attracted the sound of thousands of swords after "Sword God Mu Qingliu", he had a transcendent position in the villa.

Not long after, Chu Tianyi came to the back mountain of the villa.

The huge flat ground seemed to be completely flattened by a sword. At a higher point, the waterfall drooped and rumbled.

An old man in green sat cross-legged in a deep pool under the waterfall, not falling into the water or his clothes were wet.

This person is the owner of Zhujian Villa, Long Yi.

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Chu Tianyi bowed slightly.

"Tianyi! How many years have you been in the art?"
To be continued...