Moshan Message Peak, in front of the Taoist platform, Zhide came, and behind, there were not many abnormal expressions of awakened sects.

This is the forty-seventh place. Except for the young man in gold, everyone else was unable to stick to more than five moves.

The time limit is approaching, and it is difficult to change the result.

"please"

Seeing the young man walking in front of him, Qi Huan stretched out his hand and said politely.

"please"

Ning Chen responded, waved his right hand, and the green light shone, and Taishi appeared and slowly fell down.

The Taoist magic weapon appeared, and the sword intent rumbled. The moment he held the sword, the strong man in the sect changed his expression.

A completely different aura emanated from Ning Chen's body. After one step, the person in front of him disappeared.

With a loud bang, the palm of the palm shook the sword's edge, and the sword energy scattered and violently shocked.

The power of the sword was shocked, but everyone saw the sword's momentum suddenly turning, and the rapid flowing light was difficult to distinguish.

Qi Huan's expression calmed down and focused on his response. With his cultivation advantage, he defeated the extreme speed.

The rapid attack and defense in a blink of an eye were so fast that it was so fast that it was over. Before it could come back to its senses, seven moves had passed.

Unwilling to end it, Qi Huan shouted in a deep voice, and the true energy around him squirted the power of heaven and earth, and the continuous flow of air gathered, forcibly blocking the sword edge that was approaching him.

The sword edge was controlled for a moment, and a shocking palm surging out, destroying the power of the tyrannical ones without any sympathy.

At this moment, Zhiming let go of the sword in his hand, his figure flew out, avoiding the palm force, and then flew back again. The sword fell for a moment and held the sword again. When Qi Huan returned to his energy, he broke through the barrier of true energy.

The exquisite control power on the sword made the eyes of the powerful sects behind them flash continuously.<>

It turns out that the sword can be so strong.

When the sword arrived in front of him, Qi Huan had enough energy to return, and Zhenyuan blocked the sword's edge again. The ninth move appeared in a mighty way.

The palm essence condensed the power of the wind and clouds from all directions, and it affected hundreds of feet. It was an unavoidable move that could not be avoided and escaped again.

However, the expression of life does not change, the steps are turned, the water light disappears, and the method of quickly integrating the shadow body is moved, and the wind moves to avoid the sharp edge of the palm.

Seeing this, Qi Huan's eyes condensed, and after the ninth move, the tenth move appeared.

There was no reservation, and a shocking palm, a strange phenomenon emerged in the void, a green lotus appeared between heaven and earth, and the sky and earth were collapsed in an instant, the formation patterns were clearly destroyed, and the power of stepping on the immortals was undoubtedly the horse.

"One sword is invisible"

Knowing the destiny and concentration, concentrating one sword at a certain point, cutting a glimmer of life in the turbulent waves.

One sword, another sword followed, and the sword of the Broken Sky drew the same trajectory and separated the shocking palm.

Yu Liang saw blood in a pool, and Ning Chen slid several feet away to stabilize his body.

"Take aside"

Ten moves have passed, Ning Chen wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, put away the sword tip, and said calmly.

Qi Huan nodded, and his cold expression calmed down a lot. He greeted him politely and turned around and retreated.

The shocking battle, the ultimate martial arts and the top of the sword, was extremely exciting, making the powerful men of the great sect unable to recover for a long time and unable to calm down.

"Your name" said the Mo Lord on the Taoist platform.

"Ningchen"

"From today, you will be my ninth personal disciple," said Mo Lord calmly.<>

Ning Chen bowed without saying a word.

Under the stage, the young man in golden clothes clenched his fists and clenched his fists, and the anger in his eyes flashed and he was well concealed.

The candidate for the ninth disciple of Master Mo was confirmed, and everyone congratulated him one after another. After being polite, they left one after another.

Master Mo glanced at his ninth disciple, and his expression could not be changed much. He nodded, and disappeared in the brilliance of the rays of light.

"Junior Brother Ninth, come with me." Qi Huan stepped forward, with a gentle look on his face, and said.

"kindness"

Ning Chen nodded, waved to the core head not far away, and followed.

"What is this child?" Qi Huan said in surprise.

"The Benefactor" Ning Chen replied.

Qi Huan nodded slightly, did not ask any more questions, and continued to lead the way ahead.

Moshan, a place like a fairyland on earth, is not surrounded by unattainable mountains, but rather like a broken mountain range, surrounded by many spikes.

There are already people living around the Eight Peaks, and Ning Chen was taken to the Ninth Peak and arranged to live there.

On the ninth peak, the bamboo forest is dense, and in front of the bamboo forest is a house made of green bamboo, which is very spacious and is not much more than the mansions of the powerful people.

"Junior Brother Ninth, Master may summon you in the past two days and teach you how to practice. Let's have a good rest before this," Qi Huan said softly.

"Thank you" Ning Chen nodded.

After arranging the former, Qi Huan did not stay any longer and returned to his fifth peak first.

Yin'er sat on the small stool, tapping back and forth, and said in a sweet voice, "Ning Chen, does Master Mo really know the way to bring back the dead?"

"At least, he is the most likely person," Ning Chen said calmly.

"Oh" Yin'er whispered.

After simply packing the room, Ning Chen walked out of the bamboo house, looked at the bamboo forest in front of the house, thought for a while, and waved his hand and a green bamboo flew over.

After taking a look up and down, Ning Chen flipped over the green bamboo, pointed at the sword, cut it out from the middle, and then cut off the branches and leaves on it one by one.

Seeing this, Yin'er was curious and ran forward, standing beside her to watch.

"What are you doing?" Yin'er said in confusion.

"Make a sword for you," Ning Chen replied.

"Bamboo" Yin'er said in surprise.

"You have a shallow cultivation. The sword made of magical materials is too heavy and not suitable for you." Ning Chen responded while cutting the bamboo.

"Oh" Yin'er responded softly, stood aside and watched quietly, wondering what her first sword would look like.

Not long after, the green bamboo in Ning Chen's hand had been cut into a sword shape, and there was nothing strange about it.

"Not good-looking" Yin'er pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

"wait"

Ning Chen replied softly, and his sword fingers struck his left palm, and blood suddenly fell, dyeing the entire green bamboo sword tip red.

Xintou was shocked and was about to speak, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.

But I saw red flames rising on the green bamboo sword, and blood and the bamboo sword slowly merged, and the entire sword edge gradually changed from blue to red.

After a few breaths, the flames dissipated and the red sword appeared. The exquisite sword shape did not reduce the sharp aura.

Ning Chen's hand flashed with light and the wound healed. He immediately handed Zhu Jian to the girl and said calmly, "Do you like it?"

Yin'er took Zhu Jian, her big eyes were bright, her small face was as smiling as a flower, and she nodded, "I like it."

"No matter what situation happens, this sword cannot leave your side, do you understand?" Ning Chen reminded.

"Okay" Yiner responded well.

"I have told you how to practice swords. We must work hard and persevere, and we cannot be lazy. There is no shortcut in everything in the world. The same is true for practicing swords. Haste means not to achieve success. Don't think about speculation, otherwise you will eventually miss yourself." Ning Chen taught seriously.

"Yeah" Yin'er nodded and replied.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's take a break first, get up tomorrow morning and start practicing swordsmanship," said Ning Chen.

"good"

Yin'er responded again, turned around and went back to the house to wash and rest.

Ning Chen stood outside the bamboo house, looking at the other eight peaks in the distance and the middle peak of the message, and a trace of thought flashed in his deep eyes.

Master Mo's lecture did make him understand many things he didn't know before, especially the explanation of the three realms of emptiness, reality and truth in the fairyland, which gave him a lot of inspiration.

Among the powerful people in this realm he met before, Mu Changge and Nu Chang were undoubtedly in the virtual realm, and Chao Tianxi was too severely injured because he broke through the barrier of the Pluto and was not in his prime, so it was difficult to judge his cultivation.

As for Xuan Luo, judging from the situation of the battle that day, he had at least the strength of the early stage of reality, and he would definitely be stronger before he was sealed and won.

With his current strength, he should be able to fight with a strong man like Qi Huan who is in the early stage of the Void Realm. If he faces the midst of the Void Realm, he may have to pay a considerable price.

However, once the Huangquan divine ban is unlocked, it is difficult for him to hide the demonic energy from the Mo Lord, so he must not make this ulcer unless he has to.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and a night passes. In the early morning, Yin'er gets up and practices swords. Each move is the simplest foundation.

Ning Chen stood aside and watched, and when he only deviated, he spoke up to remind him.

"Junior Brother Ninth, Master calls you to the Peak for a message"

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded on the ninth peak and came into Ning Chen's ears.

Ning Chen heard this, his eyes flashed with a faint strange color. He looked at the core head of the sword practicing and said, "Yin'er, I'll go to the memorial peak and come back soon. You can continue practicing here."
To be continued...