Jiange, the sword master appeared, and heard the sky break through the sky, alarming the powerful people from all over the world.

The black sword suit is simple and noble, the swordsman in the Tianfu reappears, the star eyebrows and sword eyes, and the peerless strongman's sharpness is fully displayed.

The old friend came and sat on the table. Ning Chen was surprised at first, then came to his senses, stood up and bowed, and said with a respectful expression, "Senior Sword Master"

Mu Changge nodded, walked to the table step by step, looked at the three masters of Jiange on the seat, and said calmly, "Three masters, it's not too late to participate in the sword evaluation now."

"The result has not been announced yet, it's not too late." Mei Wuhen looked at the visitor and spoke.

"That's good"

Mu Changge waved his hand and listened to the Tiange unsheathed on the sword platform. In the instant of the wind, the strange sound echoed inside the sword pavilion, and the sword went up to the Tiange, and the strangeness appeared again.

The magic sword was strange, and everyone looked at each other. On the master's seat, strange colors flashed in the eyes of the three masters of the sword pavilion, and they spoke to the sky.

"Sword of Heaven"

The second sword of heaven appeared, Mei Wuhen opened his mouth and evaluated.

During the meal, Ning Chen looked at the magic sword on the sword platform and narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that over the past century, Senior Sword Master not only has a breakthrough in his sword cultivation, but also Tingtianque has been recast again.

The sky came back to the sheath, and the strange scene disappeared. Mu Changge turned around and entered the mat and sat not far from Ning Chen.

After the sword was over, everyone was waiting for the result. On the main seat, Jing Wuxia stood up and waved her slender hand. Not far away, she flew out on the sword sword platform, arranged vertically and horizontally, and the ranking was judged.

First, Fengming Sword deserves to be ranked first, next is the Xizhao Sword of Tianque and the second Pavilion Master. Then, Taishi Sword unexpectedly surpassed the Qingkong of the White Feather Sword God, and ranked fourth, the famous Taoist sect and the low-key and introverted divine weapon, and finally showed its style today.

The fifth and sixth places are Qingkong and Ruohuo, and behind are the divine weapons brought by the powerful swords of various major star fields. The sword quality is slightly different and the ranking is very close.

The top twenty are listed one by one, those who enter are relieved, while those who are out are sad.

"Tomorrow, here we are here for sword competition, please don't forget the time. Other friends also hope to come and testify. Jiange must treat you with generous gifts." Mei Wuhen stood up and said calmly.

When everyone heard this, they stood up and bowed politely.

Swordsmen left the seat and walked out of the hall. During the table, the top 20 strong men stayed in the hall tacitly, waiting for the Jiange to fulfill the promise made.

On the main seat, Mei Wuhen and Shui Wuyue stood up and left the seat, and no longer interfered in the follow-up matters.

After the two pavilions left, Jing Wuxia stepped down from the hall and said softly, "Everyone, please follow me."

Nineteen strong men on the sword followed and walked towards the sword pavilion together.

The group walked for about a quarter of an hour. In front of a towering grotto, Jing Wuxia stopped and turned to look at the people behind her, with a gentle expression, "Everyone, this is the place where my sword scribes the sword scriptures are recorded by my sword. At sunset, I will come to pick you up. Please cherish the time you have been inside."

After saying that, Jing Wuxia didn't say anything more and returned the same way.

After a few steps, Jing Wuxia hesitated for a moment, but finally stopped and said softly, "Young Master Ning, be careful."

Hearing the reminder, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to ask, the people around him had already walked away.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Yuzhen asked on the side.

"I don't know, the three Pavilion Masters just reminded us to be careful," Ning Chen said in a narrow voice.

Lin Yuzhen looked back and looked at the three masters of Jian Pavilion who were walking away from behind. A strange look flashed in her eyes. What does this three master mean? Why should I remind them?

"Your Highness, the second Pavilion Master has been paying great attention to Feng Mingjian. I believe your Highness has noticed it," Ning Chen said.

"Um"

Lin Yuzhen nodded and said, "When the three pavilions said that when they were watching Fengming Sword, the second pavilions seemed to want to take over. The relationship between the three pavilions of the sword Pavilion should not be as harmonious as it seems."

As the two of them spoke, the gate of the sword cave was pushed open. With the rumbling sound, an extremely powerful sword intent filled the air, ancient and heavy, making people feel their own insignificance.

Everyone concentrated and walked into the sword cave step by step. In the dim sword cave, a few night pearls shone with gentle light, illuminating a ray of light for the sword cave.

"Let's go"

Outside the sword cave, Mu Changge glanced at the two of them and then stepped into the sword cave.

Lin Yuzhen looked at the man in black in front of him thoughtfully. He had not heard of this person before, but he met Mr. Ning, which was really strange.

"Senior Jian Zun is a man from Ziwei Star Domain. He has always been low-key. It is normal for His Highness to not recognize him."

Ning Chen saw what the former was thinking and replied.

"Did Mr. Ning also come from the Ziwei Star Domain? I have never asked about your origin yet," Lin Yuzhen said softly.

"no"

Ning Chen shook his head gently and said, "Your Highness, you are my friend. I don't want to lie to you, but I have too many sources of origin. If you can know one person, you will be less. Please don't ask again."

"It's this king who is reckless"

Lin Yuzhen apologized when she heard this and said, "Brother Ning, don't be surprised."

"No obstacle"

Ning Chen responded lightly, walked towards the sword cave ahead and said, "Your Highness, let's go in too, the opportunity is hard to come by."

"Um"

Lin Yuzhen nodded and followed together.

The light in the sword cave was dim, and the night pearls embedded along the way could not shine too brightly on the sword cave. As soon as I walked in, I could feel the continuous heavy sword pressure from the depths of the sword cave, making it more and more difficult for everyone to move forward.

"There is something engraved on the stone wall"

After walking for a while, Lin Yuzhen looked at the stone wall not far away and spoke.

When Ning Chen heard this, his eyes moved over, and then he stepped closer and watched carefully.

Under the dim light, the broken murals on the stone wall can be vaguely arranged in a mess, disorganized manner, and dazzling.

"This should be the sword book"

After observing for a long time, Ning Chen's expression subsided and said.

Such a messy sword scripture, no wonder Jiange would be assured to let outsiders come in and watch it. If such a martial art is not practiced properly, it is not surprising that it will be directly entangled.

"Can this sword script really be practiced?"

Lin Yuzhen saw the residual pictures and said in a voice.

"The Sword Pavilion is not going to deceive everyone with fake sword scriptures. The people here are all the swords on the top of the major star fields. You can see the clues at a glance. The Sword script should be these murals. However, it is really difficult for ordinary people to see how to practice," Ning Chen replied.

"Brother Ning, what did you see?" Lin Yuzhen said.

“Not yet”

Ning Chen responded, and wrote down the murals on the stone wall into his mind one by one. It was only half a day, so I didn’t have time to think about it carefully, so I would write it down first.

On the side, Lin Yuzhen looked at the former's eyes constantly shifting, and a strange color flashed in her eyes. Can she remember anything so quickly?

After nearly two hours, Ning Chen never said a word, and focused on remembering the murals on the stone wall, one by one, no matter whether they are incomplete or complete, no half of them were left out.

Lin Yuzhen followed, her eyes becoming more and more shocked. She knew that this Young Master Ning was definitely not an arrogant and arrogant person. He dared to move forward so quickly, which means that he had recorded all these murals.

This is not ordinary texts and classics. The moves on these murals are so complicated that it is a headache. Even those geniuses who never forget them may find it difficult to record a few.

Two hours passed, Ning Chen finally stopped, rubbed his temples that were a little painful, closed his eyes slightly, and said tiredly, "Your Highness, please help me see how many more are there?"

Lin Yuzhen glanced at the back and said, "There are about 3,000 more pictures."

Ning Chen nodded, there would be no more left. The sword pawns in the Sword Pavilion are really complicated and troublesome.

"Brother Ning, if you are too tired, just take a break," Lin Yuzhen said softly.

"No time"

Ning Chen shook his head and said, "It's sunset right away. I'm fine. Your Highness helps to guard the surroundings. The three Pavilion Masters told us to be careful, it should be a point of view."

"Um"

Lin Yuzhen nodded and replied.

After a while, Ning Chen did not dare to delay any more and continued to memorize the sword moves on the stone wall with his heart.

Time passes little by little, the third hour is about to end, outside, the scorching sun is traveling west, and half a day is about to pass.

In front of the sword cave, Jing Wuxia walked towards her, looked at the sunset in the west, and stopped.

Time is approaching, I hope nothing happened to those two people.

In the sword cave, thousands of murals were engraved on the stone wall in a mess. Nineteen strong men on the top of the sword were watching while walking towards the depths of the cave.

The increasingly heavy sword pressure made people unable to breathe. In front, Ning Chen remembered the murals and was highly focused. At some point, his red clothes were almost soaked, as if he had experienced a fierce battle.

On the side, Lin Yuzhen showed a sad look on her face. She knew very well that it would be extremely consuming to remember these complex and incomplete sword moves, and it would definitely not be an easy task.

At the same time, above the Sword Pavilion, in the illusory space, Mei Wuhen stood quietly, closing his eyes to realize the sword.

At this moment, the void stirred, and a cold and unparalleled figure walked out, looking at the person in front of him, and said in a cold tone, "Sister, why do you want those people to enter the sword cave? Are you really not worried about the leak of Jiandian's moves?"

“What’s there to worry about?”

Mei Wuhen opened his eyes and said indifferently, "The second sister will not know the difficulty of practicing the sword scripture. We have not fully understood it for hundreds of years. Those people can only see the sword moves, but there is no sword scripture. Forcibly practicing will only lead to the devil and will never be restored."

Speaking of this, Mei Wuhen did not continue talking. He looked at the former and said lightly, "Where is the third sister? Half a day should have come, it's time to take them out."

"The third sister has gone"

Shui Wuyue responded, and his figure gradually faded away and disappeared from the illusory space.

Outside the sword cave, the sunset was setting, and Jing Wuxia breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to enter the sword cave, her expression suddenly changed.

But at this moment, in the sword cave, thousands of swords were scattered, and an extremely powerful sword pressure was shaking, one after another, one sword intent after another, surging, shaking the entire Jian Pavilion.
Chapter completed!