After hearing the boy's words, Fairy Zixia's face suddenly showed a hint of surprise, but she didn't ask anything, but handed out the Zixia sword in her hand. Please remember me)

Fairy Zixia didn't care at all whether the young man could pull out his Zixia sword. After all, in this world, except for one person, no other person could pull out his Zixia sword until now.

So in Fairy Zixia's heart, she would not worry that anyone could pull out his Zixia sword, but the next scene completely shocked him, causing the beautiful sword saint to stand still.

"This sword is not as difficult as they said!"

When Ye Tian said this, he realized that the three people in front of him had already become dull, especially Fairy Zixia. The look he looked at him was no longer the kind of unattainable she had before, but the kind of look that only could be seen at his lover.

His heart suddenly trembled. Ye Tian was awakening now. It turned out that Fairy Zixia still had a vow, that is, whoever could pull out the Zixia sword, Fairy Zixia would marry that person.

Ye Tian dared to swear that the reason why he drew his sword was entirely because he was curious for a moment and had never thought about marrying Fairy Zixia. When he saw Fairy Zixia's eyes, Ye Tian was only scared and trembled.

"Zixia Sword Saint, I will come again in one day, so I will say goodbye first."

Looking at the look of the woman in front of him, Ye Tian dared not to stay. He directly returned the Zhu Zixia sword in his hand to Fairy Zixia. Without saying a word, the whole figure disappeared from the spot instantly.

Inside Zixia Palace.

Looking at the disappeared boy, Fairy Zixia suddenly had a smile on her face. If Ye Tian was still there, she would definitely be deeply shocked by this smile.

"Old ancestor...".

Zi Qing, the leader of the Zixia Sword Sect, seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Fairy Zixia. A smile still flowed out from her face and said, "He really looks like that person."

After saying that, Fairy Zixia's figure disappeared into the hall. After Fairy Zixia left, Ziqing asked, "Elder, is it okay for the ancestor?"

He shook his head gently. Zi Ling, the only elder of Zixia Sword Sect, was also a powerful man with a level of cultivation reaching the level of the Sword Emperor. At this time, he looked solemn.

"Ziqing, do you know what happened to our ancestors?"

"have no idea".

Zi Qing was actually very depressed because although his cultivation level had reached the level of the Sword Emperor, he had inherited the Zixia Sword Sect for a short time. Before that, he had been practicing hard in a secret place.

However, she has always admired the ancestor of the Zixia Sword Sect, especially Fairy Zixia has just been a thousand years old this year and has actually broken through the realm of the Sword Saint, and is likely to hit the realm of the Sword God.

Zi Ling sighed softly, as if she had recalled something, and then began to say: "Thousands of years ago, my ancestor was just a flower girl, and she also had the innocence of every girl. At that time, the entire Zixia Sword Sect regarded my ancestors as the pearl in her hand and was extremely caring for her."

"One day, the ancestor got a peerless magic sword, which was the Zixia sword. What surprised everyone was that no one except the ancestor could pull out the Zixia sword, and even a sword saint could not."

"One day, the ancestor suddenly made a promise to the world and swore blood, saying that if anyone could pull out his Zixia sword, he would marry that person. From then on, countless strong people have been sent to the Zixia sword, but without exception, no one has ever been able to pull out the Zixia sword."

"Elder, is the ancestor's Zixia sword really that magical?"

When Zi Qing heard Zi Ling's words, she felt a little incredible. Although she also believed that there was a divine sword spirit in this world, he still didn't believe in the affairs of his ancestors.

However, Zi Ling seemed to have not heard her words at all, and continued to calmly recall her memory: "Suddenly one day, a person came to Zixia Sword Sect, a young man whose cultivation level had just reached the Sword Lord."

"Bird Sword Master?"

Hearing this, Zi Qing couldn't help but ask a little doubt, because she knew very well that the ancestor's Zixia sword could not even be pulled out, and a sword master could not pull it out.

Nodding gently, Zi Ling continued, "Yes, it's a young man whose cultivation is just reached the Sword Lord. He also comes from the same place as the person just now."

"Sword God Sea?"

Ziqing exclaimed, and she couldn't imagine that a vow from his ancestor could actually lead the people of the Sword God Sea. But you must know that a thousand years ago, the Sword God Sea had not been defeated by the Demon Island and was still one of the two major forces.

"No one cared about this sword master at that time. After all, the ancestor's Zixia sword could not even be pulled out by the sword master level, so it was even more impossible for a small sword master. However, no one expected that Ye Tian had no energy at all, but he easily pulled out the ancestor's Zixia sword. The moment the boy pulled out the sword, he completely shocked the entire outer island."

Thinking back to the time when the boy stood on the top of Zixia Palace, his face showed a momentum of looking down on the world, and the Zixia sword that had been pulled out in his hand, Zi Ling felt relaxed and happy until now.

"Elder, what happened later? Did the ancestor marry that sword master?"

"No, according to the blood oath of our ancestors, as long as anyone can pull out her Zixia sword, she will marry that person, but the young man rejected the ancestor on the spot and said to the people of the world: I thought the Zixia sword was such a magical sword, but it was just like this when I saw it today. Although the sword was pulled out, I would not marry you. The sword was returned to Zhao, and I said goodbye."

"What an arrogant boy."

Before Zi Ling could finish her words, Zi Qing looked angry, but Zi Ling said at this time: "Do you know that although the young man was extremely arrogant, he did have the capital to be arrogant."

"Why?"

It was Ziqing's turn to be completely confused. She really couldn't figure it out. Although the young man had reached the level of the sword master, he was nothing on the entire outer island.

"Ziqing, let me ask you, how long did it take when you reached the realm of the Sword Ancestor?"

Although I don’t know what the elder meant, Zi Qing still did not hide it at all and said, “The disciple’s qualifications are ordinary, and it took a full forty years to reach the sword master’s cultivation.”

Although Ziqing said that her qualifications were mediocre, Ziling could feel the pride in Ziqing's tone, after all, she could reach the realm of Sword Master in forty years, and she really had the capital to be proud of herself.
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