(ps: Happy birthday to myself, well, that's it.)

Di Qinglian has been in the lotus pond halfway up the mountainside of Danxia Peak, Di Qinglian has long been dead, but in the lotus pond, the white lotus flowers are always blooming.

Everything here is without a sense of dilapidation, with few people visiting, the scenery is purer, and it has a unique interest.

However, Yan Zhaoge stood at the edge of the lotus pond and could feel the heavy sword energy from the bottom of the water, which condensed without being released, and showed awe-inspiring power.

After looking carefully, there was no weapon under the lotus pond.

Yan Zhaoge was wondering, and Long Xueji suddenly untied his sword.

When Long Xueji was fighting with people in the Immortal Court, he was witnessed by Yan Zhaoge, he used a very casual ordinary green steel sword.

It is not a holy soldier, or even a spiritual soldier, a treasure soldier, or a very ordinary long sword in the ordinary world.

On weekdays, most of the time, Long Xueji fought with people and took an ordinary green steel sword at will. In the eyes of his enemies, his attitude was almost perfunctory and extremely arrogant.

Yan Zhaoge knew that it was a way for Long Xueji to sharpen his extraordinary skills and practice swords with ordinary skills.

There are naturally Long Xueji's holy soldiers, but there are few opponents who can force him to show up.

Yan Zhaoge even more suspected that the unlimited level of immortal soldiers and swords used by Long Xueji when he was a true immortal in the past may have been passed to Long Xueji.

Of course, it may also be led by Gao Xuebo.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Long Xueji and saw that Long Xueji's sword removal was not a casual ordinary green steel sword, but a top-grade holy soldier with sharp edges and heart-wrenchingness.

The high quality is better than the Yun Zhuantian Light Sword, the Purple Sea Sword, and the Fa Zhen Sword, which are all top-grade holy soldiers, and at least not weaker than the evil sword Taotie.

It is not as evil as the evil sword Taotie, but it is even more sharp than the sharpness.

"The sword-clearing pool in Danxia Peak was when the junior uncle was still alive, but it has continued to this day after the junior uncle passed away." Long Xueji said to Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the lotus pond with white lotus blooming in front of him and murmured: "Xiejian Pool..."

"On the day when the sword art is completed by the uncle, the entire bird travels all over the sky, regardless of the branches of the Shangqing River, but all the swordsmanships can be used to express their swords as a congratulations." Long Xueji, who was always cold and fierce, rarely showed a leisurely and fascinating look: "At that time, all the swords flew over and fell into the lotus pond under Danxia Peak, bowing their heads together."

"From now on, anyone who goes up to Danxia Peak must untie his sword and throw it into the pool before he can go up the mountain."

When Yan Zhaoge heard this, he understood why the seemingly ordinary lotus pond in front of him was full of sword energy at the bottom of the water.

All of them were formed by the swords that sank into it from the past and the sword energy condensed.

Although it has been thousands of years, because the spiritual energy here in Danxia Peak is closed, it is rarely used, so it has been preserved until today.

Long Xueji threw his holy sword into the lotus pond: "In addition, the swords that fell into the pond were previously taken away by the original owner, if he wanted to take them away, he had to pass the test of the uncle."

"After that, any Shangqing sword cultivator who was in Qingping Mountain would come to Danxia Peak for a walk before leaving the mountain. The uncle nodded and allowed him to take out his sword from the pond and go out officially."

"If you can't pass the exam, the sword will remain in the sword removal pool. People will go back honestly and continue to hone themselves. Don't mention the matter of leaving the mountain." Long Xueji said lightly: "So at that time, the uncle had the alias of "Sword Ruler" or "Sword Heng", which means to measure the sword cultivators in the world."

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "The sword cultivator of Shangqing in that era, I think there are many talents, and they all practice hard and progress. Otherwise, if they come to Danxia Peak to worship the mountain, they will be left with a sword, which will be embarrassing to the entire Qingping Mountain."

"Jin Yao Taibai Shangzun has been to the Queen of Biyou, and he has just waived this rule." Long Xueji said: "Jin Yao Taibai Shangzun and his uncle are both out of date. Someone advised his mother to restart, but in order to commemorate the uncle, the mother did not agree, so Jianheng's etiquette started from the uncle and ended with her."

"The only rule to stay is that those who climb Danxia Peak still have to untidy their swords and throw them into the pool. They can take them away when they leave the mountain."

Yan Zhaoge nodded and took out the Sword Box of Swallowing the Sky and Devouring the Earth, which contained the Evil Sword Taotie.

Yan Zhaoge did not take the sword, and threw it into the lotus pond with the sword box.

After thinking about it, he took out the Yun Zhuantian Light Sword and the Light Time Sword Seal, and threw it into the lotus pond together with the spiritual weapon Qingyuan Sword used by the Grand Master's cultivation level.

"I am really worthy of the name of Duobao." Long Xueji couldn't help but smile when he saw this.

"Let Master Long laugh." Yan Zhaoge looked at the lotus pond with only four swords in front of him, and thought about the scene when a group of sword cultivators in the past, all of whom could sank the sword at the bottom of the pond, and his grandmother was able to be the master of the world, and she sighed.

The ancestors have passed away and the sounds are endless. As future generations, they are also moved by their hearts.

After learning about the sword pool, the two of them went to the top of Danxia Peak together.

Above the peak is a simple courtyard.

"You'll be fine if you go in alone." Long Xueji nodded to Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge understood that Biyoutian gave him an opportunity to understand and study the Zhuxian Sword Sutra.

His grandmother Di Qinglian, who had cultivated all the four spiritual treasures in the past, was the Zhuxian Sword Sutra, but the one who was best at it, was already the most profound.

The four swords of spiritual treasures, the one sword of Juexian destroys all things, the one sword of Killing Immortal destroys all life, the one sword of Juexian cuts time and space, and the one sword of Zhuxian destroys all things.

Although it is known together, it is the most praised and powerful sword technique, which is the Zhuxian Sword, so the four spiritual treasure swords are also called the Zhuxian Four Swords.

This is my grandmother’s former residence. Even if there is no word left behind, the sword intent will last forever and the enlightenment will be relied upon here. It is possible to understand the mystery of the Zhuxian Sword Sutra.

Yan Zhaoge was very grateful and bowed to Long Xueji: "Thank you Master Long and you are all seniors."

His father Yan Di, combined with the true meaning of martial arts made by the Zhuxian Sword and the Book of Kaitian, is a brand new martial arts.

Yan Di himself later named it the Sword of Creation.

The Zhuxian Sword Sword Intent and the Yuxu Kaitian Sword Intent are all integrated into it and no longer exist. All they have is the sword intent of the Creation Sword.

Although Yan Zhaoge is a fellow practitioner of the Three Pure Land, he has to deduce and separate it in reverse, which is not something that his current level of cultivation can do.

Today, I got the real Zhuxian Sword Intent in Biyoutian, so I naturally have to seize the opportunity.

After entering the yard, you can see that there are always people cleaning it regularly.

But some things that were originally preserved here still exist.

Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes, not looking at them, but just experiencing the perception carefully.

In the darkness after the eyes closed, images gradually emerged.

A woman in white, with a sword hanging around her waist and a small wine pot in her hand, walking in the courtyard, leisurely and casually.

She stretched out her fingers and tapped in the air, as if she was writing, and as if she was drawing a sword.
Chapter completed!