"My sword..."

The morning sun shone through the clouds and shone on Ling Bai's face. He slowly raised his head, and the slightly dazzling sunlight flashed. He gradually narrowed his eyes and closed it tightly.

Jian Douluo seemed to have no intention of urging him. He stood at the top of Jian Peak and looked quietly at the soul beast as small as an ant at the foot of the mountain, but he seemed calm but he was a little expectant in his heart.

I look forward to what kind of answer Ling Bai will give him.

Although Ling Bai is the saint son of the Martial Soul Palace, he is still the only disciple of Jian Douluo in his life. With Jian Douluo's personality, he promised professor Ling Bai's sword path. He would definitely give his all his strength and would never hide any selfishness.

This is why Bibidong would rather pay a big price than make Jian Douluo a teacher Lingbai Jiandao.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was almost noon. Ling Bai was still immersed in thinking, and even Jian Douluo could not help but turn his attention to him.

Finally, under Jian Douluo's gaze, Ling Bai slowly opened his eyes.

"Is there an answer?"

Jian Douluo asked softly.

"Um."

Ling Bai nodded heavily.

"But before answering, I would like to ask senior, what kind of sword is your sword?"

"hehe……"

Jian Douluo smiled freely, and his soul power surged around him, and finally formed a long sword with clear blue hilt and pure silver on the hilt.

Martial soul, Seven Killing Sword!

The moment Jian Douluo held the Seven Killing Sword, his whole body seemed to have changed as if it was reborn. Endless pressure spread wildly, and even triggered the invisible sword energy stored in the Sword Peak for thousands of years.

"The sword is the king of all soldiers!

Our swordsman is born in the world. We should show our lofty ambitions, not lose our faults, and not be arrogant with strength! If we do not move rashly, we will have a way to move; if we do not speak only, we will have reason; if we do not seek meticulously, we will have righteousness; if we do not act in vain, we will have righteousness!

This is my sword, the Seven Killing Sword!

Now tell me what your sword is!”

With a solemn face and a sonorous voice, with the help of the majestic sword energy of Jian Peak, Jian Douluo seemed to have arrived in the world like a god.

Facing the sword Douluo, who was like the monarch of the sword, Ling Bai was not affected at all. The dazzling green light in his hand burst into pieces, and the light slowly gathered into the shape of a long sword.

Qingcang Sword!

"senior……"

With Qingcang sword in hand, Ling Bai felt that he was full of power, and his strange sky blue eyes flashed. He said coldly: "You mean that a sword is like a gentleman. He must be reasonable in dealing with people, but I would like to ask you something.

If you reason with others, what should you do when practicing sword?

A sword is born in the world, how can one live in depression for a long time? If there is a sword in front of the knee, a sword through the blood, you should carry a three-foot long sword to compete for the world!

This is my sword, Qingcang Sword!"

The sharp eyes seemed to have cut open the sky, and the ice and snow melted at this moment.

"boom!"

After the last sentence fell, the sword energy in the sword peak was activated again, and the whistling invisible sword energy hovered beside Ling Bai, making a crisp sound of sword sound.

The Qingcang Sword suddenly shone brightly. Ling Bai felt that what he was holding was not a sword in his hand, but a deep and boundless black hole, which was madly devouring the huge number of sword energy of the sword peak!

"Buzz--"

The Seven Killing Sword seemed to be quite dissatisfied with the behavior of Qingcang Sword. Before Jian Douluo could take action, he took the initiative to release a long river of silver sect, which completely isolated Qingcang Sword's devouring of the sword energy.

"boom!"

This time, the Qingcang Sword was quit. It has existed for countless years. The first time a sword dared to provoke it, but perhaps it was because it realized that there was a gap between its current master and the Lord of the Seven Killing Sword. After making an unwilling sword sound, it gave up devouring the sword energy. But even so, a blood-colored thin line appeared on the originally exquisite and transparent sky blue sword body.

Seeing this, Ling Bai immediately took back the Qingcang Sword and said with his fists: "Sorry, Senior, Qingcang Sword seems to be eager for the sword energy in the sword peak, and I can't control it for a while..."

Jian Douluo waved his hand and looked a little absent-minded: "It's okay, but the sword energy stored in the sword peak is very important to the Seven Treasures Glazed Lith Sect. It can be said to be the ultimate defense method of the sect, so you can't absorb it to the fullest."

Is Jian Peak the ultimate defense method of the Seven Treasures Glazed Literary Sect?

Ling Bai's heart moved and he silently remembered this sentence.

"Let's just stop here today, I will officially teach you sword skills tomorrow."

Jian Douluo threw a word and turned into a stream of light and left in a hurry.

...

"Uncle Jian?"

In the Seven Treasures Glazed Glazed Sect Book Pavilion, Ning Fengzhi looked at the sword Douluo who suddenly appeared here, with a little surprised look.

"Didn't you say you want to see Xiaobai's swordsmanship today? You've seen it clearly so early?"

Jian Douluo sighed, "Fengzhi, you are as smart as you are confused this time!"

"Can't it..."

Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, and then put down the books in his hand.

"Is Xiaobai's talent very good?"

"It's more than that simple."

Jian Douluo has a profound gaze, "Equality of all beings only exists in ideals. People are born into different levels. Some people are born into favor, so they have twin martial souls, innate soul power, innate realm and other talents that are different from ordinary people, and Ling Bai is the only natural sword heart in the world!

It is so difficult to become a sword soul master, so there are extremely few sword soul masters on the continent. Those who have sword martial souls are just soul masters with sword-like weapons. I even thought that I was the only sword soul master because I have never seen the same kind as me in my life, but today I saw a monster whose talent is far more than mine.

That little guy may not know yet, the prototype of sword intent has already appeared in his heart, and when I realized the sword intent, I have become the titled Douluo. Fengzhi, the spirit of the sword is the will of a human being. Ling Bai's sword intent is extremely sharp and domineering, and he can imagine the future! I am sure that thirty years... no! Twenty years later, the most outstanding and powerful pope in history will be born in the Wuhun Palace! This pope was taught by our Seven Treasures Glazed Glazed Sect…”

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's face instantly shrouded a layer of haze. He was convinced by the benefits given up by Bibidong before, but he did not expect that Ling Bai's talent was so powerful that even Jian Douluo was a little out of control.

"Uncle Jian..."

He wanted to ask whether you could teach Ling Bai less and try to delay his growth. But then he thought that Jian Douluo's sword intent is the way of a gentleman. Doing so would be to destroy the Great Wall and lose the sword intent that he had finally cultivated.

Ning Fengzhi murmured: "The relationship between the Wuhun Palace and us is pretty good at present, but the entanglement between the sect and the Tiandou Empire is too deep. Ling Bai is still young, so who can guarantee that he will grow up smoothly?

For an uncertain person, it was too much of a joke to give up everything that the sect had run in the imperial family of the Tiandou Empire for countless years. After all, the sect had given him a sword favor, and he would not do anything until that day.

Let’s wait and see what’s going on and continue according to the original development plan of the sect. If Ling Bai really grows to that level and then makes a choice.”

"You can just know what you think."

There is nothing wrong with Sword Douluo.

After making a decision, Ning Fengzhi stood up and said, "Uncle Jian, please accompany me to the Tiandou Royal Family. They want to invite me to be the army of Prince Xue Qinghe. Today is the ceremony of apprenticeship."

"Okay, by the way, Fengzhi, where has the old bone gone?"

Jian Douluo asked curiously. Normally, he should be teaching Ling Bai to practice swords at this time. The Master Apprenticeship Ceremony should be Gu Douluo accompanying Ning Fengzhi.

"Uncle Bone..."

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly, "Didn't Rongrong stole the chrysanthemum wine that Xiaobai gave him before? He secretly stole it back. Now I don't know where to hide in a corner to drink."

"This cunning old bone!"

Jian Douluo laughed and scolded.

"Let's go Uncle Jian, don't let Emperor Xueye and the Prince wait for a long time."

At the same time, Ling Bai walked towards the beast circle of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glazed Sect after going down the mountain. The Frost Unicorn was living there. He wanted to feed it some ice-attribute heavenly treasures specially equipped with Ju Douluo.

The cultivation of soul beasts does not only rely on the accumulation of years, but also the treasures of heaven and earth will accelerate their growth. Since Ling Bai chose to acquire the Frost Unicorn as a pet, he will not treat it badly.

A meal for the Frost Unicorn is at least three-digit golden soul coins. In the world where these golden soul coins are enough for a family of three to spend a year, Ling Bai's favor for the Frost Unicorn can be seen.

"Tap it! Tap it!"

"It's the pet of that kid in the Spirit Hall!"

"A foreigner actually became one of the two major titled Douluo like Boss Nie. Is he worthy?"

"That's it! Hit it!"

"Ao!"

Before he reached the beast circle, Ling Bai heard a series of shouts and insults in his ears, which were mixed with the painful roar of animals. His heart suddenly became tight and he walked in quickly...
Chapter completed!