Although the ceremony was held at Jinxiu Academy, as the number one blessed place in the entire Liancheng League, it has no name, but everyone thinks it is the Sword Seal Holy Palace where the leader is located, and it is also half the master.

Therefore, before all other blessed places have arrived, the Sword Seal Holy Palace has arrived.

The real time for the ceremony is half a month later.

According to the ordinary calendar, that day happened to be the New Year.

So, it's winter now.

Although I didn't feel the cold at all, it was still fun to see the snow falling in the sky.

Stepping on the creaking snow, Fang Cheng and Bai Xinyan walked towards the book pavilion of Jinxiu Academy. Unlike other places, the book pavilion of Jinxiu Academy is only the highest ninth floor that is not open, and all other layers of books are completely open and read casually.

If you want to learn, learn, and if you don’t want to learn, don’t learn.

As for the ninth level, that is something that cannot be learned.

Knowing this, the ten people who came to Jinxiu Academy were very excited. Wu Hu still wanted to go see them together. But Fang Cheng had to keep the materials for an hour every day and did not go with them. The others left first, only Bai Xinyan was still waiting for him.

Walking side by side, Bai Xinyan asked, "Senior Brother, who do you think will be sent from Dawu Temple?"

Fang Chengdao: "I don't know. Dawu Temple is too far from Liancheng League, and I haven't heard much related information."

Bai Xinyan sighed and said, "Actually, I'm a little worried. I heard that monks from Dawu Temple usually take two paths: physical cultivation, and the way of the mind. My swordsmanship is characterized by agility and is very weak in attack power. If I encounter physical cultivation, I'm afraid I will be suppressed tightly."

"If you practice a single path, you will indeed be restrained, which is a very normal thing."

Because of the lifespan of a person, when the early lifespan is insufficient, he will generally strengthen his cultivation and ignore some shortcomings. Only when he reaches the level of the Golden Elixir and his lifespan increases greatly will he consider those.

Bai Xinyan's concern did not decrease at all because of Fang Cheng's words. He said, "Look at you, Wu Hu is also a physical cultivation, the Shangguan Zheng is a martial cultivation, and Sun Fu has countless talismans, and their attack power is very strong. So, you can fight against the original Lord Han. If you fight with the physical cultivation in Dawu Temple, you can't break the defense at all, what should I do?"

Fang Cheng asked: "When it comes to attack power, as a sword cultivator, you should be the strongest among us, right?"

Bai Xinyan sighed again and said, "Actually, I don't have the talent of a sword cultivator at all. My natal spiritual sword is very weak..."

As he said that, he called out a sword light.

It was a small sword, white, like white jade, but there was a trace of gray birth on the flawless whiteness, exuding a decayed atmosphere.

Bai Xinyan said: "After entering the Tao, I began to nurture my own spiritual sword. When I reached the seventh level of Qi refining, I could finally summon the spiritual sword. However, my spiritual sword is extremely fragile and will break if I touch it a little."

Fang Cheng took the small sword and watched it carefully.

To be honest, this spiritual sword is really not good.

The spiritual sword of ordinary sword cultivators is his strongest attack and strongest defense. Sword cultivators with the seventh level of Qi refining can summon the spiritual sword and then directly invincible at the same level. Because cultivators of the same level cannot resist the attack of the spiritual sword, nor can they harm the spiritual sword.

Logically speaking, the sharpness and strength of the natal spiritual sword are both beyond the level of their own cultivation. It is normal for Bai Xinyan to say that her spiritual sword is comparable to treasures in terms of strength and sharpness.

However, Bai Xinyan's spiritual sword is far inferior to magic weapons, and it looks like it is made of mortal iron.

"This spirit sword is indeed very weak."

Bai Xinyan laughed at herself and said, "Yes? There is a lot of problem, right? Logically speaking, my qualifications are not bad, the best spiritual roots, and Su Hui. If my spiritual sword is normal, maybe I will be the disciple of Lord Han now."

Fang Cheng's eyes moved and he smiled and said, "If that's the case, you should call me uncle."

Bai Xinyan smiled and said nothing.

No one knows Han Lengyu's position in her heart.

The ruling master was in charge of the laws of the Sword Seal Palace, but never favored himself. When Bai Xinyan was a child, he witnessed the scene of the adult holding the sword of justice and ruling the evil people, so he regarded him as an idol.

That time, the ruling's admission of disciples was her greatest hope and desire, but she was rejected because of the spiritual sword problem.

"What kind of spiritual root are you?"

"The best water spirit root, the best ice spirit root."

"What attribute exercises are you practicing?"

"Ice attribute."

"There are ice attributes from beginning to end, and there is no revision?"

Bai Xinyan said: "No. I know what you want to ask. The gray aura on this spiritual sword has been there since the appearance of the spiritual sword."

Fang Cheng frowned.

The sword cultivator's natal spiritual sword is consistent with the master. Bai Xinyan has never transferred to practice other skills, and there will definitely be no variegated on this spirit sword. Moreover, even if he has transferred to practice, it is impossible to make the natal spiritual sword so fragile.

Therefore, the problem should be with Bai Xinyan himself.

"The first time summoning the spirit sword is like this, fragile, rotten, gray aura... I feel like I've seen this related record somewhere..."

Fang Chengyi recalled the memories, but he didn't think of them. It seemed that they were not the records he saw, but the memories that were burst out from the copy, and there were related records. Based on these keywords, searching them in his brain, Fang Cheng remembered them.

The huge change in expression immediately attracted Bai Xinyan's attention and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Fang Cheng said: "I think of a historical record, one of the blessing places, Jiandi Villa, do you remember?"

"I think I've heard of it."

"Sword Emperor Villa is a blessed land that once appeared. Among the blessed land, there is a sword cultivator with the Nascent Soul cultivation, and the title of Sword Emperor, who is a female cultivator. Like you, she has practiced sword art since she was a child, but there is a problem with the spiritual sword in her natal life. It is fragile, but it is not a bad thing, but a good thing. I can't remember the specific situation clearly. Go quickly, let's look for the book pavilion in Jinxiu Villa, and maybe there are related records."

When Bai Xinyan heard this, he immediately pulled Fang Cheng to speed up his pace and came to the Jinxiu Academy Pavilion.

Strange stories and various history books are on the first floor, but the affairs of Jiandi Villa are relatively confidential and are placed on the second floor. The two of them came to the second floor and did not meet acquaintances in the middle of the journey. At Wu Hu and the others, they should have read books from higher levels.

Facing this whole bookshelves, Bai Xinyan looked at it at a glance and saw that there were no less than five hundred books, and Bai Xinyan felt dizzy.
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