Chapter 1262 Meeting an Old Friend Again

"Senior, that is the current owner of the Sword House."

Xiao Lin followed Li Ke's finger and saw a half-zhang-sized pale yellow rock next to the gold and silver swords, on which sat an old woman sitting cross-legged.

The old woman looked to be in her seventies or eighties, with white hair and a face full of vicissitudes. Next to the rock, a dragon-headed cane was placed diagonally.

At this moment, the old woman was looking at everyone with a somewhat turbid look, and a hint of disappointment was revealed in her eyes.

"The owner of the current Sword House is called Jian Ji, a cultivator in the late stage of Refining Void, but more than a hundred years ago, her life was almost over and she suffered from the Five Decays of Heaven and Man. I'm afraid she won't be able to support her for long, so she was anxious to select the current owner of the Sword House. Unfortunately, things went against her wishes and no one has been able to pass the test." Li Ke looked at the old woman and also showed a sighing expression, explaining to Xiao Lin.

After hearing this, Xiao Lin understood that once the realm of the immortal cultivator could not be further improved, he would soon face the embarrassing situation of approaching his life.

During this process, one will encounter the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, and all the magic power and spiritual power will gradually fade away over a period of time until they are gone. At this point, the only way out is to annihilate the true spirit and reenter the cycle of reincarnation.

Seeing the old woman's appearance, Xiao Lin also sighed in his heart. Before this day comes, most cultivators will choose a secluded place to recall all the past and then wait for the arrival of the god of death. This is the so-called sitting and transforming.

Moreover, if it really comes to this step, it is impossible to dissolve the weapon and find a new body. This is the decline of the soul level, which cannot be reversed by human power.

"Let me try." At this time, a strong man with a beard who looked to be in his forties came out. After reporting his name, he walked straight into the mist between the gold and silver swords.

But then, everyone heard a scream, and the next moment, the strong man with a beard flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air, and hit the ground several feet away fiercely, his face pale.

"Haha, how can this Nine Palace Sword Formation be so easy to pass? You are really asking for trouble."

"Even the leader of the Eight Desolate Sword Sect was defeated in this Nine Palace Sword Formation. It seems that the Jianlu Sect will probably be cut off in this generation."

"There are more than a million sword cultivators in Jianyuan Mountain, and there are many talented people. How could they not be able to find someone who can pass the Nine Palace Sword Formation test?"

"A true swordsmanship talent may not be able to pass the test. After all, this Nine Palace Heavenly Mind Sword Art is known as one of the three major sword arts of Jianyuan Mountain. Back then, the sword When the Lu Sect was at its peak, its fighting power was not necessarily much weaker than that of the current Xianjian Shenzong. The test of the Jianlu Master was naturally not an easy task. "

"It has been going on for half a month, and no one has been able to pass the test. It seems that Jianlu is really going to be destroyed."

"I will give it a try." After the forty-year-old bearded strong man left in a panic, another sweet-looking and pretty woman came up. Her body seemed weak, but she exuded a sharp sword aura all over her body, which could be said to be sharp.

Even Xiao Lin was secretly amazed when he saw this woman. This woman's cultivation in the sword way was unmatched, and her sword intention had at least reached the level of entering the hall.

"Clang~" accompanied by a sound of metal clashing, a watery sword was held in the woman's hand, and then she did not hesitate at all, and walked straight into the mist between the gold and silver swords and disappeared.

After a cup of tea.

The sound of discussion began to sound around.

"It's been so long, and you haven't been blasted out by the sword energy inside?"

"It's really strange, could it be that this girl has passed the test?"

"I know this girl, she is one of the core inner disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect. I heard that she condensed the sword intent at the age of thirteen. Now she is only a hundred years old, and has already advanced to the early stage of the Nascent Soul. I heard that her master is one of the core elders of the Immortal Sword Sect."

"No way, the core inner disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect are also interested in the Sword Pavilion Sword Art?"

"You don't understand this, right? The three major sword arts of Jianyuan Mountain, among which the Xiantian Zhengang Sword Art is the sect-guarding sword art of the Immortal Sword Sect. , As for the other two sword techniques, the Immortal Sword Sect has also coveted them for a long time, but unfortunately it has not been able to do so. If this woman can pass the test and inherit the Nine Palaces Heavenly Mind Sword Technique, wouldn't it be possible to naturally assign it to the Immortal Sword Sect? In this way, the Immortal Sword Sect can dominate the two sword techniques. "

"Hehe, if we can't find the inheritor, even if the Immortal Sword Sect gets it, it's better than cutting off the inheritance, right?"

While everyone was discussing, suddenly accompanied by a muffled groan, a pretty figure shot out from the mist, barely stabilizing its body in mid-air, flying over dozens of feet, and fell to the ground.

"Dengdengdeng~" She retreated seven or eight steps in a row before stopping, with a look of horror on her pretty face.

The old woman on the rock raised her eyelids, glanced at the woman, and then closed them again.

The woman's pretty face also changed from a horrified expression to a livid one, and then she snorted coldly, dodged the small boots, turned around and walked into the crowd, and disappeared.

Then several people tried to enter the sword formation, but without exception, they were either thrown out or flew out after being injured.

Half a day passed quickly, and still no one could pass the test.

Xiao Lin's face showed a thoughtful expression, and he began to think about whether to go in and try it out. Xiao Lin had no desire for the Nine Palaces Heavenly Mind Sword Art. After all, in his opinion, the Jiesha Sword Art he practiced was also a superior sword art.

The Nine-Character True Art, every word is a pearl. He has practiced it so far, but he has only practiced the Breaking Word Art. If he can practice it to the state of great success, he will not be afraid of anyone in the sword art.

At the same time, he also knew that it is not easy to chew too much. It is naturally what he wants to comprehend the profound meaning of the sword art, but he has no interest in becoming the new generation of the master of the Sword House.

However, seeing so many people fail in the test, Xiao Lin's interest was aroused, and he wanted to go in and try it out.

Just then, a ragged man with messy hair walked out of the crowd, holding a rusty iron sword in his hand, and walked towards the gold and silver swords step by step.

"Where did the beggar come from?"

"This person has no cultivation at all. Is he joking?"

"A mortal?"

"How could a mortal come to this island in the middle of the lake? Although this place is not high, it is still hundreds of feet high, and there is no mountain road leading to this place."

"Then how did this person get up here?"

Seeing the ragged man, after feeling that there was no fluctuation of mana on his body, there were discussions and doubts around.

But Xiao Lin's body suddenly shook, two bright spiritual lights burst out from his eyes, and the spiritual pressure on his body suddenly spread out. A gust of wind suddenly blew up the square on the top of the mountain. Most of the people around also changed their faces and turned to look at Xiao Lin, showing a look of fear.

Although Xiao Lin's momentum was unintentional, it was enough to scare everyone. The original discussion disappeared without a trace, and the square was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Fortunately, Xiao Lin immediately realized his loss of composure and hurriedly restrained the spiritual pressure that had burst out, but his face was still shocked.

"Bai Xingge?"

It turned out that this ragged man holding an iron sword looked exactly like Bai Xingge, and even his frowning eyebrows and the unyielding determination in his eyes were exactly the same as the Bai Xingge in Xiao Lin's impression.

The only thing that made Xiao Lin a little unsure was that there was indeed no fluctuation of mana on his body, just like a mortal.

But this scene was not ordinary. Just as those people had discussed before, if Bai Xingge really lost his cultivation and became a mortal, how could he come here.

A phantom extended and stopped in front of the ragged man. It was Xiao Lin.

Seeing someone blocking the way, the man stopped and stared at Xiao Lin with a sharp look in his clear eyes.

Xiao Lin also looked at him with a frown.

The man in front of Xiao Lin felt that he was indeed Bai Xingge. Whether it was his appearance or his figure, even his clear eyes and the fearless and fearless light in his eyes, all told Xiao Lin that this man was indeed Bai Xingge.

When Bai Xingge saw him, he seemed to not recognize him, and there was a trace of doubt in his clear eyes.

But this trace of doubt was fleeting, and was soon replaced by a trace of solemnity and sharpness.

"Get out of the way." The two words sounded from the man's mouth.

Xiao Lin did not move at all, just staring at the other party quietly. Xiao Lin's mind was racing, and he thought of some possibilities.

"Amnesia?" Xiao Lin came to this conclusion.

When Bai Xingge and Bai Chongzun forcibly ascended to the spirit world, like himself, they might have encountered some dangers in the process. Moreover, after he ascended to the spirit world, he also inquired from many sources, but he never found out the news of the two.

However, although the human race lives in a remote corner, this corner is also vast and boundless. It is like looking for a needle in a haystack to find one or two people. So after asking around in vain, Xiao Lin gave up temporarily.

But he never expected that he would meet Bai Xingge next to the Jianyuan Mountain Sword House. However, Bai Xingge was in tattered clothes and holding an iron sword. How could he have the style of dominating the battlefield in the interface in the past?

This made Xiao Lin feel a little depressed.

Slowly moving, Xiao Lin actually gave way.

Seeing that Xiao Lin actually gave way obediently, many people were stunned again. The spiritual pressure that Xiao Lin had just burst out had already shown his strength, and such a powerful existence actually retreated in front of the ragged man. This really made many people puzzled.

Even Li Ke was full of disbelief. He was very clear about Xiao Lin's strength, and he also did not understand Xiao Lin's actions.

"Thank you." The ragged man nodded to Xiao Lin, then holding the iron sword, he walked into the mist between the gold and silver swords step by step and disappeared.

A cup of tea passed quickly.

The ragged man did not come out.

Half an hour passed quickly...

The ragged man still did not come out...

Until an hour passed...

Even the old woman sitting next to him was no longer calm, she opened her eyes, and excitement was revealed in her turbid eyes.

"Stop~~" At this time, two sword energies suddenly burst into the sky. When everyone looked closely, they saw that it was the golden and silver swords that were originally inserted diagonally on the ground.

The two sword energies, one gold and one silver, rushed up to the void thousands of feet high, and turned into a golden dragon and a silver phoenix. The golden dragon and the silver phoenix entangled with each other and danced happily in the void.

The sword energies spread out in waves in all directions with the dragon and the phoenix as the center, making bursts of sharp whistling sounds.

"Bang~~" The mist between the golden and silver swords suddenly burst apart. After the spiritual light dissipated, the figure of a ragged man was revealed. The man still had a calm expression, but his eyes were flashing with a thoughtful light.

Only the hilt of the iron sword in his hand was left, and he was still holding it in his hand.

Slowly, he looked up at the void. The moment he looked at the void, a shocking sword intent suddenly burst out from his body.

"Ah~~~"

The faces of the nearby cultivators changed drastically under the impact of this sword intent, and their bodies retreated one after another, all the way back to dozens of feet away.

Xiao Lin's robe was also fluttering, but his body was motionless, like a mountain.

As the sound of dragon roars sounded, the golden dragon and silver phoenix flew down from the void, turning into two sword energies, shooting straight down, while the ragged man remained motionless, allowing the two sword energies to shoot into his Baihui amid the exclamations of the crowd and disappear without a trace.

The sword intent on the ragged man's body suddenly soared several times, and his eyes also strangely turned into gold and silver. With him as the center, the ground under his feet burst open layer by layer.

It seemed that he could not bear the majestic sword intent, and turned the sword intent into sword energy, pouring it into the earth through his feet.

The ground within a hundred feet was neatly cut down by a foot, and then it stopped. After a while, the smoke dissipated, and the ragged man breathed a sigh of relief. The blush on his face gradually faded, and he returned to his original mortal appearance.

After a moment of hesitation, the man slowly turned around and walked towards Xiao Lin.

He came to Xiao Lin a few feet away, looked at Xiao Lin, and said after a while: "Your Excellency just said that my name is Bai Xingge?"

"Your Excellency doesn't know what your name is?" Xiao Lin heard this, and a faint smile appeared on his face, and he asked back.

"What's my name?"

"What's my name? Why can't I remember it?" The ragged man showed a trace of confusion on his face, but soon covered his head, showing a look of pain.

At the same time, sword energy burst out from his body, which wrapped around him and stretched and retracted, showing his inner restlessness.

"Hahaha~~ Jianlu has a successor. Since someone has already undergone the test, the Nine Palaces Heavenly Mind Sword Art must have been engraved into your sea of ​​consciousness, and my mission is also completed." The old woman sitting cross-legged on the rock suddenly laughed up to the sky.

She looked at the ragged man, and suddenly her laughter stopped. Her head slowly drooped down and she sat down and passed away.

The ragged man did not notice all this. He covered his head and knelt on the ground with a painful expression. The sword energy around his body was crisscrossed and gathered more and more. In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by a layer of thick sword energy.

This scene made the people around him terrified. Once such a sharp sword energy erupted, those with low cultivation would be cut into pieces.

Xiao Lin's face condensed, and with a wave of his sleeves, a great amount of magic power burst out, instantly wrapping the ragged man. Then his body shook slightly, and he flashed in front of the man, and pointed a finger at the center of his eyebrows.

The huge mental power entered the man's sea of ​​consciousness, and with a slight shock, the man fainted immediately. The sword energy around him, which was already on the verge of bursting, also lost control and dissipated.