When Pang Long saw Han Ye stepped down to worship the bronze dinger, he immediately greeted him, clenching his fists in both hands, and laughed, "Congratulations to the sister for the sword master ’s sword intention. With the talent of the sister on the kendo, there is a great opportunity. In Yulong Realm, Cultivate the sword to the tenth level of perfection. (Biqiwu's pinyin) "

In fact, Pang Long's heart is still quite jealous of Han Yun, after all, he only gets the sword intention of the ordinary saint, far from the sword intention of the sword saint.

However, he turned to think again, wouldn't it be more fulfilling if he could catch up with Han Yan and make her her own woman?

Being able to get the sword intention of the sword master, Han Han's mood is still quite happy. He said, "My kendo talent is far from those of the young sword lords. It is completely dependent on the sword intention of the sword master. luck."

Pang Long only felt that Han Yan was too modest, and said, "So in the eyes of Shimei, who is the most talented young swordsman?"

Han Yan's eyes couldn't help looking at the sky, and a white-eyed young hero appeared in his mind.

At first, if it wasn't for the person who passed the Yinyi Nine Swords to her, I'm afraid she could not worship the Liangyi Sect. She would have been swallowed by the power of darkness and turned into a loess of loess.

His kendo talent is really terrible, so Han Yan can only look up.

Later, he left Tian Mo Ling and went to Dong Yu Sheng Yuan. It is said that he entered the Kendo Department of Sheng Yuan with the first place.

If he is still alive, who in the younger generation can compare with him?

If he came to Liang Yizong and entered the sacrifice to heaven, he should at least be able to get the sword meaning left by the Holy King. It's a pity that God is so jealous and talented that such an outstanding person died unsuccessfully, which is really a pity for Han Yun.

Thinking of that person, she was pleased with the sword sword's joy and disappeared for a moment. Han Yan sighed quietly, feeling quite down, without answering Pang Long, he went down the stairs and returned to the position where he had stood before.

Pang Long didn't know where he was saying the wrong thing, which caused Han Yu to feel a little unhappy when he saw Han Yu, and he returned a little bit boringly.

Next, there were five new disciples of the Jin dynasty who went on the sacrifice to the heavenly bronze tripod, but all of them ended in failure, and no one got the sword of the ancestor.

"Brother Pang Long and Sister Han Yan have already entered the sacrifice of heaven, and no one should be able to get the sword of the ancestor again."

"In the past coronation rituals, it was quite good to have a disciple who received the sword of the ancestor. Today, there will be two in succession, and the court and the Shangqing Palace will definitely celebrate it."

Among the crowd, a pretty-looking female disciple flickered her eyes, and said with some expectation: "I wonder if Brother Lin Yue can get the sword of the ancestor?"

This female disciple is Zhao Haner from Zixia Lingshan.

She came to the Qing Palace specifically, just to witness it, Brother Lin Yue was crowned as a disciple.

Zhao Haner's words immediately caused a group of laughter around.

A thin-skinned insider disciple, touching his chin with his fingers, said sarcastically, "Sister Zhao, don't give too much hope to Lin Yuebao. Otherwise, you will be quite disappointed later."

"Why don't you believe Brother Lin Yue?" Zhao Haner said angrily.

In her opinion, Brother Lin Yue's kendo accomplishment is quite powerful. She has cultivated the ten-pulse sword waves to the realm. The talent of kendo is enough to throw the inner disciples present a few streets.

The disciple inside said, "Lin Yue's fame is almost always blown out by himself, wouldn't you really believe that he could kill You Lanxing Shi?"

The other disciple next to him was rather disdainful, and laughed: "Lin Yue defeated Pang Long, only relying on Xiu to be stronger than Pang Long. If in the same realm, Lin Yue and Pang Long are not a level at all."

Zhao Haner was very confident in Brother Lin Yue and continued to argue with the disciples around him, but unfortunately, it caused a group of mocking laughter.

Everyone felt that this little girl was so stupid that she believed that Lin Yue could get the sword of the ancestor.

Zhang Ruochen, who was standing under the bronze sacrifice to heaven, naturally heard Zhao Haner's voice arguing with the crowd, turned around, and glanced to the outside of the dojo.

Yan Hualiu followed Zhang Ruochen's gaze and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, saying, "What? Pity and love for the jade? This little girl looks pretty and admires you. If you can get a ancestor, Jianyi, even if it's only half-sacred swordyi, she can easily take her down tonight. "

Zhang Ruochen retracted his gaze and said blankly, "I'm just a sibling relationship with her. Don't think too crooked."

Yan Hualiu couldn't stop laughing, and said, "Simple sibling relationship? Don't tease me, okay? If you don't, I'll go!"

"It's best not to touch her." Zhang Ruochen stared at Hua Hualiu.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes seemed to be very peaceful, but with a strong spiritual force, it made Yanhualiu feel an excitement, like suddenly falling into the cold ice cave.

After a long while, Liu Hualiu slowed down, exhaled a long breath, and muttered in a low voice, "So fierce, isn't it just a woman. Yours are all yours. I won't grab you, isn't it?"

The reason why Zhang Ruochen warned Gao Hualiu was not that he really had any relationship with Zhao Haner. It's just because Zhao Haner left a good impression on him.

Pang Long glanced at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Lin Yue, why haven't you entered the sacrifice bronze ritual? Is it because you are afraid that you will lose face without the sword of the ancestor?"

Han Yan's eyes also glanced at Zhang Ruochen.

She knows very well that Lin Yue's skill in swordsmanship still has a certain level, and he may not necessarily have the chance to get the swordsman swordsmanship. Therefore, in the mind of Han Yan, he still had some secret expectations.

Today, a total of seventeen newly-increased disciples, fifteen of them have entered the ceremonial bronze ceremonies. Except for Pang Long and Han Yun, all others have failed.

Finally, the sixteenth saintly disciple also ended up in defeat and walked down the stone steps.

"That being the case, I will also try my luck."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Pang Long, took a footwork, ascended the stone steps very smoothly, and then jumped down to the top of the bronze ceremonial offering.

With both feet gently falling to the edge of the copper tripod, Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and worked hard to adjust his mood to the best state. The whole person is like an ancient pine growing on the copper tripod, giving a kind of abnormal tranquility. a feeling of.

Han Yue standing below was slightly shocked. It was this temperament. Lin Yue's temperament was very similar to the person she knew.

It is because of this temperament that Han Yanming obviously hates Lin Yue's actions, but cannot hate him at all.

Zhang Ruochen didn't immediately jump into the copper tripod, still standing on the edge of the copper tripod, closing his eyes, it was just a moment, his state of mind was completely emptied, and he entered a mysterious state.

After standing for half an hour, his body didn't move.

"What? Why don't you enter Tongding?"

"What has been standing on the top of Tong Ding, is it to want everyone to see him? Is there anyone who is so narcissistic."

All the other new Saint disciples all jumped directly into the copper tripod, and they didn't mess around at all. Only Zhang Ruochen has been standing on the edge of Tong Ding, and he hasn't jumped. Who knows what he is doing?

Another half an hour later, Zhang Ruochen was still standing quietly on the edge of the copper tripod, and the whole person remained motionless.

"How long does he have to stand? Why didn't the semi-sacred ancestor come out to control him?"

"If it doesn't work, hurry down."

...

Pang Long stood under the sacrifice bronze ritual of heaven, raised his head, and looked up, a black line appeared on his forehead, and he gave a cold drink: "Lin Yue, what the **** are you doing?"

Yan Hualiu shook her head and sighed, then sat on the ground and scratched her head and said, "I think he wanted to stand until dark. Why didn't I think of this trick at that time, even if I couldn't get the ancestor's sword, at least I could Breaking the record of standing the longest on the ceremonial bronze tripod. Too bad! "

The semi-sages in the Shangqing Palace frowned.

Yuanlong Bansheng first showed an upset look, stood up, and walked outside the palace, and he was going to drive Zhang Ruochen down to worship the heavenly bronze tripod.

The face of Zixia Bansheng is also a bit ugly. After all, since the two schools of Liang Yizong established the school, no one has been so shameless, and they have stood on the ceremonial copper ding for many hours. If Yuanlong half-sage can't stand up, he is ready to take Zhang Ruochen down to sacrifice the heaven bronze tripod.

Only the sacred girl was present, showing a thoughtful look.

"Is it ..."

Suddenly, a pair of her divine eyes glowed a glow, and she couldn't help but stand up and blurted out, saying, "Senior Yuanlong, slow."

Yuanlong Bansheng stopped and glanced at the talented lady of the Holy Book, and immediately showed a respectful expression, saying, "What advice does the talented lady have?"

"We should be able to wait again."

Yuanlong Bansheng looked at Zhang Ruochen on the copper tripod and smiled, and said, "This boy, staying on the sacrifice to the copper tripod for too long has made the talented girl laugh!"

The talented lady of the holy book showed a shallow smile and said, "I don't think so. This is quite interesting. Maybe it will surprise us."

"Oh?" Yuanlong Bansheng slightly moved.

The rest of the semi-sacred sects were also sitting immediately, all looking at Zhang Ruochen on the copper tripod.

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Through careful observation, the semi-sages finally found something unusual.

Zixia Bansheng's eyes became quite wonderful, and she laughed, "It's interesting, it's really interesting. This little guy seems to be more complicated than I thought."

Only the semi-sacred can realize that at this moment Lin Yue seems to be fused with the bronze sacrifice to heaven, even the surrounding aura of heaven and earth are excluded.

The rest of the semi-holy, all showed a surprised look.

"The coronation ceremony has never happened like this, is Murphy Lin Yue's talent in swordsmanship really amazing? Will the spirit of the sacrifice of the bronze sacrifice the heavens be shocked?" Jing Lan, a semi-holy, said in doubt.

The beauty of the sacred girl's eyes flickered, staring at Zhang Ruochen at the top of the sacrifice bronze, saying, "Don't disturb him anyway, let us see, what amazing things will happen?"

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