The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 1270 Finally got a certificate

These people were all craftsmen sent by Tianshi Jianzong to Zhongdu to study audio-visual jade slips. Later, after the successful research of jade slips, they were enshrined by Li Dao.

Accompanied by the sound of the Great Dao that permeated the heaven and the earth, they held up the ancient sapphire box and chanted loudly as they walked forward: "Please personally pass on the title of the sword master..."

One sound was higher than the other, arousing layers of sound waves, and the sound of Dao became louder and louder.

They didn't stop until they got close to Li Dao, and then they all knelt down on one knee without saying a word.

The originally closed sapphire ancient box was only a foot away from Li Dao at this moment, but it seemed to have sensed the various rules of his sword power and the not-so-strong sword domain luck.

As a result, there was a connection, and the mysterious lines carved on the jade box suddenly turned with Dao Yun, becoming radiant.

But Li Dao was still in a daze at the moment, sometimes unable to react, but the next moment, he suddenly found that the "Illusion of the Sword Field" that existed in his consciousness suddenly flew out from between his eyebrows.

Then it spread out in an instant, turning the location of the banquet into the original "Sword Field" scene.

Then saw the phantoms of 380 four true sword masters of the sword domain appear. They are male and female, all dressed in pure white clothes, covered with sky blue sword robes, and lined up in two rows.

The first person on the left is the senior brother Wang Zhan, and the number one on the right is the second senior sister Chu Renmei.

The following are the third senior brother Dongfang Tianshou, the fourth senior brother Chen Shulou, the fifth senior sister Zhang Shuhong, the sixth senior sister Zheng Rongrong, the seventh senior brother Wang Lingzhou, the eighth senior sister Sun Yueying, the ninth senior brother Gongsun Ban...etc.

At a certain moment, the faint sound of a sword sounded from the bottom of everyone's heart, and the old man in a navy blue robe walked out of the hall slowly.

All the sword masters headed by Wang Zhan bowed collectively, and then congratulated in unison: "Congratulations to Master Linsheng Zun Yuzu, and open the river of sword domain!"

"Congratulations to Master Linsheng Zunyu Patriarch, open the sword domain river!"

"Congratulations to Master Linsheng Zunyu Patriarch, open the sword domain river!"

"Congratulations to Master Linsheng Zunyu, the ancestor of the sword domain..."

In the next moment, flying phoenixes dance, green dragons swallow pearls, turtles and snakes play in the water, white tigers roar in the forest, famous mountains and great mountains in the world, rivers, lakes and seas, all seem to sing for it.

Immediately afterwards, there were two more laughs, and a fat Taoist with a kind face and a thin monk with white beard and hair came slowly.

"Congratulations fellow daoist, congratulations fellow daoist, being recognized by heaven and earth, coming to the ancestral throne, a blessing in the world..."

"Fellow Daoist will be called 'Sword Ancestor' from now on. Congratulations, congratulations..."

The old man in the navy blue robe was calm, just looked up at the sky, and said indifferently: "He Xizhi has..."

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The sudden appearance of this scene shocked everyone in the banquet, because they themselves were in this "sword domain" and witnessed this ancient "historical fragment".

But with the people in the "Sword Domain", there is a sense of alienation in time and space.

At this moment, Qian Lingyue stood up from the chair in shock, her beautiful eyes widened in astonishment, and her voice was trembling: "This...this is the moment when the old sword master passed the throne more than 3000 years ago~!?"

Nangongli's expression was complicated, and she sighed in her heart: "'Zhengwei' is just a term for the later successor, or God deliberately belittled the old sword master at the beginning. At this moment, the real title should be 'come'."

"Because before the old sword master, no matter in the old era or the age of mythology, there has never been anyone who used a 'sword' to prove this glorious way recognized by the world."

"The old sword master is just like the Buddha who realized the Way of Buddhism under the bodhi tree in the age of myths, the ancestor who realized the Dao of Xiaoyao in the mountains and rivers of Baiyun, and the sage who realized the principles of all races in the world."

"Sword master, in fact, it should be the sword ancestor, and the latter should be the 'sword master', just like the Buddha of Buddhism, the god of Taoism... But later, following the will of God, people used to call him For the 'sword master'."

She only dared to think about these things, and she would not say them in public, and she believed that Qian Lingyue, Sun Ermeng and others should understand all of this.

Immediately afterwards, people saw that the illusory "Sword Domain" appeared for a while, and then began to drift away like catkins.

Everyone thought that this kind of illusion should disappear just now, but they didn't want the floating catkins to be absorbed by the old man in navy blue, making his body more solid and finally like a real body.

Immediately afterwards, the old man turned around, looked at the black-robed mustache who was frowning and thinking at this time, and nodded with a smile, as if to say: "You, you did not disappoint me, you did a good job..."

Then he walked towards him slowly, and stopped in front of the Celestial Master Jianzong, who was half kneeling on the ground, holding an ancient sapphire casket. During the banquet, he could hear the needle drop, and everyone was watching this scene.

Ling Wentian was trembling with excitement, his eyes were red, he opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end his nose was sore, tears welled up in his eyes, and he only said one sentence: "Old sword master, Master, I have not let you down... ..."

The Tianshi Sword Sect and others also burst into tears, trembling and speechless.

Song Qinghai on the side was even more dumbfounded, he didn't even dare to breathe when he stood there.

The old man was just a manifestation of his memory, he had no emotion, and he ignored them. He just looked at the ancient sapphire box, his eyes seemed to be lost in remembrance.

Immediately afterwards, He reached out and touched the top cover of the ancient box, and a soft glow flowed, and the next moment, the ancient box was opened.

Inside was a navy blue sword robe and a vertical crown that could be used to tie up the hair in a bun. Bloodstains could be vaguely seen on the sword robe, and the vertical crown also had some rust, two simple things.

If it is bought on the market, it may only be worth six or seven gold baht, not to mention it is old, but these two things are also extremely precious and heavy.

The old man first picked up the vertical crown, walked in front of Li Dao, and planned to put it on his head, but Li Dao tilted his head and let it go.

The old man frowned slightly, looking a little displeased.

Li Dao also frowned, which meant that he seemed to say, don't make trouble, I'm not ready yet.

The old man doesn't care what he thinks, wear it again, Li Dao hides again, wears it again, hides it again...

Everyone was dumbfounded by this scene. What do you mean, the old sword master is not willing to receive the crown himself?Are you fucking sick?

Almost everyone thought this way, especially Song Qinghai, who was so emotional that he almost collapsed.

Thinking back to more than 70 years ago, in order to wear this vertical crown, the young master of my family fasted for three months, burned incense in front of this jade box and worshiped, and bathed and cleansed himself to show his piety.

After three months, the jade box was opened, and the vertical crown was solemnly put on the head. Afterwards, the sky with visions all over the middle earth, the Taoist priest wearing clothes, the Buddha Lord worshiping, and the sword master witnessing bit.

Comparing the two sides, the gap is not too big... Song Qinghai doesn't know how to describe his mood at this moment.

(End of this chapter)