Refusing to ascend at the beginning

Chapter 201: Divine soldiers arrive one after another (two-in-one)
Liu Yidao outside the sword forest looked at Su Han's back and sighed: "Brother Su's talent really makes people feel desperate and jealous sometimes."

He thought about entering the sword forest to ask for a sword, but only the Dawu Sword of ordinary quality responded to him.

As soon as Su Han stepped in, he could "pick" all the swords in the sword forest, which really made him envious.

When Pei Wenshu heard this, he couldn't help but nodded, "Being born in the same era as Brother Su, I don't know whether it is our sorrow or our luck. With him around, all the practitioners of our generation have been eclipsed."

Not to mention the other disciples of Qing Chi Sword Sect, they were so jealous that they almost went crazy!

When he looked at Su Han, his eyes were almost bursting with fire!
Some practitioners who originally went deeper also noticed something was wrong. No matter how they emitted spiritual energy, they could no longer cause the swords in the forest to sing together. At first, they thought it was because they went too deep and the quality of the sword was too good. .

So he reluctantly turned around and tried to find the way back a little bit, but still found nothing.

It made them think that their talents were not recognized by Jianlin, and they were extremely frustrated.But after they turned back and came out, they discovered the truth and couldn't help but be stunned.

But he could only watch Su Han helplessly, watching his figure cross the Xijian River, and then continue to go deeper.

Ever since he stepped into the sword forest, Su Han's goal was very clear.

Because the scabbard in his hand had just trembled for a moment, and then calmed down.

At that moment, he noticed a breath deep in the sword forest that fit perfectly with the scabbard in his hand, calling him.

That's where the master's sword is!

After Su Han crossed the Xijian River, he walked in for a moment, and his figure was obscured by tree trunks and branches and disappeared into the forest.

All the cultivators outside the sword forest rose up in the air and looked down, their eyes never leaving Su Han for a moment. They wanted to see what surprises he would bring them later, and they were also very curious when all the swords were willing to follow him. What sword would he choose.

Suddenly, a bright light accompanied by a sword sound flew from the depths of the sword forest!
"A sword flew over and was sheathed on its own initiative!"

"This, this is a weapon of excellent quality! Is it the sword left behind by some important man?"

"..."

Everyone outside the Sword Forest was immediately amazed, including the disciples of the Qing Chi Sword Sect. The latter were the most familiar with the Sword Forest and knew what it meant to have Feijian take the initiative to come.

When even an elder from the Qing Chi Sword Sect identified the Feijian, he said, "This is the Liumeng Sword of the Qiushui Peak Master who passed away 600 years ago! The quality is excellent, and it is not far from a divine weapon!"

The Liu Meng Sword flew over very quickly and stopped in front of Su Han.

This is no longer about people asking about swords, but about swords asking about people.

Su Han stopped, looked at the sword in front of him and thought for a moment, then raised the scabbard with the mouth of the scabbard facing it.

"Is he going to choose this sword? Want it to sheath itself?" someone exclaimed.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Liumeng Sword to be sheathed.

The people in the sword forest were even more anxious, thinking that any sword would be good, as long as Su Han could be taken away quickly. Returning the sword forest to normal was the most important thing to them!
The Liu Meng Sword approached the sheath in Su Han's hand little by little, and then - stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the Liumeng Sword turned into a sword light again, returned along the road, and disappeared.

"This……"

"Why does the sword fly away?"

"What he did just now was inviting Feijian to sheath him. Why did Feijian change his mind again?"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what happened.

They looked at Chang Xinqing, hoping to learn from him what was going on.

But they saw that the latter also scratched his forehead, shrugged, and said: "Don't look at me, I don't know what happened. This is the first time I have seen this kind of situation. What happened to him is so strange. Everything should be normal, just keep watching."

But he was not without speculation in his heart. The strange thing should be the scabbard in Su Han's hand.

"What is the scabbard in his hand? How can it be so weird?" Chang Xinqing murmured.

Su Han put down his hand and continued to move forward as usual.

But after walking a few steps, another sword light flew from a distance and stopped in front of him.

This sword is extremely mottled, and it can be seen that it has been in the sword forest for a long time.

Although it is covered with rust, its smell is extraordinary!
"Again?! Are there so many great swords vying to be sheathed by him?" Someone couldn't help but say, their tone full of envy.

Another elder recognized the origin of this sword and said in surprise: "This is... the accessory of Qingfeng Peak Master 2000 years ago - the Gray Immortal Sword! It is also a quasi-magical weapon!"

Qingfeng disciple's eyes suddenly showed greed, and at the same time he became even more angry.

This sword should have belonged to their Jianfeng, but it was actually taken away by "the traitor lineage of the Demon Sect"!What an embarrassment to all the peak masters of Qingfeng!
In the different eyes of everyone, Su Han raised the scabbard in his hand again. Just like before, the mouth of the sheath was still facing the Gray Fairy Sword.

But the Gray Immortal Sword is just like the Liumeng Sword just now, it is not sheathed.

It paused at the mouth of the sheath, and then flew back to the depths of the sword forest.

Everyone was stunned again. Is this a double score?
Moreover, why does it seem more and more disgusted the more I look at it?
Outside the sword forest, the sound became noisy. Everyone speculated about the exact same situation just twice, and the discussion became even louder.

Zhou Quanwu's eyes flashed with disdain, and he guessed casually: "Is it possible that the scabbard in his hand that holds gods and ghosts is too unfashionable? The two swords just now are the swords left by the peak master, how can he be willing to accept this? Contained in an ordinary scabbard."

He sneered and continued: "Or maybe he just has the talent to draw the sword, but he can't get the sword's approval."

Liu Yidao snorted coldly: "Impossible! With Brother Su's talent, he has the swords of the entire sword forest at his disposal, how can he not be recognized by them!"

Zhou Quanwu seemed to be sure that his own statement was correct, and said disdainfully: "Then you explain why he turned the mouth of the scabbard to the sword and the latter ran away? This is not disgust or unwillingness to sheath it, it can also be What?"

"Introduce...me..."

Liu Yidao was a little hesitant. Even Chang Xinqing had never seen this situation, so how could he know what was going on.

As if to confirm Zhou Quanwu's words, as Su Han walked deeper into the sword forest, flying swords kept approaching and then kept flying away.

The more times he did it, some people gradually believed Zhou Quanwu's words and secretly felt sorry for Su Han.

"If you hunt eagles all year round, you will eventually get pecked out of your eyes by the eagle."

"It's true, how can it be such a blockbuster every time?"

"There are times when geniuses and monsters make people laugh, haha..."

"..."

The mood of the immortal sects outside the Sword Forest changed from anticipation to teasing.

Human beings are unlikely to express heartfelt blessings for others' excellence. Even if they are decent on the surface, they will inevitably feel jealous in private and secretly hope that the other person will fail.

Seeing Su Han "deflated" at this time, they all felt a little gloating in their hearts.

Not to mention the disciples of the Qing Chi Sword Sect, let alone how refreshed they were.

Xu Lele and Chang Xinqing, the two people with the highest cultivation level in the field, felt that things were not that simple because Su Han's expression was too calm.

Others may not know, but as a person in authority, how could Su Han not know what happened.

He looked calmly as he watched the flying swords come and go without stopping.

The reason why the swords that came here flew away was indeed because of the scabbards.

But it's not because of "dislike". On the contrary, they feel that they are not worthy of this scabbard.

When the first sword passed the blessing of the spirit-infusing formation, Su Han vaguely felt the meaning of "ashamed" coming from it before it flew away.

Each subsequent sword of good quality came and flew away with the same meaning as the first sword.

They really wanted to leave with Su Han, but they didn't dare to enter the sheath in his hand.

This surprised him very much.

The master's sword seems to be so powerful that it can make these swords dare not sheath or "offend".

He walked forward step by step, with some expectations in his heart.

Later, he raised the scabbard to reject the flying swords that came to him from time to time - thank you for your kindness, but you see, this is the sword I am looking for.

Many Feijian expressed their regrets and then left.

As he went deeper and deeper, the call from the depths of the sword forest became more and more obvious.

But the Immortal Sects outside the Sword Forest already sympathized with him.

"How many times will Su Han have to be rejected before he is willing to give up and leave the Sword Forest?"

"Yes, if it were me, I would be ashamed of myself."

"Really, if you didn't come out earlier, why are you still disturbing other people asking for swords?"

"..."

The accusations were endless, and Chen Chuyao and others looked worried. They were led by Xu Lele and stopped in mid-air. They watched Su Han's figure cross the central area of ​​​​Jianlin and began to walk towards the inner area.

Outside the sword forest, the elders and disciples of the Qing Chi Sword Sect shouted softly in unison: "He actually walked into the depths of the sword forest!"

"With his level, how could he possibly do it?!"

They looked at Su Han in surprise.

In the depths of the Sword Forest, not to mention the Fourth Realm, even the Sixth Realm will feel uncomfortable if you stay there for a long time. Although it is not life-threatening, you will still want to escape as soon as possible.

But Su Han's face remained unchanged and his steps were steady.

Although Zhou Quanwu and others were surprised, they couldn't help but said: "It doesn't matter if you go deeper, and you can't take the sword with you. Perhaps it is because of this that they keep walking inside, wanting to show off their strength and save some embarrassment." situation."

Looking at his figure, Chen Chuyao couldn't help but ask Xu Lele: "Master, will the young master get the sword?"

"Yes. He's not here to ask for a sword, he's here to get a sword. I believe he is." Xu Lele knew that the scabbard in his hand was left behind by his master, and she absolutely believed that he would find the master's sword and bring it back.

After Su Han walked into the inner area, he found that there were fewer and fewer swords here, but the sword intent had increased exponentially.

Under the subtle influence, even the bare trees were dyed a little silvery gray, exuding a sense of gold and iron, as well as a hint of sword intent.

If the branches here are pulled out, they can be used as swords.

If it were an ordinary practitioner of the Four Realms, he would probably vomit blood under the pressure of the sword the moment he stepped in.

Su Han thought silently, and when he saw a sword flying towards him, he raised the scabbard as usual to refuse.

But he was surprised to find that the sword did not fly away, but tried to get into the sheath!

Outside the sword forest, the elder of the Qing Chi Sword Sect said in surprise: "This is the sword of the previous sect leader! It is a magic weapon!"

"Magic weapon?! Is there really a magic weapon appearing?"

"And instead of flying away, it's trying to get sheathed!"

"..."

There was another wave of surprise among everyone.

The magic weapon exuded an unconvinced mood. The tip of the sword was pointed at the mouth of Su Han's scabbard, and he was squeezing himself in bit by bit.

then--

With a "clang" sound, the sword was directly bounced away, spinning in circles in the air and retreating continuously.

It stopped its sword and charged forward again, refusing to admit defeat.

Still, only the tip of the sword penetrated a little, and then it was bounced away with a clang.

After doing this several times, the magic soldier "snorted" and left.

"Well, what's going on here?"

"Did I read that correctly? A divine weapon wanted to be sheathed, but the scabbard refused it?"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion.

Chang Xinqing finally determined what happened, exhaled softly, and said calmly: "Since he entered the sword forest, the swords that have come and gone are not disapproving of him, but the scabbard in his hand has been ...I don’t know how powerful the sword was, but it was so powerful that these swords were dwarfed by comparison. I didn’t dare to put it into the sheath, so I flew away again.”

Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar.

Zhou Quanwu and other disciples were even more stunned and asked in disbelief: "How is it possible that even the divine weapon cannot be sheathed?"

Chang Xinqing shook his head and said: "I can only say that the scabbard in his hand is by no means simple."

The Immortal Sect looked at the scabbard tightly wrapped in black cloth with great interest, "No wonder it's so mysterious, there really are a few brushes."

Chang Xinqing murmured: "It's just that he didn't even take away the magic weapon. So what sword is he looking for?"

This is not only his question, but also the question of everyone in the field.

Su Han's goal seemed very clear. As soon as he entered the sword forest, he was walking somewhere purposefully.

At this time, another magic weapon appeared.

"This is the second one! This is still the sword of the sect master!"

But still, it tried to put it into the sheath, but only the tip of the sword got into it a little, and then it was bounced away.

Then, the third, fourth, fifth... No. 12!Many magic soldiers are coming one after another!

Everyone was silent!

They had never seen many magic weapons in their lives, but now they saw twelve in a row!

The background of Qing Chi Sword Sect is indeed unfathomable.

And most importantly, these twelve magic weapons all tried to be sheathed, but without exception, they all failed!
They were beyond shocked.

Just give them a handful of these magic weapons and they can revitalize their sect.

But Su Xuan didn't even look down on him? !

It's really a drought, a drought, a flood, a flood!
Su Han rejected all the magic weapons and continued to the deepest part of the sword forest.

Here, the number of swords is very rare. There are only a few mottled ancient swords stuck on the ground. The superb sword intent overflowing from these few swords is like substance.

Standing in front of them, it seemed that they were facing countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"What kind of swords are those? They are so terrifying!" The immortal sects were extremely surprised.

An elder explained: "These are the most lethal swords since the founding of our sect. Each one has been baptized by many waves of demons and is stained with the blood of countless demon cultivators."

"Then Su Han stopped in front of one of the swords! Is his target one of them?!"

Everyone was extremely surprised. Su Han finally stopped and looked at the ground under one of the killing swords.

And it was on the top of the Sect Leader Peak, several sword peaks away from Mojian Peak.

In fact, Immortal Ling Heng had been watching from across the mountain since Su Han entered the sword forest, silently paying attention to his every move.

Seeing him stop at this time, his eyes were full of infinite expectation.

(End of this chapter)