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Seven years later.

The sword blade, which is usually deserted, has also ushered in the busiest time in a hundred years.

At the foot of the mountain, there are crowds of people, hustle and bustle, and heavy traffic.

Today is the once-in-a-century examination for recruiting disciples at the Tianguang Holy Land.

For the people thousands of miles around, this is a highly anticipated event.

The Tianguang Holy Land has a long heritage and profound cultural heritage, and is even ruled by a god.

Moreover, ever since Chu Junyin went out to fight in the void, this place can be said to be almost the best holy land for sword cultivation in the entire Mingguang Realm.

Therefore, the examination for recruiting disciples held every hundred years attracts young talents from all over the world.

There were even sword cultivators from other large families who came here from thousands of miles away.

Thousands of years ago, the Tianguang Holy Land was severely damaged by a catastrophe.
However, the inheritance of the holy land was not cut off, but the number of disciples decreased sharply.

In order to continue the inheritance of the holy land, Chu Junyin had to adjust his strategy for recruiting disciples and became more relaxed in recruiting disciples.

Thanks to this, many people from the surrounding area and disciples from small sects came to try it.

For a moment, young people from all sides rushed towards the sword like a tide.

However, although the Tianguang Holy Land has relaxed the conditions, it is still not easy to become a disciple.

The first requirement is to have a talent for cultivation and to have cultivation below the fourth realm.

Tianguang Holy Land allows people to become apprentices with their skills, but they do not need to enter the sect.

In addition to talent, the Tianguang Holy Land also has strict age restrictions, requiring that disciples who come to take the test must be under the age of twenty.

After all, the holy land is mainly focused on training sword cultivators, and the younger they are, the purer their minds will be.

As for sword cultivation, what matters is a pure heart.

Finally, there is the talent for kendo.

Although the requirements for becoming a disciple seem simple, they have stumped countless young people who have tried over the past thousand years.

These four conditions are indispensable and it is not easy to meet them all at the same time.

Because of this, over the past thousand years,

The number of disciples that Tianguang Holy Land recruits every hundred years is extremely small, almost less than twenty.

At this time, there was a stone tablet placed in the venue, which was used to measure one's physique and age.

Every young person who comes to take the test needs to put his hand on the stone tablet.

Afterwards, the quality of one's bones and age will be clearly shown on it.

In this bustling venue, everyone's eyes followed the appearance of each examinee.

When it was Nie Jian's turn, he walked out of the crowd slowly.

His expression was as calm as water, without the slightest trace of tension or panic.

After all, his divine body of creation has already solidified. If he is not a Heavenly Sovereign, no one else will be able to tell his age.

He can hide his cultivation.

As for talent, he can create it at will.

Nie Jian thought that he had changed his bone age to that of a sixteen-year-old, with an excellent physique for practicing Taoism.

A moment later, the same result was displayed.

The three rays of light represent that his current talent is in the third realm, although all of them can lead to enlightenment.

Purple represents that his aptitude for cultivation is extremely outstanding and he has the potential to reach the divine realm.

This is the limit of what this stone tablet can show.

As for age, it is displayed in words, which perfectly meets the requirements of the Tianguang Holy Land.

Seeing this, the people around couldn't help but look at him with admiration and envy.

After all, there are only a few people with such purple talent every hundred years, so entering the holy land is almost a foregone conclusion.

Even if you don't have a talent for kendo, you will be admitted as an exception.

After all, a holy land is not just about swordsmanship.

Next, it is to assess one’s kendo talent.

This test is also simple.
In the center of the examination venue, there stood a huge stone with a sword mark carved on it.

Every examinee must comprehend the sword intent contained in this sword mark.

Then he expressed his understanding of the sword mark through a sword.

The talent is determined by the sword marks left.

"This boy has extraordinary aptitude and his age also meets the requirements. Let's see how he comprehends the way of the sword."

Looking at the purple light on the stone tablet, an elder's eyes were full of satisfaction.

Afterwards, Niejian came to the huge rock with sword marks on it in the middle of the field.

The huge rock in front of me was several feet high. Although the erosion of time had left traces on its surface,
But the sword mark is still clear and eye-catching.

There is a faint sword energy emanating from the sword marks. Although time has passed, the sword intent seems to still be flowing.

When Nie Jian saw the sword mark, he couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in his heart.

This sword mark was left when he was twenty years old.

At that time, he was in the prime of his life, only twenty years old.
At that time, he had already understood the meaning of sword, and his cultivation was about to achieve the level of Yangshen Zhenjun.

However, as time goes by, and after countless storms and tribulations,
When I see this sword mark again now, everything has changed.

Many young people came forward one after another, some closed their eyes and concentrated, while others frowned and thought hard, trying to comprehend the sword meaning from the sword mark.

To them, this sword mark was like an obscure and difficult-to-understand book.

When it was Nie Jian's turn, he was not at all anxious, but slowly sat down cross-legged with an expression as calm as water.

To others, he looked no different from other young practitioners.

But no one knows that this sword mark has a completely different meaning for the evil sword.

Beneath his calm appearance, his heart was already in turmoil.

At this moment, many memories flooded into my mind.

After a moment, he stood up and picked up the sword beside him.

The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, a familiar feeling came over him.

It was as if the sword was an extension of his body, connected to his mind.

Although the Yuan Sword Force was powerful, it was also contrary to the sword path he had practiced before.

Now holding the sword in his hand, it reminded him of his youth.

An elder stroked his beard and whispered, "It all depends on whether this young man can comprehend something from this sword mark."

Another elder nodded slightly: "Let's see how he performs. This sword mark contains the Saint Lord's profound swordsmanship. How much one can comprehend depends on each person's opportunity."

Hearing the words of this elder, the elder next to him nodded slightly in agreement.

Nie Jian pretended to take a deep breath, and then the aura around him suddenly changed.
The long sword in his hand made a sword flower, and then he slashed out fiercely.

His movements were clean and neat, without any drag.

A sharp sword energy, carrying tremendous power, rushed towards the boulder like a dragon emerging from the sea. "Boom!" With a loud noise, the boulder shook.

Just by looking at the sword light, many elders already knew that this young man had almost completely comprehended the sword intent on the sword mark.

"Good!" An elder couldn't help but cheer, "Such sword intent! It is truly rare in my life!"

"Yes, with such talent in swordsmanship, he will surely shine in swordsmanship in the future." Another elder also looked delighted.

In this examination field, everyone's attention was attracted by Nie Jian's sharp sword.

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, everyone could see the sword marks on the boulder.

The elders were stunned at first, and then the expressions on their faces froze instantly.

They opened their eyes wide, full of disbelief.

Because this sword almost completely revealed the essence of the sword mark.

From the direction of the sword marks to the sword energy, from the technique of exerting force to the communication of sword intent, they are almost exactly the same.

Even from the appearance of this sword mark, it is the same as the one that made people realize it.

This gave them only one feeling, and that was perfection!
Among these elders, many have gone through a long period of time and witnessed the rise and fall of the Tianguang Holy Land.

Naturally, they were well aware of Lord Aurora's swordsmanship style.

After seeing this sword, some elders
They even felt that the charm, momentum, and even every subtle movement of this sword were exactly the same as the Aurora Lord in their memory.

The familiar feeling came over them, and they couldn't help but have an illusion.
It was as if the one standing before them was the Holy Lord himself.

The young people who were waiting for the test in the back were shocked when they saw the result of the sword.

The expression on his face froze instantly, replaced by full of disbelief.

They clearly remembered the sword mark that they had just carefully comprehended, and every detail was deeply imprinted in their minds.

At this moment, the sword marks left by the evil sword on the boulder,
Whether in terms of angle, size, or depth, it is exactly the same as the sword mark.

The elders exchanged glances with each other at this moment.

The elder who was passing on the skills could no longer suppress his excitement. He looked at the evil sword with burning eyes and announced in a loud voice: "

"Comprehension, superb!"

This sudden "superb" evaluation caused an uproar among the monks waiting for the assessment nearby.

After all, from the ninth level to the first level of enlightenment, only the seventh level is needed to enter the Holy Land of Heavenly Light.

However, this "super product" is like a fairy tale to them, something they have never heard of.

Amidst the uproar, a young disciple could not help but stand up and said, "I don't accept it!"

A law enforcement disciple who was there laughed and said, "I'm not dissatisfied."

The man continued, "I have been learning sword since I was three years old, and I realized the meaning of sword at the age of seven, but now I am only a second-grade swordsman. How can he be a higher-grade swordsman?"

"I can't cut it with his sword."

Just as the law enforcement disciple was about to open his mouth to respond, an elder spoke first.

As soon as these words came out, the young disciple's heart was shocked.

He was still unconvinced and was about to continue arguing.

But when he heard the elder's words, he was struck by lightning.

After all, the elder who said this was a great and powerful person;
In this Tianguang Holy Land, although there are elders and the Holy Lord above him, if he is placed outside, he is enough to become the leader of a sect.

Moreover, after the Venerable has ignited the divine fire, he can use incense as food, and he can also begin to comprehend the great Dao, condense the rhyme of Dao, and step into the door of swordsmanship.

Now that such a person has spoken, the young monk who raised the objection can only lower his head in disappointment.

At this time, the elder walked up to the sword, and said with a rare gentleness in his tone: "My name is Yuanfeng, and I entered the Dao with the sword. I wonder if you are willing to take me as your master."

He stared at the evil sword closely, his eyes revealing extreme admiration.

As soon as Elder Yuan Feng finished speaking, an angry shout came from the crowd.

I saw another elder, his face flushed with anger and his eyes wide open.

He ignored his usual status and dignity and cursed loudly:

"How dare you, old fellow, snatch my disciple from me?"

After that, the elder also shouted loudly: "My name is Suifeng, and my master is a sword cultivator in the divine realm. If you are willing to worship me as your master, I can ask my master to personally instruct you."

He emphasized the identity of his master. After all, the sword cultivators in the Divine Realm were the top combat forces in the entire Mingguang Realm.

"If you are willing to take me as your master, I can ask the master to teach you personally."

The elder immediately offered a very tempting condition.

After all, personal instruction from a divine swordsman is a dream come true for any swordsman who aspires to achieve something in the way of the sword.

As Elder Yuanfeng and Elder Suifeng started to fight for the evil sword, it seemed to trigger some kind of chain reaction.
Several elders could not contain their excitement and came down to join the fierce competition for disciples.

There were even elders who directly offered benefits to Nie Jian in order to get him to become their disciple.

In their opinion, this extraordinary talent in swordsmanship can be said to be against the will of heaven.

For these elders with unique vision, they have been struggling for many years.
Having seen countless young sword-cultivators, he has extremely high standards for judging talent.

The extraordinary talent in swordsmanship displayed by Niejian was beyond their imagination.

In their opinion, such talent is hard to come by once in a thousand years, or even once in ten thousand years.

In addition, the spiritual roots just tested were also excellent, resulting in almost no bottlenecks before the Divine Realm.

Taking all the above factors into consideration, the evil sword has undoubtedly become an extremely tempting "hot commodity" in the eyes of many elders.

Nie Jian stood there quietly, watching the elders in front of him using various means to fight for him, and a complex emotion arose in his heart.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the past, to the glorious era when he ruled the holy land.

But now, time has passed and I have returned here with a completely new identity, only to be faced with such an unexpected scene.

His gaze lingered on several elders for a moment. From their slightly unfamiliar faces and temperament, Nie Jian guessed that they might have just joined the Holy Land.

However, when his eyes fell on those familiar faces, the emotion in his heart became stronger.

Most of these elders had already existed when he had been in charge of the holy land.

Faced with these familiar faces, Nie Jian's hateful heart couldn't help but soften a little.

Just as the elders were fighting for their position, there was a sudden ethereal sound in the air.

"You don't need to argue anymore. With your cultivation and swordsmanship, I'm afraid you will only mislead the young people."

These words were harsh, but the expressions of the many elders present changed at this moment.

But no one dared to refute at this moment. After all, the person who said this was a second-generation disciple named Fuyun, a great monk who had attained the level of a Venerable through the way of the sword.

Although Fuyun's cultivation was at the same level as the elders present,

But she has a natural sword body, an extremely rare and powerful physique that is born for swordsmanship.

Not only that, her comprehension has reached the first level, which means that her understanding of the way of the sword can advance by leaps and bounds.

With such talent, he can be said to be a natural swordsman.

More importantly, he is the sword boy of the Holy Lord’s wife.

Her words naturally represented the Holy Lord's wife's opinion.

As expected, Fuyun continued, "This boy has amazing comprehension. Madam has already taken a liking to him and will personally accept him as her disciple." (End of this chapter)