Demon change the world

Chapter 354 Punishment of the sea, Heng Jing, the emperor in the sword, glory
Cai Yushu felt her heart beating wildly, her cheeks were hot, and her back began to sweat.

My experience during this period of time can no longer be explained by the word "lucky".

The luck of other people is nothing more than winning the first prize in the lottery and making millions of windfalls from the sky. It is amazing. Going one step further, when speculating on elite assets, they chose the most correct path and made hundreds of millions or even tens of billions of riches.

But those belong to the category of ordinary human beings after all.

No matter how much money you earn, you will not be able to enjoy anything when you are old and physically exhausted.

Wealth loses its meaning after death.

But what about her now?
If you are directly picked by an immortal, you can become a disciple of the sect of cultivating immortals!

What is this concept?
longevity!Not old!don't die!

Three large characters shining with golden light instantly appeared in Cai Yushu's mind.

"I...I want to!"

She stammered the response.

Cai Yushu also wants to behave better.

But the emotional fluctuations in my heart are so strong that I can't help myself.

You know, she has read a lot of novels about comprehension and fairy tales in ancient costumes. Those male and female protagonists joined the sect of cultivating immortals, practiced hard, and tried their best to improve their cultivation. , to achieve their ultimate goal - ascension!
But now, if Cai Yushu can really enter the Xuanhe Sword Sect...

That means that her fellow brothers and sisters are all "immortals" in the true sense after ascension, rather than the honorific and fictitious title "immortal elder" of ordinary people in the traditional sense.

"you are wrong."

Yan Anqing seemed to be able to defeat Cai Yushu's thoughts.

He turned his face, stroked the fairy sword suspended in the air, and said softly: "Heng Jing, you explain."

After finishing speaking, the old man in ancient costume who had talked to Ning Hongcai before saluted him, and looked at Cai Yushu with a serious face: "Except for the genius of Jianshou Tianzong, whose strength is so high that it cannot be estimated by the conventional realm, we are waiting for you. The strength ranks of the River Sword Sect, from low to high, are..."

"Swordsman, swordsman, swordsman, swordsman, titled swordsman."

"Swordsman, it roughly corresponds to the level from the beginning of the fourth level to the peak level of the fourth level on your side."

"Under normal circumstances, only when you reach the level of the Titled Sword Master can you reach the minimum level of ascension."

"My Xuanhe Sword Sect once had 17 sword cultivators. After the battle of Heavenly Tribulation, the faction soared. In the end, only the strongest sword head of Xuanhe, and us, the bottom [-] swordsmen remained."

Speaking of this, Heng Jing paused for a while, and a look of emotion appeared on his well-maintained face: "It's a pity, it's sad, it's a pity...it's admirable!"

Cai Yushu thought about it for a while.

Converted in this way, the title Sword Master, maybe, roughly, seems to be equivalent to...

Eighth order? !
I don't know if there is any strength to fight against the ruler?

"Then, from now on, you are my Xuanhe Sword Sect disciple."

As soon as Yan Anqing finished speaking, Cai Yushu realized that the clothes on her body changed rapidly as if they were alive, and turned into an old-fashioned dark red gown!
In his hand, there is also an antique, pure blue long sword with a fairy air.

This sword is like flowing water, refracting colorful rays of light.

It is a pure liquid fairy sword, and even the handle is like aggregated water.

However, holding it, Cai Yushu felt like she was holding an ocean, which was extremely heavy, but at the same time endowed herself with billions of tons of divine power.

"This sword is called [Punishment Sea]."

Yan Anqing said in a calm tone: "It is a senior's beloved sword in the sect more than 7000 years ago, and it is a divine object."

"After the senior failed to cross the tribulation twice, his soul was broken and disappeared, and it lost its owner."

"Now, I present it to you."

"Do not let me down."

Crossing the Tribulation, 7000 years ago...

After turning these key words in Cai Yushu's mind twice, her eyes widened slightly.

Cai Yushu stroked the Punishing Sea Immortal Sword with joy in her heart.

Without raising her head, she could feel that countless fiery gazes were focusing on what she and Yan Jianshou thought were "little gifts for getting started".

Perhaps in Yan Jianshou's eyes, the natal flying sword of the Transcending Tribulation Immortal is not worth mentioning.

Today's people are better than ancient people.

The senior failed to cross the catastrophe, but Yan Jianshou was able to lead 3000 people to break the catastrophe and ascend together!
Sit down!

Therefore, in the eyes of all people and groups on the earth, something that is extremely precious may be the same thing to Yan Jianshou.

and many more!

Cai Yushu suddenly realized a serious problem!

The more precious the gift, does it mean that the entrance examination is more difficult?

"Assessment?"

Yan Anqing looked at her with a half-smile: "Xuanhe Sword Sect, 5000 years ago, after entering Xuanhuang Ninth University, there was no such thing."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Cai Yushu felt that the Immortal Punishment Sword in her hand shrank a little and became more docile.

it……

I'm afraid of this Yan Jianshou!
Cai Yushu is a smart girl with her own thoughts.

She likes to think.

So Cai Yushu quickly realized that Yan Jianshou in front of her seemed to be different from the sword users she knew.

She once saw a sentence in a certain game and liked it very much.

"I love swords all my life, extreme swords, crazy swords, one sword flows clouds, and ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Cai Yushu has always believed that only with such an existence can it be possible to reach the pinnacle of kendo!
Although this kind of thinking is very second-guessing, and she will never tell anyone, it is indeed her true inner thoughts.

Yan Jianshou in front of him is obviously not a person who loves swords.

He is an absolute, domineering master.

He himself may be a peerless sword!
The emperor in the sword, the head of ten thousand swords!
"Your spiritual talent is very high."

Yan Anqing suddenly said: "This is a good thing, but also a bad thing."

"In the future, if you have questions, find more fellow students, and there will be brothers and sisters who will answer your questions for you."

"As for the necessity of the entrance examination that you are wondering about?"

"There's no need for that."

"Take you as an example."

"The talent has been revealed, and the character has been checked, do I still need to do something special?"

"Actually, moral character can be cultivated, and will can also be honed."

"My Xuanhe Sword Sect only emphasizes the word 'eye edge'."

Cai Yushu was dumbfounded.

Not far away, Ning Hongcai, who had been caressing Xuanhuang Tongzhi jade pendant, asked cautiously: "Where is the spiritual root? Isn't the spiritual root important?"

In the novels he has read, spiritual roots are the most important thing.

Even if it is the protagonist of the trash, it is not that he has no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate at all. After all, he can upgrade from low to high, little by little.

But the spiritual root in the real world, if you have it, you have it, and if you don’t have it, you don’t have it. Unless you are a transcendent, you will put in thousands of times of effort to practice "Aolong Neijing", and the results of your cultivation will always be zero!

Hearing this, a female sword cultivator suddenly laughed lightly, and said, "Spiritual root talent? Only third-rate sects value that kind of thing."

"Even if you are born crippled, you have the veins of the Nine Absolutes, the bones of the withered ghost, the holes in the Dry Lake..."

"As long as you join my Xuanhe Sword Sect, you can practice like a normal sword cultivator!"

From her words, both Ning Hongcai and Cai Yushu felt confident and proud.

That strong sense of collective honor cannot be faked.

(End of this chapter)