A Niang said to be careful of those fairies!

"Brother, sister, elder, I'm here to register." Lin Xuan became respectful, and the most powerful female cultivator in the first seat nodded.

"You should register with the deacons, and then find a place to wait. There are still two days before the Holy Sword Mountain Cave Heaven opens." She opened her thin lips and told Yu Linxuan the next steps.

Ten deacon disciples jointly carried out the registration task. Lin Xuan randomly found a senior sister who was wearing a blue and white aqua dress to register. She had a cherry lipstick on, which was very bright.

"Oh, the Palace Master's disciple, Fellow Daoist Lin is very powerful." Her beautiful eyes lit up, but her hands moved quickly, and she quickly registered Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan nodded, then turned and left the room. The senior sister wanted to call him, but when she thought of the elders watching here, she gave up the idea and sent him away with a gloomy look.

It's not that she was unfaithful or anything, it's just that the Palace Master had never accepted a disciple. Now she met a quiet disciple, who might be the Palace Master's first disciple. She wanted to make friends with him, but she was afraid that there was no chance at the moment.

After walking out of the wooden house, Lin Xuan looked around. There were vague traces of something unusual hundreds of feet or even miles away. Before the Holy Sword Mountain was opened, the sword cultivators who had gathered there did not want to make a public oath.

He shook his head, flew up into the sky, broke through the tree canopy, and arrived directly at the mountain range beside Changyuan. He dug a hole and stayed in it. He didn't want to be too conspicuous before the Holy Sword Mountain was truly opened.

Soon, the fox brothers and sisters also came to the wooden house. Su Anxiu was in a bad mood. It was with great difficulty that he finally got rid of the remaining sword intent on his arm. Without the sword intent attached, the sword wound on his arm disappeared soon.

She practiced swordsmanship and honed her sword intent, and therefore liked to exchange moves with powerful sword masters. She had gone very far in the field of sword intent. Otherwise, she would not have dared to take the initiative to attack Lin Xuan. Having said that, if her sword intent realm was not strong enough, she would have been killed by Lin Xuan with two swords.

But she was not too scared because she had restrictions on her body and her good brother was watching over her, so she would not be hacked to death.

"That guy must have left long ago. I'll settle the score with you after we get into Holy Sword Mountain!" After walking out of the wooden house, Su Anxiu touched her small nose, walked away with Su Liangye, and found another place to wait for the cave to open.

She now behaves very well in front of Su Liangye, but she is secretly criticizing Lin Xuan. She has reached the twelfth level in the three realms of spirit, energy and soul, and her realm is extremely high. Her sword realm is also very high. She calls herself a genius. Today, she followed her brother out of the clan for the first time, but suffered a crushing defeat. Therefore, she deeply remembered the defeat.

If her brother hadn't come to her aid in time, she would definitely not have died, but she would not have just suffered minor injuries. She would most likely have been seriously injured and missed this great opportunity.

When she thought of the sword intent that seemed ordinary but contained some kind of extremely domineering charm, she became extremely uncomfortable. Her two furry tails trembled subconsciously, and then she felt very dissatisfied. She was a genius, so how could she be injured by two swords?

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During the two days, people came and went outside the wooden house, but the surrounding area was always silent. Only the masters could feel that there were more and more traces of powerful anomalies, until the cave in the Holy Sword Mountain was opened, and a brilliant and beautiful spell shot up into the sky, exploding into gorgeous fireworks.

In front of the wooden house, eleven powerful monks wearing the emblem of Xuannv Palace walked out. They had already completed the registration work, and the next step was to open the entrance to Holy Sword Mountain.

It is true that the status of Holy Sword Mountain is lower than that of ordinary secret realms and the Xuanhe Realm itself, but the way to enter is almost the same as those secret realms. All of them are entered by teleportation array. The monks who came to register in the past few days have received a special token for teleportation.

The inside of this token is engraved with the magic pattern of the induction teleportation array, which can be used to enter and exit. After a round trip, the magic pattern inside will be automatically destroyed.

"It's definitely here, let's set up the formation!" No more elders from the Xuannv Palace showed up, they were all sitting in secret and taking charge of the overall situation. The female elder Jindan who was in charge of registration in the wooden house sensed it carefully, and strong fluctuations emerged from the misty and empty place. This time, the entrance to the Holy Sword Mountain did appear nearby.

Half a cup of tea later, thousands of people appeared silently in the forest. Although they all restrained their breathing, the atmosphere was still frighteningly depressing.

Yes, thousands of cultivators from various realms, who specialize in practicing sword skills, are enough to cut through many major forces below the holy places in Xuanhe Realm. Those who do not have a strong heart of Taoism cannot even sneak into this team.

Elder Jindan looked at those who practiced sword arts and said, "Everyone, the exit of Holy Sword Mountain will remain closed for a month. You should get out after a month. Otherwise, it will be troublesome if you are locked up in there for hundreds of years."

Holy Sword Mountain is a special cave that is not controlled by Xuannv Palace. It lasts for one month each time and closes on time, and is not under human control.

The sword cultivators understood the rules of Holy Sword Mountain and responded in unison: "Don't worry, fellow Daoist/senior, we cherish our lives."

Even without the elders' special reminders, they would obediently come out within the specified time. The Holy Sword Mountain Cave Heaven is a desolate place where immortality does not exist. They would definitely not feel good if they were locked up in there for hundreds of years. No one dares to joke with their own path or even their life.

After the Jindan stage elder gave his approval, the gathered sword practitioners were teleported into the Holy Sword Mountain Cave Heaven one by one to pursue their own opportunities in the sword path.

In a corner, Su Xiu'an looked around, and after not finding Lin Xuan for a while, he sulked secretly and stamped his feet twice. Finally, at the urging of Su Liangye, he activated the token, and after a burst of light, they were all teleported into that otherworldly place.

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There were duplications, confusions and other issues in the pictures from Chapter 67 to Chapter 69. I found the backup and modified them. I'm sorry everyone!

Chapter 88: Sword Buried Wasteland; Holy Sword Mountain

There are no clouds, no moon, and no sun. The sky is empty and bare, illuminated by an unknown light source. It is daytime all year round. Apart from the spiritual energy, there are no native creatures living here.

Gradually, there were flashes of light in the outer areas of the whole world, and then extraordinary figures walked out one after another. Those who were close only glanced at each other lightly, and then chose a direction to leave.

Young men full of vigor and vitality, and old men with aging tendencies, all have clear goals. Generally, they are divided into several large areas, and people keep gathering there.

The sky above the Holy Sword Mountain was not as calm as it seemed on the surface. Many people were teleported to the sky. In the northwest corner, thousands of feet high in the sky, the light of the magic circle flashed several times and spit out a tall young man.

Puff! The sky above Holy Sword Mountain was filled with strong winds that could cut through iron like mud. When Lin Xuan was teleported to high altitude, he subconsciously stabilized his body instantly, but he was still blown to and fro by the strong wind, and his sleeves rustled.

The strong wind here is visible but intangible, difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Only cultivators with enhanced eyesight and perception can detect it. It is silent and if an ordinary small demon beast at the third or fourth level of Qi Refining or a human cultivator accidentally comes here, they will be torn into pieces in an instant, and their bones will not be able to withstand it for long.

"Fortunately, I am a great cultivator in the Yongquan period, and my body refining realm is extremely high." Lin Xuan murmured to himself. In half a breath, he overcame the interference of the strong wind, burst out at high speed towards the ground, and landed steadily after dozens of breaths.

Just now, with a casual glance in the sky, I caught a glimpse of a corner of the Holy Sword Mountain Cave Heaven. This cave heaven is said to be lower in status than the secret realm and the big world, but its size is not much different. A quick glance can roughly tell that it covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, which is much larger than those large secret realms recorded in the sect's secret realm list.

As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the farther you can see. He took advantage of the fact that he was thousands of feet in the sky and saw that there was an extremely tall mountain in the center of the Holy Sword Mountain Cave. At a glance, it was thousands of feet high. No matter the physique of humans or some majestic beasts, they were as small as sand in front of it.

Apart from that majestic mountain, the rest of the land is bare plains, filled with all kinds of broken swords, some of which are rotten, while others still glow with a chilling light. Those old swordsmen who followed in this time wanted to bury their swords and their ways in this holy land of swordsmanship, right?

"That mountain is the origin of the name of the Holy Sword Mountain Cave. Is it the Holy Sword Mountain?" Lin Xuan's mood was disturbed. The highest mountain in the territory of the Xuannv Palace mountain gate is much lower than the Holy Sword Mountain.

"And there is this sword burial wasteland. There is nothing else except various broken soldiers and sword tombs." He looked around and saw two or three mounds of earth several feet away. There was at least one broken sword embedded on top of each mound. A desolate smell filled his nose.

Most of those sword soldiers still emitted a trace of precious light. One or two broken swords might not be a big deal, but when hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of them gathered in one place, one would be confronted with a sad and nameless will. Lin Xuan's eyes changed and he took two steps back.

"Among the sword soldiers buried in this place, how many accompanied their master to the end, and how many were buried by their master himself?" Lin Xuan frowned. The Sword Burial Wasteland was desolate and sad, not suitable for practicing sword intent. It seemed that his real opportunity was only at the Holy Sword Mountain.

"My wife said that Holy Sword Mountain itself is a special mountain. It records the sword wills of powerful sword cultivators throughout the ages. I can use my sword will to remotely resonate with the wills of those sword predecessors. I can use the stones of others to sharpen my own jade and borrow the sword wills of the sword predecessors as a whetstone to quickly refine and strengthen my own sword cultivation."

"Moreover, there are many powerful and even ultimate swords hidden on the Holy Sword Mountain, waiting for the right person. These swords are different from the dead swordsmen in the Sword Burial Wasteland. They were left there intentionally by some great sword masters. There is even a spirit in the Holy Sword Mountain that collects those ownerless swords." He murmured the information that Chang He told him, and his pace was not slow. He fled to the Holy Sword Mountain at a low altitude at a speed of hundreds of feet with every breath.

There are too many sword graves in the Sword Burial Wasteland, with densely packed broken swords stuck on the ground. In order to avoid trouble, he flew directly at a low altitude.

The old sword cultivators who wanted to bury their sword art only accounted for a small part of the thousands of people. Most of them came to fight for their own sword art opportunities. Therefore, on the way to Holy Sword Mountain, he met a lot of sword cultivators.

There are heroic female sword immortals, elegant and erratic male sword immortals, and also sword cultivators with swords on their backs and flamboyant personalities. Their eyes are sharp and integrated into their every move. As long as you have a little knowledge, you can tell at a glance that they are the kind of people who practice swordsmanship.

On the way, some people wanted to talk to fellow sword practitioners, and Lin Xuan was also noticed, but he had no intention of dealing with others. It would not be too late to resolve any issues on the Holy Sword Mountain.

The swordsman who originally wanted to take the initiative to get closer to Lin Xuan, pinched his nose in silence after seeing him running away without making any sound. The swordsman, who was wearing a straw hat and dressed simply like a casual knight, changed direction and went to chat with someone else.

Holy Sword Mountain is thousands of feet high and supported by a vast base, so that when thousands of people climbed up the mountain together, they didn't feel that there were that many people. They climbed the mountain from different directions.

There is only one way up the mountain, which is like a highway to heaven. By the time everyone realized this and changed their place of stay, it was crowded. Thousands of people gathered near the entrance of the highway to heaven at the foot of the mountain.

From the Jindan sword cultivators to the Yongquan swordsmen, Lin Xuan found many people with much stronger auras than himself at a glance. These people had much higher cultivation than himself. There were also dozens of cultivators hiding swords. He only saw a vague outline, which must be a Jindan stage sword cultivator without a doubt.

Thousands of people gathered in one place. It was not yet crowded, but from the perspective of the cultivators' perception, it was almost crowded. Hundreds of feet in front and to the side of Lin Xuan, a young girl opened her eyes wide and stared at him intently.

There were a lot of people here, you looked at me and I looked at you, so he didn't notice the girl's gaze at the first time.

While some people were struggling, dozens of those with the highest cultivation base took the first step. They finally took out their swords and held them in their hands, with their powerful sword intent hidden beneath the calm water surface. Despite this, the sword cultivators around them with lower cultivation bases than them still felt depressed.

One after another, they stood on the avenue that led to heaven, a staircase built up step by step. The highest point of Holy Sword Mountain was seven thousand feet high, with a total of six thousand steps. The height difference between two adjacent steps was more than ten feet, which was much higher than a person, but it was nothing for a cultivator.

Seeing someone take the lead, all the sword practitioners followed suit, holding their most proud swords, and stepped onto the magnificent stairs with sword intent.

Lin Xuan fell behind. With his sharp perception, he discovered that something changed the moment those dozens of sword cultivators with the highest cultivation level stepped onto the stairs.

He looked beyond the steps and at other parts of Holy Sword Mountain, but all he saw was a blurry and distorted scene, so he could barely make out the outlines. The aura of those distorted and blurry places was frightening. It seemed that the avenue was the only way up the mountain. Fortunately, the road was wide enough, and hundreds of people could stand on the same steps without feeling crowded.

So he also took out his sword, wanting to see what that strange thing was.

Chapter 89 You're Really a Dish

"Wait a minute! Lin, Lin Xuan, don't move!" A delicate shout attracted the attention of the cultivators who had not stepped onto the Stairway to Heaven. Jian had nothing to do and continued to prepare to step onto the Avenue to Heaven.

His toes stopped abruptly when they were about to touch the first step, and the deep and surging sword intent also became stagnant. Lin Xuan's face was indifferent, and he turned to look at the girl who called him.

She is cute and slim, but unfortunately she is a bad woman and Lin Xuan has a low tolerance for her.

The number and quality of the fox's tails represent their cultivation and talent. Su Xiu'an has two furry tails with a pleasant smell. She is a fox in the early Yongquan stage, with the potential of the middle twelfth level. She is much weaker than Lin Xuan.

The handsome man standing next to her had three tails behind him. Lin Xuan felt that he was a level better than the girl. He was stronger than his sister and was estimated to be in the late Yongquan stage. The two were in the same group, but Lin Xuan was not too scared. If he couldn't beat him, could he not run away?

"Something?" Lin Xuan tilted his head, not showing any interest in the beautiful girl. He was really annoyed by her sneak attack. He had a life-and-death experience before because of someone's sneak attack.

Although the root cause was that he was too weak at that time, this was different from a sneak attack. If he was killed openly, he would still have a chance to escape, so he hated sneak attacks as it would easily put him in a passive position.

"Something happened! Don't rush to go up the mountain. There is still nearly a month left. Even if someone else gets there first, your opportunity will never be taken away by others." In order to calm Lin Xuan down, Su Xiu'an quickly gave several reasons.

"Why should I listen to you? I don't see any benefits, and what you did is a bit disgusting." Lin Xuan's face was deeply engraved with an expression of disgust, which made Su Xiu'an's pretty face stiffen, and the words were choked at her lips.

Lin Xuan was ready to step onto the stairs again, driving out the spiritual power in the origin of his soul and manifesting it in the form of sword intent. He wanted to see what was so special about this staircase that looked extraordinary at first glance.

"Wait!" Seeing that the other party ignored him, Su Xiu'an became a little anxious. He stomped his feet and chopped off a streak of sword energy.

This streak of light has no sword power, consumes surprisingly little mana, and has low offensive power. Its purpose is to stop Lin Xuan from climbing the mountain.

A streak of sword energy swept past Lin Xuan and hit the second step. The physical strength of a cultivator in the early stage of Yongquan was at least tens of thousands of pounds, and his magic power was of the same weight. Even if only a trace of magic power was used to stimulate an ordinary streak of sword energy, it contained the power to shatter gold and split stone.

Logically speaking, this sword energy could easily penetrate the bluestone steps that were over ten feet high, but it only made a ding sound and was bounced off the steps!

Lin Xuan frowned, turned around and stared at the girl who made the move. The latter swallowed and unconsciously took a half step back, her calves trembling slightly. Seeing this, the handsome man from the Spirit Fox clan covered his eyes speechlessly. He was completely speechless at the girl's embarrassing appearance.

He didn't want to intervene now. As long as the two didn't get into a deeper conflict, he would let the girl figure it out on her own.

Staring into the girl's eyes, releasing the invisible pressure, beads of sweat were about to fall, Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows and said: "Do you want to be chopped by my swordsman again?"

A few days ago, when he broke the sword illusion, he felt that the second sword he handed out hit something and heard the subtle sound of it entering the flesh. There was nothing unusual about the woman's body after she reappeared just a few days later, proving that she had some skills.

At the same time, he looked at Su Liangye and said, "Do you want to compete with me together with your sister?"

Su Liangye quickly shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Brother, you misunderstood. I don't have that idea. It would be better if you were more drastic and taught my naughty sister a lesson."

"Brother! Why are you like this!" Su Xiu'an was struck by lightning when he heard this. He glared at Su Liangye, and was so mad at him that he stepped on his foot without saying a word.

"Is there anything wrong? If not, don't bother me." Lin Xuan was already impatient. This foreign woman was like a lunatic. Could it be that she had a problem after being chopped by him that day? She deserved it. She attacked others wantonly and it was her right to have her brain damaged.

When Lin Xuan thought that Su Xiu'an might be injured by his chopping, he felt inexplicably relaxed. It had nothing to do with beautiful girls or being gentle with women. Even if he destroyed something that didn't suit his taste, it would not touch the softest part of his heart.

Su Xiu'an's eyes were full of resentment. He turned his head and looked at Lin Xuan, as if he wanted to eat him alive. He asked anxiously, "How did you practice? How are you so much better than me?"

She couldn't understand why the elders of the Spirit Fox Clan tested her physique before she embarked on the path to immortality and found that she had one of the best talents in the entire world. She had enjoyed the Spirit Fox Clan's excellent immortal resources since she was a child, which cleansed her body and built a superior foundation. She also had the guidance of the Spirit Fox Clan's great men, who did their best to tap her potential.

Although her Qi Refining Stage unfortunately stopped at the middle stage of the twelfth level, the thirteenth level was rare in itself, and the twelfth level was the top level. What's more, she was even stronger. When she was in the Spirit Fox Clan, she often fought with geniuses of the same level and clan, and she rarely lost.

How come I go out to the outside world, attend a kendo event, randomly choose an opponent and appear to be a peerless master when I attack with swords, but then I suffer a miserable defeat right from the start?

She used all her sword skills, and with the help of her brother, she was still defeated by two swords. There was no other way to describe it except that it was a miserable defeat.

Su Xiu'an was puzzled. Are there so many peerless masters? She offended one the first time she went out. She could sense that Lin Xuan's cultivation was slightly lower than hers, but she was defeated miserably by him. This hurt her Tao heart too much.

"How do you practice? Is there any special way of practice? You just practice normally and go out for experience occasionally, which is no different from my fellow sisters and brothers. I wonder how such a green hand dares to provoke strange monks?" Lin Xuan attacked Su Xiu'an mercilessly and belittled her to an extremely low level.

Su Xiu'an felt as if an arrow had been shot in the heart. Her self-esteem was instantly hurt and she was at a loss. Was she really such a loser? She was a genius, so why was she called a loser?

Lin Xuan shook his head. This woman was really neurotic. Seeing that she was in self-doubt, he ignored her. His sword intent had reached a point where it could not go any further, so he resolutely jumped onto the first step, landed steadily with a leap, and instantly noticed something strange. There was indeed something wrong with the step!

On the other side, Su Xiu'an tugged at Su Liangye's sleeve blankly, and said with tears in her eyes: "Brother, am I really such a wimp?"

Su Liangye nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, you are a complete loser. I told you long ago that you should control your temper and practice self-control. You are being influenced by your unbridled mind, which is not good."

"Ah?" Su Xiu'an's attention was not on the following words. She asked again, "If I'm really weak, then does that mean the Spirit Fox Clan is weak too? There are not many geniuses of my generation who can match me. It turns out that my Spirit Fox Clan is so weak."

"Ahem!" Su Liangye was choked and said quickly, "Don't overthink it. There are still masters in the clan who can beat you. What I want to say is that you must know how to hide your sword. You must know that there are always people who are better than you. An overly flamboyant personality will hurt you sooner or later! Don't be so arrogant after defeating some disciples in the clan. You don't look like a cultivator."

"Oh, brother, you are right. I, I should calm down and practice. I am still a rookie and should practice more. I am not invincible yet." Su Xiu'an was about to cry. He felt that the newly discovered goal was so far away from him.

Chapter 90: Sword Practice on the Stairs

A mysterious and vast consciousness hit his mind, as if he was facing some terrifying existence. He was just standing on the steps, and no powerful existence suddenly jumped out to intimidate him.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and frowned. His aura was shaky and almost dispersed. Fortunately, he had comprehended the sword intent early on in the Qi Refining Stage. After years of cultivation, the sword intent was condensed and pure. Only then was he able to resist the impact of the sword intent coming from the mysterious void.

This was just the first step, but it almost shattered his sword intent. How terrifying would the sword intent represented by the steps above be? Or did the number of steps not simply represent the strength of the sword intent?

Outsiders cannot see it and can only sense it through means such as sword intent and fist intent. Lin Xuan's brows gradually frowned. As soon as he stood on the steps, he felt the pressure of sword intent coming from all directions. The strange and powerful sword intent was scorching, vivid and endless.

He couldn't help but wonder what the source of this level of sword intent was. Was it really just a trace left by the peerless swordsman in the past, which had been preserved through time and space until now, and still displayed unfathomable pressure on ordinary swordsmen?

Or maybe, it was the sacred mountain displaying its divine power. Not only did it record the sword intent of the greatest sword cultivators in history, it also had the energy left to maintain the strength of that sword intent?

No one answered his doubts, and his cultivation was at a low level, so he did not have the strength to explore the mysterious sources of the sacred mountain.

Under the continuous onslaught of sword intent, the two sword intents were in a stalemate. Lin Xuan discovered that after the initial impact, the mysterious sword intent from the source of nothingness automatically weakened a bit to adapt to his current sword intent cultivation.

The confrontation and friction became the whetstone, and his sword intent was the sharpened sword, which became visibly sharper with the naked eye. Just a dozen breaths were equivalent to several days of hard work in tempering the sword intent.

The effect of the first step on the sword's tempering was gradually weakening. When it was completely ineffective, should I step onto the higher steps to continue tempering? Lin Xuan felt that it was not that simple. He planned to feel carefully to see if there was anything special.

There were hundreds of cultivators who had not yet stepped onto the stairs. One after another, they were ready to step onto the stairs. A great sword cultivator with high-level cultivation level of Yongquan stood on the steps in front for a few breaths, and after getting used to it, he immediately stepped towards the higher steps with a purpose.

Lin Xuan saw it and then frowned. Was there some common sense that he didn't know? Damn it, if he had known earlier, he should have asked the girl in detail what was going on before coming here. But he was not well prepared. He hoped that it would not affect the gains of this trip, otherwise he would be sorry for the opportunity the girl gave him.

"Brother, let's go up too. My sword power has reached a bottleneck of about half a year. If the Holy Sword Mountain is as magical as the rumors say, I will not only break through that bottleneck this month, but may be able to break through several levels of sword power in one go." Su Xiu'an held a slender sword, winked at Su Liangye, and pulled his sleeve.