Seeing Jinchanzi return to the pond, Chen Siyu finally felt relieved.

"Let's go." Lao Bai walked in front.

Chen Siyu quickly followed, opened his mouth, and then held back the words.

Lao Bai seemed to feel something, and asked without looking back: "If you have anything to ask, just ask."

"Grandpa Bai, aren't your cultivation levels very high? Otherwise, how could that Golden Chanzi listen to you?"

"I just learned some rudimentary breathing and boxing skills from the sect master." Lao Bai shook his head and said.

"As for this Golden Toad...he was raised by the sect master. Even though I am not an official disciple, he will not hurt me."

"Grandpa Bai, why don't you practice? When you have achieved success in practice, you can travel around the world." Chen Siyu's eyes revealed longing.

"As I get older, I don't think about cultivation anymore."

Maybe the old man saved him in front of Jin Chan. Chen Siyu had an inexplicable fondness for the old man and kept asking questions.

The old man also had a kind face and answered his various questions with a smile.

Unknowingly, he had been crawling with the old man for several hours.

Night gradually fell, and the moonlight shone on the path, making the shadows of the two people grow long.

"Grandpa Bai, how high is this sword peak?" Chen Siyu couldn't help but ask.

After all, he had been climbing for a whole day and he hadn't reached the top yet.

"It's still early. Usually I have to climb for two days and one night." Lao Bai said with even breathing.

Looking at the old man's still straight back, Chen Siyu couldn't help but be convinced that he still had so much physical strength despite his age, which made him suspect that the old man was a hidden power.

It's just that he has never felt the presence of any magic power in the old man, and he is not sure whether he is an ordinary person. After all, it may be that his strength is too much beyond him, so it is normal for him not to feel it.

"Okay." Chen Siyu didn't complain, and was about to continue to follow when he heard Lao Bai say.

"Don't leave yet, let's find a place to rest for a while. Jianfeng Peak is not peaceful at night." Lao Bai squinted his eyes, leaned against the rock wall, and dozed off.

"???" Chen Siyu frowned. Didn't he say it was not peaceful? Shouldn't he leave earlier? Why did he still fall asleep?

After a while, Lao Bai's snoring could be heard. Chen Siyu looked closer and saw that he was sleeping soundly.

When Lao Bai said this, Chen Siyu didn't dare to relax. He looked around with vigilance, and even the slightest disturbance scared him.

The wind whimpered, as if a woman was whispering in the ear, as if a pair of big hands were gently caressing Chen Siyu's cheek.

Gradually, he became tired and dozed off unconsciously.

After all, he had been climbing all day, and he was really tired.

Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the first half of the night, everything was peaceful and nothing happened.

In the second half of the night, an unusual sound came from Jianfeng, a tinkling sound, and the sound of gold and iron was extremely harsh.

This made Chen Siyu wake up quickly. Before he could scold himself for being so careless and lax, he fell asleep and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Chen Siyu looked up and saw countless flying swords surrounding the mountain peaks, drawing arcs.

What's more, they collided with each other, the sword tips touched each other, sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of clanging was produced.

These countless flying swords seemed to be controlled by someone, using exquisite sword techniques. Chen Siyu was dazzled by the sight of them, and for a moment he didn't know where to look.

After watching for a while, Chen Siyu felt extremely uncomfortable all over his body, especially his eyes hurting so much that he hurriedly turned his head away, not daring to look any further.

After he came to his senses, he walked to Lao Bai and patted him: "Grandpa Bai, what's going on? So many flying swords?"

Lao Bai woke up in a daze and looked up, "Didn't I tell you that it's not peaceful at night? It's just these things."

"These flying swords are all taken from the hands of those defeated by the disciples of the Sword Sect. Every night, the sword spirits generated by the flying swords will come out to hone their sword skills. The pride of the sword cultivators keeps them going, hoping that there will be success

Defeat the swordsmanship of the disciples of the original Sword Sect in one day."

After Lao Bai finished explaining, he added, "By the way, as long as you don't move, it's usually fine. If they find out and mistakenly think you are a disciple of the Sword Sect, they might come to you to spar. Of course, this is not the case."

If you do bad things, you might be recognized by a certain flying sword."

"Even though they look like this, they are actually top-notch flying swords."

After saying that, Lao Bai changed into a comfortable position, closed his eyes, and continued to sleep.

Chen Siyu looked at the battle between the flying swords in shock and was filled with emotions.

"That's not right. Aren't sword spirits produced by the monks at the Nascent Soul stage who slowly nurture them?"

Chen Siyu was even more surprised when he thought of this, "So...Jianzong defeated so many monks who were at least in the Nascent Soul stage?"

Suddenly, Chen Siyu became more and more curious about the strength of Jian Zong and thought that he must join Jian Zong and hug his thighs tightly.

After thinking about it, Chen Siyu didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he leaned on the rock wall and quietly watched the flying sword in the sky.

After about an hour or so, all the flying swords seemed to be inspired by something, and they all stopped, making a buzzing sound, and the swords trembled.

Immediately, Chen Siyu discovered that a person had risen to the center of the sword group at some unknown time.

All the flying swords were spinning around him, making him unable to see the man's face clearly.

"Why is it a bit like worshiping?" I saw the flying swords swinging in unison, as if they were saluting that person.

Then they flew to that person one by one, as if they were waiting for something.

Chen Siyu vaguely saw the man shaking his head and Feijian walking aside.

Inexplicably, Chen Siyu felt a sense of disappointment coming from Feijian, as if he was sad that he had not been selected.

The flying swords were lined up in turn as if they were being inspected.

Time passed quickly, until the last flying sword was rejected, the sky turned slightly white, and it was actually morning.

"Buzz!" All the flying swords screamed in unison, and the swords shook and turned into countless sword lights, scattering in all directions.

The man was hanging in the air, as if it was a pity, and then disappeared from Chen Siyu's sight in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Chen Siyu's heart was filled with shock. What kind of person could be able to make thousands of swords ring in unison and bow their heads for him (her).

"Who is this person?" Chen Siyu became more and more curious as he thought about it. He didn't care that Lao Bai was sleeping soundly and hurriedly woke him up.

Lao Bai looked sleepy, and the sky lit up slightly. Then he glanced at Chen Siyu, who looked anxious, and said angrily: "You brat! Disturbing people's dreams! What's wrong!"

Chen Siyu was stunned for a moment, feeling somewhat familiar for some reason, but at this time his attention was all on that person and he didn't think about it in detail.

Immediately, he vividly described what happened in the second half of the night. After that, he looked at Lao Bai expectantly, hoping that he could answer it for him.

Lao Bai took his time and took out a pot of water, drank a few big sips, wiped his mouth, and then said: "Did you see it wrong? Are you hallucinating? I have been here for so long, and I have never seen it before.

I’ve seen this kind of scene before.”

The other party obviously didn't believe what he said.

No matter how Chen Siyu confirmed again and again that he had seen it correctly, it must be true. After thinking for a while, Lao Bai said: "That may be the illusion brought by the flying swords. Maybe in their hearts they also long for someone to become their master."

Bar."

With such an explanation, Chen Siyu also began to doubt himself. In the end, he did not choose to dwell on this matter. After all, even if there was, it would still be far from him. All he could do was to practice down-to-earth. Sooner or later, one day

Become the monk with thousands of swords ringing in unison.

With longing in mind, Chen Siyu followed Lao Bai and started climbing Jianfeng again.

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Time flew by, and finally, Chen Siyu arrived at the top of Jianfeng Mountain in the evening.

"Phew! We're finally here, I'm exhausted." Chen Siyu sat down on the rock on the top of the mountain, stretched his head, and looked down.

"It turns out that we have climbed so high." Chen Siyu couldn't see the bottom at a glance, and even if he threw a stone, there would be no echo.

Chen Siyu rested for a while, stood up, patted his butt, looked around, and asked suspiciously: "Grandpa Bai, are you sure we have reached the top of the mountain? Why is there nothing?"

"Also, I have never seen a disciple of the Sword Sect except you from the beginning to the end. Where are the others?"

Chen Siyu saw that the top of Sword Peak did not have the grandeur he had imagined. He didn't see anything like the main hall, the rooms where the disciples lived, the weapon refining room, and the alchemy room. He couldn't help but doubt that it was not the final destination yet.

Lao Bai shook his head, "This is the top of the mountain. No one can say anything. Here, look at that." Lao Bai pointed to a few thatched houses in the distance.

"The one on the far right is where I live. The one on the far left is the senior brother of Jianzong, Mo Shangfeng. The one on his right is the second senior sister Sang Lanqing. Next to him is the third senior brother Ning Changhong. The remaining two are

The younger junior brother Feng Youzui and the sect leader Tang Hui were the last to enter."

After listening to Lao Bai's introduction, Chen Siyu was silent for a long time before speaking: "You mean... there are only six people in the entire Sword Sect including you?"

Lao Bai nodded as he should.

silence...

Still silent.

"How can we call it a sect with so few people?" Chen Siyu couldn't help complaining.
To be continued...