Saying goodbye to Dongfang Xiaoyao, Chu Tian returned to the challenger's rest area.

Zong Hai came up and asked quietly.

"Young Master, what secret has the Master of Dongfang revealed to you?"

Chu Tian knew what he wanted to ask, and he was helpless.

"It is indeed revealed the secret, but it has nothing to do with the sword tomb. When you enter the sword tomb later, you will follow me, so you can find the sword of the founder of the Xiaoyao Sect."

After hearing that Chu Tian was so much, Zong Hai smiled.

"The little monk will feel relieved."

The sun gradually sets, and the elders of the Xiaoyao Sect come to the center of the crowd.

The challengers were shocked and knew that the secret realm challenge was about to begin.

The elder spoke.

"Please come with me, I will take you to the sword tomb."

The challengers all looked serious and no one spoke. They followed the elder silently and headed to the sword tomb, with an extremely solemn atmosphere.

The elders of the Xiaoyao Sect led everyone to a low barren mountain. In order to step onto the barren mountain, everyone felt the sword intent soaring into the sky and surged down from the barren mountain.

Zong Hai couldn't help but sigh.

"This mountain is really terrible. It's like a peerless and powerful swordsman standing in front of the little monk."

The swordsmen Sanwuqi and Deng Yuan who came together also had the same expression. They were swordsmen, and they felt the feelings of Zong Hai’s description.

Chu Tian had another feeling that he practiced the supreme swordsmanship, and he mastered it more profoundly than the four of his subordinates.

The pressure of the sword path uploaded from the sword tomb is nothing to him.

After ignoring the sword path, he noticed another kind of power, but this kind of power was unclear, and Chu Tian didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

The elder of the Xiaoyao Sect spoke.

"You can stay in the sword tomb for only three hours. When the hour comes, there will be a loud bell reminder. Those who stay in the past will be regarded as rude by the Xiaoyao Sect. Don't blame the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect for being rude.

In addition, all the swords in the sword tomb are left by the deceased predecessors of the Xiaoyao Sect and must not be touched or taken away, otherwise they will be killed! Finally, I would like to remind you again that if you are not disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, the sword tomb will regard you as your enemy. If you cannot comprehend, escape as soon as possible, otherwise you will be injured and killed by the sword. "

After the words came, the elder took out an hourglass the size of a palm from the spiritual ring and turned it upside down.

The sand in the hourglass falls very slowly. Judging by this speed, it takes exactly three hours to see the sand in the hourglass.

"You guys go up the mountain!"

Challengers leaped into the barren mountains, and their time to comprehend was limited. No one was willing to waste any time.

The swordsman Sanwuqi and Deng Yuan saluted Chu Tian.

"Sect Master, we are too different from your kendo level, so we may not be able to comprehend together, so we will take the lead."

Chu Tian nodded and reminded the four of them.

"Do as you can, don't show off."

The four people said yes, and then disappeared into the night.

Zong Hai smiled and said impatiently.

"Young Master, we are only two of us left, let's go?"

Chu Tian nodded and took the lead in stepping onto the sword tomb. Zong Hai followed closely behind, fearing that he would not be able to keep up with Chu Tian's footsteps.

After getting to the sword tomb, Chu Tian found that what was here was really a wonder, surrounded by stones and no grass grew.

But in a desolate place, there is a sword inserted almost every few steps.

Some swords shine coldly under the luminous light, and you can tell at a glance that they are magic weapons.

Some swords have rust, and I don’t know how many years of wind, frost, snow and rain have been experienced here.

There are also some swords with traces left by collisions, which must be the master's life that has experienced many battles.

There are still some swords that have been broken, telling the sadness.

Each sword exudes a strong sword intent. If the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect come, they can directly comprehend and practice, which is convenient and quicker than any martial arts.

This is the blessing of the gifts of the predecessors.

But for challengers who are not Xiaoyao Sect, the sword intent emitted on the sword is extremely dangerous.

Three meters in front of Chu Tian, ​​a casual cultivator was already sitting cross-legged in front of a gorgeous sword to comprehend.

Before half a cup of tea, thousands of sword energy suddenly shot out from the sword, and the sword was deadly.

The fate of this casual cultivator was extremely miserable. When the sword energy stopped, he was afraid that he would not be able to even fight the complete corpse.

Seeing this scene, Zong Hai couldn't help but tremble.

Any sword is so powerful, how terrifying should the sword of the founder of the Xiaoyao Sect?

Chu Tian quipped.

"Are you scared?"

Zong Hai nodded.

"Of course I'm afraid, but I still have to find it. It is the lifelong wish of the young monk. How could he stop moving because he was afraid?"

Chu Tian still admires Zong Hai's persistence very much.

He pointed his hand to the right.

"That's the one."

Zong Hai quickly turned his head and saw a large stone on the right side of the two men, with a bronze sword of an ancient shape inserted into the stone.

Zong Hai touched his bald head, unable to believe it.

"We are still at the foot of the mountain, so we found it?"

Chu Tian nodded, and at the foot of the mountain he felt the sword path of the entire sword tomb. The sword path of this sword is the most profound. Unless a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect later surpassed the ancestor, it would definitely be impossible to be wrong.

"Anyway, the master of this sword was extremely powerful during his lifetime. If you believe me, go and comprehend it!"

Zong Hai nodded heavily.

"The little monk believes in the young master!"

He walked towards the bronze sword, and after just two steps, he turned back.

"Young Master won't comprehend it together?"

Chu Tian shook his head.

“My chance is not here.”

Zong Hai is confused. What other opportunities can he have for the most powerful sword here?

He did not ask questions, because time is limited, so he must comprehend as soon as possible.

Zong Hai climbed up the stone and sat cross-legged in front of the bronze sword. He had just closed his eyes and entered into a state of meditation, and resonated with the bronze sword. A terrifying sword energy cut him off the stone and threw him into a dilemma.

Zong Hai reacted very quickly. Before the sword energy was released, he used the Vajra Indestructible Art. His skin turned bronze in color and his hardness was comparable to that of Vajra.

But even so, a deep blood mark appeared on his chest, almost showing his bones, which showed that the sword energy was terrifying.

However, Zong Hai was not afraid, but was overjoyed.

Chu Tian was right, this sword was from the ancestor of Xiaoyao Sect! He climbed up the stone again with perseverance. This time he was much more cautious and prepared for a long time before he could re-comprehension.

Chu Tian didn't continue watching, he was going to find his own opportunity.

Chu Tian walked up the mountain, and he didn't know what he was looking for. He had the supreme swordsmanship, and there was no sword here, which was worth his understanding.

As he walked, Chu Tian suddenly turned his head and looked at a wooden sword inserted on the side of the road, and felt a little touched.

So he stopped.
Chapter completed!