Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 44 Thousand Swords Flying, Sky Mirror Peeping

With curiosity, Zhang Shan stepped up to the one hundred and one step.

Two white sword qi appeared out of thin air one by one, piercing towards him with a sharp howling sound.

Zhang Shan was startled, made a wrong step, and dodged past.

The sword energy passed by him, turned around, and stabbed at him again.

After Zhang Shan dodged a few times, his heart moved, and he shot suddenly, two fist shadows hit the sword energy, and the sword energy dissipated suddenly.

"It turns out that it must be defeated?"

Zhang Shan walked forward while thinking, and stepped on the one hundred and two steps.

This time, four streaks of sword energy suddenly appeared in the air, twice as many as before.

Zhang Shan swept forward, smashed the sword energy with four consecutive punches, and climbed up one hundred and three steps.

"It seems that the sword energy is twice as high as the previous step. Fortunately, the damage is not very strong, and it has no effect on my Five Elements Indestructible Body."

Immediately without hesitation, he swept straight up the steps, and when he reached the 110th step, the sword energy had become one thousand and twenty-four.

"Damn it, although the damage is not that big, but if the number is multiplied, it will turn into hundreds of millions of sword qi after more than 20 levels. If this test is also a hundred steps...how can this be done?"

After defeating more than 1000 sword qi, Zhang Shan took a break with doubts, and stepped on the 110th step again.

To his surprise, this time it turned into two straight sword qi.

After defeating the sword energy again, Zhang Shan looked at the two white dots that appeared on his fist, "The number has returned to two sword energy, but the damage has increased. In other words, every ten steps, the damage will increase .”

When he thought of the 24 steps, there were [-] sword qi with damage ten times that of the initial attack, Zhang Shan shuddered a little.

"There is only one way to go to the dark..."

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, he took a deep breath and stepped on the next step again.

When Zhang Shan was trekking on the road to heaven, on Qingmu Peak, one of the five peaks of Wentianzong, in a small pavilion facing the cliff, a middle-aged man with a clear face was cooking tea.

And beside him, Fang Yiru was telling him something.

The man picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip: "Yiru, according to what you said, that Zhang Shan has good potential, but I'm afraid it's not enough to accept him as a teacher."

He continued slowly: "I am the head of Cyanwood Peak, and I am a disciple under Xiang Zi'an's seat. The talent and character must be one in ten thousand, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the crowd, don't you understand?"

"It's disciple Menglang, but I think Zhang Shan is really good, so I recommend it to Master."

Fang Yiru lowered her head and glanced at her master secretly: "Since master is not willing to accept disciples himself, it should be fine to let him enter our Cyanwood Peak as an inner sect disciple, right?"

Xiang Zian frowned and glanced at his beloved disciple: "Tell me the truth, what does it have to do with Zhang Shan?"

"Actually, it was the last time I went to the Tianqing Mountains. My apprentice encountered the conspiracy of the Xuanming Palace, and it was Zhang Shan who rescued me later."

Fang Yiru's face became a little unnatural when she thought about Zhang Shan helping her with medicine when she was unconscious.

"Oh, is this Zhang Shan the one who helped you that time? I said that you have never been too concerned with such chores. Why would you bother with a new disciple? So that's how it is."

Xiang Zian nodded, pondered for a while and said: "Since he saved you, it's okay to give him an inner disciple, but Bai Gengfeng and Chiyangfeng have been at war recently because of the Qingyang City incident, and this Zhang Shan is now an adult. It is not appropriate to accept him into this vein because he is a thorn in Chiyang Peak's side."

Putting down the teacup in his hand, he continued: "Our Cyanwood Peak has been out of favor for the past 20 years, and our strength is at the bottom of all other peaks. It is not appropriate to have a grudge with Chiyang Peak. We should give him other compensation. Besides, entering Bai Geng Peak is his best wish." Good choice."

Fang Yiru opened her mouth, seeing the unquestionable expression on Master's face, finally resisted the idea of ​​persuading her again.

She lowered her head helplessly and said, "That disciple will leave first."

After leaving the kiosk, Fang Yiru went back to her yard sullenly, but was stopped by a person halfway.

Looking sideways, he saw that it was his uncle Nan Ruoli.

"Xiao Ru, why do you look unhappy? Did you make you angry? Tell the uncle, and I will teach him a lesson." Nan Ruoli came to her side with a smile and took her hand and said.

Nan Ruoli is outstanding in appearance, beautiful and elegant, in the ninth level of Xuanwu Realm, he is the third master of Cyanwood Peak, he is over 20 years old, but he has good looks, but he looks like a [-]-year-old girl.

Fang Yiru has always been on good terms with her uncle, although they are a generation behind, their relationship is like best friends.

She put her arms around Nan Ruoli's jade arm, pouted and told the story softly.

After hearing this, Nan Ruoli sighed softly: "Don't blame your master, he is the head of the lineage, and he puts the overall situation of Cyanwood Peak first in everything. Alas, it's all because we are too weak, and we have to be cautious about some things."

"But I think Zhang Shan is really very talented. If I, Cyanwood Peak, can accept him, maybe he will surprise us. Our talented disciples have been unable to compete with Biefeng all these years. If this continues, we will only get weaker and weaker." Yes." Fang Yiru frowned lightly.

"Do you really think that he can be cultivated and not for the reason of repaying kindness?" Nan Ruoli asked seriously.

"Uncle, don't you understand me? Am I the kind of person who forgets righteousness for selfish reasons?" Fang Yiru said coquettishly.

Nan Ruoli knew that this nephew of his was always high-spirited and intelligent, since he had such a high opinion of Zhang Shan, there must be a reason for it.

With a flip of Su's hand, a jade mirror with a diameter of half a foot appeared in her hand. When the jade finger touched the mirror, the jade mirror flew up from her hand, became as tall as a person, and was suspended in the air.

She smiled slightly and said, "Then let me use the sky-peeping mirror to see what's so strange about Zhang Shan's you mentioned."

Fang Yiru couldn't help becoming interested, you know, on the road to heaven, the specific situation of the disciple's test inside cannot be seen from the outside.

Even in the main hall on the top of Dengtian Road, you can only observe which steps the disciples climbed, but you can't see how the disciples deal with the danger inside.

But Nan Ruoli's sky-peeping mirror is different, it can reflect everything the test disciples face.

The mirror began to shake like water ripples for a while, and then the scene on the road to heaven was displayed inside.

"This is Zhang Shan." Fang Yiru swept his eyes and pointed out Zhang Shan.

Nan Ruoli adjusted the angle of view, fixed on Zhang Shan's body, and then clicked a few times, the situation in front of Zhang Shan began to appear in the mirror.

Seeing that Zhang Shan had reached the first step of 190, his upper body was covered with sword wounds, and he looked in a state of distress, only his eyes were still bright and energetic.

"This is the last ten steps of the second level, but it seems that he was seriously injured. This kind of strength is not enough. How can he catch your eyes?"

In the mirror, two extremely powerful sword qi are stabbing Zhang Shan in the air.

Nan Ruoli frowned and said suspiciously: "...No, how can the power of sword energy be so powerful? This is...intermediate difficulty!"

(End of this chapter)