Elder Xu glanced at Zhuge Liang and said indifferently, "Time has just arrived. Only you two passed the examination this time, and the others will wait for another examination six months later." As he spoke, Elder Xu threw Zhuge Buliang and Pang Xin ‘er a black iron order, which was engraved with the word "Imperial".

"This is the imperial sword order. Don’t lose it. You can use this order to go to the Zangjian Pavilion to find your fairy sword." Elder Xu’s voice is cold.
Zhuge didn’t play with the iron order in his hand. He smiled and said, "I’ve got my driver’s license …"
The so-called Tibetan Jiange was beyond Zhuge’s expectation. Originally, he thought it was on the floating mountain in Yaoxian Pavilion, but Elder Xu did not take them to fly to Yaohai, but flew to a distant sea area. Elder Xu’s body is shrouded in fairy light, like a rainbow across the sky. Zhuge Bu Liang and Pang Xin ‘er’s royal sword followed.
Suddenly out of the fairy island, Zhuge couldn’t help but wonder more and more.
Elder Xu seemed to read his mind and said, "Zang Jian Ge is an important place of Yaohai Sect, not on the island. Zang Jian Ge belongs to a forbidden area of Yaohai Sect."
The three streamers flew hundreds of miles and came to a strange sea. In front of them, there was also a desert island, with strange rocks and nothing growing, which was a desolate scene. However, when Zhuge did not step into this area, he obviously felt a thorough sword in the air.
He seemed to see a towering giant sword rising to the sky, and I don’t know if it was an illusion or the sharp sword in the air.
"whoosh!"
Two swords rushed up, and two disciples of the Yaohai Sect, Yu Jian, rushed up and said respectfully, "Elder Xu, did you bring your disciples to get swords again today?"
Elder Xu threw a palm-sized token and said, "These are disciples who have passed the examination. Take them to Zang Jian Ge. The old lady will wait here. "
Say that finish, xu elders blunt zhuge not bright and PangXin son nodded, body movement has disappeared in the void.
Zhuge left his pie mouth before he lit up. This kind of master likes to pretend to be B, and he always disappears with a brush and comes out with a brush.
The two disciples came to a desert island with Zhuge Buliang and Pang Xiner. Nothing grows on the desert island, and there are many strange rocks. These strange rocks are as sharp as handfuls of swords.
"Why didn’t the elder come in?" Zhuge asked without light.
"Zang Jian Ge is an important place, which is no less important than that of Yaohai Sect. Except for the disciples who are specially guarded by complex guards, even the elders can’t set foot on it easily without the instructions of the head." PangXin son explained in a low voice.
"The sword here is sharp, and the shock wave is leaked. It is really worthy of hide the sword." Zhuge is not bright and has some regrets.
Pang Xin ‘er said, "The sword here is not caused by the sword hidden in the Sword Pavilion. I heard from my grandfather that thousands of years ago, the third generation head of the Yaohai Sect cast a general peerless Excalibur here, named Qingyun. This Excalibur caused a sensation in the whole world of cultivating immortals and attracted many sects to compete. The sword here was left by Qingyun at that time. "
Zhuge was not bright and moved, and his sword remained for thousands of years. It is conceivable that what kind of Excalibur was cast by the third generation of Yaohai Sect at that time, which was definitely against the sky.
Two disciples came to a valley with Zhuge Buliang and Pang Xiner. The valley was surrounded by mountains and ten towering stone swords stood with extraordinary momentum. Standing here, Zhuge felt that the sharp sword was more powerful when he was not bright.
"It is said that this is the casting place of the third generation head." Pang Xiner said.
"You know a lot."
"That’s natural. My grandfather is the law enforcement elder of Yaohai School ~ ~ ~" Pangxin son raised his delicate chin with some pride.
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The fiftieth chapter judicial Qingyun (below)
() "Silence!" In front of the two disciples suddenly drink a way, face serious …
Two people immediately no longer words, PangXin son mercilessly stared at the front two disciples face cold.
And turned a canyon, the island seems to ban the imperial sword, a few people have been walking.
Finally, two disciples brought Zhuge Buliang and Pang Xiner to a precipice. The two disciples looked at each other and embedded the token that Elder Xu had given them in a recess in the precipice.
"Boom!"
The sound is vigorous and rolling, and a stone gate appears on the precipice in front of you. It is simple and vigorous, and there are two crossed xianjian engraved on the stone gate, which is radiant and seems like an entity.
The two men played several fairy lights one after another and disappeared into the stone gate. With the sound of rumbling, the stone gate was separated from the left and right, and the two disciples suddenly shouted, "Protect your gods!"
Just as their voices just fell, Zhuge did not light up and suddenly felt a stabbing pain in God’s knowledge. He seemed to see a shining fairy sword coming at him, as if to stab into his mind. Zhuge hurried to protect his gods before dawn, but Rao still felt a stabbing pain in his brain.
Everything seemed to be an illusion. When Zhuge opened his eyes before dawn, the Excalibur in front of him had disappeared.
"This is the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, which has accumulated too many swords." One disciple explained: "What kind of fairy sword you can get when you go in depends on your own nature. Remember that you can only take one."
Zhuge Buliang and Pang Xin nodded, and they walked into Shimen. The eye-catching scene simply stunned Zhuge Buliang. Within Shimen, it turned out to be a stone room the size of a football field, and the air was filled with heavy and sharp breath. Handfuls of cold light are placed on the wooden frame, or suspended, and even some swords are suspended in mid-air.
"Wow ~ ~ ~ It’s spectacular." Rao is the granddaughter of Pang Xin ‘er, the law enforcement elder, and she can’t help but exclaim.
Pang Xin’s pretty and charming cheeks showed a smile, and she strode into the Tibetan Jiange. She didn’t look at the xianjian placed on the gallows, but walked directly towards a remote place in the Tibetan Jiange, and the lux figure shuttled through the Tibetan Jiange.
Pang Xin ‘er has been in front of a suspended lux Xianjian. The fire of Xianjian is flashing, and there is a faint fire burning around the body of the sword. Just standing around this Xianjian, you can feel the hot breath around. This sword is not a common thing at first glance.
"Hey, it’s here." PangXin son laughed.
Zhuge smiled bitterly when he was not bright. No wonder Pang Xin-er looked so confident that he came straight to this Xianjian as soon as he started. As the granddaughter of the law enforcement elder, of course, he has the privilege. Pang Xin-er must have been instructed by the elder Pang.
Zhuge smiled and wandered around the huge Tibetan sword pavilion. The handfuls of fairy swords were sharp and powerful. Zhuge Bu Liang saw a dragon-spirited and proud fairy sword, full of atmosphere, and the sword was engraved with three Chinese characters: "Ascending Dragon Sword".
Zhuge Liang wanted to get close to this dragon sword, but he felt a clear and crisp sound of Long Yin in the dragon sword. In a trance, he saw a blue dragon shadow rushing out of the sword and bared his teeth at Zhuge Liang.
Zhuge walked away angrily when he was not bright, and he should also pay attention to fate when looking for a sword. Zhuge did not think that this dragon sword belonged to him.
Continuing to wander in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, Zhuge Buliang saw several immortal swords with momentum no less than that of the Dragon Sword, but none of them moved him. One of them, called "Wang Shu", caught his attention. The name of this fairy sword seems to have been heard in his previous life, with cold light and cold air. Zhuge Liang doesn’t feel that this Wang Shu sword is not worse than Yin Mengli’s fairy sword.
Unfortunately, the body of this fairy sword is too thin, and Zhuge is not very satisfied with it.
"Boom!"
A fire lit up not far away, during which a phoenix song could be heard, which resounded through the Tibetan Jiange.
"That girl got it." Zhuge secretly said before dawn. At this moment, he stopped in front of a rock, which gave people an unshakable feeling. On the rock, a huge iron sword is inserted obliquely on it.
This sword is not bright. It’s the biggest and heaviest fairy sword I’ve ever seen in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion. All swords are light and delicate, but this sword is contrary to common sense. The hilt and the body are integrated, the width of the sword is more than a foot, and the body is more than one person’s height. It is simple and elegant, and there is no fairy light overflowing.
"Look, pig, I’ve got my fairy sword." PangXin son came running, with joy on his face.
Zhuge ignored him before he lit up, his eyes always staring at the large iron sword on the rock.
"This is … judicial Qingyun!" Pangxin son saw this large iron sword and exclaimed.
"Do you know?"
Pang Xiner nodded and said, "I heard grandpa say that this sword is the fairy sword that presides over the law enforcement of Yaohai Sect, and it is called Judicial Qingyun. At the beginning, Elder Wuyang’s master was the law enforcement elder of Yaohai Sect, and this Judicial Qingyun was his sword."
"Qingyun …" Zhuge not bright eyes narrowed.
Pang Xiner seemed to see through him and said, "You guessed right. Judicial Qingyun is an imitation of Qingyun. Although it is not as powerful as the real Qingyun, it is extremely lethal."
"Your grandfather is a law enforcement elder, why not take this judicial Qingyun away?" Zhuge is not bright and has some doubts.
Pang Xiner said, "At the beginning, Elder Wu Yang’s master was a wizard of casting swords, and he was born with divine power. This judicial Qingyun was specially cast for himself. It was so heavy that ordinary people could not control it at all, because using this sword was extremely costly, and even if the lethality was even greater, it was beyond ordinary people’s endurance to squander it."
"Hum, how can such a good sword be buried here? I’ll choose this sword!" Zhuge didn’t smile when he was bright.
"what!" Pang Xiner exclaimed: "Pig, you should think clearly. This sword is heavy and abnormal, which is not for ordinary people to use. It is not worth it because of its huge waste of real power."
"Needless to say, I want this sword!" Zhuge refused to look bright.