Peerless Martial Saint starts from signing in

Chapter 146

After bidding farewell to Master, Mu Feng returned to his cave peacefully.

For the trip to Jianshan, there was no wave in his heart, and he even felt a little disgusted.

"Heaven-level spirit sword, I can just sign up for one right now, and the worst one is at this level."

"However, you can go over and sign in."

"The place where the sword is hidden must not be an ordinary place. It would be great if I could sign up for an imperial-level spiritual weapon."

Sword Mountain doesn't open every day.

After Mu Feng got the news of choosing the sword from Gong Wenbai, he waited for more than two months before it was time to enter Sword Mountain.

Gong Wenbai personally led him forward, on the way he met many elders who were leading their disciples to Jianshan.

Among them were Hong Ju and Long Shi whom Mu Feng met when he first entered the sect.

Bai Wan was also in the team of sword disciples.

After seeing Mu Feng, she was very excited.

The appearance of talking carefully with the other party with a blushing pretty face revealed the joy and excitement of the little girl at this time.

A male disciple who came with Elder Long Shi sensed Bai Wan's heart, and a vague murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

Of course, this murderous intent was not aimed at Bai Wan, but at the young man beside her.

Being hated for no reason, Mu Feng felt extremely helpless.

He didn't bother to talk to this kind of person, he didn't care how the other person held grudges, as long as he didn't provoke him.

Otherwise, I don't mind making him behave.

A group of people soon came to the foot of Jianshan.

Looking around, there are really quite a few disciples who came here to choose swords, and the ones with the worst cultivation bases are those in the early stage of Golden Core Realm.

Mu Feng glanced around briefly, and found that there were still nine disciples who were at the Nascent Soul Realm.

The nine people sat cross-legged in a separate area.

He didn't get up when he saw the elder coming, but just sat down and gave a fist-cup salute.

After waiting for another hour, the entrance to Jianshan officially opened.

The disciples entered it in an orderly manner, climbed up the stairs along the mountain path, and chose their own spirit swords based on their strength and opportunity.

After greeting Master, Mu Feng also turned around and stepped into the entrance of Jianshan Mountain.

Seeing this, Bai Wan quickly trotted and followed.

Only after watching the disciples disappear from their backs did the elders get together densely, looking at the majestic Sword Mountain soaring into the clouds, and whispering to each other.

"I don't know if there is a disciple who can choose a heavenly sword this time?"

"Hey, with a heaven-level spirit sword, the spirit sword chooses the master, not the disciples choose the spirit sword."

"I think Elder Chen's disciple is likely to succeed. He has already entered the Nascent Soul at a young age. I think his chances are extremely high."

"Cultivation level is not the only factor in choosing a spirit sword. The old man remembers that a hundred years ago, there was a famous Jindan disciple from the Nanya lineage who successfully climbed to the top of the peak, and made the heavenly spirit sword recognize him as the master."

"Elder Ma can't compare the exception with the normal situation. In the past thousand years, there has only been one special situation."

"..."

While the elders were talking, the rays of light emanating from different altitudes on the Sword Mountain also began to appear layered.

Each ray of light represents a disciple who entered Jianshan.

The higher the sword mountain goes, the greater the pressure the disciples will bear.

So, over time, this is bound to happen.

There are nine rays of light in the first echelon, and they are the nine disciples who have reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

Mu Feng didn't have much interest in that day-level spirit sword, so he simply moved forward slowly in the middle echelon.

He originally planned to stop at a certain location in Zhongfeng, and after signing, he would choose a spirit sword at will and leave.

Unexpectedly, the Qi mechanism of this sword mountain has several levels.

The most special place of aura is at the top of the peak, the further you go down, the more ordinary the aura becomes.

As a result, Mu Feng's original plan had to be abandoned.

It's all here, so he naturally has to go to the most special place to sign in.

Thinking in this way, he quickened his pace a little, passed fellow disciples one after another, and headed straight for the peak.

At the beginning, Bai Wan could still keep up with his footsteps.

But not long after passing the middle peak position, she was crushed by the huge pressure and couldn't move an inch.

There was also a thin layer of fragrant sweat on that delicate little face.

Bai Wan stood on the side of the road with her knees propped up, looking at the figure in front of her who was getting farther and farther away from her, her eyes turned red, and even her voice was a little crying.

"Brother Pastor, I can't walk anymore. I wish you the best and best spirit sword."

The little girl's sweet and soft voice came from behind, causing Mu Feng to stop suddenly.

He turned his head and waved his hand at Bai Wan who was struggling to support him: "It's too much for you to stay here with your strength, let's go down ten feet, you can play your best form in that position."

Bai Wan nodded slightly, but tears dripped down her face.

She didn't know why she was crying.

Perhaps it was because it was too difficult to follow behind that Pavilion Master Mu.

Or maybe it was because I had finally waited for an opportunity to be side by side with the other party, but I could only choose to give up halfway.

In short, the little girl was anxious and wronged, and her tears kept falling like broken pearls.

Mu Feng couldn't see a girl crying in front of him the most, and she cried while saying blessings to him, making it as if he had cheated the other party's feelings.

Sighing softly, he rolled up his sleeves and used his cultivation to withstand the pressure around him for the little girl, and then said: "Let's go, I'll take you to the peak to have a look."

Bai Wan was weeping sadly, and suddenly felt her body lighten up.

After hearing Mu Feng's words, he burst into laughter immediately.

She rushed up with a '噗噐噀', followed behind Mu Feng, and moved forward obediently.

When Mu Feng was about to set foot on the peak area, he saw two pale Nascent Soul disciples.

The limit of those two people can only go to this position, only one step away from the peak.

After seeing Mu Feng, both of them looked very surprised.

And when they saw Bai Wanhou who was following him again, the astonishment in their eyes was like seeing a ghost in broad daylight!

Bai Wan knew that the Pavilion Master Mu didn't like high-profile, so she pretended not to see the two Nascent Soul cultivators.

Looking at the nose with the eyes and the heart with the nose, like a little follower with no emotion, he stepped into the peak realm with Mu Feng.

The two Nascent Soul Realm disciples originally disliked each other, but at this moment, they couldn't help but take the initiative to communicate with each other.

"Just now, did you see that?"

"I saw it, I saw it, they shouldn't be cheating, right? For example, they are carrying some spiritual weapon to resist coercion."

"I don't think it's very likely. The ultimate goal of coming to Sword Mountain is to choose a sword, not to compete with anyone who is more resistant to pressure. The two of them went to the peak, so they must be rushing to choose a heaven-level spirit sword."

"It makes sense! But I still can't figure it out, how did two Golden Core Realms get to this point? Look at the relaxed look of that little girl just now, I think she's about to jump up!"