The First Saint of Dan Dao

"The Formless Cold Sutra!" When Shen Shan saw Tang Yan write down the name of this martial art, he began to look forward to it.

Tang Yan's beautiful calligraphy also made him more convinced of Tang Yan. As the saying goes, seeing the handwriting is like seeing the person, and being able to write such elegant words, he must not be bad enough to play tricks on him.

When Tang Yan had filled a piece of paper, he finally put down his pen, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It's done."

Upon hearing this, Shen Shan waved his sleeves, and a warm force instantly dried the ink. He picked up the "Wuxiang Han Jing" and began to read it carefully.

Shen Shan's attainments in martial arts were extraordinary, as his strength had long surpassed the Heavenly Rank. After reading Tang Yan's martial arts from beginning to end, he closed his eyes and carefully considered whether it was suitable for his grandson.

Shen Shan was quite pleasantly surprised by this speculation. Although he could not guarantee that the problem could be solved 100%, judging from the general outline, the idea was indeed correct.

If this set of skills is genuine, its value can surpass that of heaven-level skills.

After all, rare things are valuable. Heaven-level skills are indeed precious, but there are not many of them in the world. How should I thank this young man?

After thinking for a long time, Shen Shan found out awkwardly that he didn't know what gift to give in return.

"Little brother, do you need anything?" Shen Shan asked hurriedly.

Tang Yan never thought about asking for anything in return, and waved his hand and said, "Meeting is fate, senior, you don't have to be polite."

Shen Shan looked at Tang Yan with more and more admiration. If he were an ordinary person, he would have asked for an exorbitant price by now.

"Brother, you don't have any weapons with you. Don't you have anything useful?" the young man beside him asked with blinking eyes.

"Indeed, let's talk about it later." Tang Yan said indifferently.

Hearing Tang Yan's words, Shen Shan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "What kind of weapon does Mr. Tang like?"

"A heavy sword is better." Tang Yan said with a smile, "It's not easy to find a good heavy sword, so don't worry about it. You can find a place to test whether this set of skills is suitable."

"A man should wield a heavy sword!" Shen Shan's eyes flashed with admiration. "A heavy sword is indeed very difficult to forge, but I happen to have one here. I wonder if you would like it."

After saying that, a jet-black long sword appeared in Shen Shan's hand.

"You try it!" Shen Shan handed it over with a smile.

Although he had no intention of asking for any benefits, Tang Yan did want to find a weapon that suits him, so he took the black sword after a moment of hesitation.

The sword felt heavy in his hand, and Tang Yan was startled. He exerted a little force to keep the sword steady.

He looked at the sword in surprise. The sword was more than three feet long, not much different from an ordinary sword, but it had such a weight, which only showed that the material used to make the sword was of excellent quality.

After pushing the sword hard and feeling the vibration of the sword, Tang Yan couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a great sword!"

"Young brother, are you also someone who knows swords?" Shen Shan was a little surprised.

"The sword is as black as ink, without any spots, and the vibration frequency is even, without any cracking sound. This shows that the material used to make the sword has been tempered at least nine times."

"From the tail of the sword to the tip, from the middle of the sword to the edge, the lines are smooth and seamless."

"And the material is pure black iron, which is extremely difficult to shape. Without the level of a master, it is impossible to cast such a streamlined shape."

"If my estimation is correct, this heavy sword weighs ninety-five kilograms, which means the supreme ruler."

"..."

Following Tang Yan's analysis, both Shen Shan and his grandson showed expressions of great surprise on their faces.

After a long while, Shen Shan smiled and said, "In this place of the East Region, I can actually meet such a wonderful person like you, my little brother. It is really a great blessing in life! This sword is completely black, without any other color. It is called the Wuxie Sword. If you are satisfied, my little brother, this sword will be given to you."

"In that case, thank you for your kindness, brother." Tang Yan was not polite and accepted it directly.

"This is the scabbard, which was also made by our weapon pavilion. When the heavy sword is not in use, you can carry it on your back without affecting your movements." After hesitating for a moment, Shen Shan said embarrassedly, "This sword also comes with a set of martial arts, the Collapse Mountain and Tread Waves Sword. However, it is only of the middle grade of the earth grade. If you don't mind, you can take it as well."

When Tang Yan saw the martial arts and scabbard that Shen Shan handed over, a group of alpacas ran through his mind.

What does "middle level of talent" mean?

Do you know how hard it is to find mid-level earth-level martial arts in Tingxiang Country? In the entire Yuncheng, no one has ever heard of earth-level martial arts!

"Thank you, brother." Tang Yan took the martial arts skill seriously, glanced at the boy with dark pupils, and said with a smile: "By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

"My name is Shen He, the He in Xianyunyehe." The young man introduced himself with a smile. He seemed to have seen hope of survival and was in a very good mood.

"The Formless Cold Sutra can be practiced at any time, and it is more effective when the cold air erupts. Now you can go back and try it out. It's getting late, and we'll see each other again if we have the chance. Senior Shen, goodbye!" Tang Yan did not stay long and said goodbye to the two of them.

"Take care!" Looking at Tang Yan's back, Shen Shan said, "I owe Brother Tang a favor. If you have any trouble in the future, just bring the dagger and go to the Weapon Pavilion to find me!"

After hearing this, Tang Yan waved his hand to indicate that he had received it, and left without looking back.

Watching Tang Yan leave, Shen Shan slapped his thigh and said, "I'm getting old and confused. I forgot to ask where Mr. Tang lives! If I want to repay you in the future, don't forget to find him."

"Grandpa, he doesn't look like a local. He should be here to participate in the East Region Competition. We will definitely see him when we go to the scene tomorrow." Shen He said from the side.

"It is very likely. Let's go and watch the East Region Competition tomorrow. Let's go back and see if you can practice the Wuxiang Han Sutra." Shen Shan took Shen He's hand and quickly left the pavilion.

It was already evening when Tang Yan returned to the courtyard with the heavy sword on his back. Looking at the sky, Tang Yan knew that it would be too late to learn this sword technique now.

Taking out a high-level spiritual pill from his arms, Tang Yan swallowed it and began to regulate his breathing. Tomorrow would be the East Region Competition, and he had to adjust himself to his peak condition tonight.

The next morning, Tang Yan opened his eyes at dawn.

After stretching his muscles and washing up, he came to Lin Xiao's courtyard.

Liu Zhi and Lin Dongxue were already waiting in the yard. Lin Dongxue was dressed quite beautifully today, wearing a fitted white dress, looking elegant and graceful.

Noticing Lin Dongxue's aura, Tang Yan asked in surprise: "Are you a third-grade rank?"

"Well, I reviewed my experience in Cangyun Mountain these days and gained some insights. Luckily, I got promoted last night!" Lin Dongxue smiled brightly.

"Congratulations!" Tang Yan congratulated happily.

Only Liu Zhi felt sad. Both of them were stronger than himself, but he was labeled as "the number one person in Yuncheng" and used as a sitting target.

Seeing that everyone was present, Lin Xiao smiled and said, "Today is the day for a competition! Play well, and whoever gets a good ranking will definitely receive a generous reward!"

"Give it our all!" Tang Yan and the other two said in unison.

Lin Xiao nodded in satisfaction. After breakfast, he led the three of them towards the competition venue.

Today, Fangcheng is unprecedentedly lively.

Countless people gathered in Fangcheng just to witness this East Region Competition.

Looking at the dense crowds of people traveling together, Tang Yan couldn't help but smack his lips. How many people were there spectators?

In the east of Fangcheng, a huge square was already crowded with people, and more and more people were rushing here.

This is also where the selection process for each East Region Competition takes place.

If the contestants from the five cities did not have seats at the front, Tang Yan would probably not be able to find a place to stand.

In the crowd, an old man and a young boy were looking around.