Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

Mu Qingli gestured to the number four, and Murong Jingchen understood, clicking his tongue twice: "I should have competed with those people from the Red Flame Sect earlier. You didn't see the look in their eyes after I won..."

Murong Jingchen shook his head twice as he spoke.

Mu Qingli was amused by his appearance: "We will set off after the sect rankings are released. By the way, I will ask Master for any recommendations for us to go."

Murong Jingchen nodded, and suddenly he looked forward, his eyes lighting up: "Brother Yan and Brother Yi are here."

Mu Qingli followed his gaze and saw Pei Yan and Xiao Lingyi also saw them. The four of them walked together.

Shangguan Xiyue and others were waiting for them in the dormitory, and surrounded them as soon as they entered the door.

Luo Yu came up and patted Murong Jingchen on the shoulder: "How is it? Did you get first place?"

Murong Jingchen also patted him on the shoulder: "Of course, as long as Qingqing doesn't compete with me, I will easily take first place."

Luo Yu chuckled: "You are quite self-aware."

"That is."

The two were chatting enthusiastically when they suddenly heard the voice of the leader of Xuanling Sect ringing out in the air. Without saying anything else, they immediately ran to gather.

This time, there were only a few sect leaders on the platform, and the elders did not come.

There were several plaques behind the leader of Xuanling Sect, which seemed to have names written on them.

"This year's freshman competition is over. We are deeply pleased to see your performance..."

After a bunch of polite words, the leader of Xuanling Sect finally got to the point.

"Now let's talk about the rankings. First, in terms of spiritual cultivation, the first place goes to Xuantian Sect, and the second place goes to Xuanling Sect..."

"In terms of formations, Xuantian Sect takes first place, and Wuji Sect takes second place..."

"In terms of runes, Xuantian Sect is first..."

"After the above summary, the ranking order of this sect competition is: Xuantian Sect, Chiyan Sect, Xuanling Sect, Wuji Sect, Tianjian Sect, and Yushou Sect."

After the Xuanling Sect leader finished speaking, he distributed the corresponding plaques to the other sect leaders and said, "This sect competition has concluded successfully. The disciples of each sect can return now."

Mu Qingli no longer planned to return to the sect and started to train directly. When Miao Hongfang heard about it, he did not stop them. Instead, he recommended several places to them, but with only one requirement - they must return to the sect after one year.

Mu Qingli nodded in agreement, said goodbye to Miao Hongfang, and embarked on his journey.

"The places Master recommended are actually quite good, but I want to go to Divine Sword Peak first. What about you guys?"

Mu Qingli thought about the places recommended by Miao Hongfang and felt that Shenjian Peak was the most suitable.

Divine Sword Peak is quite mysterious. It is said to be the remains of a battle between a group of swordsmen long ago. The mountain is full of swords, so it is called Divine Sword Peak.

However, the swords at the Divine Sword Peak seemed to be quite spiritual and could not be obtained easily. The only two swords with spirit weapons in the Heavenly Sword were obtained from the Divine Sword Peak.

But although the two swords were forcibly taken out, they never recognized their master.

When Xiao Lingyi heard about Shenjian Peak, his eyes were a little excited, but he naturally did not object.

The others didn't care where to go, so they decided to go to Divine Sword Peak.

On the way to Divine Sword Peak, Mu Qingli kept his promise and released several little beasts. Netherfire and Mianmian also turned into ordinary children and followed them.

Shenjian Peak is located in a very remote place, standing between the vast sky and earth, and its peak seems to reach the sky.

At the foot of the mountain, a winding path leads to the top of the mountain. On both sides are towering ancient trees with lush branches and leaves, blocking out the sun and looking a bit eerie.

However, Shenjian Peak is well-known, and even though the swords inside are not easy to take out, many people come here with the mentality of giving it a try.

On the path leading to the top of the mountain, many people could be vaguely seen. In order not to attract attention, Mu Qingli sent Yun Xiao and others into space when he got off the spaceship.

If you want to enter the Divine Sword Peak, you must pass through this trail. Walking on the trail, you can vaguely feel a clear metallic feeling, which seems to be the breath emitted by the sword on the mountain.

No one talks here, except for those who close their eyes to practice, and those who try to draw their swords. The higher you go, the fewer people there are.

It is said that the higher the sword is, the more likely it is to have a sword spirit.

However, as they went higher, the negative energy in the air became heavier, and some practitioners could not bear it and dared not go any further.

Mu Qingli and his companions stopped only when they reached a deserted place.

"Let's just stay here. There's no one here."

Mu Qingli looked up and down and found that it was very gloomy here. No wonder those people didn't dare to come up.

The cold air needs to be resisted with spiritual power. The purity of the spiritual roots of Murong Jingchen and others has been raised to the peak by the elemental stones, so they are naturally not afraid of these.

Mu Qingli's spiritual roots are even more extraordinary, and he has also refined a large number of pills to replenish spiritual energy, so naturally he doesn't care about these things.

"The master said that each sword here represents a story. Only by using this sword to lead the people in the story to victory can the sword be drawn."

Xiao Lingyi nodded and added, "Master also specifically told me not to assume that every sword I see is a good one. I can only choose one from here."

Xiao Lingyi still felt a little regretful when he said this: "Fortunately, Master also said that if I'm lucky, I can also encounter a sword with a weapon spirit. A sword with a weapon spirit is more human-like and can only accept that it has only one master."

Pei Yan stood beside him and nodded. "It's not the quantity of swords that counts, but the quality. I think Master is right. Maybe this time you can actually meet one with a spirit weapon."

Mu Qingli also agreed: "The two swords in the Heavenly Sword are the ones they brought back from the center of the Divine Sword Peak."

Shangguan Xiyue and the others also knew that Xiao Lingyi loved swords, and they said a few auspicious words.

Xiao Lingyi smiled and said, "I don't want every sword. Maybe we can encounter one with a weapon spirit. It doesn't mean that a sword with a weapon spirit is a good one. I also want to choose."

"Although Divine Sword Peak is famous for its swords, the challenge of breaking each sword is more important. Let's set a deadline. We will only stay here for three months. After three months, we will move on to the next place."

Mu Qingli made a plan and told everyone.

Everyone nodded and grabbed a sword each, trying to pull them out.

But he was sucked in by a force.

Mu Qingli found himself at a battlefield, holding a sword in his hand, the one he had just chosen.

The battlefield was completely silent, with only an old soldier with a broken arm staring ahead with a dead look on his face: "In this march, the enemy had 50,000 men and we had 20,000, but we successfully defended the city gate!

All 50,000 enemies were wiped out, and all 20,000 of our own were sacrificed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old soldier raised the sword in his only remaining hand and slashed his throat.

Mu Qingli's eyelids twitched when she saw this scene. She took a few steps forward and her vision suddenly went dark.