After changing to the ruthless way, the whole sect cried and begged for forgiveness

When little Shutong heard this, she immediately perked up.

After all, he is familiar with this matter.

"I know this. Only the last twenty-five people are qualified to go to the Sword Tomb. It's a very magical and powerful place!"

"There are countless famous swords inside, each of them is a stunning weapon, but they are not so easy to take away. They must be recognized by them."

"Up to now, this sword competition has been held so many times, and only three people have taken the sword from it."

Little Shutong said this with great longing.

Because his goal since he was a child was to go to the sword tomb and pick out a sword of his own.

Although his sword is very good now, it was given to him by his master after all, and it cannot achieve true unity between man and sword.

He needed a sword that was perfectly compatible with his true energy and even his soul.

And this kind of famous sword can only be found in the sword tomb.

"Only three people?"

Ruomu was slightly surprised when he heard this.

Although this sword-fighting competition is only held once every five years, it has been held at least three or four times.

Twenty-five people each time, at least more than a hundred people have been to the sword tomb.

These people are already absolute geniuses, but they cannot be recognized by those famous swords.

It seems that the famous swords here are indeed extraordinary!

"Don't be surprised, sister!"

"These famous swords were left behind by those predecessors who were just one step away from becoming immortals."

"Even though hundreds of years have passed, there is still a lot of my powerful energy left."

"Not to mention, these famous swords are made of treasures from heaven and earth that can no longer be found, so they are naturally more difficult to tame."

Lan Zhuochi explained to Ruomu very patiently.

Little Shu Tong, who was standing by, looked at him with envy.

"Humph! You are one of those three people. Why are you pretending to be a wolf?"

"You were the one who took the sword in the last sword fighting competition, weren't you?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhuochi smiled calmly, not feeling guilty at all.

no way!

The strength is there, and it is not something he can decide.

It was precisely because of that sword and the residual thoughts in the sword that Lan Zhuochi's cultivation level was further improved.

This is also the reason why he wants to trap Ruomu by his side.

"It's just good luck!"

"People like Senior Brother Ye Wenjue and Tu Sumie of the Seven Evil Sword Sect are the ones who are truly powerful, while I am just a lucky guy."

Lan Zhuochi said this, but he didn't mean it in his heart.

But in front of my sister, I always have to show a little weakness.

Although Xiao Shutong disliked him on weekdays, she could still tell the difference when it came to this kind of thing.

"Alright! Stop being so modest!"

"Out of so many people, only the three of you are recognized by the famous swords here. How could you be so weak? I think you are doing this on purpose!"

"However, in my opinion, Sister Xiaomu is also very capable. She will definitely be able to pick out a sword that suits her."

"It's been so long, but I still haven't seen Sister Xiaomu's magic weapon?"

Hearing Xiao Shutong say this, Lan Zhuochi was also very curious.

Ruomu rarely attacked, and it seemed that he never used any magic weapon every time he attacked.

Hearing this, Ruomu took out the flute with a helpless look on his face.

This was also what she originally wanted to use to conceal her mental power and soul-stealing ability.

However, it is not surprising that Ruomu does not use them. She has not yet met an opponent who can make her truly give her all, so she naturally does not need these.

"You've seen it before. That green ball of light is the spirit of this flute!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhuochi looked at the flute thoughtfully.

It seems that my sister also has a lot of secrets!

You should know that magical weapons with spirits are extraordinary.

Moreover, even in such a dangerous place last time, the green light ball was not affected at all.

I'm afraid it's of the same level as the famous sword in the sword tomb.

"Wow... so impressive! Sister Xiaomu now has two magical instruments with spirits."

“When will I get one?”

Little Shutong held her chin with both hands, her face full of envy.

Ruomu touched little Shutong's head, but his thoughts drifted elsewhere.

Xiao Shutong's unintentional words reminded Ruomu that she must have a magic weapon that she could use on a daily basis.

Otherwise, her mental power and soul-stealing skills would be easily exposed.

It seems that she will have to think of a way to cover it up a little during tomorrow's showdown!

……

On the day of the sword-fighting competition.

Su Xiaoxiao walked in with the disciples of Qingyun Sect, sighing.

This scale is indeed beyond the imagination of their small sects.

I don’t know how many spirit stones it would cost to create such a large scene.

The top layer is naturally the geniuses of the four major sects.

Further down are the people from the Upper Eight Gates. There is no place for those independent cultivators and they can only stand below.

"Oh my god! Is that Ye Wen Jue? He's such a handsome man! No wonder the female cultivators chasing after him can circle the Thousand Machine Pavilion a hundred times!"

"You don't understand this, right? The three people sitting in the top seats are the ones who took the famous swords away from the sword tomb!"

"For all these decades, there have only been three of them! I wonder if anyone has this ability today?"

"It's probably a bit difficult for me to tell. Although there are many geniuses in this class, I have never heard of anyone so abnormal and evil."

……

Su Xiaoxiao walked upstairs while secretly listening to their conversation.

At the same time, Su Xiaoxiao also looked up, and her eyes were naturally full of envy.

She studied very hard yesterday and learned some things.

For example, the contestants of this sword-fighting competition must be under 25 years old, and must have at least the Golden Core realm.

Each person can only participate once.

Otherwise, wouldn't evil characters like Ye Wen Jue and Tu Su Mie wipe out others every year?

However, Su Xiaoxiao also wanted to know who would be more powerful among these three people.

Although she was very confident in the strength of the Qingyun Sect's disciples, she was not so arrogant and ignorant as to expect them to be strong enough to enter the Sword Tomb.

As long as she can make it into the top 50, she will be satisfied.

After all, their Qingyun Sect is only one of the upper eight sects.

Even if he is a little stronger, how can he compare with the geniuses of the top four sects?

Thinking about it this way, Su Xiaoxiao felt that she was simply a little angel. She did not put any pressure on them at all, and even setting goals was so easy.

To be on the safe side, Su Xiaoxiao even divided the twenty Qingyun Sect disciples into two groups.

One group will participate in the round-robin battle, mainly to see if they can get any benefits, and the other group will follow the normal process.

"Master Su, please take a seat!"

As soon as Su Xiaoxiao arrived at where their Shangbamen was, someone came over to greet her.

Today, Su Xiaoxiao got up very early!

While the others were busy preparing for battle, she was busy cleaning herself up.

After all, she is the acting leader of the Qingyun Sect and represents the entire Qingyun Sect.

If they don't dress up nicely, wouldn't their Qingyun Sect look shabby?

Hearing someone greeting her, Su Xiaoxiao was no longer so reserved. She responded naturally and exchanged polite and hypocritical greetings with the other party.

If Ruomu is a casual cultivator, his position is naturally at the bottom.

She didn't want to cause any trouble, so she found a corner and sat down.

However, when she inadvertently lowered her head, she found that the pattern on the inside of her wrist had some light.

Although it was very faint, it was indeed bright, which made De Ruomu instantly alert.

Judging from this, the murderer who killed Shangguan's family should be at the scene!

"Don't worry! I will help you find the murderer!"

Ruomu felt Shangguan Mo's excitement and immediately comforted him softly.