"The sword has a spirit. If you choose a sword, the sword will also choose you. Whether you can get a good sword depends on luck and opportunity. The swords abandoned by the predecessors are all in this hidden sword cave. At this moment, you will follow me in. You are extraordinary in the sword path, so there must be a famous sword to choose you. om." Zhu Jiuling gently brushed his long beard and went to the cave.

"Famous Sword? Haha!" Deng Yiming stood there, his mouth curled, and he smiled disdainfully, "What other sword in this world can compare to the long sword behind me?"

Seeing that Zhu Jiuling had entered the cave, Deng Yiming smiled and followed him in.

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Hidden sword cave.

It looked pitch black outside, but the cave was quite bright. After walking in, a large area of ​​space suddenly appeared.

"so much!"

Deng Yiming shouted softly. There was a pool of water in the middle of the cave, which was more than 200 meters in radius. The water depth was only half a foot. The pool was like a sharp thorn on the back of a hedgehog, densely filled with various swords, including big and small, long and short, some with dazzling brilliance, while some were rusted. The scene was really amazing.

"In this sword pool, there are the accumulation of my Taishang Sword Sect over the past ten thousand years, totaling 12,325 swords, including 8,872 ordinary grades, 2,523 magic treasure level, 874 spiritual treasure level, and even fairy swords." Zhu Jiuling looked at the countless swords in the sword pool, and felt infinitely proud. This was the largest sect in Penglai. I remember that his Qingling Sword was obtained in this pool. It was a spiritual treasure. I didn't know how many people envied at that time.

"Master, how should I take the sword!" Deng Yiming was quite shocked. The Supreme Sword Sect is indeed the largest sect in Penglai. Just looking at the sword in the pool, you can see that although he already has the sword on his back, he will not think that there are many treasures, and there are still fairy swords in this pool.

Zhu Jiuling bent his mouth, "Don't be impatient, you just need to go down into the sword pool, be calm and sense with your heart. If a sword is destined to be with you, it will naturally react."

"That's so simple?" Deng Yiming was stunned, and he was also somewhat expectant. There were countless swords here, and he could not tell which one was better or worse from his appearance. However, he had the confidence that he was not an ordinary person, so he would definitely choose himself as the famous sword.

Lifting up his trouser legs, Deng Yiming stepped into the cold sword pool with anticipation. The incident happened suddenly the moment he entered the sword pool.

"Knock, knock..."

Deng Yiming was about to close his eyes and sense it with his heart. But there were waves of gold and iron sounds coming from his ears. When he looked into the pool, the sword bodies of tens of thousands of swords were stirring at the same time, trembling and trembling. The sword bodies collided with each other, and countless ripples were rippled. The water in the pool seemed to be boiling, and instantly wet Deng Yiming's clothes.

"This!!!" Not only Deng Yiming, but even Zhu Jiuling was stunned when he saw this scene. All the swords in the pool were turbulent, and it was so violent that the sound of gold and iron was shaking.

The sword in the pool was a sign of choosing a master of the sword. Zhu Jiuling's heart was filled with huge waves. He looked at Deng Yiming in the pool with great shock, "So many swords choose their master together. Is his talent already so terrifying?"

Deng Yiming in the pool frowned. He could feel that these swords were not the ones who chose themselves as Zhu Jiuling imagined. They were afraid, and worshiping the emperor. What made them so abnormal was the long swords they carried on their backs.

He grabbed a long sword beside him. The sword was only three feet long, and the sword body was in a normal and simple manner. The word "emotion" was engraved on the hilt of the sword. It seems to be a good sword.

However, the moment Deng Yiming put me in his hand, the sword body trembled violently. Deng Yiming could clearly feel that it was afraid. It wanted to escape, but when Deng Yiming held it, it had nowhere to escape.

"Cang..."

The sword shook violently on Deng Yiming's hand for a while, and the sword body suddenly became turbulent and broke in an instant.

"This..." Zhu Jiuling opened his eyes wide. What he saw in front of him was so weird. The spiritual sword actually destroyed itself. Is this choosing a master? Turning to look at the pool, countless swords were still trembling.

Deng Yiming frowned, threw away the hilt of the sword in his hand, reached out to grab another long sword. In just a moment, the same scene happened again, the sword body broke and destroyed itself into pieces of scrap iron at the bottom of the pond.

After throwing away the hilt of the sword again, Deng Yiming looked deep into the sword pool, stepped on the water and went to the center of the sword pool, and grabbed a few swords at will. Whether it was magic or spiritual treasure level, without exception, it either destroyed itself or instantly the light dimmed and retreated into an ordinary level.

"Knock, knock..."

It seemed that he sensed Deng Yiming's arrival, and more than ten sword lights suddenly flew out from the pool. The sword lights were colorful and circling above the sword pool. When Zhu Jiuling saw that it was the more than ten fairy swords in the pool. Whenever Deng Yiming approached, the sword lights would escape in a hurry, and they were actually avoiding Deng Yiming.

"Yiming, come back~" Deng Yiming entered the pool for only a few minutes, and countless swords in the pool were destroyed. Zhu Jiuling felt extremely heartbroken when he saw Deng Yiming chasing more than ten fairy swords, and hurriedly stopped.

Deng Yiming stopped, looked up at the more than ten fairy swords that were hovering in the air, constantly avoiding him. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, turned around, pointed it gently on the surface of the pool, and flew back to the shore of the sword pool.

"Cent, Cent, Cent..."

As soon as Deng Yiming came out of the sword pool, the pool immediately settled down. The more than ten fairy swords sensed that the crisis had passed and soon fell into the pool again.

"Master, the disciple is incompetent and cannot obtain the fairy sword!" Deng Yiming bowed to Zhu Jiuling. Although he spoke a little regretful tone, there was no trace of regret in his eyes. In other words, none of the swords in this pool could catch his eyes.

"I don't know what this sword is, but it actually scared the sword in the sword pool like this!" Looking at the mighty long sword on Deng Yiming's back, Zhu Jiuling felt thoughtful.

Zhu Jiuling stood there for a while, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Don't worry, Yiming, where did this sword on your back come from?"

Deng Yiming's heart trembled, his brows frowned slightly on his bent face, then raised his head and said to Zhu Jiuling, "Master, this sword is a thing passed down from my family. Because it has no name, it is called the nameless sword. This time when I came to Penglai, my father gave this nameless sword to his disciples."

Zhu Jiuling nodded slightly, "Can you see with me?"

"Master, please see!" Deng Yiming smiled slightly, didn't mind, and immediately took the sword off his back and presented Zhu Jiuling with both hands.

The sword was shining with a faint golden light, and the sword body was wrapped in a golden scabbard. It looked very luxurious and luxurious, giving people the feeling of a sword emperor. Just looking at the appearance, it was no longer an ordinary person. Zhu Jiuling couldn't wait to reach out and take it.

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