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Before Hu Yan and Liu Yan could enter, two big men holding swords in golden armor standing at the stone gate at the foot of the mountain stared at the foot of the mountain star, one of them stared at the two of them like a cow, with fierce eyes glaring at the two of them. The sword was unsheathed, and the sound of shouting was as loud as thunder.

These two big men holding swordsmans with golden armor are stronger than Hu Yanshang. In addition, this heavy armor with golden fine hooks makes them look like a magical weapon, and they are also the cultivation level of the body consciousness. Such a glare is quite powerful, and the thunder suddenly blew up, which is enough to shock the little one.

Hu Yan grinned, still showing a bit of arrogance and evil spirit, and clasped his fists and said carelessly: "Sha family's surname is Hu Yan!"

“Hmm?”

The two golden armored sword guards looked at each other, and Yu Huyan's calm and calm response posture and his burly figure were a little sympathetic and looked at each other with a high look. So although he was still dedicated to his duties and could not change his rigidity, his solemn tone, his expression slowly changed, "Let's talk about it, what's going on with my sword demon?"

"Sha family has been practicing swords since childhood, and has long heard of the famous sword demon sect. Now that they have practiced hard, they have brought their own servants to come to the sword demon sect to learn skills and improve their sword skills!" Hu Yan smiled and clasped his fists, his voice as loud as a bell.

"So it's time to learn from a master!"

Two big men in golden armor looked at each other and smiled, "If you know your own shortcomings, you can go up the stone path on the left and go up the Demon Palace at the end. After reporting, the elders in the hall will come out. You will work with a group of people who are studying to take the skills of sword skills in school. After passing three levels in a row, you can join my sword demon. If you get an errand, you can become an outer disciple!"

"Um? Outer disciples?" Hu Yan murmured, as if he was complaining, and was dissatisfied, so he grinned and offered two pieces of body-conscious flesh to the two, but they were also very important. One piece was at least three or five pounds, and he was quite generous. Then he laughed and said, "Two brothers, although this outer disciple is a disciple of the sword demon, he cannot learn profound martial arts. Brothers, I believe that my martial arts are outstanding and I do not want to delay this. I hope the two brothers will give me advice and give me a shortcut!"

Seeing that Hu Yan was so sensible and generous, it was quite suitable for both of them, so he kept putting the flesh and blood into his own pocket without showing any expression.

The big man on the right side of the cow-eyed man said in a muffled voice, "If you have a high opinion of yourself, you can walk up the stone path behind me, and the end is the Hall of Heroes. If you can engrave names on those Heroes and your sword skills can reach the eyes of the elders in the hall, you will be considered as the great fortune and will be able to sit directly at the position of the inner disciple! If you wait in one step, you will reach the sky!"

Hu Yan's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled and bowed and said, "Thank you for your advice! If you can be the junior brothers of the two brothers in the future, you will be destined to meet at this time. When I hold a banquet to celebrate in the future, I hope the two brothers will come to appreciate their faces!"

Upon hearing this, the two great men in golden armor laughed silently, and could hear the arrogant nature between the lines of Huyan. Although they were a little humble in their words, they were still invincible arrogance. It seemed that he would pass the level after going up the mountain this time. Being that inner disciple seemed like a natural result, and he never had any worries.

"If you really become an inner disciple, I will definitely come to congratulate you and ask for a glass of wine!"

Hu Yan raised his eyebrows and laughed, and wanted to say a few more words. There were already three or five people behind him, and they were also planning to come to the sword demon sect to become a disciple. When they saw another person, the two big men in golden armor immediately stopped their smiles and said impatiently: "Don't talk anymore, it has delayed our brothers' errands, go up quickly!"

"Yes, yes! Two elder brothers, there will be a date later!"

As he spoke, Hu Yan led his face with a timid look. Liu Yan, dressed as a servant, stepped into the mountain gate with a smile.

When you enter the magnificent mountain gate made of old bluestone in the Knife Demon Sect, you will see the stone path up the mountain. There are countless forks along the way from the straight up the stone path, like a spider web, each with its own place to go. Hu Yan remembers what these two people said before, and after entering the door, he will walk from the right and step up the first stone path that winds and turns right.

Walking along the way, it was only more than ten miles, and it was slanted up to the mountainside. The stone path reached the end. There were many halls in the distance. The door was opened in the front. The hall was the most majestic and magnificent, but it was not as noticeable as the high monument in front of the hall that could compete with the peaks of the mountain.

The tall monument was dark and light-free, and the base covers an area of ​​thousands of feet in front of the hall, but the top of the monument was even more up to the sky, at least thousands of feet high.

The threads on the surface of the stone tablet were circulated, and there were fewer than tens of thousands of names engraved. I think it was the end of the endless years of the sect. There were so many heroes like Hu Yan and talented people who claimed to be superb sword skills, so they proudly came to the monument and engraved their own names. Perhaps the owners of the name had already fallen, but this name was still listed here, as if they were proof of the glory of the name owner back then. With the stone tablet, a silent accumulation of thousands of years, it finally left a trace of what they had been here in the world.

This temple complex is extremely pure, as if it is rarely visited by people. The fallen leaves fall on the bluestone ground. There is no one who cleans it for a long time. Looking up, it is difficult to see the figures coming and going, as if there is no one here.

After Hu Yan and Liu Yan walked under the stone tablet, they silently stared at the many names on the stone tablet, thinking about the legends, stories and many ups and downs of grievances and revenge behind the name were all submerged in the long river of history. Apart from this name, there was no more hearing, and they were suffocated.

Hu Yan is a cheerful person. How could he be disturbed by such inexplicable emotions for too long? When he was awake, he stood with a smile and looked down at the two most vicissitudes of the big characters on the base of the stone tablet. The pen tip is simple, and each character is very wise and exquisite, as if it means a knife technique, but it is a seven-character poem.

"The stele of heroes in front of the Hall of Heroes. If you want to leave your name on the stele of heroes, you can carve your name and surname by raising your sword. How dare you ask if the sword technique is amazing to the immortal?"

The poem begins with a plain and a shock at the end, and immediately shows an unparalleled spirit of pride, which is very consistent with Huyan's temperament. He murmured and exclaimed for a moment. He took out his own magic sword and raised his head proudly, with his eyes brightly looking at the highest point where the names are left.

"drink!"

Hu Yan shouted softly, pounded all his strength, and then stomped his feet and jumped up. His strong arms were shaking with muscles and trembling slightly, and the sword energy was like a dazzling starlight, which made people dare not look directly at it.

"laugh--"

The sword shocked the mountains. This sword was used to shock the many innocent people in the mountains. Even a thin old man who was sitting quietly on the tallest and most majestic hall in the top of the mountain was suddenly opened his eyes. His sharp eyes were filled with light and shining in the direction of the heroic hall, as if he had penetrated countless obstacles, and he was looking at Hu Yan who was out of the sword.

"Well...it's interesting..."

It was nothing more than a moment of beauty. The sword energy was like the falling stars. It thrust into the height of the stone tablet. After blinking, Hu Yan had already put away the knife and floated down like falling leaves. He stood firmly in front of the monument, looked up at his own name engraved, showing a look of satisfaction.

But there are two tiny black dots above the name of Wan Qian Zuo, as small as a tadpole, which is really simple and unpretentious. If you look at it intently, you can see two words with teeth and claws, hiding a ferocious look, and the strokes are as thin as hair, but you don’t know how deep it is to penetrate. It can be seen that the degree of condensation of the sword energy is indeed extraordinary. The small two words are high above, revealing the meaning of looking down on the heroes. The arrogant sword posture is the word "Huyan".

"This...this..."

In the magnificent hall behind the stone tablet, the door of the hall had been pushed open at some time, revealing a sparse old man with a long time since Hu Yan came beside him, and he widened his eyes and looked up, folding the wrinkles on his forehead deeper.

"I have seen the elder, and I am about to join the sword demon's sect..."

Hu Yan was so obedient that he was tactful and tactful that he saw the old man appearing silently beside him, so he looked shocked and hurriedly bowed to the old man with his fists and reported respectfully.

But before he finished speaking, the old man suddenly waved his hand and said hurriedly: "No need to say anything. The Lord of God has just sent a message to me, so you can go up to the top of the mountain with me. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it when you meet the Lord of God!"

The old man said nothing and waited for Hu Yan to answer. He raised his arms and stretched out his dry claws. At the moment when Hu Yan was about to avoid it, he had already pulled the collar behind Hu Yan. Suddenly, a huge force was suddenly pulled away from the ground by Hu Yan without any refutation. When the wind in his ears appeared, he quickly ascended to the top of the mountain.

"Girl! You'll wait for me here, Master, I'll come--"

The sound of Huyan sounded at the hillside, but when the sound of falling came from the top of the mountain, it could be heard from afar. The old man was really impatient, and the speed of his leap was even more amazing. Obviously, not only was his cultivation unfathomable, but his light skills were also extraordinary.

He ignored the sudden abandonment and stood in a daze. Liu Yan, who had not yet come back to his senses, only saw the flowers walking in front of him. However, the scenery changed rapidly. He was dazzled, and suddenly the scene suddenly became dim and had been thrown into the middle of a hall by the old man.

"Master of God, the man has been brought here!" The old man bowed forward and said respectfully.

In front of him and Hu Yan, on the tall seat, the thin old man sat cross-legged and said lightly: "Well, you go back first!"

"yes!"

The old man responded to the promise and respectfully stepped back. When he could get out of the hall gate, he immediately closed the hall gate carefully, turned around and smiled happily, and turned back silently.

In the hall, Hu Yan had already gotten up at this moment and secretly glanced at the thin old man in the tall seat. He saw that he was wearing a king's crown and a long robe with fine embroidered gold wire, with countless old fine lines on his face, high cheekbones, hooked nose and knife eyebrows, a cold face, his eyes were as sharp as a torch, and he was looking at him sharply.

The gaze was too sharp, forcing Hu Yan to look at each other. He glanced at him quickly and immediately lowered his head, bowed respectfully and said, "My younger brother Hu Yan, I have seen the Lord of the Demon of the Sword!"

"Well, I've heard this name!" The old man chuckled, and suddenly became cold and said lightly: "Eighteen years ago, you made the demon-loving mess and the troublesome thing go wrong, and you couldn't be at peace? Is it because you made the demon-loving sect, Hu Yidao, and Wei Shejian lose all his face and become a laughing stock in the sect?"

Hu Yan grinned and scratched his head, "If there is no one else, he should be a junior."

Hearing Hu Yan responded calmly, the Lord of the Sword Demon God looked even more solemn, and suddenly said with a grim smile: "You thief is being chased by the Demon-Eating Sect, causing a lot of debts. Even if you really take the sword skills, how dare I keep you? Hey! You came just right, so I tied you and handed it to the Demon-Eating Sect, which was just enough to sell his Demon-Eating Ancestor to a great favor!"

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Chapter completed!