Jiang Chen had planned to study the manuscript thoroughly.
Without anyone noticing, he would quietly make a trip there.
The Sword Catacomb was the place where Mount Shu's fate gathered. It was equivalent to the Three Pristines Temple and was only second to the Well of Gods and Demons.
What would he get if he signed in there? Almost everyone could imagine that it was completely beyond all the previous rewards.
However, he didn't expect that the Convention of Ten Thousand Swords would start as scheduled, saving him some trouble.
He immediately stood up and said with a smile.
"Alright, let's go together."
Li Jianyang nodded.
Then, he left the Shifter Sealing Tower with the other party.
He still walked across the rainbow bridge, but his usual cold appearance was different.
The rainbow bridge between the peaks was filled with disciples who were delighted.
Presumably, he was also preparing to participate in the Convention of Ten Thousand Swords and find a sword that belonged to him.
However, these disciples had been in the sect for at least a few decades or a hundred years. If the new disciples wanted to go, they had to wait until the next meeting.
"Senior Brother Jian Yang, Senior Brother Jiang."
"Hello, Eldest Senior Brother."
On the way, some disciples they met saw the two of them.
Respect appeared on his face. The Mount Shu Sword Sect was also a place where those who reached the top came first.
Li Jianyang was the most powerful senior brother of his generation, and he was naturally respected by many.
As for Jiang Chen, he was often called senior brother by the other disciples because he was walking together with them. Otherwise, based on the number of years he had entered the sect, some people had entered earlier than him.
Soon, the two of them continued to move forward and left the peaks of Mount Shu.
It was in the opposite direction of the Cliff of Reflection.
Finally, not long after.
A black mountain was faintly emitting a terrifying aura.
The mountain was not very tall, and it could not even compare to the surrounding peaks.
However, the massive sword intent that surged out of it was extremely powerful. Even if one stood far away, one could still feel it.
When he got closer, he saw swords stabbed into the mountains. Each sword was surrounded by a faint light.
In total, there were more than tens of thousands of swords. When their sword wills combined, they were incomparably terrifying, as if they wanted to pierce through the sky.
Some of these swords were once the swords of the ancestors of Mount Shu, although they were ownerless.
However, they all left behind their wills, sharp, powerful, and daunting.
The hundreds of Shu Mountain disciples stood on the spot and looked up.
All of them were filled with anticipation.
"Senior Brother Jian Yang, Senior Brother Jiang."
At this moment, Xu Changyu walked over.
With a smile on his face, the Ten Thousand Swords Convention had yet to begin.
He was already excited, hoping to get his sword in the next moment.
Jiang Chen stood there without any excitement. He wasn't in a hurry to sign in. Instead, he looked to the other side.
There was a graveyard. The tombstones were all in the shape of swords, and they were densely engraved with names.
Beside the sword tomb was where the ancestors of Mount Shu were buried.
He walked towards one of the tombstones, his eyes calm.
He bowed slightly.
"Senior disciple Jiang is…" Xu Changyu was full of questions.
"That was the place where Priest Mu, the previous tower keeper, slept.”
"Let's go and say goodbye too." Li Jianyang spoke, thinking of the eccentric old man who had guarded the Shifter Sealing Pagoda for his entire life.
Hearing this, Xu Changyu nodded and walked to the tombstone with respect.
Boom! Boom!
It was also at this moment.
An explosion sounded in the void.
Streams of light stopped in front of the sword tomb.
The leader was the Sect Leader of Mount Shu, Immortal Zi Yang. He smiled as he looked down.
"Once every two hundred years, the Convention of Ten Thousand Swords has officially begun.”
"You can release your divine senses and search for your own swords in the sword tomb!”
As soon as he said that, all the disciples present bowed.
Without any formalities, the Convention of Ten Thousand Swords began.
Everyone sat cross-legged and released their divine sense.
The sword tomb had a spirit, and so did the sword.
As long as he released his divine sense and found a suitable sword.
The sword on the sword tomb would directly rise from the ground and fall to the ground.
Hundreds of Mount Shu disciples released their Divine Senses at the same time.
Among them were Li Jianyang and Xu Changyu. Their Spiritual Force was the strongest, and they rushed up the sword tomb.
"Sect Master, do you think that these two swords will…" An elder spoke with a hint of anticipation.
However, when Perfected Zi Yang heard this, he shook his head slightly and looked down."Although Jian Yang and Zhang Yu are extremely talented, it's a pity that they're not suitable for those two swords.”
All the elders sighed. If it was those two swords, then Mount Shu would prosper.
Unfortunately, it had been thousands of years without a master. He could only continue to wait.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
At this moment, dozens of sword tremors appeared in the sword tomb, and then they shot out.
Dozens of disciples opened their eyes and flew into the air, holding their swords.
"My sword is called Roving Dragon!"
" This is mine. The name of the sword is Qinghong!"
"What a good sword! The sword that belongs to me is Yunri!”
...
The disciples who had obtained the sword were overjoyed. They could not help but open their mouths and say the name of the sword.
From now on, these swords that belonged to them would accompany them for the rest of their lives.
Soon, more and more people took their swords.
It was also at this moment.
Xu Changyu opened his eyes and flew into the air.
From the sword tomb, a sword that was emitting divine light shot out at an extremely fast speed.
From this, it could be seen that his sword was stronger than any of the previous ones.
Grabbing it, Xu Changyu stopped in mid-air and said in surprise,""This is my sword, the Taiyi Splitting Light!”
"It's the Taiyi Light Splitting Sword!"
An elder was overjoyed. That sword was ranked in the top ten among the ten thousand swords in the Sword Catacomb. It was extremely powerful!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
However, before they could celebrate, Li Jianyang opened his eyes.
Another sword shot out from the sword tomb. It was like a stream of light, emitting an extremely powerful aura!
He held it in his hand and felt it with his heart. Immediately, he was pleasantly surprised and said to everyone," This sword is called: Grand Pure Turbid Yang!"
When the elders heard this, they were overjoyed. The Taiqing Turbid Yang Sword was also one of the top ten treasures!
Now that the two disciples had obtained two divine swords, they had grown up.
They would be the pillars of Mount Shu.
Perfected Zi Yang was also extremely gratified. He knew that the next generation would not be worse than this generation and might even be stronger!
Jiang Chen watched all of this silently with a smile on his face.
You take the sword, I'll sign in!
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He saw the comments.
Haha, he definitely wouldn't fight with a bayonet.
There would be arrangements later.
Kneel and beg!
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