Longevity Tianque

"700..."

Wu Li heard the roar of many monks, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes. 700 years is indeed a very long time.

Wu Li didn't know, what would happen if he had been trapped in Hidden Sword City for 700 years?

Not to mention such a small place as Cangjian City, even when the Corpse Refining Sect was closing the mountain, Wu Li would sneak out from time to time early to take a stroll around the Shentian Realm.

"Finally got it..."

"Such a simple method has trapped us for so long, and I feel aggrieved just thinking about it!"

"It's more than aggrieved. If I were given another chance, I would never come to this place!"

"Me too, how nice it is to be in Shentian Realm!"

...

Many monks came out of the sin sword pavilion, holding a sin sword in their hands.

"Thank you buddy!"

A cultivator at the later stage of Jindan walked up to Wang Changsheng, clasped his fists and saluted Wang Changsheng, and said, "If it wasn't for the cleverness of Daoist friend who realized how to draw a sword, I don't know how many years I will be trapped here... "

"Hands up!"

Wang Changsheng also cupped his fists and said.

If it wasn't for the sake of not being able to wash the sword, Wang Changsheng would never have told these people how to get the sword.

Wang Changsheng is not a good person. These people are trapped in the Sword Hiding City. For the situation that will be encountered later, Wang Changsheng will have fewer enemies. Unfortunately, once Wang Changsheng does not tell the method of taking the sword, he will go directly to the sword pool to wash his sword. I am afraid that Wang Changsheng will not have the chance to leave Hidden Sword City.

"I'm going to wash the sword first, thank you fellow daoist again!"

The cultivator at the peak of Jindan also clasped his fists and said.

Saying that, many monks walked towards the Sword Washing Pond.

The atmosphere of despair is gone, and now the crowd is full of hope!

"Deacon Wang, tell me, if these people were given another chance to choose, wouldn't they really enter Dengxian Nine City?" Wu Li asked in a deep voice.

Wang Changsheng shook his head and said, "I don't know!"

Saying that, Wang Changsheng and Wu Li looked at each other, and they both walked towards Xijian Pond.

Really don't know?

Whether it is Wang Changsheng or Wuli, they already have the answer in their hearts!

Look at the old monster Hei, look at the old thief towel, he left Dengxian Nine City with the help of Li Fusheng, and stayed in Shentian Realm for so long, didn't he enter Dengxian Nine City again? !

In this, it is not because of the huge magical power of ascending the immortal nine cities, but because, for these top powerhouses of the Shentian realm, ascending the immortal nine cities is their hope to continue walking.

When the two arrived at the Sword Washing Pool, the figure of the old bandit Jin had already disappeared in the Sword Washing Pool. At this moment, beside the Sword Washing Pool, dozens of monks were sitting cross-legged. The sin swords of these monks were all suspended in the pool. The sword pool is constantly spinning.

Wang Changsheng and Wu Li were not in a hurry. When the old monster Hei washed his sword, he said that washing the sword in the sword washing pool is a sincere heart.

After waiting for nearly three hours, the Sword Washing Pool was still empty, with no trace of water in it.

"what's going on?"

Wu Li frowned, and asked Wang Changsheng: "Deacon Wang, Xijianchi..."

"Wait and see!"

Wang Changsheng said: "We have never experienced sword washing. I am afraid that this place is similar to the Sinjian Pavilion. We cannot find a correct way. Even if we sit and die here, we will not be able to wash our swords!"

Fukasa nodded.

"Sincerity leads to spirit, it's all nonsense!"

Not long after, there was a voice of shouting and cursing from the crowd, and then, a cultivator at the late stage of Jindan stood up, controlled the sin sword, and directly attacked the bottom of the sword washing pool!

"do not want!"

"What are you doing? So many fellow daoists wash their swords, why are you making trouble?"

"kill him!"

..

The actions of the monks in the later stage of Jindan immediately caused many monks to crusade. Now there are not a few people washing their swords. There are nearly a hundred monks in Hidden Sword City. Except for Wang Changsheng and Wuli, there are more than ten people standing around them, and the rest are washing their swords. Even the old thief towel sat cross-legged among the crowd.

Wouldn't it be troublesome for the monks in the late stage of Jindan to make a move at this time?

"Have we all been lied to?"

The cultivator in the later stage of Jindan didn't admit it, and showed a gloomy look: "What kind of shit is sincerity, so many of us wash our swords, if I say I'm not sincere, well, I admit it, but everyone present is not sincere ?"

"Why is the Sword Washing Pool still empty?"

boom!

Controlling the Sin Sword, it landed directly on the bottom of the Sword Cleansing Pool, and there was a roaring sound.

It's a pity that the Sword Cleansing Pond has not changed at all, not even a trace of sword marks left.

For things like attacking Xijianchi, during the years of being trapped, someone has already tested it, and it cannot be destroyed by gathering the strength of all the monks. This is similar to the Sinjian Pavilion. The monks in the later stages wanted to destroy the Sword Washing Pool, which was simply impossible!

gurgle--

The roar subsided, and amidst everyone's surprised expressions, there was a sound of flowing water from the Sword Washing Pond.

"Slap in the face!" Wang Changsheng said with a smile: "This is simply a slap in the face, so hard!"

Just now, the cultivator in the later stage of Jindan was still complaining, saying that no one succeeded in washing the sword, and was deceived by the black monster. However, in just a few breaths, there was water flowing from the bottom of the sword washing pool. What?

"Who is it? Who succeeded in washing the sword?"

"I don't know, it's not me, my sin sword didn't respond at all!"

"Mine is not abnormal either, it shouldn't be me..."

"See which sword the water flows to!"

..

At this time, no one cared about the sabotage by the monks in the late stage of Jindan anymore. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the water flowing from the bottom of the sword washing pool. In situ, watching the stream of water emerging from the bottom of the Sword Washing Pool.

hum!

Suddenly, among the dozens of sinful swords above the Sword Cleansing Pond, there was a sound of sword cry, and immediately after that, a stream of water appeared at the bottom of the Sword Cleansing Pond, flowing along one of the swords.

The monks present were no strangers to such a situation, because when the black old monster washed his sword, the situation was exactly the same as now.

"Everyone take back their sin swords, stand aside, and see whose it is!"

A voice came from the mouth of the monk at the peak of Jindan.

call out!

shhh-

No one refuted, and the monks sitting cross-legged around the sword washing pool all stood up, retracted their sin swords, and walked in another direction.

As the monks on the scene moved slowly, finally, a figure was seen sitting cross-legged beside the Sword Washing Pool, which was far away from the Sword Washing Pool.

"It's him?"

Wang Changsheng and Wu Li looked at each other with surprised expressions.

"This old man, isn't he afraid of death?" Wu Li said in a deep voice, "The first person who succeeds in washing his sword will definitely become the target of public criticism..."

"Perhaps, the method that Old Freak Hei said is correct!" Wang Changsheng said, "It's just that the old thief Jin probably didn't think that these people didn't find the way!"

This is also the reason why Wang Changsheng and Wu Li didn't wash their swords immediately, because neither of them had washed their swords before, and they didn't know the essentials, so they decided to take a look first, and there were not many monks present with such an attitude , but there are not many, there are more than a dozen, so Wang Changsheng and Wu Li didn't wash their swords in the first place, and they didn't look unusual.

The water flow approached the sin sword of the old bandit towel, and continuously washed over the sin sword. Not long after, the water that had washed away the sin sword turned blood red.

"Success!"

Wang Changsheng said in a deep voice.

Wukasa also nodded.

The monks present did not disturb the old thief, but quietly waited for the old thief to finish washing his sword.

However, Wang Changsheng saw that the monks present were moving slowly, and finally surrounded the old thief Jin.

Not long after, the water that washed away the sin sword was no longer blood red, but turned into a normal color, and the water in the sword washing pool also slowly subsided.

hum-

Old Bandit Towel's sin sword uttered a sword cry, and after a tremor, it returned to Old Bandit Towel.

The old thief towel also opened his eyes, and took the sin sword.

"Ok?"

At this time, the old thief Jin realized that he was surrounded.

"What's going on?" The old bandit Jin slowly stood up, looked at the monks surrounding him, and asked suspiciously, "Dear friends...what's the situation?"

No one answered Old Bandit Towel, and more and more monks at the peak of Jindan came out, looked at Old Bandit Towel, and said in a deep voice: "This fellow Taoist, have you succeeded in washing your sword?"

The old thief towel nodded.

After being in a trance, the old thief Jin had already guessed what happened, but at this time, pretending to be stupid is definitely the best choice.

"Okay, fellow daoist, please tell us how to wash the sword, we are very grateful!" the monk at the peak of Jindan said in a deep voice.

"Yes, fellow daoist, the method of washing the sword needs to be shared!"

"Just like how to get a sword, only by telling everyone can we advance and retreat together!"

"Fellow Daoist, tell us how to wash the sword, and we won't make things difficult for you!"

...

Got it!

These people obviously want to get the method of washing the sword from the old thief towel, making themselves look like uncles!

"These mentally handicapped!"

The old thief towel watched these monks keep shouting, and couldn't help roaring in his heart.

However, Old Bandit Towel didn't dare to show it on his face, because Old Bandit Towel knew that these people would not reason with him, and he didn't have the strength to push everything horizontally like Old Monster Black, otherwise, Old Bandit Towel The thief felt that he might kill these retarded ones one by one!

"Fellow Daoists!"

The old bandit towel put away the sin sword, cupped his fists and said: "Everyone, don't worry, I have successfully washed the sword, and I believe everyone will succeed in washing the sword!"

"As for the method of washing the sword, just like what Gu Ming said, sincerity leads to spirit!"

"Everyone, don't doubt, what Gu Ming said is true!"

After a pause, looking at the disbelieving eyes of the monks present, the old thief immediately said: "Really, sincerity leads to spirit, as long as you understand it well, you can succeed in washing the sword!"

"Think about it, everyone, what strength am I, I dare not lie to everyone!"

"What's more, this method was suggested by Gu Ming. With Gu Ming's strength, do we need to deceive everyone?"

After the explanation, the old thief Jin looked at the monks present, showing a helpless expression.