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Zhang Tian carefully looked at the rippling blue water of the lake, clenched the fishing rod in his hand, and thought to himself: "Calm yourself, and try to catch at least one!"

So he ignored Elder Xu and the big man around him, and sat down firmly on the stone pier, quietly waiting for the fish in the lake to take the bait...

Elder Xu and the big man wearing a bamboo hat came to the front of the lake, and stood there quietly watching Zhang Tian who was fishing...

Zhang Tian calmly adjusted his emotions. On the one hand, he had to use his spiritual power to keep the fishing rod stable, and on the other hand, he had to calm down and feel the fluctuations of the fishing line. It was indeed difficult for ordinary monks, but after about After half an hour, Zhang Tian finally stabilized his mind...

"Huh?... What's going on here?" Zhang Tian felt that his spiritual consciousness was moving forward along the fishing rod, extending to the fishing line, and at this moment, there was a slight flash of light on the fishing line...

"What? It's impossible to have such concentration at such a young age!..." Elder Xu and the big man's eyes widened, and they couldn't believe what they saw...

But Zhang Tian's mind was completely focused, and his consciousness continued to move forward along the fishing line...

When Zhang Tian's consciousness reached the round object, the round object had a warm feeling and was extremely comfortable, but the consciousness was still moving forward repeatedly. When Zhang Tian's consciousness extended to When he was in the clear water, his consciousness seemed to be soaked in thousands of years of cold ice, his whole body suddenly trembled, his beard and hair were all condensed into frost, and his face was covered in white... …

The consciousness suddenly curled back into the round object, and Zhang Tian's expression eased just now, but Zhang Tian was not discouraged, and slowly released his consciousness again. After so many times, Zhang Tian finally distributed his consciousness in the clear water. Among them, there is only a one-foot-sized ball...

Even so, it still shocked the two people standing beside them. It is unbelievable that a disciple who established the foundation could emit such divine consciousness. Like ordinary foundation-building monks, there is only a dim brilliance the size of an egg...

After Zhang Tian’s spiritual consciousness was released along the fishing rod, fishing line and hanging ring, it was only then that he discovered that after his spiritual consciousness was released in the water, it immediately attracted many fish in the water to swim over, "No, where are these?" What kind of fish is it, but a sword floating in the water! What's going on here?"

Zhang Tian seems to have discovered something, there is a mysterious formation in the water, and in the circulation of the formation, the sword in the water is swimming like a fish...

No, it should actually be floating. The swords floating in the water seem to have spirituality. Seeing that the halo emitted by Zhang Tian only has the strength of the foundation-building period, most of them turned their directions in disdain. It seems that they all have spirituality. I am optimistic about Zhang Tian's future, how good it is to be free, but I don't want to go out to fight with him...

This made Zhang Tian feel quite helpless, "It seems that these precious swords are not optimistic about my future at all! What should I do..."

Zhang Tian felt that he had better change his direction, to see if there was a suitable sword for him. After Zhang Tian changed a stone pier, a few swords like fish swimming in the lake swam over, but Zhang Tian felt that these swords were not at all. Somewhat unbearable...

At this moment, Zhang Tian shook his head, and stood up again to change a stone pier. When Zhang Tian put the fishing line into the lake, he surprised Elder Xu and the big man who were watching, and shook their heads. Waiting is still possible to get the opportunity to be recognized by the sword. If you are so impatient in exchange, how can you catch your favorite sword...

Zhang Tian changed to another stone pier again. When he sat firmly on the stone pier and put down his fishing rod, he found that after his spiritual consciousness extended, there was no movement of the same sword as before. Zhang Tian felt a little Curious, he thought to himself: "What's the matter here? Why is there no movement? Could it be that the swords in the formation in this place in the lake have turned into scrap copper and rotten iron? It seems that these swords are also good and bad! Even if they are really amazing In the long years, the magic weapon will become scrap copper and rotten iron! Maybe I can try harder?"

So Zhang Tian slowly began to stretch his own consciousness in the water with more force, but the surroundings were still quiet, and there was no reaction at all in the muddy lake water!

Just as Zhang Tian stretched and retracted his consciousness, he felt a faint black shadow flashing past, "What is this? Could it be..." Zhang Tian closed his eyes and meditated, and he felt a slight sword intent in the water.

"Sure enough! The sword here looks pretty good, and nine out of ten other swords are afraid of this sword, so there are no other swords here..."

Suddenly, Zhang Tian turned pale with shock. He suddenly felt a slight trembling in his body, as if there was a trace of sword energy overflowing, followed by a surge of sword intent that shot up into the sky, swiftly and violently along his body. The consciousness was violently released in the water. At this moment, under the rapid extension of Zhang Tian's consciousness, he saw a black sword in the water, which was slowly floating in the water. Reverted to the original appearance...

The two people who were watching Zhang Tian's every move on the shore suddenly felt a sense of crisis, but it was only for a short moment before disappearing, and the two looked at each other in surprise, "Could it be?... The sword...is there any movement?"

The two looked in Zhang Tian's direction in surprise, but Zhang Tian's fishing rod was still the same, Zhang Tian was still closing his eyes and quietly feeling the fishing rod in the water...

The spiritual consciousness in Zhang Tian's hand seemed to have returned to its original state, but the tree wanted to be still and the wind kept blowing, and the black sword in the water seemed to echo it, making a deep sword cry "嗡...", and it emitted light from its body. , At the same time, a vague force came straight to the ring under his fishing line. With a sound of "snap...", the black sword was firmly attached to the ring of the fishing rod in Zhang Tian's hand. on top of...

I saw Zhang Tian lifted the fishing rod upwards, and an ancient sword came out of the water with a "crash..." At this moment, a cold wind blew faintly on the surface of the lake. After reaching the shore, he stepped forward and took down the black sword, stroked it up and down slowly with his hand, and thought to himself: "Today you got rid of the stinky fish and rotten shrimp in the water, and I will fight the sword with you in the future Tianya, shake the prestige of the Seven Star Sect!"