Why are you two acting so sneakily? Where are you going? "
Li Mu saw Little Jiu and the Earth Gangster Tiger returning from the outside with shifty-eyed eyes. They didn't look like they had done anything good.
The Earth Ruffian Tiger looked at Little Nine with a guilty conscience.
"What else can we two little cuties do?" Little Nine confidently said, "I just found a place, dug out some fertile soil, and planted my morning glories."
Li Mu saw that the two were indeed stained with mud. With a few steps, they left muddy footprints on the ground. He was speechless.
In the end, he didn't ask any more questions.
Digging up some soil wasn't a bad thing.
Most importantly, Li Mu also vaguely knew the origin of the potted morning glory in Little Nine's arms. He also sympathized with the little flower demon Ling 'er. It was rare that Little Nine, the heartless guy, would be so kind to a person. It was fate.
Another few days passed.
That night, in the direction of the Sword Furnace in the back mountain of the Sword Forging Pavilion, rays of divine light suddenly shot into the sky. They dyed the night sky red, as if it was daytime. There was also the image of a phoenix thousands of meters long that shot into the sky, almost covering the entire back mountain.
The cries of phoenixes echoed throughout the universe.
There was also a sharp sword energy hidden within the shadow of the phoenix, which pierced through the sky.
Strange phenomena appeared frequently.
Everyone was alarmed.
"This is … the birth of a divine sword."
"Divine Sword of Phoenix Cry."
"Such a phenomenon, it's beyond my imagination. What kind of treasure has the Sword Crafting Pavilion forged this time? I'm afraid it's a Grade 3 Immortal Weapon or above."
"Grade Three. Looking at this phenomenon, it's at least Grade Four."
"Incredible, incredible."
"No wonder even the Eighth Prince of the Extreme Emperor Cliff came to participate in the Sword Appreciation Conference. This sword is extraordinary."
"If such a godly sword could belong to me, hehe."
"Save it. Since the eighth prince is here, do you dare to compete with him?"
"Haha, it's not like I can't give it a try. What if I'm fated with the divine sword?"
In the guesthouse district, relay station district, and other places of Flower Language City, the envoys of various forces, as well as many powerful itinerant cultivators and Immortals, were shocked when they saw such a strange phenomenon.
In the past few years, the Sword Forge Pavilion had forged all kinds of swords. The most famous one was a high-grade Immortal Sword called the Dragon Scale. It had been sold at a high price and was now in the hands of a true disciple of the Profound Senses Sect.
This was enough to make the Sword Crafting Pavilion proud.
This time, even though the Forging Sword Pavilion had repeatedly announced that the Phoenix Cry Divine Sword was of a higher grade than the Dragonscale Sword, many people still did not believe it.
Who would have thought that he would actually create a miracle?
All of a sudden, many people's hearts began to stir.
An Immortal Sword that was at least of the third grade! This was a treasure!
At the very least, in the entire Fragrance Plain, it was definitely something that could make all the forces go crazy.
In an instant, it was foreseeable that this Sword Appreciation Meet would not be as peaceful as it had been before. There would definitely be some turbulence.
Facing such a treasure, even if the opponent was the Eighth Prince of the Extreme Emperor Cliff, some people still wanted to try their luck.
In the VIP hotel.
Li Mu was also alarmed by the aura of the Immortal Sword.
"This sword is actually so extraordinary?"
This surprised him very much.
The Sword Forge Pavilion was just a small force. Its combat power and survival ability were probably slightly inferior to that of the Dao-Seeking Sect. How could it forge such a level of Immortal Weapon?
Its power did not seem to be lower than that of the Dark Gold Blade.
Li Mu stood in front of the window of the pavilion and looked at the frequent strange phenomena in the back of the mountain. He had some ideas in his mind.
This kind of Immortal Weapon was very powerful.
Especially since it was a sword.
Now that he was playing the role of Mu Mu, he cultivated the swordsmanship of the Blue Sea Sect. It was not suitable for the Dark Gold Blade to be too exposed for the time being, so he lacked a suitable Immortal Sword.
This Phoenix Cry Divine Sword was a good choice.
"It seems that I have to participate in this Sword Appreciation Meet. If I have the right opportunity and get this sword, my trip to the Sword Forge Pavilion will not be in vain. However, if I do that, the karma between me and the Sword Forge Pavilion will no longer be able to be separated. I'm afraid I will have to agree to the position of Elder Keqing."
Li Mu began to ponder.
…
…
Year 34567 of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals.
8th of June.
It was a good time to start a business and avoid marriage.
It was a beautiful day.
The Sword Appreciation Meet of the Sword Forge Pavilion officially began in the Sword Appreciation Square.
Only the leaders of the various forces, geniuses, and some powerful rogue cultivators who had been invited by the Sword Forge Pavilion were qualified to step onto the square and participate in the Sword Appreciation Meet.
Rather than saying that it was a Sword Appreciation Meet, it was more like a competition for swords.
The Sword Forge Pavilion had long said that in this Sword Appreciation Meet, they would choose a person with both ability and virtue, outstanding talent, and sufficient strength to become the master of the Phoenix Cry Divine Sword. Moreover, it was not limited to the Sword Forge Pavilion. Anyone who met these conditions could participate. As long as they stood out, they could become the master of the Phoenix Cry Divine Sword.
When Li Mu arrived at the Sword Appreciation Square, it was already crowded.
He had not noticed that there were so many people in Flower Language City.
Apart from the guards, true disciples, and other core members of the Sword Forge Pavilion, there were about two hundred other people. They were the rogue immortals and the major forces outside. They were waiting for the Sword Appreciation Meet to begin.
"I wonder how we should appreciate swords in this Sword Appreciation Meet?"
"That's right. How can we stand out and gain recognition?"
"Since it's a competition for swords, there should be a rule, right? Could it be that everyone goes up to the arena to fight, and whoever is the strongest will get the Divine Sword? If that's the case, what's the point of awarding swords? Just give the Phoenix Cry Divine Sword to the most famous person. "
"That's right. We can't just look at combat strength, right?"
"We have to prove that this person is fated with the Divine Sword."
All sorts of discussions could be heard in the square.
After hearing a few words, Li Mu could not help but laugh.
These people were really interesting.
They were too naive.
They were always thinking that a pie would fall from the sky.
In a competition for swords, there was no need for strength. What else could be used?
If one was not strong enough, even if they were lucky enough to obtain the Divine Sword, they would only become the target of other people who coveted the sword. They would not even be able to keep their own lives.
What's more, the Sword Pavilion intended to use the Phoenix Cry Divine Sword as a proof of allegiance to find a backer for themselves. If one was not strong enough, how could he be the backer of the Sword Pavilion?
Even if one used their toes to think about it, 99% of the people here were just minor characters, but they did not have the awareness of being a minor character at all. They were really whimsical and stupid.
Li Mu sneered.
No one dared to come over to greet Li Mu.
These days, Li Mu had been too aloof and did not make any friends.
In addition, the news of the destruction of the Dao-seeking Sect had also spread. All kinds of rumors described Li Mu as ruthless and bloodthirsty. He was like the God of Slaughter, ferocious and awe-inspiring. Ordinary people did not dare to approach such a devil.
Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard.
"Hey, Young Master Mu is already here. Just now, you were laughing at these mediocre people. Are they deceiving themselves?"
The Eighth Prince of the Huangji Cliff appeared behind him with a smile.
Li Mu turned around, cupped his hands, and said, "Your Highness is here too."
The eighth prince smiled and said, "I am also here for the Divine Sword of Phoenix's Cry. Last night, I saw a strange phenomenon at the back of the mountain. This sword is beyond my imagination. It should be a rare high-grade divine weapon. Young master Mu is a sword cultivator. Are you interested in it?"
Li Mu said, "I want to see the wonders of the Divine Sword. If we are fated, it would be impolite to refuse."
The Eighth Prince said, "Haha, the Divine Sword belongs to the capable. I hope Young Master Mu's wish comes true."
Li Mu smiled and did not say anything.
A moment later, the meeting began.
There were no overly complicated ceremonies.
The head of the Sword Pavilion, Tie Wujin, the Second Pavilion Master, Tie Wuqing, and the Third Pavilion Master, Heartless Iron, all appeared on the stone platform on the east side of the square.
Four sword masters of the Sword Pavilion carried a simple crystal sword coffin. They slowly walked over and placed it at the center of the stone platform.
The Phoenix Cry Divine Sword must be inside the sword coffin.
"Everyone, thank you very much for participating in my Sword Crafting Pavilion's Sword Appreciation Festival. I'll make a long story short. I'm sure everyone saw last night that the divine sword was born and that there were many strange phenomena. After our evaluation, the divine sword that was forged this time is of an extremely high grade, far surpassing a Grade 3 Celestial Artifact. This is a result that shocked everyone in my Sword Crafting Pavilion."
Tie Wujin went straight to the point.
As soon as he said this, the entire Sword Appreciation Square was filled with an uncontrollable uproar.
Far surpassing third-grade?
In other words, it was not just fourth-grade. It was very likely to be fifth-grade, or even sixth-grade?
Oh my god.
This was too unbelievable.
If the three grades of fairy weapons were a dividing line, then every grade after this dividing line would mean an earth-shattering change. It could not just be described as an increase in power.
If it was a sixth-grade fairy weapon, even large sects like the Demon Subduing Pavilion, the Donghuang Divine Dynasty, and the Xuanjian Sect would covet it and join the competition.
"This year's Sword Appreciation Conference is different from previous years."
"My Sword Forging Pavilion will set three questions as a test to choose the master of the Godly Sword."
"The first is the array test. Those who can complete the incomplete array set up by the Sword Pavilion will pass."
"The second is the elixir test. It is also an incomplete elixir recipe that needs to be completed."
"The third is the sword fate test. Those who hold the Phoenix Cry Divine Sword and can gain its recognition or control the Divine Sword to unleash its sword power will pass."
In one breath, Tie Wuqing explained the entire assessment method of the Sword Appreciation Meet in detail.
Li Mu could not help but laugh.
An incomplete array diagram.
An incomplete elixir recipe.
This method was a little like some small companies on Earth. They could not solve a technical problem, so they offered an outrageous price to attract the attention of talents. During the interview, they would use the technical problem as a test question. Once someone solved the problem, they would immediately stop the recruitment and no one would be hired.
The method was shameless, but the effect was excellent.
The one that could really decide the owner of the Divine Sword should be the third test, the sword fate test.
The first two were more like the "technical problems" that the Sword Pavilion had encountered. In the name of the Sword Appreciation Conference, they wanted to borrow the help of others to solve them for free.
This was the thinking of the f * cking Internet.
Furthermore, the so-called third trial, 'Fate of the Swords', was most likely in the hands of the Sword Forging Pavilion. They had long since grasped how to control and control the swords that they forged. If they wanted someone to have Fate of the Sword, then they would have Fate of the Sword.
It was a blatant black box operation.
It seemed that this so-called Sword Appreciation Conference was not fair at all from the beginning.
This was very interesting.
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