The Holy Market Dojo was quiet.
I don't know how many times Luo Fu has made the monks speechless.
Thirty-six imperial heirs looked at Luo Fu blankly like they were looking at monsters.
The Holy Ruins Empress was speechless for a while.
She looked at Luo Fu carefully, up and down, and said meaningfully: "Luo Fu, tell the truth."
"This emperor has lived for thirty thousand years, and you are the only person whom I cannot see through at all."
Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "What can't be seen? Age? State?"
The empress said: "It's because I can see through everything, so I feel even more invisible."
Luo Fu smiled slightly: "If you look at the mountains, they are mountains, and if you look at the water, they are water."
“Looking at mountains is not mountains, looking at water is not water.”
"Look at the mountains, they are still mountains; look at the water, they are still water."
The empress thought thoughtfully and narrowed her eyes: "Are you telling me that I am in the second stage and that the mountains are not mountains?"
Luo Fu shook his head: "If you think it is a mountain, I will tell you that it is not a mountain, and you will not believe it or understand it."
"If you want to see through me, just keep looking. That's it."
The empress had a hint and said, "I'm afraid that the more I look at it, the more confused I become."
After saying this, the empress no longer struggled with this problem. She turned back and faced the crowd.
Said: "This emperor announces that the performance of the Holy Son is over."
"All fellow Taoists have seen the performance of the thirty-six Holy Sons, and you can make your own decisions and make your own choices."
"I will give you time to think about it, and when Canglan's discussion is over, the apprenticeship ceremony will be held."
"Now then."
The empress' gaze paused on Luo Fu: "This emperor announces that Luo Fu's sword intent level is tentatively determined to be the emperor level."
"Luo Fu will be qualified to participate in a swordsmanship competition at the Taoist level."
"You sword masters and sword masters, you should have no objections to this, right?"
All the sword immortals immediately cheered: "We have no objection!"
The sword masters nodded slightly: "That's how it should be."
Luo Fu has a very good relationship with Poxu Sword Master Xiahou Tianyang, so the sword cultivators naturally have a closer attitude towards Luo Fu.
On the other side, the sword immortals and sword saints all had gloomy faces and said nothing, but they did not raise any objections.
At this time, a swordsman stood up and smiled in the direction of swordsmanship: "Hey, let me tell you, the Holy Son just performed, but our swordsmanship won."
"Didn't you say that the way of swordsmanship is stronger than our way of swordsmanship? Then why don't you express this result?"
A sword immortal stood up and said angrily: "In a competition between juniors, winning is not something to be proud of!"
"If you have the ability, let your Sword Master compete with our Sword Master and see who can have the last laugh!"
The swordsman curled his lips: "If you have a tough talk, just keep a tough talk!"
The empress stood up and waved her hand: "There is no point in fighting with words. Whoever can win the position of leader can truly convince the public."
"The next step is to get to the Taoist level and discuss the Tao with swords."
After the empress pondered for a moment, she turned towards the thirty-six saint sons and said, "Before, Dongfang Wan'er asked this emperor how to judge the meaning of a Taoist-level sword."
"Then I will give you a brief explanation."
"The sword intent and sword intent of your saint sons are like a piece of white paper and have no special effects. Therefore, chopping weapons can be used as the criterion."
"but……"
After saying this, the empress raised a green finger to the sky.
On the fingertips, suddenly, a small pure black sword intention appeared.
This sword intention is completely black and has the shape of a sword.
The empress' gaze drifted towards a towering ancient tree outside the dojo, and she suddenly shot her sword towards the ancient tree!
call out!
The sword-shaped sword intent instantly passed through the void and shot directly into the ancient tree.
But the ancient tree was unscathed!
"Eh?" All the saints looked at each other, not knowing why.
One of the saints wondered: "Why is there no damage to the ancient tree? Could it be that the empress' sword power is not enough to hurt the ancient tree?"
Dongyang Zhengfeng sneered: "Ignorance! The empress is the second among the seven sword masters. How can her sword power not even hurt a tree?"
Just as he said that, the scene that happened next shocked all the saints.
The intact ancient tree suddenly began to lose its leaves and its bark rotted!
In just a short moment, the originally vibrant ancient tree turned into a dead tree!
Thirty-six saints, eyes wide open, looked at the ancient tree in disbelief.
The empress said calmly: "At the stage of Taoist Immortal and even Taoist Saint, their sword intentions have different powers."
"Either behead the heart, or behead the mind, or behead the thoughts, or behead the soul, or just like you, just behead objects."
"Therefore, it is not rigorous to use chopping weapons against them to test the level of the sword's intention."
All the saints suddenly understood and nodded: "Thank you, Empress, for your guidance."
Dongfang Wan'er said excitedly: "It turns out that sword intent and sword intent can achieve such unpredictable effects. It's really exciting."
"I hope that one day I can also possess such a powerful sword spirit. That would be great."
The empress smiled slightly: "You have just started. There are still many things to learn. Take your time, don't be in a hurry."
Dongfang Wan'er pointed at Luo Fu: "Luo Fu has just started."
A rare moment of embarrassment appeared on the empress's face, and she said: "Ahem, him, don't compare with him, he is different from you, he is not a normal person."
Dongfang Wan'er stuck out her tongue playfully.
"Wow!" In Luofu Jiutianling Palace, Xiao Gu suddenly screamed strangely: "Master Yin, the maid scolds you. When Xiao Gu eats her, wow wow!"
Luo Fu's eyes lit up and he said secretly: "Xiao Gu, are you awake?"
"Oh? When you wake up, you will reach the first level and the third level?"
So fast!
Before this little guy went to bed, he was still at level one and level two.
After sleeping for three or four days, after digesting all the spiritual stones in my belly, I reached the first level and the third level!
This is already equivalent to the third level of the spiritual palace of human monks.
The little ancient beast laughed proudly: "Hey, haha!" "I'm hungry again! Let's eat!"
After saying that, he stuck out his little tail and plunged into the billion spiritual stone mountain.
Luo Fu observed for a while and found that Xiao Gu was devouring spirit stones at twice the speed before!
In other words, in the same period of time, he could swallow two million low-grade spiritual stones.
Suddenly, a gap opened up on the Lingshi Mountain, and the little ancient tiger's head came out of his head. While stuffing the Lingshi into his mouth, he said: "Master Silver, bang bang bang..."
"Low-grade spiritual stone, bang, bang, it can only allow Xiao Gu to reach the second level and ninth level at most, bang, bang, wait until Xiao Gu reaches the third level, bang, bang..."
"You have to eat middle-grade spiritual stones, bang..."
"Crack."
Luo Fu said: "Yes, I understand. If I find a chance, I will exchange it for you for some medium-grade spiritual stones."
Xiaogu: "Bang bang."
"Okay, eat slowly."
"Crack."
When Luo Fu returned his attention to the Holy Market Dojo.
At the edge of the dojo, there was a snow-white jade tablet.
The jade monument is thousands of feet tall and has no flaws.
The entire stele exudes a thin layer of halo, which actually contains a mysterious Taoist charm.
Luo Fu only glanced at it briefly, nodded slightly, and said to himself: "This thing is not a mortal thing."
Coincidentally, the empress was introducing the origin of this monument to everyone.
"This is the Wufeng Ten Thousand Gods Monument. Everyone knows that in various secret realms, there are ruins of the battlefields of immortals and demons, and the battlefields of gods and demons."
"This Wufeng Ten Thousand Gods Monument was picked up from the battlefield of gods and demons."
"This monument can detect the highest level of super-god-level sword intent and sword intent."
"At that time, all the sword masters and Taoist saints can use their swords to attack this monument and get the test results."
Everyone nodded.
The empress's words were obviously meant for those who had just joined Canglan Lun Dao and the thirty-six saints.
"Okay, now I would like to invite fellow Taoists from the Way of Swordsmanship and Swordsmanship to come forward."
After saying this, four sword masters and four sword masters came to the inner field one after another.
The Empress did not wait to introduce the identities of these eight people.
The Haotian Sword Saint was the first to step forward, stood with his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "The Haotian Sword Saint is proficient in thirty-six types of sword intentions, and the most proficient among them is named Tiangang Haoran Sword Intent!"
When Xiahou Tianyang saw this, his eyes narrowed, and he also took the initiative to stand up and said calmly: "The Po-Xu Sword Master is proficient in thirty-nine types of sword intent, and the most proficient among them is the Galaxy Nirvana Sword Intent."
The casual cultivators at the scene immediately burst into warm applause.
"Haha, this is the first time that the leader of the two great sword masters, the leader of the sword masters, has taken the initiative to claim his family."
"Yes, it seems that this time, the sword battle will be more intense than in the past."
"Back then, Fellow Daoist Xiahou Tianyang fought fiercely against the three great Sword Masters in the outer realm to save Fellow Daoist Luo Qingfeng. He became famous in one battle and made the Haotian Sword Saint's desire for comparison reach its peak."
"Both sides are holding back their energy and want to compete."
"This sword fight is something to behold."
While everyone was chatting, the other three great sword masters and the three great sword masters also announced their families.
But it was obvious that the attention of all the casual cultivators present was only focused on the Po-Xu Sword Master and the Haotian Sword Master.
These two people are the key figures in the victory.
The empress smiled slightly, and glanced at the two great masters who were facing each other tit for tat, and said: "Poxu Sword Master and Haotian Sword Master, both of them have served as masters of swordsmanship and masters of swordsmanship."
"Throughout the years, the two have been indistinguishable in terms of their sword skills. They are almost the same."
"Then this time, let's wait and see who will take the position of leader of the sword fight."
"Next, I announce that the way of the sword begins!"
"Who will be the first to fight?"
An upright and proud old man suddenly turned into a sword light and appeared in front of the Monument of the Ten Thousand Gods in an instant, saying: "The Netherworld Sword Master has shown his disgrace!"
After saying this, the Netherworld Sword Master held his left hand upside down and pointed to the sky with his right hand.
A sword that reaches the sky rises from the ground!
That sword intent reached a height of ten thousand feet, straight into the sky!
The dark blue and light gray Ten Thousand Zhang Sword Intention exudes the meaning of the netherworld as if it can penetrate the Nine Netherworlds.
This sword intention does not contain any attribute power, but everyone can see that this sword intention comes from the power of darkness and darkness.
In the blink of an eye, the Netherworld Sword Master slashed down with one sword!
Sword, move!
In an instant, the meaning of the underworld burst out.
The entire Shengxu Dojo and all the casual cultivators felt as if they were in a sea of netherworld!
The terrifying Nether Sword Intent cut through the void and struck the Ten Thousand Gods Monument with thunderous force.
Boom!
The huge Holy Market Dojo was shaken by the earth!
The thirty-six saints were stunned by this sword.
Dongfang Wan'er looked at the Netherworld Sword Intent in shock and said in despair: "Oh my god, we all have to condense the sword intention into weapons to exert its powerful power."
"But the Netherworld Sword Saint can actually cause such terrifying power with just his sword intention?"
"If he condenses this sword intention into the weapon, or condenses it into the sword light of the martial arts, then with this sword strike, wouldn't it mean that thousands of miles of territory will be turned into ashes?!"
"Is this the cultivation of the Sword Master? It's too terrifying!"
At this time, a line of large characters slowly appeared on the Ten Thousand Gods Monument.
"Mortal Sword Intention, Sub-Saint level."
