Dou Po: I can upgrade everything

Chapter 206 The Old Sword Spirit
The Sword Master looked at the moving Qiankun Brush in surprise. Being familiar with the sword spirit, he knew that this was the ancestor's recognition of his sword dance.

When Chen Yan saw this, her delicate face as bright as the autumn moon revealed a happy expression. She had practiced sword dancing for many years, and she had no regrets now that she could be recognized by the sword spirit in the Qiankun Pen.

As her sword dancing posture became more bold and seductive, the Qiankun Brush's reaction became stronger and even started to spin in circles.

If you can get the Qiankun Pen, you will have a chance of reaching Douzun in the future, and you must successfully win the Sword Spirit!

Such a scene also stimulated Chen Yan. Her red lips curved slightly, and she worked harder, moving her lotus steps lightly, dancing around the Qiankun pen, and kept her charming eyes.

Yang Shou stared at the Qiankun Brush. Although the latter responded, it never left the restricted range.

Not right.

Gradually... the other onlookers discovered that Chen Yan's sword dance was indeed able to attract the Sword Spirit Ancestor, but in the end they did not really convince him.

Chess is one move.

The heartbroken Master Jian let out a long sigh of relief. If the sword spirit could be subdued so easily, it would be a disgrace to Wanjiange.

Fortunately, the Sword Spirit Ancestor still carried everything on his own, remaining motionless as a mountain, and his heart as solid as a stone.

The result is self-evident. When the dance came to the end, Chen Yan knew that it was difficult to convince the sword spirit. She looked at the Qiankun Bi with a resentful look in her eyes, her face turned red with embarrassment, and Shi Shiran stepped aside.

At present, all the Douzong have failed, and there is only one person left who has not taken action.

Facing everyone's gaze, Yang Shou became even more arrogant. He pointed his finger at the direction of the Qiankun pen and smiled softly: "Here comes the pen."

After the words fell, the Qiankun pen was suspended in the air without any reaction.

Everyone's hearts tightened and they continued to observe.

From 1 minute to 2 minutes to 3 minutes, the Qiankun pen still stayed in place.

The Dou Zong watching the show burst out laughing in unison, their laughter full of irony.

Tu Shan, who was as strong as a bear, held his stomach and grinned from ear to ear: "Brother, how do you practice metaphysics?"

"Do you really think you can get an opportunity by just beckoning?"

"Not much better than me digging soil." Zhang Qi sneered, indignantly.

"Wonderful."

"I have practiced sword dancing for many years before I achieved this achievement. How can I compare it with just one sentence?" Chen Yan shook her head and whispered in her heart.

Yang Shou blocked their words, slowly opened his palms, and waited confidently.

"It's okay to lie to us, but don't lie to yourself, brother." Douzong, who was comforting the three earth demon bears, said bluntly.

suddenly!

Sword Master's pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression suddenly changed.

There was a clear sound.

The Qiankun Brush trembled slightly, and suddenly turned into half a foot in size, and fell into the palm of the white robe.

At this moment, the sarcastic smiles on the faces of everyone present suddenly solidified.

Why?Get recognition without brute force!
Why?You can gain the favor of the sword spirit without breaking the restrictions!

Why?Just one sentence?

Why!
There is only one question in everyone's mind.

Yang Shou looked at the Qiankun pen lying in his palm, and immediately held it firmly.

In an instant, the situation changes and the world becomes silent!
The next moment, the sword energy in the entire Sword Mountain boiled, and the power of the move was suppressed violently, causing everyone present except the Sword Master to kneel down uncontrollably.

Thousands of swords gathered together in tacit understanding, like a meandering river, and they all bowed to the man in white robes.

Standing in the vast sea of ​​sword energy, Yang Shou stood with his hands behind his back and just whispered one word.

moment!

The sea of ​​swords disappeared, the sword energy dissipated, and all the swords returned to their original positions.

What followed was an invincible aura that was unparalleled in history, and the aura of a powerful Dou Zun was fully revealed.Everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to the position of the white robe, like a mayfly looking up at the blue sky.

The pressure is coming.

Just kowtow and don't dare to raise your head.

Lord Sword's knees were slightly bent and he was holding himself up, but his figure was sinking a little bit.

In a daze, he combined the former with the green-robed man in the light and shadow space in his memory.

The familiar feeling of suffocation.

Shocked!
"Wanjiange's little sword, long time no see."

The voice of the heart wrapped in fighting spirit came secretly, and the heavy pressure on his body was lifted away.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Master Jian confirmed Yang Shou's identity, but he still felt a little unbelievable when he looked at the person in front of him.

Time flies by, but why is he younger than me? His energy and blood are as strong as a furnace, and he really doesn't look like a Dou Zun who has lived for a thousand years.

Countless questions are growing and spreading like weeds.

The elders of Wanjiang Pavilion saw the pavilion master losing his temper, and for a moment they didn't know how to respond.

The Great Elder Jian Shang frowned and sent a message privately to remind: "Pavilion Master, should we take down the man who raised the sword?"

"No, even if you and I were all added together, we would not be the enemy of this person." Master Jian's eyes were complicated and his smile was slightly bitter. He gave the order: "He is an old friend of mine. Evacuate the rest of the people and say Wanjiange Pavilion." Not entertained."

Jian Shang and the remaining three elders should have resigned after receiving the mission.

At this time, Yang Shou played with the Qiankun Pen in his hand, and his spiritual consciousness communicated with the Sword Spirit Ancestor.

"My little friend, you are extremely talented. You can actually understand the inheritance of the first generation sword head from the sword energy of Jianshan." The sword spirit praised without concealing the appreciation in his heart.

However, before Yang Shou could reply, Sword Spirit changed his subject, sighed quietly, and said in an old tone, "It's a pity that I am old and will die not long ago. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to follow you anymore."

"I noticed that my little friend has the aura of a medicine cauldron on his body. Who is he on the Heavenly Cauldron List?"

Yang Shou did not show off, "The Holy Glory Cauldron has just undergone some changes."

The sword spirit knew that this was a secret, so he didn't ask any more questions and said slowly: "In that case, after my little friend has finished solving the trivial matters, I will give you an opportunity."

After saying this, the sword spirit fell silent.

At that moment, Master Jian came over, blocking out the surrounding perceptions, and said straight to the point: "I haven't seen you since I came out of the light and shadow space for thousands of years, Sui."

Yang Shou had no intention of covering it up, nor did he intend to explain it. After all, the power of the Time Monument was too incredible to be revealed to others.

"You have been recognized by the sword spirit, and you will be the sword leader of Wanjiang Pavilion from now on."

"Jian Yan, I have seen the sword head."

As he spoke, Lord Sword bowed to the man in white robes in front of him. The four elders behind him and the Wanjiange disciples in the square knelt on one knee and shouted in unison: "I have seen the sword head."

In fact, Yang Shou had no intention of being the sword master of Wanjiang Pavilion. He came to get the Qiankun Pen to prepare for planting a spiritual tree with sword attributes.

Unexpectedly, it was an accident.

The encounters in life are really interesting.

Seeing the solemn and serious expression on Lord Jian's face, he truly believed that he was the leader of Wanjiang Pavilion. Yang Shou knew that it would be unreasonable not to give an explanation today. If he wanted to obtain the heavenly material and earthly treasure that contained the attributes of the sword, he could not do without Qiankun. The help of the sword spirit in the pen.

After all, I think I have an extra romantic relationship with Wanjiange.

His foundation in Zhongzhou is still shallow, and he can control a force without any harm.

Thinking about this, Yang Shou raised the Qiankun pen high and said loudly: "Everyone, please stand up."

Lord Jian raised his head first, and the rest of the people also stood up one after another.

"Sword head, please."

(End of this chapter)