873: C873 Summoning

C873 Summoning

At the peak of the stone mountain, a palace stood alone. It was simple and unsophisticated, and it was unknown how many years it had existed for.

This was the Heavenly Sword Hall!

The hall was not large, but there was an incomparably large sword intent shooting straight into the nine heavens, intersecting with the heavens. Although it was condensed and did not disperse, and was hidden, the closer one got to the hall, the more one could feel its majesty, vastness, and might. Even the most powerful of cultivators would not be able to help but feel a sense of reverence for it.

If this sword intent completely erupted, even the entire "Pure Yang Sword Sect", or even the entire Yan Yang City, would crumble to pieces.

When he saw the Heavenly Sword Hall, Tang Huan could faintly feel traces of emotions converging from all directions, and continuously fusing into the strong sword intent hidden in the palace.

A part of it even came from his body.

"So that's how it is!"

As the memories of Hu Chan flitted through his head, a hint of understanding suddenly emerged in the bottom of Tang Huan's heart, "Every cultivator of this' Pure Yang Sword Sect ', as long as they remain in this Hidden Sword Mountain, or even the Yan Yang City, will all have a trace of understanding absorbed by this' Heavenly Sword Hall '. At the beginning, the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect' should only be a pure sword sect, only then would it be able to condense a strong sword intent as a foundation. After that, 'Pure Yang Sword Sect' began to be inclusive, the disciples who entered the sect were no longer limited to using the sword as a weapon, using the spear, blade, staff, halberd, all sorts of weapons can be used. "

Any cultivator, regardless of what weapon they used, would have a body tainted with the meaning of a weapon.

The sword had sword intent, the spear had Spear Intent, and the blade intent had an intangible, intangible intent. Ordinary cultivators wouldn't be able to sense it at all, not even they themselves.

Tang Huan was able to realize now that it was all thanks to the "Intangible Buddha".

Even if one's aura was restrained to the extreme, the intent of the weapon would still continuously emanate out. If it was elsewhere, it would disappear once the will was released. However, in this place, it was all absorbed by the Heavenly Sword Hall. For example, what Tang Huan released from his body was Spear Intent, the moment this Spear Intent entered the Heavenly Sword Hall, it would immediately be assimilated by the boundless Sword Intent, and would not be able to exist independently.

Heavenly Sword Hall absorbed all kinds of emotions continuously. After a long period of time, this terrifying sword intent gradually formed.

This sword intent, was not only the rich heritage of the "Pure Yang Sword Sect", but also the foundation of the "Pure Yang Sword Sect".

As long as this terrifying sword intent still existed, even if the "Pure Yang Sword Sect" weakened temporarily, no one would dare to attack the Yan Yang City in large numbers. If they really forced the "Pure Yang Sword Sect" to a dead end and activated the sword intent from the Heavenly Sword Hall, it was very likely that they would die together.

"No wonder the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect' was able to stand tall for so many years, the creator of the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect' not only has a foresight and foresight, his methods are brilliant as well."

Tang Huan thought for a while, then followed Zhuo Dongqing and Wu Zhao into the Heavenly Sword Hall.

The material of the palace was neither stone nor jade, wood nor brick, as though it was completely transformed from a sword intent. Standing in the middle of it, his entire body seemed to be enveloped by that terrifying sword intent, causing Tang Huan to feel as though he was walking on thin ice, not daring to make the slightest movement. Not only him, Zhuo Dongqing and Wu Zhao also became more cautious.

Inside the palace sat eight figures.

Directly opposite the door was an old man wearing a purple robe. He had a long hair and a delicate face. From between his brows, one could vaguely see the elegance of his youth. On the left of the purple-robed old man were three people, one was a tall and sturdy man dressed in golden robes, the other was an old woman dressed in black, and the last one was a beautiful woman in her thirties.

To the right of the purple-robed elder, there were four people. One was a handsome man in a white robe, while the other was a tall, hook-nosed old man in a fiery red robe. The last two were old men, one was thin and dressed in a yellow robe, and the other was a shriveled and wrinkled man wrapped in a green robe, looking as if he had stepped into a coffin.

They were the Sect Master s of the "Pure Yang Sword Sect" and the s of the seven tribes.

For example, Tang Huan could faintly determine their cultivation levels, but the feeling the eight people in the palace gave Tang Huan was deep and unfathomable. They did not intentionally restrain their auras, nor did they deliberately urge their auras. They just sat there quietly, towering like a huge mountain, vast as the ocean.

Seemingly in the instant he entered the palace, Tang Huan felt sixteen focused gazes land on him, causing him to feel as though his entire body had been completely penetrated, as though all the secrets in his body were being displayed in front of the eight people's eyes.

Even if it wasn't intentional, the look in her eyes gave people a sense of oppression. Even if it's Nie Kun and the other Gold Sword disciples, when they face the Sect Master with the greatest power and those seven Great Elder s at the same time, they would feel unreasonably nervous.

However, that "Intangible Buddha" allowed Tang Huan's soul to rest peacefully. Under the watch of eight strong warriors, Tang Huan's heart remained as calm as ever.

"Reporting to Sect Master, all Great Elder s, Tang Huan has been brought over!" Zhuo Dongqing bowed slightly and then stood on either side of Wu Zhao.

"Wind Department's disciple of the Silver Sword, Tang Huan, greets the Sect Master, everyone!" Tang Huan bowed towards the eight people in the palace calmly.

"That's right!" "That's right!"

The purple robed elder stroked his long beard and laughed approvingly, "He already broke through the seventh level of True Spirit Stage realm at the age of 25, his talent is indeed unrestrained, his future is limitless."

"Sect Master is too kind." Tang Huan smiled slightly.2

"Tang Huan, I heard that your success rate in forging low level Heavenly Soldier is already as high as 80%. The hook-nosed old man in red robes suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, an indescribable smile on his face.

"That's right!"

Tang Huan's heart moved, he glanced at Zhuo Dongqing at the side, and immediately nodded.

Not only was Zhuo Dongqing an Elder of the "Pure Yang Sword Sect", he was also the Head of the Southern Yan State. It was not difficult for him to find out about Tang Huan's forging situation from the Tiger Clan. This time, the reason why the Sect Master and the seven Great Elder s had gathered was most likely because Zhuo Dongqing had reported the situation to them.

After all, even the Sky Province s would not necessarily have a success rate of eighty percent. Not to mention that the quality of every weapon would be of the highest quality.

For a Yan State like him to appear and attract the attention of the upper echelons of the "Pure Yang Sword Sect", it was a matter that was only natural.

"Such a Tools Method Attainments is simply unheard-of."

The blue dressed woman looked at Tang Huan with praise, then turned her beautiful eyes and smiled at the red robed elder, and jokingly said, "Great Elder Meng, I think in a few years, the title of 'Pure Yang Sword Sect', will be given to Tang Huan."

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