The Mountain and River Sword Recognizes Its Master

The Shanhe Sword was like a tireless child, constantly flying around the top of the cave, and the surrounding vines were completely unable to bind it again.

Xiao Feng looked at the speed of the Shanhe Sword, couldn't help but calculate his own speed, stepped heavily on a vine, and landed next to the Shanhe Sword.

Taking advantage of the time the vines slowed down the Shanhe Sword, he grabbed the sword hilt with force.

He originally thought he could easily pull the blade down, but who knew the Shanhe Sword seemed startled and actually started drawing circles in place.

Xiao Feng followed the position of the Shanhe Sword, constantly flying in the air, gritted his teeth, and stepped on a vine, one person and one sword starting a tug-of-war.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng saw blood seeping from his palm, and understood that he had accidentally been cut by the vines just now.

Fortunately, the cut was not deep, otherwise he might have lost too much blood and fallen here.

Now, the vines also stood on Xiao Feng's side, desperately wrapping around the sword body of the Shanhe Sword, wanting to secure it again.

Unfortunately, the edge of the Shanhe Sword was already revealed, and as soon as the vines wrapped around the sword body, the overbearing sword energy instantly shattered the vines.

Just then, the blood from Xiao Feng's palm gradually entered the sword body along the hilt.

In just the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, the Shanhe Sword stopped moving.

Xiao Feng only felt a huge sword energy rush into his body, giving him the power to command the Shanhe Sword.

He looked at the Shanhe Sword in his hand with surprise, waved his single hand, and the Shanhe Sword fiercely stabbed towards the mountain wall, creating a large hole in the wall.

"Could it be... this is it recognizing its master?"

Before he could recover from the surprise, the surrounding vines seemed to lose their life and all withered.

Xiao Feng watched the vines in the cave fall from the air one by one, and couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that once the Shanhe Sword leaves, you will die."

No wonder the vines were willing to risk being burned by fire just to keep the Shanhe Sword; it turns out this sword is so important.

Now, the Shanhe Sword can be commanded by him, and he believes this sword is his weapon.

Xiao Feng pointed at the Shanhe Sword on the wall and then pointed at himself.

In an instant, the Shanhe Sword tore through the void and landed in front of him, and there was even the sound of the sword humming from the sword body.

Xiao Feng looked at the scene in front of him, his face full of ecstasy: "The task the Sect assigned me, I have finally accomplished."

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he looked around and found that he was still in the cave.

Without an exit, he naturally had no way to return to the Sect.

Xiao Feng sat on a stone slab with a speechless expression: "If there's no way out, the two of us can only stay in the cave and live out our lives."

As soon as he said this, the Shanhe Sword seemed to resonate, landing in front of Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng stared blankly at the Shanhe Sword's inexplicable movement and subconsciously grabbed the hilt.

Before he could react, the blade shot straight into the sky, and the top of the cave was easily cut into pieces like tofu.

At this time, there were still many Elders guarding around the Qingquan River.

One of the Elders looked at the Qingquan River and said, "Xiao Feng has been missing in the Qingquan River for a few days now, hasn't he? This old man doesn't believe he can come back alive."

Another person sighed, "It's not easy for the Qing Sect to have such a good Disciple, and now he has fallen in the Qingquan River, alas."

Just as the two were sighing, a huge vortex appeared out of thin air in the Qingquan River.

As soon as the vortex appeared, the Elder noticed the anomaly and hurriedly pointed towards the Sect: "Quick, go find the Sect Leader, say there is something strange in the Qingquan River."

The Qing Sect Disciples looked at the Elder's anxious expression and all ran towards the Sect Leader's room.

The river water in the Qingquan River has different effects, and if the river water flowed back into the Qing Sect, they believed that their Qing Sect would cease to exist.

In just the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, the Sect Leader rushed over from the Sect, standing behind the Elder: "What's going on?"

The Elder pointed at the Qingquan River in front of him: "I don't know why, but a vortex has appeared out of thin air in the Qingquan River, as if something is about to come out."

The Sect Leader walked a few steps forward with a serious expression, intending to completely seal off this space with Spirit Energy.

Suddenly, a cursing sound came from the center of the vortex, causing everyone present to freeze.

Xiao Feng, holding the Shanhe Sword, flew out of the center of the vortex out of thin air and fell in front of the Elder and the Sect Leader.

The Qing Sect Disciples looked at Xiao Feng's way of appearing and exchanged glances, not understanding why he was still alive.

Xiao Feng looked at them staring at him, got up from the ground with an embarrassed expression, and pointed at the Shanhe Sword in his hand: "I have not failed my mission."

With just these four words, the Azure Sect Master felt his whole body's blood begin to boil.

Since the establishment of the Qing Sect until now, no one has been able to retrieve the Shanhe Sword from below.

Now that Xiao Feng had successfully retrieved the Shanhe Sword, the Sect Leader cast a cold glance at the Elder next to him: "All Elders, the Shanhe Sword is here, do you still have any objections?"

The Elders listened to the Sect Leader's angry voice, exchanged glances, and walked to the side with bitter smiles.

Just then, Feng Luo walked out from the side with an angry expression: "The Shanhe Sword is definitely fake, no one can survive in the Qingquan River for a few days."

The lackeys heard Feng Luo speak and all raised their hands: "Yes, the Shanhe Sword is definitely fake, we don't know where he got it from."

The Sect Leader already had no good feelings towards him, and now seeing him leading trouble again, he pointed at the Elder next to him: "You two go and inspect the Shanhe Sword."

Although they had not seen the appearance of the Shanhe Sword with their own eyes, they had seen records of the Shanhe Sword in some ancient texts within the Sect.

Soon, the Elder came to Xiao Feng with a sheepish smile: "I wonder if you could let the two of us do an inspection."

Xiao Feng placed the Shanhe Sword in front of the two with a nonchalant expression, allowing them to examine the patterns on the Shanhe Sword and the thickness of the sword body.

Originally, the Elder intended to take the Shanhe Sword to the Sect Leader, but who knew that even with their combined efforts, they were unable to move the Shanhe Sword at all.

Xiao Feng watched the Elder's flushed face from afar and couldn't help but chuckle, flicking his finger at the Shanhe Sword, making the Shanhe Sword lose its control ability.

Since the Elder had just put all their Spirit Energy into the Shanhe Sword, now that the Shanhe Sword could suddenly move, it caught them off guard.

The two Elders stepped back several steps with the Shanhe Sword, almost falling on their backsides.

The Sect Leader saw that the Shanhe Sword had recognized Xiao Feng as its master and burst into laughter: "Xiao Feng will be the hope of our Qing Sect from now on, prepare the Disciple acceptance ceremony."