Detective Resurrection, Finding the Future of Women
Very beautiful, but unfortunately older than my grandmother

"The fifth stone tablet may have a game!"

Elder Jiange looked at Xu Jing's back with a smouldering look, his expression full of anticipation.

Stone tablets are used to test the talent of kendo.

The more inscriptions resonated, the stronger his kendo talent became.

The kendo genius that resonated with the five tablets of stone had not appeared for nearly two hundred years.

If the little girl in front of him could light five stone tablets, he would definitely become an unparalleled immortal sword in the future!

Thinking of this, the Jiange elders were somehow nervous.

There had been no peerless immortal swords in Jiange for nearly two hundred years.

Now there are only two people left.

And he himself, who had been raising the sword for ninety-nine years, was at a critical point.

If it can pass the century mark.

She will be a peerless sword elf.

If failed...

What awaits him is death.

And his disciple, Chu Qian, had been raising the sword for nine years.

Also at a critical point.

If it passes the ten year mark, there is still a long way to go.

If it cannot be crossed, it is also the death of the body.

A year later, both the master and the apprentice fell.

In this way, the heritage of the sword pavilion was also broken.

The more he thought about this, the more nervous Elder Jiange was, and the sword in his hand was also buzzing.

"There's hope.

"There must be hope, he was stronger than me back then, and had lit the fourth stone tablet to the extreme.

"It is only a matter of time before the fifth inscription is lit.

"This is an unparalleled genius. With him here, the legacy of the sword pavilion will not be broken!"

The fifth stone tablet Xu Shi heard his prayer, and a faint red light appeared in an instant.

"Sunny!"

The elders of Jiange Pavilion were overjoyed, and their hearts, which had not been disturbed all year, surged uncontrollably.

But soon, he was surprised.

The fifth stone tablet, which had just lit up a little, dimmed again in an instant, and the sword intent did not even have time to erupt.

"It—" elder Jiange stared blankly at the fifth stone tablet, not knowing whether to be happy or worried for a while.

But soon, he adjusted.

"Sword Intent has not been released yet, although it cannot be considered illuminating the fifth stone tablet in its true sense, but it can be considered to have touched the threshold, much stronger than me back then——

"Even I have a chance to reach the sign of the century, so he's not bad either.

"I can sense that even though it is very dangerous to reach the hundred year mark, there is a high chance that it will not pass.

"But even if you fail, you've reached that threshold.

"His talent in swordsmanship is much stronger than mine, and he should be able to do better than me. There was a high chance she would break through the mark of the century and become a sword elf."

Thinking of this, Jiange Elder felt much better.

Although the little girl in front of him was not 100% capable of becoming an Immortal Sword.

But the odds are also seventy to eighty percent.

As long as this little girl became a sword elf, the heritage of the sword pavilion would not be cut off.

The sword elf was born.

There will also be more people coming to Jiange to learn the art.

It won't fade like it does now.

"Oh, now, just destiny-"

I breathe with emotion.

Elder Jiange walked towards Xu Jing.

At this moment, Xu Jing's mental overdraft was serious, and she fainted.

Mo Fan supported Xu Jing with a worried expression.

Seeing the Jiange elders coming, Mo Fan hurriedly cast a grading technique.

Suddenly, the virtual panel lit up.

[Liu Xiyan, the elder of the sword pavilion of Yuxu Academy, who had been cultivating at Guiyuan pinnacle, had been in the sword pavilion for ninety-nine years, and his sword raising was almost complete.

[Just one more step, just one more year to raise a sword, you can break through the shackles and become a peerless sword elf.

[Unfortunately, the sword intent wounded the soul of life, and lived in danger, at most half a year to live.

Seeing this identification information, Mo Fan could not help but be stunned for a moment, and subconsciously threw the identification technique towards Chu Qian who was lying on the ground.

[Chu Qian, a student of Jiange from Yuxu Academy, with the cultivation of the third level of the foundation, had been in Jiange for nine years, and his vitality was almost depleted, he said, and he can only live for half a year at the most.

"Truely, the situation of their master and disciple was the same, and they could only live for half a year.

"The sword pavilion is indeed ferocious.

"Older Jiange is still like this, Xu Jing is cultivating here, isn't that much better?

"Even if you can become a Guiyuan pinnacle powerhouse in the end, you will only be able to live for ninety-nine years, and you will have to stay in the sword pavilion the entire time.

"What's the point of living like that?"

Under normal conditions.

The return of Yuanshen to the strong has been summarized.

He's at least a thousand years old.

Because Reiki has been recovering for a thousand years.

The first wave of Guiyuan powerhouses that did not die by accident were still alive and had the characteristics of healthy living, and they were supposedly in their prime.

Some scholars speculate.

The upper limit for the age of those who return.

About two thousand years ago.

However, Liu Xiyan, who was the pinnacle of Guiyuan.

In his early 100s, he would die.

In fact, it could be seen from some clues.

Even if she ended up becoming an unrivalled sword elf with high combat power.

Still don't live long.

Because in this world, no immortal sword is still alive.

It is a power to exchange for life.

Many thoughts passed.

Mo Fan took a deep breath and held Xu Jing in front of Liu Xiyan.

"Please the elder to save my friend."

No matter how the sword pavilion was.

Save Xu Jing first.

"Don't worry, he's just mentally exhausted, and he can recover after a few days of rest."

Liu Xiyan took Xu Jing, the green light condensed in her palm, and pressed her against Xu Jing's chest.

"I'll take care of him, and he'll be up at the longest in an hour."

After speaking, Liu Xiyan closed her eyes slightly, hugged Xu Jing and sat down, put the long sword in her hand to the side, and carefully adjusted it.

Seeing Xu Jing's pale face slowly return to the redness, Mo Fan sighed in relief.

Only now did he realize that the originally distorted space around Liu Xiyan had calmed down.

Beautiful face is starting to look.

His face was perfect and seemed to have no flaws.

Except for her daughter Mo Yingying, Liu Xiyan's face was the most perfect one she had ever seen.

Although over a hundred years old.

But Liu Xiyan still looked like a little girl in her early twenties.

She has a white face with melon seeds, eyes like autumn water, eyebrows like far away, sexy and plump red lips, and she is dressed in black, with an indescribable bright and beautiful in the cold.

The long silver hair tied into long scorpion braids adds a distinct charm.

"Beautiful, but darling she's older than my grandmother—"

Mo Fan complained and laughed twice.

He did not want to disturb Liu Xiyan, so he turned to look at the five test inscriptions in the courtyard.

Think for a second.

He decided to try.

After all, being unemployed is being unemployed.

Why not give it a try and see if you have a knack for kendo and can power up some stone tablets.