Upon hearing this, everyone instantly understood, and they moved to surround the forty-nine swords and started to examine them.
"You only have the time it takes for one stick of incense to appraise the swords, after which the appraisal will end!" Elder Jianyun saw that everyone had entered the state of appraisal, and with a flash of spiritual light in his hand, an ancient looking incense burner appeared. With a casual toss, it expanded in mid-air, with a stick of incense slowly burning inside.
Everyone glanced at it and felt the urgency increase by a notch.
To win the sword appraisal, Yang Ji slowly walked to one end and picked up the first sword, carefully inspecting it.
This sword was about three feet and two inches long, with a smooth blade reflecting hints of green, like a lotus emerging from water, cool and clear, carrying a chill that reached out to him. On the adjacent stone platform was the name of the sword—Shui Liang!
