Chapter 844: Holy Sword Inheritance!
Wang Yang and Zhao Lingxi, although they don't know if the person who lives in that perception is the Sword Heaven Saint Lord.
But between their expressions, they didn't show any sound, as if they didn't notice it in the slightest, suppressed the surprise in their hearts, and followed Wei Yong all the way to fly.
At this time, at the peak of the Holy Sword Peak, in a glorious palace, there were two figures, looking through a runic light mirror, watching the arrival of Wang Yang and the others.
These two people, one with a white beard and an ancient sword, were none other than the Crane Martial Arts, the tenth ranked elder of the Holy Sword Sect.
In front of Hewu, there was a middle-aged man wearing a dark gold robe with a majestic face.
In front of the middle-aged man, Hewu of the Earth Soul Realm actually looked extremely respectful, and even bowed slightly, not daring to be disrespectful at all.
If there were a disciple of the Holy Sword Sect here, he would definitely be able to recognize it.
This middle-aged man is the Holy Lord of the Holy Sword Sect, the strongest of the Five Holy Sects, the Holy Lord of the Sword Heaven, Xuan Sword Heaven!
"It's funny, I actually discovered my perceptual soul power. ”
Seeing that at the moment of perception, Wang Yang and Zhao Lingxi's eyes flashed slightly, and Xuan Jiantian's face couldn't help but show a look of interest, and he smiled indifferently.
"Wouldn't they? Although they have cultivated unknown soul secret arts, they can't sense your perception of the Holy Lord, right?"
When Hewu heard this, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
He is not pretending, with Xuan Jian Tian's cultivation, even if it is a character in the Heavenly Soul Realm, he can't even think of perceiving it.
Not to mention, Wang Yang and Zhao Lingxi, who had only cultivated to the third and fourth realms.
"I don't know why, but they do feel it. ”
Xuan Jiantian was quite sure of this.
"Their talent is indeed outstanding, but their cultivation is still a little weak, although the Holy Emperor Sect is quite jealous of them now, but it is only a little jealous. ”
"If you want to use Wang Yang to completely radicalize the Holy Emperor Sect, so that they can take the initiative to provoke a big war, at least let Wang Yang and the two of them enter the Soul Realm. ”
"But even with the talents of Wang Yang and the others, even if they don't encounter bottlenecks, it is estimated that they will have to cultivate for a year or two before they can advance to the Three Souls Realm, which is too slow......"
As he spoke, Xuan Jiantian was talking to himself a little contemplatively.
"A year or two? It's too slow!"
Hearing Xuan Jiantian's voice of self-muttering, Hewu's face was stunned, and it became extremely weird.
If it weren't for the person who said this, it was Xuan Jiantian, he would have spewed a mouthful of spit.
It would be too slow to advance to the Three Souls Realm in a year or two.
No matter how you hear this, it doesn't seem like something a normal person can say.
You must know that he has cultivated so far, but he is only at the peak of the Earth Soul Realm.
No matter how demonic Wang Yang and Zhao Lingxi's talents are, it is impossible to reach that level.
"In this case, we will have to open the 'Holy Sword Inheritance' in advance!"
Although Xuan Jiantian noticed Hewu's surprise, he didn't care at all, and after pondering, he made a decision.
"Open the Holy Sword Inheritance, the Holy Lord doesn't want Wang Yang to become the Holy Son, right?"
Hewu was suddenly startled, and looked at Xuan Jiantian with a shocked face, he didn't expect that Xuan Jiantian would make such a decision.
In the Holy Sword Sect, the inheritor of the power of the Holy Sword basically represents the belonging of the Holy Son.
And the Son means that he is the next Lord.
In the past, only when the Holy Masters of the past dynasties were old, they would open the Holy Sword Inheritance, select the strongest Tianjiao among the True Disciples, and establish him as the Holy Son of the Holy Sect.
But now, Xuan Jian Tian is at the peak of his prime, and opening the Holy Sword Inheritance at this time is completely out of line with the rules of the Holy Sect.
"It seems that provoking a big war with the Holy Emperor Sect is really not the whole plan!"
Although he was extremely shocked, Hewu didn't stop him from talking uninterestingly.
"Elder He, after the assessment of the newcomer disciples, you will announce the news that the Holy Sword Inheritance will be opened, directly stating that whoever can get the approval of the Holy Sword can immediately become the Holy Son, and in addition, let out the rumors, just say, I am very confident that Wang Yang will become the Holy Son!"
After deciding, Xuan Jiantian's gaze was withdrawn from the runic light mirror, and he turned to Hewu and commanded.
"Holy Master, if you do this, I am afraid that the other True Transmission disciples will have great hostility towards Wang Yang, and they may even do something in secret. ”
After Tsuruwu answered, he said again.
"There is pressure, there is motivation, the reason why they can rise rapidly on the battlefield of the hundred countries is probably due to the pursuit of the Holy Emperor Sect. ”
Xuan Jiantian said lightly.
"What the Holy Lord said is very true!"
When Hewu heard this, he turned around and left.
Although there is still a month to go before the newcomer assessment, there are still some things that have to be arranged.
"Are you too anxious to start planning so soon?"
After Tsurutake left, a somewhat immature voice appeared from somewhere in the palace.
I saw a small figure appear in front of Xuan Jiantian, this turned out to be a boy who looked like he was only five or six years old and wore two pigtails.
Although the boy was very young, his tone was quite large, and to Xuan Jiantian, it was like talking to a peer.
"According to the intelligence of the Snow Group Domain, the chaos of the Blood Demon Sect in the Northern Region seems to be really controlled by the ancient powerhouse behind, so our plan has to be carried out in advance. ”
Hearing the boy's words, Xuan Jiantian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes flashed with different colors.
"Ancient powerhouse, are you sure this news is true?"
When the boy heard this, his immature face immediately showed a look of surprise and asked.
"I have investigated the background of the Blood Demon Sect, and the reason why they can expand and rise rapidly every time is related to the Blood Demon Cave, so the abnormality of the Blood Demon Sect this time, the ** of the Ten, is also related to the one sleeping in the Blood Demon Cave. ”
Xuan Jiantian's voice was slightly solemn.
"The Blood Demon Cave has that terrible one-armed sword cultivation suppression, nothing should happen...... Could it be that something happened to that one-armed sword cultivator?"
That boy seemed to know quite well about the situation in the Blood Demon Cave, and even the one-armed sword cultivator who had a relationship with Wang Yang at the beginning knew it clearly.
"No matter what happens, we have to plan ahead. ”
Xuan Jiantian said.
"Wang Yang and Baili Tu are both good, who are you going to choose?"
After the boy nodded, his innocent gaze, which was not at all like a child, looked at Wang Yang and Baili Tu, who were on the rune light mirror, and under the leadership of Wei Yong, they went to comprehend the Holy Sect token.
"Just in case, both of them will be cultivated first, anyway, they are all descendants of the Great Holy Sect of the Holy Emperor Sect, and they should all be able to trigger the inheritance of that Holy Emperor. ”
Xuan Jiantian also turned around and looked at the rune light mirror again.
"Heh, I've been looking for them for so long before, but I can't even find a trace, but now I took the initiative to send them to the door, it seems that they are also a little impatient. ”
The boy laughed weirdly.
"Haotian Temple's actions are so obvious, they are stimulated and normal, now, the seeds have been saved, and the next thing is to wait quietly for the flowers to bear fruit......"
Xuan Jiantian's indifferent voice echoed quietly in the palace.