Chapter 17: At the foot of the Holy Sword Sect
These five brothers are honest and dumbfounded, but their posture is much stronger than ordinary people, and at this moment they are holding the wine and food given by Wang Ting in their hands and eating in a big gulp, silent, but Wang Ting saw that the injuries around the five people were not light, and they had not yet recovered, and they knew in their hearts.
After all, they are just the side children of the Wang family, lonely and helpless, the pills on weekdays are only received on time, and their cultivation is only barely enough, not to mention the pills for healing, even if the pills obtained in this quota battle are probably replaced for cultivation.
Wang Ting's heart moved, a bottle of elixir appeared in his hand, and he threw it in the direction of the five people.
Seeing this, the five people were stunned, hurriedly reached out to pick it up, opened the pill in their hands and smelled it, and were suddenly shocked, and the third of them couldn't help but say: "Second grade pill Qingmu Dan?"
The five brothers turned red, if they were injured by ordinary people, they would have taken it immediately, but these five people were a little embarrassed, the third child scratched his head with his hand and looked cramped, Wang Ting waved his hand and didn't look at the five people.
"Cousin, why have I never seen the swordsmanship you used before?" At this time, Wang Linglong's voice came.
As soon as these words came out, not only did the people nearby stop their voices, but even the three Wang Jinglong in the distance also looked pale and listened attentively. After all, they are also quite puzzled in their hearts, but as elders, it is difficult to ask.
Wang Ting put down the wine jar in his hand, sniffed the taste of the wine deeply, and said with a smile: "This swordsmanship was obtained by chance when I went out to practice a few years ago, and I happened to encounter a place of ancient ruins!"
The others were stunned when they heard this, and Wang Yun exclaimed, "Ancient ruins?"
Wang Teng and Wang Xiao also twitched the corners of their mouths slightly, sure enough, this Wang Ting was born with a divine body, and there is more atmosphere in his body, the ruins that ordinary people can't ask for, he can meet it when he goes out to practice, Wang Jinglong and others were also shocked when they heard this, among the ancient ruins, although there are countless treasures and magic weapons, but also, there are countless dangers.
Wang Ting did not pause, and continued: "This style of swordsmanship is called the Heaven Cutting Sword Technique, which I obtained from that ruins, although the process is dangerous, but now it seems that this style of swordsmanship is really not a mundane thing, but unfortunately, after I got this swordsmanship, there is only this style, and I don't know, there are other swordsmanship, existing in the world." ”
"Slashing the Sky and Drawing the Sword!"
"What a domineering name. ”
When other people heard this, their hearts were also slightly calmer, after all, the ancient ruins are also hard to find, and it is not easy for a martial artist to catch up once in a lifetime.
For hundreds of millions of years in the Xuanhuang Great World, countless ruins have been opened, all accompanied by a dangerous battle.
Countless heavenly treasures, countless divine weapons and exercises, every time the news of the opening of the ruins comes out, there are naturally countless big forces, top powerhouses go, some of them are scattered, and the small forces have nothing to do with them, so they can only pick up people's teeth and drink soup.
Of course, there are countless battles between the strong, such as the decisive battle between the two masters, the weak being chased and killed by the strong, and when falling off the cliff, they encounter the ancient sages in the cave, get the secret method of divine skills, the treasure medicine of the divine soldiers, and so on, but it is just the smiling face of everyone at the time of tea and dinner, after all, this kind of thing, who would dare to do this kind of thing for the sake of an ethereal ruin, and take the initiative to jump off the cliff?
The night became darker and darker, and the dead leaves of the burning trees only emitted some sporadic fires, and the sound of some burning trees began to gradually fall silent, and the night was peaceful.
The next day, early in the morning.
Wang Ting opened his eyes a little tiredly, and said secretly in his heart: "This swordsmanship is really extraordinary, I am afraid that it is a first-grade martial art that has surpassed my Wang family's undefeated Wang Fist." "The Wang family has been inherited for thousands of years, and there are naturally a lot of exercises, but most of them are only second-grade and third-grade exercises, and the more outstanding ones are just the innate one-qi mixed yuan slash practiced by Wang Xiao, and Wang Teng's three-point flame wave palm.
And this undefeated king fist is the martial arts of the Wang family, but it was lost in a civil strife in the Wang family hundreds of years ago, but even so, this undefeated king fist is still listed as a first-class exercise by the Wang family.
"Yesterday's sword, I'm afraid I haven't exerted one-tenth of its power, it's so powerful, I'm afraid it's very powerful. Wang Ting muttered.
As a group of warriors were ready to go, they rode on the hurricane wolf, yesterday's battle, both sides simply did not attack each other's mounts, but the flame leopard left by the Baili family knew that the master had fled, and they scattered and fled, which made Wang Ting a little distressed and did not capture it.
On the next part of the road, there were no accidents, and after more than ten days, Wang Ting and the others finally arrived within the scope of the Holy Sword Sect.
As a powerful sect that has been inherited for 100,000 years, the Holy Sword Sect's sphere of influence radiates to the entire Chongzhou, and even in most areas of the entire Northern Region, the Holy Sword Sect has branches.
At this moment, when I learned that the Holy Sword Sect opened the mountain gate once every three years to recruit disciples, countless young martial artists, countless small and medium-sized forces, and families came to vote, hoping that some of their family forces could worship the Holy Sword Sect and seek a strong backstage for themselves, and there were not a few people who had this idea.
At this moment, at a glance, tens of thousands of young martial artists gathered, plus the people accompanied by their families and sect forces, etc., together, nearly tens of thousands of people gathered here.
The crowd was surging, dense, as if a black torrent was converging, and at this moment, Wang Ting and the others also entered the foot of Tianjian Mountain and found an inn.
The shopkeeper saw that Wang Ting and his party were very popular, so he hurried over with an eager face, and said in a loud voice: "Guest officer, is it to eat or stay in the hotel?"
Wang Jinglong's eyes scanned the surroundings and found that there were even two King Realm powerhouse auras among them, and at this moment, after he entered the door, the other two auras also locked him.
However, since they came to stay in the hotel, everyone here was naturally also a disciple who came to worship the Holy Sword Sect, so naturally no one would deliberately cause trouble.
"If you want to live in the hotel and eat, first open me a dozen first-class rooms, and then prepare wine and food for us and send them to us!" Wang Jinglong said lightly. After speaking, he directly threw over a hundred lower-grade Yuan Crystals.
The shopkeeper hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, revealing a happy face, this is a big deal, and then turned his head to the shopkeeper and said, "Little Er, go and lead the way, prepare the wine and food, and entertain the uncles." ”
As he walked upstairs, Wang Jinglong said to everyone: "Since this place is already at the foot of the Holy Sword Sect, naturally no one dares to make trouble here, you can also leave on your own, but three days later is the day of the opening of the Holy Sword Sect, you must not delay." ”
Naturally, everyone hurriedly said yes.
Wang Jinglong and the three of them were because they were old, or they had been to the foot of the Holy Sword Sect, so they were not curious about the others, and after explaining to everyone, the three of them went back to the room.
However, Wang Ting and the others were young, and they were a little new to all this, and when they heard the words, they also returned to the room, and after drinking and eating, it was a little late, so they left the inn and went downstairs together.
Along the way, the voices of people were boiling, there were crowds of people everywhere, and the shouts of the hawkers, even Wang Qingqing, who had been silent, showed interest in his eyes and looked surprised. This Wang Lingxuan is the girl with a bumpy figure other than Wang Linglong.
But it is no wonder that everyone is surprised, the Holy Sword Sect is located in the center of Chongzhou, spanning the land of the two counties, and there are all winding mountains, among which the Heavenly Sword Mountain is even more high.
In other spheres of influence, either the distance is far away, or there are many monsters and beasts in the county, there is no strong person to lead the team, others cannot cross the mountain range at all, and there are only a few official roads for merchants to run back and forth and sell some goods.
Therefore, every time the Holy Sword Sect convenes the day when the sect accepts disciples, in addition to countless young warriors who come to worship the sect, there are also many other people from many other forces who come here to exchange some goods, exercises, divine weapons, and treasures, which are all available, but it is extremely lively.