Wang Zhi fled in the wilderness, and everyone applauded.

Faced with such a happy scene, Mu Kong stood in front of the door and looked into the distance, feeling that he had gone too far. After all, Wang Zhi is the only disciple of Wuxiang Wuzun, and it is indeed a bit unauthentic for everyone to count him like this.

"Senior brother, everyone understands the truth that if you talk too much, you will lose, he didn't take into account this nonsense when he spoke himself, who can he blame if he gets this fate, besides, you have already reminded him before, but he himself did not listen. At this time, He Yimo came to Mu Kong's side and said softly: "When we leave, just pick up the three of them!"

"Forget it, so be it. Kiku laughed to himself, turned around and walked towards the house.

As soon as he entered the door, Jian Wuchen found that Wang Zhi and Mu Kong were not at odds, and when he saw that his sharp-beaked monkey cheeks were not a good person, and Wang Zhi's mouth was too stinky, so he simply pushed the boat down the river to give it to Mu Kong.

Wang was straightforward in his words and deeds, and he was as down-and-out as a dog, which affected his two apprentices. As soon as the three of them came out of Wanjian Mountain, a team of guards came to them, and without waiting for a few people to go to the teleportation array, they directly took out wooden sticks and knocked Wang Zhi and the three of them unconscious, and then dragged them to the teleportation array, teleporting Wang Zhi and the three of them outside the Tianshan Mountain. Poor Wang Zhi's seven-star martial saint's cultivation, facing the guards of the Heavenly Gate, he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

As soon as Wang Zhi left, the whole room was less angry. Jian Wuchen hugged the dust and closed his eyes without saying a word, Mu Kong sat upright and touched Wanjian Mountain, Bingyun He Yimo and the others stood behind Mu Kong.

As for Ling Zhan, seeing that everyone was silent, as the lowest rank, he naturally couldn't speak. However, he was a little glad in his heart, thanks to Wang Zhi who said it in front of him just now, otherwise he would be the one who was injured!

Now Ling Zhan can be 100% sure that the set of "Ten Directions Killing Swords" is definitely related to Tianmen, and this Ten Thousand Swords Mountain is very likely to evolve from the last move of killing swords, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect", but the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain outside is not just as simple as ten thousand swords, at least one million swords.

With just the Martial Saint realm, one move attracted a million swords, forming such a magnificent and heavy Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, Ling Zhan felt a little incredible. He remembered that Bing Geta Qi Ling said that in this book "Ten Directions Killing Sword" created by Martial Saint, the first three moves can only be cultivated by Wuzong, the middle three moves must go to Martial King, and the third move must reach Martial Saint, and the last move must be Wuzun, or even Wuji. Unless the man has a sword bone like himself, but it doesn't seem likely!

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Ling Zhan would never be stupid enough to ask directly, he could see Wang Zhi's fate clearly, this Jian Wuchen's speed was faster than turning a book, Ling Zhan didn't dare to provoke him.

The huge room had an open door, and a gust of autumn wind blew, and it was a lot colder. In the end, it was the owner of Wanjian Mountain who broke the silence: "Mu, what have you been doing there, do you want to talk to me?"

Mu Kong tilted his head, stretched his waist, looked at Jian Wuchen and said: "Old ghost, don't think that I won't dare to fight you if you are a martial artist now, sue you, you were my subordinate defeat back then, and you will always be my subordinate defeat in the future!"

"Haha, wood, you're really just an elm lump. Jian Wuchen smiled, swung the dust, his clothes fluttered, and stood up and came to Mu Kong: "As the saying goes, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, when you and I fought fiercely in the ring for three days and three nights, we couldn't tell the winner, and in the end I lost to you in half a move." Speaking of this, Jian Wuchen's eyes narrowed, and he stroked his white beard and said: "But now that I am a four-star martial saint, and you are still a nine-star martial saint, you haven't advanced an inch in thirty years, do you think I will lose to you?"

Mu Kong didn't care about Jian Wuchen's words, and said flatly: "Victory or defeat is only based on the realm, that is the level of a child, have you only risen to the realm in the past thirty years, and you have no brains?"

"You...... You dead wood, your mouth is still so poisonous!" Jian Wuchen's white eyebrows trembled, he waved the dust, stared at Mu Kong's eyes and said, "Then dare you fight with me!"

Mu Kong shook his head and sneered: "Old ghost, how old are you, and you are still as fierce as a young man, I see that you have not only not grown your brains in the past thirty years, but you have not even increased your level at all." Besides, my master is about to win the championship, how can I have so much effort to ink with you!"

Jian Wuchen raised his eyebrows, exuding a fierce sword momentum: "Ink, do you think I'm still the same as thirty years ago? To tell you the truth, I have already condensed the sword bone of the five fingers of my left hand, and I will fight with you, and within ten moves, the winner will be decided!"

"Oh?" Mu Kong was a little surprised, he didn't expect Jian Wuchen to condense the sword bone, presumably the left-handed swordsmanship had reached its peak. However, he has received the inheritance of Yu Ming's sword intent in the natural formation, and the sword technique of seven wounds is as pure as fire, and he may not be invincible to the sword without dust.

Jian Wuchen saw that Mu Kong was no longer speechless, thinking that he was afraid, and opened his mouth and said: "Mu, do you dare to have a fight with me, believe it or not, I will kill you in minutes!"

"Sword dustless senior. Without waiting for Mukong to speak, Ling Zhan took the lead.

Ling Zhan knew that he was soft-spoken, but in this situation, he couldn't tolerate Mu Kong fighting with others! An ordinary martial saint was just that, but this swordsman in front of him was a swordsman who had been on a par with Mu Kong for thirty years, and now he was a martial artist, and Senior Brother Mu Kong was still a nine-star martial saint. It's not that I'm worried that the senior brother will lose, but I can't afford to go to Sendai for half a point, in case Mu Kong and Jian Wuchen fight for three days and three nights, it will definitely delay the master's affairs.

Jian Wuchen turned his head in some shock, he didn't expect Ling Zhan to speak at this time, and after thinking about it, he thought that he was worried about Mu Kong, and then smiled: "Senior brother, don't worry, I won't let Mu Tou lose very badly!"

Although Jian Wuchen was a junior disciple who was happy, Ling Zhan really didn't want to worship under the gate of Wanjian Mountain, this trip to Tianmen was mainly to borrow some spar veins, and he had to set off early tomorrow morning, so naturally he couldn't let Jian Wuchen fight with Mu Kong, so Ling Zhan said sincerely: "Senior, my senior brother came to visit this trip, but he didn't come to stir up trouble." Besides, don't you two have a fifty-year contract, and when the time comes, you can just let the apprentice fight, why do it yourself!"

Jian Wuchen smiled, nodded at Ling Zhan and said, "It makes a little sense to say, but I haven't accepted apprentices yet, and I'm afraid I will be defeated without a fight in twenty years." Speaking of this, Jian Wuchen danced and brushed the dust, and came to Ling Zhan's side: "Ling Zhan, if you stay and let me accept apprentices on my behalf, let alone defeat Mukong's apprentices at that time, even if the five major regions are selected in the world in twenty years, I will have a way for you to be promoted to the top ten and enter the Radiant Holy Land!"

Mu Kong stood up, pulled Ling Zhan to his side, and said to Jian Wuchen: "Come on, old ghost, you didn't even squeeze in the top 100 back then, and now you see that my junior brother has a different talent, so I want to play a trick of accepting apprentices on behalf of the teacher, my junior brother is so smart that he won't be fooled." If you want to fight me, then I'll fight you, how about it?"

Jian Wuchen waved his hand: "It's not interesting to fight with you, you are definitely not my opponent." After speaking, Jian Wuchen's eyes looked at Ling Zhan like a torch: "Think about it, if you are born with such a good talent as a sword bone, if you don't pursue the way of the sword, it will be a waste!"

Ling Zhan fell into thought, Jian Wuchen's words were not reasonable, and it sounded very tempting, if he entered the Heavenly Gate, he would greatly increase his strength in a short period of time, and it was not a fool's dream to be respected for ten years, and he didn't have to go to the left of the side door to cultivate the "Wuji Regent Yuan Hand", joining the Heavenly Gate would be a hundred benefits to himself!

"Senior, I have already worshiped under the Mishan Wuzun Sect, and the master is as kind to me as a mountain, and I will not worship others as teachers again. Although Ling Zhan was entangled in his heart, he still did not hesitate at all, and rejected Jian Wuchen's request.

One day as a teacher, a lifelong father, Mishan Wuzun before leaving to pass on the true meaning of martial arts to himself, as soon as the master leaves, he is the first seat of the Mishan lineage, let himself change his course and worship in Wanjian Mountain, is it not a big joke to pass it out!

Jian Wuchen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Ling Zhan to be straightforward, and he didn't even think about refusing directly. But he didn't care, if Ling Zhan agreed, he was still worried that Ling Zhan's character was wrong.

At this time, Mu Kong spoke again: "Old ghost, our group of people came all the way to visit you, you said that you didn't treat us well, but you still wanted to rob my junior brother, if you want to wear it out, what does this look like!"

Jian Wuchen is also a good-looking person, he was agitated by Mu Kong, and immediately shouted to the two Taoist boys to come over: "You go to the hospitality room and set up a table of wine and food, I want to pick up the wind and wash the dust for my old friend!"

The group went to the reception room, Jian Wuchen no longer mentioned the matter of accepting apprentices, and after a simple meal, he arranged a room for everyone. There are many rooms in Wanjian Mountain, and each person is arranged with a guest room.

It was late at night, and after Ling Zhan boiled water and took a bath, he lay on the bed and closed his eyes and pondered. It's been a few days since I left Bing Ge Tower, and last time I challenged the fourteen-story tower by myself with the Great Martial Master realm. Now that he has been promoted to the Martial Sect, if he challenges it again, he will have to be twenty layers, let alone twenty layers!

"Twenty floors, it's still a bit low. ”

Ling Zhan looked at the Ten Thousand Beasts Scroll in his hand, and said in his heart that if he had the help of many small ones, he should be able to go up to the fifth layer, and finally stay at the stage of the twenty-fifth layer.

"No, you have to find a way to get past the twenty-seventh floor before you can use the black stone. ”

The ninety-nine floors of the Bing Gord Tower, and a special reward will be given for each time you break through the nine floors. The last time Ling Zhan broke through the ninth layer, he got a powerful technique like "Ten Directions Killing Sword", and at the same time, he also brought "Ten Thousand Shadows" and Divine Soldier Bai Lu, if you break through again, you must break through the twenty-seventh layer and get two special rewards.

Thinking about it, Ling Zhan felt a little sleepy and was about to lay out the futon to sleep, when he heard a sharp knock on the door outside. I wonder who it will be outside, and when I opened the door, I found that it was the white-eyed sword Wuchen in front of me.

Jian Wuchen's right hand fiddled with the dust, grabbed Ling Zhan's shoulder with his left hand, opened his mouth to show his white teeth, and said, "Boy, since you can't accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher, then I can pass on the art on behalf of the teacher!"