early morning

Zixiao Holy Land, Loose Cultivation Immortal City Outside the Sword Cliff!

Hundreds of scattered cultivators sat cross-legged on the grass, quietly feeling the sword marks on the cliff, looking forward to realizing the sword intent as soon as possible and becoming the legendary peerless sword cultivator!

At this time, the beast tide has only dissipated for a few days!

The scattered immortal city is still full of devastation and is being rebuilt, and the entire island is still full of stumps and broken arms.

However, these casual cultivators are still contemplating the sword intent without distraction, and the heart of the Tao can be said to be quite firm, but it is a pity that most people are limited by their understanding, and it is difficult to achieve it after all.

Suddenly, the void shook!

Wei Han's figure stepped into the air like a ghost, he stood in a green shirt with his hands in his hands, his temperament was ethereal like a fairy, and he was as if he was taking a walk, and he didn't alarm anyone present.

"I'm sorry guys!"

"I'm afraid I'm going to disturb your cultivation today!"

Wei Han chuckled and teased, decisively releasing his sword intent.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering sound of swords accompanied by bursts of thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth.

A sword intent glowing with green light rushed straight into the sky, forcing back a hundred miles of floating clouds, which immediately alarmed the monks of the Quartet and attracted countless people to look up.

"Sword intent? What a strong sword intent! ”

"Is this the birth of another sword intent genius?"

"No, no, no, his sword intent is extremely strong and terrifying, and it is definitely not a newly born sword intent seed!"

"Who is this person? Why did he release his sword intent here? ”

Under the cliff of Wujian, hundreds of scattered cultivators were either shocked or envious.

A pair of eyes were staring at Wei Han deadly, and the gaze towards the sword intent was full of longing.

Wei Han ignored it with a blank face, still standing indifferently, letting everyone guess his identity and intentions.

In a moment!

Dozens of figures burst out of the Zixiao Holy Land.

There are men and women, old and young, either dressed in Taoist robes, or sword cultivators, and some female cultivators in palace clothes, all of whom exude a powerful atmosphere.

Obviously, these are the elders of the peaks of the Zixiao Holy Land.

While they are responsible for taking care of daily affairs, they will also pay attention to the movements on the island, once they find that a strange sword intent has appeared here in Wujian Cliff, how can they not come?

"What a strong sword intent? Who is this? ”

"No, this is not a newly born sword intent seed, he is a fourth-grade sword intent!"

"Boy, what kind of sword intent are you? Why have I never seen the old man? ”

One by one, the divine sense overwhelmed.

The elders stared at Wei Han as if they wanted to see through his whole body.

"Wei Han, a true disciple of the Lower Immortal Sect, had a rudimentary form of sword intent under the Wujian Cliff a few years ago, and I heard that anyone with sword intent can enter the Zixiao Holy Land, and today I came to worship the mountain."

Wei Han arched his hand calmly with a face!

is neither humble nor arrogant, and said his intentions again.

"The prototype of the sword intent that you realized a few years ago?"

When everyone heard this, their faces were full of strangeness, and they obviously thought that this person was sick in the brain.

If a normal person could really realize the rudiments of sword intent, he should have joined the Holy Land non-stop at that time, why would he come to worship the mountain after being silent for a few years? I'm afraid it's not a liar, right?

"Boy!" A thin old man smiled sympathetically: "The sword intent you perceive is nondescript but has reached the fourth grade, but you said that you just realized the rudiments of sword intent a few years ago, don't you treat us as monkeys?" ”

"In the next sentence is true, there is no lie!" Wei Han was still calm, he knew that he couldn't hide the sword intent level, so he simply disguised himself as a peerless genius, and sneered: "I haven't been able to raise the prototype of sword intent to the fourth grade in a few years, who are you looking down on?" ”

"Hey, you're crazy kid?"

"Can it be promoted to the fourth grade in a few years? Are you crazy? ”

"The old man has been in retreat and enlightenment for decades, and it is difficult for him to improve his sword intent by a level, you are talking so wildly, do you really think that my Zixiao Holy Land is a good bully?"

The elders blew their beards and glared in anger.

The scattered cultivators present also sneered, thinking that this person was talking about a fool's dream.

But at this time, a middle-aged Taoist frowned, and his eyes widened and exclaimed: "A few years ago, someone did realize the sword intent under the Wujian Cliff, and it was rumored that this person realized the rudimentary form of the sword intent in 30 breaths, and then the whole sect searched for more than half a month, could it be you?" ”

"Shhh

Everyone gasped in shock.

Their eyes widened in disbelief.

It's only been a few years since this happened, and most of the people have an impression of it now, but no one thought in that direction just now, and now they can't help but remember it all.

If Wei Han was really the guy who realized the rudimentary form of sword intent in 30 breaths, it was really possible for him to raise the rudimentary form of sword intent to the fourth grade in a few years.

"Yes, it's down." Wei Han decisively admitted.

"Good boy, is it really you?" The middle-aged Taoist trembled with excitement, and his eyes lit up and said, "No wonder, no wonder, if it's really you, I'm afraid it's really possible to improve so quickly in a few years." Your sword intent is mixed and chaotic, and it is really a random understanding, and it is completely unorthodox, but it is a pity that ......"

The more he spoke, the more excited and regretful he became.

A heartache that can't wait to beat his chest and feet, as if he has seen a piece of beautiful jade being carved and graffitied indiscriminately, if such a peerless Tianjiao worships into the Zixiao Holy Land, why would he make such a messy sword intent?

The other dozens of elders were also immediately excited.

"Okay, okay, Wei Han, right? Come to my Sword Peak, you can get the treatment of a true disciple when you get started. ”

"Humph! What is the true disciple, come to my Jin Shifeng bag, this seat can accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher, so that you can become the existence of the master and uncle when you get started. ”

"Xiaoyou, let's come to my Tianmu Peak, this peak is a top ten existence."

The elders of the various peaks surrounded them and prepared to rob people.

As for Wei Han's identity, origin, and intentions, they didn't care, it was not easy to find out the ins and outs of the matter with the background of Zixiao Holy Land? Let's get the hands on the people first.

If Wei Han is really as he said, he can comprehend the rudimentary form of sword intent in 30 breaths, and he can be promoted to the fourth grade in a few years, then this guy is definitely the first day of pride in the past.

If such a character can't be included!

They had to be beaten to death by their ancestors.

Therefore, these high-ranking Holy Land Elders were also fighting frantically like ordinary people at this moment, and a few of them were so noisy that they took out the communication jade plate on the spot and began to shake people.

This scene made the surrounding Sanxiu eyes red with envy.

Many people have lived for hundreds of years, and I am afraid that they have never seen such a scene.

But Wei Han was still calm, he saw that the scene was becoming more and more chaotic, and some elders were ready to call out the sleeping old ancestors to rob people, and hurriedly said: "I am obsessed with the way of the sword, I heard that the sword path of the Qingying Peak is the strongest in the Zixiao Holy Land, I don't know which one is the elder of the Qingying Peak?" ”

"Hahaha!" The middle-aged Taoist who spoke just now was so excited that his eyebrows fluttered: "Look, look, you guys are still grabbing a fart, people are coming to our Qingying Peak, roll, let's disperse!" ”

(End of chapter)