The dark green stinky blood mist sprayed all over the sky, and Jian Seventeen looked at Gan Ping in the ring with a little appreciation, and nodded with satisfaction. After coming out of the Sword Shrine, Sword Seventeen, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately rushed towards the Guiyuan Sect with the disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect and Gan Ping. Because of waiting for Gan Ping, everyone has been delayed for a long time, and there are still three days, and the Ten Thousand Sects Return Conference will begin. Fortunately, this Lonely Mountain is not extremely far away from the Guiyuan Sect, and in terms of speed, the flying of the imperial sword is what these sword cultivators are good at.

Although it was a little surprising that Gan Ping had learned several swordsmanship from that sword mound, but Jian Seventeen was not so much of a mouthful, after all, although the two sects were one, but this Gan Ping was a disciple of Miaocheng Sect after all, and some things were not easy to ask. Isolated from prying eyes in that sword mound, even the giants of the Lingxiao Sword Sect did not notice that what Gan Ping had comprehended was not the swordsmanship on the surface, but the Daluo Heavenly Star Sword.

Come to think of it, in the hearts of these sword cultivators who have lived on the lonely mountain for a long time, the sword of the heavens and stars of the Great Luo Heavens is as vast as a sea of smoke, even if the power of the divine soul has been kept sufficient, if you want to achieve something, you have to calculate it for more than a hundred years, and you can't understand anything in a month. However, they didn't expect that Gan Ping, a freak, had already comprehended the Lianshan I Ching, which was one of the three major classics of the Heavenly Sect, and even had a weapon against the heavens such as the Blood Transformation Divine Knife, which could actually transform the Burning Soul Pill and quickly calculate the sword technique, and in just over 20 days, he had completely defeated the sword momentum that could be deduced for more than ten years.

Of course, these more than ten years also refer to the continuous calculation when the power of the divine soul is sufficient, otherwise, in the terrible place where only the power of the true fire of the sun and the power of chaos remain in the extraterritorial sword mound, while recovering the true essence of the divine soul, it will take more than a hundred years for just a small piece of starry sky that Gan Ping has comprehended. Gan Ping naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to support him, since this Sword Seventeen didn't ask, Gan Ping didn't say what he had learned.

After coming down from the sword mound, Gan Ping fought with the iron sword seventy-six again, and the sword in his hand flew away in one move. Gan Ping, who has experienced the enlightenment of the sword mound, is far from Wuxia Ameng, and the method of sword calculation is no longer a threat to him. Among the disciples who rushed to the Guiyuan Sect this time, this Iron Sword Seventy-six was also impressively listed, and the Lingxiao Sword Sect was already recognized as the number one sect in the world in terms of combat power, so this Ten Thousand Sects Guiyuan Conference did not send the most elite disciples, in the eyes of these martial madmen, this was purely a waste of time, so this matter of participating in the assembly was simply a chore in their eyes, and they shirked it layer by layer, so every time it was the little disciple at the bottom to participate.

It's just a formality, a little life extension Lingxiao Sword Sect is not in his eyes, in Gan Ping's opinion, this Lingxiao Sword Sect is the real line of asceticism, proudly independent of the world, with the power to shock the world but not lightly start disputes, a detached look.

Stretching out his hand to scoop up the eleventh-order three-headed vulture in his hand, Gan Ping nodded, and Sword Seventeen roared, leading everyone to rise in the air and go straight to the direction of Guiyuan Sect. Although the two sects are not extremely far away, the time is too short, but whenever a rare medicinal material is found, Gan Ping still has to stop and pick it up. Jian Seventeen didn't stop it, after all, Miao Chengzong also had a copy of his own elixir, so he was naturally happy to see more and more medicines from Gan Pingcai.

"Ahead is the Guiyuan Sect!" Standing in the air, Sword Seventeen said arrogantly, quite a sense of looking down on the world, of course, this is indeed the case, the high-level cultivation of the Yuan Shen, a superb swordsmanship, with his strength, even a Mahayana monk is difficult to please, after all, the prestige of the Lingxiao Sword Sect's combat power is not the first in the world. After three days of sleepless travel, the group finally came to Guiyuan Sect.

On the top of the mighty undulating mountains, the tall and gorgeous, extremely luxurious palace made Gan Ping frown slightly, this Guiyuan Sect really deserves to be the first major sect of Zihua Immortal Mansion, but this luxurious and extravagant style is a bit incompatible with the atmosphere of cultivators' cultivation of the mind. While everyone was watching, a clear bell rang in the sky, and the lust in that voice had the power to shake the soul, making Gan Ping raise his eyebrows.

In an instant, a white-faced and beardless Taoist appeared in front of everyone, with a floating and sinking in his arms, holding a small and simple bronze bell in his hand, and more than ten disciples behind him lined up in turn, holding various magic weapons in his hands, and holding a fairy style. "It turned out to be the seventeenth predecessor of the sword, it seems that this sword fight, the predecessor lost again..." The person who came obviously knew this Sword Seventeen and greeted this Sword Seventeen.

Jian Seventeen's face was gloomy, "Don't mention it, what about letting me get started late, and my swordsmanship is the least proficient? Those crazy people let me preside over the affairs of the sect all day long, where did I get the time to cultivate? It's really too deceitful." Obviously, Jian Seventeen was also very familiar with this person, and he waved his hand and said: "Daoqing, I haven't seen you for a few years, your cultivation is making rapid progress, wait for you to have leisure, compare with me, I still remember your nine days of pure righteousness and thunder..."

Hearing this, a trace of embarrassment immediately appeared on that Qing's face, and he waved his hand one after another and said with a wry smile, "Seventeen seniors should let go of the little one, how dare I show off my two hands in front of your old man? Isn't this my life?" Gan Ping couldn't help but roll his eyes in the back, everyone in this Lingxiao Sword Sect was really a martial madman, how could anyone challenge someone as soon as he arrived at the door of the house? Not to mention that the person on the other side was a low-level disciple who knew the guest of the family, and this Sword Seventeen didn't have any concept of seniority.

The cultivator on the other side of the Dao is already a high-level Yuanying cultivator, such a level of cultivation, placed in some small sects, can be regarded as a master of the sect to protect the sect, but in this Guiyuan Sect, but can only lead people to entertain guests, of course, there is a reason why the Guiyuan Sect supports the façade, but this Yuanying monk is too worthless, right? In front of him, the breath is vain, but the physical body is extremely refined, and it is obviously piled up with countless heavenly treasures and earth treasures, which can be seen from the strong strength of the first sect in the world of the Guiyuan Sect.

Ignoring the fiery eyes of Sword Seventeen vaguely, Dao Qing led everyone inside, while quietly looking at these disciples of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect, when his gaze slid over Gan Ping's body, he suddenly paused. "Sword Seventeen seniors, this time the disciple of your sect has cultivated well..." Jian Seventeen forgot about him in surprise, and laughed dumbly, and a hearty laugh spread far away, "You little ghost, I don't know what you're thinking?" Don't worry, that Yuanying rank monk is not from my Lingxiao Sword Sect, but a disciple of Miaocheng Sect!"

The Tao was clear, and his eyes continued to look at Gan Ping's body a few times, and then he didn't pay attention to him anymore. Miao Cheng Sect has some connections with the Ling Xiao Sword Sect, and other sects also know some of them, and they were still surprised why this Ling Xiao Sword Sect would send monks above the Yuan Infant realm this year, but when they heard that Gan Ping was a monk of the Miao Cheng Sect, they breathed a sigh of relief. This Lingxiao Sword Sect will never send a disciple whose cultivation is higher than Yuan Ying to come, and this time it is naturally the same, and he is a little worried.

However, he didn't notice the hint of banter that flashed in his eyes on Sword Seventeen's bold face, although this Gan Ping was not a disciple of his Lingxiao Sword Sect, but this strength was indeed much stronger than that of a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, it seemed that this competition was lively to watch.

Those Zhike disciples of the Guiyuan Sect blew and blow, facing Jian Seventeen and the others to go inward, so it was not lively, such a huge momentum was not a treatment that any sect could get, and it attracted the attention of many people. Jian Seventeen said hello to the person he knew with a little embarrassment, slapped the top of Dao Qing's head, and shouted in a low voice: "Boy, let these disciples disperse, the noisy Lao Tzu doesn't like it, what should I do, it's not the first time that Lao Tzu has come to Guiyuan Sect!"

It's just a formality, and Daoqing, who understands Jian Seventeen's character quite well, nodded, turned around and left with everyone, he didn't want to come to this set, but unfortunately this is the rule of the sect and cannot be violated. Seeing Dao Qing leading people to leave, even Gan Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and those disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect looked relieved, such a scene, where did these disciples who had been cultivating for a long time have experienced it?

"Give me some spirits!" Seeing the expressions on the faces of these disciples, Jian Seventeen immediately hated that iron could not become steel, "Look at what virtues you all have?" Tell you, if you lose face, look at how I clean you up, you can't run away, give me the sword sharpening!" Gan Ping couldn't help but swallow his saliva, sharpening the sword is what the twelfth generation of the Sword Heart Hall did. Using flesh and blood to dig a cave makes people shudder to think about it, even if these disciples are all superb in swordsmanship, but there is no daily price to use a pair of sword fingers to dig a mountain that is stronger than steel, and it is a little unbearable for anyone.

Qi Qi broke off with a shout, these disciples immediately looked vibrant, and the sword light on their bodies flashed, obviously the words of this sword seventeen had played a role, and the sword light in this wide square was shining, and the murderous aura was soaring. Some of the people who recognized Sword Seventeen in the distance couldn't help but roll their eyes, and the group of madmen began again. A coquettish smile came, which made everyone look up, and a group of female disciples in different colors of clothes in the distance were covering their mouths and laughing, not the disciples of the Su Nu Sect, but which one?

A green figure walked out vividly, the beautiful and lovely and gentle appearance made everyone's eyes shine, and the jade man came to Gan Ping in an instant, "Brother Gan Ping, don't come to harm?"