In the Dark Void, while Jian Wushuang was hurrying, he was digesting the essence of those accumulated swordsmanship, so as to create a stronger swordsmanship. Ｅ』．％

Occasionally, when he encountered bandits, he would also take action and use those bandits to hone his swordsmanship.

It can be said that Jian Wushuang has never missed any opportunity to cultivate.

Ten years have passed quickly.

"Jian Wushuang, there is the Flying Snow Saint Realm in front of us, let's go over. Wu Cang pointed to a giant 6 tunnel floating in front of him.

The Flying Snow Sacred Realm is the capital of the Flying Snow Divine Kingdom, and the royal family, the strongest forces, and several ancient big families of the Flying Snow Divine Kingdom are all in this Flying Snow Sacred Realm.

Similarly, as a genius concentration camp of the Flying Snow Divine Kingdom, the Flying Snow Dojo is also in the Flying Snow Holy Realm.

Under the guidance of Wu Cang, Jian Wushuang came to the Flying Snow Saint Realm, and soon the two of them took the space wormhole directly to the Flying Snow Dojo.

The headquarters of the Flying Snow Dojo is a floating complex of buildings, countless palace attics, and the area is incomparably huge.

Because of Wu Cang's relationship, Jian Wushuang also stepped into the headquarters of the Flying Snow Dojo.

Inside an exquisite temple.

"Jian Wushuang, although you have come here, you are not a disciple of the Flying Snow Dojo after all, so you will stay here for the time being during this time, don't run around, as for the route to the Top Ten Cultivation Holy Lands, I will find an opportunity to help you ask. Wu Cang said.

"Looking for an opportunity?" Jian Wushuang's face was rather strange.

It's not a big deal just to ask for a route, but Wu Cang still has a chance, which shows that the person who knows the route to the top ten cultivation holy lands has a higher status in the Feixue Dojo than Wu Cang.

As if seeing the thoughts in Jian Wushuang's heart, Wu Cang immediately smiled and said, "I won't hide it from you, among the people I know, there is only one person who knows the route to the top ten cultivation holy lands, and this person is the Silent Pavilion Master, one of the three major hall masters of my Flying Snow Dojo." ”

"Silent Pavilion Master?" Jian Wushuang's expression moved.

"Master of the Silent Pavilion, he has extremely high power in the Flying Snow Dojo, and his strength is even unfathomable, he can even decide my life and death with a word, although I am the golden-clothed deacon of the Flying Snow Dojo, but I only have the opportunity to meet him occasionally. Wu Cang said a little embarrassed.

But Jian Wushuang knows it.

In the face of a level existence that could decide his life and death with just one sentence, this Wu Cang naturally had to be extremely restrained and cautious, and did not dare to speak nonsense.

"Jian Wushuang, you wait here, after half a month, the Lord of the Silent Pavilion will convene a council of many gold-clothed deacons, and I will find an opportunity to ask for you when the time comes. Wu Cangdao.

"Half a moon? Jian Wushuang also hurriedly grateful.

He knew that it was not easy for Wu Cang to ask the Silent Pavilion Master about things.

If it weren't for the talent he admired, and even a glimmer of hope that he would join the Flying Snow Dojo, Wu Cang was afraid that he might not be able to help him.

Half a month passed quickly.

In the past half a month, Jian Wushuang also stayed in this palace honestly according to Wu Cang's orders, and never went out.

"Although the Lord of the Silent Pavilion has summoned many gold-clothed deacons for a council, Lord Wu Cang should have seen him as well, I don't know what the outcome will be?"

In the evening, Wu Cangfang returned.

But when Wu Cang came back, Jian Wushuang showed that his face was obviously a little ugly.

"Lord Wu Cang, what's wrong?" Jian Wushuang asked.

"Hey!" Wu Cang sighed lightly, but did not answer immediately.

"Could it be that when you asked me for the route, you made that Lonely Pavilion take the initiative to get angry?" Jian Wushuang frowned.

"Not really, but ...... I didn't even dare ask. Wu Cang said apologetically.

"Don't dare to ask?" Jian Wushuang was stunned.

"Jian Wushuang, today's council, I had already thought about asking the lord of the Silent Pavilion, but at that council, I didn't dare to open my mouth at all, not only me, but all the gold-clothed deacons who went to the council, didn't dare to speak, because the Lord of the Lonely Pavilion was very angry today, he reprimanded all our gold-clothed deacons fiercely, and even seriously injured two gold-clothed deacons on the spot, at this juncture, you say, do I dare to ask him again?" Wu Cang said.

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but be stunned, but he could also understand.

Not to mention Wu Cang, if it was himself, he didn't dare to ask such questions when the Silent Pavilion Master was in a rage.

"Well, how could this Silent Pavilion Master be angry?" Jian Wushuang asked.

"It's not the ranked battle yet. Wu Cang sighed lightly.

"Ranked battle, what ranked battle?" Jian Wushuang wondered.

"It's a ranked battle with the Realm Shrine. Wu Cang began to explain, "Jian Wushuang, you have been staying in the Dayu realm before, you should have only heard of my Flying Snow Dojo, and knew that my Flying Snow Dojo is the genius concentration camp of the Flying Snow God Kingdom, but in fact, in the Flying Snow God Country, there are two genius concentration camps, and the other is the Realm God Palace!"

"The Flying Snow Dojo and the Realm Divine Palace were both created by the Royal Family of the Flying Snow Divine Kingdom, but they are in the two major factions of the Imperial Family, and those two factions have been fighting openly and secretly, even with me Flying Snow Dojo and the Realm Divine Palace are naturally fighting endlessly on weekdays, and every 10,000 years, my Flying Snow Dojo and the Realm Divine Palace will hold a ranking battle!"

"This ranking battle, it sounds good to enhance the communication between genius disciples, but in fact, it is just a kind of competition on the surface!"

"I can understand that. Jian Wushuang nodded secretly.

One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and in a country of flying snow gods, there are two genius concentration camps, and it is normal to have competitions.

"That Silent Pavilion took the initiative to be angry, could it be because the Flying Snow Dojo lost in that ranked battle this time?" Jian Wushuang asked.

"No, the qualifying battle is still three months away, but although it hasn't started yet, I'm afraid that my chances of winning this time in the Flying Snow Dojo are not big. Wu Cangdao.

"What are the odds of winning?"

"Less than 30 percent. Wu Cang said, "This is not the main thing, the key is that before, my Flying Snow Dojo has lost five qualifying battles in a row, if I also lose this time, it will be six times in a row, then in the future, my Flying Snow Dojo will be in front of that Realm Divine Palace, I am afraid that I will not be able to raise my head even more." ”

"I see, no wonder the master of the Silent Pavilion is angry. Jian Wushuang secretly smacked his tongue, and he could understand it.

The two evenly matched genius concentration camps, as a result, in the head-to-head battle, the opponent won five times in a row, and now even the sixth time, there is less than a thirty percent chance of winning, and anyone will be angry.

And at this moment, Wu Cang, who was originally sad, suddenly thought of something, and directly raised his head and looked at Jian Wushuang.

"Jian Wushuang, I have a way to ask the master of the Silent Pavilion. ”

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ps: It's still six watches today!

Brothers, rewards, monthly passes, and recommended tickets are a bit weak, there are 6,000 people chasing more, but the recommended votes are less than 1,005 per day, what is the situation?

Everyone, work hard, I will continue to watch six more tomorrow!

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