At this moment, the Zhenwu Mountain was already full of boiling.
As the Tianjian Zhenren left, everyone finally began to vent the long-suppressed cheers. The Zhenwu Sect members all looked frenzy, and this battle really made them excited.
The strength of the sword demon has already made them feel scared. That magic sword is not something that should be found in the human world, but the real person of Tianjian is even better.
Especially the many seedlings who have newly entered the sect, they all secretly made up their minds to become powerful beings like real people in the future.
sometimes.
Martial arts talent is not the most critical.
After having talent, perseverance and character are more important. A good goal and role model are enough to benefit people for a lifetime and can provide strength when encountering difficulties. Now, Tianjian Zhenren has undoubtedly become such an existence in the hearts of many Zhenwu disciples.
Luo Wentian was filled with emotion.
He looked at his master quietly, and saw the amazement in the other person's eyes.
Only the two of them knew that the dignified Heavenly Sword True Man is only eleven years old now.
Their trust in Ning Qi is more firm.
In addition to the many Zhenwu sects, the warriors who came to watch the battle from thousands of miles away were also very excited. They felt that this trip was worth it, and that they had been waiting here for so long.
"It's really unimaginable that the Tianjian Zhenren is so powerful. I originally thought that the Zhenwu Sect would benefit from the prince's glory, but now it seems that it's hard to say that one day the prince would benefit from the Zhenwu Sect." Chen Xing and Chen Yue sighed.
The Tianjian Zhenren refreshed their cognition again and again. They were sincerely happy that their prince could find such a good teacher.
The King of Sun Chasing Sword whispered to the disciples of the Sunset Sword Sect around him:
"You guys go back first, I will stay in Zhenwu City for a while."
After seeing the true man of Tianjian with his own eyes, he was already itchy and hoped to comprehend the sword monument here for a period of time.
Everyone in the Sunset Sword Sect looked embarrassed:
"Old ancestor, this..."
The King of Chasing Sun frowned and shouted coldly:
"Why, am I not even able to move freely?"
Everyone hurriedly said in panic:
"Old ancestors, we dare not, but... we also want to stay here for a while..."
The King of the Sun Chasing Sword was stunned and then waved his hand with a chuckle.
Such scenes can be seen everywhere.
Many peerless strong men may be hiding their identities or being open and upright. Most of them plan to stay near Zhenwu City for a while. Whether it is the Zhenwu Sword Monument or the Ten Thousand Dao Tower, they will usher in an explosive climax.
Everyone was moved:
"When I came, I'm afraid no one expected that the Tianjian Zhenren would win so quickly. The sword demon was not as strong as the slightest water. It was just that the Tianjian Zhenren was even stronger. He was almost the strongest person under the Martial Saint. With such strength, even the number one in the Tianren List, may not be the opponent."
"Although the sword demon is defeated, it is still honorable. Although it has not been successful in attacking the Martial Saint Realm, it also gives the latecomers a direction. There are very few such existences for such a long time."
"I wonder if I can see the sword demon after defeating Tianjian Zhenren this time."
Sighs sounded everywhere. If the sword demon retired from now on, it would be a huge loss to the martial world.
When everyone was discussing it hotly.
Ning Qi was calm and without any turmoil, but he also felt that it would be a pity that if the sword demon disappeared from now on like he had been twenty years ago, he had a clear vision and made a decision.
...
The old man with disheveled hair walked barefoot in the mountains and forests.
The sword demon left Zhenwu Mountain and walked aimlessly. He looked up at the sky, with a little confused in his dark pupils.
If you fail to break the realm, your remaining life span is only about a hundred years, so where should you go next.
He lost his goal in an instant.
The sword path has reached its peak, and it will also take a long time to accumulate further. The difficulty is not necessarily lower than that of entering the Martial Saint Realm.
With the remaining hundred years, he didn't know what to do.
Or, everything you do seems to have lost its meaning.
Because it is destined to fail.
Even with the sword demon's nature, he was a little desperate at this moment. This failure to break the realm made him shake and doubt his martial arts.
"Maybe... it's better to fall in the previous breakthrough realm. What's the use of leaving this residual body?" The sword demon whispered and walked.
A faint voice sounded:
"If so, can you be content?"
The sword demon's body shook, and he turned around. A black-robed Taoist had appeared behind him at some point. He said hoarsely:
"What advice do you have for real people?"
This "Tian Jian Zhenren" is not the body of Wuying Gang, but Ning Qi himself changed his appearance.
Ning Qi looked at the depressed sword demon in front of him, shook his head disappointed:
"If you have the only way of your mind, you shouldn't have saved you just now."
The sword demon's pupils shrank and he remained silent.
Ning Qi stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, his words were faint but filled with domineering aura that the sword demon could not understand:
"A hundred years are rare?"
He thought so from the bottom of his heart. Since he entered the martial arts, it has only been eleven years. It is hard for him to imagine what level he could have reached if he gave himself a hundred years of time.
The sword demon was stunned.
There was a thunder blew up in my mind.
After a hundred years, why can’t we continue to find a way out?
He looked back on his life. He practiced swords at the beginning and sang all the way. Then, he practiced swords and swords, which were beyond the reach of ordinary people. Later, he abandoned swords and practiced swords and only loved swords. From then on, the swords reached the realm of transformation. There were many difficulties encountered along the way, but how could he give up?
But why suddenly, because of his failure to break the realm, he had the idea of ​​giving up martial arts or even committing suicide?
In an instant, he was sweating behind him and suddenly woke up.
He realized that the great terror he noticed when he broke through the realm before made him feel like his inner demon.
If the Tianjian Zhenren had not suddenly appeared and woke him up, I was afraid that he would have fallen into a dilemma, and this was not what he wanted.
The Demon of Sword gave a deep gift:
"Thank you for your wake-up, I owe you another favor to me."
First, save your life, and then help yourself break the inner demon. This kind of kindness is quite great.
He did not say anything like going through fire and water in the future, but just kept this love in his heart.
Ning Qi's back to the sword demon:
“How about making a deal?”
The sword demon was stunned and then said solemnly:
"Please speak in real person."
Ning Qi said lightly:
"You help me stay in Zhenwu Mountain for ten years. I will give you a martial saint method within ten years."
This is exactly what Ning Qi planned to come to find the sword demon. The situation in the Zhenwu Sect is not very safe now. With the secret threat from the Demon Sect and Nanjiang, he would not even dare to leave too far. If there were strong people like the sword demon in charge, he could sometimes feel at ease to go down the mountain for a while.
Furthermore.
If the sword demon is there, maybe you can communicate on the road to the Martial Saint in the future, and you can also provide some inspiration for yourself.
The sword demon's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at the back of the Taoist in black robe in disbelief:
"The real person is so confident?"
He didn't have any questions about the content of the transaction. He received two great favors from the Tianjian Zhenren, even if there was no return, it would not be a big problem to be in charge of Zhenwu Mountain for ten or twenty years. After all, it did not delay his understanding of the sword art. But what shocked him was obviously Ning Qi's promise to give him a martial saint method within ten years.
He had just experienced the failure to break the realm and knew very well how difficult it was.
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
He didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand and in an instant, a magic sword intent burst out from him. The terrifying demonic nature was enough to twist the void. When the sword intent was about to slash on the sword demon, it instantly dissipated, but the sword demon stood there on the spot, like a sculpture.
How unfamiliar with the knife intention?
"You...you...how could you..."
He was incoherent, and even when he was defeated by Ning Qi before, he was not so shocked. This was simply incredible. His sword intent was learned by others, and his realm was no lower than that of him.
What he saw in front of him almost subverted his worldview.
Ning Qi turned around and just smiled without saying a word.
The sword demon gradually came to his senses, but the shock and horror in his eyes became more and more intense. He probably knew that the real person of Tianjian learned his sword intent when he was fighting with him, but this... was too outrageous, right?
How could there be such a monster person in the world?
At this moment, the black-robed Taoist in front of him was filled with an unprecedented sense of mystery.
When he thought of Ning Qi's previous promise again, his heart started to beating faster, and a wave of hope surged in his heart. Perhaps... he really hopes to obtain the Martial Saint's Method? Even if it doesn't work for ten years, there will always be hope for those twenty years, thirty years, or even a hundred years.
The sword demon took a deep breath and asked out his inner doubts:
"I am far from the real person. Why do real persons need me to be in Zhenwu Mountain?"
Ning Qidao:
"I don't hide it from you. The Zhenwu Sect has offended the Demon Sect and Nanjiang. Perhaps it will take less than two or three years to make the Martial Saint born. Although it is a Martial Saint who has achieved it with the help of external forces, you will inevitably take the Zhenwu Sect's sacrifice flag at that time. Are you willing?"
But what do you know.
After hearing this, the sword demon no longer hesitated.
His dark pupils shone brightly and he laughed:
"If you have the opportunity to fight with the Martial Saint, how dare you not obey? Since the real person is willing to believe in me, I will not let down the trust of the real person. If the real person enters the Martial Saint realm in the future, please give me some advice."
Ning Qi smiled.
“This is nature.”
He felt much more relaxed, which shows that he did not read the Knife Demon wrongly.
"Often times, you can live in the forbidden area behind Zhenwu Mountain. Most of the time, you don't need to take action. If I am not here, the Zhenwu Sect will encounter a crisis that they cannot solve. I will ask you to help you."
"good."
After saying that.
Ning Qi left leisurely.
There is no constraint between the two, but after fighting, we know that they are some of the same type of people, and they are firm in their will to seek the Tao and will not break their trust in such a thing to make their martial will flawed.
The sword demon looked at the back of the black-robed Taoist, and was still amazed in his heart. The magic sword was still in front of him just now.
"A person who is such a terrifying person really overshadows the past and present."
Suddenly, he was stunned. Thinking of the actions of the Tianjian Zhenren erecting the Zhenwu Sword Monument and the Wandao Tower, his eyes were even more shocked.
"Maybe...he can really take a path to the Martial Saint..."
The figure of the sword demon disappeared from the spot, and the confusion in his heart had disappeared.
He found his target again.
...
No one knows the ten-year agreement between Ning Qi and the Sword Demon.
But at this moment, the world was in shock. The details of the battle between the real person of Tianjian and the sword demon spread to the thirteen states in the world at an astonishing speed, and even the land outside Da Yan was alarmed.
All the top martial arts sects were shocked.
Some hidden families or sects have heard of this.
It was really too much noise from the sword demon.
The ups and downs that lasted for more than half a year ended in this situation. The prestige accumulated by the sword demon finally made a wedding dress for Tianjian Zhenren. After this battle, Tianjian Zhenren's reputation had reached the peak of the Great Flame.
Countless swordsmen were ecstatic.
Since the birth of the sword demon, he ranked third in the Heavenly Man List, and steadily surpassed the fifth-ranked Sword King. In this way, he finally lost to another peerless swordsman. The swordsman surpassed the swordsman in terms of his peak combat power or the number of people in the Heavenly Man List.
Not to mention, the Tianjian Zhenren also reached the legendary sword art realm, and the sword demon's sword art realm was achieved by the Tianjian Zhenren's help.
So far.
The swordsman finally won the battle against swordsmanship. After that, the swordsman in the martial arts world will become more and more like clouds, gradually forming a crushing momentum. Countless swordsmen regard Tianjian Zhenren as their idol and are proud of it.
There were discussions everywhere in the martial arts world, and warriors kept rushing to Zhenwu Mountain to comprehend the Zhenwu Sword Monument and the Wandao Tower.
Invisible.
The power of the Zhenwu Sect is also increasing day by day.
As long as the Tianjian Zhenren is in one day, almost no one dares to provoke the Zhenwu Sect. Every day it is transforming at an astonishing speed. Luo Wentian is in pain and happy, busy every day, and can't even squeeze out the time for cultivation. But looking at the changes in the Zhenwu Sect, he is also joy from the bottom of his heart.
Now the Zhenwu Sect is famous, and many powerful people on the Tianren List have come to comprehend the Zhenwu Sword Monument and the Wandao Tower. This is because they have received the favor of the Zhenwu Sect and can effectively deter the Demon Sect.
Luo Wentian could clearly feel it.
The spying eyes of the Demon Sect suddenly decreased much, which made him feel much more at ease.
At this time, the Demon Sect and Nanjiang were indeed somewhat depressed.
Originally, I was hoping that the Tianjian Zhenren would be defeated by the sword demon or even severely injured by the sword demon, but unexpectedly, the Saber Demon was defeated, which made the Tianjian Zhenren's prestige to a higher level.
"The sword art is at its peak, this old Taoist Tianjian is really extraordinary."
Even if it was an opponent, the people from the Demon Sect couldn't help but sigh.
They knew that there would never be more than two people in the Demon Sect in this realm, and maybe there would be only one person.
Many senior leaders of the Demon Sect gathered together.
Lin Xueshuang had already gone to the 100,000 mountains, but the other two deputy sect leaders were not in the first place. The middle one was a silver-haired old man, who was the great elder of the Demon Sect.
"Great Elder, do you have to inform the sect leader of this matter?" Xiang Tianxing suggested.
The silver-haired old man pondered for a moment and shook his head and said:
"No, the sect leader has been in seclusion for a long time. Since we don't plan to attack Zhenwu Sect for the time being, we don't need to ask him to leave the seclusion, just let him continue to comprehend the Martial Saint Law."
Ghostface sighed:
"I don't know what the situation of the sect leader is now. He has been in the realm for a hundred years and has references to many experiences of the predecessors of the Holy Sect. If we can succeed, we will use the power of the holy elixir to create a martial saint, which is the full two martial saints. Why not be afraid of the Great Yan Martial Saint, and why join forces with the people in the southern Xinjiang!"
Everyone was silent. They had a certain confidence in this, but this failure to break through the sword demon made his heart sank.
This road is too difficult.
If we do not use external forces, we may not be able to achieve a lifespan of eight hundred years. We may have to continue to explore and move forward from generation to generation. But they estimate that Da Yan will not give them so much time. After these years of entanglement with Da Yan, they have not paid a price.
The elder looked around everyone and said seriously:
"No matter whether the sect leader can succeed or not, the matter of refining the holy pill cannot be stopped. The old Taoist Tianjian has such strength and should not be underestimated. I don't have to worry about the Zhenwu Sect for the time being. Stop all those small movements, and all my energy is placed on refining the holy pill."
"I warn you again, the matter of the Holy Pill is the highest secret of my Holy Sect. Whoever spys on the Holy Pill secret-"
"die!"
As the words fell, a strong sense of oppression covered everyone, even the two deputy sect leaders were no exception. Both of them trembled and their eyes showed a look of awe.
"Yes, Great Elder!"
...
at the same time.
There are also similarities in southern Xinjiang.
Each tribe senior executive was discussing the matter.
The Southern Xinjiang Alliance is formed by the union of many tribes, so it is naturally not as concentrated as the Demon Sect. The top power organization is called the Clan Olds Association. Among them, the nine clan elders are all from the most powerful nine tribes. If they encounter major events, they will be decided by the Clan Olds Association.
However, in recent years, the Southern Xinjiang Alliance has become increasingly close, and some assimilation has taken place quietly. Now many tribes have placed the interests of the alliance above the tribes, especially the new generation of young people.
Lan Yiyi is reporting on the battle between the real person of Tianjian and the sword demon:
"Since all the clan elders, this is the case. The strength of Tianjian Zhenren is now unfathomable. Looking at our alliance, I am afraid that only Lord Gu Shen can fight with him."
When she mentioned the Gu God, her eyes throbbed slightly.
Many elders were shocked.
"The real person of Tian Jian hid so deeply that he was so deep that he was terrifying. Since he had already made enemies, he must beat him to death in one fell swoop!" said a clan elder with a rosy face.
But another tall and strong clan elder retorted:
"With such a powerful force, can you let Lord Gu go there in person? You want to miss the big event of our alliance!"
"Then will make the Zhenwu Sect so arrogant? Now the facts are obvious. The Qingzhou stronghold was destroyed by the Zhenwu Sect. If this revenge is not avenged, our alliance will be ridiculous to others!"
"A small impatience will cause chaos in big plans, and great cause is the most important thing!"
The clan elders spoke and argued endlessly, some were radical, while others were conservative.
Lan Yiyi was inexplicably bored, but she could not dissuade anyone without saying a word, so she could only lower her head silently.
final.
A shout stopped.
The old Lanhe clan said:
"Since you cannot unify your opinions, then follow the old rules and vote. I think the most important thing at the moment is to cultivate the Blood Emperor Gu. As long as the Martial God is born, what is a mere Heavenly Sword Real Person? Why bother Lord Gu at this critical point?"
Everyone was silent.
Then vote.
In the end, it was decided to take a five-to-four result and all actions against the Zhenwu Sect were temporarily put aside.
The rosy old clan who spoke at the beginning had a gloomy face and was a little unhappy. He glanced at Lan He, then looked at Lan Yiyi, and suddenly smiled:
"Saint, I wonder how your secret technique is practicing? Don't miss a big deal."
The body of the saint in southern Xinjiang, who had been silent, shook and said coldly:
"The old man in the Red Yan clan is worried about it without any worries, and Yiyi has been practicing hard."
After saying that, she bowed to the elders of all tribes and retreated.
Seeing Lan Yiyi leaving, Lan He, whose face was gloomy, burst out instantly:
"Hongyan, you bastard. What do you do with Yiyi when you do about our group of old guys? Do you think Yiyi's sacrifice is not big enough?"
The power of heaven and earth is condensed in his body, and he will take action if he disagrees.
Seeing this, the other clan elders hurriedly grabbed Lan He and persuaded him with kind words, while also blaming Hong Yan:
"Old of the Red Flame Clan, this is indeed not appropriate. Don't mention it next time."
Hong Yan snorted coldly, without saying anything, and he felt a little regretful, but when he saw Lan He's broken defense, he felt particularly happy.
Lan Yiyi walked out of the pavilion and heard the vague quarrels coming from behind. She was still walking expressionlessly, covered in the coldness of being unaware of being unaware of being unaware of being unaware of being unaware of being a stranger.
Someone approached tremblingly and said carefully:
"Holy lady, someone is looking for you in the Demon Sect."
"Who?" Lan Yiyi's eyes were filled with frost.
"He claims to be Qin Yun."
Chapter completed!