Chapter 545 Kendo genius? Holy land looting! 【Subscribe】
early morning
Zixiao Holy Land, Enlightenment Sword Cliff outside Sanxiu Immortal City!
Hundreds of scattered cultivators sat cross-legged on the grass, quietly comprehending the sword marks on the cliff, hoping to comprehend the sword intent as soon as possible, and become the legendary peerless sword cultivators!
At this time, the beast tide dissipated in just a few days!
Sanxiu Immortal City is still devastated and is being rebuilt everywhere, and the entire island is still full of stumps and broken arms.
However, these casual cultivators are still focusing on comprehending the sword intent without any other distractions.
Suddenly, the void shook!
Wei Han's figure stepped into the air like a ghost. He stood in a green shirt with his hands behind his back, and his demeanor was ethereal, as if he was taking a walk in an understatement, and he didn't disturb anyone at the scene.
"Sorry everyone!"
"I'm afraid I will disturb your practice today!"
Wei Han teased with a chuckle, and released his sword intent decisively.
"Boom!"
The earth-shattering howling of swords resounded through the heaven and earth accompanied by bursts of thunder.
A sword intent glowing with green light rushed straight into the sky, forcing back hundreds of miles of floating clouds, and immediately alarmed the monks from all directions, attracting countless people to look up.
"Sword intent? Such a strong sword intent!"
"Is this another sword genius born?"
"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 is he releasing his sword intent here?"
Under the Enlightenment Sword Cliff, hundreds of casual practitioners were either shocked or envious.
Pairs of eyes were fixed on Wei Han, and there was some longing in the gazes looking at Jianyi.
Wei Han ignored him with a blank face, and still stood there calmly, letting everyone guess his identity and purpose of coming.
Soon!
Dozens of figures sprang out from the Zixiao Holy Land.
They include men, women, old and young, dressed in Taoist robes, sword cultivators, and some female cultivators in palace costumes, all of them exude a powerful aura.
Obviously these are the elders of the peaks of the Zixiao Holy Land.
While they are responsible for daily affairs, they also pay attention to the movements on the island. Once they find a strange sword intent appearing on Wujianya, 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 is this? Why have I never seen this old man?"
One after another, the divine consciousness swept over domineeringly.
The elders stared at Wei Han, as if they wanted to see through his whole body.
"Wei Han, the true disciple of Changshengzong, realized the prototype of sword intent at the foot of Wujian Cliff a few years ago. I heard that anyone with sword intent can enter the Holy Land of Zixiao. Today, I came here to pay homage to the mountain."
Wei Han arched his hands calmly!
"The prototype of the sword intent realized a few years ago?"
Everyone had weird faces when they heard the words, obviously thinking that this person was mentally ill.
If a normal person could really realize the prototype of the Sword Intent, he should have joined the Holy Land non-stop at that time. Why did he come to worship the mountain after a few years of silence? I'm afraid it's not a liar, right?
"Boy!" A skinny old man smiled wryly, "Your comprehension of sword intent is neither fish nor fowl but has reached the fourth grade, but you said that you just realized the embryonic form of sword intent a few years ago, are you playing us like monkeys? "
"The next sentence is true, there is absolutely no falsehood!" Wei Han was still calm, he knew that he could not hide the rank of the sword intent, so he simply disguised himself as a peerless genius, and said with a sneer: "It will take a few years for the sword intent to take shape." Promoted to the fourth rank, who are you looking down on?"
"Hey, are you crazy enough?"
"It will take a few years to upgrade to the fourth rank? Are you crazy?"
"It's been difficult for the old man to improve his sword intent after decades of retreat and enlightenment. Do you really think that I, Zixiao Holy Land, are easy to bully when you say such wild words?"
The elders were so angry that they blew their beards and stared.
The casual cultivators present also sneered, thinking that this person was probably talking nonsense.
But at this time, a middle-aged Taoist frowned, widened his eyes and exclaimed: "A few years ago, someone really realized the sword intent at the foot of Wujian Cliff. It was rumored that this person realized the prototype of the sword intent in 30 breaths, and then The entire sect has searched for more than half a month, could it be you?"
"Hiss!"
Everyone gasped in shock.
All eyes widened in disbelief.
This incident has only happened a few years ago, and now most people have memories of it. It’s just that no one thought in that direction just now, but now they can’t help but remember it all.
If Wei Han is really the guy who realized the rudiment of sword intent in 30 breaths, it is really possible for him to raise the rudiment of sword intent to the fourth rank in a few years.
"That's right, I'm indeed next." Wei Han admitted decisively.
"Good boy, is it really you?" The middle-aged Taoist was trembling with excitement, his eyes shining brightly and said: "No wonder, no wonder, if it is really you, I am afraid that it is really possible to improve so quickly in a few years. Your sword intent It's messy and chaotic, it's really a random perception, it doesn't look like it has been orthodox inheritance, it's a pity..."
The more he talked, the more excited and regretful he became.
He wished to beat his chest and stamp his feet, as if he saw a piece of beautiful jade being randomly carved and graffitied. If such a peerless arrogance worshiped the Holy Land of Zixiao, why did he come up with such a messy sword intent?
Dozens of other elders also became excited immediately.
"Okay, okay, Wei Han, right? Come to me to hold the sword peak, and you can get the treatment of a true disciple when you get started."
"Hmph! What are true disciples? Come to me, Jin Shifeng, and I can accept apprentices on behalf of the master, so that you can become a master and uncle when you get started."
"Little friend, let's come to Tianmu Peak, this peak is one of the top ten existences."
The elders of the various peaks surrounded and prepared to **** people.
As for Wei Han's identity, origin, and intentions, they don't care. It's not easy to find out the ins and outs of the matter with the background of Zixiao Holy Land? Get the person first and then talk.
If Wei Han is really as he said, 30 breaths can comprehend the prototype of sword intent, and he can be promoted to the fourth rank in a few years, then this guy is definitely the number one arrogance in all ages.
If such a character cannot be included in the bag!
They must be beaten to death by their ancestors.
So at this moment, these high-ranking elders of the Holy Land fought wildly like ordinary people, and some of them were so angry that they took out the summoning jade cards on the spot and started shaking people.
This scene made the eyes of the casual cultivators around them turn red with envy.
Many people have lived for hundreds of years, and I am afraid they have never seen such a scene.
But Wei Han remained calm. He saw that the scene was getting more and more chaotic, and some elders were about to call out the sleeping ancestors to **** them away, so he quickly said: "I am obsessed with swordsmanship. The strongest, who is the elder of Qingming Peak?"
"Hahaha!" The middle-aged Taoist who spoke just now was beaming with excitement: "Look, look, what a fart you guys are robbing, they came here specially for our Qingming Peak, get away, let's go!"
(end of this chapter)