Chapter 552 Second Grade Sword Intent? You can't hold back this monster! 【Subscribe】
time passes
Time flies!
Since entering the Zixiao Holy Land, Wei Han has lived his favorite low-key life again. Daily practice, alchemy, enlightenment, and occasional reading in the Tibetan scripture pavilion, life can be described as fulfilling and comfortable.
He was like a man on the fringes of the Holy Land.
Although he has the status of a direct disciple, he has no real power and reputation, and is incompatible with the people around him. He is as low-key as an ancient Qi refiner who sleeps in the open.
Qingming Peak is upside down on the left side of the mountain.
There is a ten thousand year spirit peach tree, which grows towering and green and bears fruit all year round. The faint peach fragrance often makes people feel happy.
There is also a gazebo on one side of the peach tree!
Sitting here can overlook the panorama of the Holy Land, and you can even sit and watch the wind and clouds surging. It is a good place for enlightenment. Wei Han often sits here for a whole day.
"Young master, drink tea!"
In the gazebo, Xiaoqing and Xiaozi are playing the piano and making tea.
The beautiful woman is serving gently by the side, which is very comfortable.
It's just that when Wei Han glanced at the old man standing respectfully outside the gazebo, Wei Han couldn't help feeling a little depressed.
The life in the Zixiao Holy Land is very chic and comfortable, just like the time in the Changshengzong. It is very comfortable to either cultivate or enjoy life.
But only for Xu Qing, an old slave in gray robe, Wei Han has no temper at all.
This guy has been following him respectfully. Although he can protect his safety and help him solve many cumbersome things, it is a bit inconvenient after all.
After all, Wei Han still cannot trust him 100% for the time being.
With so many secrets of his own, all kinds of corpse-refining spirit insects, heaven-swallowing beasts, eight-treasure glazed pills and other things dare not be revealed in front of him, so that it is not convenient for Wei Han to occasionally use the time-space rotation formation. There is a late Nascent Soul boss next to him, who can be sure that he won't see through his details?
"The strong in the late Yuanying period are unfathomable. If he wants to spy, even a fourth-order formation can hardly stop his divine consciousness from scanning!"
"It would be great if there was a cave-like Taoist artifact similar to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. You can hide in it and practice directly, without fear of outsiders prying at all!"
Wei Han sighed in distress.
Continue to quietly understand the way of heaven and earth.
Now he can complete 30 Jindan stage kendo classics every ten days, and condense a new sword intent seed. After a few months, he has condensed more than 100 seeds. It's time for a fusion upgrade!
You must know that Wei Han set himself up as a peerless swordsman genius.
He seems to be keeping a low profile during this period, but there must be many people in the door staring at him, including Master Xu Suwan. If his performance is too poor, he will be exposed.
Therefore, the sword intent should be upgraded and still have to be upgraded!
"Rong!"
Wei Han let out a low growl in his heart, and the scattered seeds of sword intent in the sea of consciousness began to fuse towards the fourth-grade sword intent, and they were devoured one by one in an instant like moths flying to a flame.
One, two, three!
Five, ten, twenty!
Wei Han's sword intent became more and more powerful, so that traces of sword aura began to appear on his side, they split the void like a gentle wind and drizzle, and Xiaoqing Xiaozi couldn't help but gasp in fright.
"retreat!"
Grey-robed old slave Xu Qing stared at her eyes and spoke the truth.
At the same time, he looked at Wei Han with a hint of shock.
Obviously, Wei Han's sword intent has also been seen to be surging.
I thought that he had been silent for several months without making any progress, and that he was just an exaggerated mediocrity, but who would have thought that Wei Han would become a blockbuster if he didn't speak, and now he began to improve crazily without warning.
"Three products?"
Xu Qing gasped in shock.
In less than ten breaths, Wei Han's fourth-grade sword intent has been promoted to third-grade, and the original sharp sword intent has become round, natural, harmonious, tolerant, and even reveals colorful colors, just like a bright sword shape crystal like.
Even when Wei Han exhaled and inhaled, the heaven and the earth seemed to be moving in a regular rhythm.
Auras of various attributes surround, get close to, and worship him, as if he has become the son of heaven, with endless mysteries all over him!
"Second product?"
Xu Qing hasn't reacted yet.
Wei Han's sword intent once again broke through the grade level, breaking through from the third grade to the second grade in one go, and the illusory sword intent instantly turned into substance and condensed in front of him.
It exudes a bright light, dazzling and sharp!
All kinds of mysterious runes constantly appear around it, like a carefully crafted flying sword, ready to explode with terrifying deterrent power at any time.
From now on, Wei Han doesn't even need to attach the sword intent to the flying sword, he raises his hand full of sword intent, every look and movement can burst out amazing lethal power in an instant.
"Huh!"
"Come here first!"
Wei Han smiled satisfied and paused the fusion.
The remaining dozens of sword intent seeds are no longer enough to be promoted to the first rank, and it is very scary to be promoted from the fourth rank to the second rank in a few months. If it is still promoted to the first rank, I am afraid that the whole clan will be killed. Scared to pee?
Look around when Wei Han finishes his practice!
Sure enough, there were a few more people not far away.
Although the gray-robed old slave Xu Qing had already used a defensive cover to isolate his breath, and the news of the promotion of the sword intent had not been leaked out, he still notified his master Xu Suwan. A bright and generous female nun in a red dress.
At this moment, all three of them looked like they had seen a ghost.
Especially Jiang Yuan, who gave up Wei Han's apprenticeship, was full of remorse.
"You kid, have you been promoted from the fourth rank to the second rank in a few months?" Jiang Yuan's shocked voice was a little trembling: "Damn, what kind of talent is this? My disciple Mingyue has been on the Golden Core for a hundred years, and my talent has already You are among the top in this sect, and you only comprehend the third-grade sword intent, you?"
While speaking, the female nun in the red dress was a little embarrassed.
Obviously she is the apprentice Jiangyuan Tianzun said, and also the senior sister Gu Mingyue among the direct disciples of Qingming Peak, a former top swordsman.
But now her name is probably not worthy of the name!
"Junior Sister!" Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth and couldn't help saying: "This kid's talent is really terrifying. You can't suppress this kind of monster. Why don't you let him worship under my command, and you can do whatever you want!"
Xu Suwan: "..."
Gu Mingyue: "..."
The two women's heads were full of black lines for a while, and even the gray-robed old slave twitched between his brows.
"Greetings to Master, Master, Senior Sister!" Seeing this, Wei Han got up and saluted.
"Okay, okay!" Xu Suwan stared at him deeply for a long time before she smiled in satisfaction, "I wanted to let you test your mind for a few months, but I didn't expect you to be neither arrogant nor impetuous, and calm down to linger in Tibet every day." Jingge, the matter of enlightenment has never been delayed, he is really a good seed."
(end of this chapter)