Chapter 187: Sword Ancestor, True Immortal Ant

Pure and dazzling, vast and magnificent.

I only felt a ray of red light cutting through the blue sky of the sun and the moon, dividing the yin and yang, and the morning light of dawn dispelling the eternal night.

It is just a line, but it contains the vastness of the void and the infinity of the universe.

This is a sword that is beyond his understanding!
Chen Yuanlin felt as if his thoughts were frozen at this moment. The pain from his soul disappeared, the golden light dimmed, and the purple flame dissipated.

His mind seemed to calm down at this moment, and he just stared at it blankly, with countless days and nights of hard work flashing through his mind.

Ever since he embarked on the path of cultivation and began to practice Qi, he found that he was much faster than others in practice.

After that, the foundation building, golden elixir, and Nascent Soul...

He will leave countless people behind.

Those envious, expectant and admiring eyes.

Until the day when he became the youngest practitioner in the Spirit Transformation Stage in history.

Those eyes became more eager.

He enjoyed it.

But behind these gazes.

How many times have you been promoted hastily just because you were 'almost there' even though you clearly had room for further improvement?
The spirit is weak and the strength is weak...

He couldn't help feeling a little bitter in his heart, as he had never thought that there would come a day when he would receive such an evaluation.

But... this is still the fact!

The foundation of destiny, the immortal golden elixir, but since the Nascent Soul stage, and the increasingly slow cultivation of the Spiritual Transformation Realm...

Hey~
Looking back now, I realize how stupid I was.

My heart is in turmoil, and the red light is right in front of me.

Facing the sword that cut through the sky, Chen Yuanlin did not move, until he felt a sharp pain in his brow and blood flowed, staining the front red.

"how?"

Hearing this, Chen Yuanlin was stunned and finally came back to his senses.

Everything in front of him had disappeared, and only the figure holding the sword was standing in front of him, looking at him quietly.

"..."

Chen Yuanlin turned around and faced the Yuntai, bowing deeply: "Now I know that I was wrong, thank you for your guidance."

The list of geniuses?
It's just an empty reputation. If you are greedy for fame and rush forward without considering your foundation, that would be truly foolish.

The road to cultivation is long...

If he really wanted to catch up with the first Speaker, he should give up his foolish obsession with fame.

"As long as you know."

The sword-wielding figure nodded slightly, then disappeared in a streak of sword light.

Seeing this, Chen Yuanlin immediately asked, "Excuse me, Senior, what is the name of that sword?"

With that sword, everything in the past came to his mind vividly, as if his entire life was replayed. He was really curious about such a mysterious sword.

"This sword is called Zoumadeng."

Chen Yuanlin: “…”

It should be said that, although it is a bit weird, it is quite appropriate.

……

On the platform, the Speaker stared at the stage in a daze, muttering a few words.

"The Grand Void Sword Canon..."

You can’t go wrong!

The artistic conception of that sword can only be the supreme inheritance of the Sword Sect, "Taixu Sword Canon"!
This sword manual created by the legendary Supreme Sword Ancestor is not only difficult to learn and master, but also extremely risky. Even among the younger generation of the Sword Sect, only a few people have learned it.

And the figure transformed by the sword light just now could actually use the sword canon to that extent...

He suddenly looked at Xu Xing.

Then this person...could he be the direct disciple of a certain sword master of the Sword Sect?
"Sword Ancestor..."

Thinking of this, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

Sword Ancestor is also a memory to him.

When he was a child, the happiest thing every day was to sit on the big rock at the entrance of the village and listen to the gentleman telling the legendary stories of the Sword Ancestor.

Until he grew up, he embarked on the path of cultivation by chance, and his cultivation became more and more advanced.

However, he accidentally offended an old demon who had committed many evil deeds.

While he was hiding from place to place, he secretly swore in his heart that he would definitely kill the old demon when he became more powerful.

But it was during that time that the 'Taixuan Blood Disaster' occurred.

Then, no more...

Don’t bully the young man because he is poor. He didn’t even give the old devil a chance. He died in that bloody disaster.

After that, he joined the Wanfa Dao Sect, and then merged with the Wanfa Dao Sect into the Righteous Alliance. Now he has become the chairman of the Supreme Council. "It would be great if I could meet the Sword Ancestor once."

The mind races quickly, and the outside world is just a moment away.

He looked at Xu Xing, just like before.

"Thank you for your advice, my friend. The alliance will send you resources later."

Although not like that puppet.

But you still have to pay the fee, otherwise why would people give you guidance to the younger generation, and the guidance from this young man from the Sword Sect just now was indeed very useful.

This is a critical period, and we should not lose the composure of the alliance!
My friend...

Following the speaker's words, the scene suddenly fell silent. Yuan, who was sitting next to him, had a strange look on his face, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

But this matter is not easy to explain.
Ming Yu looked at Xu Xing carefully, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he looked normal.

"It's just a small favor. You're welcome."

emm...

'Little friend'?
How many years has it been since someone called me that?

The last time... I think it was when I was traveling around the Central Continent with my master to create the practice method.

Yuan Jun couldn't help laughing: "Brother Dao, how do you feel when you hear this name?"

"It's okay. It feels quite interesting."

Xu Xing didn't care much.

On the screen of the mobile phone in front of him, a barrage of comments were floating across.

Ba Zun: "Young friend? Hahaha! I'm afraid you will be confused when you hear this word!"

Dan Zu: "After years of hard training, I have achieved immortality and taken only half a step towards the end of the immortal road, but I can only be called 'little friend'!"

Danzu: "It's so terrifying!"

Qi Zun: "It's so terrifying!"

Hong Zun: "It's so terrifying!"

Mei Zu: "How terrifying!"

Mei Zu: "But Daoist brothers are all called 'little friends'. If I and the others in the group are divided into 'senior realm', 'Daoist realm', 'little friend realm' and 'ant realm'..."

Mei Zu: "Isn't it an ant?"

Dan Zu: “…”

Danzu: "Enough!"

Danzu: "We are just group friends, you are crossing the line now!"

Dan Zu: "You will have a bloody disaster today."

Mei Zu: "Look, look, I'm not the only one stealing pictures!"

Meizu: "/point with your finger"

Mei Zu: "@Yuan Jun"

Yuan Jun: “…”

Another two minutes passed.

Mei Zu: "Where is the Sword Master?" / Questionable

Meizu: "She didn't say anything in such a lively scene? / Confused little yellow duck"

Meizu: "Or did she quit the group? /Fireworks"

Seeing this, Xu Xing explained for Bie Xue Ning.

"My disciple was attacked by Xuan in the Starry Sky Battlefield, and my senior sister is now helping her treat her injuries."

Meizu: "No wonder, no wonder/He is so honest"

Sword Master: "I won't leave the group even if you die!"

Bie Xue Ning should have found time to reply to this message.

…………

After a while, there were only a few Jindan stage contestants and Chen Yuanlin who was regulating his breathing left on the stage.

Qi training period...

To be honest, there is nothing interesting in this kind of activity, so it was not set up.

The foundation-building period was swept away by Meng Xuan, so it ended early.

As for the Nascent Soul stage, it is purely because there are too few people. Even if the age limit is relaxed to thirty years old, there are still not many people qualified to participate.

When it comes to martial arts performances, we must select the best from the best.

Was that kind of weakling Nascent Soul chosen to be amusement for the envoys from the seven major immortal sects who were watching the ceremony?

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(End of this chapter)

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