Swire First Immortal

Chapter 53 Lin Chen Little Sword Master

Wan Jianhai!
This is a fairy island in the clouds.

Endless white clouds gathered to form a vast sea. From a distance, it seemed that there were thousands of swords flying across the clouds.

Under the rolling clouds and mist, the palaces and pavilions glowed with dazzling colors, like heavenly palaces and fairy gardens.

For the people in the mortal kingdom, Wan Jianhai is the legendary heaven.

An immortal in the heavens, flying into the sky and escaping from the earth, opening his eyes to listen to all directions, slaying demons and protecting the way... no wonder!
Busy with reaching the heavens and enlightening the Tao, who cares about your life?
In the eastern part of the Sea of ​​Thousand Swords, there is a huge sword-shaped building, which is as straight as a mountain peak, with surging qi, and its own mighty aura.

This giant sword-shaped building has a long history in Wanjianhai. Before the 'Forbidden Tower' was established, it was the orthodoxy of swordsmanship for thousands of years, with a profound heritage.

Its name is 'Jian Xiao'!
Jian Xiao, Jian Xiao, use the sword to soar to the sky!
Wan Jianhai is exactly the sky above the clouds.

now!

Just outside Jianxiaofanlou, there was a fat middle-aged man in yellow robes kneeling at the door.

Under the scorching sun, there were big beads of sweat on his face, and his complexion was slightly pale. Perhaps because he had knelt for too long, his hands and legs were also a little trembling.

Outside Jianxiao, it was a place full of people. His behavior naturally attracted the attention of many holy land sword cultivators.

Those who can practice in Jianxiao are all kendo geniuses selected from all over China. In terms of sword spirit, middle-grade Kaiyang is the threshold of Jianxiao!

Such a talent as Jiang Yue can be a disciple of Sword Master in Qinghun, but he still can't reach the threshold of Jianxiao!
Immortal Island on the Clouds, with its majestic aura, how can it be compared with Qinghun, the paradise formed by the mortal veins of the earth?

Therefore, all those who practice Wan Jianhai have become accustomed to practicing on the clouds, like standing on the peak of the common people, accustomed to standing on a high place and looking down at others.

This time!

At the gate of Jianxiao, a young man came out!
The young man was tall and straight, his eyes were like black stars, he was dressed in a white robe, and he was so heroic!

The most striking thing was that he was carrying a five-foot-long sword box on his back. The sword box was made of black iron. The sword was powerful and looked very heavy.

A person who cultivates the sword spirit does not need a sword box at all!
So the man with the sword on his back is somewhat weird.

However, this person is obviously well-known, so the others only respect him and make way for him, with respectful faces, but they are not curious about what is in his sword box, obviously they know some inside information.

The boy with the sword on his back had just stepped out of Jianxiao, his eyes fixed, and he noticed the fat man kneeling on the ground!

"Who is kneeling in front of Jian Xiao? How decent is it?" The boy with the sword on his back asked a woman next to him.

"Back to the little sword master, it is said that he is the elder of the Qinghun Jiange. He has been kneeling for three days to ask to see the great sword master 'Ning Yan'!" The woman responded.

"Want to see Aunt Ning?" The boy with the sword on his back looked indifferent.

"Yes! He also said that there was a young man who probably possessed the sword spirit of Heavenly Power in the Qinghun Jiange, and he broke their two-pole Chengjian stone." The woman shook her head and laughed.

"Break the Chengjian Stone, that is the right of heaven? They have broken the Chengjian Stone for so long, have they become tofu?"

"These frogs in the well are a bit funny." The woman laughed.

"It really ruins the atmosphere!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the young man with the sword on his back, and he stepped towards the elder Wang.

Elder Wang knelt for a long time, feeling dizzy!

He sighed in his heart: "This Jianxiao man is really out of the world, arrogant and rude, kneeling for three days, no one cares about me, alas!"

At this moment, an iron boot stepped on the back of Elder Wang's hand!
"It's so heavy!" Elder Wang's palm suddenly turned purple, and his face trembled with pain.

Whose iron boots are so heavy?
The question is, how to step on people?
Elder Wang raised his head and was about to argue.

Ding!
At this moment, a cold white sword soul hit his throat unexpectedly!
Elder Wang was suddenly covered in cold sweat from fright, and his face was pale!

For a while, he couldn't see how many swords there were on this sword soul, he just felt that it was icy cold, but there were two circles of sword rings wrapped around it, which he could see clearly.

Two sword rings!

Being able to inlay two sword rings shows that this person's sword spirit has surpassed the Kaiyang level!

Yuheng, even Tianquan!
"The villain pays homage to the little sword master Lin Chen!" Elder Wang heard that the sword knew people, and hurriedly said.

"Get out." The boy with the sword on his back had a cold voice, and he looked down at the person with deep indifference in his eyes.

"Yes!" Elder Wang trembled.

"Next time I see you kneeling here, the head will be left behind, and the corpse will be left behind Wan Jianhai," said the young man with the sword on his back.

"Yes! The villain has remembered!" Elder Wang's eyes dimmed.

He knew that if he ran into this little sword master, it would be a dead end!

Until this moment, the boy with the sword on his back did not remove his iron boots.

Elder Wang looked down and saw that his fat hands had been trampled to a bloody mess.

"Ugh……"

With a lonely face on his face, he got up!

Under a group of strange gazes, he clenched the letter in his hand and prepared to get up and leave.

At this moment, there was a cold female voice.

"Xiaochen!" the woman shouted.

"I met Aunt Ning." said the young man with a sword on his back.

"Aunt Ning? Ning Yan?"

Elder Wang turned his head quietly, only to see a woman walking out of the Jianxiao-style gate!
The woman's black and red long dress hit the ground, her long hair was pulled up high, her face was dignified, graceful and luxurious, although she was already a woman, she was well maintained, her figure was graceful and her bearing was impressive.

"It's like Xiaoran..." Elder Wang said to himself.

Finally met the real person!
Unfortunately, he didn't dare to say any more, or even look at it.

Unexpectedly, the woman named Ning Yan looked at Elder Wang and said calmly, "This person wants to see me, right?"

"Yes, Aunt Ning." The boy with the sword on his back answered truthfully, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Why did you step on his hand?" Ning Yan looked at the boy.

The young man with the sword on his back was slightly startled, and said: "Jianxiao is not a mortal yamen, but a holy place of swordsmanship. How can he kneel down and beg for help? This action will affect Jianxiao's demeanor, and I will punish him! If there is any offense, please understand Aunt Ning."

Hearing this, Elder Wang was a little surprised.

"I didn't expect Xiaoran's mother to speak for me. It seems that after a long time, she doesn't hate her so much!"

Just as he was thinking this way, the dignified woman named Ning Yan had already walked in front of Elder Wang!
Her holy fragrance made Elder Wang uncomfortable.

He couldn't help but feel ashamed and bowed his head even deeper!
"Xiao Chen, you misunderstood." Ning Yan suddenly said to the sword-carrying boy.

Misunderstand?

What do you mean?
Elder Wang was stunned again.

"Are you from Zhao Jianxing?" Ning Yan's voice was right in front of her eyes, but suddenly became much colder.

"Yes!" Elder Wang said nervously.

Snapped!
Suddenly, a slap was slapped on Elder Wang's face!

Elder Wang screamed in pain and rolled to the ground with five scarlet fingerprints on his cheeks.

"Go back and tell him clearly, if he dares to send someone to me, I will personally go to Qinghun to destroy him!" Ning Yan said coldly.

"……Yes!"

As soon as Elder Wang closed his eyes, he felt soreness in his heart.

Helpless!
How many years have passed, and my daughter has grown up, why is she still so unfeeling?

He was drunk and had an accident, but it wasn't Zhao Jianxing's fault alone.

Elder Wang originally wanted to say, this is a letter written by Zhao Xuanran, the headmaster has broken his sword, life and death are unpredictable...

Think about it or forget it!

Then again, he was afraid of death.

This woman, 100% will kill him.

He felt the murderous aura.

After slapping Elder Wang, she took out a silk scarf, wiped her hands, looked at Elder Wang in disgust, and then said to the young man with the sword: "I mean, you slapped me lightly."

"Yes, Aunt Ning!" The boy with the sword on his back smiled.

Seeing this, Elder Wang didn't dare to stay any longer.

After bowing his head and saying goodbye, his eyes dimmed, and he turned to leave.

Just a few steps away, suddenly a person greeted him.

"Elder Wang!"

The visitor was a middle-aged man with a beard.

It is the shopkeeper of the restaurant in the Qinghun Jianyun Building!
"Second Sword Peak, Elder Shangguanjia?" Elder Wang was taken aback.

"Yes! My sister asked me to find you. After you left, something happened to Qinghun!" Shangguan Jia said excitedly.

"What's the big deal?"

"Then Yunxiao is only 16 years old, and he has only been in the Qinghun for six days, guess what?" Shangguanjia had a loud voice, and under his excitement, he didn't pay much attention to the eyes of others.

"Say it!" Elder Wang said hastily.

"The night you left, he first killed the clone of the Northern Wilderness Demon Emperor Yuexian, and then slaughtered a thousand-year-old snake demon. Then he turned around and destroyed the three sword masters Zhang Jian, Yao Manxue, and Ye Tiance!"

"Sixteen years old! With the power of the sea of ​​​​divines, he destroyed a source of alchemy and killed eleven rings of the tenth stage scales. Can you believe it?"

Shangguan Jia laughed so boldly that he couldn't help laughing.

"Really?" Elder Wang tried desperately to suppress the excitement in his heart, but he still couldn't control it, and his voice became louder.

What did he come to Wan Jianhai for?
It's not a call for help!
Now that Ye Tiance is abolished, do you still need to ask?
It is true that Ye Guying is very strong, but now he is left alone, at least he can hide, right?

At this moment, all his resentment and aggrievedness were released, and half of his scarlet face laughed.

"Hey, why are your hands and face hurt?" Shangguan Jia was taken aback.

Just as he finished speaking, a beautiful woman in a black dress suddenly appeared among them!
"16 years old? Six days? Yuandan? Ten scales and eleven rings?" the beautiful woman in the black dress asked continuously, staring at Shangguanjia with a pair of icy eyes.

"Yes!" Shangguan Jia lowered her head in amazement, knowing how much she was hurt by Elder Wang.

"If your words are false, you will die, you know?" the beautiful woman in black dress said coldly.

"Absolutely true!" Speaking of Yun Xiao, Shangguan Jia still had confidence.

"Then who is the apprentice from?" The beautiful woman in the black dress stared at him.

"Headmaster Qinghun, Zhao Jian..."

"Okay." The beautiful woman in the black dress pursed her lips, turned around and stretched out her hand to Elder Wang, "Letter to me."

"Yes!!"

Elder Wang's palms trembled and his face was ecstatic.

The beautiful woman in the black dress took the letter, opened it, frowned and said, "Is this a letter from Zhao Jianxing? It's clearly written by a woman!"

Elder Wang was stunned for a moment.

Sure enough, she really didn't read any of the letters sent over the years.

"Great Sword Master, Xuan Ran wrote this letter." Elder Wang bowed his head.

"Xuan Ran, who is it?" the beautiful woman in the black dress asked coldly.

Elder Wang seemed to have a stone stuck in his throat, and he couldn't help feeling very uncomfortable.

Feel bad for that girl.

With tears in his eyes, he said, "Great Sword Master, that girl is already 22 years old..."

(End of this chapter)