Sword Sovereign Evil Emperor

Chapter 14 In three days, no matter what, you can do it casually

Even though he was prepared in his heart, Zhan Buge still felt a little bit in his heart. It's fake. Doesn't that mean that his senior sister, from childhood to adulthood, grew up alone, and grew up silently. , without relying on, growing up lonely.

Yes, Shan Ren said long ago that he left 18 years ago, and the Shan Ren who appeared during this period is naturally a fake...

"Don't tell Xingmo about this, I'm all for her." Shan Ren seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and his already old figure became even more stooped.

"Master, what happened to you? If I can help you, I will help." Zhan Buge was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart, he didn't want Shan Xingmo to be so miserable, Shan Xing Mo also thought that three years later, Zhan Buge would be able to help her father survive the catastrophe, but since it was all fake, how could he survive.

Seeing Zhan Buge, Shan Ren smiled with satisfaction, and shook his head again. Suddenly, his old eyes burst into an incomparably bright light and said.

"This world is huge, and you will have many enemies in the future. Needless to say, the monster race, even if you are also a human race, you will have many enemies. You will encounter setbacks sooner or later, but you have to remember well, monk, go against the sky , since you have embarked on this path, you must not respect the sky, fear the earth...and not bend your back! Can you do it?"

Being stared at by Shan Ren's sharp eyes, Zhan Buge gradually felt a little uncomfortable, blinked his eyes, he wanted to look away, but he immediately remembered the words Shan Ren said, don't bend down...

I was born unruly in my previous life, so what can make me bow down in this unrestrained world?
There was no answer, Zhan Buge's eyes were fixed, and he looked back at the flashing sharp eyes.

The eyes of the two men met like swords, and they did not move for a long time.

After a long time, Shan Ren suddenly laughed: "Okay! You have the sky in your heart and you are proud of your body. You are worthy of being my apprentice. In this case, your first chance to wake me up can't be wasted like this. I will stay here for three days. Within three days, no matter what, you can do it as you please!"

As soon as Shan Ren finished speaking, his whole body suddenly burst into a radiant light, which was so dazzling that it lit up the whole room.

Zhan Buge was taken aback, only to see Shan Ren's figure suddenly blurred, and after a while, another Shan Ren walked out from the body of Shan Ren in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

"This? Is this also a phantom?" Zhan Buge asked.

"Well, a phantom clone can keep you safe and sound in this area!" Shan Ren nodded and said with a smile. After speaking, he sat cross-legged on Zhan Buge's bed, closing his eyes and concentrating.

"Clone, the peak of foundation building, keep me safe..." Zhan Buge was really shocked this time, and felt that this master, the more he got in touch with, the more mysterious he became.

"The mysterious seed, the psychic sword, has been away for 18 years, but he is still here. Any avatar is comparable to the peak power here. Who is he?"

Zhan Buge was full of deep curiosity, but Shan Ren seemed to have fallen into cultivation, and ignored him after saying the last sentence.

With an uneasy mood, Zhan Buge also sat cross-legged on the bed, leaning side by side with Shan Ren's avatar, one old and one young, gradually fell into cultivation.

The sun rises quietly, silently, and the next day arrives.

Zhan Buge opened his eyes, practiced overnight, his spiritual power increased again, and his cultivation level at the fourth level of nourishing Qi was stabilized.

He turned his head to look at Shan Ren's avatar, who was still motionless as yesterday, ignoring him.

Without disturbing Shan Ren, Zhan Buge went out and walked towards Shan Xingmo's house.

On the way, he hesitated whether to tell Shan Xingmo about Shan Ren's avatar in his house.

"It's fine if you wake up, let's go now." A clear and sweet voice, like a silver bell, woke up Zhan Buge, and when he looked up, he found that Shan Xingmo was already standing upstairs waiting for him up.

"Well, good." With something on his mind, Zhan Buge just nodded, but in the end he didn't leak the news about Shan Ren.

Shan Xingmo walked like a lotus, jumped down from upstairs, grabbed Zhan Buge's arm as if flying away, walked halfway, suddenly took out a black long sword and handed it to Zhan Buge: "This sword Hold the sword well, if you lose in the competition, spend half a year in the cold pool."

"..." Zhan Buge was speechless for a moment, the price of losing was too great. Originally, he was very confident in his skills as a human being in two lifetimes. He won't be afraid of the opponent because of his advanced skills and combat experience in his previous life, but didn't Shan Xingmo's words put more pressure on him.

"Huh, a middle-grade spirit sword?" Zhan Buge was slightly delighted. What Shan Xingmo gave him was a middle-grade spirit sword. A middle-grade spirit sword, like exercises and medicines, was worth a fortune. Wan Lingshi, generally only the deacon in purple can be equipped with a middle-grade spirit sword.

Shan Xingmo was not at all surprised by his surprise, she didn't even look at Zhan Buge, and dragged him to fly in the sky at extreme speed.

Flying over Sujian Peak, the two of them flew towards a towering mountain in front of them. From a distance, Zhan Buge could see countless people coming from all directions underground.

It was so dark that even if you stood in the air, you couldn't see the end at a glance, and the flow of people seemed to have no end.

"This sect leader's grand occasion is just a birthday celebration..." Seeing the scale of holding a grand event, Zhan Buge thought to himself, I have to say that in this world, as long as you have the strength , everything is there.

"These people are not all from our Sword Sect. There are many disciples from other sects. Today, the head of the sect celebrates his birthday. It is a big event. People from the five sects in the Manshan area are all gathered here." Seeing that he was fascinated, Shan Xingmo explained.

"People from the Manshan area are here..." Zhan Buge raised his eyebrows secretly. The place where they live now is the Manshan area. The Manshan area stretches for hundreds of miles, and many powerful monster clans have spawned from the vast area.

There are more monster races. In order to survive, the human race has gathered five major forces. These five major forces are the five sects including the Gu Yue Sword Sect. As the protection of human beings, they stand horizontally at the mouth of the mountain. They are unarmed humans.

Usually there is no major event, and people from the five major sects will not leave the sect easily. After all, traveling once, there is great danger, and if the sect is empty, it is very likely that they will be attacked by the monster clan.

But today the head of the Gu Yue Sword Sect celebrates his birthday, and even invited important people from the five major sword sects. It has to be said that the head of the Gu Yue Sword Sect is very powerful.

"They came in such a mighty way, aren't they afraid of being disturbed by the monster clan?" Zhan Buge turned his head and asked, the dark crowd below couldn't be hidden from the monster clan's eyes.

"Don't be afraid, in the past few years, Yaozu has become more stable for some reason, and there are still many masters staying behind in these sects, and they are all guarded by formations, so nothing will happen." Shan Xingmo shook her head and said.

Zhan Buge nodded half-understood, is it all right with the protection of the formation?It should be, forget it, what do these things have to do with me, a person in the realm of nourishing qi, even if something happens, it's not my turn to care, let's think about how to ensure victory in the first battle today.

"However, with so many people, can this mountain be put down?" Zhan Buge suddenly had such a thought.

With the howling sound of the wind, the two of them quickly reached the tallest mountain of the Gu Yue Sword Sect, Gu Yue Peak, which was several thousand meters high, and the top was even more flat, like a square on the ground, terrifyingly large.

"Is this created by humans?" Zhan Buge asked in disbelief looking at the wide and flat mountaintop in front of him.

"Well, my father cut it flat with a sword." Shan Xingmo nodded proudly, with a smile on his lips.

"Master?" Thinking of his master, Zhan Buge's unbelievable feeling disappeared immediately. It's not surprising that such a mysterious person opened up such a place as his master.

Across the crowd, Shan Xingmo walked forward with Zhan Buge.

On the top of the mountain, which is as flat as a square, there is a tall building in the north, and the wide and long stone steps in front of the building are full of mat tables, which are full of people at this time.

In the Sword Sect, all the purple-clothed deacons stood on the long stone steps on both sides. Below them, there were hundreds of white-clothed disciples next to them, also standing in two rows. As for the gray-clothed disciples, they all sat cross-legged In the square.

People from the Outer Sect are all masters of Qi refining at the sixth level or above, and the five sects add up, there are no less than [-] such masters.

Regardless of whether it is the foreign sect or the original sword sect, only those who have surpassed the sixth level of Qi refining are eligible to sit on those seats.

Shan Xingmo didn't even look at the people from the Outer Sect, she dragged Zhan Buge straight to a table on the stone steps, picked an inconspicuous place, and just sat down with Zhan Buge.

She is at the eighth level of Qi refining, so she can definitely do it here, but she can only cultivate at the fourth level without singing, and she has not even reached the first level of Qi refining. All the people sitting on this table are all dressed in purple, He is the only one in white.

Even if Shan Xingmo was looking for an inconspicuous position, Zhan Buge's white clothes were too dazzling.

At this time, the head of the Sword Sect hadn't appeared yet, and many people who saw this scene couldn't help but frown.

Most of these frowning people are from the Outer Sect. When they saw a disciple in white sitting in such a solemn place, they couldn't help but snorted coldly and looked at Shan Xingmo: "Who is this person? Why are you so ignorant of the rules? Don't you know that sitting here requires at least the sixth level of Qi Refining?"

"When I first arrived in Gu Yue, I was overwhelmed by so many purple-clothed and white-character disciples, and I was proud of Gu Yue. Now, because of this kid, I feel sad for Gu Yue. Could it be that Gu Yue's disciples are so ignorant of dignity?"

"Boy, why don't you go down? I don't understand, or what the seniors said, are you worthy to sit here?"

Zhan Buge touched his forehead and felt a headache. When he was dragged to sit here, he felt that he was a bit too dazzling. As expected, so many people from other sects talked about him as soon as he sat down.

However, he didn't stand up. Since he had already sat down, how could a few people drive him away with just a few words, and the unrestrained arrogance surged up. Believe it or not, if these people do something, Shan Xingmo will just sit idly by.

As soon as his thoughts fell, Shan Xingmo suddenly turned his head, eyes filled with coldness, and looked at the people from the Outer Sect who were talking: "Shut up! When will it be your turn to talk about my Gu Yue Sword Sect? Who will talk about it?" Say one more word, palm your mouth!"

　Powerlessly, he continued to roar: Recommendation ticket, recommendation ticket...

　　


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