Akasaka Sword Emperor

Chapter 9

"Nian Shang, why are you so happy, girl?" Nangong Wushuang walked out of the room with a smile on his face, looking at the laughing Nian Shang and asked.

"Tianxing pays homage to Master's Wife." Zhang Tianxing said respectfully when he saw Nangong Wushuang.

"You child, you are still so polite." Zhang Tianxing felt a burst of warmth when he heard the words.

"Mother, my junior brother and I rescued a badly injured boy in the mountains below the peak just now, come and take a look." Nian Shang ran to Nangong Wushuang, hugged his arm and said.

Nangong Wushuang walked to the stone table, saw the comatose young man on the stone table, frowned slightly and said, "This young man has a lot of devilish energy." Then, she turned to look at Zhang Tianxing and Nian Shang and asked, "You guys Do you know his identity? Also, why was he seriously injured and unconscious?"

Both of them shook their heads, Zhang Tianxing asked curiously, "Master, what is devil energy?"

"Most of the devil's energy is formed by some crooked ways of cultivating devil arts. The speed of devil arts cultivation is relatively fast, and they are extremely domineering and cruel. What's more, they have to do some things that are unacceptable in order to practice devil arts, in order to obtain their own devil arts. It will be a great achievement." Nangong Wushuang replied with a serious face.

"Mother, in fact, when we met him, he fainted, we didn't even know his name, besides, we haven't seen any demon cultivators before." Nian Shang said weakly.

"This is the shortcoming of not studying hard. You don't practice hard at ordinary times, and you don't read many books about the cultivation world. How can you know how many cultivation systems there are in this world?" Nangong Wushuang looked at Nian Shang and said sternly.

"Forget it, meeting is a kind of fate. My generation of monks is fighting for fate. No matter what kind of monk it is, if you meet it, then help him once! If he is a wicked person, then I will fight with my own hands." kill him."

After Nangong Wushuang finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and a green spiritual energy gushed out from his palm, heading towards the comatose young man on the stone table.

As the green spiritual energy poured into the young man's body, the numerous scars on his body began to heal gradually, and a tinge of blood appeared on his originally pale face.

"Well, cough cough." A moment later, the comatose boy let out a light cough, and Nangong Wushuang also withdrew his palm, stopping the transmission of spiritual energy.

"Where is this place? Did you guys save me?" The boy sat up from the stone table with difficulty, his tone weak.

"Who are you? How did you suffer such a serious injury?" Nian Shang walked forward and asked curiously.

The young man turned his head to look at Nian Shang, unconsciously stunned, "The eyebrows are picturesque, charming, delicate and beautiful like a flower, really beautiful!" Seeing Nian Shang's alluring appearance, the young man couldn't help but exclaim softly.

Nian Shang felt a little embarrassed by the young man's gaze, and hid behind Nangong Wushuang shyly.

"Hmph!" Nangong Wushuang couldn't help but snorted coldly when he saw the young man's stupefied expression, "You are so courageous, believe it or not, I can save you, and I can also kill you."

"I'm sorry senior, it's the junior who lost his temper, junior Mo Yu, thank you all for saving your life."

Nangong Wushuang dismissed Mo Yu's thanks. When he healed his injuries just now, Nangong Wushuang knew that the boy's cultivation level was only in the late stage of conception, and he was not as young as he seemed.

The young man is at least nearly a hundred years old. I don't know if it's because of practicing magic that makes him look like a young man.

In fact, appearance is irrelevant to monks. Once they reach the Embodied Realm, they can remain youthful forever. The monks in the Transcendent Realm can even change their appearance at will, but the change of appearance is limited to the original appearance, and the difference is only between young and old.

"Your name is Mo Yu? I don't know where you are from? Why did you suffer such a serious injury?" Seeing Mo Yu's face was a little embarrassed, Zhang Tianxing asked.

Mo Yu looked at Zhang Tianxing with grateful eyes.

Then he said with a sad expression: "I come from Badaomen in the territory of the Great Chu Empire in the north, because my teacher obtained a magic skill in a secret realm a few years ago, and his cultivation has soared since then. The attention of the rest of the sects."

As she spoke, Mo Yu couldn't help but two lines of tears flowed down her eyes. They all said that men don't flick their tears easily, but it's just not the time to be sad.

"My master also sensed the power of other sects, and had doubts about our Badaomen, so my master passed on the magic skills to me and the other brothers. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for the other sects of the empire to join forces. When they came to the door, they said that we practiced magic skills at the Ba Dao Sect, and we have been included in the ranks of evil sects and crooked ways. I will never forget that day in my life."

"My family teacher was killed by the heads of the other sects. My juniors and sisters were also slaughtered mercilessly by them. Some of the disciples who had just started were just young children. It's a pity that they still couldn't escape death. Under the cover of several senior brothers, they escaped from the sect and started a life of fleeing for several months. It was not until today that they were rescued by the seniors that they were able to live on mediocrity."

Sitting on the stone bench, Mo Yu narrated her origin and deeds in a daze.

"Poor people must have something to hate. Since you are now a demon cultivator, then you can go down the mountain. My Xuantian Sword Sect is the leader of the righteous way, how can I tolerate you!" Nangong Wushuang said majesticly.

"Mother, you see he is so pitiful, and he is being hunted down again, why don't we leave him in Xuantian Peak." Nian Shang showed sympathy on his face.

"Yes, Mistress..."

"Shut up, what do you know? Since ancient times, there is no balance between good and evil. If he is left in Xuantian Peak, then my Xuantian Sword Sect will not be in collusion with evil heretics! In the future, what is the reputation of our Xuantian Sword Sect? Clean it up?" Nangong Wushuang said sternly.

"Senior is justified, please send me to the foot of the peak, and this junior will leave now."

For Mo Yu, this kind of result was expected. He is a demon cultivator, and they are righteous disciples. It is already a great kindness for them to save each other today. Therefore, Mo Yu's deeds and feelings towards Nangong Wushuang , can also be understood.

In the end, Mo Yu was sent down from Xuantian Peak by Nangong Wushuang himself, while Nian Shang was scolded by Nangong Wushuang and rushed to the Sutra Library.

Zhang Tianxing was left to practice in the small courtyard in the bamboo forest, and Nangong Wushuang personally supervised and taught him.

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Spring goes and autumn comes, the seasons change, and ten years pass by in a blink of an eye.

Nangong Wushuang went out in the third year of teaching Zhang Tianxing. As for where she went, she didn't say anything.

In the past ten years, Zhang Tianxing practiced swordsmanship and boxing during the day, and practiced unknown skills at night. He did not dare to be negligent in the past ten years, and his hard work has been well fulfilled in him.

Today, ten years later, Zhang Tianxing has broken through to the late stage of rebirth, with an elegant and masculine temperament, a slender and strong figure, clean and flowing long hair, and wearing white Zongmen clothing, showing his arrogance.

In the early morning of early spring, the peak of Xuantian Peak was hidden by clouds and mist, which made the whole mountain more mysterious. The sun just rose in the sky, like a red lantern, emitting a faint warmth.

In the small courtyard in the bamboo forest, Zhang Tianxing was still selflessly practicing the "blazing sun sword technique" taught to him by Nangong Wushuang.

I saw one after another flaming sword light breaking out of the sword, and where the sword light passed, there were only a few long ditches emitting green smoke, but I didn't know that when Nangong Wushuang came back, seeing the densely packed long ditch in the courtyard, what would happen? How do you feel?
"Junior brother really has extraordinary perseverance, no wonder his cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds in the past ten years!" Just as Zhang Tianxing practiced his sword with selflessness, Liu Jingcan pushed the door in from the outside with a smile on his face.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Tianxing smiled, retracted his sword and replied: "Little brother, I know my talent is dull, so I have to work extra hard, otherwise it will only be a waste of what my master and my wife have done to me."

"Hahaha, if the talent of the younger brother is dull, I don't know if there are people with extraordinary talents?" Liu Jingcan laughed loudly when he heard this.

"Brother, don't laugh at me anymore, I wonder what the reason for coming here this time?" Zhang Tianxing asked with a smile.

"Don't you remember, Junior Brother? Ten years ago when Junior Brother was just starting out, Pavilion Master Tianjian and Pavilion Master Yuan once said that the Holy Land of the sect would be opened ten years later, and all disciples from ten years ago would have to participate in the competition."

"But I still seem to be a handyman disciple now! I don't know if I am qualified to participate?" Zhang Tianxing said nervously.

"Don't worry, the master has already included you among the disciples of the inner sect when he left. This competition will not only allow you to enter the Holy Land to practice, but also get a place in the Heavenly Sword Ranking." Liu Jingcan walked up to Zhang Tianxing and said with a smile.

"Brother will go with me then?" Zhang Tianxing looked at Liu Jingcan in front of him and couldn't help asking.

"I'm no longer qualified to participate because I've already entered the Holy Land, but it's okay to accompany you to see it, but I want to remind you, this time the competition is at Xuantian Square, and the time is half a month later. Only a hundred disciples can enter the Holy Land to cultivate." Liu Jingcan said with a serious face.

"The number of places is so small! There are hundreds of seniors who started together ten years ago, and there are thousands of disciples from the other three countries!" Zhang Tianxing was a little surprised when he thought about it.

"No, it's far more than that. This time, not only the disciples who started ten years ago will participate, but all the disciples below the Void Realm will participate." Liu Jingcan looked at the shocked Zhang Tianxing with a smirk on his face.

"My God! What year and month will it be compared to?" Zhang Tianxing was really surprised.

"It won't be long, three days at most, and you will know when the time comes. This competition is also an opportunity for you to become a blockbuster, junior brother. After ten years of hard work, it is finally time for you to shine." Liu Jingcan patted Zhang Tianxing on the shoulder , encouraged.

"Do you know how to become a blockbuster? I wonder if you will regret it?" Zhang Tianxing thought of all kinds of insults and sarcasms ten years ago.

Li Aoxue's haughty and sympathetic gaze, Xue Yaofei's insult and sarcasm, he still vividly remembers them, and he will never forget them.

This competition is limited to the realm below the Void Realm, but Zhang Tianxing has now broken through to the late stage of the Embryo Realm, he has the confidence to be a blockbuster, and even won the first place.

Liu Jingcan looked at Zhang Tianxing whose face was constantly changing, and shook his head with a smile. He also knew a lot about the grievances between Zhang Tianxing and Xue Yaofei ten years ago, but now he can only pray for Xue Yaofei and the others.

Because in the past ten years, not everyone's cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds like Zhang Tianxing.

(End of this chapter)