Fantasy: Storytelling about the crying saint, the beginning of the Barren Heavenly Emperor

“Willing to do the world sword!”

“Willing to repair for a million swords!”

“Please Mr. Ning, list together……. The World Sword God List!! ”

After the flying dragon real person finished speaking, he bowed deeply towards Ning Chuan on the high platform.

In the entire Qifu Inn, countless sword cultivators from the north of the Tiannanhai Sea flashed their eyes instantly.

The current kendo list!

If this list really wants to be listed, the difficulty is much greater than the Tianjiao list!

Throughout the ages, kendo masters have been like carp crossing the river, and there are countless of them.

Even in this world, the luck of kendo has long weakened, and there is no longer the picture that everyone can fight the sword heaven and earth, but under the random counting, there are no less than a million sword cultivators in the world.

Among them, I don’t know how many old kendo powerhouses at the level of old monsters.

They may be at the end of their lives, already closed and dying.

Maybe some veteran kendo powerhouses have long faded their glitz and refined their hearts in red dust.

The Tianjiao list is still only listed as a strong person under the age of thirty.

But if it is listed in the world’s kendo list, the time span is at least thousands of years!

The difficulty is far beyond the Tianjiao list!

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“Wyvern senior…”

Nanli Sword Emperor Zhuang Wudao, his eyes flickered, and he looked at the back of the flying dragon real person with some surprise.

He didn’t think of it.

The Flying Dragon Zhenren actually took the initiative to petition and pleaded with Ning Bed to be listed in the world’s kendo list!

“The current kendo list?” Next to him, that Elder Qin frowned and said with some hesitation:

“Sect Master, what does this Flying Dragon senior want to do, why does Mr. Ning want to be listed on the current Sword Dao list? Is it for fame? ”

Zhuang Wudao looked at the back of the Flying Dragon True Man, and it wasn’t until a long time later that Fang spoke with a complicated expression and said something that Elder Qin couldn’t understand.

“Flying Dragon senior, be respectful.”

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Meanwhile.

In the middle of nowhere of the inn.

There were two people, one old and one young, with their backs against the wall, chatting in low voices.

The old man’s face was like a withered face, wearing a wide robe, and his face had some age spots.

The young man was a girl about seven or eight years old, with a pair of pigtails, raw pink carved jade, red lips and white teeth.

“Grandpa, this old man, he doesn’t look ordinary.” The little girl looked at the flying dragon real person and said with a pair of bright big eyes.

The old man in the Daoist robe smiled when he heard this: “Naturally it is not ordinary, if Grandpa guessed correctly, this old man should be the chief elder of the Heavenly Saint Palace who is known as a half-saint, the leader of the Sword Dao five hundred years ago, and the Sword God Flying Dragon.” ”

“Half-saint?” The little girl was a little puzzled: “Grandpa, what is the realm of the half-saint?” Isn’t it above the Extreme Emperor Realm, or the True Saint Realm, why have I never heard of such a Half-Saint Realm. ”

When the old man in the Daoist robe heard this, he stretched out his hand, touched the little girl’s head dotingly, and said with a smile:

“Half-Saint is not a realm, but an honorific title for this Flying Dragon Sword God.”

“Back then, this Flying Dragon Sword God was born in the sky, stunning the world with a peerless posture, and was known as the master of kendo.”

“In just three hundred years, he stepped into the peak of the Extreme Emperor Realm, and he can be called the person who overwhelmed the world at that time, and no one can compete with him.”

“It’s just a pity that in the next seven hundred years, after this Flying Dragon Sword God worshiped the Heavenly Saint Palace, although his strength was still growing, when he was in the realm, he was always stuck in the Extreme Emperor realm.”

“Because this Flying Dragon Sword Divine Sword Art is superb, his strength is extraordinary, and he is known as the first person under the Holy Realm, and over time, he has evolved into the title of Half-Saint.”

The little girl with pigtails nodded her head when she heard this, and then said in a long voice:

“Grandpa, you said this Flying Dragon Sword God so powerfully, but you still haven’t stepped into the True Saint Realm, I think it’s still not as good as Grandpa you!”

“Hahaha.”

The old man in the Daoist robe laughed loudly, and then shook his head and said, “Non and none, Ling’er, you don’t underestimate this Flying Dragon Sword God, he is at this moment… He has already stepped into the True Saint Realm! ”

Hearing this, the little girl with pigtails suddenly opened her mouth and said, “True saint? Now in the world, there is another true saint who has passed through heaven and earth? ”

“Grandpa, then why didn’t the slightest news come out?”

The little girl with pigtails just finished asking, and without waiting for the old man in the robe to speak, her eyes lit up and said:

“Grandpa, I know! This Flying Dragon Sword God definitely wanted to take the opportunity of this kendo list to establish his identity as the number one in kendo in the world, and then announce that he had become a saint! ”

“In this way, he has confirmed the title of the number one in kendo!”

“Grandpa, am I right?”

The old man in the Daoist robe shook his head with a smile when he heard this: “Ling’er, you are wrong again, the mistake is to underestimate the grandeur of this Flying Dragon Sword God. ”

“If he has a name, why bother so much, just point to the sky, and countless reputations will come.”

“Besides, if he were famous, he would not have joined the Heavenly Saint Palace at his peak seven hundred years ago, but would have directly established a sect!”

“With his current means and reputation, with just one order, countless Tianjiao sharpened their heads.”

“Instead of demoting oneself, go and be some kind of chief elder.”

Hear this.

The little girl with pigtails couldn’t help but wonder.

“Grandpa, then why is he like this?”

The old man in the Daoist robe smiled slightly, raised his head to look at the back of the flying dragon real person, and said softly:

“Now that the kendo is weak, everyone in the world practices the law and abandons the art, thinking that cultivating supreme divine power is powerful…”

“This Flying Dragon Sword God wants to use the mouth of this Mr. Ning to reunite the thousands of years of atmospheric luck for the sake of the Sword Dao!”

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On the high platform.

Ning Chuan frowned and looked at the Flying Dragon True Person, until a long time passed, before he spoke:

“Old Fei, why do you have to do such a thankless thing?”

Hearing this, the Flying Dragon Zhenren smiled and said, “A thousand years ago, kendo gave me atmospheric luck, and now that I have taken that step, it is natural to give this kendo and return the last atmospheric luck.” ”

After a pause, he continued:

“Now in this world, the junior of Kendo can only be shot by a sword son of Kenzuka, which is really too withered.”

“Presumably, after this list comes out, there will be a lot more people who practice swords in the world.”

Ning Chuan nodded clearly.

Old Fei’s state of mind is indeed different.

In the midst of a deep groan, Ning Chuan was about to speak.

The following cultivator from Tiannanhaibei couldn’t help but speak:

“Hey, who is this old man of yours, and what else is giving Kendo a piece of atmospheric luck? Say not to go and not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue? ”

The Flying Dragon Zhenren did not look back or pay attention to this cultivator, but looked at Ning Chuan and smiled:

“You see, after seven hundred years of vicissitudes in the sea, now the old man mixes with a random little shrimp, and he doesn’t know the old man.”

“The old man is listed in this kendo list, and he also has this selfish heart here.”

“I’m unknown, it doesn’t matter if I’m wronged, but I can’t… Let me, the old fellow, also bury my reputation with this. ”

While speaking, the flying dragon real person slowly drew his sword with a smile and looked at the cultivator behind him who spoke.

He suddenly smiled and said:

“Boy, remember!”

“Old man Feilong, seven hundred years ago, the bearer of the sword path!”

“Of course, it’s okay if you don’t remember the old man’s name.”

“You just need to know . .”

“The sword in the old man’s hand is called… Set the wave! ”

In a flash!

A sword is unsheathed, and the hall is full of sword qi!

This day.

The news of the entry of the Flying Dragon Sword God who had stayed in the Extreme Emperor Realm for seven hundred years spread throughout the Nine Xuan Realm!

This day.

Mr. Lin’an Chengning, the news that he wanted to be listed in the world’s kendo list also spread throughout the Nine Xuan Realm!!!

As soon as the two news came out, the world shook!

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