I open a farm in the world of cultivation

But it was still not over. The third sword energy appeared. This was a colorful giant sword that suddenly broke in the sky and turned into a little spiritual light. Those spiritual lights turned into tiny sword energy, and fell towards Wang Hao like a torrential rain!

Before the dense sword energy fell, the sharp cold wind appeared first, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, blowing Wang Hao's face into frost, as if he was about to be frozen!

A solemn look appeared in Wang Hao's eyes. Even in the spiritual world, he had never seen such a changeable sword cultivator. It seems that the attainments of the cultivators in this world in the way of swordsmanship are indeed not low!

The same moves can actually evolve into many changes. No wonder it leads the cultivators of a world to yearn to become sword cultivators.

Wang Hao put away his contempt, raised his hand, and another bright star flew out. He shook the flying sword in his hand, and the stars were cut into gorgeous lotus flowers, flying towards the sword rain!

Rumble, a violent muffled sound, the world returned to peace!

The smoke cleared, all the sword energy disappeared, and Wang Hao was now standing on the hillside of Jianling Mountain!

In front of him, there was a green boulder with two black characters "Jianling" written on it!

Behind the boulder was a memorial archway formed by two black giant swords crossing each other, and behind it was a winding path.

The old man who spoke before was standing on the path, looking at Wang Hao with a serious face!

This man was wearing a spacious gray Taoist robe, rising without wind, with an immortal style and bones. Judging from his aura, his cultivation had reached the peak of the early stage of refining emptiness!

"I am Lan Tianyue, what is your name? Where are you from?" The gray-robed old man asked in a deep voice!

Wang Hao smiled indifferently and said, "I am Wang Hao, from the sky!"

Lan Tianyue's pupils shrank. He had doubts before. After all, this world was under the control of his Lan family, and it was impossible for a refining cultivator to appear quietly!

"It's Fellow Daoist Wang, nice to meet you!"

"Fellow Daoist Lan, why are you the only one here? Where are the other Daoists who just fought?" Wang Hao asked curiously. After the fight just now, he still admired these people very much. It would be best if they could communicate with each other.

"They are all at the Sword Spirit Platform. Fellow Daoist may be attending the Sword Spirit Conference for the first time. The existence of the Sword Spirit Peak is not just for sword fighting. The sword cultivators who come here are all here to pull out the ancient spirit sword!"

Lan Tianyue said truthfully. This is not a secret. Wang Hao had also heard about it before.

It is rumored that there is an ancient broken sword stuck on the top of the Sword Spirit Peak. It was left by the ancient great power. Millions of years have passed, and no one has been able to pull out the broken sword!

The most important thing about the Sword Spirit Conference is not sword fighting, but sword pulling. Even the genius of this world can only pull out the broken sword three inches at most.

Sword pulling does not distinguish between cultivation levels. Even cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage can participate.

According to the cultivators of this world, it is a sword with a sword spirit. The reason why it has not been pulled out is that it has not found a suitable owner yet!

"Wang, can I give it a try?" Wang Hao asked with narrowed eyes. If he guessed correctly, the broken sword might be a remnant of Xuantian treasure, a spiritual treasure that can reach the sky, and it would not be difficult for so many cultivators.

Lan Tianyue's expression froze when he heard this, but he soon let it go. Everyone wanted to pull out the sword, but the sword was still stuck on the Sword Spirit Peak!

"If you are interested, Wang Daoyou, just give it a try!"

"Has Daoyou Lan ever pulled out the sword?" Wang Hao asked curiously.

"Lan has tried it a long time ago, and almost tried it every time at the Sword Spirit Conference, but the sword is not valued by cultivation. Lan could pull out three inches the first time he pulled out the sword, but now he can only pull out two inches!

Daoyou Wang is from the sky, you can try, maybe you can pull it out, if you can really succeed, you will get a lot of benefits," Lan Tianyue said meaningfully.

He didn't know where Wang Hao came from, so he could only wait and see!

"In that case, Wang will go and give it a try," Wang Hao's sword intent was almost uncontrollable, and it was ready to move, as if it wanted to guide him to draw the sword!

The old man smiled and nodded, walked away, and disappeared on the path in a few steps.

Wang Hao smiled lightly, raised his foot and walked towards the mountain. He was not in a hurry, enjoying the scenery all the way.

But strangely, he did not see other immortal cultivators. The entire Jianling Peak seemed like an open space. Even in some buildings, there was no breath of cultivators!

Not long after, Wang Hao came to a bluestone square and saw the shadow of the immortal cultivator!

There were at least 10,000 people gathered here, including men, women, young and old. The highest cultivation level was a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage, and the lowest cultivation level was only the third level of the Qi Refining Stage.

They all had one thing in common, everyone had a sword, and they were obviously sword cultivators.

Some carried heavy swords, some tied flying swords around their waists, and some held sword boxes.

Their swords were of different styles, long, short, curved, forked, and so on.

There is a huge stone platform in the center of the square. A rusty sword handle is inserted in the center of the stone platform, and a light blue light curtain covers the entire stone platform.

Around the stone platform, tens of thousands of flying swords are densely inserted. Each flying sword is shining with spiritual light. They are at least at the level of magic weapons, and there are even some celestial spiritual treasures!

Lan Tianyue, who greeted Wang Hao at first, was not here, and there was no trace of other refining cultivators.

Wang Hao looked surprised. The Wang family also built a sword peak and collected countless flying swords. The number can be compared, but the quality is huge.

Wang Hao walked towards a green-shirted cultivator. Lan Tianyue did not introduce him, so he could only ask someone himself.

"My friend, this is my first time to the Sword Spirit Conference. Can you introduce it? Why are there so many flying swords here?"

"Those flying swords were left behind by the sword-drawing masters. For cultivators below the Jindan stage, there is no need to pay any price to draw the sword, but for cultivators above the Jindan stage, they must leave their flying swords behind. The higher the cultivation level, the better the sword left behind. If the senior wants to draw the sword, I am afraid he must leave a sword of the Tongtian Lingbao level," the green-shirted cultivator explained respectfully!

"So that's how it is. Thank you, my friend," Wang Hao smiled politely.

"It is my honor to answer the senior," the green-shirted cultivator hurriedly returned the greeting.

Wang Hao got the answer and walked towards the broken sword. If there was any trick, he would know it after pulling it once, without so much effort.

Chapter 2313 Hu Yijian

Just as Wang Hao walked towards the sword platform, a arrogant voice suddenly came out.

"Get out of the way, let me try, I don't believe I can't pull out a mere broken sword," a young man in a cool white robe flew to the sword platform!

The young man wore a purple gold crown, looked handsome, and had a gilded scabbard on his waist, but there was no spiritual sword in the scabbard.

This person's cultivation reached the late stage of the Spiritualization, and his strength was extraordinary. He was also a top existence in this world!

"Isn't this Hu Yijian, the descendant of the Sword Saint of the East Sea? He is here too?"

"It's him, but he wants to pull out the broken sword, which is a bit too much. Even Senior Lianxu can't pull it out. What virtue and ability does he have?"

"You can't say that. A high cultivation level does not necessarily give you an advantage. The key is the understanding of the sword. Hu Yijian is very famous. He has been traveling around since the Nascent Soul stage and has never met an opponent!"

...

The onlookers kept talking. Wang Hao listened to the general idea, chuckled and stepped back a few steps.

He was not in a hurry. If someone wanted to demonstrate it, he would still be happy to see it!

Hu Yijian was very satisfied with the reactions of the crowd. With a move of his sleeves, a golden long sword flew out and inserted into the sword platform.

Only those who can pull out the broken sword more than three inches can take back their flying swords, otherwise they can only stay here forever.

Tens of thousands of sword cultivators stared at Hu Yijian, making him feel pressured and excited at the same time.

To be honest, these sword cultivators thought that the broken sword had no value, mainly for fame. Even if they could only pull out one or two inches, it was enough to brag about it. Otherwise, why did they come to participate in the sword drawing when they knew they couldn't pull it out? Every time you draw a sword, you lose a flying sword. It's not without cost!

Hu Yijian's body glowed with golden light, and a large piece of golden sword energy surged out. These sword energies were like flames, burning with a bang. A golden sword shadow of more than a thousand feet appeared in the firelight and quickly condensed!

Almost at the same time as the golden sword appeared, the flying swords of all the sword cultivators on the sword stage began to vibrate, and even emitted bursts of sword sounds!

A cold sword intent enveloped the entire square.

The shadowless sword in Wang Hao's body was also aroused, becoming restless and ready to move.

Tens of thousands of flying swords resonated, and even if Wang Hao tried to control them, he couldn't stop the influence!

The golden sword made a buzzing sound, and fell rapidly from the sky, falling directly into Hu Yijian's body.

Hu Yijian roared in pain, but his body did not move at all, until all the sword light was absorbed into his body.

"This kid is ruthless enough to hide the sword in his body," Wang Hao showed admiration on his face. Only those who are ruthless enough to themselves can live longer. Living longer means more opportunities, and they can go further on the immortal path.

Wang Hao glanced at the sword cultivators present, his eyes flashing.

After knowing the situation of Dui Lanxing, he no longer planned to invade this world or plunder its resources. That would not make much sense, because the Wang family has no shortage of territory or resources.

What the Wang family lacks is population, and talents who are expected to become combined cultivators.

Obviously, there are many excellent sword cultivators here. If they can be used for their own purposes, the strength of the Wang family can be multiplied in a short period of time.

But this is not easy to do. Most sword cultivators are arrogant, and the better the sword cultivators are, the more so.

It is very difficult to recruit them, and it is even more impossible to integrate them into the Wang family. Recruiting them is tantamount to humiliation.

Wang Hao needs to show his strength to convince these people, and at the same time find a suitable plan to absorb them.

"If you can't integrate into the Wang family, you can set up a sword sect, one inside and one outside the family, just like the Wang family and Chaotian Sect in Tianlan!"

The Xuansheng Palace controlled by Wang Wenyue and the Qingdan Pavilion controlled by Yan Jingqiu are not suitable. The Xuansheng Palace's skills focus on female cultivation, while the Qingdan Pavilion focuses on alchemy. There are some sword cultivators in the two sects, but they don't pay attention to this way. They rely on the disciples to explore on their own.

After thinking about it, Wang Hao decided to establish the Chaotian Sect in the spirit world and still let He Hongshan take power. He Hongshan has a sword heart by nature. He realized the sword meaning as early as the foundation-building period. His achievements in the sword are not much worse than Wang Hao himself, and his strength is enough to shock the Tianjiao of the Dui Lan world.

In addition, she had managed Tianlan's Chaotian Sect before, and was experienced enough to take on the important task.

Just as Wang Hao was thinking about how to use this world of people, under the gaze of tens of thousands of sword cultivators, Hu Yijian held the hilt of the broken sword with both hands and pulled it out with all his strength!

The broken sword seemed to weigh thousands of pounds, and Hu Yijian's face flushed, but he still couldn't shake it at all!

"Ah! Come out for me," Hu Yijian shouted, and the buzzing sound of thousands of swords swam in his body. He suddenly pulled out a small part of the broken sword, and suddenly the rosy clouds were thousands of feet, and the sword energy was overflowing, crisscrossing between heaven and earth!

Everyone's flying swords were activated again, making a clear sword sound, and the restlessness in Wang Hao's body became more intense.

"Three inches? You are worthy of being a world-famous sword maniac!" The crowd exclaimed.

"Being able to pull out three inches is a rare sword genius, but I think he has used up all his strength and that's all."

"Unfortunately, he still couldn't pull it out. This broken sword is not very long. Maybe he could pull it out completely with another two inches."