The First Immortal of Ancient Times

Wan Jianhai!

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Endless white clouds gather into the sea. Looking from a distance, it seems that there are thousands of swords flying across the clouds.

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

To the people in the mortal realm, the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Swords is the legendary heaven.

Immortals from heaven fly to the sky and escape from the earth, open their eyes to listen to all directions, slay demons and protect the way...how strange!

If you are busy attaining enlightenment, who cares whether you live or die?

In the east of this sea of ​​ten thousand swords, there is a giant sword-shaped building, which is as straight as a mountain peak, with surging aura, its own majestic power, and standing high in the sky.

This giant sword-shaped building has a long history in Wanjian Sea. Before the 'Forbidden Tower' was built, it was the orthodox swordsmanship for thousands of years and has a profound foundation.

Its name is ‘Jianxiao’!

Jian Xiao, Jian Xiao, soar to the sky with your sword!

The sea of ​​ten thousand swords is the sky of the sky.

now!

Just outside the Jianxiaofan Tower, there was a fat middle-aged man in yellow robe, kneeling at the door.

Under the scorching sun, big beads of sweat appeared on his face, and his complexion turned pale. Perhaps because he had been kneeling for too long, his hands and legs were trembling a little.

Outside Jianxiao, there was a huge crowd of people. His behavior naturally attracted the attention of many sword cultivators from the Holy Land.

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

With a talent like Jiang Yue's, he could be a disciple of Sword Master in Qinghun, but he was still not up to the threshold of Jianxiao!

How can the Immortal Island on the Clouds, with its majestic spiritual energy, be compared to Qinghun, a paradise of caves and heavens formed by mortal earth veins?

Therefore, all practitioners of Wanjianhai are accustomed to practicing on the clouds, as if they are standing at the pinnacle of the world, accustomed to standing on high places and looking down at others.

At this time!

A young man walked out of Jianxiao's door!

The young man is tall and straight, with eyes like black stars. He is dressed in a white robe and has an impressive heroic spirit!

The most eye-catching thing is that he is actually carrying a five-foot-long sword box on his back. The sword box is made of black iron. The sword is surging and looks very heavy.

To cultivate the sword soul, one does not need a sword box at all!

Therefore, the man carrying the sword is somewhat strange.

However, this person obviously had a good reputation, so others only respected him and made way for him. They looked respectful, but they were not curious about what was in his sword box. It was obvious that they knew some inside story. →

The boy carrying the sword had just stepped out of Jianxiao, his eyes were focused, and he noticed the fat man kneeling on the ground!

"Who is kneeling before Jianxiao? How is it appropriate?" The young man carrying the sword asked a woman next to him.

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

"Want to see Aunt Ning?" The young man carrying the sword looked indifferent.

"Yes! He also said that a young man from Qinghun Sword Pavilion who may have the power of Tianquan sword broke their two-pole sword stone." The woman shook her head and smiled.

"If you break the sword-carrying stone, you will be Tianquan? They have broken the sword-carrying stone for so long, have they turned into dregs?" The corners of the sword-carrying boy's mouth raised slightly.

"These frogs in the well are a little funny," the woman said happily.

"It's such a bad atmosphere!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the young man carrying the sword, and he stepped towards Elder Wang.

Elder Wang knelt for a long time and felt a little dizzy!

He sighed in his heart: "This man from Jianxiao is really out of touch with the mortal world. He is arrogant and rude. He knelt for three days and no one cared 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 blue, and his face trembled slightly in 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.

bite!

At this moment, a cold white sword spirit hit his throat!

Elder Wang suddenly broke into a cold sweat with fear and turned pale!

He couldn't see clearly how many sword rings there were on the sword soul for a while. He only felt cold to the bone. However, there were two circular sword rings wrapped around it, which he could see clearly.

Two sword rings!

Being able to inlaid two sword rings means that this person's sword soul has exceeded the Kaiyang level!

Yuheng, even Tianquan!

"I pay my respects to Lin Chen, the little sword master!" Elder Wang heard the sword and knew people, so he hurriedly spoke out.

"Get out." The young man carrying the sword said in a cold voice. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the person, his eyes filled with deep indifference.

"Yes!" Elder Wang said tremblingly.

"Next time I see you kneeling here, keep the head and throw the body into the sea of ​​thousands of swords." The young man carrying the sword said.

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

He knew that if he met this little sword master, there would be no chance!

Only at this moment did the young man with the sword remove his iron boots.

Elder Wang looked down and saw that his fat hand had been trampled to pieces.

"well……"

He looked lonely and stood up!

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

At this moment, a cold female voice sounded.

"Xiaochen!" the woman shouted.

"I've met Aunt Ning," said the young man carrying the sword.

"Aunt Ning? Ning Yan?"

Elder Wang quietly turned around and saw a woman walking out of the Jianxiao style door!

The woman's black and red dress reached the floor, her long hair was pulled up high, her face was dignified, graceful and luxurious. Although she was a woman, she was well-maintained. She had a graceful figure and impressive bearing.

"It looks like Xiaoran..." Elder Wang said secretly in his heart.

Finally met the real person!

Unfortunately, he didn't dare to say more, or even read more.

Unexpectedly, the woman named Ning Yan actually looked at Elder Wang and said in a calm voice: "This person wants to see me, right?"

"Yes, Aunt Ning." The sword-carrying boy was neither humble nor arrogant, and answered truthfully.

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

The young man carrying the sword was slightly startled and said: "Jianxiao is not a human government office, but a holy land of swordsmanship. How can you kneel down and beg for help? This move affects Jianxiao's appearance, so 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 actually speak up for me. It seems that as time goes by, she doesn't hate it so much anymore!"

Just as he was thinking this, the dignified woman named Ning Yan had already walked up to Elder Wang!

Her holy aroma made Elder Wang a little uncomfortable.

He couldn't help but feel ashamed and bowed his head even more!

"Xiaochen, you misunderstood." Ning Yan suddenly said to the young man carrying the sword.

Misunderstand?

What's the meaning?

Elder Wang was startled again.

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

"Yes!" Elder Wang said nervously.

Snap!

Suddenly, a slap suddenly hit 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 people to my place again, I will go to Qinghun to kill him myself!" Ning Yan said coldly.

"……yes!"

Elder Wang closed his eyes, feeling sad in his heart.

Helpless!

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

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

Elder Wang wanted to say something, this is a letter written by Zhao Xuanran, the master's sword has been broken, life or death is uncertain...

Think about it or forget it!

Besides, he was afraid of death.

This woman will definitely kill him.

He felt the murderous aura.

After giving Elder Wang a slap, 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 sword-carrying boy smiled.

Seeing this, Elder Wang did not dare to stay any longer.

After he lowered his head and said goodbye, his eyes dimmed and he turned to leave.

After walking a few steps, a person suddenly came to greet him.

"Elder Wang!"

The person who came was a middle-aged man with a beard.

He is the shopkeeper of the wine shop in Qinghun Jianyun Tower!

"Second Sword Peak, Elder Shangguanjia?" Elder Wang was stunned.

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

"What's the big deal?"

"Then Yun Xiao is only sixteen years old, and he has only been in Qinghun for six days in total. Guess what?" Shangguanjia said in a loud voice, and in his excitement, he didn't pay much attention to the looks of others.

"Say it!" Elder Wang said quickly.

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

"Sixteen years old! With the power of the Divine Sea, he destroyed an entire Origin Dan realm and killed eleven scales out of ten. Can you believe it?"

Shangguan Jia smiled so boldly that she couldn't help laughing.

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

Why did he come to Wanjianhai?

Not asking for help!

Now that Ye Tiance is dead, do you still need to beg?

It is true that Ye Guying is very strong, but now he is alone, can he at least hide?

At this moment, all his anger and grievances were released, and half of his scarlet face burst into laughter.

"Hey, why are your hands and face injured?" Shangguan Jia was startled.

As soon as he finished speaking, a beautiful woman in a black dress suddenly appeared among them!

"Sixteen years old? Six days? Origin Pill? Ten scales and eleven rings?" the beautiful woman in black dress asked continuously, staring at Shangguan Jia with a pair of ice-like eyes.

"Yes!" Shangguan Jia lowered his head in shock, already well aware of Elder Wang's injuries.

"If there is any lie in your words, you will die, do you understand?" The beautiful woman in black dress said coldly.

"Absolutely true!" Shangguanjia was confident when talking about Yun Xiao.

"Then who is my disciple?" The beautiful woman in black dress stared at him.

"Headmaster Qinghun, Zhao Jian..."

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

"yes!!"

Elder Wang's palms were trembling and his expression was ecstatic.

The beautiful woman in the black dress took the letter, opened it, and frowned: "Is this a letter from Zhao Jianxing? This word is clearly written by a woman!"

Elder Wang was stunned for a moment.

Sure enough, she had never read any of the letters sent over the years.

"Master Great Sword, this letter was written by Xuan Ran." Elder Wang lowered his head and said.

"Xuanran, who is it?" The beautiful woman in black dress asked coldly.

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

Feel bad for that girl.

He said with tears in his eyes: "Master Great Sword, that girl is already twenty-two years old..."

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