The Ultimate Sword Master

"Dao Zhong?"

Yuan Gang was stunned.

"what is that?"

"The great road is mysterious and contains many divine objects."

As a great power in the Holy Realm, Chu Kuang's calmness far exceeds that of ordinary monks. However, when he mentions these two words, his expression is still filled with awe and yearning. "Every once in a while, you have to manifest in the world and choose. Those people with outstanding talents give good fortune, and this bell is one of them, and it can be regarded as one of many great opportunities!"

"Junior brother."

Yuan Gang was a little confused.

"Why have I never heard of it?"

"normal."

Chu Kuang shook his head.

"The last time this clock appeared was three thousand years ago!"

"Three thousand years!"

Yuan Gang was shocked.

No wonder he didn't know.

A master who has reached the semi-transcendent realm can only live for about a thousand years at most.

Three thousand years have passed, and even if there are a few words left, they have already been lost in the torrent of time.

"This clock."

After a while.

Only then did he calm down and asked again, "What's the use?"

"Ring the bell!"

Chu Kuang took a deep breath.

"You can get the gifts of the great road! Comprehension, talent, physical fitness improvement, blood purification, luck bonus... Depending on each person's situation, these may appear!"

"then……"

He took a deep breath.

"I just caused the Taoist bell to ring six times, and luckily received a great blessing, so I had the opportunity to enter the holy realm!"

"Six rings?"

"good."

Chu Kuang nodded.

"Three ringings of the Taoist bell can be said to be of outstanding talent!"

"The Dao bell rings six times, which can be said to be one in ten thousand!"

"The Dao bell rings nine times, which is unparalleled in the world!"

"In fact."

He didn't hide it from Yuan Gang either.

"It's not just me. There are quite a few people on this divine continent who took this opportunity to achieve the Holy Realm! Otherwise, with our qualifications and opportunities, it would be as difficult as ascending to the Holy Realm!"

"Pity!"

Yuan Gang was filled with regret.

"Missed that era."

"miss?"

Chu Kuang's eyes were dark.

"That's not necessarily the case..."

"kindness?"

Yuan Gang's heart moved.

"you mean……"

"Then You Fang."

Chu Kuang took a deep breath.

"What he said before revealed a lot of information, which is somewhat similar to the deduction I made in my previous life. It's just that my cultivation was too damaged back then, so I guess the deduction was a little off..."

"Junior brother."

Yuan Gang hesitated and said: "Back then..."

Chu Kuang said nothing.

Suddenly he clenched his fists.

Hundreds of years ago.

As his merits gradually became more and more stable, he had to go step by step to find a secret place to establish a holy land or a great religion to cultivate his own power and foundation.

pity……

After taking that sword blow, nothing was left.

The hatred in his heart for Chongming and the old man was almost ten times that of Gu Han.

"That's it!"

He suppressed the hatred in his heart.

"It's better to go to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Transformations and talk to this old friend in person!"

"talk?"

Yuan Gang didn't know what was going on.

"Are you going to deal with Gu Han?"

"he?"

Chu Kuang sneered.

"With the Nine Chi Coiling Dragon Seal in hand, Wanhua Lao... Wanhua Holy Master, I'm afraid I won't attack him easily."

"Junior brother."

Yuan Gang was silent for a moment.

"Then behind Gu Han, is there a powerful person in the holy realm?"

He's not stupid.

The Nine Chi Pan Dragon Seal was even more powerful than Chu Kuang's holy soldiers. Even if Gu Han had no backer, he wouldn't be believed even if he was killed.

"snort!"

Chu Kuang's face looked a little ugly.

"so what?"

"When I become the Holy Son and unite with several major holy places, I may not be afraid of him..."

"Furthermore, Gu Han has ruined my affairs many times. Keeping him here must be a hidden danger. No matter what, we must get rid of him!"

then.

Before he chose to seize the body, his preparations could be said to be watertight.

Including this Great Desolate Battle Body, he had spent countless efforts and costs to find it.

His plan is also simple.

Enter the Yuqing Sect.

Rise up with strength.

Conquer the other several families, unify the Northern Territory of the Eastern Wasteland, develop your own power, and then join the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Transformations, unite the major holy realms, and then the Xuandan Pavilion. Daozhong will take advantage of these great opportunities to return to the holy realm... …

Every step of the way.

Every opportunity.

He calculated everything clearly.

pity.

He met Gu Han.

The rise plan that he thought was perfect was now messed up by Gu Han.

"Let's go."

He suppressed his anger again.

"The first thing now is to go to the Holy Land of All Transformations to confirm whether the news is true or false!"

"You mean."

Yuan Gang naturally understood what he meant.

"Dao Zhong?"

"Senior brother."

When he mentioned Daozhong, he was as calm as Chu Kuang, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"If my theory comes true."

"The brilliance of three thousand years ago will reappear again!"

…

The divine land is vast.

There are naturally many holy places, great religions, and even various hidden aristocratic families.

only.

Except for a few, most of them have chosen to practice escapism and have little contact with the outside world. The locations of these forces are mostly super-large secret realms rich in spiritual power. The entrances are hidden and the space barrier is extremely stable. Even if others find out, there will be no trace of them. There is no way to enter the special method.

Wanhua Holy Land.

It is one of them.

Inside the holy land.

The fairy mist is misty, like a fairyland.

The mountains are continuous and almost boundless.

The spiritual energy is rich, breeding countless spiritual herbs and fruits.

The disciples who come and go are all of superior qualifications and extraordinary spirits. They have a faint arrogance on their faces. They don't even look at those spiritual medicines that countless people would fight for in the outside world.

On a strange peak.

Youfang, who is charred, kneels in front of a cave.

"Holy Lord."

He looks respectful.

"This is what happened."

"I know."

A voice with hidden holy power came out.

"Retreat."

"Holy Lord, those people..."

"Hmm?"

"Yes! Yes!"

Youfang was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat. He didn't dare to say another word and left immediately.

Inside the cave.

"Holy Lord."

A young man with a dignified appearance bowed.

"Is this matter over?"

"The Spirit Seal."

Across from him.

A middle-aged man sat on top.

He was dressed in white, spotless, surrounded by a mysterious aura, and his eyes were flickering with Dao.

This man was the Wanhua Saint.

"It belongs to Emperor Yan."

"..."

The young man stopped talking.

Family members know their own business.

Although Wanhua Holy Land is also called a holy land, it was established not long ago and has a weak foundation. Compared with the top forces, it is not even a little bit worse.

"This Great Yan Dynasty."

He frowned slightly.

"Although there have been wars for years, they are still as domineering as ever!"

"No problem!"

Wanhua Saint said lightly: "This matter is a face I gave to Emperor Yan, and I will not pursue it. Besides, the Dao Bell is about to appear in the world, so it is not appropriate to cause trouble. However, if there is a next time... don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Saint Lord."

The young man was a little confused.

"Is the Dao Bell really going to appear? This seems to be many years earlier than the time you inferred."

"The secrets of the universe are unpredictable."

The Wanhua Saint Lord sighed.

"How can I infer it accurately?"

"Besides, this news came from Zhongzhou, so it must be correct. This is why I sent Youfang out in advance."

"Saint Lord."

The young man hesitated for a moment.

"In my opinion, the people in the northern part of the East Wilderness are all mediocre and useless. Even Jiang Xuan, who had the best qualifications back then, was a little worse than the candidate for the Holy Son we cultivated. After being defeated by me, his Dao heart almost collapsed. How can such a person have any chance to become my Wanhua Holy Son?"

The implication.

He was somewhat dissatisfied with the practice of the Holy Land pulling people from outside.

"After all."

The Wanhua Saint Lord seemed to agree with him.

"I achieved the Holy Realm too late, and our foundation is too weak."

"Report to the Saint Lord."

As he was speaking.

Another person came to report from outside.

"There's a young man outside, holding your jade talisman, saying... that an old friend is visiting."

"Bring him here."

"Yes!"

"Holy Lord."

The young man frowned again.

"Is this man the Chu Kuang that You Fang mentioned?"

"Yes."

The Wanhua Holy Lord smiled inexplicably.

"If nothing unexpected happens, he should be the one who will take over your position as Holy Son."