Xuanhuan: Dare to come to revoke my marriage, and still want to leave completely?

“Xiao Ran”, Su Han walked over to the young man holding the black sword and stopped.

Hearing this, Xiao Ran raised his head and replied, “Respectfully arranged by Master Zun.”

“Chopped wood?” Su Han asked.

Xiao Ran replied, “Split.”

“Well, your cultivation task is to split the wood and burn the fire,” Su Han said in a deep voice.

“Ming… Understood” Xiao Ran nodded.

Soon, Su Han assigned everyone’s tasks.

Hibiscus planted medicine gardens, Wu Yue fed spirit beasts, and ancient night down the mountain to carry water.

Finally, Su Han walked to the Imperial Dao Pole and stopped.

“Emperor,” Su Han shouted with his hands behind his back to the golden-robed youth in front of him.

“Master,” Emperor Daoji shouted extremely reluctantly.

This sound of “Emperor” made Huang Daoji feel strange, but he didn’t know where the strangeness was.

“Master, you command me a task!” The Imperial Dao Pole spoke loudly.

“Emperor Er, from tomorrow onwards, you will be responsible for cleaning up the excrement of the Houshan Spirit Beast,” Su Han patted Huang Daoji’s shoulder heavily, his pupils full of approval, and said in a serious tone.

“Huh?!” Huang Daoji’s pupils shrank and he roared out in shock.

“Emperor, what’s wrong?” Is there any opinion? Su Han frowned slightly, and his tone was somewhat displeased.

The majestic sword pressure also emanated.

The sword pressure of the Nineteenth Realm, only a slight trace of it, was enough to scare them.

Feeling a supreme sword intent, Huang Dao’s heart was weak, and he suppressed the anger in his heart, “Zun… Your Excellency! ”

After completing the task of the six people, he told them that they could not use any spiritual power to complete the task.

After doing all this, Su Han was ready to leave.

But when he saw the surprised expressions on the faces of the six people, he said again, “I know that each of you is a proud person who feels that you should not do these things.”

“But do you really understand the practice?”

The aura and air around them, along with Su Han’s words, became slower.

Suddenly, the six people raised their heads and looked at Su Han.

Su Han bent down and picked up a purple wooden stick from the ground.

“Xiao Ran, you stand up,” Su Han said.

When the words fell, Xiao Ran walked out.

“Kendo, how many realms?” Su Han’s pupils shrank and he asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Ran said, “Back to Master Zun, the Heavenly Sword Dao, divided into nine realms

.”

“Then how many realms are you?” Su Han asked.

“Back to Master, the disciple is not talented, and only the seventh realm is complete,” Xiao Ran replied in a low voice.

Alive, the other five disciples, their pupils slightly constricted, took a breath of cool air.

The Ninth Heavenly Sword Dao was the Ultimate Realm, and this sword son of the Sacred Land of the Sinking Sword had actually reached the Seventh Realm within a thousand years, which could be described as an ancient and modern place.

Su Han raised an eyebrow slightly, and praised Xiao Ran in his heart.

In the forest night of the Eastern Wilderness, although the kendo reached the eighth realm of terror, it relied on system improvement.

And this disciple named Xiao Ran actually reached the seventh realm by virtue of his own talent, and even touched the threshold of the eighth realm.

“Then do you know how far Kendo will reach after reaching the Nine Realms?” Su Han asked again.

A ripple flashed in Xiao Ran’s pupils, and he said, “The family ancestor touched the ninth realm, according to my family ancestor’s description, the ninth realm of kendo can split the endless realm with one sword and break the endless mountains and rivers!” ”

Speaking of his ancestors, Xiao Ran’s head was slightly raised, and his waist was straightened up a few points.

Because, his family ancestor, but touched the ninth realm of sword cultivation, is a legendary figure, but also the pride of the Shen Sword Holy Land.

“Oh?”

“So your goal?” Su Han put his hands behind his back and asked casually.

“Master, the ultimate goal of a disciple is to step into the Ninth Realm thoroughly!” Reach the Nine Realms of Consummation! Xiao Ran suddenly said sonorously and forcefully.

“The Nine Realms are complete, is this your goal?” Su Han suddenly smiled.

“Yes, what’s wrong, Master?” Xiao Ran was suddenly a little surprised.

Could it be that Master felt that his goal was too great, that he was so ambitious?

“Kendo, more than nine.”

Done.

Su Hanping raised the purple bamboo stick in his hand and closed his eyes

Suddenly, Su Han’s divine consciousness seemed to merge into the sword, and the sword merged into thousands of images.

The rhythm of the wind, the rhythm of breathing, the movement of new shoots in the soil, the trajectory of the spiritual power…

All of this became incomparably clear in Su Han’s eyes.

Compared to the last time, Su Han felt that his more kendo was more solid now, that is, the kind of grip was more stable and firmer.

The power of Jun Xi’s Yuan Yin greatly improved Su Han’s grasp of kendo and made him more handy.

Suddenly, Su Han saw a river, and a blue river flashed in his mind.

The six Heavenly Lords’ eyes widened and they looked around in horror.

The surrounding scenes are constantly changing, as if intertwined and shuttled between the singularity of space and time.

It was as if the space on one side where several of them were located was separated, constantly shuttling through the chaos….

Finally, it appeared on a snowy field wrapped in silver and endless horizons.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and the six celestial beings turned their heads and looked at the white expanse of the earth, losing their minds for a while.

The strongest reaction was Xiao Ran, whose hand holding the hilt of his sword trembled slightly.

He knew that all this was made up by his own master.

Moreover, it was not a space transfer magic that relied on it, but a simple “kendo”