Southern India is a small and weak country located on the yellow sand line of the desert.

It is located in a remote area, has a backward culture, barren land, and a depressed economy. Even in the war in the mortal kingdom, the surrounding countries have no interest in invading it.

But ten months ago, a sudden incident of a child falling into a coma changed everything.

Although the initial chaotic fighting among the independent cultivators and the arrival of the flying boat from the Sutra Valley made this country experience the fear of being dominated by immortal cultivators.

But after that, the news that two thousand disciples with spiritual roots appeared and were taken away to Sutra Valley spread like wildfire.

This piece of land, which can nurture disciples with spiritual roots, has naturally become a Feng Shui treasure land in the eyes of many people.

The next Immortal Ascension Conference is coming soon, and the foreign affairs personnel of the Immortal Ascension Pavilion and other small sects have come here early to start recruiting new members, in order to grab more people before the Immortal Ascension Conference.

What disappointed them was that after using the Immortal Edge Stone and conducting blanket tests for half a month, they only found five children with spiritual root qualifications.

"Alas, I've been busy all day, and there's nothing here again."

"It seems that those two thousand kids have dug up all the immortal cultivation seeds of the Yinnan Country over the past few years. Our trip this time is in vain."

An outer disciple of Shengxian Pavilion threw the Immortal Stone in his hand aside with a gloomy look on his face.

They came here with an expanded convoy, full of confidence and hoping to make a fortune, but who would have thought that after half a month, they didn't get a single cent.

"Don't be lazy, Lao Luo, come and help!"

In this era of the immortal cultivation world, population is productivity. One more birth means one more person to work. It is normal for a farmer's family to have eight or nine children.

Therefore, the workload they have to face every year in recruiting new employees is really huge.

“I know, I know.”

"Huh? Look, there's another one coming."

So Lao Luo leaned back in his chair, and only got up reluctantly and continued working at the urging of his companions.

When he looked up, he saw two sword lights flying from the distant sky.

"Haha, let them come. We can't be the only ones who suffer."

The other person looked up into the distance and saw the dazzling golden sword light, which was extremely conspicuous under the scorching sun at noon.

"This is... a sword cultivator?"

The speed of the sword light was unexpectedly fast, and it reached above their heads in no time.

A group of low-level monks on the ground looked up one after another, and the noisy meeting place suddenly became quiet.

The cultivators below, except for a few who were leading the team in foundation building, were basically practicing Qi.

Although they didn't have much experience, the flight altitude alone was far beyond their reach. This meant that the one flying above was a big shot they couldn't afford to offend.

Buzz! The golden halos on the two flying swords suddenly swelled, and the air seemed to tremble slightly. Lao Luo noticed that the fine dust on the eaves next to him was shaking off a little, and then a sense of silent pressure suddenly filled his body.

A few beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his face and fell to the ground, leaving several obvious marks.

No matter how ordinary he was, he was still a cultivator in the Qi training stage. High-level warriors could be immune to cold and heat, so he would be no worse.

He had been busy under the scorching sun for half a day and didn't feel anything, but under this pressure, he immediately began to sweat profusely, and his clothes were completely soaked in just a moment.

Looking around, all the Qigong disciples had pale faces and trembling teeth, and none of them could remain calm.

"Two seniors, is there anything I can help you with?"

A deacon from Shengxian Pavilion wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and spoke reluctantly upwards.

However, what responded to him was a sword light that terrified him!

Golden Scale Light-Splitting Sword! The huge sword light fell, and suddenly split into a hundred and a thousand in mid-air, falling like a golden rain, covering a large area on the ground.

The area below was originally the testing ground for the various sects using the Immortal Stone.

A large number of school-age children gathered here under the guidance of their parents, and the density of people was comparable to that of subway cars in the island country.

The golden sword light splashed down, leaving no room for escape.

The sound of flesh being pierced and cut rang out. With just one sword, all the mortals and monks on the street were turned into pieces of flesh and blood.

The cruel scene makes people feel that this is hell on earth!

The power of those dazzling sword lights was obviously more than that. After penetrating the flesh and blood body, they turned the ground into a sieve.

It can be seen that this sword light did not hold back at all.

"Shushan! A Shushan swordsman has killed someone!"

"Run! Everybody run!"

The other monks who were lucky enough not to be caught up in the sword light were all terrified and ran out of the city in all directions.

Some sharp-eyed people even recognized the clothes of the two sword cultivators and shouted directly. Then, the cultivators ran even faster.

The two Shushan sword masters did not chase them, but just kept splashing sword light towards the crowded place.

The two elders Zuo Mo and Zuo Luo have no other intentions, they just want to kill people!

The power of a Jindan cultivator is enough to drive a city apart and split the earth.

As the large-scale sword techniques continued to fall, houses collapsed one after another, city walls were shattered, and the flesh and blood of countless people were mixed with the city.

Golden Pill, this is the Golden Pill! Not long after, the crying city was shrouded by thick dark clouds that suddenly rolled up, and then lightning poured down, indiscriminately venting destructive power, completely sending the city into the abyss.

Outside the city, a group of monks who had managed to escape looked back in horror at the dark clouds behind them. The flashing lightning illuminated their pale faces.

"They..what are they doing!!"

"Massacre the city! The Shushan sword cultivators are actually massacring the city!"

"Report it! You must report it to the sect! Who has the communication spirit stone?"

"Oh no, they noticed us! Run!"

A group of monks began to flee frantically again.

The Shushan sword cultivators went on a killing spree, devastating the city with sword light!

What big news this is!

This is different from the situation of Elder Duan Shuang at that time. When Elder Duan Shuang did evil, there were no outsiders in the city.

Later, he was hunted down in time by the sect's pursuit troops, so no adverse effects were caused.

And now the two Jindan sword cultivators committed the sin of murder in public.

Once these monks escape, they will pass on the news.

I'm afraid that the reputation of the righteous leader of the Five Elements Peak of Shushan will suffer a serious blow!

. . . .

The sight returns to the secret medicinal garden in the misty mountains.

After Jiang Li and sword cultivator Chang Wanzhou had a conversation and praised each other, they finally walked into the arena.

"Junior Brother Jiang Li, I'm sorry."

Chang Wanzhou unsheathed his flying sword, and the dazzling sword light flickered, as if one would be cut by the sword if one looked at it for too long.

The three outlooks of this Shushan swordsman are indeed terrifyingly positive, but the confidence that emanates from his bones cannot be concealed at all.

From the beginning to the end, he actually never thought that he would lose. He was just worried that he would hurt Jiang Li, which was not in line with his moral principles.

"Brother Chang, please give me some advice."

Jiang Li smiled and didn't mind.

In fact, this kind of self-confidence and the determination to win are qualities that every swordsman must develop.

From Mount Shu to Sutra Valley, the several sword cultivators that Jiang Li had met all had personalities that were almost cut from the same mold.

Jiang Li once heard rumors that some swordsmen were so full of vigor and ambition when they came out of the mountains that they thought who else could do it but them.

But once you encounter failure and your fighting spirit is crushed, if you cannot regain your former spirit, then it would be a very bad thing to lose half of your strength, and it is very likely that you will waste your life and achieve nothing!

Therefore, the state of mind is too important for the sword cultivators. As the sword cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, who are the starting point of everything, self-confidence and fearlessness are their typical characteristics.

Let me see how powerful the Shushan swordsmen are.

He raised his hand and pointed forward, and the wooden soldiers behind him immediately rushed forward.

Jiang Li had just learned the art of enchanting monsters, and his level was still too low. Whether he could permanently enchant monsters depended entirely on luck.

However, this temporary enlightenment of the demon soldiers will not last long.

In the previous fight, seven were killed, and the other eight automatically dispersed while walking. Now, there are only five wooden soldiers left, and they are on the verge of collapse at any time.

However, it is enough to test the waters. A weak Qi training cultivator may be defeated directly.

Buzz! An extremely thin golden sword light instantly slashed across the necks of the two wooden soldiers.

There was no time to react before two stupid heads were thrown into the air.

That was the wooden armor technique performed by Jiang Li, which had a defensive effect that reached the foundation-building stage level, but it was broken with just one strike!

Amazing! Jiang Li stretched out his hand to grab the sword light, and squeezed it into a ball of spiritual energy that exploded.

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The taste of Kenshin, Kenshin must have been added to this sword light.

Although Jiang Li's sword-cultivating clone was also called a genius, when placed on the Five Elements Peak of Mount Shu, he was just that good.

The speed and degree of his swordsmanship awakening can only be considered excellent, and there is still a certain gap between him and some top geniuses.

In fact, the reason why the sword cultivator's clone was able to rank among the top five in the foundation-building period under the age of 30 was not because of his sword heart, but because of the soul-surging technique that Jiang Li had planted in his body.

Relying on an endless supply of high-quality spiritual energy, he can unleash powerful sword techniques to crush his opponents without hesitation.

Chang Wanzhou was the top disciple in the Qi Refining Stage of the Golden Sword Peak of Mount Shu. During the Qi Refining Stage, he had already awakened his sword heart, and his mastery of it was obviously more proficient than that of his clone.

The sword he used just now did not directly unleash the Sword Heart Slash, but only slightly stimulated the Sword Heart, which greatly improved the defense-breaking ability of his sword technique.

Two more sword lights flashed, and the remaining three wood monsters had their heads chopped off. They fell to the ground and turned into rotten wood.

Shushan is Shushan. Just based on this sword technique, it would be difficult to find any other Qigong disciple in Cangjing Valley who can compete with him.

After counting the wooden soldiers, Chang Wanzhou made a sword gesture and pointed it at Jiang Li.

"What kind of weapon does Junior Brother Jiang Li use?"

He didn't even attack. Seeing that Jiang Li was unarmed, he reminded him to take out his weapon.

"Since Senior Brother Chang is using a sword, I will also fight back with a sword."

Jiang Li was interested and also wanted to experience it himself and learn how to use the other party's swordsmanship.

Speaking of it, after the sword cultivator's clone returned to the sect, he had been assigned various heavy training tasks, and he had never had time to settle down and study his own sword heart.

Now that he has met another swordsman who has awakened his swordsmanship, he naturally wants to try to learn from him.

The spiritual light in his hand lit up, and a green thing quickly sprouted, growing straight to a length of one meter and two meters.

Then the leaves fell off, and when held in Jiang Li's hand, it had turned into a slender and ancient black wooden sword.

"Junior Brother Jiang..."

Chang Wanzhou frowned and was about to speak, but before he could finish the second half of the sentence, "Are you looking down on me?", the terrifying spiritual energy that burst out from the black wooden sword made him swallow his dissatisfaction back into his stomach.

He was a little doubtful now. Was the person standing in front of him really only in the Qi training stage? "Brother Chang, be careful!"

Jiang Li's figure disappeared in an instant, and the black sword turned into a streak of light and stabbed straight forward.

Ding! The tip of the gold flying sword hit the tip of the wooden sword just right.

The two forces engaged in the purest confrontation.

A strong, violent and unstoppable spiritual energy, and an incomparably sharp and upright sword energy.

However, the stalemate lasted less than a second before the golden flying sword was knocked away by Jiang Li's wooden sword.

The opponent's sword energy is strong, but it is not strong enough to bridge the huge gap and compete with Demon King Jiang.

Jiang Li easily knocked the golden sword away and slashed at the opponent.

The dark blue sword light... or the Nine Ghost Qi compressed by the wooden sword slashed forward violently, cutting the arena into two halves right from under Jiang Li's feet.

Chang Wanzhou, who dodged the Qi Zhan at the critical moment, had his eyelids twitching wildly and was still frightened.

What happened just now? He almost went straight to see the ancestor.

"Brother Chang, please don't underestimate me."

If someone respects me, I will respect him. Chang Wanzhou had been humble and yielded several times, so Jiang Li would not rush to attack for a dispensable advantage. He paused for a while holding the wooden sword, allowing the other party to recall the flying sword and regroup.

"I am too arrogant. Junior Brother Jiang Li, please don't hold back. Shushan sword cultivators are not afraid of failure."

No holding back? I'm really afraid I'll kill you with one strike of my sword.

Jiang Li smiled and raised his sword to attack again.

Naturally, he also secretly saw a lot of wood-related sword techniques from the secret storage of the Five Elements Peak of Shushan through his sword-cultivating clone.

But firstly, he did not practice flying swords, and secondly, he did not have the time, so he had never practiced those extremely precious Shushan sword techniques.

However, to be honest, it’s not like he really doesn’t know how to use a sword at all.

When he was a warrior, he had reached level 3 of the earthly martial art “Kaishan Sword”, and it was still displayed on his panel.

Although it is a mortal martial art, it is still an ordinary thing with broad movements and without too many sophisticated moves.

But in Jiang Li's hands today, it is enough to make the Shushan sword cultivators miserable.

Every time the two swords collided, the opponent's flying sword would be defeated. The Shushan sword technique was so powerful that Jiang Li couldn't even parry it.

After another collision, sword cultivator Chang Wanzhou recalled the flying sword, used his body skills to retreat repeatedly, and put a buffer distance between himself and Jiang Li.

Then spiritual energy poured into the flying sword endlessly. He even bit his finger, forced out his blood and smeared it on the flying sword!

Split the spirit! Three Talents Golden Light Sword!

From the surging flying swords, two golden lightsabers suddenly flew out and condensed into solid objects, floating on both sides of him in the form of the Three Talents Sword Formation.

This was the ultimate skill of Chang Wanzhou, the Golden Light Sword, a one-man sword formation! The swords of both sides clashed again, but this time, Chang Wanzhou's sword changed from one to three.

The Three Talents Sword Formation is exquisite, with each sword linked together and planned step by step. Sometimes the three swords attack continuously in turns, and sometimes they attack together, making it impossible to defend against.

The power of one person's sword formation is so powerful that it does not need to consider the limitations of telepathy at all. The power it exerts in an instant is even more terrifying than that of three people's three swords.

Even Jiang Li, who had controlled his strength within the foundation-building stage, was firmly entangled by the Three Talents Golden Light Sword and could not break free in a short period of time.

Genius! During the martial arts competition in the Sutra Valley, many foundation-building cultivators were unable to do what he did.

Jiang Li was surprised at the other party's talent.

Chang Wanzhou was also shocked by Jiang Li's strength! That was just mortal martial arts, that was clearly just mortal martial arts! Jiang Li's strength was great, and he was a physical cultivator with outstanding talent.

But it was clearly just a few simple hacking and stabbing moves, so why did they always appear at the right place where his sword must pass? Could it be that although the opponent did not have a sword heart, his understanding of swordsmanship was better than his? Had he completely seen through his sword formation and sword path?

In fact, Jiang Li did see through the opponent's sword movement.

But what he relied on was not the understanding of swordsmanship, but simply the golden elixir heart.

With the blessing of the Golden Elixir Dao Heart, any exquisite sword formation is just that in his eyes.

Chop with the sword on the left and stab with the sword on the right, it's that simple.

Jiang Li was not in a hurry to defeat the opponent. Instead, he controlled the strength of his attack and induced the opponent to continuously use his swordsmanship talent.

The sword cultivator's clone also connects with the consciousness to learn and understand the other party's sword skills from a first-person perspective.

The golden light and the wooden sword fought fiercely on the ring without stopping. The scattered spiritual sword light tore deep grooves on the ring.

Such a dazzling and exciting confrontation made the audience at the foot of the mountain reluctant to even blink, for fear of missing even a single scene.

This was the peak showdown they had imagined. They didn't know what happened in the three matches just now, and the battles were already over. There was nothing to watch.

But... when will this great devil Jiang Li learn to use a sword?

Please give me some tickets, brothers! Please give me some tickets! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)