The windows and doors are closed, where does the wind come from?
Li Wansheng felt a chill in his heart. Without even raising his head, he was about to make a hand gesture to summon the flying sword, but he found that his whole body was entangled by golden runes and he could not move.
"Restriction?!"
He was horrified, and the moment he looked up, his eyes suddenly met a pair of deep pupils. He was instantly distracted and his expression became dull.
Xiang Sheng withdrew his gaze and casually released the restriction.
The method she used was just a simple soul-stealing technique, but the soul of a person in the Foundation Establishment Stage was so weak that it fell under her control easily.
He waved his sleeves and summoned a chair, and Xiang Sheng sat down leisurely. He asked casually, "What's your name? What's your status in the sect?"
"Li Wansheng, a disciple of the Sword Servant." Li Wansheng answered stiffly.
Xiang Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "How many generations has the sword servant been a disciple of your sect?"
"To be a registered disciple."
Registered disciple.
Xiang Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly. Li Wansheng's cultivation level was at the peak of the foundation building stage. In the old Dongzhou, he could enter the inner sect, but in the Wanmai Sword Sect, he was just a nominal disciple?
There is a difference of three levels here.
"The Myriad Veins Sword Sect is a fifth-grade sect?"
When Xiang Sheng asked this question, he saw Li Wansheng nodded.
Fifth-grade sect!
Xiang Sheng's eyes flashed, "What is the name of the Wanmai Sword Sect's sect-defining technique?"
"There are four main sect-specific skills in our sect, namely the Four Great Sword Canons!"
Li Wansheng's face was dull, but he answered quickly, "I only know that one of them is called the 'Five Elements Sword Canon'. I don't know the names of the other four."
Xiang Sheng was slightly surprised that there were actually four sect-protecting mental methods. With such a foundation, it was worthy of being one of the three dominant sects in Xizhou.
She then inquired, "How can a disciple of your sect be qualified to practice the Four Great Sword Canons?"
Practicing the sect's core skills is the dream of every sect disciple.
Li Wansheng had obviously thought about this a lot, and immediately said, "If we want to practice the sword canon, we need to break through the elixir and become an infant, become a true disciple, and comprehend at least a rudimentary form of sword intent before we can choose a sword canon to practice."
Xiang Sheng frowned slightly when he heard this, but he was not surprised.
Since it is the sect's core method, the threshold for practice is naturally not low. However, even if she fabricated an identity and infiltrated the Wanmai Sword Sect, she would not be able to access the sword manual in a short period of time.
However, if he were to push the cultivation of this physical body to the Nascent Soul stage in a very short period of time and then reveal his sword intent, I'm afraid that what would await him would not be the Sword Manual, but the investigation of the Myriad Veins Sword Sect.
The Wanmai Sword Sect is like this, and the other two sects are probably the same.
This road is blocked.
After pondering for a moment, Xiang Sheng slowly said, "What if he comprehended the sword intent before reaching the Nascent Soul stage? Does your sect have such rules for treating sword geniuses?"
"Of course not."
Li Wansheng seemed to recall something, and his tone instinctively tinged with envy. "If you can comprehend the rudiments of sword intent before forming a fetus, not only can you choose a sword canon to practice, you can also choose an inner sect elder to become their disciple and receive guidance!"
Xiang Sheng's eyes lit up slightly. "What if he is a natural swordsman, and has just begun to comprehend the rudiments of sword intent by the wall?"
"Senior Sister Yuan Su!"
Li Wansheng blurted out a name, "Senior Sister Yuan Su has super-grade spiritual roots. She comprehended the rudiments of sword intent through the sect's assessment. She is a natural prodigy! The sect directly granted her the sword manual to practice!"
"very good."
Xiang Sheng showed a satisfied expression, "Li Wansheng, you are very tired, take a rest at your desk for a while."
"yes……"
Li Wansheng sat down obediently as he was told, closed his eyes at the desk, and soon he began to snore.
Xiang Sheng smiled faintly, waved his sleeves to put the chair back in its place, fiddled with the "Deceiving Heaven" formation plate, erased all traces of his presence, and then turned around and disappeared.
An hour after she left, Li Wansheng finally woke up.
He scratched his head in confusion. He didn't even remember any breeze blowing. He only remembered that he suddenly felt very tired and fell asleep on the table.
But even so, he still noticed something strange.
After all, I am a foundation-building cultivator, and I haven't fought with anyone in the past few days. Why do I feel tired for no reason?
"Could it be that we have fallen into the Pantheon's trap?"
Li Wansheng became alert and immediately touched his storage ring, taking out a white talisman that glowed with a faint fluorescence.
He threw the talisman into the air, muttered something for a moment, and then poked the talisman suddenly.
The talisman immediately ignited with a "boom" sound without any fire.
A wisp of green smoke rose up, circled around Li Wansheng, and quickly extinguished itself. The talisman also turned into ashes and fell to the ground.
Nothing happened.
Li Wansheng breathed a sigh of relief. The Qi-seeking Talisman had no reaction, proving that no one else had been in the room while he was asleep.
Too.
Li Wansheng smiled bitterly. How could he, a mere sword servant, be qualified to be targeted by the Pantheon?
I've been worrying about recruiting disciples during this period, and I must be really tired.
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