Chapter 410 The Source of the Sword Scar

"I was coerced!"

After feeling the cold breath from Zong Yuan, Fang Xiaoyin suddenly panicked.

"Uncle, I really didn't mean to offend you!"

"He insisted that I come with him. I didn't want to come, but I couldn't beat him."

"I was really forced..."

She just wanted to calm her soul, practice as a dream master, and take a peek at other people's secrets. She didn't commit any heinous crime.

Why did it become like this?

Fang Xiaoyin's face was full of grievance and tears were about to fall.

Seeing that she was about to burst into tears, Zong Yuan set his gaze on Ye Suifeng.

"Is she telling the truth?"

"What is the relationship between you two?"

Ye Suifeng touched his chin.

"It's true."

"She is my disciple, but she is not very obedient. I just want to give her some experience."

After hearing this, Fang Xiaoyin immediately refused to agree.

"Who is your disciple?"

"We obviously have nothing to do with each other. If you insist, we are enemies!"

Ye Suifeng looked at her anxious expression and laughed.

"Look, he is simply a traitor."

Fang Xiaoyin was so angry that she didn't even know what to say.

Zong Yuan just shook his head.

"Forget it, no matter what kind of relationship you have."

"If you dare to use my dream as a training ground, you will have to pay the corresponding price."

As he said that, he stretched out his other big hand and grabbed Ye Suifeng directly.

A huge force suddenly surged out. It was not the power of dreams, but Zong Yuan's original golden immortal power.

Fang Xiaoyin looked desperate, it seemed that today was really over.

However, after waiting for a while, Ye Suifeng was not caught by Zong Yuan and still stood there quietly.

Zong Yuan slowly frowned.

"We haven't done anything bad, so there's no need to call for war and killing."

Ye Suifeng smiled.

Zong Yuan snorted slightly.

"The world of cultivation relies on strength, not kindness."

"The majesty of the strong cannot be violated!"

After saying this, he attacked again, exerting even more powerful force and grabbed Ye Suifeng.

But Ye Suifeng remained unmoved.

"That's very well said."

"So, if you violate the dignity of a powerful person like me, will you also have to pay the price?"

Ye Suifeng slowly raised his hand.

In the void, endless dream power began to surge and rushed into his body.

His aura rose rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nine difficulties, earthly immortals, heavenly immortals...

Under the shocked gazes of the two people, Ye Suifeng passed the Golden Immortal, the Daluo Golden Immortal, and finally reached the Immortal Venerable realm before he slowly stopped.

The boundless power directly destroyed Zong Yuan's attack and swept across the entire golden dream.

Zong Yuan was horrified and couldn't help but take two steps back.

He had heard of the emerging profession of dream coach. Generally speaking, the power of dream coaches in dreams is one or two levels higher than that in reality.

But the stronger you are, the smaller the gap will be.

Judging from this, the guy in front of him must at least have the strength of a Daluo Jinxian, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for him to ascend to the level of an immortal in a dream.

"you..."

"Are you really bringing your disciples here for training?"

Zong Yuan said in surprise.

At this moment, Fang Xiaoyin reacted immediately after being shocked.

"Ah, yes, yes!"

"I am his disciple!"

"Let me go, or my master will make you pay!"

Seeing this instant change of expression, Ye Suifeng shook his head.

"I mean no harm."

Ye Suifeng said calmly: "The reason I entered your dream is, firstly, for training, and secondly, I also want to ask you about some other things."

"If you accept, let's sit down and have a good chat."

"If you don't accept it...you might as well choose to accept it."

He didn't mean to say anything threatening.

Zong Yuan's face was uncertain.

He didn't know why Ye Suifeng was looking for him, but they did not do anything out of the ordinary after entering his dream.

Maybe...

We can have some communication.

And I really don't have much choice.

"All right..."

Zong Yuan spoke slowly.

...

A moment later, a table floated in the golden dream, and Ye Suifeng, Zong Yuan, and Fang Xiaoyin sat opposite each other.

"You are the Lord of the Wanhe Territory of the Qinglan Sect, right?"

Ye Suifeng asked directly.

"Yes, I have been in charge of Wanhe Domain for more than ten years."

Zong Yuan replied.

Ye Suifeng nodded.

It is rumored in the outside world that the strength of the Qinglan Sect's leader is at the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, so it is very reasonable for a domain lord to be in the late stage of Golden Immortal.

"Do you know what that sword mark is?"

Ye Suifeng asked.

Zong Yuan was stunned: "What sword marks?"

Ye Suifeng stretched out his index finger and pointed it into the air.

The power of the dreamland gathered and gradually condensed into a huge bluestone. In the center of the bluestone, there was a deep sword mark, emitting an extremely sharp aura.

"My disciple once comprehended this sword mark when he participated in the enlightenment competition."

“I want to know where it came from.”

Zong Yuan let out a long "oh". He thought Ye Suifeng wanted to find out some secrets of Qinglan Sect, but he didn't expect that he came for this.

"It was made by a sword elder in the sect, specially made for his disciples to use in comprehending the sword."

"This sword mark can be found in many places of Qinglan Sect."

He explained.

The leaves sway in the wind.

"I'm asking you about the true source of the sword scar."

"Don't tell me it was that elder who chopped it off."

The sword mark came from Ye Huang. Now he just wanted to know where Ye Huang had made such a sword strike.

Zong Yuan nodded and said, "This sword mark was definitely not made by the elder himself."

“But I’m not very clear about the real source.”

"I only heard about it occasionally. It seems to have been passed down from a holy land. It contains the supreme great way. If one can truly comprehend it, one can reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship."

"It's a pity that the way I practice has nothing in common with it, so I haven't paid much attention to it."

Ye Suifeng frowned slightly.

Didn’t this happen in Qinglan Sect?

"What holy place did you just say?"

He asked again.

"Of course it's the Magnolia Sanctuary."

Zong Yuan smiled and said, "Maybe many people don't know that our Qinglan Sect actually has an inseparable relationship with the Yulan Holy Land. This is the real reason why we have been able to stand for thousands of years."

He emphasized the holy land again, as if trying to make Ye Suifeng jealous.

But Ye Suifeng was only filled with doubts, as he had never heard of this Magnolia Holy Land.

"That's all I know about Jianhen."

Zong Yuan said.

Ye Suifeng also stopped asking questions. It seemed that if he wanted to get to the bottom of it, he still needed to find the elder who had engraved the sword mark.

"What's the name of the sword master you just mentioned?"

Zong Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Yan Zhen."

"If you really want to find him, it's best to go through the sect master first, because he is the Qinglan Sect's supreme elder."

Ye Suifeng nodded and silently memorized the name.

"Okay, let's put the matter of the sword scar aside for now. There is another thing."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand again, and the huge bluestone disappeared, replaced by a square cauldron full of wishes.

"Prayer Cauldron?"

Zong Yuan recognized it at a glance.

Then, he looked a little strange and said, "The Prayer Cauldron was made by another Supreme Elder."

"Like the sword scar, its source is also the Magnolia Holy Land."

Ye Suifeng was stunned.

Where on earth did the power of this sacred magnolia land come from?