It is not uncommon for a sect to establish a school and rise to the top overnight because of finding a blessed land left by a great predecessor. He knows of several such sects.
The situation of Tianqing Sect is obviously very similar to those sects.
However, although those sects were famous for a time, they lacked the foundation. After exhausting the cultivation resources left by the great predecessors, they soon fell into decline.
Some of them are now obscure, and some have long been broken up and forgotten.
Nangong Zhiyuan finally figured out the details of Tianqing Sect and felt relieved.
Although Tianqing Sect is now in its heyday, in the final analysis, it still relies on the cultivation resources left by the great predecessors to forcibly improve its cultivation.
Even if they also obtained the immortal sword skills left by the great predecessor, how can they learn the essence of it without the perception and inheritance of several generations?
These so-called strong men who have only cultivation but no corresponding immortal sword skills are just show-offs. They can bully cultivators whose cultivation is far inferior to theirs, but they can only seek abuse when facing cultivators with similar cultivation.
"Mo Tianchen, draw your sword!" Nangong Zhiyuan said bluntly after looking at Mo Tianchen with contempt.
"Although my Wuji Immortal Palace does not care about worldly affairs, we cannot allow others to bully our juniors. Senior Brother Nangong, teach him a lesson." The young man behind him also said indignantly.
"Mo Tianchen, draw your sword!"
"Mo Tianchen, draw your sword!" The other disciples of Wuji Immortal Palace also shared the same hatred and shouted loudly.
"Uncle, you can't do this, you can't do this." Pang Henian had just seen Nangong Zhiyuan hesitate, and he was relieved. He didn't expect that he would not give up in the end. Seeing this, he was shocked and hurried forward to hold him back.
In Nangong Zhiyuan's opinion, even if Mo Tianchen really reached the level of transcending tribulation, he was just a show-off and could not withstand a single blow. However, he had suffered at the hands of Mo Tianchen and knew that things were not that simple.
Yesterday, he was beaten to a pulp by Mo Tianchen in front of all the major clans and families. He was badly tricked by his beloved brother and did not want his uncle to fall into the trap.
"He Nian, you don't have to persuade me. When we talk about Taoism and cultivation, we cultivate our true nature. If our younger generation is bullied and we have to turn a deaf ear and ignore it, what Taoism are we still asking about and what truth are we cultivating?" Nangong Zhiyuan was unmoved and shook off Pang Henian's hand. "
But Wuji Immortal Palace invited all the major clans and families to participate in the trial. As a disciple of the Immortal Palace, you attacked the invited fellow cultivators. It is not justified in terms of emotion and reason." Seeing that he had made up his mind, Pang Henian knew that he could not persuade him and could only move out of Wuji Immortal Palace.
Nangong Zhiyuan was startled when he heard this: This is a problem. As the last disciple of the great elder of Wuji Immortal Palace, it is indeed not appropriate for him to attack a fellow cultivator who was invited to participate in the trial. People
who don't know would think that he is bullying others by taking advantage of his power, and spreading this would only ruin the reputation of the Immortal Palace.
Subconsciously, he glanced at his fellow disciples behind him.
Although they are all indignant and share the same hatred for the enemy, they may not have any good intentions. It is very likely that they are adding fuel to the fire and waiting to see him make a mistake.
There is no way, where there are people, there are disputes. As the last disciple of the great elder of Wuji Immortal Palace, there are many people who envy and want to catch his little braid behind his back.
Is it the only way to let Mo Tianchen go like this?
But looking at the two nephews he hasn't seen for many years, and thinking of the sister who has taken care of him since he was a child, who is called a sister but is actually no different from a mother, how can he swallow this bad breath?
His mind was turning quickly, and Nangong Zhiyuan's heart suddenly brightened.
"Mo Tianchen, today's matter has nothing to do with Wuji Immortal Palace. I see that you have extraordinary cultivation, so I admire you and want to have a fight with you. Do you dare to accept the challenge?" Nangong Zhiyuan said loudly.
Although Wuji Immortal Palace prohibits disciples from bullying others, it does not prevent them from fighting with outsiders.
Over the years, disciples who went out to inquire about the news often concealed their identities and fought with others. As long as it does not involve Pang Henian's personal grudge, it does not violate the rules of his sect to challenge Mo Tianchen.
"Why not?" Mo Tianchen said proudly.
"Okay, we will limit it to three swords. As long as you can take my three swords, I will lose this fight." Seeing that Mo Tianchen agreed so easily, Nangong Zhiyuan was overjoyed.
Since he was determined to avenge Pang Henian, he would certainly not show mercy to Mo Tianchen. There is actually no difference between three swords and thirty or three hundred swords.
The main reason for limiting it to three swords was to give an explanation to Wuji Immortal Palace and the Tiancang Continent cultivation world, proving that he really only sparred with Mo Tianchen because of his cultivation, and had no other intentions, so as to avoid criticism, especially to avoid criticism from bullying the elders of the Immortal Palace.
"Three swords?" Mo Tianchen looked at him with a strange look.
Noticing the strange color in his eyes, Nangong Zhiyuan felt a little regretful: Did he scare him by saying too much?
Yes, others don't know his background, but he himself should not have the most basic self-knowledge. If he regrets it now, it will be difficult to deal with it. If he
had known earlier, he would have said ten swords, and he wouldn't have scared him like this.
"Why, you don't even have the courage to fight three swords against me?" The words have been spoken, and it is too late to change them now. Nangong Zhiyuan can only use the method of provoking, draw out the long sword, point at Mo Tianchen and say contemptuously.
"No, you misunderstood." Mo Tianchen shook his head and said, "One sword is enough, and you only have one chance to attack."
What! His words were like a thunder that exploded out of thin air, shocking everyone.
Although Nangong Zhiyuan had not yet made a move, he could guess that his cultivation must be above the level of transcending the tribulation just because he could see Pang Henian's injuries so easily.
As a disciple of transcending the tribulation, even if Nangong Zhiyuan was just an ordinary cultivator or a demon cultivator, he wouldn't be unable to take on a single move from Mo Tianchen, right? What's more,
he was a disciple of the Wuji Immortal Palace. He really thought that the ancient sword skills and ancient immortal arts that the Wuji Immortal Palace gave away as cabbage during every trial were just a joke.
Even outsiders could get such precious ancient sword skills and ancient immortal arts, so how exquisite should the immortal sword skills of Nangong Zhiyuan, the disciple of the great elder of the Immortal Palace, be?
I don't know where Mo Tianchen got the courage to say such big words?
"Hahahaha, you are just lucky enough to find a paradise left by a senior and force yourself to improve your cultivation, but you are so arrogant.
Well, today I will let you see what it means that there are always people who are better than you!" Nangong Zhiyuan was still worried that Mo Tianchen would go back on his word and not want to accept his challenge. He didn't expect him to say such "arrogant words" and laughed out loud in anger.
Hearing his words, Gu Qingxi almost laughed out loud.
Obviously, Nangong Zhiyuan thought that his master relied on the blessed land left by the predecessors to forcibly improve his cultivation, but he did not have the immortal sword skills that matched his cultivation, so he did not take his master seriously at all.
Speaking of which, his guess was somewhat reasonable. The fact that his master could be promoted to the realm of transcending tribulation so quickly was indeed closely related to the cultivation land she left behind, but he was wrong to think that his master could not produce decent immortal sword skills.
Looking at Nangong Zhiyuan's face full of laughter, Gu Qingxi shook her head and mourned for him in advance.
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