Chapter 151: Ten-year agreement, overwhelming the world
At this moment, the entire Zhenwu Mountain was in an uproar.
As Master Tianjian left, everyone finally began to vent their cheers that had been suppressed for so long. All the members of the Zhenwu Sect had fanatical expressions on their faces; this battle really made their blood boil.
The power of the Sword Demon has already left them with lingering fears. That kind of demonic sword is simply not something that should exist in this world, but Master Tianjian is even stronger.
Especially the many new seedlings who have just joined the sect, they are secretly determined to become as powerful as Tianjian Zhenren in the future.
sometimes.
Martial arts talent is not the most important thing.
After having talent, perseverance and character are more important. A good goal and role model are enough to benefit people for a lifetime and can provide strength when encountering difficulties. Now, Zhenren Tianjian has undoubtedly become such an existence in the hearts of many Zhenwu disciples.
Luo Wentian was filled with emotion.
He silently exchanged a glance with his master, and both saw the amazement in each other's eyes.
Only the two of them knew that the great Master Tianjian was only eleven years old.
Their trust in Ning Qi became even stronger.
In addition to the many Zhenwu disciples, those warriors who came from afar to watch the battle were also extremely excited. They felt that the trip was worthwhile and that they had waited here for such a long time.
"It's really hard to imagine that Master Tianjian is so powerful. I originally thought that the Zhenwu Sect would rely on the prince's help, but now it seems that one day the prince will have to rely on the Zhenwu Sect's help." Chen Xing and Chen Yue both sighed.
Master Tianjian refreshed their cognition time and time again, and they were sincerely happy that their prince could find such a good master.
The Sun Chasing Sword King whispered to the several Sunset Sword Sect disciples around him:
"You guys go back first. I will stay in Zhenwu City for a while."
After witnessing the peerless swordsmanship of Tianjian Zhenren with his own eyes, he became itchy and hoped to comprehend the sword monument here for a period of time.
Everyone in the Sunset Sword Sect looked troubled:
"Ancestor, this..."
Sun Chaser Sword King frowned and shouted coldly:
"Why, I don't even have the right to move freely?"
Everyone hurriedly said in panic:
"Grandfather, we dare not, but... we also want to stay here for a while..."
The Sun-Chasing Sword King was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands with a smile.
Such scenes can be seen everywhere.
Many peerless powerful men may be hiding their identities or being aboveboard, and most of them plan to stay near Zhenwu City for a while. Both the Zhenwu Sword Monument and the Wandao Tower will usher in a climax of explosion.
Everyone was filled with emotion:
"When they came, I'm afraid no one expected that Tianjian Zhenren would win so easily. Dao Mo is not that strong, it's just that Tianjian Zhenren is stronger. He is almost the strongest person under the Martial Saint. With such strength, even Elder Tingfeng, who is number one on the Heavenly Man Ranking, may not be his opponent."
"The Sword Demon was defeated with honor. Although he failed to reach the Martial Saint realm, he also gave a direction to those who came after him. Such people are rare in such a long time."
“I wonder if I can still see the Sword Demon after being defeated by Heavenly Sword Master this time.”
Sighs were heard everywhere. If the Sword Demon retired from the world, it would be a huge loss to the martial world.
When everyone was discussing it.
Ning Qi was calm, but he also felt that it would be a pity if the Sword Demon disappeared from the scene like he did twenty years ago. His eyes flashed and he made a decision.
…
An old man with disheveled hair walked barefoot in the forest.
The Sword Demon left Zhenwu Mountain and walked aimlessly. He looked up at the sky, with some confusion in his dark pupils.
Failed to break through, with only about a hundred years left to live. What should he do next?
He lost his target for a moment.
The way of the sword has reached the ultimate realm, and moving forward will also require a long period of accumulation, and the difficulty is not necessarily lower than stepping into the realm of Martial Saint.
He didn't know what to do with the remaining hundred years.
In other words, it seems like everything you do has lost its meaning.
Because it is destined to fail.
Even the Sword Demon felt somewhat desperate at this moment. This failure in breaking through made him waver and doubt his own martial arts.
“Perhaps... it would be better to die in the previous breakthrough. What’s the point of keeping this broken body?” The Sword Demon whispered and paused.
An indifferent voice sounded:
"If so, can you be content?"
The Sword Demon's body trembled, and he turned around. A Taoist in a black robe had appeared behind him without knowing when. He spoke hoarsely:
"What advice do you have, Master?"
This 'Master of Heavenly Sword' is not a formless body, but Ning Qi himself in disguise.
Ning Qi looked at the somewhat depressed Sword Demon in front of him and shook his head in disappointment:
"If you were just like that, I really shouldn't have saved you just now."
The Sword Demon's pupils shrank and he remained silent.
Ning Qi stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky. His words were calm but filled with a domineering aura that the Sword Demon could not understand:
"One hundred years, isn't that a short time?"
He thought so from the bottom of his heart. It had only been eleven years since he set foot on the martial arts path. He could hardly imagine what realm he could reach if he were given a hundred years.
The sword demon was stunned.
It was as if thunder exploded in my mind.
In a hundred years, why can't we continue to fight for a way out?
He looked back on his life. He started out by practicing sword skills and sang loudly all the way. Later, he practiced both the sword and the knife, which was beyond the reach of ordinary people. After that, he gave up the sword and practiced the knife. He only loved the knife. From then on, he reached perfection in the way of the knife. He encountered many difficulties along the way, but when did he ever give up?
But why did he suddenly have the thought of giving up martial arts and even committing suicide because of his failure in breaking through?
In an instant, sweat broke out on his back and he suddenly woke up.
He realized that the great sense of terror he felt when he broke through the realm before had actually caused him to develop a demon in his heart.
If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Master Tianjian and his enlightenment, he would have fallen into a state of confusion and hardship, which was not what he wanted.
The sword demon bowed deeply:
"Thank you for your enlightenment, Master. I owe you another favor."
First he saved my life, and then he helped me overcome my inner demons. This is a great favor.
He didn't say anything like "we would go through fire and water together" or anything like that, he just kept this feeling in his heart.
Ning Qi turned his back to the Blade Demon:
"How about a deal?"
The Sword Demon was stunned, and then said solemnly:
"Please speak, real person."
Ning Qi said calmly:
"You help me guard Zhenwu Mountain for ten years, and within ten years I will give you a method of becoming a martial saint."
This was exactly why Ning Qi came to find the Sword Demon. The situation in the Zhenwu Sect was not very safe right now. There were hidden threats from the Demon Sect and Southern Xinjiang. He didn't even dare to leave too far. If there was a strong man like the Sword Demon in charge, he could sometimes go down the mountain without worry for a while.
Furthermore.
If the Sword Demon were here, perhaps we could discuss the path to becoming a Martial Saint, and that could provide me with some inspiration.
The Sword Demon's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at the black-robed Taoist's back in disbelief:
“Is the real person so confident?”
It wasn't like he had any doubts about the terms of the deal. Having received two great favors from Tian Jian Zhenren, even if there was nothing in return, it wouldn't be a big problem for him to stay in Zhenwu Mountain for ten or twenty years. After all, it wouldn't hinder him from comprehending the way of the sword. But what shocked him was obviously Ning Qi's promise to give him a method of becoming a Martial Saint within ten years.
Having just experienced a failed breakthrough, he knew how difficult it was.
Ning Qi smiled faintly.
He did not speak, but just pointed his finger. In an instant, a demonic sword intent burst out from his body. The terrifying demonic nature was enough to distort the void. When the sword intent was about to hit the Sword Demon, it dissipated instantly, but the Sword Demon stood there motionless, like a sculpture.
How could he not be familiar with the meaning of the sword.
"You...you...how could you..."
He was incoherent. Even when he was defeated by Ning Qi before, he was not so shocked. This was simply unbelievable. His sword intent was actually learned by someone else, and the realm was not lower than his at all.
What he saw almost overturned his worldview.
Ning Qi turned around and just smiled without saying anything.
The Sword Demon gradually came back to his senses, but the shock and horror in his eyes became more intense. He probably knew that Master Tianjian had learned his sword intent when they fought each other, but this... wasn't too outrageous?
How could there be such a monstrous person in the world?
At this moment, the black-robed Taoist in front of him filled his heart with an unprecedented sense of mystery.
Thinking of Ning Qi's promise again, his heartbeat quickened, and a hope surged in his heart. Maybe... there was really hope of obtaining the martial saint's method? Even if it didn't work in ten years, there would still be hope in twenty, thirty, or even a hundred years.
The Sword Demon took a deep breath and asked the question in his heart:
"I am far inferior to the real person. Why does the real person need me to stay in Zhenwu Mountain?"
Ning Qi said:
"I won't hide it from you. Zhenwu Sect has offended the Demon Sect and Southern Xinjiang. Perhaps within two or three years, they will have a Martial Saint born. Although he will be a Martial Saint with the help of external forces, Zhenwu Sect will inevitably be sacrificed at that time. Are you willing?"
Who knows.
After hearing this, Dao Mo no longer hesitated.
His dark pupils shone with light and he laughed loudly:
"How dare you disobey my orders when you have the chance to fight against a martial saint? Since you are willing to trust me, I will not let you down. If you ever reach the realm of a martial saint, please feel free to teach me."
Ning Qi smiled.
“It’s natural.”
He felt much more relaxed, which meant that he was not wrong about the Sword Demon.
"Under normal circumstances, you can stay in the forbidden area at the back of Zhenwu Mountain. Most of the time, you won't be needed. If I'm not here and the Zhenwu Sect encounters a crisis that they can't resolve, I'll trouble you to help."
"good."
After saying that.
Ning Qi walked away leisurely.
There were no constraints between the two, but after fighting, it was known that they were, to some extent, the same kind of people, with a firm will to seek the truth, and would not break their promises over such things and let their martial arts will be tainted.
The Sword Demon looked at the back of the Taoist priest in black robe, still feeling amazed, as the sight of the demonic sword was still vivid in his mind.
"Such a terrifying person is truly the most terrifying person in the past and present."
Suddenly, he was stunned, thinking of the actions of Master Tianjian in setting up the Zhenwu Sword Monument and the Wandao Tower, and the shock in his eyes became even more intense.
"Perhaps... he can really embark on a path to becoming a martial saint..."
The Sword Demon's figure disappeared on the spot, and all the confusion in his heart disappeared.
He found his target again.
…
No one knew about the ten-year agreement between Ning Qi and Dao Mo.
But at this moment the whole world was in shock. The details of the battle between Tianjian Zhenren and Dao Mo spread to all parts of the thirteen states of the world at an astonishing speed. Even the land outside Dayan was alarmed.
All the top martial arts sects were shocked.
Some hidden families or sects have heard about this.
It was really because the Sword Demon made too much noise.
The ups and downs that lasted for more than half a year came to an end in this situation. The prestige accumulated by the Sword Demon finally helped Master Tianjian. After this battle, Master Tianjian's reputation had reached the top of Dayan.
Countless swordsmen were ecstatic.
Ever since the birth of the Sword Demon, he has been ranked third on the Heavenly Man List, firmly suppressing the fifth-placed Sun-Chasing Sword King. However, he was finally defeated by another peerless swordsman. The swordsman surpassed the swordsman in all aspects, both in terms of peak combat power and number of people on the Heavenly Man List.
Not to mention, Master Tianjian also reached the legendary ultimate realm of swordsmanship, and Dao Mo's ultimate realm of swordsmanship was also achieved with the help of Master Tianjian.
So far.
The swordsman finally won the battle of swords and knives. After that, there were more and more sword practitioners in the martial arts world, gradually forming a crushing trend. Countless swordsmen regarded Tianjian Zhenren as their idol and felt proud of him.
There were discussions everywhere in the martial arts world, and warriors kept rushing to Zhenwu Mountain to comprehend the Zhenwu Sword Monument and the Wandao Tower.
Invisible.
The power of the Zhenwu sect is also growing day by day.
As long as Tianjian Zhenren is around, almost no one dares to mess with the Zhenwu Sect. Every day the sect is transforming at an astonishing speed. Luo Wentian is both in pain and happy. He is so busy every day that he can't even find time to practice, but he feels joy from the bottom of his heart when he sees the changes in the Zhenwu Sect.
Nowadays, the Zhenwu sect has become very famous, and many powerful people on the Heavenly Human List have come to comprehend the Zhenwu Sword Monument and the Ten Thousand Dao Tower. This is a favor from the Zhenwu sect, which can form an effective deterrent to the Demon Sect.
Luo Wentian could obviously feel it.
The number of prying eyes of the Demon Sect suddenly decreased a lot, which made him feel a lot more at ease.
At this time, the atmosphere in the Demon Sect and Southern Xinjiang was indeed somewhat depressing.
Originally, people hoped that Master Tianjian would be defeated by Sword Demon or even seriously injured by Sword Demon, but unexpectedly, Sword Demon was defeated instead, which made Master Tianjian's prestige rise to a higher level.
"The highest realm of swordsmanship, this old Taoist Tianjian is truly extraordinary."
Even though they were opponents, the people from the Demon Sect couldn't help but sigh.
They knew that there would never be more than two people at this level in the Demon Sect, and there might even be only one.
Many high-level leaders of the Demon Sect gathered together.
Lin Xue Shuang has already gone to the Shiwan Mountains, but the other two deputy sect leaders are not in the first place. In the center is a silver-haired old man, who is the grand elder of the Demon Sect.
"Great Elder, should we inform the Sect Master about this?" Xiang Tianxing suggested.
The silver-haired old man hesitated for a moment and shook his head:
"No need. The sect master has been in seclusion for sixty years. Since we don't plan to attack the Zhenwu Sect for the time being, there is no need to ask him to come out. Just let him continue to comprehend the Martial Saint Method."
Ghost Face sighed:
"I don't know what the sect master's current situation is. He has been in the realm for a hundred years, and he has the experience of many predecessors of the Saint Sect as a reference. If he can succeed, we can use the power of the Holy Pill to create a Martial Saint. That means we will have two Martial Saints. Why should we be afraid of the Great Yan Martial Saint? Why should we join forces with those people in Southern Xinjiang?"
Everyone was silent. Originally they had some confidence in this, but the failure of Sword Demon to break through this time made them feel depressed.
This road is too difficult.
If they don't seek help from outside forces, it might not be possible even if their lifespan of 800 years is exhausted. They might have to keep groping forward, generation after generation. However, they estimated that Dayan would not give them so much time. They have also paid a price for struggling with Dayan over the years.
The Great Elder looked around at everyone and said seriously:
"No matter whether the Sect Master can succeed or not, the matter of refining the Holy Pill cannot be stopped. Taoist Tianjian has such strength that he should not be underestimated. For the time being, we don't have to worry about the Zhenwu Sect. Stop those small moves and focus all our energy on refining the Holy Pill."
"I warn you again, the matter of the Holy Pill is the highest secret of our Holy Sect. Anyone who tries to spy on the secrets of the Holy Pill——"
"die!"
As the words fell, a strong sense of oppression enveloped everyone. Even the two deputy sect leaders were no exception. They all shuddered and looked in awe.
"Yes, Great Elder!"
…
at the same time.
The situation in southern Xinjiang is similar.
The tribal leaders were all discussing this matter.
The Southern Xinjiang Alliance is formed by the union of many tribes, so naturally it is not as concentrated in power as the Demon Sect. The top power organization is called the Council of Elders, of which nine elders are all from the nine most powerful tribes. If a major event occurs, it will be decided by voting by the Council of Elders.
However, the Southern Xinjiang Alliance has become increasingly close in recent years, and some assimilation has been taking place quietly. Now many tribes have put the interests of the alliance above their own tribes, especially the new generation of young people.
Lan Yiyi was reporting on the battle between Tianjian Zhenren and Dao Mo:
"My fellow elders, this is the situation. The strength of Tianjian Zhenren is now unfathomable. Looking at our alliance, I am afraid that only Master Gu Shen can fight him."
When she mentioned the Gu God, her eyes twitched slightly.
Many elders of the clan were all shocked.
"It turns out that Master Tianjian is hiding so deeply and his mind is so deep and terrifying. Now that we have become an enemy, we must kill him in one fell swoop!" said a ruddy-faced elder coldly.
But another tall and strong elder of the tribe retorted:
"The ultimate realm of swordsmanship, with such a powerful strength, do you want Lord Gu Shen to go there in person? Do you want to delay the important event of our alliance?"
"So are we going to let the Zhenwu Sect continue to be so arrogant? Now the facts are clear. The Qingzhou stronghold was destroyed by the Zhenwu Sect. If we don't take revenge, our alliance will be ridiculous in the eyes of others!"
"A little impatience can ruin a big plan, so the big cause is the most important!"
The elders of the tribe spoke one after another and argued endlessly, some were radical and some were conservative.
Lan Yiyi felt inexplicably annoyed, but she couldn't dissuade anyone without words, so she could only lower her head silently.
final.
A sudden shout.
The elder of the Blue River tribe said:
"Since we can't reach a consensus, let's follow the old rules and vote. I think the most important thing right now is to cultivate the Blood Emperor Gu. As long as there is a Wusheng Sheng, what does a mere Tianjian Zhenren mean? Why bother the Gu God at this critical juncture?"
Everyone was silent.
Then vote.
In the end, the decision was made with a score of 5 to 4 to temporarily put all actions against the Zhenwu Sect on hold.
The ruddy elder who spoke first had a gloomy expression and looked a little unhappy. He glanced at Lan He, then at Lan Yiyi, and suddenly smiled:
"Saint, I wonder how your secret arts are going? Don't let it get you nowhere."
The Saintess of Southern Border, who had been silent all this time, was shocked and said coldly:
"Don't worry, elder of the Red Flame Clan. Yiyi has been practicing hard."
After saying this, she bowed to the elders of the tribe and walked out.
Watching Lan Yiyi leave, Lan He, whose face was gloomy, suddenly exploded:
"Hong Yan, you son of a bitch, why did you involve Yi Yi in the affairs of a group of old guys like us? Do you think Yi Yi's sacrifice is not big enough?"
The power of heaven and earth is concentrated in his body, and he is ready to attack if there is any disagreement.
Seeing this, the other elders hurriedly pulled Lan He to stop him and tried to persuade him, while at the same time blaming Hong Yan:
"Red Flame Clan Elder, this is indeed inappropriate. Please don't mention it again next time."
Hong Yan snorted coldly and said nothing. He felt a little regretful in his heart, but when he saw Lan He's defensive look, he felt particularly refreshed.
Lan Yiyi walked out of the pavilion and heard faint sounds of quarreling coming from behind. She continued walking with an expressionless face, and her whole body was filled with a coldness that kept strangers away.
Someone approached tremblingly and said carefully:
"Saintess, someone from the Demon Sect is looking for you."
"Who?" Lan Yiyi's eyes were full of frost.
"He claims to be Qin Yun."
(End of this chapter)
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