Chapter 545: Kendo genius? Holy Land Looting! 【Subscribe】
Chapter 545: Kendo genius? Holy Land Looting! 【Subscribe】
early morning
Zixiao Holy Land, Wujian Cliff outside the Sanxiu Immortal City!
Hundreds of independent swordsmen sat cross-legged on the grass, quietly feeling the sword marks on the cliff, hoping to comprehend the sword intent as soon as possible and become the legendary peerless swordsman!
At this time, the beast tide had only dissipated for a few days!
The Immortal City of San Xiu was still in ruins and was being rebuilt, and the entire island was still littered with broken limbs.
However, these independent cultivators are still concentrating on comprehending the sword intent, and their determination to pursue the Tao is quite firm. Unfortunately, most people are limited by their comprehension and ultimately find it difficult to achieve anything.
Suddenly, the void shook!
Wei Han's figure came in the air like a ghost. He stood with his hands behind his back in a green shirt. He had an ethereal temperament like an immortal. He moved casually as if he was taking a walk, without disturbing anyone present.
"I'm sorry, everyone!"
"I'm afraid I'll disturb your practice today!"
Wei Han chuckled and teased, then decisively released his sword intent.
“Boom!”
The earth-shaking sound of swords whistling and thundering resounded between heaven and earth.
A sword with a green glow shot straight into the sky, forcing back hundreds of miles of floating clouds. It immediately alarmed the cultivators in all directions, causing countless people to look up.
"Sword Intent? Such a strong sword intent!"
"Is this the birth of another sword genius?"
"No, no, no, his sword intent is extremely powerful and terrifying. It is definitely not a newly born sword intent seed!"
"Who is this person? Why is he releasing his sword intent here?"
At the foot of Wujian Cliff, hundreds of wandering cultivators were either shocked or envious.
All pairs of eyes were fixed on Wei Han, and their gazes towards Jian Yi were filled with desire.
Wei Han ignored them expressionlessly, still standing there calmly, letting everyone guess his identity and purpose.
In a moment!
Dozens of figures rushed out from the Zixiao Holy Land.
They were men and women, young and old, some dressed in Taoist robes, some dressed as sword cultivators, and there were also some female cultivators dressed in palace costumes, all of them exuding a powerful aura.
Obviously these are the elders from various peaks of Zixiao Holy Land.
While they are responsible for taking care of daily affairs, they will also pay attention to the movements everywhere on the island. Once they discover that there is a strange sword intent appearing here at Wujian Cliff, how can they not come?
"Such a strong sword intent? Who is this person?"
"No, this is not a newly born sword intent seed, this is a fourth-grade sword intent!"
"Boy, what kind of sword power do you have? Why have I never seen it before?"
Rays of divine sense swept over with domineering power.
The elders stared at Wei Han, as if they could see through him.
"I am Wei Han, a true disciple of the Changsheng Sect. Several years ago, I realized the rudiments of sword intent under the Wujian Cliff. I heard that anyone with sword intent can enter the Purple Sky Holy Land, so I came here to pay my respects today."
Wei Han bowed with a calm expression!
He stated his purpose in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.
"The prototype of the sword intent you realized several years ago?"
Everyone looked surprised when they heard this, and they obviously thought that this man was mentally ill.
If a normal person could really comprehend the rudiments of the sword intent, he should have joined the holy land without stopping. Why did he remain silent for several years before coming to pay homage? I'm afraid he's a liar?
"Boy!" A skinny old man laughed sinisterly, "The sword intent you have comprehended is weird but it has reached the fourth level. But you said that you just comprehended the prototype of sword intent a few years ago. Are you playing tricks on us?"
"Every word I say is true, not a lie!" Wei Han remained calm. He knew that he could not hide the rank of his sword intent, so he simply disguised himself as a peerless genius and sneered, "After several years, you still cannot improve the prototype of your sword intent to the fourth rank. Who are you looking down on?"
"Hey, are you crazy enough?"
"You can be promoted to the fourth rank in just a few years? Are you crazy?"
"I have been in seclusion for decades and have not been able to improve my sword power by one level. You are so arrogant. Do you really think that my Purple Sky Holy Land is easy to bully?"
The elders were so angry that they blew their beards and glared.
The casual cultivators present also sneered, thinking that this man was probably dreaming.
But at this time, a middle-aged Taoist frowned, widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Several years ago, someone did comprehend the sword intent under the sword-comprehension cliff. At that time, it was rumored that this person comprehended the prototype of the sword intent in 30 breaths, and then the whole sect searched for more than half a month. Could it be you?"
"hiss!"
Everyone gasped in shock.
All of them widened their eyes in disbelief.
This incident only happened a few years ago, and most people still remember it when they talk about it now. It’s just that no one thought in that direction just now, but now everyone can’t help but remember it.
If Wei Han is really the guy who realized the rudiments of sword intent in 30 breaths, it is really possible for him to improve the rudiments of sword intent to the fourth level in a few years.
"Yes, it is indeed me." Wei Han admitted decisively.
"Good boy, is it really you?" The middle-aged Taoist was so excited that he trembled all over, his eyes shining as he said, "No wonder, no wonder, if it was really you, it would be possible to improve so quickly in just a few years. Your sword intent is mixed and chaotic, it really is a random perception, it seems that you have not received any orthodox inheritance, what a pity..."
The more he spoke, the more excited and regretful he became.
He looked so heartbroken that he wanted to beat his chest and stamp his feet, as if he had seen a piece of beautiful jade being haphazardly carved and scribbled on. If such a peerless genius had joined the Purple Sky Holy Land, how could he have come up with such a messy sword intent?
Dozens of other elders also became excited.
"Okay, okay, Wei Han, right? Come to my Zhijian Peak. Once you enter, you will be treated as a true disciple."
"Humph! What's the point of being a true disciple? Come to my Jinshi Peak. I can accept you as a disciple on your behalf. If you join, you can become a senior apprentice."
"My friend, why don't you come to my Tianmu Peak? This peak is ranked in the top ten."
The elders from each peak gathered around and prepared to snatch the person away.
As for Wei Han's identity, origin, and intentions, they didn't care. With the background of Zixiao Holy Land, wouldn't it be easy to find out the ins and outs of the matter? Get the person first.
If Wei Han is really as he said, and can comprehend the rudiments of sword intent in 30 breaths and reach the fourth level in a few years, then this guy is definitely the number one genius in history.
If we can't get such a person into our pocket!
They must be beaten to death by their ancestors.
Therefore, these high and mighty elders of the holy land actually started to fight madly like ordinary people at this moment. Some of them even quarreled so much that their faces turned red and they took out their jade cards to call for help.
This scene made the surrounding cultivators' eyes turn red with envy.
Many people have lived for hundreds of years and probably have never seen such a scene.
But Wei Han remained calm. He saw that the scene was becoming more and more chaotic, and some elders were ready to call out the sleeping ancestors to snatch people. He quickly said, "I am obsessed with swordsmanship. I heard that Qingming Peak in Zixiao Holy Land has the strongest swordsmanship. I wonder who is the elder of Qingming Peak?"
“Hahaha!” The middle-aged Taoist priest who had just spoken was so excited that his eyebrows danced with joy: “Look, look, what are you guys still fighting for? They came here specifically for our Qingming Peak. Go away, go away!”
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
