It’s not that I have become weaker, nor is it that there are more strong people.
But we are a group of frogs in the well who cannot see the profound heritage of the world over the ages, and we don't want to admit that we are just an insignificant little person in the long history.
Ten thousand meters in the sky, there is a world beyond heaven.
One after another, the Saint Kings and ancestors came flying in the air, and without exception, they focused their eyes on a cold-looking young man with ragged clothes, disheveled hair, standing with a sword in his arms.
Qiu Wuji looked around at the Saint Kings who were invited to come. They almost gathered most of the Saint Kings in the cultivation world throughout the ages.
There were some familiar faces among them, some defeated opponents of his generation, and some legendary Saint Kings who did not exist in his era.
There are also legendary rare and exotic animals.
Son of the Ancestral Dragon, Phoenix, Kylin, Sky Fox, Hundred Demons
'These are nothing to worry about.'
Qiu Wuji fixed his eyes on a monk. His cultivation was not high, but his aura was very eye-catching. It was very similar to the lightning spear he had touched. It should be Li Changsheng's lightning method.
"I heard that Li Changsheng has two disciples, one is a Taoist and the other is a Buddhist. This one should be Dushi."
Then his gaze turned and fell on the Holy Kings of the Immortal Palace, a total of thirteen people.
Two of them are quite capable.
And what they wanted was the sword.
Ask your own sword, ask the way to get one step closer to formlessness.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have called so many people with my "Ask the Sword World". Not all Saint Kings are belligerent. The Great Dao is open to all. Practicing fighting is just a way to protect the Dao, not a competition of who has the bigger fist.
But there is one thing in common.
That is the thirst for Tao.
Xiao Yuntian walked out of the crowd, and just as he took a step, he felt an incomparable pressure coming from all directions. The "momentum" jointly built by the Saint Kings present was more intense than the water pressure tens of thousands of meters under the sea!
If he wants to speak on behalf of everyone else, he must have the strength to back it up.
A sword rang out, shocking most of the Saint Kings and causing them to take a half step back with horror on their faces.
In an instant, it became clear who was the Holy King.
Those Saint Kings who retreated were of the lower class. This was not a fight, but a lack of understanding of the Dao, otherwise they would not have been repelled by the sound. Those who did not retreat were of the upper class, and there were only about twenty of them among the more than a hundred.
Du Shi was among them. He recited scriptures in a low voice and stayed out of it.
This also attracted the attention of a fat monk, who wanted to touch him, but changed his mind and gave up.
The other party’s background is too scary.
Xiao Yuntian asked: "How do I ask about the sword?"
"Regardless of the Dao, I do not seek external things." Qiu Wuji replied, "If you want to know the next step of the Dao, you only need to take my sword, one sword will do."
Don't care about the Tao and don't seek external things.
In other words, no money is required, but there is no guarantee that you can survive.
These words made many Holy Kings interested, and some of them could not believe that such a good thing could exist in the world.
Tao is the foundation of a strong person, the essence of everything, and a legacy that can be passed down through the ages. Qiu Wuji's Tao is definitely the most top-notch legacy besides Wuxiang, and such a legacy does not require any price to obtain.
There's not even a guarantee of survival!
Xiao Yuntian smiled and said, "I don't need a sword, I want to see who is better."
"Who's better?" Qiu Wuji looked at the other person deeply, and after a moment nodded and said, "If it were you, we could compete with each other, or decide life and death."
"But you can't be the first to ask for the sword."
Xiao Yuntian had just drawn his sword, with the blade half an inch out of the sheath, when he heard this, he stopped and asked, "Why?"
"Because you are very strong, I am afraid that I will not be able to stop after competing with you. Then the people behind me will not ask for the sword, but for their lives."
Qiu Wuji said calmly, his tone was matter-of-fact, but his words seemed to be disrespecting others.
But no one present objected, and not a single Saint King expressed dissatisfaction.
When they have reached this level of cultivation, they have long understood the truth of everything and will not be blinded by external things. They have a clear understanding of everything and have the generosity to accept them.
It only takes a moment for them to acknowledge someone who is stronger than themselves.
Qiu Wuji is stronger than everyone present.
"In that case, I won't disturb anyone."
Xiao Yuntian retreated back into the crowd, and then Qiu Wuji looked at the crowd and asked, "Who wants to know about the sword?"
"My Lord Qingyan, please teach me!"
A Qilin stepped into the air, and the surrounding Saint Kings immediately dispersed, leaving an airspace of a thousand miles.
Qilin stepped on the blue flame and used the Holy King Dharma as soon as he appeared on the scene. His body expanded to tens of thousands meters, like a sacred mountain hovering above the low-Earth orbit.
Then, with endless power of the holy beast, he rushed towards Qiu Wuji.
It barely said a word, and immediately used its killing move. An unreserved full-strength attack was a sign of respect for the strong, and a sign of prudence for one's own life.
Qiu Wuji stood in place, the Immortal-Slaying Sword in his hand did not leave his body, but a ray of sword light flashed in his eyes.
A white light flashed, and the Qilin's image was annihilated.
The Qilin Saint King's front legs were broken, his breathing was disordered, and he was seriously injured.
But I survived after all.
It bowed slightly and said, "Thank you for your guidance."
After saying that, he stepped into the air and left, looking so panicked as if he was afraid that the people present would cut him into pieces. In fact, this was not an unfounded worry, because the Qilin, as a strange beast in the world, was itself an innate precious medicine.
These strange beasts can reach the level of Saint King by relying on their bloodline. But everything has its pros and cons. The easier it is to gain the Tao, the more unstable it is.
Those who are saints by blood, those who are born saints, are mostly inferior to the Saint Kings.
Their appearance and disappearance will not have any impact on heaven and earth. On the contrary, their numbers may lead to the depletion of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
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