Wang Xuan was despised and considered to be uneducated because of his family background. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing. He could not refute it, so the only thing he could do was to take action.
The most important thing is that the woman in green, the man in black and others were all very cold. Although they were very serious, they really looked like they wanted the best for him and wanted him not to become a rich third-generation rich man.
Wang Xuan did not block the road outside the mountain gate. He walked to a pond, sat on a large bluestone, took a deep breath, and began to meditate.
"The descendants of the True Saints must behave properly. You cannot use the names of your ancestors to act in a high-profile manner and flaunt yourself everywhere. You are not just representing yourself, but also the Taoist temple behind you. If you have no manners, your every move will bring shame to the supreme beings of your clan. This is shameful."
The four young men and women were serious, and they all showed some of the coldness, decisiveness and straightforwardness of sword practitioners and taught him a lesson directly.
"Have you ever asked me how many years I have been practicing?" Wang Xuan sighed.
However, the four of them looked at him and stopped talking, as if they had just met for a short while and had nothing more to say, and ignored him.
Two of them even turned around and headed back to the mountain gate.
This means they don't care at all. They can say whatever they want or not, and they will never ask. No matter how confident you are, they won't give you a chance to show it. They are just so cool and steady.
"Hiss!" Wang Xuan took a breath of the extraordinary gene, stopped talking, and quickly calmed down, preparing to break the limit!
He had figured it out. There was no need to talk too much with the sword cultivators. Just take action, break the limits, compete with swordsmen, be more powerful than them, be stronger than anything else.
These people are not bad people, but they are isolated from the world and seem a little inhuman.
Wang Xuan had been practicing hard in the foreign sea for 15 years. His cultivation had been steadily improving and he was very close to breaking through the limit. Earlier he was just pursuing the natural outcome.
His accumulated foundation is deep enough, and facing the ancient dojo in front of him, he has an indescribable feeling, as if he is facing a broken giant sword, a super prohibited item!
It carried with it an unparalleled sharpness, as well as a grand and profound Taoist rhyme, which stimulated Wang Xuan's Taoism and potential.
Therefore, he had a strong feeling and wanted to break the limit here.
For a moment, all the pores on Wang Xuan's body dilated, his soul shone, and his whole body was full of vitality. The patterns of the imperial way started from the top bone and spread outwards and intertwined.
After his eyes were infused with the Imperial Runes, the moment he opened them, it was as if two immortal swords flew out, making clanging sounds.
Looking at the dojo again, he felt that the whole world had changed. Among the mountains, there was a huge sword. Although it was broken, its cold light cut through the sky. It was stained with blood and stuck in the mountain.
Wang Xuan was moved. This ancient Taoist temple was truly extraordinary. Most of its Taoist charm came from such a big sword.
Although he was outside the dojo at this moment, he could still feel that sharp edge, which was indestructible and could cut through the vast years and split the extraordinary sea of light. It had the strongest aura that could cut off the past, present and future. What he saw was the rules, the textures, and the true rhythm of the sword.
With a loud bang, a sword energy rose from Wang Xuan's body, tearing through the sky and going straight up. His body and soul resonated, and his form and spirit were like a magic sword.
As an outsider, it was naturally impossible for him to obtain scriptures directly from such a supreme dojo. However, the grand sword intent and Taoist rhyme infected him and triggered the sword intent in his heart, causing an indestructible sword rhyme to surge and release in his flesh and blood and spirit.
He is really good in the field of swordsmanship. When he was in the mother universe, he practiced the sword of killing on the golden bamboo slips and cultivated it into an amazing sword wheel that is indestructible.
After entering the extraordinary universe, when he and Wu Tian went to search the backyard of Zhensheng, they accidentally found a scarecrow, and got 4 pages of sword manual from it, which was mysterious.
Now, Wang Xuan looked dignified, with sword lights flashing in every inch of his flesh and blood, and then gushing out from his pores. Every move he made was filled with sword intent, tearing the sky apart.
His soul was even more brilliant, as if it had transformed into a sacred sword embryo, with a sense of immortality, eternity, longevity, and a sharpness that could destruct everything.
The woman in green and the man in black were stunned. They turned around suddenly and looked down from the high ground. They were both sword practitioners and were most sensitive to this kind of sword intent. They were all extremely surprised.
Even the two people who turned and walked towards the mountain gate suddenly stopped, turned back quickly, and looked at the tall figure standing by the pool.
"Standing in the realm of True Immortal, such an indestructible sword intent is really rare!" one person sighed.
"He is also a sword cultivator? This kind of true sword rhythm is remarkable even among the heavenly-level transcendents, let alone the true immortals." Another person spoke.
A storm of extraordinary factors formed around Wang Xuan. He began to absorb super matter from all directions, and then it resonated with his sword intent.
All of a sudden, a huge tornado appeared, accompanied by sword energy rising into the sky, penetrating the sky and the earth. The scene was grand. His aura was rising, and his Taoism was growing.
The four of them showed surprised expressions. This Saint Grandson really wanted to... break the limit on the spot?
The extraordinary factor was absorbed, Wang Xuan's body glowed, the storm was weakening, and his body was like a bottomless pit, swallowing everything up.
In addition, a sword wheel appeared outside his body, and sword light condensed, like a dazzling divine ring enveloping him, making a clanging sound.
His body was extremely dazzling, flowing with sword light and sword intent. They were of the same origin as the sword wheel and every move he made had the power to split the sky.
His soul did the same, forming a protective sword light, which turned into a dazzling divine ring, covering his spirit. His top bone resonated with it, and the unique texture marks of his imperial way intertwined.
Wang Xuan broke through the limit four times successfully. He did not meditate to break through the barrier, but completed it all by standing on the large bluestone in the pond.
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