Then, Qin Tian smiled slightly, "Put it away! Just keep it. You can comprehend the sword intent in it by yourself, which will be of great help to your cultivation progress. Even without it, I can still enter the world of the sacred tree."
After saying this, Lu Xingchen didn't hesitate or say anything more, and just put it away. Not to mention anything else, just the fact that Qin Tian saw the sword intent without any damage gave him confidence in Qin Tian.
Afterwards, Qin Tian and his party went to Chishui. Chishui was not far from Yinshan, but it was not close either. A distance of a thousand miles was nothing to Qin Tian and his party.
The next day, around early morning, a hundred-mile-long river was rushing along the banks of the Chishui River. The water in the river was a light red color, which is why the river got its name.
At this time, there were many people standing by the Red River. Because there was no sun in the holy land, in order to ensure clarity, many people naturally used fire to illuminate the scene.
"There are really a lot of people! Not many, just people here to watch the fun." Luo Qingli said slowly.
There are naturally many people living by the Red River, but very few can actually enter it, almost rare. The world of the sacred tree is so dangerous that even if you are qualified to enter, you have to think twice. Once you enter, it is almost a life-or-death situation.
"Why, didn't you see the sacred tree?" Wen Shuzhong asked.
Hearing this, Luo Qingxue replied, "This sacred tree will only emerge from the water when it encounters a destined person. Only then can everyone see the sacred tree."
"So, until now, no one has entered the sacred tree. It's really difficult that so many people have not entered." Wen Shuzhong said with a faint smile.
Then the group walked to the bank of the Chishui River and found a place with fewer people.
Before Qin Tian could see the Red River, a figure crossed the water and landed right in the center. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the man was dressed in black without any unnecessary fancy patterns. His plain and elegant clothes exuded a murderous aura.
"It's him!?" Luo Qingxue's voice sounded a little surprised.
As soon as these words fell, the voices of people discussing on the banks of the Red River continued to rise.
"Who is he? He looks so powerful!?"
"If my guess is correct, it's Yuwen Yong. Judging from his attire and the sword in his hand, it shouldn't be wrong."
"Yuwen Yong! Are you crazy about swords? Looks like we'll be able to see the sacred tree manifest today!"
"Yes! If even Yuwen Yong can't enter the sacred tree, I really don't know who else can!"
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Hun Dun looked at Luo Qingxue's expression and heard everyone's discussion. He couldn't help but ask, "Sister, do you know her?"
Hearing Hun Dun's name, Luo Qingli's pretty face turned slightly red, and she pinched Hun Dun. It was really uncomfortable for her to change her words now. Luo Qingli carefully glanced at Luo Qingxue's reaction, and seeing that she didn't care, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Luo Qingxue nodded, "Of course I know him. I lost to him back then. The eldest son of the Yuwen family, Yuwen Yong, has extremely high sword skills and is obsessed with swords. He values the sword in his hand more than anything else.
Therefore, others also gave him the nickname "Sword Maniac"! I really didn't expect that he would also come to the Holy Realm. In the battle for the ranking that year, he was destroyed by the Taoist master's first disciple, and now it seems that he has recovered.
Hearing this, Hun Dun nodded, while Lu Xingchen's eyes lit up, "He is a sword fanatic. Rumor has it that his sword path is likely to surpass that of Heavenly Sword Master Qi Xuanzhen!"
Luo Qingxue smiled slightly, "Although it's a bit exaggerated, but if they can keep pace with each other, it's still okay!"
The Heavenly Sword Master is a top-level figure in the Heavenly Realm. His swordsmanship is so strong that it is difficult to surpass.
Yuwen Yong is indeed extraordinary, but if he wants to surpass the Heavenly Sword Master, it is almost impossible.
At this time, Qin Tian slowly said, "I didn't know him before, but from what I can see today, he does have the potential to surpass Qi Xuanzhen. He has already walked his own path and is truly extraordinary."
After hearing Qin Tian's words, everyone was shocked, especially Luo Qingxue. Yuwen Yong definitely didn't have such potential back then.
Now that Qin Tian said this, Yuwen Yong was deposed, not only did he not die, but it was a blessing in disguise.
She was no match for Yuwen Yong back then, and now it seems that she is even less of a match for him. They are both geniuses of the same era, but the gap between them is so huge. This makes Luo Qingxue feel very uncomfortable.
At this moment, a man in bright red clothes also came walking on the river, holding a folding fan in his hand, with long hair draped over his shoulders in a messy yet orderly manner. He looked extremely feminine, a man who looked like a beautiful girl.
"Brother Yuwen, long time no see. I hope you are well!" the man said loudly.
Seeing this person, everyone started talking again:
"Is he... Zhao Yunfan, Young Master Zhao?"
"Yes, it's him. There are actually two of the strongest people of the younger generation, and they are ranked in the top ten. Today's situation is going to be exciting."
"Zhao Yunfan is here too. He is the young master of the Zhao family. Among the nine sons of the Zhao family, he is the most talented and has the strongest cultivation. He is the heir chosen by the Zhao family to be the next head of the family.
This person is impeccable in his actions, possesses a mind as wicked as a demon, and is incredibly sinister, full of schemes and intrigues." Luo Qingxue said slowly.
At this moment, above the Chishui River, Yuwen Yong said nothing, and seemed unwilling to see Zhao Yunfan.
Zhao Yunfan saw Yuwen Yong remained silent and smiled slightly, not caring at all. He looked around and shouted, "Everyone, it's been a long time since we last met. Why are you all hiding? Why don't you show up?"
As soon as these words fell, several figures appeared on the Red Water. One of them was a woman, wearing a purple robe, with an exquisite figure, curves in all the right places, long hair tied up in a bun, bangs, eyebrows and eyes that were extremely beautiful, and full of charm. One look at her would make people's hearts sink to her.
The other one was wearing a Taoist robe. He was tall and well-proportioned, a little thin, with a handsome appearance and a calm temperament, and had the demeanor of a person who had attained enlightenment.
Looking more closely, there was another monk with a round and shiny head, a sturdy body, large double-lidded eyes, a high nose bridge, delicate facial features, and a red dot between his eyebrows.
There was another one, dressed in white, with an ordinary appearance, not good-looking, but not ugly either, just not impressive-looking, holding two walnut-shaped things in his hands.
Look at the other one, he is a rough man with a broad back and seductive skin. He looks a bit honest, but the gleam in his eyes makes people dare not look down on him. He is holding a pink big knife in his hand, which is really incompatible with his image.
As for the remaining one, his looks were probably the sum of all the men present here. He was extremely handsome, without the slightest flaw. If he were a man, he would be the most handsome man in heaven. If he were a woman, he would also be the most beautiful woman in heaven.
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