"Mu Xin, you performed well this time. I hope you will work hard to practice in the future and not waste your talent.
If there is anything you don’t understand about your practice in the future, you can ask me at any time and I will do my best to answer your questions.
As for the resources you need for cultivation, the sect will do its best to satisfy you, and we hope you will not disappoint our expectations. "
"Here!"
Zhao Lei did not say a long paragraph to express his loyalty and live up to the sect's training.
But this simple affirmation, coupled with the firm look in Zhao Lei's eyes, really convinced everyone present.
In Zhao Lei's eyes, they saw a firm heart towards the Tao.
"Elder Xiao Yi, take Mu Xin down and have a good rest. If you have anything to do, just tell me and Elder Liang Jitai, and we will go back first."
Feng Qian did not encounter the previous scene. He thought that the swordsmanship released by Zhao Lei now was a back-up left by the founder of the sect. Otherwise, how could Zhao Lei, a mortal, be able to use it, so he left so easily.
If Feng Qian had sensed the greater swordsmanship in the previous scene, he might not have left so easily and comfortably.
Fortunately, the sword marks were also hidden, otherwise Zhao Lei would have had to gain fame and move the entire Zhao Kingdom today.
Feng Qian was in a very good mood. He followed Liang Ji and left directly. This was the first time he had seen such a monk who could understand the way of swordsmanship through practicing Qi.
Generally speaking, things that can only be considered when it comes to foundation building are already available in Qi training. Zhao Lei's cultivation qualifications are so good. As long as the resources can keep up, foundation building is a sure thing.
With the help of this sword technique, Zhao Lei will be able to practice very smoothly in the future. Maybe golden elixir is not something that cannot be expected?
At that time, Lingyu Sect was no longer a ninth-grade sect. Instead, after passing the trial, it was directly promoted to eighth-grade to take charge of a country.
Feng Qian thought that by then, he would have to think carefully about where to start a new sect.
As far as Zhao State is concerned, the Wanhun Sect, as a veteran eighth-grade sect, has a profound foundation. The Lingyu Sect does not have enough foundation and may not be a match.
We can only find a small country to develop slowly first, but we must choose it well. We cannot find one that is too small or too weak. If it is not as good as Wanning Mansion, then what is the point of being promoted to the eighth rank.
Moreover, the sword tomb is gone. All we need to do is dismantle the sect’s formation and find a new place with beautiful scenery and abundant spiritual energy. The sect will develop better, and there will be nothing left to miss in this place.
Xiao Yi felt relieved when he saw that after Feng Qian and the others left, he and Zhao Lei were the only two people left on the top of the mountain.
Xiao Yi didn't say much, Feijian appeared directly in front of him, then he rolled his right hand, Zhao Lei appeared behind him, and then drove Feijian straight to his mansion.
Xiao Yi's mansion will naturally not collapse as easily as other disciples' residences. During this shock, even though cracks appeared on Lijian Peak, his mansion remained unmoved and still stood there.
Xiao Yi took Zhao Lei to the door of his mansion, then got off the flying sword, and Zhao Lei followed him into his mansion.
Now the entire Lijian Peak has been emptied, leaving only Xiao Yi and Zhao Lei.
Therefore, Zhao Lei and the others did not need to be too cautious and restrained like before. He followed Xiao Yi and went straight to a square behind the mansion.
There were more than a dozen wooden dummies placed here. Zhao Lei knew at a glance that the material was extraordinary and was the best target for practicing spells.
Then there were various sword marks of different lengths scattered on the wall.
It can be seen from this that although Xiao Yi is an elder, he often practices his swordsmanship here.
Then after Zhao Lei came in, Xiao Yi waved his right hand, and a light shield directly enveloped the square.
Then Xiao Yi turned around and looked at Zhao Lei. He said directly without beating around the bush:
"My dear disciple, did you get the inheritance on the twelfth floor of the sword tomb, or did you learn the way of swordsmanship?"
Facing Xiao Yi's inquiry, Zhao Lei's eyes flickered twice. He originally wanted to hide it.
But when he thought about his previous performance, it was not like he could perform it just by understanding it.
If he said it now that he understood it, then Xiao Yi would definitely not believe it in his heart. He must also want to test himself by asking this.
So Zhao Lei took advantage of the situation and looked embarrassed. After waiting for a while, he slowly spoke.
Xiao Yi can naturally understand all this, and now he is no longer impatient. He just looks at Zhao Lei quietly and lets him think about it.
"Master, I did receive an inheritance on the twelfth floor of the Sword Tomb just now. After reaching the top, I saw an old man with a white beard appearing in front of me.
Then he put his hand on my eyebrows, and somehow there was a sword mark in my mind. Everything just happened was caused by that sword mark. "
Hearing Zhao Lei's words, Xiao Yi recalled the rumors that had been circulating in the Lingyu Sect for a long time. Presumably the old man with the white beard was the founder of the Lingyu Sect.
It was precisely because Zhao Lei was the first to climb the twelfth floor of the Sword Tomb that the Patriarch appeared and passed the sword mark to Zhao Lei. Now that the inheritance is complete, the entire Sword Tomb has lost its meaning, and It's useless.
Xiao Yi thought about these words in his mind, and then looked at Zhao Lei's performance. He probably didn't want to deceive himself.
What's more, Zhao Lei has only been here for a short time, how could he know about this sword tomb.
Zhao Lei knew this, and his idea was very simple. Now it was just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.
This sword tomb was not born like this, it was built artificially later.
Lingyu Sect has been standing here for so long, so the casual mention of an old man with a white beard must be correct. Maybe the ancestor of Jianzhong sealed the sword mark.
Then there was indeed a sword mark in Zhao Lei's mind, and he was not wrong. Only by adulterating the truth can it be convincing.
Zhao Lei looked at Xiao Yi thinking and thought that he had finally fooled himself.
But when Xiao Yi asked this, he was probably coveting the sword mark in his mind.
While Xiao Yi was still deep in thought, Zhao Lei quickly tried to communicate with Jian Hen. When Zhao Lei's consciousness landed on Jian Hen, he also received its response.
"Jianhen, now that you have made a home in my mind, you probably don't want to be snatched away by others.
After a while, someone may want to check on me. When the time comes, you can block him out. It's best to hurt him. Only in this way can you stay in my mind with peace of mind. "
After Zhao Lei told Jianhen his plan, Jianhen shook twice as a response.
Only then did Zhao Lei feel at ease and wait patiently for Xiao Yi's next plan.
