Wushuang Sword Sect, in front of the mountain gate.
Qin Changsheng walked on the steps with Xuanyuan Suxin.
When passing by the sword monument, Xuanyuan Suxin stopped and looked at the sword monument.
"This sword monument was left by the ancestor of the Sword Sect and cannot be looked at directly."
Qin Changsheng tugged at her.
The first time he saw the sword monument, he saw the photo of the founder of the Sword Sect and almost didn't come out.
If Xuanyuan Suxin fell into it, he would have no choice but to seek help from the elders of the Sword Sect.
Xuanyuan Suxin shook his head gently: "I'm fine. Only sword cultivators can understand the meaning of the sword above. Only those who are hostile to the sword sect will be attacked if they stand under the sword monument. I am neither hostile nor cultivator." The sword will be fine."
"However... the founder of the Sword Sect is quite a figure. He must have been a prominent figure in an era back then."
"After all, he is the one who created the Unparalleled Sword Sect, how can he be mediocre." Qin Changsheng smiled upon hearing this.
Xuanyuan Suxin withdrew his gaze from the sword monument and said calmly: "In the future, if your sword intention reaches a bottleneck, you can come here to gain enlightenment. It may be useful to you."
"Is that so?"
Qin Changsheng looked at the sword monument thoughtfully.
Just one glance made his eyes sting slightly.
"Let's go."
The two of them stepped into the mountain gate one after another.
As soon as he entered the Sword Sect, Qin Changsheng felt a different atmosphere.
The Sword Sect disciples seem to be very excited?
It's been a year, but the crusade against the Ye family hasn't diminished yet?
Soon, Qin Changsheng knew why this happened.
There is a competition going on within the Sword Sect.
The daily topics of the Sword Sect disciples also revolve around a few popular disciples who have won the championship.
Qin Changsheng just glanced at it, then shook his head and walked towards Xiaoyao Peak with Xuanyuan Suxin.
But the impact of what he had done before remained.
After seeing Qin Changsheng, the disciples of the Sword Sect who were coming and going hesitated for a while, and then became extremely excited.
"It's Junior Brother Qin!"
"Which Junior Brother Qin?"
"Junior Brother Qin Changsheng Qin of Xiaoyao Peak, it was he who rescued Cheng Zhenchuan under the Young Master of the Ye family. It has only been a year and you have forgotten?"
"Fuck, is it him?"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and all the Jianzong disciples quickly recognized Qin Changsheng.
"Do you think Junior Brother Qin will participate in this competition?"
"Whether he is participating in the competition is in the true disciple group or the inner sect group. Judging from his record of defeating the young master of the Ye family, he should have the strength of the true disciple, but his cultivation is still the outer sect."
"I don't know, but he probably won't participate. After all, Junior Brother Qin is now a favorite among the elders. He can get a lot of practice resources without participating."
"Look, Zhao Shuangcheng is here."
The Sword Sect disciples exclaimed and turned their heads to look in the other direction.
There was a young man in white walking slowly towards him, and all the Sword Sect disciples on the roadside gave way.
The target of the young man in white is Qin Changsheng.
Qin Changsheng turned around and looked at the other person, feeling that he looked familiar, but he thought Quan was a sect brother he had only met once, so he didn't care at all and continued walking towards Xiaoyao Peak.
However, before taking two steps, Zhao Shuangcheng spoke.
"Qin Changsheng."
"Is something wrong?"
Qin Changsheng frowned slightly and looked back at him.
Zhao Shuangcheng strolled over, looking back and forth at Qin Changsheng.
"It's okay for me to wait for you."
Seeing that Qin Changsheng was still in the saint realm, Zhao Shuangcheng showed a look of pride on his face: "I haven't seen you for a year, and you are still practicing like this, but I have already broken through to the peak of the great saint."
"oh."
Qin Changsheng rolled his eyes.
Only then did he realize that this guy came to him to find a sense of presence.
The Jianzong disciples eating melon next to them were all extremely excited.
"It's begun, it's begun. The legendary strongest genius in the sect is facing off against the current most popular genius."
"Of the two of them, one is the favorite to win the championship in the inner sect, and the other is Xiaoyao Peak's pet peeve. Will they take action?"
"It's hard to say, but judging from Zhao Shuangcheng's appearance, there should have been a gap between the two of them before, but now Zhao Shuangcheng is back to save face."
The Sword Sect disciples whispered.
Xuanyuan Suxin stood nearby, staring at Qin Changsheng with a strange look.
That look seemed to say, why do you have enemies wherever you go?
Qin Changsheng expressed his helplessness.
This may be caused by being too good.
Zhao Shuangcheng's expression gradually darkened when he saw Qin Changsheng's neutral expression.
When Qin Changsheng first joined the Sword Sect, he traveled around the Twelve Peaks. One-third of the quasi-emperor elders of the Sword Sect favored him, and even enjoyed the treatment of a twelve-point true successor.
Zhao Shuangcheng was dissatisfied, why could an ant in the saint realm be cared for like this by the elders.
He challenged Qin Changsheng, but naturally he lost.
Zhao Shuangcheng believed that he was only in the late stage of the Great Sage at that time, and in front of the elders, he was afraid of hurting Qin Changsheng and being punished, so he held back his hand.
As a result, this made Qin Changsheng even more famous.
Now that he has reached the peak of the Great Sage, his strength has skyrocketed, and there are no elders around to watch, he feels that now is the time to expose the lies behind Qin Changsheng's wealth and wealth.
As a result, Qin Changsheng looked at a stranger, which made him feel that his self-esteem had been greatly insulted.
"Qin Changsheng, I want to challenge you, do you dare to accept it?"
Qin Changsheng looked at him calmly and sighed helplessly: "Are you here?"
"I knew you didn't...um, what?"
Zhao Shuangcheng was stunned and dumbfounded.
He originally thought that Qin Changsheng would refuse, but he didn't expect that the other party would agree so happily.
Then a proud smile appeared on his face: "Since you agreed, I will shoot you down from the altar today, so that everyone in the world can see that you, Qin Changsheng, are not that powerful."
As soon as he finished speaking, a calm voice sounded in Zhao Shuangcheng's ears.
"So much nonsense."
Immediately, Zhao Shuangcheng felt a sharp pain in his back, and then he flew up uncontrollably.
boom!
Zhao Shuangcheng smashed into the mountain and was deeply embedded, his face full of confusion.
"How can it be!"
In place, Qin Changsheng still retained his stance.
All the surrounding Sword Sect disciples fell silent.
They were prepared to watch a good show, but they did not expect to get this result, showing disappointment.
Zhao Shuangcheng got up from the pit and asked blankly: "You are not in the realm of a saint, how could I lose at your hands?"
Qin Changsheng didn't even look at it, and said to Xuanyuan Suxin: "Let's go."
The two of them passed through the crowd and just returned to the cave in Xiaoyao Peak when they received a message from Xiaoyaozi.
"Master asked me to come over. You can rest here."
Qin Changsheng explained, and then walked towards the main hall.
In the main hall of Xiaoyao Peak, all the elders who taught him were present.
Xiaoyaozi's face was still looking bad, but her eyes had regained their former look.
As soon as Qin Changsheng entered the main hall, the elders all looked over.
Their faces turned from relief to surprise.
Elder Long Jian stood up quickly, strode to Qin Changsheng, grabbed his shoulders and looked at him carefully.
"It is indeed the legendary realm of Dzogchen."
