"Three realms of martial master, true and false twin saints, the most powerful martial emperor!"
Ye Xiaoyao's eyes shone brightly. After learning about the realm after Wu Zun, he knew that he still had a long way to go!
After carefully studying the training manual, Ye Xiaoyao no longer hesitated and officially started practicing!
It is worth mentioning that on the way from Nanzhou, 5 million of the 30 million spiritual objects collected from the five major forces have been consumed, and now there are 5 million more holy son-level cultivation resources. Now he He still has 30 million spirit stones, which is enough for him to practice for a period of time.
Huhuhu~ And then, with the vibration absorption of the Ultimate Sword and the various top-grade auxiliary spiritual objects in the hall, the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor in the early stage began to increase rapidly again!
In addition to his cultivation, his swordsmanship also began to improve by leaps and bounds!
After all, now in Wanjian Sect, as the strongest sword cultivation holy land in the entire Tianwu Continent, the most indispensable thing here is sword intent!
What's more, he also possesses the Heaven-Destroying Sword!
According to Xiao Tianhe, this sky-cutting sword is the sword of the founder of Wanjian Sect. Its level has already surpassed that of the holy sword. The sword intention contained in it is extremely grand, and for some reason it is very close to him!
Ever since——
Cultivation!
kendo!
He is making rapid progress every minute and every second, and his cultivation speed is many times faster than when he was in Nanzhou.
And when Ye Xiaoyao was practicing in seclusion on Yijian Peak, the entire Wanjian Sect was already in a noisy state!
Everyone learned that a young man named Ye Xiaoyao had been recognized as the owner of the Patriarch Sword, and was the direct disciple of the former chief saint, Gu Tianxing, who was known as the best sword in China.
At this time, there are one hundred and eight main peaks, Gujian Peak.
As the name suggests, this peak is the main peak occupied by Jian Gucheng, the current chief saint of Wanjian Sect.
Different from the loneliness and desolation of Yijian Peak, on Gujian Peak, the mountain is full of elixirs, the glow is dazzling, rows of cranes are flying in the sky with branches in their hands, and groups of spiritual apes are jumping and galloping in the mountains and streams!
There are many disciples busy on the top and bottom of the peak, most of them are good-looking female disciples.
These disciples are not disciples of the side peak, but disciples of the main peak, but they are willing to be busy at this peak!
Just because Jian Gucheng is the chief saint son, he is likely to become the sect leader or supreme emperor in the future.
These disciples all want to be rich and powerful. Of course, this has a lot to do with Jian Gucheng's daily behavior of being very generous and gentle towards others. Many disciples from the main peak are willing to follow Jian Gucheng.
Even if I do some handyman work here, it doesn't matter.
Snapped!
In the main peak hall, a female disciple in an apricot-yellow skirt accidentally knocked the tea bowl to the ground.
If it were on a normal day, Jian Gucheng would not blame him, but would comfort him like a gentleman.
But today, Jian Gucheng was obviously in a very irritable mood, and his long and narrow eyebrows immediately sank!
“An eyesore!!”
With a wave of his hand, he slapped the female disciple away. The force was so strong that the beautiful cheek of the female disciple was bruised, and she let out a sad scream.
Seeing this scene, some other disciples in the hall trembled and fell silent!
It seems that he didn't expect that Jian Gucheng, who was always approachable, could be so cruel!
"Lord Holy Son, why are you so upset? Is it because of the newly promoted Holy Son - Ye Xiaoyao?"
At this time, a beautiful woman in the hall wearing a long Xingluo dress with rippled eyebrows asked.
During the inquiry, he waved all the disciples in the main hall to leave, and at the same time carried away the seriously injured female disciple.
"If it's not him, who else could it be!" Jian Gucheng said solemnly, with uncontrollable anger and jealousy flashing in his eyes.
"That Ye Xiaoyao is Gu Tianxing's apprentice. Not long ago, my clone met him in Nanzhou!"
"I didn't take this son seriously at the time. I thought that once Gu Tianxing died, no one in Wanjian Sect would be able to compete with me. But who would have thought that this son's swordsmanship talent is actually higher than Gu Tianxing's!"
"Even the founder of the sect recognized him as the master of the sky-cutting sword. Damn it! It really deserves to be damned!"
"If I had known this earlier, I should have crushed him to death like a bug when we were in Nanzhou!"
Seeing that there was no one else in the hall, Jian Gucheng could no longer take into account his usual gentle image, and shouted angrily one after another, his handsome face showing a ferocious look that he had never shown in front of others!
The woman in the Xingluo long dress stood up and stepped behind Jian Gucheng. A pair of jade hands as white as mutton fat gently squeezed Jian Gucheng's shoulders, and her fingers flashed with light, soothing the latter's anger.
At the same time, she lightly opened her red lips and said: "Lord Holy Son, no matter how talented Ye Xiaoyao is, he is only a small Sword King. Just find an opportunity to kill him. Why bother so much!"
"It's not that simple!"
Under the massage of the woman in Xingluo's long skirt, Jian Gucheng's inner rage gradually calmed down. He shook his head and said: "Now that he has been recognized as the owner of the Patriarch's Sword, it is equivalent to gaining the Patriarch's approval. If I kill him, I will definitely be killed by someone with ulterior motives." With the name of treason and evil, even my master who is the supreme elder dare not touch this kind of name easily, otherwise it will definitely attract those old immortals sleeping in the ancestor hall!"
At this point, helplessness rose in Jian Gucheng's eyebrows, "What's more, there is that old fox Xiao Tianhe who will secretly protect Ye Xiaoyao and want to kill him without leaving any trace. How difficult!"
Hearing this, the woman in Xingluo's long skirt shook her head and smiled, stopped pressing her shoulders, and began to gently rub Jian Gucheng's temples. The wonderful touch immediately made Jian Gucheng's face feel refreshed.
At the same time, the soft and soft voice blew into Jian Gucheng's ears like a spring breeze, "Lord Holy Son, back then you were able to defeat Gu Tianxing, the number one person among saints. Ye Xiaoyao, who was only in the Sword Emperor realm, had Why worry!"
"The rules of our Wanjian Sect prohibit disciples from killing each other, but they do not prohibit swordsmen sparring. Randomly find some disciples to approach Ye Xiaoyao in the name of sparring, and then accidentally kill Ye Xiaoyao or miss during the sparring. Kill him, even if Xiao Tianhe blames him afterwards, he can’t be blamed on the Holy Son!”
"Hmm! This is a way, but I'm afraid that Ye Xiaoyao won't accept the discussion!" Jian Gucheng raised his eyebrows.
"Don't worry, Lord Holy Son. Leave this matter to me. The result will definitely satisfy you!"
At this time, the woman in the Xingluo long dress lowered her head and pressed her delicate lips against Jian Gucheng's neck.
The breath from his mouth was like orchid, the fragrant wind entered his nose, and a fire suddenly rose up in Jian Gucheng's belly.
boom!
Jian Gucheng held the woman in Xingluo's long skirt in his arms with his backhand, and said with an evil smile: "Haha, I can rest assured that Tianji is doing something. In this case, I will reward you in advance!"
With that said, with a flick of his hand, Xingluo's long skirt immediately slipped down, revealing a flawless white jade body, with every inch glowing like clouds and dew. She seemed to be the most exquisite beauty in the world!
"Thank you for your love, Lord Saint Son. Tianji is willing to serve Lord Saint Son forever in this life!"
Tianji's cheeks were red and her eyes were as charming as silk.
Soon, waves of charming sounds could be heard in the hall, and the spring scenery was endless.
