At noon on this day, a white shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air on a remote and misty coast in Xizhou.
This white shadow is Xiang Shu.
As soon as he landed, there was a roar in Shu's body, and his spiritual roots changed rapidly. Fortunately, the landing place chosen by Calvary was extremely tricky and no one heard anything.
Slightly suppressing the changes in his body, he quickly walked away from Shu, until he reached the top of a barren mountain, then sat down cross-legged and let go of the restrictions.
As soon as he let go, wisps of strange aura immediately poured in from his pores like crazy, and his muscles and bones roared in unison, with a sound like thunder, which attracted the woodcutter in the mountains to look up and watch.
"It looks like everything is going well today, why is there thunder?"
The woodcutter murmured, not caring to continue chopping firewood, and hurriedly packed up and headed home. It would be bad if the firewood got wet by the rain.
Xiang Shen stood on the cliff, quietly feeling the changes in his body, but his eyes were looking far away at the place where the brilliance gathered dozens of miles away.
There was a faint spatial fluctuation coming from there. Not surprisingly, it was the exit of the spatial passage set up by the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect.
In such an important place, there must be a monk with extremely high cultivation level from the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect, and maybe this monk is Li Yu.
Thinking of this, he looked back at Shu, a deep thought flashing across his eyes.
She had already planned what to do after arriving in Xizhou two years ago.
The first step in planning must be the mental approach.
But right now, she still knew nothing about Xizhou, so she had to find out the information first in order to make a clear target.
After a day and a night, the roar in Xiang Shu's body finally subsided. If you look inside your body, you can see that the meridians all over your body are as crystal clear as jade and are flawless.
The spirit of the perfect body is not low at all. After being tempered to the limit, it will reach the top level of perfection. With the five-layer "ancestral seal" bonus, it will have already surpassed the super level.
Now after some training in Xizhou, it seems that it has reached a certain limit and cannot continue to improve.
As for what the specific spiritual root should be, Xiang Shen didn't know.
Si Wuyue belongs to an ancient clan, and his talent for cultivation is only based on the depth of his bloodline, not his spiritual roots.
The person with the highest spiritual root talent that she saw from the Dongzhou classics was just a super-grade spiritual root. Who knows what the higher ones are called.
Xiang Shu didn't hesitate too much, and left quickly after the movement in his body completely subsided.
Two days later, Xiang Shu came to a rather prosperous medium-sized city.
The clothing of people in Xizhou is not much different from that in Dongzhou, but if you look closely, there are still some differences. Fortunately, the money used in the world is still gold and silver.
Throwing down a piece of broken silver, Xiang Shen came out of the clothing store and transformed into a young man with an ordinary face.
He pulled up the brim of his hat, lowered his head to Shu and blended into the crowd of people on the street, and started shopping leisurely.
An hour later, Xiang Shu was sitting in a restaurant, drinking by himself, looking out the window at the street from time to time.
There is a long distance between the two continents in this small town, and it is close to the Sea of Fog, making it a real border.
In such a remote place, among the ten passers-by, at least one person has a cultivation level. Occasionally, one or two alchemy monks can be seen flying through the air in a hurry.
The prosperity of Xizhou’s cultivation civilization can be seen from this.
"I heard that the disciples of the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect have arrived at the sword tower in advance, and here is a sword guarding disciple named Li Wansheng."
"real?"
"Someone has seen it with their own eyes, so it must be true."
Suddenly the sound of conversation came from the table at the back. Xiang Yu paused for a moment with the wine glass in his hand and listened attentively.
"It has only been eight years since the last time the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect opened its gates and recruited disciples."
"In recent years, the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect has been frequently targeted by the Pantheon. I am afraid that the number of disciples lost is more than what the outside world has reported. We are in a hurry to replenish new blood."
"If it is true as you say, the threshold for recruiting disciples of the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect will be lowered a lot this time. What a great opportunity!"
"Of course, no matter how it is targeted by the Pantheon, it is still the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect! Several cultivation families in the city have been making preparations for a long time." Z.br>
"If you can climb the high branches of the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect, you will be able to dominate the area immediately. Which family leader would not be tempted?
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"The grandson of the head of the Wu family, I heard that he is very talented in swordsmanship..."
Several people then chatted about the talented children of various major families. Xiang Shu listened silently for a while, then threw a piece of broken silver on the table, stood up and left.
A moment later, Jianlou.
Li Wansheng was sorting out the major cultivator families in the city at the table, and the lists were sent one after another, but there was a lingering irritation between his brows.
The candidate lists sent for nothing else but these families have very poor qualifications!
There are thirty-six people on the list, ranging in age from eight to sixteen years old. Only one person has a high-grade spiritual root, and the rest are all mid-grade.
If the sect was not in an emergency period, among the thirty-six people, there would probably be only one high-grade spiritual root that could enter the wall.
Nowadays, although the threshold for accepting disciples has been relaxed, the conditions are not too low. In addition to spiritual roots, they will also be tested on swordsmanship, mind, physical fitness, etc.
Li Wansheng estimated that if ten of these thirty-six people could pass the sect's examination, he would have to burn high incense.
"well……"
Li Wansheng put down the list and sighed.
What bad luck!
This city is located in a remote place, and the situation of other senior brothers should be much better. In this routine ranking for recruiting disciples, he will probably be at the bottom.
Ranked at the bottom, he naturally doesn't get the sect's rewards for recruiting outstanding disciples, and he still has to stay here until the sect's assessment.
It's only the beginning of September now, and the sect's assessment is at the end of November, a full two months...
Thinking of this, Li Wansheng couldn't help but feel even more depressed. The spiritual energy outside was weak, and his cultivation efficiency was much lower than within the sect.
Thinking of this, Li Wansheng suddenly felt a breeze blowing on his face.
The windows and doors are closed, where is the wind coming from?
Li Wansheng felt a chill in his heart, and without raising his head, he immediately made a secret to summon the flying sword, but found that his whole body was wrapped in golden runes at some point, and he couldn't move.
"Restricted?!"
He was shocked and turned pale. The moment he raised his head, his eyes were suddenly struck by a pair of deep pupils. He was instantly robbed of his consciousness and his expression became sluggish.
Xiang Shen withdrew his gaze and casually unlocked the restriction.
The method she used was just a simple soul-stirring technique, but the souls in the foundation-building stage were so weak that they fell into control easily.
He waved his sleeves to summon a chair, seated himself in front of Shu Shi, and asked casually: "What is your name? What is your status in the sect?"
"Li Wansheng, I am a disciple of the Sword Master." Li Wansheng replied stiffly.
Xiang Shenliu raised his eyebrows slightly, "How many generations of disciples has Sword Attendant been in your sect?"
"For a named disciple."
Named disciple.
Xiang Shen narrowed his eyes slightly. Li Wansheng's cultivation at the peak of foundation building could be used to enter the inner sect in Dongzhou in the past, but in the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect, he was just a registered disciple?
Here, there is a difference of three ranks.
"The Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect is a fifth-grade sect?"
When Xiang Shen asked this question, Li Wansheng nodded.
The fifth grade sect!
Xiang Shen's eyes flashed, "What is the name of the Wanmai Sword Sect's method of suppressing the sect?"
"There are four mental arts in our sect, which are called the Four Great Sword Codes!"
Li Wansheng's face was dull, but he answered quickly, "I only know that one of them is called "Five Elements Sword Code", and I don't know the names of the other four."
Xiang Shen looked slightly surprised. He actually had four sects' mental skills to suppress them. With such a foundation, he was worthy of being one of the three dominant sects in the Western Continent.
She then asked, "How can a disciple of your sect be qualified to practice the four major sword canons?"
It is the dream of every sect disciple to practice Zhen Sect's mental method.
Li Wansheng obviously had not thought much about this matter, and immediately said: "If we want to practice the sword canon, we need to break through the pill to become an infant, become a true disciple, and we need to understand at least one prototype of the sword intention before we can choose a sword canon to practice. "
Xiang Shu frowned slightly when he heard this, but he was not surprised.
Since she is a Zhen Sect mind method, the threshold for practice cannot be low. However, even if she fabricates her identity and sneaks into the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect, she will not be able to do so in a short period of time.
Have access to the sword code.
And if the cultivation level of this physical body is pushed to the Nascent Soul stage in a very short period of time, and then the sword intention is exposed, I am afraid that what awaits is not the sword canon, but the investigation of the Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect.
The Ten Thousand Meridians Sword Sect is like this, and the other two sects are probably the same.
This road is blocked.
After pondering for a moment, Xiang Shen said slowly: "What if you understood the meaning of the sword before the Nascent Soul stage? Does your sect also have such rules when it comes to treating swordsman geniuses?"
"Of course not."
Li Wansheng seemed to have thought of something, and his tone was filled with envy instinctively, "If you understand the rudimentary form of the sword intention before having a baby, you can not only choose a sword code to practice, but you can also choose an inner sect elder to become a disciple and receive guidance!"
Xiang Shen's eyes brightened slightly, "What if you are a natural swordsman genius and just realized the rudiment of the sword's intention by the door wall?"
"Senior Sister Yuan Su!"
Li Wansheng blurted out a name, "Senior Sister Yuan Su has a super-grade spiritual root. The sect took the test to understand the prototype of the sword's intention. She is a genius! The sect directly granted the sword canon to practice!"
"very good."
Xiang Sheng showed a satisfied expression and said, "Li Wansheng, you are very tired. Please rest at your desk for a while."
"yes……"
Li Wansheng sat down obediently as he was told, bent over his desk and closed his eyes. Not long after, he heard a snoring sound.
Xiang Shen smiled slightly, waved his sleeves and put the chair back to its original position, then fiddled with the "Deception" array plate, erasing all traces of his past, and then turned around and disappeared.
An hour after she left, Li Wansheng finally woke up.
He scratched his head blankly, but he didn't remember that there was a breeze blowing. He only remembered that he was suddenly very tired, so he lay on the table and fell asleep.
But even so, he still noticed something strange.
After all, he is also a foundation-building monk, and he hasn't done anything with anyone in the past few days. Why is he so tired for no reason?
"Did you fall into the plan of the Pantheon?"
Li Wansheng became vigilant, and immediately touched the storage ring and took out a white talisman with a faint fluorescence.
He threw the talisman into the air, muttered something for a moment, and then stabbed the talisman.
The talisman seal immediately made a "boom" sound and spontaneously ignited without fire.
A wisp of green smoke rose up, circled around Li Wansheng, and quickly extinguished itself. The talisman and seal also turned into ashes and fell to the ground.
Nothing happened.
Li Wansheng breathed a sigh of relief. The Qi-seeking talisman did not respond, which proved that no one else came to the house while he was asleep.
Too.
Li Wansheng smiled bitterly, how could he, a small swordsman, be qualified to be targeted by the Pantheon?
I'm probably really tired of worrying about recruiting disciples during this time.
