Chapter 388

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Chapter 388

Outside the Sword Washing Pond, those talented heroes who have passed the test are gathering their sword intent.

Brilliant brilliance passed by one after another, turning into various phantoms of sword intent in the void, either scorching hot or violent, with different auras, and the pressure of the swords emitted are also different.

At the isolated peak, Lei Yuanguang, Tang Yunhuan, and Su Lengliu were still standing silently. Their gazes looked downwards, flashing brightly from time to time, and their expressions were quite satisfied.

This trial is related to the Sword Cleansing Pond, where geniuses and heroes from various dynasties and kingdoms gather. The talents of these people can be said to be outstanding, and the sword intent condensed will naturally not be too weak.

On the flat ground not far from Xijianchi, Chu Xingyun was sitting cross-legged.

He closed his eyes and kept adjusting his breathing. At the same time, his mind was spinning rapidly, recalling the scenes that happened just now.

"I have come into contact with so many sword masters before stepping into Wanjiange. Although this is somewhat unexpected, it is not a bad thing. It can let me understand the strength of Wanjiange, especially the appearance of Fan Wujie. Let me confirm those rumors!"

In Chu Xingyun's mind, the figure of Fan Wujie slowly emerged, and the cold light in the depths of his eyes became thicker.

In the last life, Chu Xingyun had never been in contact with Wanjiange.

When he rose up, Wanjiange had already changed from person to person, and there had been several generations of characters changed, but Fan Wujie was firmly seated as the pavilion master, ruling Wanjiange for a hundred years.

At that time, Chu Xingyun heard many rumors about how sinister and overbearing Fan Wujie was. In order to achieve his goal, he would use any means and even sacrifice the interests of Wanjiange.

Therefore, from the moment Fan Wujie appeared, Chu Xingyun was secretly observing Fan Wujie. His words and deeds seemed gentle and uncontested, but deep in his heart, he was always calculating.

When the Poxuan Sword appeared, Chu Xingyun keenly discovered that there was a cold aura in the body of the sword. Before that aura touched his body, it gave him a feeling of tarsus maggots, which was extremely cold Mori.

Therefore, Chu Xingyun directly rejected Fan Wujie, did not accept any offer or help, and did not want to contact him for the time being.

"With Fan Wujie's tyrannical nature, what happened today, he will definitely remember in his heart. Although he will not take action against me, he will definitely make some small moves. From this point of view, before I secretly investigate, I need to be careful. Advanced training is to increase your hole cards."

"All actions must be considered in the long-term and must not be sloppy!"

Chu Xingyun repeatedly warned himself in his heart, opened his eyes, hid all his emotions, got up and walked towards the direction of Xijianchi.

When he was thinking, all the talented heroes had already condensed their own sword intent, their faces were mixed with joy and sorrow, but more, they were looking forward to entering the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion immediately.

Chang Chixiao and his group had already left. They had no face to stay here and simply left. At the head of the crowd, Yun Changqing stood proudly, looking up into the distance, as if waiting for something.

Hurrah!

Just at this moment, a gust of turbulent wind blew, raging fiercely, and rolled up billows of smoke and dust.

Everyone looked around, but they saw more than a dozen huge flying spirit beasts rushing towards the void in front of them, with their wings spread, covering a small piece of the sky, and the speed was astonishingly fast.

Not long after, those flying spirit beasts landed in front of the crowd, each of which could accommodate a hundred people, and they were extremely powerful.

"Get on the flying spirit beast, follow me." Yun Changqing took the lead to grab the flying spirit beast, and immediately, a group of people hurriedly followed, not daring to neglect in the slightest.

call!

The body of the flying spirit beast soared into the air, its wings fluttered, and it flew towards the distance immediately, passed through the Xijian Mountain Range, and came under a stretch of mountains.

"In front is Wanjian Mountain, the foundation of Wanjiange." Yun Changqing pointed forward with a hint of pride in his voice.

The crowd looked around and saw that in the distance, among the continuous mountains, there were soaring peaks everywhere, as straight as swords, and the mountains were covered with green trees, and many palaces were built.

Countless waterfalls hang upside down on the mountain peaks, pouring down like countless jade dragons.

And in the deepest part of the mountain, shrouded in clouds and mist, faintly revealing a huge city in the sky, suspended in the air, with a majestic aura, even if you stare at it like this, you have a feeling of worship.

"This is where Wanjiange is?" The crowd exclaimed, the scene in front of them was so shocking that even the King's Palace couldn't be compared with it, the gap was far away.

"Wanjiange!" There was no shock in Chu Xingyun's eyes, but a ray of light flashed past, but soon, this ray of light dissipated and returned to calm, no one noticed the change.

Soon, the group arrived under Wanjian Mountain.

Under the gaze of the crowd, seven or eight figures rushed over. They first saluted Yun Changqing and the others, and then their palms flew, making complicated marks in the void.

There was a rumbling sound, and in front of the majestic mountain in front of you, thousands of sword lights burst out. The sword shadows flew, and the ling light pierced through the air. Along with the frantic storm, everyone's robes were blown away.

"Sword formation!" Chu Xingyun had sharp eyes and quickly discovered the source of these sword lights.

Wanjiange is good at swords, and even better at sword formations. Almost any disciple knows how to set up sword formations to defend against the enemy together.

This point, he has personally experienced.

The sword array in front of me is so huge that it covers the entire Wanjian Mountain.

The level, I am afraid it has reached the seventh level, and this is only the mountain protection formation. In the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, there will be more sword formations.

Under the leadership of Yun Changqing, a group of people entered Wanjiange smoothly. While walking through, many people let out exclamations and looked around, as if entering a new world.

Even Xia Qingcheng's beautiful eyes were wide open, and she couldn't stop screaming.

Regarding this, Yun Changqing and the others looked at each other with a smile, did not stop them, and sometimes explained to let everyone know more about Wanjiange.

"When you first entered Wanjiange, you were just ordinary disciples. Before you became true disciples, this place was where you lived." The flying spirit beast came to a wide flat ground, and Yun Changqing pointed to the many courtyards ahead. , said loudly to the crowd.

Wanjiange disciples, regardless of old or new, are divided into ordinary disciples and true disciples.

In the realm of the earth spirit, they are all ordinary disciples. Once they step into the realm of the heavenly spirit, they can become true disciples. The resources and status they get are completely different, and the gap is quite large.

The area Yun Changqing refers to is the residential area of ​​ordinary disciples. Each of them has an independent courtyard. The courtyard is well-furnished and has everything you need. The distance between them is quite far, which is very suitable for meditation.

"Wanjiange is worthy of being one of the six major sects in the Northern Wilderness. Even ordinary disciples are treated so well."

"I heard that the living quarters of the true disciples are located on top of the peak, and each one is comparable to a king's palace. Not only are there disciples who are handymen, but even the alchemy room and the forging room are well established and have everything you expect."

The crowd began to discuss in low voices, and the fiery colors in their eyes became more intense. They all wanted to step into the realm of the heavenly spirit as soon as possible, so as to obtain a better living environment and cultivation resources.

"In the residential area, people have already been arranged. They will take you to your respective courtyards. Tomorrow, someone will take you to familiarize yourself with the various parts of Wanjiange." Yun Changqing waved his hand, and the flying spirit beasts began to land.

"Luo Yun!"

At this moment, Lei Yuanguang suddenly spoke and stopped Chu Xingyun.

Chu Xingyun turned his head, but saw Lei Yuanguang falling beside him, and said loudly: "Your living courtyard is not here, but there..."

His voice was loud and thunderous, which shocked everyone.

Almost subconsciously, the crowd looked in the direction Lei Yuanguang was pointing at, their eyes filled with astonishment, like a tide gushing out!

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