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Chapter 426: The King of Power

Zhong Lin shook his dizzy head, stood up with a confused look on his face and looked around, but then his pupils shrank, and he looked at the shocking scene, unable to calm down for a long time.

There is no such thing as the Tianjian Peak Arena.

There is also a mountain in front of him, but compared to Tianjianfeng, it is taller and towering into the clouds, like a giant blade piercing the sky, and its body is full of swords. From a distance, it looks like a sword mountain formed by swords.

These swords included spiritual weapons, mysterious weapons, and even treasures that Zhong Lin had never seen before, as well as some rusty and dilapidated ordinary weapons.

The only thing they have in common is that these swords all exude a sword spirit.

These sword intentions are obviously not subordinate to each other, but they are integrated into one in this mountain. The colorful sword beams rush out, dyeing half of the sky into rainbow light, like a dream.

Zhong Lin only felt that his own sword intent was aroused, and it even resonated vaguely.

"Disciple, how is this Sword Pavilion?"

A hearty voice suddenly rang in Zhong Lin's ears, waking him up from his sword intent. The voice was like thunder, and the powerful spiritual energy made his mind slightly dizzy.

At some point, an old man with untied white hair and a vigorous face stood beside Zhong Lin. He sat barefoot on a piece of bluestone, holding a huge wine gourd in his hand and pouring wine into his mouth from time to time.

You can smell the rich aroma of wine from a long distance away.

The most important thing is that the old man was clearly standing in front of him, but Zhong Lin could only see him with his eyes. When he closed his eyes, he felt that there was nothing in front of him, and even his spiritual thoughts could not observe him.

Zhong Lin's pupils shrank. He was a master. Although he didn't know his specific level of cultivation, he was definitely a master.

Zhong Lin did not dare to neglect it and quickly bowed and said, "Zhong Lin, I pay my respects to you, Senior."

Snapped!
A strong gust of wind suddenly hit Zhong Lin on the back of his head, causing him to stagger.

"Call me Master."

"Teacher...Master?"

Zhong Lin's eyes were blank and he was at a loss.

Unexpectedly, the old man's face lit up with joy. He hung the gourd around his waist, stood up, and said with satisfaction, "Hey! Good disciple."

"what?"

"I am Xi Xuan, the Thunder Sword King. How come I am not worthy to be your master?"

Xi Xuan narrowed his eyes, pretending to be dissatisfied. At the same time, a burst of sword energy rushed into the sky. All the swords inserted in the sword pavilion hummed and trembled continuously, as if they were about to fly out at any time.

Under this sword intent, Zhong Lin felt like a small boat in the ocean. The perfect sword intent that he was proud of was now compressed in his body, and he dared not move at all.

The three words "Thunder Sword King" seemed to explode in Zhong Lin's mind like thunder.

Not everyone dares to take the word "king". Ordinary princes and nobles are not counted. In the martial arts world, only those who have broken through the king realm are qualified to be granted the title of king.

There are four powerful kings in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land. This is information that every disciple must know.

Thunder Sword King, Mountain Guarding King, Sky Burning King, and Taixu King.

Xi Xuan, the Thunder Sword King, was an elder of criminal law at the Heavenly Sword Holy Land and a powerful king. His thunder sword wielded across the Eastern Wilderness, making many demon cultivators and warriors tremble in fear.

His mind was full of information about "Thunder Sword King Xi Xuan", but he couldn't match him with the very sloppy old man in front of him, not to mention that a dignified king wanted to take him in as a disciple. He wouldn't even dare to think about it in his dreams!
"Master, is this your new junior disciple? Why does he look so silly?"

A lazy voice was heard, followed by a man wearing a blue brocade robe. He exuded an air of laziness from head to toe. He looked lazy, without any demeanor of a dancer, but more like a dandy young man from a wealthy family.

Pfft!
The next moment, Zhong Lin knelt on the ground like a golden mountain tipping over a jade pillar, kowtowed three times. "Disciple Zhong Lin, I have wandered for half my life, and I only regret not having found a wise master. I am grateful that the elder has not abandoned me, and I am willing to accept you as my master."

The speed is so fast and the posture is so smooth.

Zhong Lin's sudden action startled the two people in front of him. The lazy young man even raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhong Lin with a half-smile.

Nonsense, this is a powerful king, and also the punishment elder of the holy land. It would be unfair not to become his disciple when meeting such a person.

"Hahaha, fine, fine, Zhong Lin, from now on you are my third disciple. Get up!"

Xi Xuan laughed heartily, raised his right hand, and an invisible force lifted Zhong Lin up, his face full of smiles.

"Thank you, Master."

Zhong Lin's face was also full of excitement. Wasn't this the reason why he had worked so hard to win first place in the outer disciple competition?

To create the immortal golden elixir and become a disciple of a powerful king, this can be said to have far exceeded the set goals. How could Zhong Lin not be excited?

"This is your second senior brother. You also have a senior brother who is not in the sect. I will introduce him to you later." Xi Xuan said with a smile.

"Zhong Lin, meet Second Senior Brother."

"Okay, okay. Since our eldest brother is not here, we are the only brothers in Jiange. Let's get closer to each other in the future."

The lazy young man looked Zhong Lin up and down with a smile on his face.

"Zhong Lin, let me see your golden elixir."

"Yes, Master."

Zhong Lin did not dare to delay. He opened his mouth and the golden elixir spurted out. The dazzling golden light showed its extraordinaryness.

The lazy young man also stared at the immortal golden elixir floating in the air. At this moment, he understood why his master had to use his magical powers to snatch this junior brother from the hands of other elders.

Immortal Golden Elixir!
As long as nothing unexpected happens, there will be a great opportunity in the future to step into the king realm and become a powerful king.

Don't underestimate this opportunity. There are countless warriors in the entire Qingyuan Realm, but only a few can take the last step to become king. The Immortal Golden Pill is known as the foundation of the strongest martial arts, so it is obvious that it has infinite potential.

"Okay, it really is the Immortal Golden Elixir. What's more rare is that you have already comprehended the sword intent to perfection. It's worth it for me to sacrifice my old face to snatch you away." Xi Xuan laughed.

"It is my honor to be able to become Master's disciple. This is a once-in-three-lifetime opportunity for me." Zhong Lin said respectfully.

boom!
Xi Xuan looked up into the void, then his face darkened.

"Second brother, take Zhong Lin and tell him about our Jiange first. I'll go deal with those old guys."

After he finished speaking, he turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky. Not long after, bursts of rumbling sounds came from the void above his head, and five-colored light rain fell from the sky, which was very beautiful.

"Brother, this..."

"Don't worry about these old guys, just get used to it. Come on, I'll take you for a walk."

After saying that, he pulled Zhong Lin and flew towards the distant mountains.

"I know you're a little confused, but who allowed you to forge the Immortal Golden Elixir? The Immortal Golden Elixir is the legendary foundation of the strongest martial arts. It's even more difficult to win first place in the Outer Disciple Competition, gain the sect's attention, and be accepted as a disciple by Master. Don't you see that the other elders are also vying for you? It's just that Master is quicker."

(End of this chapter)