This Sword Cultivator Is Too Steady

Xie Qingyun summoned Lin Yao in Azure Cloud Palace to make final preparations for the Sword Sect's western expedition. At the other end of the eastern region, there is also a story going on.

Zhongshan spirit vein.

The main hills of the Torch Dragon Hall are crowded with people day after day and are extremely lively.

Recently, the two races of Human Demon have been fighting forever. In addition to bringing a tense atmosphere to this sect, it also makes this sect more lively than ever. There are frequent exchanges of cultivators and material transfers.

The more lively the main hill, the more deserted the mountainside where the Ancestor Master is located.

If this Ancestor Master hadn't received a discipline in the past few years, and barely added some popularity to the mountainside, it would be a cold word.

However, this kind of cold scene, for Wang Daode, seems to be a very indifferent thing.

He has always been the "weird" in the eyes of everyone. He doesn't like to make trouble. It seems that there are only a few citrus trees in his eyes.

Wang Daode stood quietly in front of the orange trees, staring at the small trees he had taken care of for many years, startled in a daze.

"Master." At this moment, a gentle voice came from behind him.

The old man nodded and sighed, "I heard you Zhao Ancestor Master say that the middle spirit domain is gone?"

"Yes, the middle spirit domain Dao Sect is actually Demon Race sect, the high-level cultivator is the Demon Race demonic cultivator.

Under their combination of inside and outside, Wannian Xiongguan passes Dragon City and falls overnight." The master of the voice is Wang Daode’s only discipline, a black suit. Mo Yan clothed.

He reported the situation respectfully and heavily.

"I also heard that, except for Sword Sect to help the Middle Spiritual Realm, other Dao Sects are preparing to temporarily abandon the Middle Spiritual Realm?" Wang Daode's eyelids kept shaking, and his heart became even more intense. It's a slight tremor.

Mo Yan bowed his head slightly, "This is their decision."

"Stop the loss in time."

Wang Dao Dao laughed inexplicably, laughter The meaning is difficult to understand.

"Do you know which of the Seven Grand Dao Sect is the strongest?" he asked suddenly.

Mo Yan was stunned. He didn’t understand why the master suddenly asked like this. After thinking about it carefully, he cautiously said: "Is it the Grand Purity Palace?"

The magic cultivator tradition , The voice in the cultivation world has always been the biggest.

So logically speaking, Grand Purity Palace should be the most powerful as Dao Cultivation Sect, right?

The old man shook the head and asked, "Do you know how many people Sword Sect has?"

"More than three thousand people." Mo Yan quickly replied.

Sword Sect has always been the most unique sect in the entire cultivation world.

"Then do you know the whole human domain, which sect is the least to provoke?"

"Sword Sect." Mo Yan replied without the slightest hesitation.

"Why?"

"The sword cultivator is used to kill and establish the sect, so the Sword Sect dísciple seeks revenge for the slightest grievance, the most killing, the most unreasonable, sect The style is simple and courageous," Mo Yan said.

"That is to say, the most generous." Wang Daode summed it up.

Mo Yan is slightly nodded, I feel that the words "to be free" to describe Sword Sect really can't be more appropriate.

General sects don’t talk about the Dao Sect level. Even if they are only top sects, they will start to "terrified and over-cautious" in the face of various disputes, calculate various gains and losses, and act wisely.

But Sword Sect is not like this.

Sword Sect is always inspiring.

The most famous example occurred in the Chang'an Year.

At that time, Human Race had just finished the first Dao Demon battle and was in the ascendant stage. Sword Sect was also a strength great injury. It was recuperating and accumulating strength.

At that time, there was an extremely powerful wild witch clan on the western grasslands of the Eastern Region. There was even a nine-level wizard in the clan. At that time, it could be regarded as a powerful force in the human domain.

The nine-level wizard was to practice Magical Artifact and instructed clansman to slaughter all around the tribes, accidentally slaughtering a cultivation family under the command of Sword Sect.

At that time, Jian Sect sent a messenger to ask the savage witch tribe, asking them to surrender the murderer, and to plead guilty.

It's just that the wild witches have always been unscrupulous, and the slaughter of the tribes is based on the order of the nine-level wizard himself, if he handed over his men like this, what would clansman think of him?

Not only is there no reward for doing things for you, but you have to pay for your life?

Doesn't he lose all prestige among the group?

Furthermore, Sword Sect was in unprecedented weakness at the time. How could it be possible to fight for a small subordinate?

On the contrary, I can gain a lot of fame by contradicting Sword Sect's deeds.

In line with these considerations, the nine realms wizard made a decision to make himself regret for life.

He drove away the messenger of Sword Sect, and sent a sentence back, "Skills can be killed but not insulted."

So Sword Sect fulfilled his wish.

Sword Sect mobilized all of them and mobilized most of their forces to expedition to the wilderness.

The savage tribe became terror-stricken at the news, so terrified, the wizard of the nine realms quickly sought peace.

But it's too late.

Open the bow without turning back the arrow, the sword will be stained with blood after it is out of the sheath.

Sword Sect cultivator has been fighting for half a month, from the edge of the wild to the center, and finally in front of the wizard of the Nine Realms, and he replied with a word.

"If you want dignity, you can trade your life."

Then, the nine realm wizard was under the three-foot sword.

The wild tribe that once flourished was completely ruined because it mistakenly cut a small cultivation family under the command of Sword Sect.

Of course, behind such a beautiful ending is Sword Sect paid a huge price for it.

The expedition when Sect was at its weakest further weakened the power of Sword Sect, and even caused Sword Sect to fall into wind and rain for the next thousand years, almost from the position of Dao Sect. Up and down.

But what comes with it is, "Those who commit my Sword Sect, no matter how far away you are you will certainly be punished." After that time, this idea was completely imprinted in the hearts of the cultivator of the world. , So that everyone has to weigh in their hearts when facing Sword Sect cultivator.

What really chills the world cultivator is that during that expedition, Sword Sect whole family cultivator, no one raised an objection.

Whole family talk.

There will not be a second sect like this in the world.

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"But it is not enough to be able to survive. Even if a five-year-old child is dead, will it make the adult strong man afraid?" Wang Daode replied. road.

Mo Yan startled, seems to have realized, "Master, what do you mean?"

"Sword Sect has only three thousand people, and it is so overbearing, but it can make the world sect Fear like a tiger," Wang Dao Sect leisurely said: "After all, it’s not because Sword Sect is the most strong in the Dao sect on the land of Human Race."

"Seven Grand Dao Sect stands in the world, There must be the strongest, but the world has never heard of the strongest Dao Sect, and it is also because the strongest Dao Sect is Sword Sect."

"For any other Dao Sect that has this strength, Everyone will vigorously promote this name."

"But the group of sword cultivators in Sword Sect always only have swords in their eyes. They never care about these false names, nor do they need these false names, so naturally they will not actively promote it.

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As for the other six Dao Sects, it is even more impossible to take the initiative to contribute to his prestige, which led to this situation."

"However, although there is no publicity on the surface, the strength of Sword Sect is everyone I know it all in my heart."

"so that's how it is ......" Mo Yan let out a long sigh with emotion.

Wang Dao Dao turned around and looked at Mo Yan. His eyes were full of emotions that he had never seen before. "Our Torch Dragon Hall started from the original Ancestor Master Wang Puxian. The biggest goal is to lead the Torch Dragon Hall to Dao. Sect."

"However, due to various factors, the position of Dao Sect is already full, there is the suppression of the Grand Purity Palace, our lack of strength and regional disputes..... .. In short, Dao Sect has been in the foreseeable future."

He said softly with a smile: "But, this opportunity is here."

Mo Yan was shocked and suddenly Understand the meaning of Wang Daode, cry out in surprise: "Master, do you want to... rush to the spirit realm?!"

"Spirit Sect is Demon Race sect, so naturally If it’s not me, Human Race Dao Sect, then, Human Race Dao Sect will have a place free."

"Zhongling domain now lacks a Dao Sect."

" Since they all chose to abandon the Middle Spirit Realm, if we can support the Middle Spirit Realm and repel the Demon Race, then our Torch Dragon Temple will be regarded as the overlord sect of the Middle Spirit Realm."

"Western Mountain and Sea Trial Choosing to abandon the middle spirit realm, but our Torch Dragon Palace will not let it go!" Wang Dao's voice became more agitated.

"Can we really repel the Demon Race?" Mo Yan asked subconsciously: "That is a Demon Race. Our Torch Dragon Temple is in front of this power...maybe not Too much to see."

"Isn't there Sword Sect?"

"Sword Sect?"

"Sword Sect can become the most strong in the world Dao Sect, naturally has its truth, we follow Sword Sect to learn, even if we can not become Dao Sect, there is absolutely nothing wrong!" Old Daoist screamed loudly.

"And..." The old man paused, his eyes were erratic, and a trace of confusion and worry flashed through, muttered: "I have to consider whether this is our Torch Dragon This is the only opportunity in this life."

It has been too many years.

Their Torch Dragon Temple has been stepping on the spot or even retreating. Dao Sect is right in front of him, on the other side of the river, but in the foreseeable future, there is no bridge to cross the river.

Nowadays, with a bridge in front of him, even if he is not sure whether the bridge will collapse halfway through, he can only brace oneself and walk up.

Because, if you miss this bridge, no one knows if there will be another bridge.

"We have discussed with Zhao Jade Cauldron and Yan Hanqing as our teacher. The three of us will stay in the Western Regions and the Mountain and Sea Trial. As for the rest, we will follow Sword Sect to support the Central Spirit Region. "

"The reason why I tell you this time is because our Torch Dragon Temple and Sword Sect are in the Western Region and the other in the Eastern Region. There has never been much overlap.

But This time we support the Middle Spirit Realm, we must be led by Sword Sect, follow Sword Sect scheduling, and need to be online with Sword Sect."

"And you, have a secret relationship with Sword Sect Shao Zong Lu Qingshan. "

"So, you will be responsible for the connection."

"In addition..." Wang Daode's voice suddenly stopped.

Mo Yan lifts the head still in shock, looking towards his Master blankly.

I saw azure clothes Old Daoist closed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes in contemplation.

Next moment, Wang Daode put two fingers together and wiped his eyebrows tremblingly.

Therefore, a faint Flame Mark appeared on the center of his eyebrows, gradually drawing out the golden light.

Golden light gathers, condenses into one point, slowly breaks away from the eyebrows of Wang Daode, and floats in the air.

After a while, the golden light disperses.

A gray, mung bean-sized black seed appeared in front of Mo Yan.

Wang Daode waved his hand, and the black seed floated towards Mo Yan. After a while, it merged into Mo Yan's eyebrows and disappeared.

"This is?" Mo Yan was puzzled but not worried.

He knows that Wang Daode will not harm him.

"Fire, the fire of everlasting fire," Wang Daodehao's eyes were still slightly closed and did not open, "I have given you away."

"Eternal fire?!" Mo Yan was amazed. .

Torch Dragon Temple cultivator, who doesn’t know this fire?

This is the Arcane Fire mastered by the first Ancestor Master Wang Puxian of the Torch Dragon Temple, and it is the top three fire in the sky on the Arcane Fire list.

It’s just that the long life fire disappeared with the fall of Wang Puxian’s Ancestor Master and never appeared in the world.

Most people in the world think that the longevity fire has disappeared, and Mo Yan also thinks so.

But he didn't think about it, now that the fire of the everlasting fire appeared in front of his eyes, what was even more expected is that Wang Daode even gave this extremely precious fire to himself.

"You are my only discipline. The everlasting fire is the legacy of my father. I will give it to you. It is natural and righteous. There is no need to make a fuss about nothing." Although Wang Daode did not open his eyes, he Put the surprise of the discipline into "eyes", opened the mouth and said.

"When Wang Puxian Ancestor Master fell, the eternal fire lost its eternal life, so it was suddenly extinguished and remained unburned for thousands of years," Old Daoist slowly said: "In recent years, I have re-cultivation of this fire species. The vitality has been restored, and there may be a long-lived fire at any time."

"Your burning body can refining the Arcane Fire in the world, and use the Arcane Fire divine force to feed yourself back."

"As Arcane Once the eternal fire on the Fire list re-ignites, you will refining it again, ascending to the skies with a single leap, this is your good fortune and opportunity." Wang Daode said again.

He has already confessed what he has explained, turned around, shook his hand, and slowly said: "Go back."

"Also, come back alive."

Mo Yan feels Wang Daode’s voice and demeanor today are full of exhaustion, and the whole state of the person is extremely strange, like...like a dying old man talking to the younger generation The last words are general.

"Okay." Finally, he nodded hard, his throat a little dry.

He cup one fist in the other hand gave a salute to the Master, stepped back, and turned back down the mountain.

As soon as Mo Yan left, Old Daoist's arms drooped suddenly, limp, resting on his side weakly.

He was lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The ability of Li Qiubai Sword to open the door for the teacher who can’t learn, and the ability to open the way for the world sword cultivator, even to open the way for you is so reluctant."

"Mo Blame me for my incompetence."

Wang Daode finally opened his eyes.

The blood flowed from his eyes, like a waterfall, dripping and terrifying.

If you want the eternal fire to rekindle, you must be able to live longer.

Let me live forever and exchange it for a long life.

.........

I don't know when, an azure clothed daoist quietly appeared beside Wang Daode.

Torch Dragon Hall, Nine Realm cultivator Zhao Jade Cauldron.

"Uncle, is it worth it?"

"There is nothing worth it. Sword Sect can become the most strong in the Dao sect in the world because they can afford it. I learned Sword Sect today, so why don't I give it a try?"

"But what if this is a dead end?"

"I would rather make a mistake than do nothing. "

"........"

Sizzle.

At this moment, the citrus trees planted in the Torch Dragon Palace in front of Old Daoist suddenly made a rustling sound without wind.

The two Taoists looked at the citrus tree quickly.

I saw the branches and leaves full of trunk and shriveled branches in this brief moment, as if they were accelerated by the passage of time, withered and fallen off completely at an unimaginable speed.

At the same time that the old leaves fell off, the new buds that had just grown up not long ago were also flourishing and alive at the speed visible to naked eye, turning from soft green to bright green.

In the bright green leaves, there is a strong fragrance.

Old Daoist, wearing an azure daoist robe, trembled in his heart, shaking his right hand with little power left, pushed aside the bright green leaves, and looked inside.

His eyes are still dripping with blood, and tears are always running at this moment.

There, a small white flower is in full bloom.

It is already a cliff, and there is still a lot of beauty.

She is laughing in the bush.