Tian Yuan

"She said she wanted to see the peak of kendo, and I gave her this opportunity."

Chen Qingyuan's tone was calm.

"Alas!" Peach Blossom Fairy sighed softly: "I hope Su Yatou can handle this fate!"

Even though it was Peach Blossom Fairy, she was somewhat surprised, let alone others.

The Sword Sea Abyss above the Xuanling Holy Land already exists, and countless practitioners come from afar just to take a closer look.

Some of them wanted to get their swords back and were anxious for fear of losing their swords.

The sword intent surrounded the cracks in the starry sky for more than ten days.

News of such a terrifying sight spread very quickly, attracting many powerful people in Cangyu Province.

"Fellow Taoist, I haven't seen you for many years. I'm fine. May I ask what caused this incident?"

"Such a terrifying sword intent, is it a strange phenomenon from heaven and earth, or is it the work of some powerful person?"

"This matter must be closely related to Xuanling Holy Land."

"I am an old man who has traveled more than a hundred galaxies and came here to ask for a cup of tea."

The elders of many holy places could not sit still and came to visit one after another to find out the reason.

Faced with inquiries from powerful people from all sides, Xuanling Holy Land simply said: "I don't know."

The visitor is a guest, and there is enough tea.

As for what news I want to know, I'm sorry, I really don't know.

Without Mr. Chen's permission, Xuanling Holy Land did not dare to reveal a word.

I once heard my grandmaster describe Mr. Chen as one of the top men in the world, and he told a lot of things that were far away from him. This time I saw the strange scenery of the Sea of ​​Swords with my own eyes, and I had a true understanding of it, and I was as awe-inspiring as a god.

Ordinary disciples could not see anything about the miscellaneous room. They only felt that the scene was grand and could not catch a trace of fluctuations in the law. They just thought they were looking at a strange scenery.

Ouyang Che, who has been a beginner for five years, although he is in a shabby room, his soul is in the sea of ​​stars, as if he is swimming in the sea of ​​swords without any hindrance.

"I...see it clearly."

Ouyang Che didn't understand what this meant, his eyes flashed with strange colors, and he murmured to himself.

Thousands of sword cultivators were blessed by this vision.

"I understand, I understand!"

Some cleared away the fog ahead, knew how to move forward, and shouted excitedly; some realized the truth with a single thought, and the shackles that had troubled them for many years were broken, and their strength increased greatly.

The more advanced the person is, the more he can understand how terrifying the phenomenon of the sword sea is.

"If you can't find it, stop immediately. Don't get hurt."

A group of old men tried to use the laws of vision as a guide to find the source.

It's a pity that I don't have enough strength to do it.

Some guys didn't believe in evil, so they tried to make calculations, but they were counterattacked by the power of the vision, vomiting blood, and their breath was disordered.

"Wow—"

It lasted for half a month. Sword Dao Changyuan disappeared, and millions of swords returned to their original owners.

There were people standing outside the holy place, and it was dark. They were having heated discussions, and shock words were rolling up like a wave.

The strong men from various sects were never able to find any clues, so they had no choice but to leave in disappointment.

"This matter must be related to Xuanling Holy Land."

The great masters firmly believe this.

The strange sight of swordsmanship appeared in the sky above Xuanling Holy Land. No one would believe it if they said it had nothing to do with it.

Saint Su Qianran still stood in the same place, immersed in a special consciousness space, and a relatively vague sword shadow condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The Ancestor, Holy Master and others watched secretly, hoping that Su Qianran would not disturb the Taoist mind.

"buzz"

A wave of ripples appeared from the surface of Su Qianran's body, and her distracted eyes gradually became clear.

Looking down at the Linge Sword stuck at his feet, he slowly stretched out his hand and held the sword tightly.

"woo"

The sword hummed and vibrated slightly.

Su Qianran stood with the sword in hand. The sword was strong and showed no signs of breaking.

Seeing this situation, the nervous Holy Master and others looked happy, no longer worried, and secretly said: "The sword's heart is not damaged, and the future is promising."

On the surface, Su Qianran did nothing. In fact, her soul seemed to turn into a faint sword light and went to the starry sky, and she was lucky enough to have a glimpse of the scenery at the top.

This gave Su Qianran a huge impact and almost made her heart unstable.

Fortunately, she endured it for more than ten days and finally managed to hold on.

The moment she held the sword, it meant that Su Qianran accepted herself as small as dust and strengthened her determination to reach the top.

If she does not die in the future, she will surely leave some traces in the prosperous world and be sung by countless people.

"I...maybe understand what Grandmaster said."

At this time, Su Qianran truly understood Peach Blossom Fairy's actions and words.

"Until I reach the top, I only know that Mr. Chen is very strong, but I don't have a specific idea. Now that I am lucky enough to experience the feeling of standing at the top, I know how strong Mr. Chen is and how unreachable he is."

"Perhaps I won't be able to catch up with you even if I try my best in my whole life. I won't even be able to touch your back."

"Even so, I still won't give up. Only by standing at a high place can we see the true prosperity."

Su Qianran said to herself.

Suddenly, it was like returning to the scene when we first met.

If she does it again, she will definitely not give up the opportunity to become Chen Qingyuan's maid.

Now, it's too late.

The attendants of extraordinary people are also outstanding people and will not be mediocre people.

She knew she didn't deserve it.

The so-called proud daughter of heaven is only relative to others. If you really want to compare with the top monsters in the world, the light will be obscured, not so shining, and look ordinary.

"Girl, are you okay?"

The Holy Lord appeared and expressed concern.

After all, he is the only direct disciple, so he has high hopes.

"Master, I'm fine, I made you worried."

Su Qianran hid her complicated emotions and bowed.

"Mr. Chen waved his sword to guide you. This great kindness must not be forgotten."

When the Holy Master thought of the strange scenery of the Sword Sea, his soul trembled uncontrollably. Because any random ray of law in that sword sea has enough terrifying power to obliterate the Holy Lord.

"My disciple understands and will not dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Chen in the slightest."

Su Qianran nodded.

"Do you know? After the sword was swung by Mr., it broke the Taoist hearts of many sword masters." The Holy Master told the recent events, and he was both excited and shocked: "As far as I know, there are five famous sword masters. The sword master for many years tried to peer into the laws of the sword sea, but due to lack of strength, he was seriously injured and his Taoist conscience was damaged. "

Listening to these words, Su Qianran opened and closed her red lips, not knowing what to say. The awe in my heart was even stronger.

I thought that this would be the end of the matter and everything would return to calm.

Unexpectedly, a new situation emerged, which caught people off guard.

Above the Xuanling Holy Land, there is a void twisting.

Then, the void shattered, and a crack about one hundred thousand feet long appeared, still expanding. The twisted and weird scene is like a ghostly underworld, exuding a suffocating atmosphere.

"boom"

A giant hand transformed by an unknown law protruded from the crack, and its target was the Xuanling Holy Land.

To be precise, it was not aimed at Xuanling Holy Land, but someone within the Holy Land.

"Who?"

Chen Qingyuan and Peach Blossom Fairy both stood up at the same time, with solemn expressions on their faces, as if facing a formidable enemy.