Chapter 151: Ten-year agreement, overwhelming the world

At this moment, the Zhenwu Mountain was already boiling with excitement.

As Tianjian Zhenren left, everyone finally began to vent their long-suppressed cheers. The faces of the Zhenwu disciples were all enthusiastic. This battle really made their blood boil.

The strength of the sword demon had already made them feel scared. That kind of demon sword was simply not something that should exist in the world, but Tianjian Zhenren was even better.

Especially the many seedlings who had just joined the sect, they were secretly determined to become as powerful as Tianjian Zhenren in the future.

Sometimes.

Martial arts talent is not the most important.

After having talent, perseverance and character are more important. A good goal and role model are enough to benefit people for a lifetime and can provide strength when encountering difficulties. Now, Tianjian Zhenren has undoubtedly become such an existence in the hearts of many Zhenwu disciples.

Luo Wentian was full of emotion.

He looked at his master silently and saw the amazement in each other's eyes.

Only the two of them knew that Tianjian Zhenren was only eleven years old now.

Their trust in Ning Qi became even stronger.

In addition to many Zhenwu disciples, the warriors who came from afar to watch the battle were also very excited, and they felt that this trip was worthwhile and that they had waited for so long.

"It's hard to imagine that Tianjian Zhenren is so powerful. I originally thought that Zhenwu Sect would benefit from the prince, but now it seems that the prince may benefit from Zhenwu Sect one day." Chen Xing and Chen Yue sighed.

Tianjian Zhenren refreshed their cognition again and again, and they were sincerely happy that their prince could find such a good master.

Zhuri Jian Wang whispered to several disciples of Luori Jianzong around him:

"You go back first, I will stay in Zhenwu City for a while."

After seeing Tianjian Zhenren's peerless swordsmanship with his own eyes, he was already itching to comprehend the sword monument here for a while.

The people of the Sunset Sword Sect were embarrassed:

"Grandfather, this..."

The Sun-Chasing Sword King frowned and shouted coldly:

"What, I don't even have the power to move freely?"

Everyone hurriedly said in panic:

"Grandfather, we dare not, but... we also want to stay here for a while..."

The Sun-Chasing Sword King was stunned, and then waved his hand with a smile.

Such scenes can be seen everywhere.

Many peerless masters may be hiding their identities, or they may be aboveboard. Most of them plan to stay near Zhenwu City for a while. Whether it is the Zhenwu Sword Monument or the Wandao Tower, they will usher in an explosive climax.

Everyone sighed:

"When we came here, I'm afraid no one expected that Tianjian Zhenren would win so easily. The strength of Dao Mo is not the slightest bit exaggerated. It's just that Tianjian Zhenren is stronger. He is almost the strongest person under the Martial Saint. With such strength, even the old man Tingfeng, who is ranked first on the Heavenly Man List, may not be his opponent."

"Although Dao Mo was defeated, it was still an honor. Although he failed to break through to the Martial Saint realm, it also gave a direction to the later ones. Such existence has been very rare for such a long time."

"I don't know if we can still see Dao Mo after he was defeated by Tianjian Zhenren this time."

Sighs sounded everywhere. If Dao Mo retired from the world, it would be a great loss to the martial world.

When everyone was discussing it.

Ning Qi was calm and calm, but he also felt that it would be a pity if Dao Mo disappeared from the world like he did 20 years ago. His eyes flashed and he made a decision.

...

The old man with disheveled hair walked barefoot in the forest.

The Sword Demon left Zhenwu Mountain, walking aimlessly. He looked up at the sky, and there was some confusion in his dark pupils.

He failed to break through the realm, and his remaining life span was only about a hundred years. What should he do next?

He lost his goal in an instant.

The sword path has reached the ultimate realm, and it will take a long time to accumulate to move forward. The difficulty is not necessarily lower than stepping into the martial saint realm.

In the remaining hundred years, he didn't know what to do.

Or, it seemed that everything he did had lost its meaning.

Because it was destined to fail.

Even with the Sword Demon's temperament, he was a little desperate at this moment. This failure to break through the realm made him waver and doubt his martial arts.

"Perhaps... it is better to perish in the previous breakthrough. What's the point of leaving this broken body?" The Sword Demon whispered and paused.

A cold voice sounded:

"If that's the case, can you accept it?"

The Sword Demon's body shook, he turned around, and a black-robed Taoist appeared behind him without knowing when. He said hoarsely:

"What advice does the Immortal have?"

This 'Heavenly Sword Immortal' was not the Wuxiang Gangshen, but Ning Qi himself who had changed his appearance.

Ning Qi looked at the somewhat depressed Sword Demon in front of him, and shook his head in disappointment:

"If you have only this kind of heart, I really shouldn't have saved you just now."

The Sword Demon's pupils shrank, and he remained silent.

Ning Qi stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, his words were light but full of domineering that the Sword Demon could not understand:

"A hundred years, isn't it too little?"

He thought so from the bottom of his heart. Since he set foot on the martial arts, it has only been eleven years. He could not imagine what realm he could reach if he was given a hundred years.

The Sword Demon was stunned.

There was a thunder explosion in his mind.

In a hundred years, why can't he continue to fight for a way out?

He looked back on his life. At first, he practiced sword and sang loudly. Then he practiced sword and sword together, which was beyond the reach of ordinary people. After that, he gave up sword and practiced sword. He only loved sword. From then on, sword reached the highest level. Along the way, he encountered many difficulties, but he never gave up.

But why did he suddenly have the idea of ​​giving up martial arts and even committing suicide because of the failure of breaking through the realm?

In an instant, he was sweating on his back and woke up suddenly.

He realized that the great fear he felt when he broke through the realm before made him have a demon in his heart.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Tianjian Zhenren and awakening him, he would have fallen into a confused predicament. This was not what he wanted.

The sword demon bowed deeply:

"Thank you Zhenren for waking me up. I owe you another favor."

First saved his life, and then helped him break the demon in his heart. This is a great favor.

He didn't say words like going through fire and water in the future, but just kept this love in his heart.

Ning Qi turned his back to Dao Mo:

"How about a deal?"

Dao Mo was stunned, and then said solemnly:

"Master, please speak."

Ning Qi said calmly:

"You help me guard Zhenwu Mountain for ten years, and within ten years I will give you a method of martial saint."

This is exactly why Ning Qi came to find Dao Mo. The situation of Zhenwu Sect is not very safe now. There are hidden threats from the Demon Sect and Nanjiang. He doesn't even dare to leave too far. If there is a strong man like Dao Mo sitting in charge, he can sometimes rest assured to go down the mountain for a while.

Moreover.

If Dao Mo is here, maybe he can exchange a few things about the road to martial saint later, which can also provide some inspiration for himself.

The pupils of the sword demon shrank sharply, and he looked at the back of the black-robed Taoist priest in disbelief:

"Is the Immortal so confident?"

He did not have any doubts about the content of the transaction. He had received two great favors from the Immortal Tianjian. Even if there was no return, it was not a big problem for him to stay in Zhenwu Mountain for ten or twenty years. After all, it would not delay his understanding of the sword. But what shocked him was obviously Ning Qi's promise to give him a martial saint method within ten years.

Having just experienced the failure of breaking through the realm, he knew how difficult it was.

Ning Qi smiled faintly.

He did not speak, but just stretched out his hand and pointed. In an instant, a demon sword intent burst out from him. The terrifying demonic nature was enough to distort the void. When the sword intent was about to hit the sword demon, it dissipated instantly, but the sword demon stood there like a sculpture.

How could he not be familiar with this sword intent.

"You...you...how could you..."

He was incoherent. Even when he was defeated by Ning Qi before, he was not so shocked. This was simply unbelievable. His sword intent was actually learned by others, and his realm was not lower than his.

What he saw almost overturned his worldview.

Ning Qi turned around and just smiled without saying anything.

The sword demon gradually came back to his senses, but the shock and horror in his eyes became more and more intense. He probably knew that Tianjian Zhenren learned his sword intent when fighting with him, but this...is it too against the will of heaven?

How could there be such a monster in the world?

At this moment, the black-robed Taoist in front of him was full of unprecedented mystery in his heart.

When he thought of Ning Qi's promise again, his heartbeat accelerated, and a hope surged in his heart. Maybe...Is there really a hope to get the method of martial saint? Even if it doesn't work in ten years, there is always hope in twenty years, thirty years, or even a hundred years.

The Sword Demon took a deep breath and asked the inner doubts:

"I am far inferior to the real person, why does the real person need me to sit in Zhenwu Mountain?"

Ning Qi said:

"I won't hide it from you. The Zhenwu Sect has offended the Demon Sect and Southern Xinjiang. Perhaps in two or three years, they will have a martial saint born. Although it is a martial saint achieved with the help of external forces, the Zhenwu Sect will inevitably be sacrificed at that time. Are you willing?"

How could I know.

After hearing this, the Sword Demon no longer hesitated.

His dark pupils shone with light, and he laughed:

"How dare I disobey the order of having the opportunity to fight with the martial saint? Since the real person is willing to trust me, I will not let him down. If the real person sets foot in the realm of martial saint in the future, please teach me."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Of course."

He felt much more relaxed, which showed that he was not wrong about the Sword Demon.

"Under normal circumstances, you can stay in the forbidden area behind Zhenwu Mountain. Most of the time, you don't need to take action. If I'm not here, the Zhenwu Sect will encounter a crisis that they can't solve, and I'll trouble you to help."

"Okay."

After that.

Ning Qi walked away leisurely.

There was no restriction between the two, but after fighting, they knew that they were the same kind of people to some extent. They were determined to seek the truth and would not break their faith in such things to make their martial arts will flawed.

The sword demon looked at the back of the black-robed Taoist priest, and was still amazed in his heart. The demon sword was still in front of him.

"Such a terrifying person is really overwhelming the past and present."

In the one-six-nine-one-book-one-bar, there is no wrong version!

Suddenly, he was stunned, thinking of Tianjian Zhenren's actions of setting up the Zhenwu Sword Monument and the Wandao Tower, and his eyes were even more shocked.

"Maybe... he can really walk out of the road of martial saint..."

The sword demon disappeared on the spot, and the confusion in his heart had disappeared.

He found the target again.

…

No one knew about the ten-year agreement between Ning Qi and Dao Mo.

But at this moment, the whole world was in shock. The details of the battle between Tian Jian Zhenren and Dao Mo spread to all parts of the thirteen states at an alarming speed, and even the land outside Da Yan was alarmed.

All the top martial arts sects on the side were shocked.

Some hidden families or sects heard about this.

The sword demon was really making too much noise.

The ups and downs that lasted for more than half a year came to an end in this situation. The prestige accumulated by Sword Demon finally became the wedding dress for Master Tianjian. After this battle, Master Tianjian's reputation has reached the peak of Great Yan.

Countless swordsmen were ecstatic.

Since the birth of Sword Demon, he has been ranked third in the Heavenly Human Ranking, and has steadily surpassed the fifth-ranked Sun Sword King. Finally, he was defeated by another peerless swordsman. Regardless of the peak combat power or the number of people in the Heavenly Human Ranking, the swordsman was comprehensively defeated. More than the swordsman.

Not to mention, Master Tianjian also reached the legendary realm of swordsmanship, and Sword Demon's realm of swordsmanship was only achieved with the help of Master Tianjian.

So far.

In the sword fight, the swordsman won in the end. From then on, swordsmen in the martial arts world became more and more numerous, gradually forming a crushing force. Countless swordsmen regarded Tianjian Zhenren as their idol and were proud of him.

There are discussions all over the martial arts world, and warriors are constantly rushing to Zhenwu Mountain to understand the Zhenwu Sword Monument and Wandao Pagoda.

Invisibly.

The power of Zhenwu Sect is also increasing day by day.

As long as Tianjian Zhenren is around, almost no one from the Zhenwu Sect dares to offend him. He is transforming at an astonishing speed every day. Luo Wentian is in pain and happiness. He is so busy every day that he can't even spare time to practice, but Watching the changes in Zhenwu Sect is also a joy from the bottom of my heart.

Nowadays, the Zhenwu Sect has become famous, and many powerful people on the Heavenly Ranking have heard about it and come to study the Zhenwu Sword Monument and Wandao Pagoda. This is because they have received the favor of the Zhenwu Sect and can form an effective deterrent to the Demon Sect.

Luo Wentian could obviously feel it.

The prying eyes of the demon sect suddenly decreased, which made him feel more at ease.

At this time, the atmosphere in the Demon Sect and Nanjiang was indeed somewhat depressing.

I originally expected that Master Tianjian would be defeated by the sword demon or even be severely injured by the sword demon, but unexpectedly, it was the sword demon who was defeated, which made Master Tianjian's prestige rise to a higher level.

"The master of swordsmanship has reached the realm. This master of Tianjian is really extraordinary."

Even if they were opponents, everyone in the Demon Sect could not help but sigh.

They know that there will never be more than two people of this level in the Demon Sect, and there may even be only one person.

Many high-level officials from the Demon Sect gathered together.

Lin Xueshuang has already gone to Shiwanda Mountain, but the other two deputy sect leaders are not in the first place. The one in the center is a silver-haired old man, who is the great elder of the Demon Sect.

"Great Elder, should I inform the sect master about this?" Xiang Tianxing suggested.

The silver-haired old man pondered for a moment and shook his head:

"No, the sect master has been in seclusion for a period of time. Since we don't plan to take action against Zhenwu Sect for the time being, there is no need to ask him to come out of seclusion. We can just let him continue to comprehend the martial arts."

Ghost Face sighed:

"I don't know what the current situation of the sect leader is. It has been a hundred years since he came to this realm, and he has the experience of many predecessors of the holy sect to refer to. If we can succeed, we can use the power of the holy elixir to create a martial saint, which will be enough for two years. If you are a Martial Saint, why should you be afraid of the Great Yan Martial Saint, and why should you join forces with those people in Southern Xinjiang!"

Everyone was silent. They originally had a certain degree of confidence in this, but the failure of the sword demon to break through the realm made his heart sink.

This road is too difficult.

Without external help, even if the life span of eight hundred years is exhausted, they may not be able to achieve it. They may have to continue to fumble forward from generation to generation, but they estimate that Great Yan will not give them that much time. After being entangled with Great Yan for these years, they Not without paying a price.

The Great Elder looked around at everyone and said seriously:

"Regardless of whether the sect leader can succeed or not, the matter of refining the holy elixir cannot be stagnant. The old Taoist Tianjian has such strength and cannot be underestimated. There is no need to worry about the Zhenwu sect for the time being. Stop those small actions and focus all your energy on it. On top of refining the holy elixir."

"I'm warning you again. The matter of the Holy Pill is the top secret of our Holy Sect. If anyone tries to spy on the secret of the Holy Pill -"

"die!"

After the words fell, a strong sense of oppression enveloped everyone, even the two deputy sect leaders were no exception. They all trembled with awe in their eyes.

"Yes, Great Elder!"

…

at the same time.

In southern Xinjiang, the situation is similar.

The top leaders of the tribe are discussing this matter.

The Southern Xinjiang Alliance is a union of many tribes. Naturally, it is not as centralized as the Demon Sect. The top power organization is called the Clan Elders Association, and the nine elders among them are all from the nine most powerful tribes. If they meet Major matters are decided by the vote of the clan elders.

However, the Southern Xinjiang Alliance has become closer and closer in recent years, and some assimilation has been carried out quietly. Now many tribes have put the interests of the alliance before the tribe, especially the new generation of young people.

Lan Yiyi was reporting on the battle between Master Tianjian and Sword Demon:

"Elders of the clan, this is the situation. Master Tianjian's current strength is unfathomable. Looking at our alliance, I am afraid that only Master Gu God can fight with him."

When she mentioned Gu God, her eyes twitched slightly.

Many clan elders were shocked.

"That day Jian Zhenren was hiding so deeply, and his mind was so deep that it was terrifying. Since he has already made a grudge, he must be killed in one fell swoop!" A rosy-faced clan elder said coldly.

But another tall and strong clan elder retorted:

"Sword Dao reaches the realm. With such a powerful strength, does it mean that Master Gu God must go there in person? You want to miss the important event of our alliance!"

"Then should we let the Zhenwu Sect continue to be so arrogant? Now the facts are clear. The Qingzhou stronghold was destroyed by the Zhenwu Sect. If we don't take revenge, our alliance will be ridiculous in the eyes of others!"

"A little intolerance will ruin a big plan. The great cause is the most important!"

The elders spoke one after another and argued endlessly. Some were radical, while others were conservative.

Lan Yiyi felt inexplicably annoyed, but she couldn't dissuade anyone without words, so she could only lower her head silently.

Finally.

A loud shout.

The elder of the Lanhe tribe said:

"Since we can't reach a consensus, let's do it according to the old rules. Let's vote. I think the most important thing now is to cultivate the Blood Emperor Gu. As long as there is a Wusheng Sheng, what does a mere Tianjian Zhenren count for? Why bother the Gu God at this critical point?"

Everyone was silent.

Then they voted.

In the end, the result was five to four, and all actions against the Zhenwu Sect were temporarily shelved.

The ruddy elder who spoke first had a gloomy face and was a little unhappy. He glanced at Lan He, then at Lan Yiyi, and suddenly smiled:

"Saintess, I wonder how your secret art is going? Don't miss the big thing."

The Southern Xinjiang Saintess, who had been silent, was shocked and said coldly:

"Don't worry about it, Elder Hongyan, Yiyi has been practicing hard."

After that, she bowed to the elders and left.

Watching Lan Yiyi leave, Lan He, with a gloomy face, suddenly exploded:

"Hongyan, you dog, why do you involve Yiyi in the affairs of a group of old guys? Do you think Yiyi's sacrifice is not big enough?"

The power of heaven and earth gathered in his body, and he was ready to take action if he disagreed.

Seeing this, the other elders hurriedly pulled Lan He and tried to persuade him, while blaming Hong Yan:

"Elder Hong Yan, this is indeed inappropriate. Don't mention it again next time."

Hong Yan snorted coldly and said nothing. He felt a little regretful, but he felt particularly refreshed when he saw Lan He's broken defense.

Lan Yiyi walked out of the pavilion and heard the faint quarrel coming from behind. She still walked expressionlessly, with a cold and uninhibited look all over her body.

Someone approached tremblingly and said carefully:

"Saintess, someone from the Demon Sect is looking for you."

"Who?" Lan Yiyi's eyes were full of frost.

"He claims to be Qin Yun."