The Immortal Sword Descends, Shocking the Dynasty

Si Qingxue silently closed his eyes, unaware of the chaotic and unusual phenomena that had arisen behind him between heaven and earth.

Heavenly lightning emerged from the void, tearing apart space.

Ink-colored flowing clouds disappeared from between heaven and earth and then reappeared, seemingly existing, yet not belonging to this world.

This was the Myriad Tribulation Thundercloud, which could only be drawn from its birthplace by the awakening of an extremely powerful genius!

The entire ten thousand disciples in the martial arts arena raised their heads, their faces aghast as they looked at the constantly evolving phenomena.

“Sect Leader! Sect Leader!”

In the Purple Forbidden Tower, Ji Xin was drinking tea and discussing with the elders how to deal with Lin Huaian, but suddenly sensed something was wrong.

He and the elders looked out the window and were immediately frightened by the sight.

A disciple hurriedly ran into the pavilion, gasping for breath, and shouted, “Sect Leader! Senior Brother, Senior Brother…”

“What? What happened to Huaian?” Ji Xin asked quickly,

“Could it be that this Myriad Tribulation Thundercloud was attracted by Huaian?”

“No, no, it’s even more terrifying…” The disciple gasped for breath, still in shock, and said,

“Senior Brother, he, with an ordinary iron sword, drew a sword mark, allowing Junior Brother Si Qingxue to comprehend the supreme sword intent and become a peerless sword cultivator!”

Bang!

An elder shivered, and the porcelain cup filled with tea slipped and shattered on the ground.

“What?” Ji Xin said in disbelief, “Huaian, he actually…”

“Myriad Tribulation Thundercloud, Myriad Tribulation Thundercloud!” An elder suddenly became excited,

“This is the Myriad Tribulation Thundercloud. Our sect will have another genius with the help of Lin Huaian! And a peerless sword cultivator genius!!!”

“Sect Leader, you have taken in a good disciple.” An elder said with a gratified look.

Ji Xin thought to himself, ‘You motherfucker, you were just saying that Lin Huaian should go back to his hometown to farm, and now you’ve changed your face?’

He stood up, looked at the noisy scene in the martial arts arena from afar, and finally slammed the table and said,

“I want to go to the martial arts arena myself to see!”

Martial arts arena.

Lin Huaian looked at the endless sword intent that Si Qingxue was exuding, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

When the people next to him saw Lin Huaian’s appearance, they realized that what Lin Huaian said was true. Only a future peerless sword cultivator could understand his sword mark.

His sword mark seemed unremarkable, but did it contain the supreme Dao? No, it couldn’t be said that it might, it definitely contained the supreme Dao!

Liu Yan was already dumbfounded. The cold iron sword fell to the ground unconsciously, as if it had lost its original spirituality. The sword body became dull, and even the light reflected on the surface of the sword body seemed so turbid.

At this very moment.

Holy Word Dynasty, Holy Court of the Capital.

The National Preceptor was performing the star plate calculation day after day in order to catch a glimpse of the secrets of heaven.

The daily calculations were always the same, and nothing new should happen today, he thought.

But just as the star plate turned to the location of the Tianming Sect—

In an instant, the Sage Pavilion, which housed the statues of past sages, suddenly bloomed with endless brilliance.

A holy spirit-like pillar of light shot straight into the sky, illuminating every corner within a thousand miles!

“What happened, National Preceptor?” This scene shocked the entire capital.

The people of the Holy Court rushed to the National Preceptor’s location, asking in a panic.

The National Preceptor’s eyes were already dull.

He reached out and pointed to the Tianming Sect, opening his mouth with the last of his strength and said, “Tianming, there is, a person carrying the fate of a peerless genius… born…”

As soon as the words fell, he fell heavily into the arms of the guard next to him.

Just digesting this trace of the secrets of heaven had exhausted him, and his divine sense was exhausted.

It would probably take half a year to barely recover.

Far away, in the Purple and Gold Palace.

A man wearing a yellow robe embroidered with dragon patterns and surrounded by holy aura walked to the balcony, looked at Tianming from afar, and murmured,

“Could it be that my Holy Word Dynasty is finally going to have a True Immortal of the Great Dao?”

At the same time.

The other major holy lands.

All the holy lands seemed to have been greatly impacted.

Law Star Holy Land.

An old man with gray hair looked at the direction of Tianming in surprise:

“This is… the Myriad Tribulation Thundercloud?! How is that possible? Isn’t Lin Huaian already crippled? Whose Myriad Tribulation Thundercloud is this?

Could it be that the Tianming Sect not only has a congenital Ancient Holy Body, but also a reincarnated sword immortal?!”

Thousand Machine Gate.

A woman with a stunningly beautiful appearance looked at the distance with shocking emotion:

“Sword Immortal, it’s actually a Sword Immortal… Ji Xin, how many things are you Tianming Sect hiding from us?”

Eternal Holy Land.

In the back mountain of the Holy Land, the white-haired ancestor who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years suddenly woke up, broke through his seclusion, and ordered in a shocked voice:

“Prepare people! This old ancestor wants to go to the Tianming Sect in person to meet this reincarnated sword immortal!”

Dragon Martial Holy Land.

The man with the true dragon phantom floating behind him lowered his eyes, looked at the gate of heaven and earth like a water curtain in front of him, had nothing to say, just sighed softly.

Countless turbulences arose one after another.

In this instant, the Central Continent was shaken like an earthquake.

The major holy lands were filled with shock and incomprehension.

The lords of the holy lands were in shock and looked at the Tianming Sect together.

In Tianming Sect.

Lin Huaian watched Si Qingxue’s expression gradually change from pain to calm, and then to joy.

The sword intent of the Great Dao flew all over the sky, and then completely returned to one place.

Si Qingxue broke away from the state, and the first thing he did was not ecstasy, but knelt heavily in front of Lin Huaian, shouting with all his strength:

“Thank you, Senior Brother Lin, for the kindness of teaching and imparting knowledge. Qingxue will never be able to repay it in this lifetime!”

Although he tried very hard, his voice still sounded very soft and pleasant, like a spring breeze in a stream. Si Qingxue realized this and became even more resentful.

But at this moment, Lin Huaian reached out and directly helped him up, shaking his head and said, “Don’t despise yourself like this.”

“But, but Senior Brother…” Si Qingxue suddenly felt like crying, “My voice, my appearance, are not worthy of having the qualifications to bear your kindness…”

Lin Huaian smiled and rubbed Si Qingxue’s head, patted his shoulder and said,

“You are very good now. Qingxue doesn’t need to change yourself for anyone. Isn’t it good to become a sword cultivator like this?”

Si Qingxue finally couldn’t help but cry when he heard this.

He buried his head in Lin Huaian’s chest and cried loudly. His original appearance was extremely soft and beautiful.

Now, he looked no different from any girl. Even compared to other ordinary girls, Si Qingxue’s appearance was even more seductive.

Everyone didn’t have time to pay attention to the ambiguous posture of the two at this moment.

They were all stunned, because they all heard Si Qingxue’s words—”Thank you, Senior Brother, for the kindness of teaching and imparting knowledge. Qingxue will never be able to repay it in this lifetime!”

Originally, everyone was just guessing, but Si Qingxue’s gratitude was undoubtedly a heavy hammer hitting everyone’s hearts.

Liu Yan knelt on the ground dejectedly. He couldn’t accept the reality.

It turned out that Lin Huaian was not joking from beginning to end.

Only he was the clown who talked to himself and was blindly arrogant.

Lin Huaian was really a person with supreme sword intent.

The sword mark he casually drew could turn the waste who was bullied by him every day into a peerless genius.

It turned out that he really understood what sword was, instead of talking nonsense and making things up.

The one who could understand the sword mark was a peerless genius.

He couldn’t understand it, and Si Qingxue understood it, so he was promoted to be the body of a supreme sword cultivator.

Didn’t that mean that he was not even as good as Si Qingxue?!

Then, what if he was compared with Lin Huaian…

He recalled what Lin Huaian had said about the sword just now, and he didn’t dare to think about it any further.

Li Tao stared blankly at Lin Huaian. Unconsciously, Lin Huaian’s position in her heart had been constantly rising.

It turned out that Lin Huaian was not just an ordinary Ancient Holy Body.

Although the Ancient Holy Body itself was not ordinary, everyone couldn’t imagine that Lin Huaian was actually a sword master.

In one breath, cut off the stars in the sky, with one finger, make the boundless earth fall, with one leaf, block the road to the afterlife, and with one sword, destroy the ages.

Who else but Lin Huaian could say such arrogant words?

“You did a good job,” Lin Huaian straightened Si Qingxue’s body. In this process, he inevitably touched a few soft places, but Lin Huaian’s expression remained unchanged, and he continued to speak with great righteousness,

“Junior Brother, from now on, you will be the strongest sword cultivator in the entire Tianming Sect, and even the top ten holy lands. But I will not accompany you on the road after that, do you understand?”

Si Qingxue nodded quickly: “Qingxue understands that the path of sword cultivation lies in oneself. Blindly pursuing the replication of the former will be counterproductive.

Those who are like me will live, and those who learn from me will die. Qingxue must walk the road ahead by himself.”

Yay! Good! This Junior Brother is smart!

Then I don’t have to pretend to be a gentleman anymore!

Lin Huaian looked calm on the surface, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

Everything was going according to his plan. Next, he only needed to let Si Qingxue practice by himself and not pester him all the time.

Lin Huaian would no longer have to worry about his realm being exposed.

Good, very good!

Lin Huaian originally thought that Si Qingxue needed to be fooled by him again, but he didn’t expect it.

He was really worthy of being the son of destiny.

He understood a lot and didn’t need to come on stage himself.

He smiled and handed the iron sword to Si Qingxue, his eyes showing some hints.

This time, Si Qingxue really understood what Lin Huaian meant, so he picked up his ordinary iron sword, closed his eyes and leaned forward slightly.

In the dark, a dark black dragon suddenly appeared from the void.

He opened his eyes and saw that on the iron sword, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and countless scarlet flower clusters were constantly spreading from Si Qingxue’s feet to the ground.

From a distance, it was like a black giant dragon entrenched in the sea of flowers.

Sword intent.

The surrounding disciples swallowed their saliva and showed envious and jealous eyes.

This was the sword intent that belonged only to Si Qingxue!