Players complained that this NPC killed people without blinking an eye

While exchanging pleasantries with the old man, Gu Yeming quietly used a reconnaissance skill on the other party.

[You have used the reconnaissance skill on???]

[Reconnaissance.....]

[Reconnaissance successful! Below is the attribute panel for Tianjian Sect's leader, Sword Saint, Li Qingming.]

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Well, as expected, the strength assessment is demarcation level +.

The area for cultivating immortals is much stronger than most areas. The leader of a large sect like this is assessed to be at least at the boundary level or above.

In this way, the previous guess can be roughly confirmed.

Judging from the nature of these immortal cultivation sects, there must be a person similar to the Supreme Elder behind the Tianjian Sect.

Li Qingming raised his hand and said with just the right amount of enthusiasm:

"Mr. Gu, please. The main hall has prepared cloud tea. I hope you will be willing to teach me the way of the sword."

Before he finished speaking, the disciples on both sides pushed open the gilded hall door at the same time, and the scent of sandalwood mixed with sword energy from the inner hall wafted towards them. Twelve jade pillars with coiled dragons supported the dome, and the luminous pearls inlaid on them made the four three-meter-square sword carvings of "Heaven rewards hard work" shine brightly.

Stepping into the hall, Zhang Haomiao and the other two looked at the Bagua sword formation diagram inlaid with meteorite iron on the ground. They unconsciously slowed down their pace and looked around in surprise.

"Brother Gu, please take a seat." Jian Xiaoyue gestured to the jade carved chair next to the main seat, and then retreated to the position below Li Qingming.

The sect leader personally picked up the gilded teapot. The tea pouring from the spout formed a sword shape in the air, and only turned into an amber liquid when it fell into the teacup:

"This is a thousand-year-old cloud tea. It must be brewed with sword intent to taste its true flavor."

"Mr. Gu, why don't you enjoy your tea first? I have already notified the other high-ranking officials of Tianjian Sect, and they will be here soon."

Hearing this, Gu Yeming picked up the teacup and took a sip. The moment the tea entered his mouth, countless sword moves flashed through his sea of consciousness.

Oh?

Gu Yeming raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled faintly:

"It really lives up to its reputation. This tea contains a hint of sword spirit, and only those who are proficient in swordsmanship can taste its meaning."

After saying that, Gu Yeming put down the teacup, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the sword pattern on the cup wall:

"Master Li's hospitality reminds me of the ancient ritual of 'discussing swords over tea'."

Before he finished speaking, there was a continuous sound of sword sounds outside the hall. Twelve sword lights broke through the clouds, penetrated into the main hall, and sat down one by one on the seats on both sides.

Where the sword light dissipated, twelve figures appeared.

The gray-robed old man in the lead had white hair that fluttered in the wind, and the ancient sword tassel hanging from his waist was wrapped with golden lightning patterns. When he sat down, the sword intent he brought with him actually plowed a half-inch deep gully on the ground.

The middle-aged woman on the left gently stroked the transparent jade sword in her hand. The sword body was flowing with moonlight like water, and the air rippled wherever it passed. The black-faced strong man on the right crossed his arms across his chest, and the huge broadsword on his shoulder had not yet been unsheathed, but it had already pressed the floor so hard that it creaked under the weight.

The others all looked at Gu Yeming calmly, with surprise flashing in their eyes from time to time.

"Elders, this is Mr. Gu Yeming." Li Qingming raised his hand to signal, his eyes scanning the subtle changes in everyone's expressions:

"The champion of the Ninth Domain Competition, and also... a boundary-delimiting supreme being."

Demarcation level!?

This sentence was like a heavy bomb, causing a huge wave of shock in everyone's heart.

They naturally knew Gu Yeming, the champion of the 9th Domain Competition. He defeated Jian Xiaoyue in the competition and won the championship in the future. He was very famous.

But what they never expected was that this Gu Yeming was actually a powerful person at the boundary level! ?

Wasn't it still at the Disaster Level a while ago? How did it reach the Boundary Level in such a short time?!

Except for the top Calamity-level elders, some of the Boundary-level elders present were secretly amazed.

As cultivators who have spent a long time, they know very well how difficult it is to reach the boundary level.

Becoming a Disaster Grade cultivator is already the best among the best, and reaching the Boundary Grade will only make you even more outstanding!

To become a boundary-demarcating supreme being, all the factors are indispensable. In addition to constant and diligent practice, adventure is also the most crucial part!

Obviously, if the Gu Yeming in front of him was not an old monster who had lived for a long time, then the reason why he was able to enter the boundary level was obviously because of some unknown adventure!

It's so enviable...

The top Calamity-level elders present were quite emotional. They had been stuck at a bottleneck for a long time and naturally knew the importance of adventure.

Some people can never get anything in their entire life, while some people can get some treasure just by falling off a cliff.

This is what is often referred to as "luck" in the world of immortal cultivation.

It seems that Gu Yeming is also a man of luck.

The bronze teacup of the grey-robed old man tapped lightly on the table, making a clear sound. Amazement flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he blurted out praise:

"To have reached this level at such a young age, Mr. Gu is truly an astonishing talent."

The sword tassel wrapped with golden lightning patterns at his waist swayed slightly, as if responding to his master's praise: "I, an old man, have practiced hard for thousands or even tens of thousands of years to achieve this. The young are truly to be feared, the young are truly to be feared!"

The middle-aged woman's fingertips brushed against the jade sword, and a soft moonlight-like light swirled in the hall. She smiled and said, "No wonder I heard that Master Gu shocked the demon cultivator Chi Tianya into unconsciousness with one move. Seeing him today, I know the rumors are true."

"I also watched the competition back then, and Xiaoyue confirmed it. Your Excellency Gu's swordsmanship is very different from ours. If you have time in the future, I hope you will teach me and we can have more exchanges."

Gu Yeming picked up the teacup. The amber tea reflected everyone's kind faces. He took a sip, nodded, and smiled.

"Thank you for your praise, elders. There are many talented people in Tianjian Sect. I was thinking of asking you for some advice."

As he spoke, he used his reconnaissance skill on everyone present.

The grey-robed old man, the middle-aged woman and the black-faced burly man were all assessed to be at the boundary level in terms of strength, so of course they were all at a normal level.

The rest of the elders were assessed at least at Disaster Level+ in strength, so it was no wonder that Jian Xiaoyue was appointed an elder at such a young age.

"Hahahahaha!"

The black-faced burly man on the other side laughed heartily, his voice like a loud bell that shook the night-shining pearl on the dome. He slapped his thigh heavily, and the broadsword he was carrying made a dull sound when it hit the ground:

"Okay! I like straightforward people like you, Mr. Gu!"

He gulped down a large gulp of wine, which dripped down his gnarled beard.

"Sir Gu, why don't we wait until we finish this cup of tea before we actually have a fight! I haven't met an opponent for my broadsword in ages!"

He grinned widely, revealing two gold-studded canines.

"Alright, alright, Elder Wang, please be patient." Li Qingming, who was sitting in the main seat, raised his hand to signal with a kind smile in the corner of his eyes:

"Don't worry, Elder Wang. Mr. Gu has come from afar. How can we not give him a warm welcome first?"

Just as he finished speaking, clear and melodious music of a zither was heard from outside the hall. Seven girls in plain clothes entered one after another, holding guqins in their arms. Their fingertips brushed the strings, and they condensed twelve phantom sword moves in the fragrance of tea.

The grey-robed old man twirled his beard and nodded, "This is the 'Seven-String Sword Intention' of my Tianjian Sect. It incorporates music into the way of swordsmanship. Your Excellency, please take a look—"

Before he finished speaking, the sound of the guqin suddenly became passionate, and the sound from the fingertips of one of the girls turned into sword energy, accurately splitting the tea mist suspended in the hall.