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Being locked in Wu Qinglong's gaze, Xiao Chen suddenly felt pressured, as if being pressed down by a towering mountain!

The aura of Wu Qinglong is unfathomable, much stronger than the two kings of the Sword Immortal Academy. It is obvious that he is no longer a beginner in the king realm!

Xiao Chen withstood the pressure and nodded slowly, "It's me!"

Wu Qinglong looked at Xiao Chen, his eyes fixed, and a dark sword light flashed in his eyes!

Xiao Chen suddenly felt that his whole body was being watched, and all his secrets were exposed!

After a few breaths, a trace of astonishment appeared in Wu Qinglong's eyes. After another moment, astonishment turned into surprise, "Good! Good! Outstanding talent, sharp sword energy, at least Silver Seedling level!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of everyone in the field trembled, and they tilted their heads to stare at Xiao Chen, the horror in their hearts reached an unprecedented level!

Silver seedlings?

This Xiao Chen is actually a Silver Seedling level genius?

Originally, they thought that Xiao Chen was at most a Bronze Seedling. This was not to underestimate Xiao Chen, because Bronze Seedling was already very terrifying. In the Taixu Sect where there were so many geniuses, he could be considered outstanding!

But now Wu Qinglong actually said that Xiao Chen was a silver seedling, and a silver seedling of swordsmanship. This was a bit too scary!

The cold sweat on Lin Hu's forehead kept flowing, and his whole body began to tremble slightly!

Xiao Chen is actually a silver seedling!

It's over now!

He had deliberately humiliated Xiao Chen before and even tried to cripple him. He would definitely bear a grudge. With Wu Qinglong as his backer, even if Xiao Chen killed him, his master probably wouldn't dare to say anything!

"Would you like to become my disciple and become an inner sect disciple first?" Wu Qinglong looked at Xiao Chen and forced a smile on his usually solemn face. However, he seemed not to be suitable for smiling, and his smile was uglier than crying!

Everyone was in an uproar, stunned, and looked at each other, seeing disbelief in each other's eyes!

Inner disciple?

Wu Qinglong actually came up and wanted to accept Xiao Chen as his inner disciple?

"Palace Master Wu, Xiao Chen's cultivation is only that of a swordsman. Isn't it against the sect's rules for him to directly become an inner disciple?" Lin Hu said carefully.

"The rules are correct, but monsters can make exceptions! Do you dare to object to what this palace master says?" Wu Qinglong glanced at Lin Hu, his face calm, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Lin Hu instantly felt a terrifying pressure coming like a tide. His face turned pale and he quickly bowed his head to admit his mistake. "Disciple, I dare not. I have crossed the line!"

Wu Qinglong then withdrew his breath, and Lin Hu breathed a sigh of relief, secretly sighing in his heart that Wu Qinglong was indeed as domineering as the rumors said!

He just mentioned the sect's rules, but the other party actually attacked him directly.

The Black-Faced Sword King is not called that for nothing, he is a ruthless man who doesn’t talk much!

Wu Qinglong turned his gaze towards Xiao Chen again, "Are you willing... Hey! That's not right, why is there a black aura lingering between your eyebrows!"

At this moment, Wu Qinglong's face suddenly changed slightly, and he found something wrong!

When he used his spiritual sense to see through Xiao Chen before, the black gas had not appeared yet. But in the blink of an eye, the black gas appeared out of thin air!

Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, this is not good!

At the critical moment, the damn Thousand Disasters Curse struck again!

At this moment, he felt waves of chills coming from his body!

Wu Qinglong stretched out his dry and broad palm and placed his fingers on Xiao Chen's brow!

Noisy!

The black energy bit Wu Qinglong's fingers fiercely like a ferocious beast!

Wu Qinglong suddenly retracted his palm and looked down, only to see several tiny black scars on the pads of his fingers!

The scar was not deep, and the flesh and blood could be seen. There was a wisp of black air wrapped around the wound.

Wu Qinglong's face was horrified, "A Thousand Disasters Curse!"

He did not dare to be careless. A hint of sword energy appeared between his fingers, and the black air was slowly dispelled!

Everyone was shocked when they heard this!

A curse of thousands of disasters?

That is a notorious curse from ancient times!

Anyone who gets hit will die, and there is no solution!

This Xiao Chen actually has such an evil curse on him?

Lin Hu showed a look of joy. He was originally worried about Xiao Chen's revenge, but he didn't expect that there would be a sudden turn of events. Xiao Chen was actually cursed!

In this case, not only will Wu Qinglong not protect him, but others probably won't choose him as a follower either!

Wu Qinglong put down his hand and looked at Xiao Chen with a complicated expression, "Why do you have the Thousand Disasters Curse?"

"Replying to you, senior, I was attacked by the demon tribe not long ago, so I was cursed!" Xiao Chen said truthfully.

"With your talent, it's understandable that the demons want to harm you! But... this curse of a thousand disasters can only be broken by the Daotian Holy Pool of my Taixu Sect. However, the Daotian Holy Pool is extremely precious, and only the Holy Son and Holy Daughter can get a chance to cleanse and purify it! You can't go in!" Wu Qinglong sighed softly.

He really liked Xiao Chen. Although he was young, his sword skills were so strong that he had never seen anyone like him before in his life!

If it was something else, he would ask for it for Xiao Chen even if it cost some price.

However, the Daotian Holy Pool is the most precious thing of the Taixu Sect. It possesses the most ultimate power of light in the world. If one can enter it for baptism, he can get rid of the old impurities and be reborn, which is no less than a complete transformation. Even he is not qualified to get involved!

"There's actually a solution to the Thousand Calamities Curse? Don't ancient books say there's no solution?"

"I don't know either, but since King Wu Jian said so, it shouldn't be wrong!"

"So what if there's a solution? There's no way Xiao Chen can enter this Heavenly Saint Pond!"

There was a very light discussion in the field.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Senior, can the Saint Son and Saint Daughter enter the Daotian Holy Pool to wash?"

Looking at his hopeful eyes, Wu Qinglong showed a trace of pity on his face. "That's right! However, I advise you not to hold your hopes too high. Becoming the Holy Son of the Taixu Sect is too difficult, too difficult. It's not something you can achieve!"

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Wu Qinglong poured cold water on Xiao Chen in advance to avoid his disappointment in the future!

Because it is impossible for Xiao Chen to become the Son of God!

The disciples of Taixu Sect are divided into followers, outer disciples, inner disciples, core disciples, true disciples, and holy sons and daughters.

To become an inner disciple, your realm or real combat power needs to reach the first level of the general realm!

Core disciples need to be at the fourth level of the general realm!

True disciples need to reach the seventh level of the general realm!

The Holy Son and Holy Daughter need to be at least a half-step Grandmaster, and most of them are Grandmasters!

Today, Huang Yelang, the Holy Son of Taixu Sect, is the most brilliant and talented person in Taixu Sect in the past hundreds of years. At the age of twenty, he has already achieved the position of Grandmaster!

Looking at the entire Daxia, let alone monsters of the same level as him, there is no one who is even close to him, not even one!

He is the tallest mountain of the younger generation of Daxia, reaching into the clouds. Others can only look up to him but can never surpass him!

To become the Holy Son of Taixu Sect, you must cross the Huang Yelang Mountain!

But this mountain is too high and too big, it was born to pierce the sky!

How to surpass?

Although Xiao Chen has amazing talent in swordsmanship, he is not even a follower now and is under an evil curse. It is impossible for him to defeat Huang Yelang and become the Holy Son of Taixu Sect!

When mentioning the Holy Son of Taixu Sect, a figure as gentle as jade and invincible appeared before everyone's eyes, and their eyes were filled with amazement and awe!

Huang Yelang!

A rare genius in Daxia!

It was an existence so powerful that everyone could only stand in awe and not even feel jealous!

"How can I become the Holy Son of Taixu Sect within a year?" Xiao Chen ignored Wu Qinglong's advice and asked again!