Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

Leng Wuxin will never forget the sword that chased the clouds and broke the sun, piercing through the sky.

Even though they were separated by mountains and seas, Leng Wuxin's blood boiled with shock at the sword intent, so he did not hesitate to use the intercontinental teleportation array and the space spirit ship to come here, just to meet the senior who "broke the nine heavens with one sword".

The little baby in front of me is the one from that senior's family?

Leng Wuxin only had the sword in his heart, so he would not look down on Ji Wushuang just because she was a "little baby" in the Qi Refining period. He fell from the air and landed steadily in front of Ji Wushuang, bent down slightly, and tried hard to force out a "kind" smile.

"My dear friend, is that swordsman an elder of your family? Then may I ask what sect he belongs to, and where is he now?"

Leng Wuxin hadn't laughed in many years, and being squeezed like this was really scary.

Ji Wushuang: “…”

Why don't you stop laughing?

Ji Wushuang also returned the greeting and said, "My ancestor, the Immortal Sword Master, left half a month ago after defeating the death energy, but I don't know where she went."

Even though Leng Wuxin was well prepared, he still felt a little disappointed.

"Is it really like this?"

Some people couldn't help but sneer when they heard Ji Wushuang's words, thinking that this thing about the Sword Master destroying the death energy was all your "one-sided words", who knows whether she was telling the truth or not?

But they only dared to criticize in their hearts and did not dare to speak rudely.

After all, Leng Wuxin is still here. Let's wait until Leng Wuxin leaves before we deal with anything else.

Unexpectedly, Ji Wushuang changed the subject and said, "But my ancestor left behind something, saying it was for the monks of Beijin. I don't understand it. Since you are here, why don't you take a look at it?"

Ji Wushuang raised his hand and waved it, and a huge rock appeared out of thin air, crashing down heavily on the square with a loud roar, causing a raging wave.

Leng Wuxin saw the words on the boulder at a glance——

A vigorous and majestic character "锋"!

A cultivator fights against heaven and earth. If one spends their entire lives seeking protection from external things, how can they still have a sharp edge?!

A good sword is forged from sharpening!

This is what others see as the "boulder".

But Leng Wuxin was different. He saw in the word “锋” a vast, majestic, endless, majestic and indestructible sword intent!!!

——The meaning of the sword of heaven and earth!!!

A raging fire suddenly ignited in Leng Wuxin's heart!

He suddenly took out his natal spirit sword and held it in his hand, then stepped into the air and danced with the sword in the air.

Gradually, the sword energy wrapped around Leng Wuxin turned into a sword shape, the void trembled, and the cold light exploded - an extremely domineering and surging aura continued to surge with him as the center.

Everyone was forced to retreat step by step. The weaker ones couldn't even open their eyes, and Zhan Tu was so jealous that his face turned green.

This situation is not anything else, but Leng Wuxin is about to break through——

He is already the most powerful fighter on the continent!

Another breakthrough means... Ascension!!!

Grandma has legs!

The Immortal Sword Master turned out to be a genuine and powerful person!

Just showing Leng Wuxin the sword intent could make him ascend to heaven?!

Don't ask Zhan Tu what he's thinking now, because he's just furious. Why isn't he a sword cultivator? If he were a sword cultivator... wouldn't he be the one being "replenished" right now?

As Leng Wuxin's moves became more and more powerful, Ji Wushuang began to feel itchy.

I have to say, Leng Wuxin is truly a genius in swordsmanship.

If she wasn't afraid of exposing something, she would have wanted to fight him.

Leng Wuxin danced with the sword for three days and three nights. From being sharp and killing to gradually and subtly infusing things, Ji Wushuang knew that his swordsmanship had improved.

Finally, when Leng Wuxin's sword skills were fully mastered, the sword light no longer fluctuated greatly, but was gathered in a small space, and the sound of heaven finally rose in the air.

It is the thunder tribulation of ascension.

Leng Wuxin broke through to the Mahayana stage and was able to ascend.

Leng Wuxin folded his hands and put away his sword, his long hair dancing in the air, his handsome face seemed to be given by God. He turned his gaze to Ji Wushuang and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you, Immortal Sword Master."

Obviously, Leng Wuxin felt the person holding the sword from the "sword intent".

Ji Wushuang quickly pretended to be stupid, smiled and waved his hands, saying: "There is no need for you to be so polite, Taoist. Your enlightenment and breakthrough are the fate between you and the ancestor. Wushuang will accept it on behalf of the ancestor. I wish you good luck in martial arts."

Leng Wuxin didn't expect Ji Wushuang to be so "open-minded". You know, the favor of guiding him to ascend to heaven is something Leng Wuxin can repay with his whole life.

But how did Leng Wuxin know that he was not the first person to be "guided to ascend" by Ji Wushuang?

There was also Lian Yue earlier.

She is an old hand at things like guidance on ascension!

Looking at Ji Wushuang's bright smile, Leng Wuxin suddenly smiled faintly, the bright wind and clear moon were so beautiful.

"Okay, I also wish you... a speedy return to your peak."

After leaving these words, Leng Wuxin left with the people from Jianting Sect. They needed to prepare well for the thunder tribulation of ascension, and he also had many other things to arrange.

As soon as Leng Wuxin left, all the monks in the square rushed towards the boulder.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! I'm a swordsman! I can comprehend the sword's will!"

"Get lost! Your insights are meaningless! Let me do it! I can already see the aura of the Immortal Sword Master!"

"Me, me, me! I'm from Dongzhou! The Immortal Sword Master is the Sword Saint of Dongzhou! We Dongzhou people should come!"

"..."

No one expected that Beijin, which had seemed a little "dejected" due to the withering of the giant tree forest, would now be completely "alive".

Leng Wuxin practiced sword here for three days, and the news had already spread throughout the entire North Continent, not only the North Continent, but also the East, West, South, and Central Continents.

Who in the world doesn’t want to take a look at the word “锋”!

The power of a single word can enable a Mahayana cultivator to ascend to great heights!

So what if North Ember doesn’t have the Giant Tree Forest to protect it?

There is this word!

The monks of Beijin will be the most outstanding people in the wilderness!!!

Of course, these are all later stories. Now Leng Wuxin has been practicing sword for three days, and the Beijin monks have also been waiting in the cold wind for three days, day and night... Then the Beijin monks discovered that during these three days, they didn't feel any "corrosion" at all.

That is to say...

The deathly aura was truly driven away by the sword of the Immortal Sword Master. Although the giant tree forest was gone, the Sword Master had spread new "sparks".

It is the unyielding fighting spirit and the endless edge!

Now there was no more room for nonsense when it came to the exhibition. And Mo Lanyi? Well, Mo Lanyi's light spiritual power had become the biggest chicken rib, the kind that was tasteless to eat but a pity to discard.

After all, as the spiritual energy gradually recovers, the dead energy in the body can be slowly replaced.

If you want to get better faster, you can use the Yin-Yang Purifying Yuan Pill from the Rain Mirage Sect.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t have money. As long as you eat well, sleep well and don’t rush into cultivation, you will recover in time.

Ji Wushuang smiled at Mo Lanyi, who had remained silent the entire time, and said, "Alright, the monks of Beijin have been saved. You can't stay away from returning now, right? The people of Shenlong Island are still waiting for your explanation."

Mo Lanyi looked at Zhan Tu. How could the latter protect her anymore? Zhan Tu wanted to immediately draw a clear line between himself and Mo Lanyi!

I thought that the Light Spiritual Root, a spiritual root that only appears once in a thousand years, coupled with the explosion of Beijin's death energy, would be an unparalleled opportunity.

But he had already revealed his ambition, and the deathly aura was suddenly blown away in one breath.

He should think about how to balance his relationship with Beijin.

Thinking of this, Zhan Tu stopped looking at Mo Lanyi, which made Mo Lanyi so angry that she almost went crazy, and she cursed in her heart.

[This old man, just now he was licking me like a dog, but now he's turning his back on me? Why is this happening? Why on earth did things turn out like this?! ! !]

Her plan was so perfect!

Use your own light spiritual roots to help them repair the damage caused by the death energy, then win over people's hearts and become an unattainable existence in the hearts of Beijin people, and then use this aura to absorb more luck.

Where on earth did this damn Immortal Sword Master come from?!

The old ghost immortal also had a headache, but he was much calmer than Mo Lanyi. At least he knew that at this moment, it was more important to save his life.

[Stop talking nonsense and think about how to escape.]

[Escape?!] Mo Lanyi's voice suddenly became sharp. [If you let me escape, wouldn't that be indirectly admitting that Yin Tan and I are related? Then I'll become the enemy of the entire Shenlong Island!]

The old ghost fairy said coldly: "I tell you, if someone reverses the destiny of your life and allows your luck to return to Yin Tan, you will be ruined."

Mo Lanyi shuddered, but still said firmly: [No, as long as I don't admit it, who can know about the matter of destiny? ]

Old Ghost Immortal: [……]

The old ghost fairy looked worriedly at Ji Wushuang, who was smiling in front of him.

For some reason, even though he was certain that she was just a useless piece of shit in the Qi Refining Stage, the old ghost fairy still had the illusion that Ji Wushuang had seen through him...

What a weird thing, this little beast.