Infiltrating the world of cultivation

Wang Chao also knew that the many obstacles he had encountered before were not really obstacles at all.

Within the Qinghui Sword Sect, it can only be considered a seedling cultivation base, and the atmosphere here is very harmonious.

With someone above keeping things under control, naturally no one dares to act recklessly.

The real danger lies outside, in the areas controlled by those sects.

There are abundant cultivation resources there, but also numerous dangers. The main forces of the six major sects of the Northern Region are all at the front.

Many large, independent martial arts families, along with some notorious lone wolves, gathered in that area.

The selection for Biyao Peak will be held two months later. After spending some time with Nangong Qingyu, Wang Chao went directly to Jianxia Peak.

The casting room was located on Swordsman Peak. When the dynasty arrived at Swordsman Peak, its sharp and piercing aura lingered around it at all times.

The disciples on Sword Hero Peak are all sword cultivators; they are like a sharp, long face, their sharpness fully revealed.

It is said that the disciples of Swordsman Peak are number one in terms of killing prowess.

Judging from the unparalleled combat record of Zhan Changfeng, the second-ranked Holy Son of Swordsman Peak, it is clear that Swordsman Peak's offensive techniques are indeed remarkable.

Wang Chao wandered around the casting room. He had the sect leader's special permission, so naturally no one dared to mention it.

The dynasty toured around, only to find that the magical artifacts here were too light.

Now that the dynasty's body can withstand even top-grade magic artifacts, these magic artifacts are naturally not worth his attention.

After inquiring about the location of the back mountain of Jianxia Peak, Wang Chao headed there.

I've heard that even the worst weapons there are top-grade magical artifacts.

In other words, top-grade magic weapons can be obtained within the sect, but outside, even a high-grade magic weapon is hard to find.

The so-called back mountain is located on the summit of Jianxia Peak. It took Wang Chao a lot of trouble to get there.

"bass!"

Before even getting close, Wang Chao felt a sharp aura, like a knife cutting into his skin, causing a sharp pain.

It should be noted that even a high-grade magic weapon would have difficulty harming Wang Chao's current physique.

But now, it was only by virtue of its sharp edge that it could make him feel as if he were being cut by a knife.

Clearly, these magical artifacts, when combined to form a sword formation, amplified their power considerably.

"Brother Chao? When did you get back?"

A familiar voice reached his ears. Wang Chao turned around and saw Broken Sword!

"Six months ago, I slept on the main peak for six months, and only woke up today."

Wang Chao knew that his experience was indeed somewhat unbelievable.

Wang Chao and Can Jian reminisced about the past. Now, Can Jian's cultivation has reached the ninth stage of Qi Refining.

Dynasty and Broken Sword recount their experiences after leaving the desert, mainly focusing on the Tang Dynasty.

When Broken Sword heard that his master had retired and become a bounty hunter, he felt a little sad. After all, the profession of assassin is too risky; one wrong move and you could lose your life.

When he heard that Shi Wen and Xuan Yang Wan'er had gotten together, he burst into laughter. That unreliable guy actually had someone who could tame him.

Finally, it was said that Sun Juan had a stroke of incredible luck, managing to get in touch with the princess. Becoming a prince consort wouldn't be bad; her later life would be secure.

Seeing that his former good brothers had all found their happy endings, Broken Sword was also very gratified. Cultivation is inherently defying the heavens, and if he didn't have spiritual roots, he probably would have found a girl he liked as well.

But now, love is too much of a luxury, something you can't easily touch.

We cultivators should be ruthless!

"Do you think you can just come and go as you please in the back mountains of my Swordsman Peak?"

A deep voice rang out behind Wang Chao, and Wang Chao felt a surge of rich spiritual energy sweeping towards him.

"Oh!"

Wang Chao threw a punch backward, but he had made up his mind to use the 10,000 sect contribution points to exchange for some body-cultivating combat skills in the scripture room.

If you encounter someone and immediately resort to punching, what if they use a ranged spell? Wouldn't you become their target?

"Oh!"

Wang Chao took a step back, turned around, and saw that the other party had also taken a step back.

Wang Chao's gaze sharpened. The newcomer was Zhan Changfeng, the Holy Son of Swordsman Peak!

Why do these holy sons all like to get physical? Wang Chao was speechless.

"Between me and Chu Chaosheng, who is stronger?"

Unlike Chu Chaosheng's handsome appearance, Zhan Changfeng had a resolute face. It was said that he had also reached the twelfth stage of Qi Refining, and he was suppressing his strength.

These geniuses have long lifespans, so they have the resources to hone their skills and are not in a hurry for a breakthrough.

"how could I know?"

Wang Chao was somewhat speechless. Why are you asking me who's stronger between you and Chu Chaosheng? Why don't you just fight him and find out?

"I heard you've fought him before. I just exchanged blows with you, so the result will be clear from the comparison."

Zhan Changfeng speaks very bluntly, clearly showing that he lacks emotional intelligence.

"more or less."

It's difficult to judge the situation either, as he and Chu Chaosheng are evenly matched and neither of them has gone all out, so it's hard to make a judgment.

"How can they be about the same? There has to be a difference between them."

Zhan Changfeng frowned.

"Brother Chao, Senior Brother Zhan has always wanted to compete with Senior Brother Chu, but Senior Brother Chu is either in seclusion or on a mission and simply refuses to fight."

This led to Senior Brother Zhan having this obsession.

It was Broken Sword who came to the rescue, and only then did the Dynasty understand the whole story. It turned out that this guy was unwilling to accept being second in command.

"Six months from now, the Qinghui Grand Ceremony will be held. At that time, it will be clear who is superior and who is inferior."

Without saying much, Wang Chao walked straight into the Sword Forest.

Broken Sword also followed the Dynasty into the Sword Forest. Clearly, Zhan Changfeng accompanied Broken Sword to choose a weapon.

"Zheng!"

As soon as Wang Chao entered the Sword Forest, he felt its sharp aura.

Those streaks of sword light, like invisible blades, cut painfully into the skin. Wang Chao's eyes were watching the changes around him, his expression cold and stern, and he suddenly fell silent.

The sword forest on Sword Hero Peak is a legacy left behind by generations of Qinghui Sword Sect cultivators before their passing.

Each person can only draw one sword from it at most.

Wang Chao felt that although the magical artifacts and flying swords around him were all top-quality and incredibly powerful, he always felt that something was missing.

The deeper they went, the more intense the oppression the dynasty felt.

This forest of swords is vast, and he certainly cannot explore it all. However, he is somewhat unwilling to just randomly draw one.

"Yan!"

From the direction of the broken sword, Wang Chao saw that the broken sword on his back had begun to vibrate uncontrollably.

"call out!"

As the broken sword flew into the air, Wang Chao was surprised to see that it emitted a humming sound like a dragon's roar.

Seemingly experiencing immense pleasure, the sword vibrated.

Let alone the dynasty, even Zhan Changfeng, who often comes here, was somewhat shocked to see this scene.

Clearly, this broken sword may have developed its own consciousness!

Although very weak, it has transcended the category of magical artifacts, and it is very likely that it has evolved to a deeper level.

"call out!"

In the distance, a small mound began to rise from the soil, and then a sharp light rose from the ground.

"Crack!"

It was a sword tip, and at this moment, that sword tip and the broken sword floating above the broken sword were perfectly aligned.

"Yan!"

A dragon's roar emanated from the sword, as if it possessed immense joy, and the dynasty could feel the delight within it.

"Yan!"

The complete flying sword circled around the broken sword's body, like a spoiled child stumbling and falling into your arms.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Broken Sword! This might be a fragmented magic weapon belonging to an elder, which the sect discarded here. It's truly fate!"

Zhan Changfeng analyzed the broken sword, but Wang Chao remained unmoved, focusing intently on finding a flying sword that suited him.

"Buzz!"

In the Wang Chao’s ears, countless flying swords were buzzing and whistling, making it difficult to distinguish any difference between them.

Suddenly, Wang Chao's expression shifted; he seemed to hear a different voice.

"Yan!"

Like a dragon roaring in the abyss, like a phoenix singing in the heavens.

Amidst the cacophony of sword clashes, Wang Chao immediately noticed the difference.

where are you?

Wang Chao carefully listened to the sound, trying to find its source.

Close! Closer!

Wang Chao looked around, a look of doubt in his eyes. This must be the place!

But the swords around me look very ordinary, unlike the feeling of dragons roaring and phoenixes singing. Where are you?

"Buzz!"

The king's eyes emitted a golden light, and the world he saw underwent a dramatic transformation.

Wang Chao had no idea what kind of changes his eyes had witnessed.

His eyes seemed to be able to see through illusions; nothing could hide from the Wang Chao's gaze.

"Yan!"

Wang Chao's expression was strange. Underground? Wang Chao looked down and found it hard to believe.

Who would have thought that the entire sword was buried underground? This is a completely inhumane design. Who was the unscrupulous person who buried it there?

"Come out!"

"Oh!"

Wang Chao stomped his foot on the ground.

"Buzz!"

The swords all around began to hum!

Wang Chao sensed something unusual beneath his feet!

"boom!"

The ground shook, as if some treasure was about to be unearthed, creating an illusion of an earthquake.

"Wow!"

The entire Wang Chao body was dragged up; this couldn't possibly be a sword, could it?

Wang Chao was somewhat taken aback. Judging from the area of ​​the raised ground, it was at least the size of a door panel. How could there be such a large sword?

"boom!"

Suddenly, the dynasty soared into the sky! Beneath his feet stood a… a… flying sword?!

This flying sword can be called a sword because it has a tip, a blade, and a hilt.

Apart from that, it has absolutely nothing to do with the word "sword"!

This isn't a sword at all! It's clearly a large wooden board!

Wang Chao estimated that this sword was probably three meters long and more than half a meter wide. If this sword were taken out, it would definitely turn heads!