After half a month at home, he set off for the Kunlun Sword Palace in Lingchuan. As the palace owner, he naturally had to come and visit frequently.
When he arrived at the Sword Palace, he saw a huge sword training field with tens of thousands of disciples practicing sword skills. It was so dark that he was shocked.
Senior sister Lingwei knew he was coming back, so she came out of the palace to greet him and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you haven't been here for a long time. Are you frightened by the scene in front of you?"
Wu Bei smiled and said: "Senior sister, why do you suddenly have so many disciples?"
Lingwei smiled and said: "Thanks to the good teaching materials compiled by my junior brother, I can practice with all three teachings and nine schools."
The textbooks written by Wu Bei include introductory chapter, basic chapter, swordsman chapter, sword master chapter, sword master chapter, and sword emperor chapter. After completing the training in the basic chapter, you can become a registered disciple of Kunlun Sword Palace, and then practice at home.
If you can become a high-level swordsman, you can continue to practice the Sword Master Chapter. Those disciples who can practice the Sword Master Chapter will become official disciples of Kunlun Sword Palace, and then stay in the Sword Palace to practice.
The more than 10,000 disciples in front of him have all reached the standard of sword masters, and a considerable number of them are intermediate sword masters and senior sword masters.
Wu Bei laughed: "Great! It won't take long before my Kunlun Sword Palace will prosper."
Lingwei: "Junior brother, the expenses of having more than 10,000 disciples are huge, and the money you left is about to be spent."
Wu Bei: "Money is not a problem. I will give Senior Sister another hundred billion. And during this period, I will stay in the Sword Palace and teach them the way of swordsmanship!"
He thought for a while and said: "Over there in the Golden Eagle Kingdom, there is a Shushan Sword Sect, which has accumulated many disciples with good qualifications. I will move them all here and merge the Shushan Sword Sect into the Kunlun Sword Palace."
Thinking of this, he contacted everyone and asked them to move here as soon as possible.
There were many disciples in Sword Palace, and it was necessary to provide them with a large amount of basic elixirs. Wu Bei began to refine elixirs.
Refining basic elixirs is easy. He doesn't even need an elixir furnace. He can directly use Baicao Whip to refine it. When he has prepared enough medicinal materials, he flicks the Baicao Whip and the medicinal power in the medicinal materials is absorbed into it.
Store in different spaces.
Then, he shook the Baicao Whip, and several of the medicinal powers merged and condensed directly into pills, thousands of them in total. This pill is the Dragon and Tiger Form Refining Pill used for refining!
Wu Bei had been refining elixirs for several days. Although they were basic elixirs, the ones he refined were of much higher quality than those he bought.
On this day, a blood cloud suddenly appeared over Lingchuan. Seeing this strange blood cloud, all the people were frightened and hid in their homes.
The monks also felt the terror of the blood cloud and looked at him warily, not knowing what it was.
Suddenly, the blood cloud dispersed and turned into billions of blood shadows, heading towards Lingchuan Continent.
Wu Bei had already discovered that as the master of the Kunlun Sword Palace, he had the obligation to protect the people of Lingchuan. He immediately roared and activated the Tianji Sword Formation. A brilliant sword light rose into the sky and turned into billions of sword threads.
Kill towards the bloody shadow that fills the sky.
The strength of these blood shadows is not weak, each one is equivalent to the strength of the deified earth immortal. However, they are vulnerable to the sword silk, and they are killed one after another.
Within a few breaths, hundreds of millions of blood shadows were killed one after another, screaming in agony. The blood cloud rolled, and an angry voice came from inside: "Who dares to destroy my blood shadow incarnation! Come out and die!"
Everyone saw a huge face revealed in the blood cloud. This face had a pair of blood-red eyes and white teeth. There was no flesh on the face, only a skeleton. It was very scary.
"It's the Dark Blood Ancestor!" Those who knew him screamed in horror, seeming to be extremely afraid of this person.
Wu Bei snorted coldly: "Where did the evil spirit come from? Is Lingchuan a place where you can run wild?"
Wu Bei flew into the sky and turned into a thousand-meter giant. Dozens of divine lights appeared behind him, and his momentum was not weaker than that of the Dark Blood Ancestor.
"It's Palace Master Li
!" The eyes of the monks and common people shone brightly, hoping that Wu Bei could defeat the Dark Blood Ancestor.
Ancestor Netherblood snorted loudly: "Huangkou kid, who gave you the courage to go against me, ancestor? Kneel down quickly and beg for mercy, ancestor, I will not kill you!"
Wu Bei: "Aren't you bragging about drafting? Cut it off!"
"boom!"
A bolt of thunder exploded, and he used the ninth level of divine power to defy the heavens. His true form was full of sword light, and he rushed towards the Dark Blood Ancestor.
His current strength can already compete with the Tao Lord in the first level without falling behind, but this Dark Blood Ancestor has obviously not yet reached the level of the Tao Lord.
"boom!"
With a punch, sword light intertwined with thunder and fire. The Dark Blood Ancestor was knocked away by the punch and flew out of the blood cloud, revealing his true face. It turned out that he was a blood-stained skeleton, a spirit that had been cultivated.
The monster!
"What did I think you were? Turns out you are just a skeleton. Go to hell!"
Wu Bei grabbed the Dark Blood Ancestor and suppressed him with such heaven-defying force that he could not move, and then punched him one after another.
"Boom boom boom!"
After three punches, the Dark Blood Ancestor was beaten to pieces, with only one head left in his hand.
The skeletal head screamed: "God, spare my life!"
Wu Bei sneered: "With your cultivation, it would be a pity to kill you, so you might as well use it to refine elixirs."
After saying that, he directly took out the God of Hades cauldron and pressed the skeletal head in. Suddenly, the God of Hades cauldron shook violently, and then sprayed out a large amount of divine elixirs and yuan elixirs. The former replenished the soul, while the latter replenished the body. Both were great tonics.
thing.
He gave hundreds of thousands of yuan pills and one hundred thousand divine pills to Lingwei to give to the disciples of Sword Palace to improve their cultivation.
As soon as Wu Bei killed the Dark Blood Ancestor, he saw several figures flying in the distance. They saw Wu Bei and asked, "Have you seen a blood cloud passing by?"
The speaker was a woman, wearing a blue dress, with a delicate appearance, only
There was a serious air on his face, and his pretty face was straight.
Wu Beidao: "I've seen it before."
The woman asked: "Where have you gone?"
Wu Bei: "It should be dead."
The woman was stunned: "Dead? Impossible! The ancestor of Nether Blood has a profound cultivation and is an old demon of a thousand tribulations. Even the Tao Lord may not be able to suppress him. Who can kill him in this little Lingchuan?"
Wu Beidao: "Then I'm not sure. You can ask others."
The woman obviously didn't believe it. She frowned slightly and said, "Fellow Taoist, please don't joke. We are from the Demon Slayer Pavilion, and we are here to kill the old demon with blood."
Wu Bei: "I said, it is already dead."
A male cultivator behind the woman said angrily: "You talk nonsense, you deserve a beating!"
He saw that Wu Bei was not an immortal, and he actually hit Wu Bei in the face with a palm from the air.
Wu Bei, the majestic Human Emperor and the proud son of heaven, was immediately furious and slapped his backhand. His palm came last and hit the male cultivator directly on the face.
"Snapped!"
The male cultivator was knocked several hundred meters away, rolled a few times, and then fell to the ground.
Many monks underground saw this scene and felt that the other monk was seeking death.
"Who is this idiot from? How dare you take action against Gong Master?"
"Who knew. The palace master was the one who killed the Dark Blood Ancestor. They dare to offend him. It's so audacious!"
Seeing that her companion was injured by Wu Bei, the woman said angrily: "How dare you hurt others!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a sword light flew out from behind her and came towards Wu Bei to kill him. There were many monks like her who directly used flying swords to kill enemies, and their cultivation methods were quite different from Wu Bei's sword pills.
Wu Bei didn't even look at it. He grabbed it with his hand and actually grabbed the sword light directly in his hand. The sword light struggled and turned into a short sword more than three inches long, twisting and changing, like a living thing.
The woman was shocked: "Give me back the fairy sword!"
This chapter has been completed!