Tsing Yi Sword Immortal Tuoba Yang laughed loudly, completely ignoring the intentions of the others in the hall, grabbed Wu Tao's body, turned around and left.

Looking at his appearance and hearing the words he said, it was obvious that he wanted to take Wu Tao away directly and make him his closed disciple without asking for Wu Tao's consent.

The Supreme Elders who were originally shocked by Wu Tao's sudden burst of innate sword energy suddenly came to their senses after hearing the words of Tsing Yi Sword Immortal Tuoba Yang.

Especially when he saw Tuoba Yang, the swordsman in blue, pulling Wu Tao to leave the main hall, Lu Liang couldn't help but speak.

"Brother Tuoba, you are too impatient. This boy has not agreed to be your closed disciple yet..."

The road to cultivating immortality and seeking the Tao is vast, and not everyone can embark on it. Only those with qualifications can have a chance to be immortal.

And this qualification is divided according to spiritual roots. There are many kinds of spiritual roots in this world. Most mortals have all five elements, but because of balance, they are only mortals.

When cultivating immortality and seeking Taoism, at the beginning, one should look at the qualifications. The fourth spiritual root is the lowest, the third spiritual root is acceptable, the second spiritual root is better, and the first spiritual root is excellent.

In addition, there are many physical constitutions, which are favored by God. The path of cultivating immortals and seeking Taoism is more effective with half the effort, just like the innate thunder body. By practicing the thunder method, you can use the power of heaven and earth to attack unparalleled people."

As for Wu Tao's innate sword body, he can only possess it if his sword energy is extremely pure. With this kind of body, practicing swordsmanship is not only several times faster than that of ordinary monks, but it is also closer to the essence of swordsmanship. His future achievements will also be

He is bigger, so to speak, he can be called the son of Kendo.

"Old Tuoba, you are not kind. Do you want to eat alone?"

As soon as Lu Liang finished speaking, there was another deep voice, which was like thunder. Wu Tao suddenly felt his ears ringing and his body became a little unstable.

"Brother Lei Hong, can you say this without using your domain suppression? This kid has just entered the Dan Formation stage and cannot withstand your domain suppression."

Just when Wu Tao was about to fall down after being suppressed by the domain, a gentle female voice, like clear bell spring water, counteracted the suppression of the domain.

At this time, Wu Tao looked at the dozen or so people sitting on the chairs again. Each of them had domain protection. When his eyes were opened, the power of law flowed. Wu Tao, who observed this, was shocked in his heart.

This is the real top monk in the world of immortality.

"Innate sword body, such aptitude. In our Tongguan City, there are only a few people among the younger generation who can compare with him. There is another genius-level monk among the human race..."

The city lord Xie Yunsheng smiled and nodded when he saw this, and said with great satisfaction: "I don't panic when things change. This person has a good character. Fellow Taoists, what do you think of this guy?"

"That's right, this kid has just advanced to the core formation stage. Facing more than a dozen of us, it's already good to be so calm..."

The previous voice sounded again, and it looked like it was a slightly thin middle-aged Taoist. There seemed to be lightning flashes around him, which made him look very extraordinary at first glance.

…

"Let's see. There are only a few people in our Supervision Department. This time, if I don't give this son to my Supervision Department, I will know a few swordsmanship skills, so I won't disgrace this innate sword body."

"Fellow Daoist Lei Hong, what you said is...

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That’s not right…”

Hearing this, an old man in yellow robe shook his head with a look of disapproval, and retorted: "Although there are few people in the Supervision Department, they all have extraordinary strength. Several of your disciples are even more impressive. The Eighteenth Eighteenth of Tongguan City

There are few comparables in the department..."

"If this new junior with an innate sword body is given to my intelligence department, the elite of my intelligence department will wither away. Why don't you give it to me, brother, just to show off!"

…

"Ahem, cough, cough, although our logistics department has a lot of people, there is not a single young monk at the genius level. In the past, I got a sword inheritance called the ancient sword. It is quite extraordinary. Is it just suitable for this person? Everyone

Are you willing to show your dignity and give in..."

The person speaking behind him was a big fat man. He was so fat that he looked like a mountain of meat standing there.

…

After this, several Nascent Soul stage monks spoke, but only a few did not speak.

"Boy, you have to think carefully. You have an innate sword body. The most suitable method for practicing is naturally the sword art. And I happen to have a set of invisible sword art in my hand. You will definitely accept me as your teacher.

Can't afford to suffer..."

Seeing Tuoba Chang start, there were seven or eight auras on the seats that were no weaker than Tuoba Chang's, and they all spoke.

Just when everyone in the main hall thought that a scene of elders competing for the peerless genius was about to happen, someone suddenly spoke again, but it was none other than Hong Tongtian, who had a great dislike for Wu Tao.

Unlike others, he looked at Wu Tao with a strong murderous intent from the very beginning.

As soon as he opened his mouth, other people's faces suddenly showed strange expressions.

"Fellow Taoists, wait a minute. Since this son has an innate sword body, he really has the qualifications to be a peerless genius. However, the origin of this son is unknown. He may be a spy sent by a foreign race. The departments in charge of all my fellow Taoists are from our Tongguan City.

The key point is, how can you easily accept a person who may be a spy as your disciple?"

After Hong Tongtian finished speaking, the first reaction of others was surprise, but Wu Tao shrugged upon hearing this. His origin was unknown, but he was not a spy sent by a foreign race.

In the center, on the seat, the kind smile on the face of the city lord Xie Yunsheng faded a little, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze turned to fall on Hong Tongtian, and his questioning intention could not be more obvious.

"Unknown origin? Hong Tongtian, what do you mean by this? It's not because you saw your son lost in someone else's hands, so you deliberately framed him, right?"

Everyone else's eyes also shifted from Wu Tao to Hong Tongtian.

The people present were all important people in Tongguan City, so they naturally knew what the alien spies in Hong Tongtian's words represented.

Even the Tsing Yi Sword Immortal Tuoba Yang, who originally had a proud smile on his face, suppressed his smile at this time and stared at Hong Tongtian.

Looking at him like that, if Hong Tongtian didn't give him a satisfactory explanation, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so good-tempered.

So many supreme elders, and even the city lord's eyes fell on him, but Hong Tongtian's face didn't show any strange color at all. His eyes still fell on Wu Tao, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

…

"City Lord, fellow Taoists, it's not me, Hong Tongtian, who slandered him because of personal grudges. I have ordered people to find out the identity of this son. In several nearby giant cities, there are simply no

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There has never been a genius named Wu Tao..."

Having said this, Hong Tongtian suddenly paused, a sneer flashed across his face, and said silently again: "I dare to say this, of course there is evidence. This black sword energy came from my own son.

When I brought it up, I just wanted to ask this little friend to explain, what is the origin of this black sword energy?"

If the previous words made Wu Tao suddenly fall into fear, the destructive sword energy that Hong Tongtian brought out at this time made Wu Tao breathe a sigh of relief.

But he immediately discovered sadly that as soon as the idea came up, before he could implement it, his body completely lost control.

…

There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and at the same time, the voice of the blue-robed swordsman Tuoba Yang could be heard in his ears.

This voice was still very kind, but it contained a hint of murderous intent that was extremely terrifying.

"Don't worry, as long as you confirm that you are not a traitor or spy of the human race, you can still become my closed disciple."

There was no trace of anger in the words, but when this voice entered Wu Tao's ears, he instantly heard the true meaning contained in the words.

In other words, if he is really a traitor and spy of the human race, Wu Tao will not have to face such a situation where so many Nascent Soul monks are fighting for him.

And it can be seen that other monks in the Nascent Soul stage also care about this matter very much.

In the hearts of these Nascent Soul monks, no matter what the genius of the human race does, they can be forgiven for anything they do, except for being a traitor to the human race.

In the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the scene could be said to have taken a turn for the worse, making Hong Tongtian chuckle to himself. The poison in his move was that no matter whether Wu Tao could explain his origins clearly, he would expose his own secrets.

Wu Tao has now been confirmed to be a peerless talent, and his physique is an innate sword body.

Unexpectedly, the scene suddenly changed. Hong Tongtian, who had malicious intentions towards Wu Tao, suddenly spoke and said that Wu Tao might be a traitor and spy of the human race.

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen Nascent Soul stage monks looked at Wu Tao, and they no longer looked as surprised as before.

Although a peerless genius is very good, if this peerless genius is a traitor and spy of the human race, then he deserves to die no matter what.

Facing a dozen Nascent Soul Stage monks, what else could Wu Tao say. He could only tell them some of his secrets about the sword technique of destroying the forbidden chapter in person.

After saying all this, Wu Tao clenched his fists. In extreme anger, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his face turned cold and cruel.

"It seems that I acted lightly that day. Why didn't I kill Hong Bai completely at that time?"

Wu Tao secretly thought bitterly and vented all his anger on Hong Bai. At this moment, he was even more thirsty for power.

If he were a Nascent Soul monk now, he wouldn't have to worry about telling his secrets.

Wu Tao was naturally very clear about Hong Tongtian's strength, so even if he was furious, he suppressed his anger, and after a few seconds, his expression returned to its original state.

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