Chen Tianqian was stunned, but he couldn't help but frown: "But what if this person had already spread the news before going to Jianzong?"
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and said confidently: "If this person wants to get the elixir by himself, it will be impossible to pass the news to others. The stronger the person knows, the less likely this person is to get the elixir!"
Thinking about it from another angle, if Chen Fan sensed the aura of the elixir himself, he would never tell others the news first, but would have to find a way to see if he could get it.
Can't get any further.
Chen Fan didn't believe that this man was willing to give up the elixir.
Chen Tianqian nodded: "Chen Fan, you are right."
In fact, the reason is very simple.
It's just that Chen Tianqian doesn't have the strength and confidence of Chen Fan. He is timid and worried about the opponent's background and strength. Naturally, he doesn't dare to be as wanton as Chen Fan.
Even if Chen Fan guessed wrong and wronged the old man, he still didn't believe that Luo Tianmen would offend himself, the top genius of the temple, for a mere fifth level of immortality.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it will be three days later.
On this day, Chen Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
Accompanied by the power of heaven and earth rolling in the sky.
A sharp sword shot into the sky.
At the same time, a burst of bold laughter spread throughout the sword sect.
Chen Fan's eyes also flashed.
This laugh comes from the ancestor of the Sword Sect.
Chen Fan immediately flew out.
But outside the sword pavilion, in the sky, the founder of the sword sect was seen floating in the air, with his breathtaking aura surging around him.
Chen Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Compared with when Chen Fan and others fought against each other at Wanxiang Pot, his momentum was much stronger.
"Grandmaster, is it possible that you have made another breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship?" Chen Fan also asked in surprise.
While laughing, the Patriarch of the Sword Sect calmed down his momentum: "My injuries have recovered, my knot in my heart has been resolved, and my path has finally taken a step forward..."
After tens of thousands of years of sleeping and surviving, he can finally fully recover, and his state of mind will naturally fluctuate a lot.
And those who have reached this level of cultivation may have been stuck at a bottleneck for a long time. Whether they can break through may be just a matter of thought.
Sure enough, Chen Fan thought in his heart and his eyes flickered: "So, Grandmaster, haven't you already reached the level of king?"
The Patriarch of the Sword Sect raised his eyebrows slightly, with a smile on his face as well: "Barely enough to become a king."
"That's great!" Chen Fan was also pleasantly surprised.
There are so many hidden sects and forces, but there are only a few contemporary forces with demon kings or immortals taking charge.
Apart from these top sects and forces, the most powerful ones are naturally the hidden sects with kings in charge.
However, all the space secret realms in the entire continent combined are not that many.
The Sword Sect can have a king-conferring master sitting in charge, but it can be considered a powerful sect among the hidden sects in the world!
Of course, having a feudal king sitting in charge does not mean that the Sword Sect will immediately become a top power.
It still requires a long period of accumulation and tempering.
Of course, with a king-conferring ancestor sitting in charge, the revitalization of the Sword Sect is just around the corner. Not to mention directly surpassing the Yuhua Sect, it is very possible to reach the level of the Yuan Mo Sect in the future!
As for Chen Fan personally, his swordsmanship can also play a more guiding role for Chen Fan.
But he immediately turned over his hand and took out the Wanxiang Pot, and said excitedly: "I wonder if this disciple will have the opportunity to see the current strength of the Patriarch?"
Although Chen Fan possesses many powerful magical powers of Immortal level in his hands, his own progress in the Dao is limited, and those magical powers of Immortal level are also limited by his own Dao realm, so what he masters is extremely limited.
For him, being able to fight with a master who has been crowned king to his heart's content, and being able to get his full guidance, is more important than simply practicing swordsmanship on his own!
The Patriarch of the Sword Sect also smiled and nodded.
The two of them immediately got into the Vientiane Pot.
The opportunity to fight against a master of swordsmanship is rare, but it will also be of great benefit to Chen Fan's swordsmanship practice.
However, the strength of the Sword Sect's Patriarch was not as strong as that of King Ye Hua, and he did not give Chen Fan that much pressure.
Even though he has already reached the level of kingship, he has just reached this level after all, and there is still a gap between him and an old guy like King Ye Hua.
Compared to Chen Fan, the life span of tens of thousands of years, the founder of the Sword Sect, is already quite long, but compared to King Ye Hua, his qualifications are far behind.
Not to mention that the founder of the Sword Sect spent a lot of time just sleeping.
King Ye Hua himself must have an extremely powerful Taoist weapon in his hands after having accumulated a long life.
Taoist tools also have a considerable impact on strength.
Chen Fan did not return the Blood Drinking Sword to the Patriarch, because he knew that the other party would definitely not want it.
The two said they were sparring, but in reality, they were training with Chen Fan as close to their ancestors.
And because in the illusion created by the Wanxiang Pot, the Patriarch could take action without reservation, allowing Chen Fan to fully experience his swordsmanship.
At the same time, Wanxiang Pot is constantly improving the projection of the ancestor based on the battle between Chen Fan and the ancestor.
Of course, although Chen Fan is still weak in the realm of swordsmanship, he has a lot of immortal-level magical powers in his hands.
Although due to the rules of the temple, these magical powers cannot be taught directly to the ancestor, they can also be used in the virtual realm and can also help the ancestor.
Needless to say, the founder of the Sword Sect was able to achieve the title of king even after sleeping for such a long time. Needless to say, his talent was so great that there were very few people in the temple who could match him.
Because of this, the two of them lost track of time as soon as they started fighting.
Months passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, they were still sparring, but Chen Fan suddenly stopped fighting.
He raised his brows and his expression became a little subtle: "Grandmaster, let's stop here. The Sword Sect has a guest..."
The Patriarch of the Sword Sect also raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded.
…
Among the Sword Sect.
The sky is covered with dark clouds.
A man wearing black armor floats in the air.
The violent, restless and terrifying black smoke rushed towards Jian Zong's position without concealment.
The sword sect's sect-protecting formation was dappled with spiritual light.
Countless sect disciples were stunned and looked at the horizon worriedly.
Some of the weaker disciples just felt the violent aura in the sky, and they spit out blood and became weak.
It was at this time.
In the sword pavilion.
A ray of light soared into the sky.
The person is none other than Chen Tianqian.
Chen Tianqian floated in the air and looked at the people in the sky with a horrified expression: "I don't know who the senior is, and I don't know how my 'Splitting Sky Sword Sect' offended the senior..."
"snort!"
The black-armored man's face was cold: "My name is 'Wu Shen', and I come from Luotianmen. My grandson 'Wu Ming' disappeared in Yuanchen Prefecture some time ago. I found someone to deduce the secrets during this period, and it was not easy to deduce it." His whereabouts will be within your Sky Splitting Sword Sect!"
After hearing what the black-armored man said, Chen Tianqian's expression also froze. He coughed heavily, but hurriedly said: "Some time ago, there was indeed a distinguished guest from the Luotian Sect in our Sword Sect. If senior wants to see him, I’ll call him right away.”
What Chen Tianqian said also made the black-armored man's momentum stagnant. He frowned slightly: "You said that my grandson is a guest in your Sky Splitting Sword Sect? But why can't I contact him at all?"
Chen Tianqian's scalp was numb: "This...I don't know this..."
Wu Shen snorted coldly:
"Return my grandson quickly!"
"If something happens to him, your Sky-Splitting Sword Sect won't have to exist anymore!"
The domineering voice spread throughout the Sword Sect, making countless disciples of the Sword Sect turn pale.
Chen Tianqian twitched the corner of his mouth and said quickly: "Senior, please wait a moment."