Feng Huan never expected that Master Fan, who had been teaching them, was actually the legendary Wuchen Tianzun who was the number one in the six realms. Although Wuchen Tianzun was known to the world as the number one in the six realms, due to his years of seclusion and suppression,
The reason for the seal is that except for the older generation of demon-slaying immortals, few people have seen him.
Even though he appeared last time when Immortal Lord Yan Jing performed his rituals, everyone only glanced at him from a distance. In addition, the spiritual energy around him at that time was blocking his body. No one could see him clearly except those with cultivation levels like the Immortal Lord.
True appearance.
This led to all the disciples in the teaching hall thinking that he was just an ordinary master with a powerful alchemy, and at most he was an elder figure in the pavilion. Even because he never left any lessons, he was once the most tolerant and kind-hearted among all the disciples.
's husband.
It wasn't until Qingjue and Feng Huan were arrested in the border city and put on an altar to offer sacrifices, and watched the Master fall from the sky and smash the altar with a sword to save them, that they knew his true identity.
After returning to Zhentian Pavilion, Feng Huan's mood was wandering between excitement, anticipation, and apprehension. Especially the scene he saw on the way back. He seemed to not only know the true identity of Wuchen Tianzun, but also
Be careful... you eat his melon. This shocking secret made him shocked and confused.
In my heart, I wanted to show off to others that I had actually met Wuchen Tianzun, but I was afraid that I would accidentally tell the story between him and Junior Sister Jiang.
After all, whether it was a master and a disciple, or a deity and a princess, this combination was a bit too shocking. He even had some doubts as to whether everything he saw that day was an illusion.
After all, one is the number one in the six realms, and the other is a mortal who has not even cultivated the immortal body. Besides, Junior Sister Jiang has only been in Zhentian Pavilion for a few years. How on earth can she practice with them every day and at the same time... what about Tianzun?
? Is this the power of people from other worlds?
Besides, it has been thousands of years since Wuchen Tianzun became an immortal. It seems that there are not many people older than him in the entire six realms. Being a Taoist companion with Jiang Ran is a bit old-fashioned... and so on.
Meaning. To a certain extent, he is really... number one in the six realms.
It has to be said that Feng Huan has been frightened, scared and excited these days. He almost suffered internal injuries from holding it in. He even thought that he had discovered such a big secret, so that he would not be exposed to it, or his mouth would be silenced directly.
And so on.
But... nothing!
He stayed in the West Courtyard cautiously for several days. Not only Tianzun, but also Junior Sister Jiang Ran seemed to have forgotten him. Nothing happened despite the threats, inducements and explanations. Only Qing Jue, who happened to be passing by, couldn't help but say something.
, "Why don't you go home yet? Isn't Tianqi Xiu Mu not over yet? Is it because the food in Zhentian Pavilion is too delicious?"
Feng Huan: "..."
No, just forget it if Master and Junior Sister Jiang don’t take it seriously, Qingjue, why do you act so naturally and calmly in your daily life?!
"What's this?" After listening to his doubts, Qingjue had a natural look on her face. Even the surprise she felt when she found out the master's true identity that day disappeared, and she said eloquently, "The holy decree of heaven, your highness's blood can save the world, she
Isn’t it normal to find a Taoist companion? Besides, the key to salvation is the Demonic Abyss, and Tianzun is the one who guards the Demonic Abyss. Is there anyone more suitable than him? "What are you worrying about when the Heavenly Dao recognizes it?"
"..." Feng Huan was stunned. Can he still understand this?
His eyes suddenly opened wide, as if he had opened up a new world. When he thought about it, it seemed that it suddenly made sense.
Feng Huan's originally anxious heart completely calmed down because of this sentence. Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was dressed in powerful clothes and holding a spiritual sword in his hand. He seemed to be going to the martial arts stage, "What are you going to do?
?” Aren’t classes at the Mission Hall not yet resumed?
"Practice your sword!" Qing Jue replied, her eyes darkened, and her face suddenly became firm and resolute, "It's all because I'm too weak that I put Your Highness in danger this time. Master is right, cultivation is a matter of
I can't slack off every day, so I asked for a new swordsmanship from Tianzun, and I'm planning to go to the martial arts stage to practice." Your Highness is so kind, and as the only immortal attendant, she must protect her safety no matter what.
I won't let her put herself in danger again.
"Is this... so urgent?" Feng Huan was a little surprised. He understood that the incident in Boundary City had a great impact on Qing Jue, and he himself was the same.
These disciples thought that being able to enter the preaching hall was an outstanding representative of the immortal world, and they even thought they were already very powerful. However, the battle in Border City made him see clearly.
The real power never depends on where you seek enlightenment or where you are born. The Preaching Hall only provides a way for them to become stronger. To really become stronger, you have to rely on yourself. No matter how high their understanding is and how good their qualifications are, they are just
He is just an earthly immortal. Only when his cultivation level increases within himself can he become truly powerful.
Feng Huan also felt that he needed to practice more seriously, but that was only after the classes at the Mission Hall actually resumed with the guidance of his master, and he did not expect Qing Jue to start so soon.
"Are you anxious? But there is no time for practice." Qingjue continued, "This is the Zhentian Pavilion. Master and the others are all here, so it is no different from usual days."
Feng Huan was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses. It was true that the master was waiting for him to resume classes, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Then... I'll go with you!" After all, it was the swordsmanship taught by Wuchen Tianzun, and he also wanted to experience it.
After a while, maybe Tianzun will come over and I can get a few words of advice.
And more importantly, his swordsmanship was no longer as good as Qing Jue's. Inexplicably, he felt worried that he would get further and further away from her and be left behind.
Qingjue didn't care about his sudden advancement, nodded, and the two of them headed towards the martial arts stage together.
I originally thought there would be no one inside, but as soon as I got closer, I suddenly heard a familiar scream coming from inside. The sound was so loud that the protective circle next to the martial arts stage trembled.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaum...Uncle Master, you don't need to kill me, do you? I wont teach you to do tricks like this!" I saw Qi Kuo covering his sore buttocks and jumping around wildly on the stage.
He was feet tall, and while jumping he had to avoid the sword energy that was flying around on the stage.
"The sword moves are loose and full of flaws. Naturally, there is no way to stop the sword energy." Opposite him, Fan Chen, dressed in white as snow, held the spirit sword in his hand and looked at Qi Kuo with a frown and dissatisfaction, "Even if you practice this Mingxin Sword,
At the tenth level, if it cannot exert 100% of its power, it is equivalent to a useless move."
"No, uncle, my sword skills are only flawed in your eyes. Moreover, the Mingxin Sword originally only had the ninth level. I can reach the tenth level only because I have practiced to the extreme and realized the last level." Qi
Kuo felt like crying but had no tears to explain.
"Then why did you block my sword move?" Fan Chen's face darkened.
"No, who can stop this?" Qi Kuo wanted to kneel down to him. Apart from his sister back then, could anyone in the six realms find anyone who could fight with him? "Uncle, how can you cultivate yourself?
No points? Besides, no one can stop my swordsmanship except you."
"Sophistry!" Fan Chen continued to lecture with an indifferent expression on his face, "You were too lax in the past and did not constantly improve your cultivation. How will you deal with a crisis in the long run? Stop talking nonsense and take action!"
"Ah? Still fighting!" Qi Kuo was stunned, and the next moment the overwhelming sword energy came over him. He screamed again, had to hold on to the sword in his hand, and started running around the place again, desperately trying to avoid the opponent's attack.
Hey, the screams echoed through the martial arts stage again, "Ouch...it hurts, it hurts, my butt is ahhhh!"
In the midst of the chaos, Qi Kuo ignored the two people who had just entered, and while screaming, he also did not forget to give them a frantic look and send out a frantic distress signal.
Qingjue: "..."
Feng Huan: "..."
Well, is it too late to give up on Tianzun's guidance and turn around now?