The news spread like the wind, and the entire Supreme Sword Hall exploded. The place of trial existed before the Supreme Sword Hall was established, but no one has ever become the Chosen One. But now, Wu Bei, the owner of the throne, has become
The first chosen son in history!
This incident caused a sensation in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Immortal World. Before Wu Bei returned to Purple Dragon Peak, Si Qingshan was already waiting for him halfway.
"Congratulations, sir, for becoming the Chosen One!" Si Qingshan smiled, and behind him were two monks with very powerful auras.
Si Qingshan immediately introduced: "Master Wu, these two are important members of Wuliang Sword Palace, Sword Master Zuo Gensheng and Sword Master Liu Changwei. They are both direct disciples of our ancestors."
Sword Master means that one's cultivation has reached the Tao realm. Speaking of which, Wu Bei is also the descendant of Wuliang Sword Master. He immediately cupped his fists and said, "I have met two senior brothers."
If they were ordinary elite disciples, Zuo and Liu would naturally not take them seriously, let alone regard them as brothers. But Wu Bei was different. He was number one on the sword list, the lord of the throne, and the chosen son. If these identities were added up, even if
These sword masters will all be eclipsed!
Zuo Gensheng smiled and said: "Junior brother Wu, we have known your name for a long time, but we have never had the chance to meet you. Junior brother, do you have time now? Let's go to the Wuliang Sword Palace to sit down. All the senior brothers want to meet junior brother."
"Okay." He nodded in agreement.
The Wuliang Sword Palace that Wu Bei is going to this time is different from the last time. Last time he broke the restriction and entered the palace, so he entered another layer of space, where there are the inheritance of the Wuliang Sword Lord and the resources left to him.
In the Wuliang Sword Palace, there are eight Sword Masters present. In addition, there are also disciples and disciples of Wuliang Sword Master. Their cultivation levels are not weak, and some are even about to break through to the Dao realm and become new Sword Masters.
Wu Bei came in, everyone stood up, and an old man with white beard came quickly, cupped his fists and said: "Junior Brother Wu, I am Wu Qingfeng, the first disciple of Master, we have the same surname."
Wu Bei quickly returned the gift: "Elder brother."
Wu Qingfeng laughed "haha": "Junior brother, I heard Qingshan say that you got
We are really envious of the inheritance of Jianbi, entering the sword palace at night and getting the inheritance."
Wu Bei: "Big brother, I'm grateful. I'm just lucky."
Wu Qingfeng said sternly: "Junior brother, you must not be humble. Not just anyone can get the chosen one, but you are the first one in history!"
Zuo Gensheng smiled and said: "Junior brother, I came to see you today because I actually have something to discuss with you."
Wu Beidao: "Please speak."
Wu Qingfeng sighed softly and said: "Master has been away for a while, and he will not be back in a short time. Originally, our Wuliang Sword Palace was the most powerful, but as soon as Master left, it became a mess. The fundamental reason is who among us
They don’t obey anyone, they lack someone to give orders.”
Wu Bei also knew that the power of Wuliang Sword Palace was powerful, far exceeding that of several major aristocratic families as a whole. However, the lack of a leader after Wuliang Sword Master left the Wanjian Immortal World led to disunity in the hearts of the people and the gradual loss of words in the Supreme Sword Hall.
right.
He then asked: "I wonder what I can do?"
Wu Qingfeng smiled and said: "We hope that junior brother can lead Wuliangjian Palace and serve as the palace master!"
Wu Bei waved his hand quickly: "Senior brother, I am young and have little knowledge. I am afraid I will not be qualified."
Wu Qingfeng said: "Junior brother, although you are young, you have a bright future. You have the throne of swordsmanship. In the future, your descendants will all be royals, and you are the king of swordsmanship. All swordsmen in the world will respect you! To be honest,
With such a noble status, it feels aggrieved to be the palace master."
Liu Changwei: "Yes, junior brother. We are not convinced by each other at the moment, but if you, junior brother, become the master of the palace, we will all support it with our hands."
Wu Bei was a little hesitant. He didn't have time to take care of things here, so
He asked: "Senior brothers, do you have to take care of a lot of things as a palace master?"
Wu Qingfeng laughed "haha": "Actually, it's nothing. Everyone is responsible for the things at hand. Junior brother only needs to call everyone to meet every year and make decisions. Normally, junior brother does not have to worry about the affairs of the palace."
After hearing this, Wu Bei felt reassured and said: "Since all the senior brothers show your love, then I will be disrespectful to you."
Everyone was overjoyed and came forward to pay homage: "See you, Lord of the Palace!"
Becoming a palace master is a big event, so Wu Qingfeng proposed to hold an inauguration ceremony on a different date, and then all the sword masters from the Supreme Sword Hall will be present to celebrate.
A junior walked out of the crowd. He was the pride of the younger generation, and his eyes never left Wu Bei. He found an opportunity at this time, and quickly stepped forward to kowtow, and said: "Palace Master, disciple Zhang Jing, has been practicing the Chaotic Sword Art, but
Something went wrong recently and my cultivation has stagnated. Please give me some guidance from the Palace Master!"
If Wu Bei could become the chosen one, his wisdom would naturally be far beyond that of ordinary people. There was nothing he could do about this scripture, so he had to bite the bullet and ask Wu Bei for advice.
Wu Bei asked: "Chaos Sword Technique?" He remembered that there is a technique in the inheritance of Wuliang Sword Master, which is Chaos Sword Technique. This Chaos Sword Technique is not the most powerful technique of Wuliang Sword Master, but it is quite powerful.
Big, it is quite difficult to practice.
He said: "You show it, and I'll take a look."
Zhang Jing then took up his sword stance, flicked his long sword, and hundreds of extremely chaotic sword lights appeared, which were as chaotic as hemp and slashed towards the open space in front of him.
It can be seen that Zhang Jing worked very hard and was able to send out hundreds of sword rays at once. Without ten years of skill, it would be impossible to perform it.
Wu Bei shook his head: "The chaos of the Chaos Sword Technique is not to make you confused, but to make the enemy feel confused and unable to defend accurately. But look at you, you didn't make the enemy confused, your sword skills were messed up first.
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After saying that, he took the other person’s treasure
Sword, when the sword is swung, three thousand sharp sword lights will fly out. It is also chaotic, but there is some order in the chaos. All the sword lights imply order in the chaos, and they are faintly formed.
A sharp killing array!
Zhang Jing's eyes widened when he saw it, and he murmured: "The Chaos Sword Jue is actually so powerful!"
Wu Bei returned the sword to him and said, "Go back and study hard."
After chatting with everyone for a while, Wu Bei left.
Returning to Zilong Peak, Wu Bei asked Qiu Sheng: "Can I go to Longyuan Pavilion at any time?"
Qiu Sheng said: "Sir, Longyuan Pavilion is only open for one month every year. If you want to go, you will have to wait for a while."
Wu Bei: "Well, don't wait any longer. I'll go back in a few days."
At this time, he thought of the divine fortune teller Li. A mortal could predict fortunes so accurately. He had always wanted to visit him.
So, he took Zihua and called Murong Bing, and the three of them went to Zigui City together.
Zigui City is not a big city, but its reputation is not small, because there have been many famous people here, including two sword masters.
At a fortune-telling stall in the west of Zigui City, a tall, thin man with a black beard was sitting there, telling people's fortunes. His fortune-telling skills were very high, so ordinary people couldn't afford to ask him to tell fortunes. Those who could come here to tell fortunes were all wealthy.
A person with money and power. This person is none other than Li Shensuan.
Li Shensuan has been telling people's fortunes for decades and has saved a lot of money. He doesn't need to run a fortune teller anymore. But for some reason, he still sets up his fortune teller on the street every day, and the first three fortune tellers are free.
Therefore, his divination stall was guarded every night in order to ask Li Shen to calculate a divination for them for free.
The three of them came to the divination stall. Li Shensuan, who was doing fortune telling for others, suddenly raised his head. He grinned at Wu Bei and said, "Master Wu, I have been waiting for you for thirty years, and you finally show up!"
