"I wonder, Your Majesty, when did your spiritual and martial unity begin?"
After saying these words, almost everyone in the tomb turned their attention towards Zong Shou, and they were also extremely curious. (氵kun
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Among the few known people in the Cloud Realm who can achieve the integration of spirit and martial arts, the highest fusion rate is only 20%.
But this Zongshou alone has a score as high as 30%!
Not only is the strength increased, the chance of this sect guard entering the holy realm will also be several times higher than that of ordinary monks!
Zong Shou smiled, not bothering to answer what this person said.
But Wuji's next words made everyone slightly startled and stunned: "I don't know, Your Majesty, would you like to enter the realm of my spiritual realm?"
When these words were spoken, even Zong Shou was surprised, but only Master Wuji's eyes were blazing.
If Taoists can get this son, then what does Xiaoxiangzi mean?
Compared to the boy in front of him, he was simply a bad stone next to Mingyu, not worth mentioning.
If he wasn't Zong Shou, he was from the Tianhu clan and his status was inconsistent. He even thought that the young man in front of him was the future 'God Emperor'!
Maybe it was because the heaven didn't want the God-Emperor to stand out alone that he gave birth to such a person who could compete with him and be a powerful force.
This Dao is that Xiaoxiangzi, and it can already help them survive the spiritual catastrophe safely.
However, compared with Li Wuhui's desperate desire, it was somewhat eclipsed. Especially this Zong Shou. He couldn't help but doubt that Xiaoxiangzi, who was so vulnerable, could really become the leader of the Taoist sect in an era when heroes were competing for each other?
Maybe today's misfortune is actually a good thing.
The future successor of the Dao Sect Heaven Realm should probably not make such a hasty decision——
Several ninth-level spiritual cultivators in the Spiritual Vault Realm were stunned for a moment, and then fell silent. A few of them even had a look of anticipation in their eyes.
The eyes of several people in the Heavenly Demon Dome Realm flickered. First they regretted not thinking of it earlier, and then they became anxious.
It wasn't until Zong Shou gave a disdainful sigh that he calmed down.
"It's best not to mention these words again. I wonder if I, Zong Shou, already have a teacher?"
Wuji frowned slightly, and then said indifferently: "If your Majesty is willing to enter my Taoist sect, I expect that Old Man Longying will never stop him, but will be happy to see it happen."
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that this would never end. But speaking of it, Long Ying and Ao Kun had complained not once before.
Why didn't he join the Taoist Buddhist sect? He could also join the Sword sect.
But the way of life cannot make them feel at ease.
No longer too lazy to pay attention, Zong Shou took the two Ziji Pills in his hands.
After a casual glance, Zong Shou flicked it. Two purple lights hit Yuan Wushang and Li Wuhui respectively.
The latter was slightly surprised. Then he put the purple pill away with peace of mind.
Yuan Wushang was surprised.
"I helped her, but I just don't want to be angered by you at this time. It's not a good intention!"
At this point, Yuan Wushang's eyes slightly raised, and his smile revealed: "Aren't you afraid that I will continue to fight against you after I recover from my injuries?"
Zong Shou glanced at him indifferently and was too lazy to answer.
Three months ago, he could fight and win. After three months, he would naturally not care. What is there to be afraid of?
When Na Yuan Wushang saw this, he laughed loudly, slapped the Ziji Pill, broke it into powder, and swallowed it in his mouth.
Not even a moment later, the broken wound started to squirm, and it turned out to be an arm, stretching out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zong Shou frowned slightly and continued to look at Ruo Shui in his arms.
Weak Shui's injury has stabilized, but it has not improved.
When it comes to injuries, Yuan Wushang is actually heavier than Weak Water. It's just Weak Water, but it doesn't have that guy's cultivation. At this time, the consciousness is comatose, the five internal organs are shattered, and it is more difficult to absorb the power of the medicine. Therefore, up to this point, it is still the effect Very few.
The power of the medicine cannot be dissolved. No matter how much Ziji Dan you take, it will be useless.
After thinking for a moment, Zong Shou inserted more than a dozen golden needles in succession. It wasn't until he saw that Wu Shui's breathing was more even that he slightly raised his brows.
However, if he wants to wake up, he still needs to return to Qiantian Mountain before making plans. I wonder if Xuanyuan Yiren has any way to wake up Wu Shui.
When he thought about this, Zong Shou's aura became even more gloomy and his anger was hard to suppress.
If there were any shortcomings in Weowui, then Xiaoxiangzi and Wuxuan would have to be buried with her no matter what!
By this time, the originally uninjured arm had recovered, and he squeezed it hard. Apart from being slightly uncomfortable, he still managed to do whatever he wanted.
As if he was extremely satisfied, Yuan Wushang suddenly smiled but not smiled. He looked at Yan Rui and said in a strange tone: "Remember what you said just now? I, Yuan Wushang, have a false reputation? The name of Six Ultimate Swords does not match it. Reality?"
Yan Rui was startled and took a step back. Opposite him, he felt that the maniacal young man opposite him had murderous intent that was solidified.
But Yuan Wushang seemed to be thinking about it, and said calmly: "By the way! One more thing, in front of the Sword Sect, who dares to discuss whether the sword is right?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the innocent person had already come over and grabbed Yan Rui's throat with his palm.
Feng Taiji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped in front of Yan Rui. He suddenly drew his sword, and the green sword shadow stabbed him diagonally at the most incredible angle.
Yuan Wushang laughed, and slashed out with the same sword. Immediately, thousands of spirit objects exploded in the void.
But it was not like the atmosphere during the battle with Wu Xuan before. It was extremely brilliant. It was also vast and deep! The soul power and the inner breath became one in an instant——
Isn’t it a combination of spirit and martial arts? I have it too, Yuan Wushang!
What a underestimate!
Keng!
There was a sword cry, and Feng Taiji spit out a mouthful of blood mist. The sword light suddenly scattered, and the whole person was thrown aside, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.
Everyone in this cave was already numb at this time.
This is the third person among the Six Ultimate Swords in the Cloud Realm who has achieved the integration of spirit and martial arts——
It turned out that Yuan Wushang, who couldn't even block a punch in front of Wu Xuan before, was actually so strong. He was so seriously injured that he couldn't move the sword——
If it had been before, they would have been surprised. At this time, the thoughts that flashed through their minds were that this sword madman was indeed worthy of being as famous as Zong Shou Jue Xu!
After Feng Taiji was stunned, his face was full of shame.
I looked down on Yuan Wushang, and even vaguely agreed with Wu Xuan's words, so he felt helpless because of his reputation as the Six Ultimate Sword.
But it turns out that he himself can't even stop Yuan Wushang's sword! Then let alone Zong Shou, who is even better than this person in swordsmanship and martial arts!
After slashing Feng Taiji back, Yuan Wushang had already grasped Yan Rui's neck, with a slightly bloodthirsty and crazy look in his eyes.
But the next moment, he felt Zong Shou's breath tightening, and his eyes looked over with a warning tone. He hesitated slightly, but he knew that Zong Shou had some friendship with Jian Zong.
That Lei Dong is a sworn brother. He does not look at the face of the monk to look at the face of the Buddha. Even if he is dissatisfied with these people and is happy to see him teach the sword sect a lesson, he will not want to see him kill Yan Rui.
He wanted to ignore it, but he knew that it would be extremely difficult for him to kill someone in front of Zong Shou. But if he wanted to follow this guy's will, he didn't dare.
At this moment, another sword came from the side and struck.
Yuan Wushang raised his eyebrows and looked at it with slight surprise. He saw the blue sword shadow flying towards him. The sword power was no more than an ordinary eighth-level sword. It was far from being noticed in his eyes. But it contained a kind of
, indescribable aura.
If his sword forcibly controls the spirits of heaven and earth, causing them to burst, this Ruotao makes all the five elements of spiritual energy willing to be used by him!
Let thousands of spiritual energies converge on the sword.
"Ruotao!"
With a cold snort, Yuan Wushang reluctantly opened his mouth. However, he slapped Yan Rui on the face.
Yan Rui's mouth was full of white teeth, and they were immediately shattered. The man was violently thrown back dozens of feet and hit the wall of the tomb, but his life was saved in the end.
And Ruotao's sword stopped in time, stopping three inches in front of Yuan Wushang.
Yuan Wushang turned a blind eye and smiled with a cold expression: "Today's slap is to tell you. Don't talk nonsense if you want. There are some people you can't offend. I really thought you, my junior brother, could protect you.
you?"
Then he sneered at Feng Taiji: "That guy is here today. I will temporarily spare your life and give it to someone else. Then I will try to see if your sword master, Feng Taiji, can escape from my sword."
Feng Taiji's whole body was trembling slightly, and he tried his best to maintain his composure, but his lips turned slightly purple uncontrollably.
Yuan Wushang burst out laughing: "You are ashamed of being among the Six Ultimate Swordsmen, but I, Yuan Wushang, always look down on you. After returning, it is best to go back to the Ten Thousand Swords Realm and practice hard for three years before coming out.
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Then he looked at Ruotao, who was frowning and pointing a sword at him. His eyes were slightly complicated, and he sighed slightly: "It's a pity for you! I was really looking forward to it."
Why was it a pity, but he didn't say anything. He just walked aside, sat down cross-legged, and continued to heal his wounds.
His injury had not fully recovered, but he was holding back a lot of anger today and could not let it out.
Therefore, after his injuries were slightly better, he couldn't wait to attack Yan Rui and Feng Taiji.
At this time, I felt relieved and in a good mood, and then I began to seriously deal with my injuries.
Zong Shou, on the other hand, looked coldly at Ruotao.
"Is it Ruotao? It's a pity. Your sword has shackles, restraints, and knots in your heart. If you can't break it, it will take a few months at most. Thunder will surpass you. We sword masters
, when you think of it, you can draw the sword, why do you need so many scruples and considerations. If you can't bear it, there is no need to bear it anymore. If your sword sect is just like this, it will be unworthy of its name."
Ruotao was startled and stood on the spot. He looked blankly at the sword in his hand. Isn't it just what Zongshou said?
My own sword is indeed bound and has a knot in my heart.
After Zong Shou finished speaking, he ignored him. It was for Lei Dong's sake that he said something to wake him up.
If it were him, Yu Ruotao would change his position. He would never give in at all, and would definitely try his best to hold his own destiny and the future of the Sword Sect in his own hands instead of entrusting it to the hands of others.
This is the real swordsman!
What Jian Zong wants is a person who can truly pass on the Taoism. No matter who he is, it actually doesn't matter.