At the beginning, after Ye Wushang died in the battle with Emperor Yong Shen, all the warriors of the Temple Alliance wore white scarves on their heads as a sign of mourning for him. It was precisely because of that battle that the Warrior Temple's status in the alliance rose sharply. It's a pity.
, In the past hundred years, there has never been a genius like Ye Wushang in the Warrior Temple.
This is the first time Long Haochen has seen the statue of Ye Wushang. His appearance is not as outstanding as his reputation. He looks like an ordinary person. The statue is carved into the posture of Ye Wushang with a sword across his chest.
, faintly exuding a stern air.
However, after a brief viewing, Long Haochen gently shook his head.
Xu Zhongliang's expression changed, "Captain Long, here you go"..."
Long Haochen sighed with emotion: "This statue is a pity. It did not carve out the sword intent of Senior Ye Wushang. The statue is just a dead thing."
In fact, this statue of Ye Wushang is already a masterpiece, but Long Haochen can't stand it. He has seen better ones! At the end of the first floor of the Tower of Eternity, the statue of the Holy Law God of the Dead and the sleeping natural disaster Electrolux brought
His touch was too great, and his mouth perfectly reproduced the powerful aura of the Dharma God. Even his expression and thoughts were revealed. It was like a real person. In comparison, this statue of Ye Wushang was naturally inferior.
A lot.
After hearing Long Haochen's words, Xu Zhongliang's good impression suddenly disappeared, and he said in a deep voice: "Captain Long, please don't criticize the heroic statues in our warrior temple. Otherwise, even if you are a demon hunter, I will not
I want to challenge you to maintain the dignity of the Warrior Temple."
Long Haochen was slightly startled, and then he realized that his words were a bit abrupt, "I'm sorry, I apologize to you. It's me, Meng Lang. However, Senior Ye Wushang was the Thousand Year Sword back then, and his sword intention was not used."
It’s a shame to express it through a statue. If it could be done, maybe someone would actually be able to understand something from it.”
Xu Zhongliang looked at Long Haochen seriously and thought to himself, this young man does not seem to be a hypocrite. He sighed and said: "It is too difficult to express Ye Shuai's sword intention through the statue. Even in this place.
Back then, none of Ye Shuai's direct descendants could truly imitate Ye Shuai's sword intent, let alone now."
"Shuai Ye?" Long Haochen asked curiously.
Xu Zhongliang said: "Commander Ye was not only the master of our Warrior Temple, but also the commander-in-chief of the three armies of the Southeast Fortress at that time. The seniors all called him this old man."
Long Haochen nodded silently and said: "Hall Master Xu, I wonder when I can see the Lord of your temple?"
Xu Zhongliang was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, this guy really wants to see the palace master! He seems to take himself too seriously.
Long Haochen naturally saw the doubts in his heart and said sincerely: "Hall Master Xu, I have three things to do in the Warrior Temple this time. I can ask you for help with two of them, but the most important thing must be
You have to meet the palace master."
Xu Zhongliang frowned slightly and said, "I'm afraid it's a little difficult for the Lord of the Palace to be busy with his affairs."
Long Haochen faced the statue in front of him and said calmly: "What if it's about senior Ye Wushang?"
"Huh?" Xu Zhongliang was shocked, "About Ye Shuai? Commander Long, can you tell me what it is first?"
Long Haochen didn't hesitate, nodded and said: "I think I should be able to do the suggestion I just made. I can make this statue possess Ye Shuai's sword intent."
Xu Zhongliang took a breath. No matter how unbelieving he was, he did not question Long Haochen because he knew very well that even an emperor-level demon hunting group leader would never make such a joke with the Warrior Temple here.
If it is really just a joke, the damage to the Warrior Temple will be too great. No one can afford it.
"Captain Long, you, you..." Xu Zhongliang didn't know how to express his current emotions. Of course he hoped that all this was true, but the Commander Long in front of him was really too young.
Long Haochen raised his right hand and said sincerely: "I just came from the Holy City with my team members. I wonder if your Warrior Temple has received news. About a few months ago, senior Ye Ye appeared in the Holy City.
Is there any awakening in the divine sword used?"
Xu Zhongliang obviously felt that his heartbeat was speeding up. Of course they had heard about this matter, and the Warrior Temple sent a deputy hall master to investigate the matter personally. However, when they found Ye Weiyang, Ye Weiyang's descendant, Ye Weiyang
But he refused to reveal who had obtained Ye Shuai's heavy sword. He just said that if that person was willing, he would naturally contact the Warrior Temple. Moreover, the sword has recognized that person as its master, because that person is a knight, so it is impossible.
Return to the Warrior Temple again.
This incident shocked the top brass of the Warrior Temple, but as Ye Weiyang was a descendant of Ye Shuai, they could not force it no matter what. They could only secretly look for the knight who inherited the Ye Wushang Divine Sword Aria of the Goddess of Light. They even invited
Knights Temple Cooperation.
However, several months passed and that person never showed up.
At this moment, Xu Zhongliang was obviously shocked when he heard Long Haochen mention this matter. What shocked him even more was what happened next.
Xu Zhongliang saw Long Haochen's right hand, a right hand that was completely golden. A soft golden light quietly emerged, and then, an awe-inspiring sword intent suddenly bloomed.
The golden giant sword was raised above his head, and the spiritual pearl at the tip of the sword emitted bright golden light. The sword's intention not only emanated from this divine sword, but also spread from Long Haochen's body. This moment brought an impact to Xu Zhongliang
It was really too big. Just standing there, what Long Haochen brought to him was an unparalleled fusion of man and sword.
You must know that as the deputy leader of Kuangzhan Hall, Xu Zhongliang's own spiritual power cultivation level exceeds 90,000, and he is an eighth-level peak powerhouse. But at this moment, facing Long Haochen, he actually felt very insignificant.
Not just him, everyone who was passing by the Warrior Temple Hall stopped because of the sudden golden light. Of course they would not have any hostility, it was a light attribute and could not be an enemy. Next, the monstrous sword
The intention made everyone feel dumbfounded.
At this moment, they even had the illusion that the figure blooming with light was the real statue of Ye Shuai, while the tall figure on the other side was just a dead thing.
The contrast was too strong. The tyrannical sword power seemed to pierce the dome of the Warrior Temple, and the figure with the sword in one body was even more tall.
After nearly a year of seclusion, Long Haochen's gains can be imagined. Naturally, he inherited not only the divine sword Aria of the Goddess of Light itself, but also its sword intent. At the same time, he also combined this sword intent with
When he was awakened as a god's favored one, his understanding of repelling Abao's sword merged with each other to form his own unique sword intention.
Undoubtedly, this was the help brought to him by the powerful talent of the God's Favorite. To be precise, the sword intention displayed by Long Haochen at this time was somewhat different from Ye Wushang's back then, and it was far from being completely different from Ye Wushang's.
Compared with the understanding of putting one's love on the sword. However, what he holds in his hand is the aria of the goddess of light, and it is also assisted by the sword. How can he not shake the entire warrior temple?
Xu Zhongliang was the first to perform the highest warrior etiquette to the Aria of the Goddess of Light, and then all the soldiers present respectfully saluted in unison.
The golden light converged, and the Aria of the Goddess of Light disappeared in Long Haochen's hands, and the tyrannical sword intent also dissipated. Looking at Long Haochen's burning gaze, Xu Zhongliang nodded vigorously, "Captain Long, please wait a moment.
I will report it to the palace master immediately." After saying that, he immediately turned around and walked away quickly.
Long Haochen still stood on the same spot, silently staring at the statue in front of him. Although the statue did not have the sword intention of the Bright Sword God Ye Wushang, his tragic aura that squinted across the battlefield deeply touched Long Haochen.
In his heart, he vaguely had a different understanding of his sword intention.
This trip to the Warrior Temple was obviously not because of the military chief of Xingxun City. It was just a small incident. The more important thing about his trip was to return Ye Wushang's sword intention to the Warrior Temple. This was also his reason.
The reason for insisting on meeting the master of the Warrior Temple.
Not long after, more than ten people filed down from the stairs on one side of the hall. The one walking at the front was an old man wearing a golden robe. This old man was already full of silver hair, but he could walk quickly.
But it gives people a powerful pressure like the rolling of mountains.
Xu Zhongliang and other senior officials of the Warrior Temple with strong auras followed the old man and came straight towards Long Haochen.
The golden-robed old man's face was full of excitement, and he strode to Long Haochen's side. However, Long Haochen seemed not to have seen him, and was still staring at the statue of the thousand-year sword with burning eyes.
Xu Zhongliang was about to speak, but was stopped by the golden old man who raised his hand. A strange light flashed in the old man's eyes. He turned around and signaled everyone to be silent and not to disturb Long Haochen. He himself just stood beside Long Haochen, looking at him.
This handsome young man.
Nearly half an hour passed before Long Haochen's eyes suddenly shone brightly. He stepped forward with his left foot and waved his right hand forward like lightning. A faint golden light flashed away.
A long sigh full of pleasure came out of his mouth, and in the next moment, the whole hall suddenly remembered a sharp roar. The scream disappeared in an instant, but the senior officials of the Warrior Temple standing aside all had shocked expressions on their faces.
, they all clearly felt the brutality when Long Haochen's right hand struck out. There was no spiritual power fluctuation, just pure sword intent. Who exactly was this young man?
"Are you Long Haochen?" The golden-robed old man finally spoke, with a slight tremor in his voice.
Long Haochen was startled, and then he realized that there were already people standing around him. He turned around quickly and met the emotional gaze of the old man in gold robe.
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