Whoosh! Several rays of sword energy shot out from the white mist. Under the agitation of the sword energy, the surrounding white mist dispersed, and the true face of Sword God Mountain appeared in everyone's eyes.
Even though they knew the majesty of Sword God Mountain, many people still expressed emotion.
Ye Shaohan also rarely opened his eyes and looked at the Sword God Mountain that penetrated the sky like a sword. His expression was slightly shocked. He actually felt hundreds of powerful auras in this endless mountain range. This aura was not only
Less than the Spirit Emperor Realm.
Although he knew that the Sword God Sect was very powerful, Ye Shaohan didn't expect that the Sword God Sect was so powerful and actually had hundreds of Spirit Emperor disciples.
In particular, a few of the breaths shocked Ye Shaohan. Those breaths were definitely the breaths of Lingzong realm warriors. Just a few breaths made people palpitate.
"With this strength, this Sword God Sect can stand firm for thousands of years and control the entire Falling Rain Kingdom!" Ye Shaohan murmured to himself, stood up, and looked at the Sword God Mountain motionlessly.
"For tens of thousands of years, the Sword God Sect has declined to such an extent. After tens of thousands of years of cultivation and recuperation, it still has not regained its vitality. Alas!" Fire Qilin's sigh sounded in Ye Shaohan's heart.
It is undoubtedly a helpless thing to witness the rise and fall of a sect. Hearing this, Ye Shaohan also sighed slightly and communicated with Huo Qilin: "A new generation replaces the old one, and the same is true for sects!"
"Tsk, tsk, you really comforted me!" Seeing Ye Shaohan's words of comfort, Huo Qilin smiled and scolded: "I have lived for so many years, I have long been used to it!"
"The law of the world is that the weak eat the strong. A generation of sects are destined to rise and fall from the beginning. It's just a matter of time!" Ye Shaohan said calmly.
Having said this, Ye Shaohan ignored Huo Qilin and focused on the Sword God Mountain in front of him. The white mist receded and a complete Sword God Mountain appeared in Ye Shaohan's eyes.
The phantoms of the four peaks loomed in the Sword God Mountain Range. Even though they were far apart, Ye Shaohan could still feel the sword energy on the five peaks. They must be the four peaks of the Sword God!
"The four major peaks are indeed the Four Sword God Peaks. In ancient times, the four major peaks also had other aliases, namely Qinglong Peak, Suzaku Peak, Xuanwu Peak, and ### Peak. And today's four ancient tribes are these
The peak-protecting clan of the Four Peaks, but now that the four ancient clans have left the Sword God Sect, this peak-protecting master no longer exists!" Fire Qilin's strong soul power poured out, and it enveloped him in just a few breaths of time.
Half of the Sword God Mountain.
Bang! Several powerful auras erupted from the four peaks of Sword God. As soon as this aura erupted, all the monsters within a radius of dozens of miles panicked and fled frantically.
Ye Shaohan and others who were at the bottom of the mountain felt suffocated. Fortunately, the breath came suddenly and disappeared quickly.
The soul power of Fire Qilin immediately disappeared into the Qilin. At the same time, the connection between Fire Qilin and Ye Shaohan was also cut off. Even Ye Shaohan could not feel the breath of Fire Qilin.
Ye Shaohan was wondering when suddenly, several powerful souls swept past from the bottom of the mountain. These terrifying soul powers disappeared after just one sweep on Ye Shaohan's body. Although the time was short, a cold sweat broke out on Ye Shaohan's back.
"What a powerful soul power!" Ye Shaohan said secretly. Under these few soul powers, he actually felt like he was suffocating.
"Could it be that Xiao Huo's aura was detected by these people?" Thinking of this, Ye Shaohan did not dare to contact Huo Qilin immediately and closed his eyes tightly again.
A few moments later, the aura of Fire Qilin emerged again. As soon as Fire Qilin appeared, Ye Shaohan asked: "Xiao Huo, what happened before, who were those people?"
"It's so dangerous. I originally wanted to explore the current situation of the Sword God Sect, but I didn't expect that those old boys have good soul power and can actually detect it!" Huo Qilin said helplessly: "Those people are the peak masters of the four peaks of the Sword God.
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"The strength of these four people must be much stronger than that of Nian Samsara!" Hearing this, a look of solemnity appeared on Ye Shaohan's face.
"Boy, don't worry! After you practice the martial arts of the Sword God Sect, my soul will be almost recovered. I still have a way to deal with this kid. Don't forget that this is the Sword God Sect. In terms of the numbers of the Sword God Sect,
The breath level, those guys are not as good as me!" Huo Qilin carefully released his soul power again. At this time, coupled with Huo Qilin's deliberate action, those few people were not aware of Huo Qilin's aura.
"Xiao Huo, what is your connection with the Sword God Sect? Why are you so familiar with the situation of the Sword God Sect?" Hearing this, Ye Shaohan asked softly.
This question has puzzled Ye Shaohan for a long time. Whether it is Qilin, Fire Qilin, Ancestral Pavilion, Sword Tomb, or Jade Pendant, the source of all these is the Sword God Sect.
Hearing this, Huo Qilin fell into silence for a while. After a long time, Huo Qilin sighed softly: "According to common sense, I am also a member of the Sword God Sect. I was in charge of the four ancient clans back then!"
"The four ancient clans, that is to say, the four Qinglong clans are your subordinates?" Hearing this, Ye Shaohan said in surprise.
"It can be said to be true to a certain extent, but those guys have never regarded me as their immediate boss!" Huo Qilin chuckled, with a hint of nostalgia in his tone.
"Okay, the Sword Revival Day has begun, you can handle it by yourself, I will continue to retreat!" After saying that, the aura of the fire unicorn disappeared again.
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan smiled helplessly and looked at the Sword God Mountain carefully. The white fog receded, and the gate of the Sword God Gate gradually appeared in Ye Shaohan's sight.
The mountain gates are all made of bluish-gray boulders. The two characters carved in white jade are as slow as life, exuding incomparable heroic spirit. The mountain gate carved from heavenly jade is like a sleeping giant, resplendent and magnificent.
It is not an exaggeration to describe this mountain gate. From the mountain gate, you can see the background of the Sword God Sect. Especially after Ye Shaohan recognized that the blue-grey boulder was an excellent material for refining weapons, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the Sword God Sect's wealth.
This mountain gate alone is enough to reveal the foundation of the Sword God Sect. A sect with tens of thousands of years of history is indeed not comparable to a thousand-year-old family.
The growth of a force also requires the accumulation of time. The Ye family still has a long way to go. Ye Shaohan sighed slightly and no longer paid attention to the magnificent and magnificent mountain gate, but stared at the sword flying over the mountain gate.
Guang, muttering to himself: "Spiritual Emperor Realm!"
"Maybe one day you will be able to fly freely in the blue sky." A voice full of laughter came from behind Ye Shaohan.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan looked for fame, but the person who spoke out was a young man about the same age as him.
The shabby white clothes cannot cover the main parts of the young man's body. His handsome appearance, playful face, and naughty expression make people involuntarily have a good impression of him.
What surprised Ye Shaohan was that this young man who had been through the dust was not weak in strength. He seemed to have reached the peak of a spiritual master. To a certain extent, this young man could be called a genius.
Hearing the encouragement and confidence in the young man's words, Ye Shaohan smiled lightly and said: "Maybe!"
The young man laughed and suddenly jumped from a stone next to Ye Shaohan. Regardless of his hands that were covered with black mud, he slapped Ye Shaohan's shoulder with his left hand, and immediately touched Ye Shaohan's white face.
A large black palm print was left on his white clothes, and he grinned and said: "Hey, I am also participating in today's Sword Revival Day. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Yue Wuxie. What about you?"
Looking at the muddy hand on his shoulder, Ye Shaohan smiled helplessly and said, "Suifeng!"
After saying that, Ye Shaohan stretched out his right hand and took Yue Wuxie's muddy right hand without hesitation, with an indifferent expression on his face, without any pretense.
Seeing this, a strange look flashed in Yue Wuxie's eyes, and she chuckled: "You are the first person who doesn't mind that I'm dirty!"
Saying this, a hint of helplessness flashed across the corner of Yue Wuxie's mouth, and then she chuckled and said, "So, whether you are willing or not, at least I, Yue Wuxie, recognize you as my friend!"
Seeing the maturity in Yue Wuxie's eyes that did not belong to his age group, Ye Shaohan nodded slightly, which was regarded as acknowledgment of Yue Wuxie's statement.
Seeing this, Yue Wuxie couldn't help but chuckle. He had lost his parents since he was a child. He was used to the indifference between people. It was precisely because of this that in order to survive, he had to adapt to this world. Previously,
The only reason to say hello to Ye Shaohan was to take care of her after entering the Sword God Sect. She didn't expect that Ye Shaohan would be so easy to talk to. Thinking of this, Yue Wuxie also felt a strange color in her heart.
"Hey, I didn't expect that the little beggar also has friends!" A sarcastic sneer came from behind. Yue Wuxie couldn't help but frown, and the two of them looked back.
A young boy of fifteen or sixteen was like a star over the moon. He was surrounded by many domestic slaves wearing blue and green servant clothes. His originally delicate face was pale, and he looked like he was drunk too much. He was playing with a piece of cake in his right hand.
The precious jade pendant, all dressed in brocade and embroidered clothes, with a look that showed a sudden burst of wealth, slowly walked towards Yue Wuxie. Yue Wuxie turned slightly and said to Ye Shaohan: "Let's go!"
Ye Shaohan glanced at the young man indifferently, nodded, turned around and was about to leave. Just when Yue Wuxie was about to lift her feet, the young man's voice came again: "Why is the little beggar also scared? Why did you do that in the first place?
Offended me."
Fortunately, the young man didn't mention it. As soon as he mentioned this matter, Yue Wuxie was filled with anger. When she accidentally bumped into the young man on the street, she was surrounded and beaten by the young man's domestic slaves. With her quick speed, she was beaten.
To escape, in the days to come, the young man would find trouble for Yue Wuxie, unintentionally or intentionally, and this trouble would last for several years. It was precisely because of this that Yue Wuxie practiced desperately.
But Yue Wuxie also knew that it was not appropriate to have a conflict at this time, so she ignored the young man's words and walked forward slowly.
Seeing that Yue Wuxie was ignoring him, the young man waved his right hand. The servants next to him immediately surrounded Ye Shaohan and Yue Wuxie. Both of them frowned. Yue Wuxie shouted coldly: "Silk, what are you going to do?"
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Ruoyouruowu's sword energy surrounded Yue Wuxie's body, and Yue Wuxie's whole body looked like a half-unsheathed sword, with its sharp edge exposed.
It was obvious that Gosi was the young man's name. The people watching had a faint smile on their faces and whispered: "Shit."