"The Prince of the Moon God, the Son of the Sword God, the proud son of the Martial God!"
"The three of them are called the strongest disciples in history!" When mentioning these three people, Jue Lin's words contained a little emotion.
"Prince Moon God!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly. This was not the first time he had heard of this character. "What are the strengths of those three people?"
"Spirit Master Realm, three years ago, these three people were Spirit Master Realm warriors!" Jue Lin whispered.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan frowned slightly. It was obvious that the young disciples of the three major halls were at the spiritual master level.
"Spiritual Sovereign Realm!" The sword's will has evolved to its peak, comprehending the rules, and evolving magical powers. As the saying goes, one god can overwhelm ten swords!
The difference between the Lingzong realm and the Lingzun realm is like the difference between heaven and earth. A Lingzong realm warrior is enough to obliterate a Lingzong realm warrior.
"I joined Lingzong at the age of nineteen and Lingzun at the age of twenty-two. Now three years have passed, the strength of those three people should be even more terrifying!" Even if Jue Lin meets these three people now, he is not 100% sure to defeat them.
people.
"Breakthrough to Lingzong in just three years!" This talent alone was enough to impress Ye Shaohan. The path of Lingzong was like the difficult path of Shu. It was difficult to reach the sky. The further you went, the slower and slower your progress became.
"The gap is so huge!" Ye Shaohan sighed slightly. The masters of the five peaks of the Sword God Sect are only in the realm of the Spirit Sect. However, the elders of its three halls are all Spirit Masters.
"These three people established their own organizations with the tacit approval of the three palaces. The Moon God Prince established the Princeling Party, the Martial God Prince established the Princeling Party, and the Sword God Prince established the Holy Son Party!"
"These three parties control many sects on the mainland. In other words, due to the existence of these three parties, the three major halls control many sects!" Jue Lin said softly: "And Lin Li is the core of the Proud Party.
personnel!"
"These three people have big plans!" Ye Shaohan whispered, his eyes fell on Juewu Zhanjian, he pondered for a moment, and said calmly: "If the current ### clan faces the three major halls, what are the chances of winning?"
"Although the ### battle formation can be activated, this battle formation is only for self-protection and has no chance of winning!" Jue Lin shook his head and sighed.
"But if the Qinglong Clan, the Vermillion Bird Clan, and the Xuanwu Clan also return to the Sword God Sect and gather the four clans to fight, then even if the three major halls want to attack the Sword God Sect in the future, the Sword God Sect can still protect itself!" Saying this, Jue said
There was a little look of expectation in Lin's eyes.
The four ancient tribes were originally one body. Now that the ### tribe has returned to the Sword God Sect, it is natural that the other three tribes should also return to the Sword God Sect.
"Fifth Generation, please allow the Qinglong Tribe, the Vermilion Bird Tribe, and the Xuanwu Tribe to return to the Sword God Sect!" Jue Lin's tone changed in vain, and he said rather expectantly.
"The other three clans will also return to the Sword God Sect?" Hearing this, Ye Shaohan's eyes changed slightly. If the four ancient clans returned to the Sword God Sect, then although the strength of the Sword God Sect would not be as good as the three major halls, its strength would also skyrocket.
"Boy, this kid is right. Now that the ### clan has returned to the Sword God Sect, then naturally the other three clans should also return to the Sword God Sect!" Fire Qilin's voice echoed in Ye Shaohan's mind in vain.
Obviously, Huo Qilin strongly agrees with the return of the four ancient clans to the Sword God Sect, not just the ### clan in front of them.
Ye Shaohan also heard the look of expectation in Huo Qilin's words. Hearing the words, he smiled lightly and said: "Will the Qinglong Clan, Suzaku Clan, and Xuanwu Clan wholeheartedly return to the Sword God Sect?"
"The fallen leaves return to their roots. The roots of the four ancient clans are always the Sword God Sect!" Seeing that Ye Shaohan had no intention of objecting, Jue Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"After leaving for so long, come back!" Holding the Jue Wu Zhan Sword, Ye Shaohan turned and walked towards the outside of the stone palace. After walking a few steps, Ye Shaohan suddenly said: "This Jue Wu Zhan Sword, I will give it to you in a few days.
you!"
"By the way, is there a clean place in the valley?" A cold feeling came on the hilt of the sword, and the cold air around it sank into Ye Shaohan's body.
"In a pure place, there is a stone pavilion in the west of the valley. It is the cultivation place of the clan leader. In the past, no one disturbed it!" Jue Lin whispered.
"Well, we have been arranging matters within the clan in the past few days. After all, the migration of the entire clan cannot be solved with just one sentence!" After saying that, Ye Shaohan took a step forward and disappeared at the end of the stone hall.
The white snow is flying, and its flying snowflakes have covered the endless void.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan looked at the flying snow in the sky, then looked down at the sword in his hand, and murmured softly: "Recently, my practice has become much more relaxed!"
"The Realm of the Spiritual Master!" His sword intention flashed across Ye Shaohan's body, and a wave of the wave spread in Ye Shaohan's right hand. "Only the Spiritual Master Realm can be qualified to stand on the stage of the Martial God Continent!"
"The peak of sword intent evolution can reach the spiritual level!" Ye Shaohan raised his left hand, and a gust of breeze emerged in vain, swirling the surrounding snowflakes.
"Although the sword's intention is invisible, the sword is tangible!" Ye Shaohan raised his sword, and the sharp sound of the wind was heard.
The fierce sword wind rolled up the snow on the ground, and its cold air also gathered towards Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan's sword immediately attracted the attention of many ### clan members.
For a moment, countless eyes were cast towards Ye Shaohan, but Ye Shaohan was completely unaware, his figure was erratic, as if he had turned into a breeze.
Jue Xiaowan stood on the stone steps, her beautiful eyes moving with the erratic figure, "It's him!"
A bright sword light loomed in the wind and snow, but after the bright sword light flashed, Ye Shaohan's figure disappeared in vain.
In the valley, a stone pavilion carved from jade stands quietly in the wind and snow.
The whole body of the stone pavilion is crystal clear, and the stone carved out of it is obviously jade. This jade has the effect of gathering cold air. The cold air is the strongest here in the valley.
The falling snowflakes turned into ice crystals when they fell on the stone pavilion. Ye Shaohan felt the biting chill before he got close to the stone pavilion.
"This place is extremely suitable for practicing the Xuan Bing Jue!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, not afraid of the chill at all, and stepped directly into the stone pavilion.
The coldness flooded Ye Shaohan's whole body like a tide. The chill was bone-piercing, but Ye Shaohan's state of mind remained calm. Holding the Jue Wu Zhan Sword, Ye Shaohan sat directly in the center of the stone pavilion, and the Reincarnation Secret was running in his body.
The Reincarnation Art contains the Xuan Bing Jue. Therefore, as soon as the Reincarnation Art is activated, the surrounding cold air rushes into Ye Shaohan's body crazily. Part of his mind is dedicated to refining the cold air into spiritual energy. Most of Ye Shaohan's attention is focused on his eyes.
This is absolutely nothing compared to the war sword.
"In heaven and on earth, I am the only one who is domineering!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly. This sword intention was very similar to the second generation sword intention.
"The famous sword skills of the second generation are to conquer the world with their swords, to conquer the world with their sword intent, and to conquer the world with their domineering power!" Focusing his eyes on the Jue Wu Zhan Sword, Ye Shaohan murmured softly: "And the killing intent of this sword can also conquer the world.
The world!"
After releasing the Jue Wu Zhan Sword, the Jue Wu Zhan Sword floated automatically. At the same time, Ye Shaohan raised his right hand, pulling the cold air around him and pressing it towards the Jue Wu Zhan Sword.
In an instant, an extremely domineering sword intent erupted on the Jue Wu Zhan Sword. Ye Shaohan was undoubtedly the first to bear the brunt. The coercion contained in the sword intent directly condensed on Ye Shaohan, causing the entire stone pavilion to shake.
When this sword intent exploded, Jue Lin and several people in the stone palace raised their heads one after another, looking solemnly at the direction of the stone pavilion. Among them, Jue Ming whispered: "This is Jue Wu's sword intent!"
"Why did the Five Dynasties bring out the absolute sword intent?" One of the elders of the ### tribe whispered, looking slightly confused.
"Use the sword intention to train your own sword intention!" Jue Lin whispered, with a somewhat moved expression. Using other people's sword intention to exercise your own sword intention requires not only great wisdom, but also great perseverance.
"The fifth generation actually used this method to train his sword power!" Jue Ming whispered. This method of training his sword power is not a very new thing. Hundreds of years ago, there were many people on the Martial God Continent.
Use this method to train your swordsmanship.
However, as a result, these people either could not bear the pressure of the sword intention and gave up, or they were immersed in the sword intention of others, and their own artistic conception was shattered.
"There are thousands of sword intentions, and no one can protect himself from getting lost in the sword intentions of others!" Jue Lin whispered: "Although this method of cultivation is effective, it is not advisable!"
"Patriarch, do we want to inform Wu Dai about this shortcoming?" An elder whispered. Hearing this, Jue Lin shook his head and smiled, "Naturally Wu Dai knew about this shortcoming, but he always believed in himself, so he would not be lost.
In the absolute sword intention!"
Above the stone pavilion, a murderous intention spread on the Jue Wu Zhan Sword. This murderous intention arose in Ye Shaohan's heart in vain, trying to affect Ye Shaohan's state of mind.
However, Ye Shaohan's state of mind remained calm. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at the sword in front of him, and murmured softly: "The sword intention of the Moon God cannot affect me, let alone your sword intention!"
Before he finished speaking, a huge sword shadow emerged from behind Ye Shaohan, suppressing the void within tens of meters.
At the same time, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes tightly, immersed in the absolute sword intention, and his thoughts flowed in his heart.
The peaks are undulating, and above the vast white snow, these peaks reach into the sky.
The peaks are arranged in a crescent shape, surrounded by endless mountains and rivers. Cold air surges on the mountains and rivers, and the mountains and rivers are frozen into ice.
The night was hazy, and its silver moonlight flowed down from the sky like flowing water.
The white snow under the silver is as thin as feather wings. The cold wind blows up, and the snowflakes fall to the endless mountains below.
The crescent-shaped mountains present a beautiful snow scene. Among the undulating mountains, a solitary peak stands proudly, standing out from the crowd.
The ice spreads up to the top of the mountain! There is no typhoid fever at high places. There are ice layers everywhere on the mountain peaks. The moonlight is refracted by the ice and gives off a faint silver light.
Under the silver light, his slender figure looked like a rock, standing motionless on the top of the peak, his white robe rustling in the cold wind.
The place where this figure stood formed a world of its own, and the pale moonlight stretched the shadow of this figure very long. Strangely enough, although the cold wind was biting, the long hair behind this person did not move at all.