Ye Xun'er glanced in Ling Tian's direction, especially the latter's clenched palms, which made her feel inexplicably sad.
How could she not know about Ling Tian's life experience?
He lost his mother at birth and became a waste at the age of ten.
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Not only was he despised by his tribe, but his brother Ling Xiao also tried every means to make things difficult for him.
But Ling Tian silently endured all this.
Because of this, Ye Xun'er saw some qualities in him that he had never seen before.
Calm, low-key, and aloof from the world.
All these made Ye Xun'er feel extremely novel.
After all, she is surrounded by people like Yu Yuntian all day long.
He is not very capable, but in terms of showing off, he is much better than Ling Tian!
"Junior Sister Xun'er..."
The smile on Yu Yuntian's face suddenly solidified and turned into a gloomy look.
Damn it, Ye Xun'er dared to speak to me in such a tone?
It's all that damn Ling Tian's fault. I don't know what kind of medicine he gave Junior Sister Xun'er!
But no matter what, today, he is afraid that he will not be able to walk down the road of Ten Thousand Swords Immortal.
Yu Yuntian looked at the young man not far away with an angry look. A waste with no cultivation, still trying to climb to the top of the immortal road and leap over the dragon gate?
ridiculous.
If Longmen is so easy to jump, why are there so many dead fish on the beach?
"Tian'er, go ahead."
Lord Wanjian raised his head and glanced at the fairy road in the distance, and saw an ancient bluestone road with golden light winding up between the green mountains.
On both sides of the road, there are many ancient swords inserted densely. The higher you go up, the more terrifying the unparalleled power becomes.
Even the Holy Master of Ten Thousand Swords could not help but narrow his eyes slightly when he saw the long sword inserted on the ancient bluestone table at the top of the Immortal Road.
The ancient sword of killing immortals.
Ancient fairy sword.
It is rumored that this sword is contaminated by thousands of dead souls, and its power is unparalleled. If you get it, you can kill immortals and gods.
It's just the same, because this sword is tainted with a trace of immortal karma, so all the sword masters were eventually corroded by demonic thoughts, fell into the devil's path, and were never recovered.
But no matter what, this sword is an inherited Taoist weapon of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, and it is extremely powerful.
Ye Xun'er's talent is pretty good, and he immediately understands the principles when he steps into Po Luan.
But the Tao she understood was not the way of swordsmanship, so she could only obtain the Evil-Destroying Sword and was unable to pass on the Immortal-Slaying Will.
I wonder if Ling Tian can bring any surprise to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords today?
"Yes! Holy Lord."
Ling Tian bowed, turned and walked towards the immortal road.
When he passed by Ye Xun'er, he did not forget to show a bright and gentle smile.
"Junior Brother Lingtian, just go up and don't have any worries. With Senior Sister here, I can save your life even if you only have one breath left."
Ye Xun'er's words were not arrogant, but when they fell into Ling Tian's ears, they moved him somewhat.
Looking at Shengzhou, I am afraid that this senior sister is the only one who really cares about me, right?
"One breath? Haha, Junior Brother Lingtian, I'm not the one to attack you, you should... be careful, lest you lose your breath by then."
Yu Yuntian sneered, and behind him, the Holy Land disciples burst into laughter, their expressions full of sarcasm.
"Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me."
Ling Tian bowed his hands in a salute, with a gentle expression on his face. He immediately stopped hesitating and headed towards the Immortal Road.
The entire Wanjian Mountain Peak suddenly became silent.
Everyone looked at that resolute and upright back, with a solemn look in their eyes.
I don't know why, although Ling Tian's figure at this time is thin, it gives people an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.
It seemed that this path to immortality, which was extremely dangerous in the eyes of all Holy Land disciples, was not worth mentioning in his opinion.
Calm and calm, this junior fellow apprentice is also very steady.
"The Immortal Road of Ten Thousand Swords, the Ancient Sword of Killing Immortals? Today I will let you understand what the supreme sword talent is."
When Ling Tian arrived at the sword path, not only was there no trace of panic in his eyes, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Why did you endure it for seven years?
Of course, one day, it will appear in the sky and shine in the sky of eternity.
Although Ling Xiao's attitude towards him now made him feel a little confused.
But compared with the pain and humiliation he endured, this confusion was nothing worth mentioning.
"Ling Xiao, just wait for me. Soon, I will get everything that belongs to me from you."
Ling Tian stepped forward and stepped onto the first level of ancient bluestone steps.
The world seemed to have become silent for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, the loud sword chant resounded loudly.
The sound of the Tao is overwhelming, spreading across thousands of miles.
All over the sky, colorful auspicious clouds began to gather.
"It's a miracle! It's a miracle!!"
In an instant, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords was boiling!
Everyone looked at the figure of the young man walking slowly on the sword road, and their eyes were filled with unspeakable shock.
How can it be?
How could he, a person with no cultivation, be able to walk on the path of immortality like nothing?
Even the elders of the Holy Land had a look of disbelief on their old faces.
Could it be that...this Ling Tian is really the chosen one?
So what if there is no Danhai?
As a sword cultivator, as long as the sword's intention penetrates the heaven and the earth, nothing in the world can match the power of one sword.
"What a scary boy..."
At this time, no one questions the decision of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords. A talent chosen by heaven is the hope for the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords to continue its glory!
"Gulu."
"Senior Brother Yu...this Ling Tian seems to be a bit awesome."
Many disciples looked at Yu Yuntian with embarrassed expressions.
Once Ling Tian really reaches the peak of the Immortal Road today, I am afraid he will immediately become the new Holy Son of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords.
And Yu Yuntian...
At best, it is just the true biography of the sect master. Although he is older, he would never dare to offend the majesty of the Holy Son.
Thinking like this, many disciples have already taken the initiative to move farther away from Yu Yuntian.
"Hmph, the Ling Clan Young Master must have some means of saving his life, but from now on, the power of this Immortal Road Sword will only become more terrifying. I'll see how long he can last."
Why Yu Yuntian couldn't see the seven-colored auspicious clouds above his head? This kind of fairy omen has already explained many problems.
But in front of Ye Xun'er, how could he slap himself in the face? He could only argue bravely.
"That's right! This Ling Tian is the direct descendant of the Ling clan after all. It's normal for him to have some trump cards. It's shameless. He has to rely on external forces to reach the path of immortality. I think this Ling Tian is a hypocrite."
When everyone heard this, they all shouted yes.
But at this moment, Ling Tian's figure stopped on the 100th step.
"Look! That Ling Tian can't walk anymore!"
"Hey, this won't work? It makes me worry in vain."
Many disciples moved closer to Yu Yuntian.
"Junior Brother Lingtian..."
Ye Xun'er clenched her jade hands, looking worriedly at the distant mountain peaks and the tall figure in white, praying silently in her heart.