In the middle of Xuanling Realm, there is Tianjian Mountain.
The cliffs of Tianjian Mountain stand tall and towering, like a sharp weapon thrust into the sky. The land under the mountain is fertile, and the Canglan River flows through here, with rolling water and turbulent waves.
There are many palaces and pavilions located there, which are full of atmosphere, and the glazed tiles reflect the dazzling light in the early spring sunshine.
The Wuliang Sword Sect is extremely uneasy today because there is an earth-shattering vision that has enveloped this place.
The white marble square was surrounded by disciples, led by Chu Manxian, the great elder of Wuliang Sword Sect, and Xia Qianqian, the next sword master.
Everyone's beautiful eyes looked at the Tianjian Mountain a thousand meters away. There was a protruding stone platform on the mountain, which was where Jiang Jianying practiced in seclusion on weekdays. It was called the Demon-Slaying Platform.
At this moment, there are billowing white clouds surrounding Tianjian Mountain in a majestic spiral shape. Above the sky, there are thunderous thunders and arcs of electricity running endlessly, just like the anger of the Immortal Emperor.
"Great Elder, what happened to Master? Has something unexpected happened?" Xia Qianqian clenched her hands, extremely worried.
Chu Manxian said in a concentrated voice: "The sword master has reached the most critical moment of seclusion. He may... be successful!"
"Really?" Xia Qianqian said in surprise. Not only her, but everyone else was also excited. After all, Jiang Jianying is already half-step into the Nascent Soul. If he goes one step further, wouldn't it mean that he will step into the legendary dimension?
The Xuanling Realm is a small realm, and the luck in the small realm is too thin. Even in ten thousand years, it will be difficult to cultivate a few Nascent Soul Realm great masters.
Whoever gets this opportunity depends on who God favors more.
"Crash!" The terrifying vision became more and more grand. In the sky, heavy rain poured down, but it did not really fall, but exploded in the void.
White lotuses bloomed in the sky, sparkling and dazzling, like a fairy fairy descending into the world. The refreshing fragrance filled the world. On the white marble square, many female disciples took a few sniffs and felt their whole body
Comfortable and light, as if you want to lift up the clouds and soar.
"Boom!" Liuhe Bahuang is not only limited to a territory of hundreds of thousands of miles, but it seems that the entire Xuanling world is shaking.
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In the northern part of Xuanling Realm, there is Xiongguan, crawling on the horizon like a wild beast from the prehistoric era. Every breath makes the stars and the moon tremble.
This is the majestic gate of a dynasty in the world. It can resist enemies thousands of miles away. Its geographical location is extremely important. There are soldiers guarding it here all year round.
On this day, the soldiers at the top of the city were frightened by the roar of the earth. They felt as if the world was about to be remade. There was a legend that the Fengshan Forest evolved in chaos.
"Look, what is that?!" a soldier screamed, pointing in the direction of the North Sea.
There, a long rolling white river, surging and mighty, rushed towards Xiongguan.
The long white river is like a white dragon, roaring and galloping, made purely from the aura of heaven and earth, passing over the pass.
"Roar!" It was really a white dragon. The dragon's roar echoed through the blue sky, frightening the soldiers all over the city.
In the eastern part of Xuanling Realm, on a section of the Canglan River, there is an antique attic, which was replaced by the Yellow Crane Tower. Poets and poets from the secular world often came here for sightseeing, and they also left quatrains for the ages.
On this day, many literati and poets went up to the building and looked into the distance. Suddenly they heard the sound of the waves, which sounded like thousands of troops and horses trampling the earth.
At the end of the horizon of the river, there is a sea of pure white clouds rolling in like a huge wave, covering the sky and the sun, causing exclamations one after another.
The vast sea of clouds comes and goes quickly, but it leaves an indelible impression on those who climb the stairs.
In the western part of the Xuanling Realm and the southern part of the Xuanling Realm, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is also rushing towards the central territory.
On this day, there were a total of 999 long white dragons in the world, as majestic as the Milky Way hanging on the wall, swarming towards the Demon Slaying Platform of Tianjian Mountain.
In the Wuliang Sword Sect, on the white marble square, lotus flowers fell from the sky, and everyone seemed like fairies bathing in the rain of flowers.
On the demon-slaying platform, a slender figure stood up and moved forward after absorbing nine hundred and ninety-nine white dragons, stepping on the void and looking up at the sky.
"We, the Qi practitioners, will die in the evening if we hear the Tao in the morning!"
"I have practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, and now I have achieved a little success. I would like to ask the sky, are there any immortals in this world?" The figure who asked the sky was a young man. He looked too young, only eighteen or nineteen years old.
Dressed in white, spotless, handsome, with crystal clear skin, even his hair is shining.
This young man is none other than Jiang Jianying of the Wuliang Sword Sect, the strongest swordsman in the Xuanling Realm!
Hundreds of years ago, Jiang Jianying, who was still a casual cultivator at the time, began to take on a heroic temperament. At that time, most of the cultivation resources in the Xuanling world were firmly in the hands of the five top sects, leaving only scraps for the casual cultivators.
Jiang Jianying, who was unwilling to live a life of mediocrity, straddled an ancient sword and led dozens of casual cultivators into the deepest part of the world's ancient ruins.
It is said that Jiang Jianying obtained a supreme sword scripture in an ancient ruins. In order to swallow up the sword scripture for himself, the sword cultivator was ruthless and killed all his companions on a dusk night.
After practicing the Sword Classic, Jiang Jianying's realm improved rapidly and she founded the Wuliang Sword Sect in Tianjian Mountain.
However, the Wuliang Sword Sect did not go smoothly at the beginning. The leader of the Xuan Mo Sect and the Ten Thousand Kingdoms Sect, the head of the five major sects at that time, felt the great threat from this force and took action to impose sanctions.
The newly born Wuliang Sword Sect was brutally exterminated, and Jiang Jianying was defeated and fled overseas. This move was a perfect one.
A dozen years later, Jiang Jianying, half-stepped into the Nascent Soul, returned to the world and established her own power for the second time.
This time, the sect leaders of the Ten Thousand Nations were powerless and could only watch the Wuliang Sword Sect prosper and eventually become one of the top sects.
It can be said that Jiang Jianying spent the first half of his life struggling at the bottom. He was cold-blooded, cruel, and would do anything to achieve his goals.
Everyone in the world hates the devil, but if cooperation with the devil is profitable, Jiang Jianying will never hesitate at all.
In the past ten thousand years of the Xuanling Realm, very few people have successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm. Today, Jiang Jianying succeeded.
The petals fell, the light rain was brilliant, and the young man in white raised his head and closed his eyes, as if listening to the voice of God.
After a while, the young man opened his eyes and looked down at the women on the white marble square. The only disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect were women.
His eyes swept over everyone, and finally rested on Xia Qianqian. The young man in white said in a cold voice: "Disciples, I have entered the Nascent Soul!"
"Zheng!" A dragon roared, and a bright sword energy shot straight into the sky. It was more majestic than the Tianjian Mountain, and could be clearly seen from a hundred thousand miles away.
On this day, the whole world was shocked! yyls
Jiang Jianying, the sword master of Wuliang Sword Sect, successfully advanced to Nascent Soul!
He completely stole Chen Yu's reputation and became the best in the world for the second millennium!
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On the way from Fenxiang City to Tianyao Valley, Chen Yu was suspended in the sky. He turned around and looked into the distance. The direction was exactly where the Wuliang Sword Sect was.
"Finally, is this the first Nascent Soul power in the Xuanling world in thousands of years?" Chen Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. He was also a sword cultivator, and he could feel the sword energy that was not his and wandered between heaven and earth.
If it weren't for Qin Jinxian, the first Nascent Soul power in thousands of years would be Chen Yu.