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Chapter six hundred and third fame

When Yan Ling left Qingfeng Temple, he did not disturb anyone. When Wan Qingsong noticed his departure and reported it to the temple leader Xuan Xuzi, Yan Ling had already disappeared.

And Xuan Xuzi didn't pay much attention. At most, he just looked at the world from the top of Qingfeng Mountain and sighed in his heart that the world would be in trouble.

And Yan Ling did not disappoint him, fighting all the way from the coastal areas to the hinterland of the Central Plains.

Zhengyi Sect, Shenxiao Temple, Louguan Taoism...

Master Zhengtian, Master Shenxiao, Old Taoist Louguan...

Yan Ling came to almost all Taoist sects and visited them one by one, making them famous.

Today, no one who has anything to do with the world of cultivation does not know the existence of Yan Ling.

In their eyes, Yan Ling was a fighting madman from overseas. His strength was earth-shattering, and even the experts in many Taoist holy places could not subdue him.

As Yan Ling's reputation grew, the few remaining Taoist holy places that had not yet been visited by Yan Ling began to worry. Every day, they were afraid that an overseas casual cultivator named Yan Ling would come to visit them.

No matter which world, the self-esteem in people's hearts has never disappeared. Even though Yan Ling is also a human race and a Chinese, but because he claims to be from overseas, although the practitioners in the Central Plains admire his strength, they

But he hopes even more that someone can suppress his prestige.

But it is a pity that until now, Yan Ling is still invincible. No one can defeat him wherever he goes. He can only watch helplessly as he defeats a famous strong man and builds his reputation of invincibility.

Of course, during this period of time, Yan Ling was not just looking for people to fight. Every time the sect he approached was definitely the strongest in the local area, even if it was not famous in the world.

For Yan Ling, the collection of books passed down from this sect is undoubtedly the richest treasure.

When there is no shortage of cultivation resources, Yan Ling's favorite thing is the collection of books in these sects. Even though he has read most of the books repeatedly, there are always some classics in each sect that other sects have never owned.

These collections of books brought Yan Ling boundless knowledge. The wisdom of countless predecessors stirred in his heart, inspiring inspirations one after another, and depositing the most profound knowledge of cultivation.

Moreover, wherever Yan Ling goes, there must be many masters of the same level waiting for him. The battles with these masters confirm the inspiration in his heart one by one, and his profound knowledge gradually turns into invincible strength.

In this way, Yan Ling's cultivation path began to enter a virtuous cycle, and his cultivation gradually became unfathomable. Even the illusory nine divine veins began to gradually appear. It seemed that he only needed an opportunity to fully realize it.

Discover the existence of the nine divine veins, then break through the divine veins in one fell swoop, and step into the fairyland!

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

In the past three years, Yan Ling traveled almost all over the Central Plains, leaving his footprints everywhere in the vast Song Dynasty, and countless practitioners knew of his reputation.

...

In a county town at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, dense crowds of people crowded on the streets, making it very lively.

The people in this county are very confused. They don't know why the county has suddenly become lively in recent times, and countless people dressed in different clothes have poured into this small town.

"I heard that the war king is going to visit Kunlun Mountain!"

"I don't know what kind of fierce battle will break out this time. It's really exciting to think about it!"

In a tavern, several martial artists with swords on their backs sat around a dinner table and talked loudly, their eyes full of excitement.

"Do you think the experts from Kunlun Mountain can defeat the King of War this time?"

"Haha, what is the King of War? He is famous for his battles and is undefeated in a hundred battles. This is the King of War! Although Kunlun Mountain is the location of the Taoist ancestral court, I'm afraid I still can't defeat the King of War in an upright battle!"

"This can't be said for sure. Although the War King is powerful, he is not truly invincible. The last time he visited the Shushan Sword Sect, he was almost pierced between the eyebrows by the Shushan Sword Immortal. And Kunlun Mountain's reputation in the monastic world is even worse than the Shushan Sword Sect.

Above the faction, there may be a strong person who can defeat the War King."

Regarding the upcoming war, these people who came after hearing the news also held different opinions. Some people believed that the King of War has not been defeated so far, and he must be invincible in this war.

Some people think that Kunlun Mountain is the ancestral court of the Taoist sect, and the strong ones among them are unfathomable. They will definitely be able to sharpen the edge of the war king and let the war king know that there are invincible strong men in the Taoist sect!

On the top of a mountain outside the county town, a small pavilion stood on the top of the mountain. There were two people sitting opposite each other inside. One of them had lightning eyes, taking in the lively scene at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. He sighed:

"Haha, it seems that the reputation of the War King is greater than we thought!"

The young man opposite who was wearing a white robe and dressed as a swordsman picked up the teacup in front of him and blew on it gently, and replied leisurely: "The sword master who can defeat Shushan, the name of the war king cannot be faked, and it is natural for him to have this reputation.

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"That's true. Shushan Sword Immortal is famous for his killing. The Sword Master has practiced Shushan Sword Art to the extreme. His strength is among the best in the entire world. He can defeat the Sword Master and is known as the King of War.

It’s really convincing!”

These two people were also attracted by the news that Yan Ling was about to challenge Kunlun, but unlike many martial arts people in the county at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, they were real practitioners. Although their strength was not unmatched, they were also

An existence that ordinary cultivators cannot contend with.

There are countless people like them around the Kunlun Ancestral Court now, and they were all attracted by the battle between Yan Ling and the strong men of Kunlun.

"What do you think is the difference between the martial arts that the King of War has been preaching and the martial arts in the ordinary martial arts world?"

"The difference is that the martial arts of the War King allows him to dominate the world. Even the unparalleled Shushan Sword Immortal can't match him, but the martial arts of the mortal martial arts can't even compete with an ordinary monk!"

The sword intent flashed through the eyes of the white-robed swordsman. As a swordsman, the Shushan Sword Sect was the holy place in his heart. However, the leader of the Shushan Sect, who was known as the Sword Master, lost to Yan Ling. This undoubtedly had an impact on sword cultivators all over the world.

Huge.

"If this war king starts a sect, I don't know how many practitioners in the world will join his sect to practice martial arts!"

"No, if he just opens the gates of the mountain, there won't be many cultivators who will come under his sect. At most, it will be those ignorant people who will be deceived by martial arts."

The white-clothed swordsman snorted coldly: "A truly knowledgeable person will never give up on the authentic Taoism and practice martial arts instead!"

If Yan Ling were here, he would definitely nod in agreement when he heard what the swordsman in white said.

Although he is now famous and famous, known as the King of War, and his martial arts are earth-shattering, he has not become an immortal after all. In the eyes of real practitioners, martial arts is definitely not as promising as the authentic Xuanmen sect.

After all, the authentic Taoist sect has countless predecessors and sages, and there are countless immortals in the sky looking down on the world. The founders of various sects are immortal, and the road to heaven is at their feet.

They have heard that thunder can kill evil, that swordsmen are invincible, and that Taoism is natural, but they have never heard that there is a powerful person in heaven who is respected for his martial arts!

Under such circumstances, no matter how powerful Yan Ling's martial arts is, a true practitioner will not choose to practice until he becomes a powerful person.


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