Chapter 479 Sword Cultivator!

"Where is that overseas swordsman?"

"Go over there and take a look!"

"Quick! Set up the formation quickly and seal off the void! Don't let him escape!"

The panic caused by the news was passed down from the top level to the bottom level, and finally caused a huge wave among the cultivators responsible for sealing off the Hualong Pond.

"Lianxu inheritance! This overseas cultivator actually stole the Lianxu inheritance!"

"I thought the three inheritances were just for show, but I didn't expect them to be real."

"It's a pity that it was obtained by overseas cultivators."

"Hehe, what's wrong with overseas? It's better than letting Yang Que and his people snatch it away, enrich them, and bully us like before!"

"That's not the way to say it. After all, we are all from Huangji Continent. It's an internal dispute. They are outsiders..."

"Hehe, Yang Que's royal lackeys don't treat us as their own people!"

"Alright! Don't say too much. That sword cultivator can be recognized by the Dragon Pool and is said to have passed the two thousandth level. His strength is already the top among the Nascent Souls. Be careful. Once you notice any movement, send a signal immediately!"

The cultivators responded one after another.

However, some monks hesitated and said:

"Didn't the left master of July Zhai say that we can make friends with overseas monks? We don't have to fight with that sword cultivator."

His words were immediately refuted by others:

"What nonsense are you talking about! Think about it yourself, if you get the inheritance of Lianxu, will you share it with others? Even the inheritance of Huashen has been restricted and can only be practiced by one person, let alone the inheritance of Lianxu!"

This statement was quickly recognized by everyone.

Even if they are willing to make friends with the other party, the other party will most likely not accept it, and will only suspect that they are harboring evil intentions.

While the monks were communicating quickly, a violent fluctuation of mana suddenly rose in the distance!

Immediately afterwards, a sharp sword energy that made people's hair stand on end even though it was far away passed by the sky!

"Over there!"

"Go!"

Under the urging of the high-level monks of the five sects, the figures of the monks flew towards the fluctuation of mana at a high speed.

They were not slow, but when they arrived, there was no cultivator in the air.

They could only vaguely sense the wisps of residual souls here that were rapidly dissipating, and a few pieces of magic tools falling below.

"Wow!"

The air wave surged, and a middle-aged man with very long eyebrows and gorgeous clothes flew over at a high speed and landed in front of everyone. Feeling the remaining residual souls around him, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

When the monks saw this middle-aged monk, they all saluted:

"Hello, Master Mei."

Meishan interrupted everyone impatiently and said in a deep voice:

"Don't talk nonsense, have you seen the overseas sword cultivator?"

The monks looked at each other, and then shook their heads helplessly:

"To Master Mei, I have never seen this person. When I arrived, he was already like this."

Some Jindan monks had a hint of fear in their tone.

Meishan noticed that the morale of the surrounding cultivators was frustrated and hesitant. His face became even darker and he said in a cold voice:

"I saw that sword cultivator before. He was just an ordinary mid-to-late Nascent Soul. Even if he had gained a lot in the Dragon Transformation Pool, he still needed time to digest it. His extraordinary talent does not mean that he can come and go freely in the territory of my five sects now!"

"All of you, come with me to capture this person!"

However, after hearing Meishan's words, some cultivators immediately agreed, but more cultivators showed hesitation.

It was not out of fear, but Meishan was only the master of the Eight Treasures Palace, one of the five sects. Not all of them were from the Eight Treasures Palace.

If they followed Meishan to capture the sword cultivator, if they snatched the Refining Void Heritage...whose inheritance would it belong to?

Although everyone usually cooperated well, when it came to the unique Refining Void Heritage...

Meaning that many cultivators tried their best to hide, but the atmosphere still became a little weird, how could Meishan, as the master of the Eight Treasures Palace, not be clear.

His eyes were slightly cold, and he flicked his sleeves:

"Since you don't want to go... Babao Palace disciples, follow me!"

After saying that, he flew away quickly without stopping.

In the crowd, Babao Palace disciples flew out one after another and followed closely.

Looking at Meishan's figure, the cultivators hesitated for a moment, and hurried to follow.

And at this moment, another violent wave of mana rose in the south!

Meishan, who was flying rapidly, suddenly froze in mid-air, looking towards the south, his face changed slightly:

"Not good, it's close to the imperial capital!"

Before he finished speaking, his speed increased dramatically, and there was a faint flow of Taoism on his body.

Almost instantly, he left everyone behind him far behind.

"The Palace Master is worthy of being a Yuanying Perfection Great Monk who has already understood the Tao. If it weren't for the changes in the world, the Palace Master might have a chance to glimpse the realm of transformation!"

The Babao Palace disciples who were left far behind all looked excited.

The disciples of the other three sects who followed behind all had solemn expressions.

The reason why the five sects are on equal footing is that the leaders of each sect are all great cultivators who have comprehended the Dao, and their strengths are similar. The overall strength of the five sects is also similar, which is the basis for cooperation.

Now, among the five sect leaders, except for the leader of the Zhenyan Sect who was extremely unlucky and was swallowed by a strange bird, only Meishan, the leader of the Babao Palace, is the closest to the overseas sword cultivator at the moment. Once he successfully captures the other party, he will have a great chance of obtaining the Refining Void inheritance...

At this moment, many cultivators from other sects hoped that the sword cultivator could run faster and not let Meishan hit him.

If it really didn't work, it would be better to let Yang Que and the others run into him than to be swallowed by Meishan alone.

But their ideas were still a bit wishful thinking.

Just a moment later, an astonishing battle wave rose in the southern sky!

"The sword cultivator was hit by Palace Master Mei!"

"What a pity, why did he run so slowly!"

These words were not spoken, but they were the thoughts of many cultivators.

Only the people of the Eight Treasures Palace, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, accelerated and flew towards the battle wave.

After a few breaths, they finally came to Meishan's side.

However, what surprised them was that the long eyebrow on the left side of Meishan disappeared, leaving only a neat cut at the corner of the eyebrow.

"Palace Master!"

Meishan raised his hand to stop the exclamation of the disciples behind him.

He stared at the opposite side with a solemn expression.

There, a figure in plain clothes stood in the air, staring at him quietly.

It was Zhao Feng!

Around him, cold sword lights flickered and locked Meishan firmly.

Meishan had no doubt that if he made a slight move, he would be attacked by the opponent!

And he was not sure that he could take this attack...

"How could this happen! He was not so powerful before he evolved into the Dragon Pool! How could he..."

Feeling his broken eyebrows, Meishan's heart was churning.

But he finally understood why this overseas cultivator could get the recognition of the Dragon Pool and the inheritance of Lianxu before them.

"This person is so talented in fighting!"

"Even if it costs some money, he must not let him go!"

A hint of killing intent quietly emerged in Meishan's eyes.

Although the opponent is strong, he relies entirely on the sword. He only needs to block the opponent's explosive attack. With his realm, he is not without hope at a certain price.

His mind moved slightly.

The Dao machine was running.

In the eight directions around Meishan, the shadows of eight treasures, namely gourd, round fan, sword, lotus, flower basket, fish bone, flute and jade plate, quickly appeared one after another.

These eight directions covered all the surroundings of Meishan.

At the same time, Meishan threw out a treasure in the shape of a "weight" and smashed it towards Zhao Feng!

Zhao Feng's consciousness quickly swept around, his face calm.

Almost at the moment when Meishan made his move, the sword light around him shot out, like a rainstorm, and shot towards Meishan at a high speed.

He completely ignored the weight thrown by Meishan.

Seeing that the other party was so conceited, Meishan couldn't help but sneer.

However, in just a moment, his face suddenly changed.

Those countless sword lights actually passed through the shadows of the eight treasures around him and shot towards the eight treasure palace disciples behind him!

"Despicable!"

Meishan cursed angrily, and his consciousness quickly swept through the disciples behind him who had not yet reacted. He gritted his teeth, and the weight he threw out not only did not slow down, but instead increased its speed, almost instantly hitting the sword cultivator.

Meishan's actions were obviously beyond Zhao Feng's expectations, but Zhao Feng's speed was also beyond Meishan's expectations.

He shook slightly, and the whole person instantly turned into a sword light. It should have been a sure hit, but it was narrowly avoided.

However, at the moment when Zhao Feng avoided it, a fierce look flashed in Meishan's eyes, and then the weight treasure shattered and shot out in all directions!

Even if the sword light that Zhao Feng turned into quickly reacted and tried his best to dodge, the weight treasure was originally all-round coverage, and after all, a fragment still hit the sword light.

The next moment, Zhao Feng's figure fell out of the sword light uncontrollably.

The breath was disordered and his face was pale.

However, Meishan's face was even uglier.

Behind him, the disciples of the Eight Treasures Palace who came with him had all been turned into pieces!

In the sky, dark clouds gathered quickly.

In just a very short fight, Zhao Feng was injured, and Meishan lost many disciples.

This also made Meishan's eyes red instantly:

"Thief, obey the order!"

The eight treasures around him quickly revolved around him, and the Tao rhyme flowed, attracting the power of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Zhao Feng looked cold, and the sword in his hand quickly condensed. He stared at the opponent solemnly, accumulating all his strength to attack.

However, at this moment, a wave of mana suddenly came from the sky in the north.

"Ji Yuan is out too?!"

Zhao Feng's heart condensed, and the desire to win that had just risen just disappeared in an instant.

Without any hesitation, he shook his body, turned into a sword light again, and quickly flew towards Ji Yuan's position in the north.

"Want to run?"

Meishan was furious, and the eight treasures wrapped him up and quickly chased Zhao Feng.

However, just as he was about to get up and chase, Zhao Feng suddenly turned around, and a thick and sharp sword light shone through his forehead and hit Meishan!

Even though the Eight Treasures phantom quickly eliminated the sword light, the Eight Treasures phantoms also shattered one after another!

In the air, only Meishan was left with his eyes wide open, stunned.

Looking at the Eight Treasures Taoism with only half of the jade plate phantom left in front of him, Meishan felt cold sweat running down his face!

"This sword cultivator... this sword cultivator..."

Not knowing what he thought of, he suddenly shouted loudly to the figure that had already flown away:

"Do you dare to leave your name?"

However, what embarrassed him was that the figure seemed to have not heard anything at all and quickly disappeared into the horizon.

"Asshole! How dare you underestimate me like this!"

Meishan gritted his teeth:

"If I see your accomplices, I will definitely..."

Before he finished speaking.

In the huge Hualong Pond above, a figure of a young man carrying a sword appeared out of thin air and fell uncontrollably.

The direction of the fall was where Meishan was.

At this moment, Meishan and the young man carrying a sword subconsciously looked at each other.

Meishan was stunned, and then recognized the identity of the young man carrying a sword, and a sneer slowly appeared on his face.

But the young man carrying a sword changed his face:

"What bad luck! How did it get here!"

...

Wanxiang Sutra Library.

The bald female cultivator Jiang Yi looked at Wang Ba in front of her with a somewhat stiff expression, as well as the piles of books and jade slips behind him.

Although she had already learned the situation from Pang Xiu, she still couldn't help but scan these books again and again.

She had been in the Sutra Library for more than a hundred years. How could she not know that she wanted to finish reading all the books in front of her, understand the deep meaning in them, and then select the truly useful things from these complex information, and finally comprehend the so-called "Yin Yang Dao"... Even if it really only took ten years, it would be outrageous!

But how long did this young man in front of her spend?

She couldn't remember clearly.

It was not because the time that had passed was too long, but in terms of her life span, she didn't even notice the passage of such a little time.

She only remembered that since she left before, she had just roughly figured out a book of Shen Hua Gong Fa...

"It must not be ten years! No, it should be less than three years. A Shen Hua Gong Fa can't take me a long time."

"But, in such a short time, can you really comprehend the Yin Yang Dao? This... I have never heard of it."

Jiang Yi's heart was filled with countless thoughts, surprise, doubt...

Such emotional ups and downs had only happened when he saw the world crack and the world downgraded with his own eyes before.

"Pang Xiu shouldn't lie to me. It's meaningless. He practices Yin and Yang himself, so he shouldn't be wrong."

Jiang Yi didn't have time to recall how long the other party spent. She looked at Wang Ba's expectant eyes and Pang Xiu's meaningful eyes on the other side.

She couldn't help but recall the scene when she swore in front of Pang Xiu not long ago that Wang Ba would definitely not be able to do it, and she felt a pain in her cheeks for no reason.

After all, she couldn't break her promise. She sighed secretly:

"To be able to understand something in such a short time, maybe he was born to do this."

The world is so big that there are all kinds of things. It's not impossible to be born to practice Yin and Yang.

Thinking of this, she coughed lightly, looked at Wang Ba, and said seriously:

"Since you said that you have already understood the way of yin and yang, I don't need to set any tests. I will help you refine the yin and yang."

"Of course, if you don't understand enough, I have said before that without firewood, even if there are sparks, it is useless. You should understand this truth. If you can't refine it later, you can't blame me."

Wang Ba politely saluted:

"Senior is willing to help me, I am very grateful. If I can't refine it, I can only blame myself for not practicing it well."

Seeing that Wang Ba was reasonable, Jiang Yi also nodded slightly, and then looked at Pang Xiu.

"I'm only at the Nascent Soul stage, so I'm a little bit inadequate, so you can do it."

Wang Ba was a little surprised, but saw Pang Xiu nodded, obviously already knowing, and smiled:

"To refine the Yin and Yang Qi, generally speaking, they are either gathered through the dual cultivation method or collected in the wonders of heaven and earth. The former requires a night of sex with a thousand women or even more to have a glimmer of hope, and the latter is also a rare opportunity."

"One night... a thousand women?"

Wang Ba's face was a little strange.

Is this still a human?

It's even worse than Jia Shiwu...

He frowned immediately. He didn't have any idea about the way of sex, and the wonders of heaven and earth... as Pang Xiu said, it's a rare opportunity, he didn't believe he could encounter such a good thing.

Pang Xiu saw his worry and said with a smile:

"There is another way, which is what Senior Jiang said about sparks and firewood... A cultivator who practices the way of Yin and Yang provides a little bit of the initial Yin and Yang energy, ignites the cultivator's own understanding of the way of Yin and Yang, and thus ignites a raging fire!"

"It's a coincidence that I am the one who carries the Yin and Yang energy."

"Yin and Yang energy?"

Wang Ba heard it and understood a little.

The way of Yin and Yang has a myriad of changes. There are ways to nourish creation and ways to eliminate life and death.

It depends on how the cultivator understands it.

At that moment, Pang Xiu's soul flew out.

Two black and white airs suddenly spurted out of his nasal cavity.

This black and white air flew to Wang Ba's body in an instant and quickly rotated.

And the bald female cultivator Jiang Yi was not idle either. She whispered: "You need to remember what I said!"

After that, she began to chant.

Wang Ba listened to Jiang Yi's words while focusing on the mysterious gate.

He felt that the black and white auras around him seemed to have an inexplicable attraction, attracting something out of his body.

Gradually, every word Jiang Yi uttered was imprinted in his mind, and the feeling of wanting to explode became stronger and stronger!

Finally.

Wang Ba felt as if there was a bundle of firewood in his body. After a few sparks accumulated, a raging fire burst into flames!

Not far away, Jiang Yi, who was staring at Wang Yan with a slightly solemn look, suddenly noticed something and looked shocked!

"So fast!"

next moment.

In her slightly surprised eyes.

A small Nascent Soul person flew out of Wang Ba's body.

Then the little Nascent Soul snorted lightly!

A tiny entangled black and white energy swam out like a swimming dragon, and then quickly flew around, swallowing the black and white energy originating from Pang Xiu in one gulp!

Not far away, Pang Xiu was surprised and happy when he saw this scene:

"It's done!"

…

"Yi An is in danger!"

In the Hualong Pond.

In front of Guan Ao and Master Hualong, several water mirrors appeared, reflecting the outside world.

And in two of the water mirrors, there were clearly Zhao Feng, who was tired of life, and Wang Yi'an, the young man with a sword who had just fallen.

At this moment, as soon as Wang Yi'an left the Hualong Pond, he ran into Mei Shan, the master of the Babao Palace.

Seeing this scene, Guan Ao's expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but immediately asked Master Hualong:

"I beg you, senior, to save my junior disciple!"

"Or just let me out!"

Upon hearing this, Master Hualong shook his head helplessly:

"No, I can't get out either... If you don't go to Hualong Tiandao to try, I can't let you out either."

Even though Guan Ao was extremely anxious, he still managed to hold it back at this moment and said quickly:

"Senior's status is lofty and extraordinary. Is there no other way?"

"If I try to break into the Dragon Transformation Heavenly Way now, I'm afraid it will be too late!"

Master Hualong hesitated for a moment, and then looked at Guan Ao. His originally funny face became inexplicably solemn at this moment, and his eyes shone with a brilliance that he had never seen before:

"There is a way..."

"You promise me to learn the method of "Qianlong Dazai" and inherit Ye Cangsheng's mantle. Then I can make the decision and let you out." (End of Chapter)