Chapter 256: Promise of the Past

After refining the magic sword, Chen Luo began to try the brain related to alchemy, talisman drawing and even formation, so as to improve the proficiency between the hand and the brain.

When Chen Luo was in seclusion, the news of his return to the mountain gradually spread. Many old friends received the news. Ding Xiaoxia, the inner disciple who had received Chen Luo's guidance, was even more excited and went to the back mountain to find Chen Luo in person. There were also the senior brother Du De who came out of the tomb with Chen Luo, and the brothers Lian Qiang and Chu Hongye who had done tasks with him.

The foundation building elders of the same generation still brought a great shock to these people.

However, these people all have their own pride. Except for Ding Xiaoxia, no one came to the door, not even the senior brother Du De.

"The old guy's momentum is stronger, and this speed of enhancement is more and more wrong."

Chen Luo, who finished his practice, did not leave the secret room. His spiritual sense was extremely powerful. At such a close distance, he could more clearly sense the abnormality of the master of the immortal gate.

However, the situation on the top of the mountain was very strange. Even with Chen Luo's consciousness, he could not penetrate the innermost layer of power. He could only vaguely feel that the aura inside was stronger, like a furnace, and there was no sign of falling.

The decline of normal cultivators before sitting in meditation did not appear in the head of the immortal sect.

Chen Luo was not the only one who had doubts.

The Corpse Cultivation Sect and the Nine Poison Valley also noticed it. After half a year, the two sects came to visit again. The excuse for the visit was the three sects' newcomer competition. The sects had had similar exchanges before, but that was a period of time when the three sects had a close relationship. Since the battle of the three sects more than 20 years ago, the exchanges between the younger generation have been interrupted. This time it was considered to be brought up again, and the purpose is self-evident.

Thunderbolt!

The sky suddenly darkened, and a dazzling lightning streaked across the sky. Crystal clear raindrops fell in thunder, but in the blink of an eye, the sky was soaked. A large amount of water vapor emerged in the air, covering the entire Shenhu Immortal Sect. From a distance, it was foggy, like a holy place of immortals.

Two huge flying boats cut through the rain and landed outside the Shenhu Xianmen.

They were the flying boats of the Yangshi Sect and the Jiudu Valley.

"Welcome all fellow Taoists to our sect."

The head of the Shenhu Peak flew up, and the spiritual energy around him formed a spherical spiritual energy shield, which wrapped him up in it, and the rain did not touch him.

"Just don't chase people away, but don't show your displeasure on your face like in this weather."

Three pale-faced Yangshi Sect monks landed from the flying boat, followed by more than 20 young disciples. These were all new disciples of the Yangshi Sect, who were responsible for participating in this exchange meeting.

"The three sects are of the same blood, and the Taoist friends of the Xianmen are also our friends. Maybe we can become fellow disciples in the future." The people on the Jiudu Valley flying boat also landed, and the leading monk spoke.

The Jiudu Valley was also led by three foundation-building monks, and the rest were all young disciples. Unlike their senior masters in the foundation-building realm, the young disciples were full of vigor and wanted to win a good place in the sect competition.

The clear and tender eyes and the yearning for cultivation were written on their faces.

Several Tianjiao seeds even called for competition in private, but these behaviors were seen by the elders of the foundation-building realm. They did not stop them. As long as no one died, they would let them do whatever they wanted.

Chen Luo also stood in the team of elders.

He had never participated in the sect competition since he joined the Shenhu Immortal Sect. At that time, his senior brother Hu Qiudao mentioned this to him, but Chen Luo was focused on cultivation at that time and did not pay attention to these at all. I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to participate this time, as an elder.

"Please."

The master of Shenhu Peak smiled, as if he did not understand the meaning of Jiudu Valley's foundation-building words.

The foundation-building group flew into the mountain. As for the juniors in the Qi Refining Realm, they were naturally responsible.

After entering Shenhu Peak, the two sects took out the rewards prepared by their own sects. The reward for the competition of the Corpse Cultivation Sect was a thousand-year-old coffin fungus, and the reward of the Nine Poison Valley was anti-venom liquid, both of which were rare treasures. As the acting head, the master of Shenhu Peak also took out the prize of the Immortal Sect.

Next, the heads of the three sects began to arrange the details of the competition.

Chen Luo lost interest after listening for a while, turned around and left Shenhu Peak, and there were many people who left like him. They were all foundation-building cultivators, and no one would waste time on things they were not interested in. Moreover, the people from the two sects obviously had other purposes this time. With this free time, it would be better to think about how to solve the following things.

Chen Luo returned to Wudao Peak, and he was the only one who had built a foundation on the mountain.

Huang Ying and Wuwei Zhenren both went down the mountain. Huang Ying took Senior Sister Shen back to her hometown, and their family encountered some troubles. Wuwei Zhenren was taken away by Senior Sister Bai Su. Thinking of this strange master's wife who was upgraded from a senior sister, Chen Luo couldn't help but want to laugh.

He had not expected that the marriage pill he had made would have such a miraculous effect. However, this effect was probably related to Bai Su's physique. For ordinary people, it was a useless pill.

"Elder Chen is quite elegant."

A voice suddenly sounded, and Chen Luo looked up.

A Nine Poison Valley Foundation Establishment cultivator in a black robe was standing at the door, and it seemed that he had come to find him.

"You came quite quickly. Are you not in charge of the matter over there?"

Chen Luo smiled. He recognized this person when they met before. This person was the sword cultivation genius who had done the mission down the mountain with him at the beginning, and later switched to Nine Poison Valley, Mo Wenjian.

"Naturally trivial matters should be left to trivial people."

Mo Wenjian lifted the hood on his head, revealing the pale face underneath. He looked almost the same as he did back then, with a handsome face, flying black hair, and a sharper sword energy around him. When he showed his face, he was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, emitting amazing sword energy.

The sword energy dissipated and shattered itself when it approached Chen Luo. With Chen Luo's current realm, this level of sword energy can be completely ignored.

"It's worthy of being my nemesis. He has built a foundation like me."

Still so dumb!

Chen Luo looked at Mo Wenjian and couldn't help but be amused.

As soon as this guy picked up the sword, he would become a fool. To put it nicely, it's called pride, and to put it bluntly, it's just dumb.

"Really?"

"Do you remember what I said in the past? When I build my foundation, I will definitely come to fight you, to avenge my previous shame and let you understand the power of sword cultivation."

Mo Wenjian raised his hand, the scabbard behind him trembled, and the dark magic sword flew out from behind and fell into his hand. The aura around him condensed, and with Mo Wenjian as the center, a circle of circular sword energy was formed.

"Forget it."

Sensing Mo Wenjian's realm.

In the early stage of foundation building, five spiritual dragons. It can indeed be regarded as a genius among the same level, but in Chen Luo's eyes, this kind of strength is the same as that of a junior, and he has no interest in fighting. Not to mention the curse magic of the Silver Armor Corpse King and the Demon Sect Master, just his realm can suppress Mo Wenjian and make him unable to move.

"Draw the sword."

Mo Wenjian's eyes were hot. He had been thinking about this battle since he built his foundation. This time, when he heard about the task related to Shenhu Xianmen, he accepted it without saying a word, with the purpose of completing this agreed battle.

As long as he defeated Chen Luo, the first mountain in his life would be crossed.

Then he would soar into the sky and dominate the world!

"There is no one here, and it is not shameful to be defeated by me. I will not tell anyone about this." The aura on Mo Wenjian's body became stronger and stronger, and the sword body trembled and made a light sound.

This man is indeed a genius sword cultivator.

Seeing this, Chen Luo had to stand up. He did not use the magic sword, but took a wooden stick from the side. He was afraid that he would kill Mo Wenjian with the magic sword, but the wooden stick was safe and would not kill him if his hand was off.

"What do you mean?"

Mo Wenjian's face changed suddenly, and he felt that he was greatly humiliated. He had traveled thousands of miles to come here, gathered the sword energy for more than 20 years, and was ready to fight in an upright manner, but the other party actually used a stick to humiliate him.

"Watch it."

Chen Luo was too lazy to explain to him. Wang Mingyi's brain emerged with the corresponding memory, the same sword cultivator, and the sword intent!

As the Qingmu sword intent gathered, a ray of light blue light appeared on the wooden stick in Chen Luo's hand.

A green sword lotus bloomed under Chen Luo's feet, and the place where he stood seemed to have turned into a sky-high sword, and the sword energy soared into the sky. Mo Wenjian's eyelids on the opposite side twitched wildly, and the slight dissatisfaction disappeared completely, replaced by shock and disbelief.

"Sword intent?!!"

Whoosh!

What responded to him was Chen Luo's sword from top to bottom.

Quick!

As fast as lightning, the exploding Qinglian sword energy was like a violent storm. The sword energy that Mo Wenjian had spent a long time condensing before was instantly cut off by this force. Not only that, the sword in his hand was trembling and wanted to fly over and join the Qinglian sword energy.

In this situation, let alone fighting, he couldn't even turn the sword energy.

Boom! !

A huge rock on the side of the mountain was hit by the sword energy and exploded. The exploded rock split into two and fell down the mountain in two halves. After a long time, the sword energy subsided, the wind disappeared, and even the water vapor on the mountain was cut into air.

With a crisp sound of "crack", the wooden stick in his hand exploded into pieces.

Mo Wenjian woke up from his shock.

"Is this your sword intent?" Mo Wenjian asked with red eyes and a hoarse voice.

Sword intent is the first level in the practice of sword cultivation. Mo Wenjian has practiced for more than 40 years, but he has not yet comprehended the sword intent. Chen Luo, a magic cultivator, actually mastered the sword intent before him. For Mo Wenjian, this is even more painful than killing him.

"It's not difficult. You can practice it casually."

Chen Luo walked over and patted Mo Wenjian on the shoulder, dispersing the sword energy around him.

"I told you not to fight a long time ago."

"It's really my nemesis!"

After a brief frustration, Mo Wenjian cheered up again. He sheathed the sword and looked at Chen Luo with fiery eyes.

"Wait until I have formed the elixir, and then I will come to fight you again"

Hearing these familiar words, Chen Luo was speechless. But he did not stop the other party. He just broke the other party's confidence, so it would be good for him to set a new goal.