Chapter 442 Wanjian Mountain

In front of a mountain on the north side of the Third Medicine Valley, Gu An and An Xin stood side by side, watching their disciples insert swords into the mountain.

This mountain has no flowers or plants, it is bare, and the rocks are red. The mountain is not formed naturally, but is a special stone purchased by Gu An. This stone is often used to make array platforms, magic tools, etc.

An Xin turned her head to look at Gu An and asked curiously: "Master, are you creating such a sword mountain to leave a legacy?"

Gu An smiled and said: "You will know later."

Seeing that he was so mysterious, An Xin became more curious about the sword mountain in front.

Gu An raised his hand and waved, a stone tablet flew out, landed in front of the sword mountain, and inserted into the soil. He then waved his hand in the air, using his finger as a pen to engrave words on the stone tablet.

An Xin looked closely, and she could feel a momentum from Gu An's handwriting, which she could not describe in words. For some reason, she felt a sense of loneliness.

Wanjian Mountain!

The reason why Gu An did not write Wanjian Mountain Ridge directly was that he was afraid of directly hitting the cause and effect. One less word would seem redundant, but in fact, there are thousands of differences.

There are many Wanjian Mountain Ridges and many Wanjian Mountains in different worlds.

When the three words Wanjian Mountain were written, An Xin suddenly felt that this sword mountain had a god.

There were still many disciples inserting swords on the mountain, but it made her feel different.

"Wait until they are done, and no disciples are allowed to set foot on it in the future."

Gu An left after saying this.

An Xin stood there and continued to admire Wanjian Mountain. She always felt that this mountain was hiding a mystery.

In the next few days, Wanjian Mountain became a place that disciples in the valley and visiting monks often talked about. The three words Wanjian Mountain sounded very imposing, not to mention that the valley master Gu An had a relationship with Fudao Jianzun, which made them have to pay attention.

The news also spread to Taixuanmen.

Since Gu An claimed that he was the Sword Master of Fudao, his fame has risen sharply. The major families have also investigated him. Pan An's true identity can no longer be hidden. It is precisely because Pan An is him that the major families began to let their disciples study books such as Fengshen Yanyi, Journey to the West, and Romance of the Three Kingdoms. They think that the Sword Master of Fudao must want to convey something to them through Pan An.

Even if they think too much, if they can memorize Pan An's books, they will have something to say to the Sword Master of Fudao in the future. There is no harm in it.

This day, at noon.

Outside Taixuan Gate.

An Hao walked out of the forest with Jueluo Jianjun. He turned his head and looked at Jueluo Jianjun and said, "I only know that my master is in Taixuan Gate, but I don't know who he is. If he wants to see you, he will find you. Remember, don't hurt the disciples in the gate."

Jueluo Jianjun snorted, "How can I, the Sword Master of Dahong Jiantian, hurt ordinary people?"

He turned directly into a sword light and fled to Taixuan Gate.

An Hao followed him, but he could no longer find the breath of Jueluo Jianjun.

So, An Hao decided to go to the Third Medicine Valley to see An Xin first.

Half an incense stick of time later, An Hao landed on a mountain top, from where he could overlook the entire Third Medicine Valley.

Compared with many years ago, the Third Medicine Valley is more prosperous and more imposing. Every mountain around it is equipped with formations, and you can also see the disciples working and practicing in the valley.

"Things have really changed."

An Hao murmured to himself, his tone full of emotion.

He suddenly panicked, afraid that An Xin was gone.

He was about to jump down, and there was a movement next to him. He glanced over and saw a man and a rat running over.     He remembered that rat, it was the white spirit rat raised by Gu An. There were many in Taixuanmen, but he had never seen a white spirit rat as fat as Gu An's, so he always remembered it.

Behind the white spirit rat was a strong young man.

An Hao raised his eyebrows when he saw the other person for the first time.

This guy looks a bit like Gu An, which makes him a little dazed.

The most important thing is that this kid has no spiritual power, but his physique is amazingly strong. He even feels that this kid has the physique of Nirvana.

An Hao became interested in Long Qing. When the white spirit rat ran past him, he didn't care and kept staring at Long Qing.

The white spirit rat suddenly stopped and turned to look at An Hao, with suspicion in his eyes.

It felt as if it had seen this person somewhere.

Long Qing saw An Hao's eyes and couldn't help but slow down his pace. In front of outsiders, he had to be decent and couldn't embarrass the Third Medicine Valley.

He came to An Hao, clasped his fists and saluted, and smiled: "I am Long Qing, a disciple of the Third Medicine Valley. I don't know your name, but do you want to enter the Third Medicine Valley?"

Today, the Third Medicine Valley has a great reputation in Taixuanmen and has a high status. As a disciple of the Third Medicine Valley, even if it is a chores disciple, you can have the confidence to face anyone.

An Hao looked at Long Qing and asked, "What is your relationship with Gu An?"

Long Qing heard the other party call the master's name directly, and with his extraordinary demeanor, he guessed that An Hao had a close relationship with the master, so he replied, "He is my master. You want to find him? He just went out today and should be back before dusk. I will take you into the valley?"

"Master? Why do I feel like you are his descendant?" An Hao smiled.

Hearing this, Long Qing was not angry, because many people have said so, and he had also suspected it, but Gu An denied that they were related by blood. In the end, he could only blame it on the fact that they had been together for a long time, and his face and temperament were influenced by his master.

Long Qing shook his head and said, "I am not, but I hope so."

An Hao did not ask further, nor did he care about the loneliness in his tone. An Hao smiled and said, "Hit me. If you hurt me, I will teach you the magical power of the flesh, which can be used without spiritual power."

Long Qing frowned and said, "Not good?"

Magic power?

Do you think I'm just a master?

He has learned supernatural powers from Shen Xinzi, but in his opinion, supernatural powers are not that powerful.

An Hao raised his hand and asked provocatively: "You are not afraid, are you? You have such a strong body, but you dare not take action. Aren't you living up to the gift of God to you?"

Hearing this, Long Qing got angry all of a sudden.

He raised his right hand and slowly clenched his fist. Visible Qi surrounded his fist. His robe began to flutter, his long hair fluttered, and his whole temperament suddenly changed.

His face became cold, making An Hao feel that he was more like Gu An.

Long Qing said coldly: "If I beat you to death, don't regret it!"

An Hao smiled proudly: "Want to beat me to death? It's impossible even if you practice for another 100,000 years!"

A cold light flashed in Long Qing's eyes. He stepped out suddenly, with his right fist behind him. His body was like a bow, and the fist was punched from the waist, and the strength of his whole body was poured into his fist.

He could feel that An Hao was very strong, so in order not to embarrass himself, he naturally had to go all out.

When this punch was thrown, the roar was like a thunder, which startled the disciples of the Medicine Valley in the distance. Whether they were on the mountain or in the valley, they all turned their heads to look in the direction where the sound came from.

An Xin, who was practicing under the Xuanqing tree, also opened her eyes and looked over, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed.