Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 61: Qiankun Sword Sect
On one side is a young man dressed , and on the other side is a foundation-building master with a big white beard and a high status from the Qiankun Sword Sect, one of the ten major sects.
It was this famous foundation-building master who respectfully called the upstart "senior brother".
"Oh, Junior Brother Pu."
Before Wang Chen came to Qiankun Sword Sect, he made great efforts to find Tianji Sect, but he still didn't recognize the person in front of him, so he thought he was not a famous person.
“No, I just came here specially to pay my respects to you, brother. I don’t want to delay your meal, and I wish you further progress after you report back to the sect.” Pu Henghua was extremely respectful.
With his qualifications, he will never be able to inherit the sect in his lifetime. He is very awed by disciples like Wang Chen. If Jiang Yu goes further and becomes a high-ranking member of the sect in the future, it will not be so easy for him to leave an impression in his eyes.
"Got it." Wang Chen nodded.
Pu Henghua retreated, and everyone then realized that he was not some nouveau riche, but a master of the Qiankun Sword Sect.
"As expected of a senior, your dress is really unique."
"Yes, he has the demeanor of a master."
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Xiaoyao was not happy at all when she heard the attitude of the people around her change drastically and they praised Wang Chen's clothes.
"These people are so hypocritical." She said angrily.
"This means that ugly people should read more books, and high-ranking officials will have good farts." Wang Chen laughed.
Xiaoyao was stunned and didn't understand the logic of these two sentences.
In the end, Pu Henghua led his two disciples away first, and by the way, he paid for the spiritual stones on Wang Chen's table, successfully leaving his name in Wang Chen's memory.
A distance of thousands of miles would take less than half an hour for an accomplished cultivator.
Above the clouds, Wang Chen flew at full speed on his sword.
Before my eyes, a mountain as tall as the clouds was getting closer and closer.
Qiankun Mountain, the location of the Qiankun Sword Sect.
The mountain is thousands of feet high, with three sacred peaks standing in a tripod. From a distance, it stretches for thousands of miles, with strange peaks and beautiful rocks, vast and cold. Between the quaint and heavy attics, there are neat plank roads winding around, like strands of ribbons embracing the mountains.
In the center of the three sacred peaks, an ancient and heavy giant sword stands on it. The giant sword looks like a sword at a glance, but upon closer inspection, it is like a stone peak with lush vegetation, giving it a sense of a sword hidden but not sealed.
Although he had never been to the Qiankun Sword Sect, Wang Chen, who had done his homework in the Tianji Sect, understood that this was the Qiankun Sword Sect's Cangjian Peak, which contained the Qiankun sword energy and was the place where disciples received inheritance.
And this Qiankun sword energy is exactly the inherited energy that the disciples of the Qiankun Sword Sect need to be able to control the Qiankun Tiangang Sword Technique. If Wang Chen did not have the support of ancestral energy, he would not be able to use this sword technique at all due to the lack of Qiankun sword energy.
As they galloped, they were getting closer and closer to the Qiankun Sword Sect.
At the end of the plank road, one can vaguely see a loft-style building with an arched doorway carved from white jade and the three characters "Yinjian Cliff" inscribed on it.
The Qiankun Sword Sect has a strict hierarchy, and disciples of different levels have different places to report to. However, for disciples like Jiang Yu, the place they report to is the Sword Guiding Cliff.
At this moment, three disciples of the Qiankun Sword Sect were standing beside the Sword-Inducing Cliff, standing respectfully aside.
They are inner disciples who are specifically responsible for guiding disciples to inherit the tradition.
A sword light flashed across the sky, and a man wearing the Taoist robe of Qiankun Sword Sect, stepping on a pure white flying sword, came towards the wind with a handsome face.
"Senior Brother Zuo Han."
The leading inner sect disciple recognized the visitor and greeted him respectfully.
"After three years of not seeing you, Senior Brother Zuo Han has become even more famous. He killed the Seven Evils of the Sea of Blood and saved the lineage of Master Gu. His righteousness is so great that I'm afraid he will reach the Sixth Nirvana in no time. He is truly a role model for all the fellow disciples."
The two cultivators behind the person who spoke all showed admiration, but they admired Li Ming, their senior brother who was also an inner sect disciple, more.
Not everyone can flatter someone. It has to be meaningful and appropriate. However, in these two aspects, the performance of this senior brother just now can be said to have reached perfection. It is obvious that he has done a lot of work in secret. How can the two people not admire him.
Zuo Han chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so well-informed."
"Who are the people who came back?" Tell me. Zuo Han was not in a hurry to leave and asked the three people.
Li Ming was all smiles. "Today is the last day to report back to the sect. Most of the brothers who inherited the legacy have returned to their respective sword veins to report back. Compared to five years ago, most of the brothers are still at the level of the fifth nirvana, but there are also many brothers who have made breakthroughs."
"Among them, Senior Brothers He Yang and Qin Chao have already achieved the sixth Nirvana."
"Senior Brother Jun Mo has already achieved Nirvana seven times. At that time, a green light rolled up thick white clouds, just like a green dragon in the sea of clouds. His momentum made us bow down to him."
“Oh? Brother Jun Mo has achieved Nirvana seven times. It seems that this time our sect will have one more core disciple. We must congratulate him.” Zuo Han showed shock on his face, then smiled, as if he was very familiar with Jun Mo.
"Senior Brother Zuo is extremely talented. It's only a matter of time for him to reach this level." Li Ming lowered his head and said. In fact, he didn't know what was in his heart. Zuo Han spoke very familiarly to Jun Mo. However, there was a lot of jealousy among the disciples of the inheritance. There was some sincerity in his words, but only Zuo Han himself knew it.
Zuo Han found these words very useful.
"Hey. Another senior brother of inheritance is here." At this time, Li Ming looked up at the sky, and a green light came in the blink of an eye, revealing a figure wearing leopard skin. The fur was yellow with spots, and it looked quite strange.
Several disciples of the Qiankun Sword Sect, including Zuo Han, frowned. If there were no green lotuses between the sword lights of this person, which were the real Qiankun sword energy, they would have thought that it was some demon beast that dared to trespass into the mountain gate.
"This sect is quite impressive. It's much more impressive than the Baihua Gang you entered last time." Xiaoyao floated into the sky and turned around, sighing.
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Can these ten major sects be compared with a small gang in Qinghu Town?
Wang Chen felt that he couldn't continue with this, and just as he reached the Sword-drawing Cliff, he jumped down from the heavy sword.
Buzz. The black iron heavy sword seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand and was silently retracted behind him.
Several inner disciples who were in charge of guiding him were stunned.
Even the inner disciple who was engaged in the verbal battle was stunned for a long while before he called out uncertainly:
"Brother Jiang?"
Wang Chen glanced around and saw that this inner sect disciple had perfected his Qi condensation and seemed to be preparing for Nirvana.
"Ah. It's Senior Brother Jiang. I haven't seen you for five years. Senior Brother Jiang is still as charming as ever." Li Ming was suddenly stuck. After taking in so many disciples, this was the first time he felt that he couldn't tell anyone's stories about the other party. He couldn't just bring up the same old things again.
"Oh? It's Senior Brother Jiang. You're not as impressive as before. Ten years ago, I was still in the inner sect and had reached Nirvana for the third time. You, Jiang Yu, had reached Nirvana for the fifth time. But now, I've reached Nirvana for the fifth time and will reach Nirvana for the sixth time in less than two years, but you still haven't made any progress."
"Why does Senior Brother Jiang also feel ashamed to hide his cultivation?"
Zuo Han sneered. Although Jiang Yu looked like he was only at the sixth level of Qi Condensation, it was a recognized fact among the disciples that Jiang Yu had run out of talent. Many disciples gossiped about him and looked down on him on a daily basis. No one believed that Jiang Yu could make a breakthrough.
Therefore, Zuo Han called him "Senior Brother Jiang", but there was no respect for him at all. Instead, the sarcasm in his words was not concealed at all.
