Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 78 I and the loser are not from the same world
Wang Chen couldn't feel any external situation at this moment. The light spots were becoming more and more complicated. His fingers were trembling and his movements were almost invisible.
Gradually, a layer of golden light appeared all over his body, and others could only barely see his shadow in the light.
"In the sect's history books, Grandmaster Yue Li was not surrounded by golden light!"
Some disciples who were familiar with that period of history were greatly surprised.
At this time, Wang Chen had already risen to a position of eighteen feet.
He's still rising...
"Jiang Yu actually surpassed Grandmaster Yue Li."
Among the onlookers, the figure of Jun Hou appeared, and his face looked extremely ugly at the moment.
"I'm afraid Jiang Yu's performance at the sword sacrifice ceremony today was not a fluke."
Some people overlapped Jiang Yu, who was creating a miracle at this moment, with Zhang Kuang's figure at the sword sacrifice ceremony.
Surprising facts were discovered.
Nineteen feet,
Twenty feet...
Wang Chen suddenly stopped.
"The ancestor once said that twenty feet is the limit. Looking around the world, there is no exception. It is indeed true."
Gu Qianyin nodded slightly, not surprised at all that Wang Chen stopped twenty feet away and could not move forward any further.
"Even if he is only twenty feet tall, he can still be called a top talent. Senior brother, you really have a good eye for talent in having such a disciple."
"Eh? This set of seals is obviously incomplete. Why can't I move on..."
After Wang Chen made the last hand seal, he finally came to his senses, but he could not make any progress despite trying many times.
"Is this a joke?"
"What use would I have for this broken seal?"
“Perhaps in actual combat, I will explode on the spot before I even blast out the spell.”
Wang Chen was secretly dissatisfied with this.
After all this effort, this is the result?
Moreover, the inability to move forward was not due to tremendous pressure, but an inexplicable sense of prohibition.
It’s like you can answer all the questions in a set of exams, but you are not allowed to do the questions at the end, and ultimately you fail the exam.
This feeling drove him crazy.
He looked up unwillingly, and saw a golden beam of light shooting straight up into the sky, like a ladder to heaven.
Heaven... Fairyland?
True immortal!
He felt something in his heart, and when he looked at his whole body again, it was covered with a golden light, dyeing his entire body golden.
God help me, Wang Chen cried in his heart, and his true immortal blood suddenly started to activate.
The golden hair fluttered, and in just a moment, the sense of prohibition was broken.
“Sure enough, this jade disc can only continue to move upwards if it senses the blood of the ancient immortal.”
Wang Chen was delighted at first, then he quickly calmed down and carefully felt the increasingly complex spots of light.
What's going on?
“He’s still rising.”
Even with Gu Qianyin's thousands of years of cultivation, he couldn't help but be shocked.
He broke the ancestor's conclusion!
"This boy is extraordinary!"
This thirty-three-foot-high, wordless jade disk multiplied its pressure every time it rose one foot. Many of the onlookers had already experienced the mountain-like pressure when they were three feet away.
This pressure gives people an irresistible feeling.
But Wang Chen seemed to feel nothing at all.
Walk at a steady pace, rising slowly.
Twenty-three feet,
Twenty-eight feet,
Thirty feet!
In a ball of golden light, he looked like an immortal being led to heaven.
Everyone was shocked.
envy,
envious,
Amidst all kinds of complex looks of admiration, he slowly climbed to the top of the wordless jade disk.
In the air, he took a step forward.
Standing on the top of the jade disk.
The golden light of the wordless jade disk flickered and suddenly gathered into his body.
This spell was finally completely imprinted into his body.
"Thirty-three Heavens Giant Spirit Seal!"
When the light faded away, Wang Chen knew the name of the magic formula contained in the wordless jade disk.
This seal is not a sword technique, so it is certainly not from the Qiankun Sword Sect. No one knows where it came from.
The predecessor who lived a thousand years ago practiced this technique backwards, and not only did he not go astray, but he was able to comprehend the sword intent.
“Think about it, even if it’s a blind cat that catches a dead mouse, it’s really admirable.” Wang Chen suddenly thought.
The silence all around,
There were crowds of people surrounding it in circles.
Some cultivators looked at Wang Chen standing on the jade disk unwillingly, and finally snorted coldly, and flew away with an unwilling look.
But at this moment, Wang Chen suddenly became serious, shouted loudly, and his true power flashed.
clang!
The sword energy rang out.
Above the jade disk, a golden sword lotus suddenly blossomed.
"Golden Sword Lotus!"
"Jiang Yu has indeed comprehended the ancient immortal's sword intent!"
The people who remained there were whispering and talking to each other.
"Perfect, no one would think that I didn't gain any sword intent at all."
Looking at the crowd that was in an uproar and talking a lot, Wang Chen smiled secretly in his heart.
From now on, the Golden Sword Lotus can be used openly.
"nice!"
Xiaoyao flew into the air, looked at the sword lotus, and couldn't stop admiring it.
It seemed as if all the twists and turns just now were not as stunning as the moment when the lotus blossomed.
Lights of various colors flickered and converged towards the three mountains and hundreds of veins.
The onlookers, each with their own thoughts, flew away into the air.
"If anyone tells me Jiang Yu is a famous loser again, I will sue him for murder."
An inner sect disciple who had attained Nirvana four times was flying through the air towards his sword vein with lingering fear in his heart.
After being influenced by him for so many years, in his mind, Jiang Yu was just a useless person who had used up all his potential. He looked down on him. It would be difficult to hide this emotion if he met Jiang Yu himself.
Therefore, at this moment he was extremely grateful that he did not anger Jiang Yu.
"Looking at it this way, Senior Brother Jiang Yu is quite charming." A female disciple blushed slightly as she remembered something, but was dragged away and flew away.
This night, many people are destined to be sleepless.
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The next day.
It seemed to be affected by the golden light column of the wordless jade disk.
The weather in Qiankun Sword Sect was sunny that day, with birds singing and flowers blooming, making people feel refreshed.
In a cave in the mountains, a rich spiritual energy was floating around, and it was obvious that the spiritual power within was very abundant.
The disciples who can practice in it are not ordinary disciples.
The spiritual mist flashed, and a figure appeared.
It’s Jun Mo.
After the incident at the sword sacrifice ceremony and the prince’s lesson yesterday, he plunged into the spiritual cave to calm the restlessness in his heart.
Now, after a night, I feel calm and refreshed.
Even the other party's true energy, which had been breaking through Nirvana seven times and was not very stable yet, had become much more solid.
His cultivation level actually improved further because of this.
This discovery made Jun Mo very happy. He was secretly delighted:
"Yesterday's events are gone like floating clouds. After this incident, I have become more mature and stable. Jiang Yu, that useless guy, is about to die anyway. I don't understand why I bothered with him yesterday."
"Just like my brother said, I chose a stupid way. Now when I think back to yesterday, I was really immature. Jun Mo couldn't help shaking his head, feeling that his character had been sublimated."
Outside the cave, there stood a disciple of the inheritance, it was Zuo Han.
Among the disciples who inherited the legacy, almost everyone believed that Jun Mo would be the next core disciple, and therefore they were particularly trying to curry favor with him.
Otherwise, after Jun Mo becomes a core disciple, it will not be so easy to curry favor with him.
And Zuo Han worked extremely hard.
"Zuo Han? How long have you been here? I've been making great progress in my practice, so I didn't notice you coming." Jun Mo could hardly hide his pride in his tone.
Under normal circumstances, Zuo Han would probably feel flattered by such a kind attitude, but at this moment, he only found it more difficult to speak.
"What's that expression on your face? Do you think I'm still angry about Jiang Yu? You underestimate me too much. This loser and I are not from the same world at all."
"He is like a speck of dust before my eyes. I blow on him and he flies away."
As Jun Mo spoke, he found that Zuo Han's expression was getting weirder and weirder.
He was stunned, and finally couldn't help but said: "If you have anything to say, just say it directly. What's the point of looking so sad?"
