Chapter 544 The big hermit hides in the city, and the little hermit hides in the wild!
Chapter 544 The big hermit hides in the city, the small hermit hides in the wild! [Please subscribe]
Author: Fei Le
Chapter 544 The big hermit hides in the city, the small hermit hides in the wild! [Please subscribe]
"The Palace of Yama ranks third among the peaks of the Purple Sky Holy Land. It is controlled by the Xiao family among the three major surnames in the sect. There are more than 600,000 disciples in the peak, and the strong ones are like crucian carp crossing the river. The elders of the Xiao family run the family. He is known for his strictness, is responsible for the punishment of the entire sect, is fair in dealing with matters, and is highly respected by the disciples of the entire sect!"
"Qingming Peak ranks seventh among the peaks in the Purple Sky Holy Land. It is inherited from Qingmingzi, the sword god of the Immortal Realm tens of thousands of years ago. It is said that he possesses peerless swordsmanship and is famous for his ruthless killings. He has also made great achievements in swordsmanship within the sect. A presence second to none.”
"There are more than 300,000 Qingming Peak disciples, and non-swordsman geniuses are not allowed to get started. Each one of them is a sword-crazy existence. Their behavior is a bit domineering and unkind, but they are extremely protective of their shortcomings and no one dares to offend them!"
Wei Han carefully considered the information on the two peaks.
They will be his most suitable choices for backers, but he has not yet made a decision on which one to choose. After all, the one at the top has a strong background, and the other has a long heritage and is extremely cruel. It is really difficult to choose.
"Junior sister, if you were to worship in the Zixiao Holy Land, would you choose Yama Hall or Qingming Peak?" Wei Han asked with a smile of interest.
"Huh?" Lu Qingqing was stunned, and then exclaimed: "Senior brother, do you want to worship in Zixiao Holy Land?"
"What? Isn't it possible?" Wei Han asked back.
"Yes, of course!" Lu Qingqing said with a weird face: "The Holy Land has always accepted all kinds of small sect geniuses without hesitation. After all, they are not afraid that their disciples will turn to the original sect. But if you leave, What should we, the Changsheng Sect, do?”
"If I don't leave, who will find support for the sect?" Wei Han asked jokingly.
"this?"
Lu Qingqing was stunned and speechless again.
Apparently she also didn't understand the connection between Wei Han's worship at Zixiao Holy Land and his search for a big backer.
But she thought about it seriously and said: "If senior brother wants to choose between Yama Luo Temple and Qingming Peak, I suggest choosing Yama Luo Temple. The Xiao family is one of the three major surnames in the Holy Land, and there are unfathomable secrets behind it. Ancestors, there are many above Nascent Soul, and their strength and foundation are all top-notch beings."
"Furthermore, Xiao's reputation is very upright. Since he took charge of the sect's punishment, no one has ever objected to fairness and justice, and no one has ever dared to provoke him at will. His power can be said to be terrifying."
Lu Qingqing hasn't finished speaking yet.
Wei Han already understood what she meant.
It's just that the Yama Luodian under the control of the Xiao family has a good reputation and great power. Can it use a tiger's skin to set up a banner to scare the enemy? At least the Fire Cloud Sect will definitely be afraid of it.
But Wei Han thought about it seriously and shook his head subconsciously: "Fengju is the most untrustworthy thing. What you can see is always what others want to see. If a surname controls a peak, there will definitely be differences in closeness and distance. In other circumstances, why do you think that you, a migrant, will be valued more than others with the same surname?"
"this?"
Lu Qingqing was speechless.
Wei Han chuckled and didn't say much. After thinking for a while, he continued: "Let's choose Qingming Peak. The overall strength is almost irrelevant. Anyway, they are the top ranked peaks in Zixiao Holy Land. Most people don't dare to mess with them at will. .And they are good at swordsmanship, which is suitable for my future development, and swordsmen are always easier to deal with than ordinary people, and there are not so many twists and turns!"
There is another reason he didn’t say!
It is said that the people in Qingming Peak are very protective of their shortcomings.
If he can gain a firm foothold among them, why worry about not being able to intimidate the Fire Cloud Sect?
"Let's take it!" Wei Han made a decisive choice while carefully checking Qingming Peak's information.
This peak has been inherited for a long time and is very famous in the entire Ten Thousand Stars Sea. The power of one peak is enough to suppress ten or eight first-class immortal sects. It can be said that the foundation is terrifyingly deep.
According to the information, there are at least 39 Nascent Soul Stage masters in Qingming Peak, as well as two masters above Nascent Soul Stage, and there are even more Golden Core Stage masters. Each one of them is a famous swordsman in the sea of thousand stars, and they can kill enemies by leapfrogging their ranks.
There are many others!
This kind of place with many strong people is still very attractive to Wei Han.
As the saying goes, a big hermit hides in the city, a small hermit hides in the wild.
Over the years, he has served as a handyman apprentice, an alchemist, and managed a spiritual plant garden, but he has never lived as a sword cultivator, which is quite exciting.
What's more, Wei Han's strength is amazing. If there is a sword cultivator to hide his identity, it will not be too abrupt when he kills enemies by leapfrogging in the future, and he can hide himself better.
"Not bad!"
The more Wei Han thought about it, the more it made sense.
Lu Qingqing laughed dumbly when he saw this and said: "Senior brother, do you really want to go to Qingming Peak? They are very strict in recruiting people. You must be a swordsman genius. If you put your talent in other peaks, there may be people competing for it.
Accept it, but if it’s Qingming Peak, they may not be interested in it.”
"Did you forget that I have understood the sword's intention?" Wei Han asked in surprise: "Or is it that the sword's intention has become so bad these days that even Qingming Peak can't look down on it?"
"hiss!"
Lu Qingqing then remembered that Wei Han was a genius in swordsmanship.
As she took a breath of cold air, her eyes couldn't help but sparkle.
"I forgot that senior brother has already understood the meaning of the sword!" Lu Qingqing chuckled and sighed: "Qingming Peak naturally welcomes a genius like you. Zixiao Holy Land Wujian Cliff has produced a total of 8,756 swordsmen for tens of thousands of years.
On average, one seed will appear every ten to eight years, and every time it attracts competition among the peaks of the Holy Land."
"so much?"
Wei Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and a basin of cold water poured over his heart.
He originally thought that he was an unparalleled talent when he realized the sword intention at the golden elixir stage, but he never expected that there were so many geniuses in Wan Xinghai, and a sword intention seed could be produced every ten or eight years.
And this is a wild kendo seedling!
Qingming Peak's hundreds of thousands of disciples have been exposed to swordsmanship since childhood, and have systematically studied the path of sword cultivation. The proportion of people who have realized the sword's intention must be much greater than that of the outside world. There are probably countless people in the peak who have realized the sword's intention.
In this case, he really has no right to be proud.
"You still have to guard against arrogance and impetuosity!" Wei Han murmured to himself and secretly warned himself, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better to have more geniuses, so that he would be less conspicuous and it would be easier for him to grow up.
"Senior brother, when are you going to Zixiao Holy Land to pay homage to the mountain?" Lu Qingqing asked curiously: "Do you want to discuss such a big matter with a few masters first?"
"No need!" Wei Han waved his hand nonchalantly: "It is not uncommon for one disciple to worship two sects in Wanxinghai. The small sect of the small sect is eager to send the talented disciples to the Holy Land, hoping that they will take care of the original sect after they become famous.
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"I have a close relationship with the two masters and ancestors. They naturally know that I don't want to change the sect and will understand my painstaking efforts!"
Lu Qingqing nodded playfully when he heard this.
If it was said that Wei Han wanted to ban Zong from leaving, Yu Qingyan and Mu Yuebai would probably be the first to not believe it. People like them could see what he wanted to do at a glance, so there was no need to explain it in too many words.
"I hope you have a bright future, senior brother, and can take care of the Changsheng Sect and Babao Zhai in the future!" Lu Qingqing smiled and raised a glass of congratulations, her beautiful eyes full of expectation.