Tianjian Mountain is located in the northwest of the Eastern Territory, very far away from Taiyuan Mountain, and it is difficult for ordinary monks to reach it without the help of space magic arrays.
Here hundreds of thousands of mountains have stood tall all year round, with their sharp edges exposed like swords pointing towards the sky.
On the main peak in the center, there are green pines and towering bamboos. Waterfalls are flying in the mountains and spiritual streams are gurgling. Cranes are soaring in the sky and strange animals are resting in the forest. There are many pavilions and houses in the flat areas. In the surrounding nurseries, fairy trees are blooming.
You can see a lot of grass and Ganoderma lucidum. From time to time, there are monks flying with swords, showing their profound swordsmanship.
This is where the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect is located. The Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect was founded 14,000 years ago. The founder of the Sword Sect was named Emperor Burial Sword. He was a Sword Emperor who cultivated in the Mingwei Realm.
The Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect was originally called the Tianjian Sect, and it was only a second-rate sect in the Eastern Region. However, later on, the Sword Ancestor among the sects came out of nowhere and broke through the world and soared. He not only developed the Tianjian Sect into the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect.
The top force, and the way of swordsmanship has gradually grown into the fourth avenue among the human race, second only to Confucianism, Buddhism, and Immortality.
Nowadays, the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect is thriving. After thousands of years of accumulation, its strength has developed into the second largest force in the Eastern Region after Taiyuan Dao Sect. Some even speculate that the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect has the strength to compete with Taiyuan Dao Sect.
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The green dark sky shines brightly in the sky, and the aura spreads across the world and the sword builds the peak.
Climbing up the Shepeng, a thousand feet into the secluded place, I looked up to the Xuantai Wanling Palace.
Let your passion fly high into the sky, and laugh at the end of all paths and dharma.
Cut off all the sharpness of the sky and the earth, and wield a sword in this life to be proud of the sky."
On this day, the originally sunny sky suddenly became very gloomy, the surrounding spiritual energy condensed, and the air was filled with an uneasy sense of oppression.
Tianjian Mountain was filled with brilliant light, and countless disciples looked up at the sky. Above their heads, the translucent sect-protecting formation loomed, constantly resisting the pressure from the outside world.
There was silence in Shiwanda Mountain. On the main peak, some elders and supreme elders who had been in seclusion for many years came out one after another. They all looked haggard and had frowning eyebrows. However, these old people who looked like withered bones had profound cultivation.
There is a fighting spirit that is constantly rising.
From all sides of the Wanjian Divine Sect, countless monks who had learned the news in advance gathered together, and they were all waiting to witness the largest war in the Eastern Region monk world in tens of thousands of years.
Ouch——
A crisp phoenix cry pierced the sky. From the distant sky, nine colorful divine phoenixes flew in. Each divine phoenix pulled a dazzling golden and magnificent chariot and drove quickly. Behind it, there were three
A huge flying boat, carrying a group of graceful and charming female monks.
This kind of airship is a common means of transportation in the Holy Spirit Continent. It looks like a ship, is powered by star stones, and is very fast. One airship can carry about a few thousand people. The only flaw is that the airship cannot attack the outside world.
It's just a means of transportation.
As soon as such a scene appeared, it immediately aroused discussions among the crowd watching.
"Look, look, it's the female cultivator from Linglong Paradise."
"I didn't expect them to arrive first, so all the sects are not far away."
"In Linglong Paradise, only the supreme elders will travel by phoenix chariot. This time, a total of nine chariots were dispatched. It seems that the power used by other sects will not be weak."
In the distance, the people of Linglong Paradise stopped in mid-air, looking at Tianjian Mountain from a distance.
In Tianjian Mountain, a middle-aged man stepped on a flying sword and flew out of the sect-protecting formation with a stern look on his face. He came to a stop in front of a phoenix chariot.
"I wonder why the seniors from Linglong Blessed Land suddenly came to our sect with such force? If there is anything wrong with our sect, please let me know."
The chariot had not moved, and a voice as crisp as a silver bell came out leisurely: "Brother Li Dao, don't ask questions knowingly. Go back and write a suicide note quickly. I'm afraid it will be too late later."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, turned around and flew back to Tianjian Mountain.
"Look, the people from the Reading Cave are here."
Everyone looked for the reputation and saw another fleet of flying boats arriving in the distance. The boats were filled with scholars wearing Confucian attire. The leader was Song Yu, with a face like a crown of jade, red lips and white teeth, and a monster-like appearance.
The flying boat in the Reading Cave came to a stop next to the flying boat in the Linglong Paradise. A group of scholars greeted the female monks politely, and the female monks also returned the courtesy slightly shyly. This made the people around watching the excitement excited for a while.
envious.
Song Yu walked directly to the phoenix chariot and saluted: "Junior Song Yu, I have met all the seniors and I don't want them to arrive before us."
"Song Yu, I wonder when the sects will arrive?" The sweet voice just now sounded again.
Song Yu replied respectfully: "If nothing happens, we will all arrive in one hour."
If it is as Song Yu said, before an hour comes, people from various sects arrive one after another in flying boats or on strange beasts. There are no less than 100,000 monks from each sect, and the water surrounding Tianjian Mountain is blocked.
The sky was filled with haze, and more than 100,000 monks had different expressions. They were silent and looked down at Tianjian Mountain.
People with lower realms are nervous. Even with such an overwhelming advantage, no one dares to relax. Because for thousands of years, the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect has left countless legends on the mainland, and no one knows them clearly.
What is the background?
In the distance, the crowd watching the excitement sighed from time to time. The good people counted and found that a total of one hundred and three sects participated in this battle. This is four-fifths of the human forces in the Eastern Region. The Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect
He is almost trying to compete with the entire Eastern Region on his own.
On the top of Tianjian Mountain, dozens of old men with white beards and hair stood up and ascended into the sky. Each of them was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years. They all had profound Taoist charms and powerful sword intent.
The leader, a handsome young man, had an expressionless face and murderous intent. He showed no fear even in the face of thousands of troops.
The young man smiled slightly and said: "You can't help but say that by surrounding my sect, are you trying to deceive me that there is no one in the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect?"
The young man stood with his hands behind his hands, chatting and laughing. His whole body was full of momentum, resisting the pressure from all directions. His tone was neither cold nor hot, but it made some low-level people send chills down their spines, confused their minds, and completely eliminated their fighting spirit.
"Namo Amitabha!" A young, handsome, and solemn monk chanted the Buddha's name loudly. Those who had just been affected instantly felt a breeze blowing through their souls, and the original discomfort immediately disappeared.
"Huiming, even your Six Paths Buddhist Hall doesn't know right from wrong, are you helping the evildoers?"
"Amitabha, this poor monk is here for the people of the world. How can he talk about helping the emperor and doing harm?" Huiming put his hands together, showing mercy on his face, and the golden light around him was dazzling, sacred and kind.
At this time, Song Yu stepped forward, took out a roll of cloth, opened it and read loudly: "The eternal great mist created the Holy Spirit. The sky and the earth were black and yellow, and the great road first started. The ancestors of the prehistoric times struggled to find the path to immortality. They absorbed the aura of the universe and cultivated
The world-breaking dharma body. The treasures of heaven and earth, the spiritual law, to bequeath to future generations... Today's sword ancestor is the son of a slave, a lowly member of the market. He inherits the blessings of the sages and denies the path of future generations. He is pregnant with a wolf son.
Ambition leads to despicable things. Humans and gods are angry, and heaven is angry and resentful... The Sword Ancestor has no trace, and the Wanjian Shen Sect is actually the accomplice of the chief evil, a cancer in the world. Today, hundreds of our sects gather together to punish rape and eradicate evil. I swear to restore justice to heaven and earth, to comfort the sages,
To inform future generations."
As soon as the words fell, the roll of cloth slowly disappeared. Immediately afterwards, the wind and clouds in the world changed, and the sand and rocks were blown away. The monks of various sects suddenly felt that they were doing justice for heaven, and their minds were calm. A proclamation led to the great road, as if they had occupied the great cause.
After reciting the message, Song Yu took out an ink-colored writing brush, and with an awe-inspiring aura bursting out from his body, he was the first to rush out.
"Today I use your dirty blood to comfort my master's spirit!"
The young man sneered, pointed his sword, and instantly drew countless sharp sword energy, slashing towards Song Yu.
Before the sword energy reached Song Yu, it was suddenly blocked by countless icicles and turned into nothingness.
"Haha, it's nothing to bully a junior. I haven't made a move in a hundred years, so why don't you and I make gestures?" The ancient whisks shook, the avenue appeared, and the shadow of the iceberg behind him was almost solid, towering, and the cold air was overwhelming.
The young man smiled, and his fighting spirit continued to rise. A thousand-foot giant sword above his head slowly solidified, and the Tao rhyme flowed, unstoppable. At some point, a green long sword appeared in his hand, with sword energy lingering and sword intent flowing horizontally.
"Come! Today, the Wanjian Divine Sect must be expelled from the Eastern Region!" Someone shouted loudly. Then, monks from various sects sacrificed their magic weapons and rushed towards Tianjian Mountain with shouts.
Hundreds of thousands of monks swarmed down, using various spells and precious light to illuminate the heaven and earth, causing the sect-protecting formation to vibrate continuously.
Only the Ten Thousand Swords Divine Sect was left confronting the supreme elders of each sect in the sky. Even so, the momentum of these people was far greater than that of the monks combined.
Suddenly, the sect-protecting formation was closed, and countless disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect pointed their swords at the sky, proudly facing the enemy.
"As a swordsman, I would rather die than surrender! The sword in my hand would rather break than bend!"
"If you die, you will die. What's the pity! Today I will protect our clan with death and fight with my life!"