In the Saint's Tomb, after Jian Wushuang defeated Huan Chen, Long Zishan and others, the remaining geniuses of the sect no longer thought of taking action against Jian Wushuang.
It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I simply don't have the strength anymore.
After all, all the genius disciples of the sect in the current Tomb of Saints combined cannot gather twenty first-class gods and demons. As for the second-class gods and demons, there are still many, but if the second-class gods and demons do not have powerful formations to cooperate,
It poses no threat to Jian Wushuang at all.
Naturally, they could only leave one after another.
On the hill that had already been stained red with blood, on the pitted ground, Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged alone there, with the power of his soul covering it, and no one within the range dared to stay there.
With the continuous killings in the saint's tomb, Jian Wushuang has become a synonym for the god of murder and the devil.
No one dared to provoke Jian Wushuang again.
Just then...
"Jian Wushuang."
Elder Wujian came with a message, and with a hint of guilt, he explained to Jian Wushuang the decision made by Narcissus Island.
"Did you expel me from the sect?"
Jian Wushuang murmured to himself, but his expression did not change much from beginning to end.
He had actually expected this result.
This time he caused too much trouble in the Saint's Tomb, killing many talented disciples and offending too many sects.
Although Narcissus Island is one of the top sects in the Wusha Wasteland, it does not dare to offend so many sects at once.
The most important thing is that he is only a peripheral disciple after all. I am afraid that the top management of Narcissus Island also see that he does not have a great sense of belonging to Narcissus Island.
In this case, why did Narcissus Island take the risk of offending many sects and forcefully come to protect him?
Only by abandoning him, expelling him from the sect, and leaving him completely to the disposal of the various sects, can Narcissus Island eliminate the anger of those sects and protect themselves wisely.
Jian Wushuang was not angry or blamed for Narcissus Island's actions. It was actually just right for Jian Wushuang. He was no longer a sect again and would no longer have any restraints.
"Jian Wushuang, I, Narcissus Island, did something wrong in this matter, but..." Elder Wujian was still saying guiltily.
Jian Wushuang interrupted directly: "Elder Wujian, I can understand this matter, and I will not hate Narcissus Island, but from now on I will not have any relationship with Narcissus Island. Of course, in private I
You are still friends with Elder Wujian."
Wu Jian was startled and nodded secretly.
"By the way, where are my parents?" Jian Wushuang asked.
"Don't worry, although you are no longer a disciple of Narcissus Island, I can still help you with some things as the elder of Narcissus Island. Although your parents can't take them to Narcissus Island, I will definitely
Ensure their safety." Elder Wujian said.
"That's good." Jian Wushuang nodded.
Jian Wushuang and Elder Wujian didn't say much, and soon broke off contact.
And just then...
Buzzing~~~ A faint black air flow condensed in front of Jian Wushuang, and then a blurry figure slowly appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.
The aura of this blurry figure was extremely unique, and a pair of strange eyes were staring at Jian Wushuang with great interest.
"Old guy, are you finally willing to show up?"
Jian Wushuang raised his head, and a sword light danced in his eyes, which instantly turned into a bolt of lightning and shot directly towards the blurry figure.
The blurry figure raised his hand slightly, grabbed the lightning with his bare hands, and squeezed it, and the lightning exploded.
"Young man, don't be so grumpy. If you have something to say, you can talk it over."
A faint laugh came from the mouth of the blurred figure, and the voice sounded a bit old.
"What's there to talk about between you and me?" Jian Wushuang's eyes remained extremely cold.
Although it was the first time for him to see the blurry figure in front of him, he already knew the latter's identity.
Red Stone Sage!
The owner of this saint's tomb is also the consciousness of the red stone saint who still remains in the saint's tomb and controls everything in the hurtful tomb.
Jian Wushuang had guessed a long time ago that the red stone saint's consciousness had been hiding somewhere in the saint's tomb, and had been watching everything that happened in the saint's tomb.
When he passed the trial in the trial abyss and passed the test on the eighth trial bridge, the red stone saint probably had his eyes on him.
In the ensuing battle for seat talismans, three seat talismans appeared in an area at the same time, and two of the talismans could be said to have been delivered directly to him. At that time, Jian Wushuang was sure that it was this red stone saint.
The purpose of deliberately giving him the seat talisman was to let many geniuses around him attack him together.
Because of this, he led to subsequent killings and madness, and he also offended all the sects in Wusha Wasteland to death.
Now, Jian Wushuang has finally defeated all the threats in the Saint's Tomb. After no one among the geniuses in the Saint's Tomb dared to take action against him, the Red Stone Saint appeared in front of him.
"Boy, you were born in the Wusha Wasteland, and I have left many deeds in the Wusha Wasteland. In any case, I can be regarded as a senior of yours. The tone in which you speak to your seniors is not very good.
Okay." Red Stone Sage said.
"I'm sorry, I won't be polite to someone who has deliberately plotted against me." Jian Wushuang said coldly.
"Planning? I just gave you the seat talisman you want for nothing. It's obviously a good intention, so how can I say that I deliberately plotted against you?" The red stone saint smiled lightly.
"I don't have time to argue with you. Let's just say it bluntly. What do you want to do when you appear in front of me now?" Jian Wushuang said impatiently.
He really didn't have a good impression of this red stone saint.
"In that case, let me tell you straight. It's very simple. I see that you are extremely talented and have great potential, so I intend to accept you as my direct disciple. I wonder if you are willing to agree?" the red stone saint said with a smile.
"Accept me as your personal disciple?" Jian Wushuang's expression changed and he said, "You should know that what I am good at is swordsmanship."
"Of course I know, but to accept a direct disciple, you may not necessarily follow the same path. I am not proficient in swordsmanship, but I have a good knowledge of the rules of time and space. There is definitely a lot that I can teach you." said the Red Stone Sage.
.
What he said is right, a powerful man at the immortal saint level is proficient in many things.
Even if he is not good at kendo, he is still qualified to teach some kendo geniuses.
And people like Jian Wushuang can no longer be described as geniuses.
It's just a monster, a big monster.
Even the Red Stone Saint had never seen such a terrifying monster in his life.
It was because of this that the Red Stone Sage had the idea of accepting Jian Wushuang as his direct disciple.
He believed that many saint-level experts, whether it was him or not, would also accept him as a disciple without hesitation if they saw Jian Wushuang's strength and talent with their own eyes.