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Chapter 365

In the acupoint universe that symbolizes the way of swordsmanship, the drop of Hao Jian's blood has taken the form of a human.

Dressed in white, Sheng Xue holds an imaginary sword in his hand, looking handsome and elegant.

This is exactly the style of painting that Hao Jian once aspired to. The original deity followed a lowly path and was incompatible with this style of painting. Now, with the help of a drop of blood, this is what is manifested in the acupoint universe.

Chisongzi's swordsmanship turned into a tiny grass and pierced into this universe, and was integrated into itself by the swordsman Hao Jian.

Immediately, his figure became more solid...

The swordsman's eyes suddenly opened, and a piece of grass appeared in his hand. With a casual slash, a large star in the universe was split into two.

A grain of dust can fill the sea, a blade of grass can cut down the stars!

Just like that one person who fought against the Eight Desolations and Liuhe and put an end to the chaos of the ancient world!

Under the ancient pine trees, Hao Jian opened his eyes.

A ball of purple was squatting on the stone table, seemingly comprehending something.

Hao Jian was stunned for a moment: "Xiao - fierce - Xu!"

This little guy was originally a dream-level divine marrow incarnation. He once had an encounter with that ancient pine in the Beidou Zhongzhou Transformation Path. He seemed to have received a great blessing and had been sleeping all the time.

Unexpectedly, he ran out today, looking like he had enlightened himself.

Looking at Jiang Taixu, he also closed his eyes and concentrated. He was obviously feeling Chi Songzi's swordsmanship, and he seemed to be quite touched.

In the distance, Zhan Yifan was sitting cross-legged, already immersed in deep enlightenment.

When Hao Jian saw this, he didn't bother them and went to the sword-washing pool on his own.

It is said to be the Sword Washing Pond, but in fact it is not a bad idea to call it Sword Lake.

Staring at the lake water, it is clear and translucent, and there are thousands of sword lights looming in the water.

As the place where Akamatsuko washes his swords, influenced by the swordsmanship of this extremely powerful being, this lake also contains his immortal sword light, condensing the Wushang Sword Intent.

Not long after, Jiang Taixu woke up first.

Like Hao Jian, he has already determined his own way, he just borrowed Chi Songzi's sword intention.

Zhan Yifan, on the other hand, sat until sunset before he woke up. The sword light on his body was rising, and he obviously had a complete sword inheritance!

Xiao Ji Xu: Zzz...Zzz...

At some point, this guy actually fell asleep again...

At that moment, several people flew away from the Immortal Sword Tianchi and landed at the Immortal Sword Gate again.

"How's it going?" The old head coach had been waiting here. When he saw Zhan Yifan coming back, he immediately came up to greet him.

Zhan Yifan couldn't hide his excitement and bowed: "We have fulfilled our mission! The disciple has regained the inheritance of the ancestor..."

The old headmaster burst into tears with excitement, "It has been more than a thousand years... Finally, I have finally made up for the inheritance! Even if I go under the Nine Springs, I can rest in peace... Hahahahaha..."

All the disciples also showed happy expressions.

After a pause, the old headmaster bowed deeply to Hao Jian and solemnly said: "Thank you, Emperor!"

Hao Jian waved his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, these trivial matters are nothing to worry about! By the way, I want to see if there are talents from various factions nowadays. Does the old master have a career?"

The old headmaster was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "What a coincidence! The Taoist Conference is about to be held in the Qing Sect on Mount Maoshan. It is said that this time it is different from the previous ones. If the emperor is interested, he might as well go with Yifan."

"Brother Taixu, are you going?"

Jiang Taixu smiled and said: "Good."



Maoshan is the birthplace of the Shangqing sect of Taoism. It is known as the "Shangqing Zongtan" and "the most blessed place in the world".

Daomen is said to have Zhengyi in the south and Quanzhen in the north.

The Zhengdao is actually the general name for the three paths of Shangqing, Lingbao and Tianshi.

Hao Jian and Jiang Taixu boarded the plane with several young heroes from the Immortal Sword Sect and headed for Maoshan.

Well, under the guise of religious association exchanges!

Feeling the plane take off and gradually enter the clouds, Jiang Taixu sighed: "Although the earth has reached the age of monks and the end of the Dharma, it has opened up another civilization. With all the money, mortals can fly to the clouds in the blink of an eye.

It spans thousands of mountains and rivers...it’s really extraordinary!”

Zhan Yifan smiled and said: "Nowadays, the vitality of the world is poor, and monks like us take various means of transportation when going out, and rarely fly to the sky to escape. This is to save vitality, and secondly, it is to avoid disturbing the world. After all, the Internet is now developed and artificial satellites are everywhere.

Void, if the flight is photographed, it will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble..."

During the conversation, the plane had already crossed thousands of miles and arrived in JS Province, not far from Maoshan.

"Emperor, Saint Jiang, that's Maoshan." Zhan Yifan introduced excitedly.

Maoshan is not tall, but it is full of grace and elegance, complementing the elegance of Jiangnan.

On the way to the mountain, I also met some people. Although they were dressed in modern clothes, their temperament was very different from ordinary people. You could tell at a glance that they were ascetics.

"I heard that this generation of the Shangqing Sect has produced a genius named Long Xiaoque. Although he is young, his cultivation is extremely advanced. It is said that he is already on par with the powerful elders. He will surely dazzle everyone in this conference!"

"Long Xiaoque is nothing. I also heard that the Heavenly Phoenix Girl came out of the Zhuhuang lineage. It is said that she has defeated the older generation of strong men! She once threatened to embark on the ancient path of the ancient demon gods and step into the starry sky..."

Zhan Yifan listened with calm eyes.

In the past, he might still show off himself, but now that he knows that there is a world outside the world, and after receiving the inheritance of Chi Songzi's sword intention, Zhan Yifan has become much calmer.

Jiang Taixu listened to all the words of passers-by and said with emotion: "There are still some proud ones! Very good..."

Hao Jian smiled when he heard this, "The golden age is not limited to Beidou. There are people like Yin Tiande in Ziwei. Although the earth is in the end of the world, there are still a few outstanding people! If they are given an environment like Beidou and Ziwei, they may become sages in the future.

Maybe."

Soon, several people passed through an ancient magic circle and came to a world of birds singing and flowers fragrant.

This is the real blessed land of Maoshan. As far as the eye can see, it is covered with mist, steaming clouds and rosy clouds, giving it a fairy-like atmosphere.

From time to time, sword lights flickered past, and they were all young monks from various sects who came to attend the meeting.

These guys are inconvenient to show off outside, but as soon as they enter the blessed land, they can no longer hold back. They either set up their swords, or use their strength to control the wind, or release their magic weapons to move around, and so on.

At this moment, a jade boat passed through the sky and landed on a mountain peak, and a dozen figures came out.

"Emperor, look, that is the lineage of Kunlun! There is a sleeping dragon vein, the spiritual energy is much more abundant than other places, and the strength is powerful." Zhan Yifan introduced, "The leader is the contemporary Kunlun master Xue Chen, followed closely by the pair

The man and woman should be the world-famous Kunlun Pisces."

Hao Jian nodded, "With his outstanding head and horns, he is like a dragon or a phoenix among men."

"boom!"

In the distance, a burst of gray mist covered the sky and the sun, and there appeared several monks whose appearance was obviously different from that of Middle-earth, with gray wings on their backs, and even their eyes were gray.

"Western practitioners are still the older generation of great supernatural powers!" Zhan Yifan said with a surprised look on his face.

"Hey, the West is so unscrupulous that it actually came to our country to show off its power..." Someone sneered, very angry.

In an instant, the Shangqing sent two old Taoist priests to welcome several Western practitioners into the Taoist temple.

"The Immortal Palace of Qin and Han Dynasty, the home of the prime ministers of Liang and Tang Dynasties. The palace is still there, but there are not many old friends left..." an old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and a purple gold crown sighed.

"Oh my god...this...isn't this Taoist Qiri? Legend has it that he has been dead for hundreds of years, and he is still alive. I'm afraid he must have lived more than a thousand years ago..." someone exclaimed.

Hao Jian glanced at the old Taoist priest with interest, not bad, the secret realm of Sendai!



Hao Jian and Jiang Taixu kept a low profile and were stationed in a separate courtyard with Zhan Yifan and others.

In the next two days, large numbers of monks came, almost filling the front and back hills of Maoshan Blessed Land.

From the secret realm of the wheel sea to the secret realm of dragon transformation, there are even the most powerful elders who have visited Sendai...

The mist is as light as sand, and the sunset is like a painting.

In a pavilion, Hao Jian looked at the bustling Maoshan Paradise and couldn't help but sigh: "Most of the cultivation world in China has gathered here for this grand event..."

"Brother Hao, the earth is truly a place of outstanding people and spiritual beings! Even in the Age of Dharma End, it is still supported by Xiantai-level powerhouses. It can be seen from this that when the vitality of heaven and earth was strong in the past, the earth was by no means inferior to Beidou, and ancient stars such as Ziwei!" Jiang

Taixu sighed.

"Who says it's not..."

While chatting, Zhan Yifan suddenly came outside the pavilion, bowed and said: "Emperor, Saint Jiang, Yifan has something to ask of me!"

Jiang Taixu glanced at Hao Jian and said, "But it doesn't matter."

Zhan Yifan walked into the pavilion, bowed his hands to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Yifan would like to ask the two seniors to take Yifan with them when they leave the earth for Beidou in the future!"

Jiang Taixu's eyes flashed with strange color, "Oh? Do you want to go to Beidou with us?"

Zhan Yifan nodded, "Beidou is very big and the stars are far away. I want to see it!"

Hao Jian smiled and said: "Have you thought about it? If you really go with us, you may never come back in your life!"

Zhan Yifan said firmly: "This junior has decided."

Hao Jian smiled and said, "Okay, I'll just take you with me when I leave."

Zhan Yifan was overjoyed, "Thank you, Emperor, and thank you, Saint Jiang!"



A few days later, the monks' meeting finally began.

Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace is the palace at the main peak of Maoshan Mountain. There is an open square in front of the palace, which is the martial arts arena opened by Sanmao Zhenjun in the past. It is carved with powerful Tao marks and is extremely solid.

The topic of this session is still the question of where the monks will go in the context of the drying up of the vitality of heaven and earth. Many sects have expressed their opinions, but there is no real solution.

After all, even the great magical powers in ancient times had trouble solving it, let alone today...

After the discussion, naturally there will be a competition between young talents from various factions. This is also the highlight of previous events and attracts everyone's attention.

In this era, in the outside world, there are few fights among monks. No one wants to consume their almost dry vitality. This is one of the reasons.

The other two are that fighting skills can easily accidentally injure mortals. In this secular world, this is even more important!

No matter how high your cultivation level is, you are still afraid of being flat!

A missile is enough to destroy a blessed place in the cave. Even if a person with great supernatural powers can barely survive, without the blessed place to survive, a person with great supernatural powers will still die!

Therefore, only in the blessed land can the geniuses of various factions let go of their hands and compete for superiority without any scruples.

Long Xiaoque is filled with demonic aura, and his powerful combat power has attracted the attention of various factions, believing that he has the potential to become the number one in the demon clan.

After defeating more than a dozen masters in a row, Long Xiaoque's eyes fell on the Fairy Sword Sect. He looked around, fixed on Zhan Yifan, and shouted: "Zhan Yifan, fight with me!"

Hao Jian held Zhan Yifan down and looked at Jiang Taixu, "Brother Taixu, wipe your ass through the screen window - show your hand?"

Jiang Taixu said helplessly: "I'd better forget it..."

Hao Jian chuckled and said humbly: "Then I'll go, I'm good at beating children!"

With that said, he slowly walked onto the martial arts arena, cupped his fists and said, "Hao Jian, a casual cultivator, is here to ask for advice!"

Long Xiaoque glanced at Hao Jian contemptuously, "The Four Extremes Secret Realm...is it worthy of challenging me? Get down here!"

He was filled with demon energy, the demon god's bloodline revived, and a powerful aura from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm erupted, and he actually wanted to use his aura to directly suppress Hao Jian.

Hao Jian still had his hands behind his back, as if he couldn't feel it. He looked at Long Xiaoque with a smile, "Well, that's a very nice look! However, momentum alone... I'm afraid it's not enough!"

Long Xiaoque snorted coldly, "You are looking for death!"

He stretched out one arm, turned into a big blue hand more than ten feet long, and patted Hao Jian.

Seeing this, Hao Jian stretched out a finger as white as jade and lightly touched Long Xiaoque's demonic hand.

A powerful aura rushed forward, sending the dragon bird flying backwards.

"What?"

Everyone looked at this scene in astonishment and wondered where Hao Jian was so strong!

"You're not real..." Long Xiaoque retreated seven or eight feet before standing still, staring at Hao Jian and said.

Before Long Xiaoque could finish speaking, Hao Jian interrupted: "I know you are not truly happy, I am!"

Long Xiaoque was stunned for a moment, his whole aura was gone, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "I want to see how much you hide..."

He had no reservations now and used various demonic and mysterious techniques to attack Hao Jian.

Hao Jian held his left hand behind his back and still stood where he was, facing Long Xiaoque with one finger of his right hand.

"He...he won't be the Dragon Transformation Dzogchen, right?" a monk guessed.

The Longque clan was very nervous, fearing that Hao Jian would kill him, but after watching for a while, they realized that Hao Jian was actually instructing Long Xiaoque to perform the secret method of the demon clan.

True guidance, one finger, nothing wrong!

At the same time, Hao Jian still had time to say: "You young heroes here, come together! Today, I, Mr. Hao, will pay for the entire competition!"

Huang Tiannu took action, and Kunlun Pisces also took action. Heroes from all factions surrounded Hao Jian and launched various secret attacks from all directions.

Hao Jian was still pointing his finger at the heroes from all directions, seemingly slowly but urgently.

At his level, he has access to all kinds of knowledge and can evolve various secret techniques at will.

"Little friend Yifan, you can go up too. This is a rare opportunity, not to be missed!" Jiang Taixu patted Zhan Yifan on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Zhan Yifan had already had this intention, and when he heard the words, he said: "Yifan will go ahead and thank you for your great kindness!"

He flew up and slashed out sword lights that contained Chi Songzi's sword intent.

Hao Jian was unhurried, as usual, and even taught experts from various factions in accordance with their aptitude.

Seeing this scene, the older generation of strong men were stunned.

Kunlun Headmaster said in astonishment: "This... who is this?"

Taoist Qiri's eyes flickered and he praised: "He is making up for the inheritance of each sect... This... this is a blessing for the entire Middle-earth cultivation world!"




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