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Chapter 23: Fate meets Broken Blade

Hu Jing and Zhang Xiaopang looked at it very seriously, while Wang Meng felt like he couldn't laugh or cry, giving a basic lesson to the demigod.

There are nine branches of the Holy Church, among which the younger generation in each church, that is, the most outstanding among the three generations of disciples, are called the Nine Heroes of the Holy Church.

For example, Jia Sidao from Yushou Hall, Liangyuan from Xianyuan Hall, Mingren from Lingyin Hall, Yang Ying from Feifeng Hall, etc.

In Zhou Qian's sign, these are all big shots, the strongest among the strong, and are transformed into objects that must not be provoked.

In Lei Guang Hall, the three generations of disciples are headed by Zhao Guang. He is twenty-five years old and has seventeen levels of life marks. He is a sword cultivator and can also practice some talisman cultivation. He is definitely the representative of Lei Guang Hall and ranks among the nine heroes.

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"By the way, why did you provoke Zhao Guang?" Hu Jing asked.

Hu Xiaopang immediately told the story vividly, including the battle where he saw Li Tianyi kill Liang Yuan in an instant. Of course, the part between Wang Meng and Li Tianyi was skipped. This was Wang Meng's request. It was not that he was afraid of someone coming, but that he felt that

A battle is not won at all.

Hu Xiaopang's eloquence is really impressive. It seems that even if he is not a good practitioner, he can at least be a storyteller.

Hu Jing also showed a trace of envy, which turned into a crisis? Danger plus opportunity, this is the world of practitioners.

"Wang Meng, I think Elder Xu has a bit of a misunderstanding about you. Would you like me to find an opportunity to explain it to you?" Hu Jing's delicate nature certainly noticed Xu Huang's strangeness.

Wang Meng smiled slightly and said, "In the face of time, you don't need anything."

Zhang Xiaopang on the side raised his thumb, "Brother Meng is becoming more and more mysterious now, which is a good sign."

Wang Meng woke up early the next morning. He slept very soundly last night. He hadn't slept like this in a long time.

Walking around Lei Guang City casually, the Holy Church, as the largest sect of holy cultivators, runs through the Great Thousand World, the Middle Thousand World, and the Small Thousand World, but the pattern is very different. Precisely because the Great Thousand World is the end point, the battle is more intense.

, the competition for immortals among sects is also very fierce, and the Great Thousand World is obviously limited, the Middle Thousand World and the Small Thousand World are reserves. Although immortals cannot go down to the lower world, there are many ways to benefit the lower world, make them obey orders, and drive the weak.

It has always been an instinct that the strong do not need to learn.

Compared to the demonic cultivators, the holy cultivators are indeed much gentler, and among the holy cultivators, the holy church is also the most special. The big thousand world is the holy church, and the middle thousand world is also the holy church. After so long, this small thousand world has changed so much,

It's still a church.

In his previous life, he had contact with many masters of the Temple, and one of them saved his life in the Middle Thousand World. Otherwise, Wang Meng would not be the same as he is now. He never thought that one day he would become a disciple of the Temple. This is probably due to cause and effect.

The vitality above Lei Guang Peak is relatively strong, and it is where the elders live. However, Wang Meng discovered a very strange gathering place for vitality halfway up the mountain.

With nothing to do, Wang Meng also walked over while admiring it.

No wonder the spiritual energy is so abundant. It turned out to be a sword-refining place for physical cultivation. From sword-refining to Taoism, it can be regarded as a new path, which is a bit interesting.

Wang Meng saw a large smooth stone, facing the infinite scenery in the middle of the mountain. Sitting on it, he suddenly realized that he had neglected many beautiful things before.

"Life is like a dream, both real and illusory. It's so beautiful."

After watching for a while, Wang Meng stood up. A formation in front of him blocked Wang Meng's way.

"Sword Tomb"

Wang Meng thought of the sword tomb on Linlang Street. It seemed that the owner of the sword tomb had reached a bottleneck and wanted to find the answer first by joining the world. Unfortunately, he was not qualified yet.

Wang Meng entered the sword tomb in a flash. Someone invaded, and the formation suddenly shook. Hundreds of flying swords turned into thousands of sword lights and attacked Wang Meng.

Wang Meng smiled slightly, and his eyes suddenly penetrated the space. These swords reminded him of Buyu.

bass……

The sword light dissipated, leaving only ten swords floating in the air. Wang Meng looked at them and couldn't help but shake his head. His technique was good, but it was a pity that he was going the wrong way.

Blindly pursuing the power of the sword is not a good thing for a practitioner who has just entered the world. How can one understand the original meaning of the sword if he is lost in its power?

It’s no wonder that the owners here are encountering bottlenecks.

However, there were some very broken swords piled up in the corner. Obviously the owner thought they were failures. A broken sword attracted Wang Meng's attention. For some reason, he had an inexplicable feeling. When he picked it up, it felt strange to see it being broken.

"We are destined, just come with me. From today on, your name will be Broken Blade." Wang Meng was very satisfied with this. Obviously, such a straightforward name still adheres to someone's nature.

Wang Meng, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped again and said to himself: "I can't take your things for nothing."

Wang Meng casually left a word on the wall - "She"

A broken sword is exchanged for a word, and the other party makes a profit.

Carrying the broken blade, he swayed out of the sword tomb. The flying swords of the sword formation were jumping around, and the sword light was everywhere, but it was just an illusion. This kind of formation scares people but defeats the purpose. The attack with thoughts is not enough for Wang Meng.

Floating clouds.

Wang Meng wandered back to his room, put the broken blade on the stone table, drank the morning in front of the rising sun, and a new day began.

Wang Meng was enjoying leisurely here, but Lei Guangtang was in trouble, someone broke into the sword tomb!

Where is Sword Tomb?

This is the holy land of Lei Guang Hall. It was left behind by Lei Guang, the physical cultivator of the six great patriarchs of the temple. It contains the sword forged by Lei Guang. It is the place that every sword cultivator in the temple most yearns for.

If you can get the sword from the Sword Tomb, you can save ten years of hard work!

Otherwise, why would Zhao Guang of the Zhao family come to the weak Lei Guang Hall just to get a sword? Only disciples of Lei Guang Hall can break through the sword formation and enter the sword tomb.

There is such a jingle in the holy church: the sword tomb of Leiguangtang saves ten years, the talisman of Lingyin Hall is ten feet longer, the elixir of Xianyuan Hall is powerful, the magic weapon of Huoyun Hall is real, and the magic weapon of Yuyu Hall is

Spiritual beasts run all over the streets, the beauties of Feifeng Hall are all over the world, the vitality of Baicao Hall is like spring water, the disciples of Hengshan Hall are like hooligans, and the threshold of Daoguang Hall is called high.

Xu Huang and the others arrived outside the sword tomb. At this time, the sword tomb had returned to calm, but it was obvious that some people had entered and exited the formation without any injuries.

"This person's achievements in cultivation are definitely not the result of his disciples!" Zhao Ya said, feeling a little worried in her heart.

"The sword array left by the Patriarch. Generally, Xiao Xiao will die if he enters it. Could it be that the Patriarch or his old man has come over?"

"I heard that the founder has gone into seclusion. Besides, he hasn't been to Lei Guang for many years. Should we go in and take a look?"

The swords in the Sword Tomb can only be tried by Lei Guangtang disciples, and those under the age of thirty are allowed to try it. This is what Lei Guang left behind for the sake of the old love. Without the Sword Tomb, Lei Guangtang would really have nothing.

Not any more.

Xu Huang and others were really worried. They had arrived very quickly, but the invaders had disappeared without a trace. The strangest thing was that they didn't even leave any traces.

While the four of them were hesitating, an old figure appeared quietly.

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