Wanjie supporting role system

Chapter 357
The man said calmly: "You don't need to understand, they left, it's time for us to leave too."

"leave?"

Mu Diefeng was puzzled. : "Where are you going?"

"Go back, Holy Land of Martial Dao"

Qin Baizhan said in a deep voice: "When it comes to the hundred-year agreement, we have to talk about the grudges between our former master and the current elder of the Sword Sect, Mo Yun. At that time, I and Mo Yun were both famous in the Qiankun Sword Sect. , a young disciple with extremely high talents, I competed with Mo Yun back then. Originally, it was normal for disciples to fight and improve each other, but I never thought that Mo Yun would dare to kill me!"

Zheng Rui was slightly startled, opened his mouth wide, and said, "Cannibalism between the same sect? What happened in the first place?"

Qin Baizhan sighed, his eyes became more misty, "At the beginning, when the power of the Sword Sect changed, the Sect Master decided to choose a future Great Elder between me and Mo Yun. We two will meet to fight one day, contest winner.

At the beginning, Mo Yun was very talented. In order to win, I decided to attack the realm of the physical body, that is to say, the second gate, hoping to bring the physical body to the 'golden body refining state'.

But the old man never expected that at the moment when the old man was making a breakthrough, Mo Yun would attack me suddenly, and I would be defeated, my talent would be lost, and my cultivation base would drop from the three-star realm to the one-star realm. "

"This Mo Yun is so vicious, don't the people in the sect care about it?" Zheng Rui said angrily.

Qin Baizhan said bitterly: "The one who attacked me back then was a secret technique, I couldn't see who was using it, but the old man can be sure that only Mo Yun can use this secret technique, the person who attacked me must be him!
But at that time, the old man was about to die, and his talent was lost, so who would believe me?So the old man made a promise to Mo Yun for a hundred years. "

Speaking of this, Qin Baizhan's voice was loud, and he clenched his fists tightly, and the angry light gathered in his eyes: "Within a hundred years, I will definitely select a disciple to enter the Sword Sect and defeat his disciple! Shame on me!
If I win, Mo Yun will compensate me with a 'Huitian Divine Power Pill'. This pill can help me restore my talent, and even help me reach the Golden Body Refining Realm.

But if he loses, the old man will have to leave the Holy Land of Martial Dao forever, and will never be able to take another step into the Sword Sect! "

"No wonder!"

When Qin Baizhan mentioned this, Zheng Rui finally understood why Qin Baizhan had been unwilling to accept apprentices, and after meeting him, he tried his best to hope that he would grow and become stronger.

It turned out that there was such a perfect bet between him and Mo Yun!
Moreover, the current bet is naturally on him.

"Master, this disciple must do his best!"

Zheng Rui's tone was extremely positive.

Unexpectedly, after listening to this, Qin Baizhan just smiled slowly, and said with tenderness in his eyes: "Actually, the century-old agreement between me and Mo Yun is not important, what is important is yourself.

To be honest, your talent is more terrifying than the old man imagined, but Mo Yun's disciple is the peak disciple of the four sects of today's martial arts holy land. Reached the eight-star martial arts level. "

"Eight-star Martial Realm?"

Zheng Rui was shocked, and his eyes couldn't hide the shock.

This cultivation base, if you look at the Eastern Region, will definitely be a powerful and feared martial arts expert!
Moreover, there are very few people with this level of cultivation in the entire Eastern Region.

Unexpectedly, there are such monstrous disciples in the Holy Land of Martial Dao!
"I didn't expect it. In fact, there are so many geniuses in the world today. They are endless. Everywhere, there are strong men and geniuses who are far superior to you. We still have a long way to go. You know, this continent is just It's just a tiny world. In the outside world, there are more geniuses who can surprise the times." Youmo laughed.

Zheng Rui nodded, his eyes misty: "You are right, it is precisely because there are too many geniuses in this era of gathering talents that I feel that the road under my feet will become more and more interesting, because I like dealing with geniuses, and I can Let yourself see yourself clearly at all times."

Qin Baizhan was stunned. He originally thought that Zheng Rui would feel gloomy after hearing about Zhou Mufan's strength and realize the gap.

But at this moment, he didn't feel any negative emotions on Zheng Rui at all, he only felt eager fighting spirit and excitement.

This made Qin Baizhan very pleased.

Soon, the teleportation array crossed the endless sea area and landed in the Holy Land of Martial Arts, the city governed by the Qiankun Sword Sect, 'Sword City'.

The two walked out of the teleportation array and walked in the streets of Jiantian City.

"The Holy Land of Martial Arts is actually a continent much larger than the Eastern Territory. The spiritual power of heaven and earth here is much richer than that of the Eastern Territory." Qin Baizhan introduced as he walked: "The center of this continent The location is the most prosperous, but the major cities are controlled by four major sects. These four major sects are the 'Qiankun Sword Sect', the 'Xiaoyao Sect', the 'Sanxing Sect', and the 'Ten Thousand Souls Sect' as you know it."

"Myriad Soul Sect?"

Zheng Rui frowned: "A sect like Wanhunzong might not be welcomed in the Holy Land of Martial Dao, right? Could it be that they are also controlled by the city?"

"No."

Qin Baizhan said: "The Ten Thousand Souls Sect is an evil sect. There is no force in the Holy Land of Martial Arts that dares to associate with them. The reason why the Ten Thousand Souls Sect is one of the four major sects is mainly because of the strength of their sect, which is indeed comparable to the other three. Sect, but this sect does not control the city, it only has some small towns in remote places on the mainland."

"So that's how it is." Zheng Rui nodded, if the Wanhun Sect had such a prosperous city here, even Zheng Ruigui couldn't do it.

However, what Qin Baizhan said is correct, the spiritual power of heaven and earth here is much stronger than that of the Eastern Region.

In addition, this Jiantian City is also more prosperous than the Shenwu Imperial City, and most of the pedestrians walking on the streets are warriors, and warriors in the True Yuan Realm are also very common.

Zheng Rui also noticed a few auras of the Divine Martial Realm, but these people all concealed their auras and did not reveal them.

"Zheng Rui, Jiantian City is one of the most prosperous main cities in the Holy Land. There are warriors everywhere here, especially when there will be selection of Sword Sect disciples tomorrow, and there will be more warriors. You must be careful here." Qin Baizhan ordered: "When the old man comes back, he needs to go back to the sect to visit some old friends. Tomorrow's selection of the sword sect depends on you."

You Mo said: "How is it possible? Could it be that boy Li Wuye?"

"Probably not, this should not be the breath of a person, but some kind of regular breath." Zheng Rui was startled, "By the way, it's the regular breath of quicksand, so pure!"

What is the source of such a pure quicksand regular breath?

Zheng Rui hurriedly walked towards the direction where the breath came from, turned around a street, and he came to a brand new street, which was obviously different from other streets.

On both sides of other streets, there are various shops selling various things, but here is very simple, there is not even a shop, and both sides are full of street vendors sitting cross-legged on the ground.

What surprised Zheng Rui was that the strength of these street vendors was at least above the Real Yuan Realm, and some of them were at the Divine Martial Realm.

Most of the items in front of them were broken materials and pottery, just like the antique market.

(End of this chapter)