Infinite true path

"It's... who is it!" A disciple of Wuliang Sect exclaimed, obviously fearing the person who made the sound. Because as soon as the voice came out, the pressure around them became stronger, causing many people to retreat a long distance in succession.

"Is there a strong person... is there a strong person who wants to target me, Qingzhou?" Another person immediately took over the conversation, obviously also feeling frightened by the power at this moment.

Wei Qianlong clenched his fists tightly and couldn't help feeling excited in his heart. It must have been ten years since he finally heard his master's voice again.

The fiery red light in the sky began to gradually change color from the inside out, slowly turning towards silver. And the circular light pillar that originally covered the sky was now split into two in the air, constantly changing, as if it was trying to condense into some shape.

"Master, what should we do now?" A middle-aged man next to Wei Qianlong, one of Wei Qianlong's closest disciples, asked Wei Qianlong at this moment.

Wei Qianlong calmed down and said, "Don't be afraid, that's your master!"

The man looked confused after hearing this. He reacted for a long time, then his eyes widened, and then he heard Wei Qianlong say: "Disciples of Wuliang Sect, follow me to welcome the ancestor!"

The word "ancestor" has never been used by anyone in Qingzhou Wuliang Sect. Because in the eyes of everyone, Qingzhou Emperor Wei Qianlong is the founder of Wuliang Sect, but he is still young and cannot be called the "ancestor".

But now, Wei Qianlong actually said that the person who was causing this incredible vision was the real ancestor of the Wuliang Sect. All the disciples remembered what Wei Qianlong had just said about having a master, and they immediately knelt down with Wei Qianlong and bowed. in the end.

As everyone bowed down, the light coming from the ground turned completely silvery white, and two big characters appeared on the sky, which was "Infinite"!

The people of Qingzhou City didn't know why, so some people thought that Wei Qianlong had mastered great supernatural powers, causing the heaven and earth to respond. They all knelt down in the direction of Wuliang Gate and kept shouting.

Ruan Shushu was already older now. She looked at the two words in the air and smiled: "Damn old man, I have been incarnate for eighty years, and you have spent ten years like this!"

The light and shadow transformed by Xiaotian accompanied Ruan Shushu. His voice was still that of a child, but his tone was extremely serious: "Senior brother's sword... I'm afraid it's finished!"

Xiaotian is a sword spirit. After practicing for so many years, he is already very good. Even from such a distance, he could feel what was happening at this moment from the breath of those two words in the air.

Ruan Shushu laughed: "Senior brother, if you dare to make such a big noise, you will not fail."

Xiaotian laughed: "Sister understands senior brother best." If someone heard Xiaotian calling an old woman "sister" at this moment, I don't know what they would think.

Ruan Shushu suddenly sighed again: "Hey, eighty years is really a long time for a mortal. It has only been less than sixty years, and he and I have aged like this. It seems that he can't stay any longer. I don’t know if it will take that long to transform into a mortal.”

Xiaotian said mischievously: "You two should be considered eighty years old now. If you persist for more than twenty years, even if the neighbors don't regard you as immortals, they will regard you as monsters, haha!" "

Ruan Shushu patted Xiaotian gently and scolded with a smile: "You are the monster."

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In Wuliang Sect, some people had already seen those two big characters in the air, and many of them shouted excitedly.

"It's Wuliang, the name of my sect, and the name of my Qingzhou country! The ancestor's magic power reaches the sky, it's unbelievable!"

"What...what is the ancestor doing? Why does the ancestor use such amazing magical powers?"

Suddenly, a silver-white light emitted from the ground became so powerful that it illuminated the entire sky above Qingzhou as bright as day. Then a handful of silver objects with an extremely dazzling light flew out from below the ground and jumped directly into the sky. Floating and flipping, the pressure was also extremely strong at this moment.

"Hahahahaha!" As the thing appeared, a burst of hearty laughter came from the ground, and then an old man wearing a white robe, with beard and hair the same color as the robe, rushed out from the ground and stood in front of the thing. next to.

"Master!" Wei Qianlong's face was filled with excitement, and he kowtowed heavily to the old man who appeared.

When all the disciples saw this, they all didn't understand anything, so they all kowtowed: "Greetings to the ancestor!"

The old man who appeared was naturally Huan Yin, and the thing that rushed out was the fairy sword that he spent about ten years forging!

After Huan Yin came out, the hole in the ground suddenly closed, and the light that shot straight into the sky gradually disappeared.

It's just that the fairy sword forged by Huan Yin is still shining with silver, so dazzling!

Huan Yin stretched out his hand to hold the sword and laughed again, indescribably happy.

For so many years, he has been underground, hiding from the light of day, because of the sword he is holding now.

Lan Yanzi once said that the limit of the weapon master is within the ninth grade. If you can forge an immortal sword above the ninth grade, you will be a weapon immortal!

And now, the fairy sword he is holding is indeed the ninth grade! Although he used a lot of precious materials for this sword, and although he spent so much time to finally refine this sword, the ninth grade is the ninth grade, which is very different from the super eighth grade.

If he were not a Weapon Immortal, he would not be able to become a ninth-grade sword even if it took tens of millions of years and even if he used up all the most precious materials in the world. Even though Huan Yin has just reached the threshold of the Weapon Immortal, he has finally reached it. Now he is not only a life cultivator, but also a Weapon Immortal!

Huan Yin gently stroked the fairy sword with his hand, and heard the fairy sword make a sound that was extremely sweet, but full of sharp sword sounds.

The disciples of Wuliang Sect don't know much about fairy swords. The best fairy sword they have ever seen is only a fourth or fifth grade fairy sword. How can it compare with the ninth grade fairy sword held by Huan Yin at this moment?

Just the sound of the sword just now caused the sword intent to surge in the hearts of all Wuliang Sect disciples at this moment. How could they not be shocked?

Wei Qianlong's knowledge is somewhat broad. The strongest immortal sword he has ever seen is of the seventh grade. Such an immortal sword is just like the Dragon-Slaying Sword that Huan Yin gave to Ye Lingyu back then. It is extraordinary. It was also after seeing the seventh-grade sword that time that Wei Qianlong dreamed of the seventh-grade sword in his life.

But now, when the fairy sword Huan Yin held in his hand was compared with the seventh-grade fairy sword he had seen back then, Wei Qianlong suddenly realized that the seventh-grade fairy sword was just like an ordinary sword. He was afraid that Huan Yin could just raise the fairy sword in his hand and gently move towards it. Swing the fairy sword and it will be cut in two instantly.

Huan Yin moved his spiritual power in his hand, and the dazzling light of the fairy sword became stronger and narrower, finally allowing everyone to see clearly the specific appearance of the fairy sword in his hand.

It was a silver-white fairy sword with countless complex inscriptions engraved on both sides. Indescribable power emitted from those inscriptions, and there was even a faint aura that was familiar to all Infinite Sect disciples.

Looking at the sword hilt again, there are two conspicuous large characters engraved there, which are "infinite". I am afraid that the two characters on the sky curtain were projected from this sword hilt.

Huan Yin stroked his first ninth-grade sword, and the scenes of sword-making in the past ten years passed through his heart.

It takes ten years to forge a sword, and when it becomes a sword, it becomes an immortal!

Huan Yin's fairy sword fully integrated his understanding of the word "immeasurable" into it. Therefore, this sword is immeasurable. As long as the wielder has an immeasurable heart, it can exert infinite power!

In particular, the aura that all the disciples of the Wuliang Sect felt just now was Huan Yin's sword intention. It was also a sword intention that he gradually formed after practicing the sword-control chapter of "Infinite Sword" for many years.

At that time, Wei Bing once said that if the sword could be made with its original intention, it would be possible to become a weapon saint. In these years, Huan Yin continued to understand the deep meaning in his heart while forging mortal swords, and found ways to integrate into it.

Of course, if you want to become a weapon saint, how can Huan Yin achieve it with decades of hard work? However, he had some extremely simple understanding, and managed to use this understanding in the sword.

It took Huan Yin so long to forge this sword, but it actually took more than six years to integrate the extremely shallow sword intent.

Finally, Huan Yin looked at Wei Qianlong on the ground and said: "Qianlong, this sword witnessed the moment when my master became a weapon immortal. It is the ninth grade! Use this sword to display magical powers and interact with all kinds of Taoist techniques of my Infinite Sect. Magical powers can complement each other, and as long as you have an infinite heart, there is no limit to this sword!"

"Now I name this sword 'Wuliang Sword' and give it to you. I hope you can use it well! Don't insult my reputation as the Wuliang Sect!"

Wei Qianlong had been guessing about the grade of the fairy sword in Huan Yin's hand for a long time, but he had never seen an eighth-grade fairy sword, so how could he recognize a ninth-grade fairy sword?

However, he had heard the terms "Nine-grade Immortal Sword" and "Immortal Weapon" before, and knew that they were the pinnacle of sword-making. Now he heard his master say that he was a "Immortal of Weapons", and the sword he wanted to give to him was actually a ninth-grade sword. Even though he had been the emperor for many years and the head of Wuliang Sect for many years, he could no longer remain calm and knelt down. Arriving under Huan Yin, he respectfully took the Wuliang Sword and said, "Thank you, Master, for giving me the sword!"

Huan Yin took another look at the first ninth-grade immortal sword he had made, laughed, and disappeared into the air with a sway.