10,000 Times Of Return, Never Hide For The Teacher

Chapter 49 The Eve Of The 4 Sects Conference

A week passed in a blink of an eye, while Ye Yun was giving his final instructions to his apprentice, he was condensing the power of transcendence in his body all the time.

Because the power of transcendence is condensed, it is highly related to comprehension, so Ye Yun, who has super ninth-order comprehension, gathers the power of transcendence faster than imagined.

In seven days, it turned from a pond into a stream, and finally evolved into a range close to a lake.

According to Ye Yun's calculations, at most, the power of transcendence can be fully charged today, and then you can try to enter the realm of life and death at any time!

In addition, Lin Xueyan and Bai Xiaoxiao are also very competitive. After nearly two months of cultivation, they have made a qualitative leap compared to when they first entered the school.

One of them majored in Sword Intent, the other was proficient in Cold Qi, and both of them were good at Profound Skills. They were considered relatively powerful among king-level cultivators.

This is because he didn't have time to pass on the top-level profound skills to the two women, and I am afraid that the time will have to wait for the four conferences.

But it is enough. The disciples who participated in the four conferences in the past have cultivated at the peak of the extraordinary, and there are few half-step kings who are already at the top.

It can be said that the two women can easily sweep the entire four conferences with their king-level cultivation, plus the blessing of sword intent and cold energy.

On Qingyun Peak, Ye Yun looked at the two women and laughed loudly.

"Although I don't like to pretend to be a teacher, but after so much cultivation, you have the right to let the world see your great strength!"

"If you don't abuse the people of the three major sects again, you will really think that our ancient Taoist sect is going to be abolished!"

Bai Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "Well, my disciple will live up to expectations!"

Lin Xueyan also smiled and said, "Teacher must let those who look down on Tianzong look down on Tianzong and you!"

Seeing this, Ye Yun showed a smile.

"Then keep looking forward to being a teacher. Now that the time is almost up, let's go with the teacher!"

The young eagle will eventually take off in the sky, and this year's four conferences are the starting point of Lin Xueyan and Bai Xiaoxiao's famous mainland!

...

The four conferences were held on the top of Qianren Mountain.

As one of the grand events in the Eastern Region, every year, various forces will come here to observe, or some loose cultivators will come to join in the fun.

This year is no exception. Moments before the start of the four sects conference, there are densely packed monks on the top of the vast mountain, and they have come ahead of time to occupy a good viewing seat.

In the midst of this noise, a sword cry from the sky resounded between the heavens and the earth, causing everyone to look up.

A golden giant sword pierced through the sea of ​​​​clouds, hundreds of figures stood on the sword, and a golden flag hung on the top!

At the front of the team, stood a young man in a golden robe, looking down at everyone on the mountain proudly.

Under the top of the mountain, the crowd started talking.

"Jin Tao Tianzong came really fast, do you know who the young man in front is? It feels so pretentious!"

"Don't even know him? That's the number one disciple of Jintao Tianzong, the holy son of Jintao, Han Zimo!"

"Yeah, it is said that his cultivation is as high as a half-step king level, and he is about to realize the ultimate meaning of the sword!"

"Fuck, so powerful? This is to reach the king level and comprehend the sword intent before the age of twenty!"

"It can be said that Jintao Tianzong has won the second place for three times, and this time he is going to win the first place!"

"Yes, this strength does have the qualification to be the first..."

...

When approaching the ground, Han Zimo listened to the discussion of the people below, and his heart was refreshing.

From his point of view, this year's Four Sect Conference is the starting point for him to go to the mainland, and it is a stage for him to perform!

As for the others, they are all used to set off their powerful halo, a group of stepping stones.

As the people of Jintao Tianzong landed, Han Zimo threw off a folding fan and jumped off the flying sword, with a sassy attitude that surpassed everything.

However, before they could stand firm, someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Someone is here again. It's from the Zhenwu Tianzong. What the hell, they are so overbearing!"

I saw a huge flying boat hundreds of meters long flying fast, and a blue flag was erected on the deck, symbolizing Zhenwu Tianzong.

After reaching the top of Qianren Mountain, it slowly descended, and then figures fell from the deck of the flying boat.

Except for the Tianzong powerhouse who led the team, among all the disciples, the most conspicuous was the young man with a large sword on his shoulders, with sharp black short hair and a bit of savagery in his eyes.

He looked around, his expression was also very arrogant, and he muttered.

"Is this the top of the Thousand Blades Mountain? I don't know how many people will let me abuse me today!"

Many people with eyesight felt a cold suffocation from the youth, obviously killing a lot of people.

Especially when they felt the same half-step king-level cultivation on him, many people gasped and whispered.

"Good guy, this year is incredible, even Zhenwu Tianzong has half-step king-level disciples participating in the battle!"

"Is this guy Wu Tiankuang? He was only at the peak of the extraordinary before, this is a breakthrough."

"It seems that, I heard that he is very good at playing swords before, and his momentum is really unusual!"

"Tsk tsk, Jintao Tianzong and Zhenwu Tianzong are both so powerful, how terrifying the Nine Nether Demon Sect that has overwhelmed them!"

"I don't know. Anyway, I feel that the Ancient Dao Tianzong is about to end. This year, it will definitely be tortured by blood."

"Yeah, I heard that the strongest person in the last session of the Ancient Dao Tianzong was the extraordinary ninth level. I don't know how miserable it will be this time."

The relationship between the four major sects in the Eastern Region has not been very good. Now that the two teams have merged, it is natural that they will sneer at each other and greet each other with "goodwill".

Han Zimo and Wu Tiankuang also stared at each other, but their eyes were not good, and they were full of fear for each other.

"This guy, it's not easy..."

Feeling the breath of each other, the two of them thought about this at the same time, and already regarded each other as the biggest opponent in this conference.

For a time, the atmosphere between the two teams became more and more tense.

Until, Han Wangfeng, the Supreme Elder of Jintao Tianzong, said with a smile.

"Speaking of which, have you heard anything about this? It is said that the leader of the Ancient Dao Tianzong team this time is Ye Yun, the Ancient Dao Sword Emperor."

Obviously this is a very funny topic, and the tense atmosphere on both sides suddenly relaxed, and they chatted with each other.

Wu Chuan, the Supreme Elder of Zhenwu Tianzong, sneered.

"Of course I heard it, then Ye Yun didn't know what kind of shit luck had passed, but he actually recovered from the injury."

Han Wangfeng shook his head and chuckled: "How can he recover? With his injury, even if he recovers by luck, his future achievements are destined to be limited.

Wu Chuan also strongly agreed, and said with some schadenfreude, "Either Ye Yun or the Ancient Dao Tianzong, it's just the end of the battle."

"Yeah, and it seems that some time ago, because of Ye Yun's apprentice, he provoked the Bai family in Misty Mountain, and was approached and taught a lesson."

"I heard it earlier, it seems that the sect was severely damaged, and then he took people away, so Ye Yun didn't dare to let one go."

"What a shame..."

"I guess it's hard to say whether this year's Ancient Dao Tianzong can make up an extraordinary ninth-level disciple."

"I think it's the same, the ancient Taoist sects are completely abolished. In a few years, they can really be kicked out of the ranks of the tian sects."

The two were brazenly teasing Ye Yun and Gudao Tianzong. This was a tradition over the years, and it was because of this that Gu Chen and the other chief elders felt aggrieved.

But this time, exclamations from nearby interrupted their conversation.

"Fuck, look at it, the ancient Taoist sect is too cool, isn't it?"

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