The forbidden area was located at the back of the sect, in the opposite direction from the Secluded Immortal Residence. If one wanted to go there, one would have to pass by it.
"Have you heard? Yesterday, that group of people came to attack our Zhenxian Sect, intending to destroy us. "
"With such a huge commotion, how could we not know? It's said that at the last moment, senior granduncle appeared and defeated more than a dozen elders with a single finger!"
"Senior granduncle is too powerful. He only cultivated for ten years, but he already has such strength. I used to think that I was a genius, but now, it seems like I'm nothing..."
"Compared to senior granduncle, aren't you just looking to be humiliated?"
"You're right. After what happened yesterday, I deeply feel that I'm proud to be a part of the Zhenxian Sect!"
"Me too..."
...
Before he even walked in, he could already hear the excited discussions of countless disciples.
Su Yin shook his head.
In a situation where his strength was fluctuating, he really wanted to keep a low profile. However... with so many people rushing in at the same time, what else could he do except to beat them up?
He couldn't possibly let them go, right?
Sigh, it wasn't his intention to cause such a huge commotion.
The deeper he walked, the more discussions there were.
Even though everyone knew that there was a powerful senior granduncle, they had never seen him before. They didn't know that this ordinary-looking young man was the powerful existence who had killed so many people last night, causing the entire Great Yan Prefecture to tremble in fear.
"Senior Meng Tao, tell us about senior granduncle. Haven't you seen him before? "
Passing by a small training field, a few graceful female disciples surrounded a young man in white, their eyes filled with admiration.
"Not only have I seen him before, I've even spoken to him before!"
The young man named Meng Tao had his hands behind his back, his head tilted forty-five degrees, and his eyes were filled with memories. "That day, I was preparing to go down the mountain to buy some items. On the way, I heard the sound of rushing wind. I hurriedly raised my head and saw a young man floating in mid-air, looking at me kindly. He asked me whose disciple I was and whether I had been cultivating properly... At that time, I didn't know who he was, so I replied truthfully. He praised me and even pointed out the mistakes in my sword moves! Now that I think about it, he must be senior granduncle! "
"How lucky..." The female disciples trembled in excitement. One of them looked over excitedly. "What does senior granduncle look like? Isn't he handsome? "
"Of course he's handsome! More importantly, his disposition is good, and his voice carries a unique charm to it. Every single word of his has to be carefully pondered over in order to comprehend the true meaning behind it.
Meng Tao's face was filled with pride.
"Have you seen me? Flying? "Su Yin was stunned.
It was more like riding a donkey, as it could fly. As for walking here and sweating profusely?
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard Meng Tao's voice continue, "This Junior Brother, please help me bring that weapon over. I want to practice the sword moves that Martial Granduncle taught me! Yes, it's you! "
Looking around, Su Yin found that he was alone. He went to the weapon rack by the wall, took out a long sword, and handed it over.
"You're not bad. You can stay here and observe my swordsmanship. This was imparted to you by Martial Granduncle. If you can learn even half a move, you'll definitely benefit greatly!"
Seeing how obedient this' Junior Brother 'was, Meng Tao waved his hand generously. With a flick of his wrist, the sword drew a flower in the air. After which, he sighed and stopped. "This is the move that Martial Granduncle taught me. However, due to my mediocre aptitude, I haven't been able to comprehend it yet..."
"If even Senior Meng can't comprehend it, we won't be able to either!"
"Why do I feel that it's very ordinary?"
"What nonsense are you spouting? How can the sword moves that Martial Granduncle imparted be ordinary? It's just that you can't see through it... "
"That's true. That's Martial Granduncle we're talking about..."
...
The few female disciples chattered among themselves.
"Pfft!"
Su Yin couldn't help but burst into laughter. Even though he didn't know much about swordsmanship, he could tell that this fellow had just casually slashed his sword across the air.
"What are you laughing at? You dare to laugh at Martial Granduncle's swordsmanship? "Meng Tao's eyebrows shot up. The few female disciples glared at Zhang Xuan furiously.
A junior without any cultivation actually dared to laugh at Martial Granduncle. Wasn't that a little too gutsy?
"Martial Granduncle is a human and a cultivator. There's no need to exaggerate it!" Su Yin shook his head.
"He's a god! The god in our hearts... "Meng Tao took a step forward and harrumphed coldly." If he isn't a god, do you think you can comprehend his swordsmanship? Only if you can do it will you be able to! "
Su Yin was rendered speechless.
That couldn't even be considered a swordsmanship, alright? How could one comprehend it?
However, he knew that the more he spoke, the more trouble he would be in. Thus, he casually grabbed the sword and said, "I do have some comprehension of it, but I wonder if it's correct!"
After saying those words, Zhang Xuan immersed his consciousness into the comprehension of chopping firewood and brandished the sword according to the other party's trajectory.
Hu!
Without any Zhen Yuan, the sword struck the stone tablet not too far away, leaving behind a faint mark.
"That's it?"
Meng Tao sneered. The other female disciples also burst into laughter in disdain.
As disciples of the Subjugation Immortal Sect, even though their cultivation wasn't too high, it wasn't too difficult for them to split the stone tablet apart with a single slash. On the other hand, the young man before them only managed to leave behind a white mark, and he didn't even manage to draw out any Zhen Yuan... Trash!
"Ah …" Su Yin also didn't expect such a situation to occur, and he felt a little awkward.
Previously, he had speculated that chopping firewood might have something to do with swordsmanship, so when he executed his swordsmanship, he intentionally infused the concept into it. He thought that at the very least, a massive crack would appear on the stone tablet, but he didn't expect it to be so weak.
How embarrassing …
But of course, without any Zhen Yuan or spiritual energy, he was no different from an ordinary person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to remain in the forbidden grounds for ten years without noticing anything amiss.
Knowing that it would only be more awkward if he were to continue staying here, he hurriedly turned around and left. It was fortunate that he didn't mention that he was senior granduncle, or else … he would have died on the spot.
"Hahaha …"
Seeing the other party leave with his tail between his legs, Meng Tao burst into laughter. "You sure are gutsy to doubt senior granduncle's swordsmanship. Come, junior sisters, let's continue chatting …"
But before he could finish his words, a trembling voice suddenly sounded, "There seems to be something wrong with that sword mark …"
"Hmm?"
Meng Tao hurriedly turned his gaze over, only to see a crack slowly appearing beneath the white mark on the stone tablet. 'Pi pa', the crack grew deeper and clearer.
Kacha! Kacha!
A deep sword mark appeared in front of him. Then, an extremely powerful sword intent surged out. It was as if a sharp blade had appeared in the courtyard and cut through the void.
Peng peng peng!
Under the assault of the Sword Intent, the faces of Meng Tao and the others paled. Their bodies swayed unsteadily as they were sent flying.
Their backs crashed into the wall, creating a huge hole. They felt their blood boiling, and the Sword Intent that they had comprehended earlier was suppressed to the point that they couldn't execute it at all. The swords on the weapon rack also fell to the ground, trembling uncontrollably, as if they had met a saint.
"This …"
With their bodies trembling slightly, Meng Tao and the others hurriedly turned their gazes over, only to see an illusory white-robed silhouette amidst the sword mark. The illusory white-robed silhouette was slowly executing sword moves, and every single one of them harnessed boundless profoundness, complying with the laws of the heavens.
Pu! Pu!
With just a single glance, the crowd spurted a mouthful of blood.
If one's cultivation was too low, it would be easy for one to get injured just by looking at Sword Intent of this level.
Their vision blurred once more, and the illusory white-robed silhouette vanished. The stone tablet and the sword mark before them didn't seem to have changed at all, but … they had crashed right into the wall, and their blood and Qi were suppressed to the point that they couldn't circulate at all.
"To be able to inscribe such a formidable sword art so casually, could it be …"
Cold sweat trickled down Meng Tao's back as his body stiffened. "That person earlier was … senior granduncle?"
"Senior granduncle?"
In an instant, everyone was stunned.
(It's going to be released next month. I killed my friend's book, 'Mythical Machinist', in advance. You should read it when you're free. Hehe.)
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