Jiuli Region, Wanjian Sect — the top secret place.
Wen Tingshan stood quietly in front of the transmission matrix with his hands clasped behind his back. His face was carved with the traces of time. He looked more vicissitudes than before, but … he was still tall and straight like a sharp sword, soaring into the sky.
Behind him, there were four practitioners, three men and one woman. They were all young, and their cultivation was in the early stage of Yuanying Realm.
"Master, what are we waiting for?"
Ying Qiaoer, the only female practitioner among the young practitioners, asked in a low voice. She had never seen her master being so serious.
Although the Wanjian Sect was a small sect in the eyes of other sects, as direct disciples, they naturally knew some secrets of the Wanjian Sect. For example … the head of the Wanjian Sect. Their master's strength was much higher than that of the lords of those small sects. At least he was in Huashen Realm!
Another example was that the cultivation resources of their sect were much more than those of other small sects, so they didn't have to compete for those barren spiritual mines. However, in order to maintain the image of the sect, the master had to go out every time to put on a show, which was very hard.
This time … the four of them actually found that there was a transmission matrix in their sect that only those big sects had. Although they didn't recognize that it was an ancient transmission matrix, they were surprised.
Their sect was really full of secrets.
"Don't ask too much. The people coming are all your senior fellow apprentices and senior sisters. We belong to the same sect. Remember."
Wen Tingshan told the four people. It seemed that he felt it was inappropriate, so he added, "Like you, they are all disciples trained by the Wanjian Sect. They have lived in the Wanjian Sect since childhood. Do you understand?"
"I understand!"
The four people could be the direct disciples of Wen Tingshan, so they were naturally smart. Their eyes flashed, and they responded in unison.
Buzz!!
Suddenly, the quiet transmission matrix made a buzzing sound, and the bright white light rose. Wen Tingshan's face slightly froze. Who would lead the team this time?
"They are coming!"
Ying Qiaoer murmured, staring at the matrix with her bright and round eyes.
Wow —
The light faded, and there were thirteen people in the matrix.
So many people!
The other three direct disciples of the Wanjian Sect looked at each other and saw the surprise in their eyes. The number of disciples trained secretly was twice as much as that of direct disciples?!
"It seems that our Wanjian Pavilion is most likely a foreign sect of this force. I don't know how this force compares with the Jiguang Sect …"
Cheng Sheng, the chief pro-disciple of the Wanjian Sect, thought so. The thirteen people in the tactical matrix had already approached Wen Tingshan.
"Fellow Daoist, are you the one who has come to receive us?"
Su Li was not surprised to see Wen Tingshan's face. As early as when Ling Mo said "Sword Sect", she guessed that it was probably the Wanjian Sect.
The information given by Hua Yan briefly recorded this. The Wanjian Sect … was a small sect in Jiuli Region. It was founded a thousand years ago. Because its disciple married into Jiguang Sect, ordinary sects didn't dare to offend it. So, it had existed to this day.
He even used the original name. What a big heart.
While Su Li was thinking, Wen Tingshan frowned.
The leader was a strange woman … He had never seen her before. Did something happen to Ling Mo? Could this person be trusted?
"Lord Myriad Swords, so it's you."
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more solemn, Jiang Run stood out from behind Su Li and saluted with his hands folded. He said calmly, "I am Jiang Run."
Wen Tingshan looked a little relaxed and said, "It's you. How is your master recently?"
"Master is doing well."
Jiang Run nodded with a smile and continued, "This is Lord Qingshui. She just joined us recently. The news in Juecheng and the outside world are not spread fast. Lord Myriad Swords, you probably haven't received the news yet."
"I see."
The vigilance in Wen Tingshan's eyes faded a little. He saluted with his hands folded and said, "My name is Wen Tingshan. I am the owner of the Wanjian Sect."
Su Li saluted and said in a gentle tone, "I am Qingshui. I am new here. If I offend you, please forgive me, Head Wen."
Wen Tingshan frowned slightly, but didn't show any other expression. He nodded and continued, "I have already discussed with him about the Tianjiao Battle. Fellow Daoist Qingshui, can you be the elder of the Wanjian Sect for the time being?"
"I understand. Head Wen can arrange it at will."
"That's good. Let's go out first. Time is tight. Two hours later, the spiritual boat of Jiguang Sect will come here and take us there."
Wen Tingshan simply said and turned to go out. There was a sense of resoluteness both inside and outside.
Just at the moment when he turned around, Jiang Run's mind suddenly sounded a question.
"Jiang Run, let me ask you, who made the decision to lead Qingshui?"
Jiang Run subconsciously lowered his head and secretly transmitted the sound, "It's the Master …"
…
Su Li listened to the transmission of sound between the two without showing any trace.
Wen Tingshan's soul realm was not as good as that of Tianhun. In addition, Jiang Run's cultivation was low. It was easy for her to eavesdrop on the transmission of sound between the two.
However, she only listened for a moment and then withdrew her divine awareness.
Wen Tingshan mostly asked about her origin, and Jiang Run couldn't answer. At most, he said something like "Lord Qingshui is not suitable", which was meaningless.
It was really meaningless.
Wen Tingshan thought as he walked. The Wanjian Sect had been hiding in the dark. This time, they sent 17 people to the Tianjiao Battle, which was extremely high-profile. It was impossible to send more people, and there was no suitable candidate in the Wanjian Sect.
In this case, he could only believe in Ling Mo's choice.
"Fellow Practitioner of the Wanjian Sect."
Suddenly, Su Li's voice sounded behind him. Wen Tingshan slowed down and immediately retreated to walk side by side with Su Li. He asked in a deep voice, "Fellow Practitioner Qingshui, what can I do for you?"
"I don't deserve any advice."
Su Li smiled, "The Wanjian Sect is not a big sect. It's not appropriate to send 17 people to the Tianjiao Battle."
Wen Tingshan stopped and looked at Su Li inexplicably.
How could she know that this was the Wanjian Sect? It was absurd enough for Ling Mo to let this girl go to the Tianjiao Battle. She even told him all the information of the outside world.
Tell her?
A newcomer who had just joined for a month?
"Fellow Practitioner, don't think too much."
Su Li chuckled and said in a free and easy tone, "I think … it's better to send at least half of the people to join the team of Jiguang Sect. We can say that they are disciples secretly trained by Xuan Jingzhou, which is less likely to attract attention."
"Jiguang Sect … they even told you this?"
Wen Tingshan said slowly, and his right hand hidden in his sleeve quietly made a gesture.
"Do you mean Fellow Practitioner Sin?"
Su Li didn't seem to notice Wen Tingshan's movement. She shook her head and smiled, "No, I just happened to come to Jiuli Region before joining your noble house. It was very lively that Su Yue joined Jiguang Sect. After I joined your noble house, I naturally thought of it. "
"I see."
The gesture in Wen Tingshan's sleeve dissipated, and he said expressionlessly, "Next time, please make it clear, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstanding."
Su Li narrowed her eyes and nodded gently.
Wen Tingshan took a deep look at her and turned his head, "Let's go. The spiritual boat of Jiguang Sect is waiting."
Jiang Run saw that the two seemed to be at odds with each other. He felt ashamed and hurriedly transmitted the sound, "Lord Wanjian, although I think it is not appropriate for Lady Qingshui to go to the Tianjiao Battle, she is by no means an enemy. Lord Wanjian, please don't be prejudiced against Lady Qingshui because of my words."
"Boy, it's none of your business. Don't worry."
Wen Tingshan comforted him casually.
He still didn't let go of his suspicion. Only one month was too short. If Qingshui deliberately hid, what could others see?
Although he didn't know why Ling Mo was so assured about this woman, he had to be responsible for the Linli Building!
After a while, they walked to the end of the stone path. Wen Tingshan waved his sleeves and swept out a blue light.
Whoosh —
The stone door slowly moved, and the beautiful green landscape came into view. On the huge platform not far from the stone door, a spiritual boat with a height of several meters was quietly parked. When the stone door was opened, several streams of light rushed out of the spiritual boat and fell in front of everyone.
After the streams of light dissipated, an old man with a goatee and a fierce face, wearing a cloud pattern robe of Jiguang Sect, showed up.
"Lord Wanjian, I am honored to meet you."
When Wen Tingshan saw him, his face was slightly relaxed. He also held his fist and said, "It turns out to be Elder Huo. Thank you."
The old man with a goatee showed a smile, which affected the wrinkles on his face. His fierce face made his smile extremely ferocious, "I have to do my last effort for the Sect before my bones rust."
Jiang Run and the others felt their hearts skip a beat. Compared to Lord Qing Shui's gentle and beautiful appearance, wouldn't Elder Huo's face be enough to scare a lot of people?
"Elder Huo, you are too serious."
Wen Tingshan smiled faintly and stepped aside, "These are the four personal disciples of my Wanjian Sect. This time, you will take them to Shengxian Mountain to see the world. As for this … This is Qingshui from the holy land. This time, he will lead twelve people to join Jiguang Sect. Elder Huo, please arrange a position for him. "
Tingshan thought for a long time, and finally didn't add fuel to the fire, but told the truth.
When the old man with a goatee heard it, he suddenly looked serious and solemnly held his fist and said, "I am the fourth elder of Jiguang Sect, Huo Shichun! Lord Qingshui is very polite. "
Su Li nodded gently, and her gentle voice came out from under the veil, "This time, please take care of me, Elder Huo."
"Of course, of course."
Huo Shichun laughed and waved his hand, "Let's go as soon as possible. If we are late, I am afraid that there will be no place to live in Shengxian Mountain."
"Okay."
Wen Tingshan nodded and turned to Ying Qiao 'er and the other three, "You should listen to Elder Huo all the way. Don't make trouble for Jiguang Sect, understand?"
"I know!"
The four people responded in unison, but Elder Huo felt strange when he heard it.
Shouldn't they listen to Lord Qingshui?
"Let's go."
Su Li suddenly said, and Huo Shichun immediately came to his senses. He quickly bent down and beckoned with his hand, saying, "Please come with me."
As he said, Huo Shichun first turned into a flowing light and flew to the deck of the spiritual boat. Under his operation, a hole was opened in the protective cover outside the spiritual boat. Without hesitation, everyone immediately flew into it.
Wen Tingshan walked to the bottom of the spiritual boat and fixed his eyes on the people on the deck of the spiritual boat.
"Don't trust Qingshui too much. If there is any abnormality, you can act according to the circumstances."
When Huo Shichun, who was controlling the tactical matrix of the spiritual boat, heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank and his mind was shocked. He almost fell into the spiritual stone box.
Even the lord of the holy land couldn't be trusted … What was going on?!
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