Create People to Become Stronger and Create the Strongest Immortal Race of Gods

"Presumptuous! Hai Bonan, you are just a deacon, who gave you the courage to question this elder!"

The master of the True Martial Saint Child, Elder Liang Ting, who was dressed in gray robes, said angrily.

"Okay, okay! Elder Liang Ting just came over to take a look, it's no big deal!"

Among the other three elders, one was wearing a yellow robe and was slightly short in stature. He smiled and smoothed things over.

Although Haibonan is only a deacon, his realm is already Grotto-Heaven Realm Ninth Layer, and he is only one step away from the Divine Treasure Realm Conferred Marquis!

Maybe one day he will break through, and he will be able to be ranked as an elder by then, so all the elders will give Hai Bonan some face.

"snort!"

Seeing the yellow-robed elder coming out to smooth things over, Liang Ting also snorted coldly, and then stopped talking.

Although he is also a powerful Divine Treasure Realm Conferred Marquis, he is only the First Layer of the Divine Treasure Realm who has just broken through.

Compared to these senior elders, he is far behind in terms of strength and realm.

Although his apprentice is the True Martial Saint Child of this generation, for these senior elders.

They may be more polite to Liang Ting because of this, but they will never be submissive.

After all, as genuine Conferred Marquis strong men, these elders have the majesty of strong men!

"Are you Qin Xuan? I heard from Deacon Hai that you already had the second-level Sword Intent when you were in the Divine Martial Realm?"

Seeing that the scene had calmed down, a tall elder with piercing eyes next to Elder Huangpao looked at Qin Xuan and asked.

Qin Xuan did not explain when he heard this, and a sharp and sharp Sword Intent burst out from his body.

Buzz!

As soon as this Sword Intent came out, the pillars in the hall seemed to be cut by sword energy, making a buzzing sound.

"The peak of the second-level Sword Intent! It's actually the peak of the second-level Sword Intent! No wonder Deacon Hai is willing to lobby for you, he is really an Unparalleled Genius!"

Feeling the Sword Intent erupting from Qin Xuan's body, except for Liang Ting, the other three elders' eyes shone and they clapped their hands in admiration.

The peak of Sword Intent on the second floor is a level that none of them, such as the Divine Treasure Realm Conferred Marquis, have ever reached!

Just like the tall elder, he is a sword cultivator.

But his current Sword Intent can be regarded as the second-level Sword Intent Late Stage, which is still some distance from the peak!

But now, he actually felt a realm that he had never reached in a disciple who had just entered Sacred Land!

At this moment, even Haibonan next to him was a little shocked.

He originally thought that Qin Xuan's second-level Sword Intent was only in the early or middle stage, but he didn't expect that it was at its peak stage!

After being shocked, Haibonan looked happy. Now Saint Child's position was secure!

However, contrary to Hai Bonan's expression, Elder Liang Ting had a look of someone who had eaten shit.

"The peak of the second-level Sword Intent! How is it possible! This kid looks to be about the same age as us, how can he have such a powerful Sword Intent!"

"I remembered! I know who he is! A while ago, I heard from my master that Deacon Hai found a Genius in a dynasty in a remote place who understood the second-level Sword Intent when he was in the Divine Martial Realm. !”

"He also said that he would bring that Genius into the Sacred Land and directly give him the status of a core disciple!"

"Hiss! Is it true? When I was the Grandmaster of the Divine Martial Realm, I realized the second-level Sword Intent. Such a talent, not to mention the core disciples, even the Saint Child... wuwu, why are you covering my mouth?"

"If you don't cover your mouth, I'm afraid Senior Brother Saint Child will hang you on a tree and beat you! Why are you talking so freely?"

The True Martial disciples who followed outside the main hall were all extremely shocked at this moment.

Some of the True Martial disciples of Wheel Sea Realm have already understood the embryonic form of artistic conception, and they are more aware of how difficult it is to achieve a breakthrough in artistic conception.

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At this moment, they all felt a sense of awe towards Qin Xuan.

It's like some scumbag students saw a top student and easily solved a problem that had troubled them for a long time.

Looking at the faces of the elders in the hall, Qin Xuan also showed a smile.

He has only revealed the peak of the second-level Sword Intent, and that's it for these three elders.

If the three levels of Sword Intent were directly revealed, these three elders would not be able to help but gasp and say how terrifying it is!

"Very good! With such an outstanding Sword Dao talent, from what I see, your status as a core disciple is a bit unfair to you!"

The tall swordsman elder spoke again.

As a sword cultivator, he was extremely satisfied with Qin Xuan.

However, upon hearing this, Liang Ting's face turned even darker.

All the core disciples have wronged him, so just ask him to replace my disciple as the True Martial Saint Child!

"Ahem! With your talent, you are indeed worthy of being a core disciple, but why can't I sense your realm?"

The short elder in yellow robe who just came out to smooth things over also coughed twice and then said.

He coughed twice to remind the tall elder that Liang Ting was still here and not to say anything detrimental to unity.

"Did you use Sword Intent to block the breath in your body?"

When the tall elder heard this, he instantly guessed the truth before Qin Xuan could speak.

"That's right!"

Qin Xuan also nodded and admitted generously.

"Very good! This shows that your control of Sword Intent has reached the level of perfection!"

"My name is Gu Xianghan, the Conferred Marquis of Divine Treasure Realm Sixth Layer, and a sword cultivator. If you don't mind, you can become my disciple!"

"Although I have nothing to teach you in terms of artistic conception, in terms of resources and protection, I can still give you a lot of help!"

Seeing Qin Xuan's generous admission, the tall Elder Gu Xianghan became more and more satisfied, and even directly asked to accept Qin Xuan as his disciple.

Hearing this, Haibonan's face became even more joyful.

Elder Gu Xianghan, even among all the elders of Sacred Land, can be regarded as the most powerful group!

If Qin Xuan could become his disciple, he would no longer have to worry about the True Martial Saint Child's secret conspiracy.

You can no longer worry about waiting for the battle for Saint Child to begin and compete for the position of Saint Child!

Similarly, along with the happy look on Haibonan's face, the black color on Liang Ting's face also became more intense.

If he is really accepted as a disciple by Gu Xianghan, it will be difficult!

"Oh my God! Elder Gu actually took the initiative to accept a disciple! How rare!"

"That's right! As a sword cultivator, Elder Gu has more arrogance and eyesight than anyone else. Coupled with his own advanced level, there are very few people who can see clearly!"

"I remember Elder Gu's young disciple, he was taken in twenty years ago, right?"

"Ah! The youngest disciple has become a deacon, and I don't know how to accept another one in these years!"

"Isn't this going to be taken away? I really want this old man to wait until he is satisfied!"

The True Martial disciples were also extremely surprised when they saw that Gu Xianghan, who had always had a high eye, actually took the initiative to accept a disciple.

But the next moment, the scene where they expected Qin Xuan to be flattered and say yes did not happen.

In the Elder's Hall, the breeze blew from the hall, blowing up the hem of the white clothes.

Qin Xuan first looked at the tall Gu Xianghan, then reached out and patted the Juque Sword in the scabbard on his back, as if to comfort him.

Then, a clear voice also sounded:

"don't want!"