Mysterious world: I live forever by hanging up!

Beyond the secret

The old man in gray robe guarding the teleportation array suddenly frowned.

Beside him, there seemed to be a stone stele magic weapon exactly the same as that in the secret territory. They simultaneously recorded the situation of every disciple in the secret territory, among which Wei Han's ranking was climbing crazily.

"hiss!"

The old man in gray robe gasped in fright.

Even though he has been here for many years, he has never encountered such a strange situation. A guy with zero merit points has just stepped into the secret realm for less than a day, and his merit points have skyrocketed to several million?

How is this going? Could it be that someone is cheating?

Or this guy has been suppressing his sword intent realm, and after entering the secret realm, he deliberately breaks through to earn merit points?

It's not that no one has tried this kind of situation in the past, and it's not considered cheating, but the old man in gray robe has never seen someone break through so many realms?

"No, this kid is definitely not a realm breakthrough!"

"He gains tens of thousands of merit points every once in a while, but it seems that he has absorbed the sword intent in the sword mound!"

"But how can one person absorb so much sword intent? Moreover, they have different attributes and different moods. What the hell is this guy doing?"

The more the old man in gray robe thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he lost his mind for a while.

Naturally, he wouldn't worry about whether Wei Han cheated. The rules in the secret realm are strict, and there has never been a phenomenon in which anyone can cheat to earn merit points for tens of thousands of years.

He is now wondering if this matter should be reported?

"Forget it, who doesn't have any secrets? Why bother to explore too much." Thinking of Xu Qing's cloudy eyes, the gray-robed old man shuddered and muttered: "It's not worthwhile to offend Old Demon Xu for curiosity."

After speaking, he fell into a doze on the ground cross-legged again.

No matter what happens in the secret area, don't let him pay any more attention.

...

Time flies, half a month has passed

A lot of sword intent was lost in the secret realm of Jianzhong, and it was still exposed by the disciples who entered and exited the secret realm, which attracted many people's shocking attention for a while.

But this is within the holy land, and the disciples of the same clan dare not have any bad thoughts, they can only discuss in shock in private.

Wei Han probably didn't expect that his reputation has become much louder without knowing it.

After half a month, he continued to immerse himself in his practice, and once again returned to his previous style of ascetic monks. He was unwilling to waste a single minute and kept absorbing strands of sword intent.

In the end, the prototype of his chaotic sword intent became even more terrifying.

It is silent, introverted, and emits a chaotic emptiness all over its body, and is surrounded by bursts of runes. It is as dazzling and frightening as a divine sword that opened up the world. .

"Is this a first-class product?"

"hiss!"

A hint of disbelief flashed in Xu Qing's cloudy eyes.

He witnessed with his own eyes that Wei Han had been promoted from the fourth-rank Sword Intent to the second-rank, and now he witnessed him killing all directions in this sword mound, and easily reached the first-rank realm.

This speed is really jaw-dropping, and I can't help but sigh a monster.

Moreover, Xu Qing vaguely felt that this was not Wei Han's limit, he had been suppressing his desire to continue devouring, controlling the speed of absorbing the sword intent, otherwise he might be stronger.

"Old Xu, let's go!"

Wei Han slowly restrained his aura, then glanced at the 12.57 million merit points on the identity jade card, couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, got up decisively and ended his practice.

How much sword intent he has absorbed in the past half month, I can't count it!

However, it is roughly estimated that there are still a few hundred points, otherwise he would not have been promoted again.

Gaining more than 10 million merit points at once, this speed is very explosive in the entire Zixiao Holy Land, right? When Wei Han and Xu Qing walked out of the breathing formation, they naturally received countless pairs of surprised and puzzled eyes.

There are several times more people in the secret territory than half a month ago!

One after another, disciples from various peaks came to hear the news. They seemed to be comprehending the sword intent all around, but in fact, they couldn't help but look at Wei Han, as if they wanted to see through him completely.

Although practitioners all have their own opportunities and secrets!

But the secret of Wei Han, an evildoer, is obviously more exaggerated than anyone else, so it is inevitable that people will secretly miss and covet him.

"Junior Brother Wei, you are too monstrous. How about keeping a low profile?" Gu Mingyue greeted her with a bitter face. She had no intention of cultivating in the past half a month. Facing the prying eyes of everyone, she felt like walking on pins and needles. It's hard!

"Senior sister, what are you worried about? Who in the whole sect has no secrets, do you think the master can't protect me?" Wei Han asked back with a half-smile.

"Young Master, don't worry." Xu Qingjie said with a strange smile: "No matter how secret you are, as long as you don't commit the crime of treason, no one in the whole clan will dare to touch you."

After speaking, his indifferent and cloudy eyes scanned around.

The people he watched were all trembling with fear, and all of them withdrew their peeping eyes, and their expressions became extremely respectful.

"hehe!"

Wei Han didn't care after hooking his lips into a smile.

As the saying goes, Da Yin hides in the city, although he likes to develop in a low-key way, he can no longer be the same as before, deliberately pretending to be mediocre to make himself disappear from the world.

In a place like Zixiao Holy Land where the weak eat the strong.

On the contrary, the more talented you are, the stronger you are, the more background you have, the more backing you have, so that others can't provoke you, and you can reduce many unnecessary troubles and allow yourself more time to practice.

Otherwise, no one will dare to step on you!

Wei Han didn't want to be caught in an endless bloody battle, so he stared at the eyes of everyone, deliberately maintained a look of expressionlessness, and forcibly pushed back many prying eyes.

"Let's go, I hope the space tool hasn't been exchanged yet."

Wei Han took the lead to step out of the secret teleportation array.

The next moment, the three of them returned to the Teleportation Valley, and met the complex and weird eyes of the old man in gray robe, who immediately retracted his eyes like a frightened rabbit after seeing Xu Qing.

Wei Han nodded to him friendly, and flew straight to the Zongmen General Affairs Hall without saying a word.

As the general affairs hall for exchanging treasures and receiving tasks in the sect, it is also a space tool like the Sutra Pavilion. It looks like an inconspicuous palace on a certain mountain, but in fact there is a universe inside.

The three of Wei Han stepped into it, and they immediately received countless gazes.

It covers an area of ​​more than tens of thousands of square meters, and is surrounded by antique wooden styles. There are more than a dozen spacious office halls that can accommodate tens of thousands of people in and out at the same time. It is really a very lively place.

Gu Mingyue took him with ease and went straight to the direct disciple exchange office. A jade tablet was erected beside it, which densely recorded a large amount of information about heaven, material and earth treasures.

Anyone can easily know the quantity and price of the treasures in the treasure house by communicating with their spiritual consciousness!

Naturally, Wei Han also saw the exchange price of the Space Dao Tool in an instant.