The Destiny Villain

Finally, after being teleported dozens of times in succession, the Shinto messenger, who was exhausted and exhausted, looked at the Xuantian Mountain with divine light and fairy clouds in front of him. He felt like he was about to cry.

Oh shit!

Aren't you just going to the Southern Wasteland to pick up someone?

Why does it feel like you have moved a huge mountain back?

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No, moving mountains is much easier than that.

After experiencing several pauses, Ye Xuan gradually realized that it was not that the messenger who came to pick him up was too empty, but that the weight of Xiaoheiba was too heavy.

Fortunately, even the true god couldn't see through his floating light phantom.

Otherwise, Xiao Heiba ​​will really be exposed this time.

However, although Xiao Heiba ​​was not exposed, the blame fell on Ye Xuan's head.

At this moment, the Shinto messenger looked at Ye Xuan with a hint of resentment, as if he was looking at a monster.

"With such a hard destiny, is this a person inspired by the gods, or is the true god descended into the world?"

The Shinto messenger, who was cursing in his heart and had no energy to send Ye Xuan up the mountain, could only use an excuse to visit the Shinto mountains and rivers, and led Ye Xuan to slowly climb up the stone steps towards the foot of the mountain.

"Angel, why don't we fly up directly?"

Once a warrior breaks through the suspended realm (great martial artist), he can stay in mid-air for a short period of time.

For Ye Xuan of the Nine-Star Wuzong, flying is as simple as eating and drinking.

"In the Shinto, there is a great formation of the heavens, which cannot be easily flown."

"What would happen if it flew?"

Upon hearing Ye Xuan's inquiry, the Shinto envoy paused.

"Being able to fly means that you have reached the Holy Realm. What will happen to those who are strong in the Holy Realm even if they fly on the sacred mountain?"

"Understood!" Ye Xuan nodded lightly.

To put it bluntly, Xuantian Shinto is still a place where strength speaks for itself.

What rules?

What constraints?

They are all said to the weak.

As long as you are strong enough, you can break all constraints.

"Later, I will take you to the place where you live to rest first, and wait for the people selected from the other three branches of the wilderness to arrive. At that time, people from the Shinto Hall will come to pick you up for further study."

"Shinto Hall?"

Ye Xuan was slightly stunned.

This is obviously a new knowledge point.

Fortunately, the Shinto messenger leading the way was not stingy with these basic knowledge.

"The Shinto Hall is the place where all geniuses who enter Shinto further study are assessed together. Only by passing the Shinto Hall's assessment can one have the opportunity to become a true Shinto disciple."

Xuantian Shinto only accepts geniuses. This is the rule of Shinto.

"Chirp~"

At this moment, a red-orange glow suddenly rose into the sky along the mountainside. In an instant, the entire sacred mountain roared with auspicious beasts, and divine light shone everywhere.

"It seems that Xiang Fengge has made a breakthrough!"

The Shinto envoy looked up and saw that thousands of red clouds above the mountainside had merged into a red fire phoenix.

"Is this... Tianfeng bloodline?"

Tianfeng, like the real dragon, is an ancient divine beast.

With the blood of Tianfeng, his value is not inferior to that of a divine person like Ye Xuan.

There is even the ability to open a complete phoenix body and transform into an ancient divine beast.

Ye Xuan had read a few words about these things in ancient books before.

I just didn't expect that one day I would be able to witness this scene with my own eyes.

"Xuantian Divine Way is indeed the holy land in the hearts of thousands of warriors in the Central Wilderness Spiritual Realm."

Just as Ye Xuan was sighing secretly deep in his heart, another sword cry rose up from the sky, and in an instant, more than half of the sacred mountain, thousands of swords surrendered.

Even the phantom of the red fire phoenix that shot into the sky before was faintly suppressed by the sword shadow.

"It's actually a sword body again?"

Ye Xuan is no stranger to the sword body.

Jiang Qing in the Xuantian Sect was born with a sword body.

But Jiang Qing's sword body was completely different from the sword body Ye Xuan saw in front of him.

In front of the person in front of him, Jiang Qing's sword body was not worthy of being called a sword body at all.

"Just a slight hint of sword intent made the divine bones in my body start to become restless."

The Shinto envoy also looked at the scene of fighting in the sky, with emotion on his face: "It seems that the Tianfeng bloodline that has just broken through has disturbed the sword intention of the famous sword pavilion. These geniuses are all stronger than others. They really don't want to do anything." Falling behind others.”

As the Shinto messenger spoke, he turned to look at Ye Xuan.

"The two people you just met are both the proud sons of God in our Shinto. They have already entered the realm of the Martial Emperor and received the title of Shinto."

"Give me a name?"

Ye Xuan felt that he was opening up more and more unfamiliar knowledge.

"Your Xuantian Sect divides the earth vein cave into nine levels. In fact, Xuantian Shinto does the same. To a certain extent, Xuantian Sect's earth vein layout is also deliberately imitating Shinto."

Patriarch Xun Lan was originally from Xuantian Divine Way.

It is not surprising at all that Xuantian Sect will imitate the layout of Xuantian Shinto.

"The entire Xuantian Sacred Mountain is a huge spiritual vein of heaven and earth. The closer you are to the top of the mountain, the more complete the spiritual energy of heaven and earth you share, as well as the rules of the avenue.

Of course, correspondingly, the talents living in these places will be stronger.

If it is an ordinary genius, Shinto will only distribute training residences on the three floors below the sacred mountain.

Only those geniuses whose strength reaches the recognition of Shinto are qualified to enter the third level of the sacred mountain to practice. Shinto will also give names to the places where they live.

The two you just saw are just like that! "

Hearing this, Ye Xuan was stunned.

With the blood of the Phoenix and such a powerful sword body, he is only a genius of the middle third level?

"What about the upper third level?"

"Hehe, only the candidates for the saints and saintesses in the Shinto are qualified to enter the upper third level for cultivation. Ordinary geniuses may never have the opportunity to enter it in their lifetime."

The Shinto messenger said this and added another sentence.

"The two Shinto geniuses you just saw are the ones in the middle third level who have the best chance of impacting the upper third level. You have divine bones. If you are willing to enter the upper third level, you can give it a try. "

If it was before, the Shinto messenger did not think that Ye Xuan, a divinely inspired person with 30% transformation of divine bones, had the potential to reach the upper third level.

People with divine inspiration have existed since ancient times.

But after the transformation of divine bones to 40% in most people, the potential of divine bones completely disappears.

When the Shinto messenger first met Ye Xuan in Xuantian Sect, he positioned him as the middle third level.

But after the terrifying fate just transmitted!

The Shinto messenger felt that Ye Xuan could definitely reach the upper third level.

He did not say it so sure, because the heavier the fate, the greater the storms and hardships encountered in the future, and the probability of dying in the middle will also rise sharply.

"Okay, this is where you will live in the Shinto from now on. "

The Shinto messenger pointed to a courtyard on the lower three floors opposite and said to Ye Xuan.

This courtyard is divided into three sections, each section has three bamboo houses forming a concave shape, and in the middle is a cultivated medicinal field.

Ye Xuan lives in the middle section. The Shinto messenger did not say the remaining two sections, but it is not difficult to guess with a little thought that they must be the branches of the three remaining wilderness areas of the east, west, and north.

"Thank you, messenger!"

Ye Xuan said politely symbolically and prepared to walk towards the bamboo house.

"Are you Ye Xuan?" Who knew that at this moment, a not very friendly voice suddenly came from the direction of the bamboo house.