Chapter 169: Sword Immortal Sect! Crisis on a Rainy Night!

The moment Jiang Han merged with the third soul, the middle-aged man's appearance instantly became younger again. His body was rejuvenated and he looked no more than twenty years old.

At this time, the phone rang.

"Dad, I won't go home for dinner today. I'll just hang out with my classmates."

As soon as Jiang Han answered the phone, he heard a name that he had never heard before, but perhaps because of the fusion of the third soul, it sounded quite harmonious to him.

However, Wang Xuan calls him Lao Jiang more often. Only when he is in a bad mood or encounters setbacks, he will call him Dad, as if seeking family comfort.

"Dad, I wasn't chosen to go to Nova."

Wang Xuan spoke again, revealed a piece of news, and then waited for Jiang Han's response.

"Stay firm on your own path and don't waver. New techniques may not be correct, and old techniques may not be wrong."

Jiang Han responded that he did not interfere too much in Wang Xuan's own path.

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and then suddenly said, "Lao Jiang, I understand."

These last words clearly lifted the heavy heart, as if the whole person felt relaxed.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Han fiddled with his body.

Coming to this dimension, his cultivation also needs to be transformed.

But this time, his spiritual power seemed to be suppressed by the rules of the Dao in this dimension and could not be mobilized.

Fortunately, the emperor's body is still there, and with pure physical strength, it is no problem to destroy a universe.

In addition, the time and space escape monument seems to be able to be called upon directly.

Jiang Han's mind moved, and the Time and Space Escape Monument appeared, and he tried to place his hand on its surface.

hum-

The Time and Space Escape Monument trembled, and the long river of time flowed, as if flowing upstream, taking Jiang Han away.

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"Uncle Master, I want to eat candied haws, the kind with the pits removed and flattened."

On a busy street with heavy traffic, a little girl shook the arm of the young man next to her and pointed with her tender white little hand at the candied haws cart not far away.

The little girl was about ten years old. She raised her little face and stared at the young man. She had very long eyelashes and a beautiful and flawless face with a greedy expression. She seemed a little silly and cute, and had an exceptionally fresh aura.

"The small hawthorns are round and sweet when strung into gourds. Strings and rows of them symbolize good luck and fortune. The candied haws are red..."

The candied haws vendor seemed to have noticed the delicious little girl, and he looked over and shouted even more vigorously: "Don't miss it if you pass by!"

"You! Little glutton!"

The young man first pinched the little girl's elastic and white face, then hugged her with his left hand and walked towards the candied haws cart.

Seeing the young man coming, the vendor immediately smiled and took a candied haws from the straw stick.

"A string of candied haws costs two cents..."

Before the vendor could say a word, the candied haws in his hand had been snatched away by the young man.

When the vendor came back to his senses from his trance, all he saw was the young man's running back.

"Damn it!"

"I'm being whored for free!"

After swearing a few words, the candied haws vendor pulled out a big knife from under the car and ran after the man.

After chasing for two miles, the vendor gave up, panting.

"It's fucking weird!"

No matter how he chased, the other party seemed to keep the same distance from him, and the other party was holding a girl, but he just couldn't catch up.

But when he returned to the stall, he discovered that there was an inexplicable magical plant that smelled so refreshing!

The vendor was stunned for a moment, then looked in the direction the young man fled, and fell into confusion.

"Jiang Han! Don't do this again!"

"If Master finds out, she will punish us!"

After leaving the city gate, the little girl struggled out of the young man's arms, raised her head and glared at him angrily.

"Jiang Qingyao! Will you still eat candied haws in the future?"

The young man bent over and wiped the sugar stains from the corners of the girl's mouth with his hand.

"eat!"

The girl didn't hesitate.

"But we have no money, what do you think we should do?" Jiang Han took out his empty pockets.

"Um……"

The girl held her chin with her hand and thought for a long time before she said, "Then let's do it like today, but we can't let Master know no matter what!"

"Let's go back to the mountain gate."

Jiang Han laughed even harder; the girl's answer was within his expectations.

Sword Immortal Sect.

This is a sword-training sect hidden among the rolling mountains. The undulating mountains are like swords piercing the sky.

"Junior uncle-master has brought junior uncle-master back." After returning to the sect, the younger disciples who were practicing sword in the square greeted Jiang Han and Jiang Qingyao one after another.

"Continue to practice, and strive to be like your master soon."

Jiang Han raised his hand and pointed at the mountains. From time to time, figures jumped up from those mountains, and sword lights shot into the sky.

Listening to Jiang Han's words and looking at Jiang Han's receding back, the younger disciples looked at each other, with an indescribable feeling rising in their hearts.

In terms of seniority, no one knows which generation Jiang Han belongs to, it seems as if he has been in the Sword Immortal Sect from the beginning to the end.

Not only the disciples in the sect, but even every sect master called him the same way, "Little Grandmaster Uncle"!
But when it comes to cultivation, this junior uncle who has lived for who knows how many years is also famous for his mystery!

It is said that he took an elixir of immortality, but he was born unable to practice Qi cultivation. He is still an ordinary person and his strength is far inferior to theirs.

"Jiang Han, you have no cultivation, don't put on airs in front of those juniors, they will laugh at you."

After returning to the residence, Jiang Qingyao pulled Jiang Han and said, "From now on, you should let me say those things. Not only am I older than them, but I am also more powerful than them!"

"Good."

Seeing Jiang Qingyao's arrogant look, Jiang Han couldn't help but pinch her cheek and said with a smile: "Break through to the post-natal realm as soon as possible, I will rely on your protection in the future!"

Jiang Qingyao nodded heavily, then stood on the table and patted Jiang Han's shoulder seriously: "If anyone dares to bully you, my junior uncle, I will chop him with my sword!"

Wait until Jiang Qingyao leaves.

Jiang Han sat by the window, looking out.

The last time he used the Time and Space Escape Monument, he didn't expect that the Time and Space Escape Monument would take him upstream in this dimension without any purpose and directly send him to a thousand years ago.

Now that he was here, he was in no hurry to go back. He just treated it as a trip.

Because when he was in seclusion in the Ultimate Ancient Land and wanted to truly enter the realm of the Immortal Emperor, he found that his mind was not calm enough and he had too little experience in the worldly world.

The so-called retreat was just a nap in a state of restlessness, without any breakthrough at all.

Today, relying solely on his physical strength, he has already roamed the universe.

As long as he doesn't run into those Dao-devouring beings, he will not be in any danger.

So he slowed down and started to enjoy worldly life.

While traveling around, he met a man who practiced sword, and then with the man's cooperation, they founded the so-called Sword Immortal Sect.

Rumble!
The weather in the mountains changes suddenly.

The previous moment, the sun was shining brightly above the Sword Immortal Gate, and the next moment, there was a strong wind and dark clouds.

In less than half an incense stick of time, heavy rain came pouring down, accompanied by thunder, and the air became dark.

The tranquility of the Sword Immortal Sect was broken by the sudden thunder and rainstorm.

The rain was pouring down, getting heavier and heavier.

With the arrival of a man in black, the tranquility of the Sword Immortal Sect was broken.

Looking around, from the foot of the mountain up, the winding stone steps were littered with corpses, and the bright red blood mixed with the rain water gave off a strong fishy smell.

Soon, two figures were seen fighting fiercely on the mountainside, with swords flashing across each other.

Chi Chi!
That was a duel between powerful swordsmen!

I saw two figures controlling the sword light, and every time they raised their hands and moved, they were slashing out the strongest sword light.

Between the two, fairy light is everywhere, auspicious clouds are gushing out, and it is extremely gorgeous. Even in this dark rainy night, it looks like blooming fireworks.

However, these charming and dazzling lights are all sword beams. Every strand and every ray of them caused the void to distort and blur and collapse wherever they passed.

One of the figures was a beautiful woman in white clothes with a graceful figure. Although she did not have a physical sword in her hand, her entire body, from her arms to her fingers to her hair, was a weapon, and all of it was glowing. Every move she made was accompanied by an unparalleled flash of sword light.

The other person was a man in black who broke the tranquility of the Sword Immortal Sect. He held a black sword in his hand. Every time he swung his sword, it brought out sword light all over the sky. Wherever the sharp sword intent went, the void was cut apart.

Clang clang!
Both of them are sword-loving, and at this moment they are fighting with all their might, leaving no stone unturned.

They were moving extremely fast, and their figures kept crossing each other, like lightning, like clouds and smoke, fast and invisible, seeming to be in the same place, yet also seeming to be everywhere in the sky.

Liu Bingran, the sword move was as its name suggested, the sword light was so chilling that even the surrounding raindrops gathered into sharp ice cones, attacking the man in black together.

She is the leader of the contemporary Sword Immortal Sect. She has been practicing sword since she was young and has shown a terrifying talent for swordsmanship.

He entered the Sword Immortal Sect at the age of five, gathered Qi at the age of six, cultivated internal energy at the age of nine, reached the acquired realm at the age of twelve, and established himself in the innate realm at the age of fifteen.

At the age of eighteen, he transcended the ordinary and entered the human world, officially joining the ranks of extraordinary people.

It took her ten years to break through the nine levels of the human world and enter the realm of freedom!
Three months ago, she broke through to the sixth level of Xiaoyaoyou and reached the realm of Earthly Immortal!
In terms of talent in swordsmanship, she is even better than Jiang Qingyao!

Liu Bingran's sword is full of spirituality, ethereal and extraordinary.

She is like a sword fairy, walking out of a painting, spotless, otherworldly and quiet. Sword light like clouds and mist lingers around her. It doesn't seem like there is bloodshed or fighting, giving people a visual enjoyment of beauty.

In contrast, the man in black was completely different when he swung his sword. The sword was like thunder falling from the sky, swift and fierce. One after another, the blazing sword light bombarded the void, as if to pierce the sky and split the universe.

"What deep hatred does this man in black have against us? He has killed so many of our people!"

"If it weren't for my lack of cultivation, I would really like to kill him on behalf of the Sect Master!"

"Do you think the Sect Master can kill him?"

……

As the battle became more intense, the elders and disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect who were watching the battle kept retreating, looking nervously at the two figures fighting in the field.

As time passed, the momentum of the two men continued to rise, and the rising sword light became more and more terrifying and dazzling.

(End of this chapter)