Chapter 427: Chapter 425 Sealing King Strong People

Zhong Lin shook his dizzy head and stood up in a daze to look around, but then his pupils contracted, staring at the shocking scene, unable to calm down for a long time.

This was nothing like the Heavenly Sword Peak arena.

Before him was also a mountain, but compared to the Heavenly Sword Peak, it was more towering, piercing the clouds like a giant blade aimed at the sky, with treasure swords studded all over its body, making it look from a distance as if it was a Sword Mountain formed entirely of treasure swords.

These swords included Spiritual Artifacts, Mystical Artifacts, and even some treasure swords that Zhong Lin had never seen before, along with a few rusty, broken Mortal Weapons.

The only commonality was that these swords all exuded a Sword Intent.

These Sword Intents were clearly not unified, but gathered within the mountain, the colorful Sword Radiance soared, dyeing half the sky in rainbow colors, dreamlike and illusory.

Zhong Lin only felt his own Sword Intent being provoked, vaguely resonating with it.

“Disciple, how do you find this Sword Pavilion?”

A hearty voice suddenly sounded by Zhong Lin’s ear, waking him from that Sword Intent, the voice like thunder, with a robust Spiritual Origin that made his head spin slightly.

At some point, an old man was standing beside Zhong Lin, his white hair untied, his face vigorous, barefoot sitting on a green rock, holding a large wine gourd that he occasionally poured into his mouth.

The rich aroma of alcohol could be smelled from afar.

Most importantly, although the old man was standing right in front of him, Zhong Lin could only see him with his eyes, and when he closed his eyes, he felt nothing before him, not even Divine Thought could observe him.

Zhong Lin’s pupils shrank; a master, though he didn’t know his exact cultivation, he was definitely a master.

Zhong Lin did not dare be neglectful, hastily cupped his fists in salute, saying, “Zhong Lin greets the senior.”

Pa!

A gust of force suddenly slapped the back of Zhong Lin’s head, causing him to stagger.

“Call me Master.”

“Mas… Master?”

Zhong Lin was bewildered, somewhat at a loss.

Who knew the old man would instantly beam with joy, hanging the gourd on his waist, standing up satisfied and saying, “Ah! Good disciple.”

“Ah?”

“I am Xi Xuan, titled the Thunder Sword King, what, not worthy to be your Master?”

Xi Xuan narrowed his eyes, pretending to be dissatisfied, and simultaneously a surge of Sword Qi shot to the sky, making all the treasure swords in the Sword Pavilion buzz and tremble, as if they were about to fly out at any moment.

Under this Sword Intent, Zhong Lin only felt like a lone boat in a vast sea, his vaunted perfect Sword Intent was now compressed within, unwilling to move.

The words “Thunder Sword King” exploded in Zhong Lin’s mind like thunder.

The word “king” is not something anyone dares to take; noble kings and aristocrats of the mundane world don’t count; in the Martial Arts World, only those who break through to the King Realm have the qualification to earn the title of king.

The Heavenly Sword Sacred Land has four Sealing King Strong People, information that every disciple must know upon entering the sect.

The Thunder Sword King, the Mountain Suppressing King, the Burning Sky King, and the Void King.

The Thunder Sword King Xi Xuan, Law Enforcement Elder in the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, a King Realm expert, whose mastery of the Thunder Sword Dao dominates the Eastern Desolate, making many demon cultivators tremble in fear.

The mind was filled with information about “Thunder Sword King Xi Xuan,” but he couldn’t reconcile it with the sloppy old man before him, let alone imagine a mighty Sealing King Strong People wanting to take him as a disciple, he wouldn’t dare dream of it!

“Master, is this your new junior disciple? Why does he look so silly?”

A lazy voice came, followed by a young man in a blue brocade robe, exuding a lazy aura, appearing languid, with none of the demeanor of a Dancer, more like a prodigal son from a rich family.

Thud!

The next moment, Zhong Lin prostrated himself on the ground as if mountains of gold and columns of jade had collapsed, knocking his head three times.

“Disciple Zhong Lin, adrift for half a lifetime, only lamenting not meeting an enlightened master, gratefully willing to acknowledge the elder as Master.”

The speed was extraordinarily fast, and the posture was smooth as silk.

Zhong Lin’s sudden action took the two in front of him by surprise, the lazy young man even raised a brow, watching Zhong Lin with a half-smile.

Of course, this was a Sealing King Strong People, and also the Law Enforcement Elder of the Sacred Land; encountering someone like this and not acknowledging him as a master would be unreasonable.

“Hahaha, good, good, Zhong Lin, from now on you are my Third Disciple, rise!”

Xi Xuan laughed heartily, lifting his right hand, an invisible force lifted Zhong Lin, a smile all over his face.

“Thank you, Master.”

Zhong Lin’s face was also full of excitement; wasn’t the hard-earned first place in the Outer Disciple Competition precisely for this?

Shaping the Immortal Golden Core, acknowledging a Sealing King Strong People as Master, such achievements have far exceeded his established goals, how could Zhong Lin not be excited?

“This is your Second Senior Brother, you also have a First Senior Brother who is not in the sect, we’ll introduce you later,” Xi Xuan said with a smile.

“Zhong Lin, pays respect to Second Senior Brother.”

“No worries, no worries, with First Senior Brother not here, it’s just you and me in the Sword Pavilion, let’s get closer to each other in the future.”

The lazy young man glanced over Zhong Lin, a smile on his face as well.

“Zhong Lin, let your Master see your Golden Core.”

“Yes, Master.”

Zhong Lin dared not be slow, opened his mouth and spat, the Golden Core spouted out from his mouth, the brilliant golden light showcasing its extraordinary features.

The lazy young man’s eyes were fixed on the Immortal Golden Core floating in the air; at this moment he understood why Master had used Divine Skills to seize this junior disciple from the other elders.

It’s an Immortal Golden Core!

As long as nothing goes wrong, there’s a huge chance to step into the King Realm in the future, becoming a Sealing King Strong People.

Don’t underestimate this opportunity, there are countless martial artists in the Qingyuan World, but few can take that final step to become king, and the Immortal Golden Core is known as the strongest foundation in Martial Arts, showing its limitless potential.

“Good, it truly is an Immortal Golden Core, even more commendable that you’ve comprehended Sword Intent to perfection, no wonder I shamelessly snatched you over,” Xi Xuan laughed heartily.

“It is the disciple’s honor, being accepted under Master’s tutelage is a fortune found in three lifetimes,” Zhong Lin said respectfully.

Whoosh!

Xi Xuan looked up towards the sky, and then his face darkened.

“Second Brother, first take Zhong Lin to show him around our Sword Pavilion, I’ll deal with those old guys.”

Saying this, he transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky, not long after, the overhead void began to rumble, and colorful light rain fell from the sky, exceptionally beautiful.

“Senior Brother, this…”

“Ignore those old guys, just get used to it, come, I’ll show you around.”

Saying this, he pulled Zhong Lin and flew towards the distant mountain peaks.

“I know you have some doubts, but what can I say, you’ve forged an Immortal Golden Core! The Immortal Golden Core is the legendary strongest Martial Arts foundation, moreover, you’ve won the Outer Disciple Competition first place, entered the sect’s notice, being accepted by Master as a disciple is only right, didn’t you see the other elders also vying for you, it’s just that Master acted faster.”

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