The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

The person on the city wall wore a blue Daoist robe and emitted a dense sword intent. His starry eyebrows and bright eyes seemed to be gentle, and his handsome face was very calm, as if he had done something insignificant.    

"Crack!" The sword that released a world-shaking attack, which knocked back millions of soldiers with a single sword strike, returned to its sheath.    

The sword's radiance was retracted, making it seem as though a gentleman was gentle as jade.    

Below the city walls, the defeated army who had cried out for their parents and thrown away their helmets and armor had been defeated.    

The two formed a sharp contrast!    

The two princes were eclipsed in front of him, as if this blue-clothed youth was the true Human Exalt!    

"This is the legendary demeanor of an emperor?" Lin Qiuting's pair of beautiful eyes were filled with limpid autumn waters. Only then did she realize that this fellow was a piece of unpolished jade. With a slight touch, it emitted a dazzling brilliance.    

And to those who accompanied tens of millions of people, it was simply shocking to the heavens!    

Their eyes were wide open, and their eyes were filled with disbelief. They rubbed their eyes with force, and the excitement in their hearts could not be calmed down no matter what.    

"Divine sword cold and profound, forged for several thousand years. The sword light contains the sun and moon, purple energy rushing into the bull. "    

A strong sense of envy flashed through Eldest Prince's eyes as he softly recited a poem.    

"The ancient people are not lying to me! Today, I saw Brother Ling's divine sword, and using it to describe it is the most suitable."    

Eldest Prince faced Jiang Ling, bowed respectfully, and gave him a big bow.    

After that, he waved his hand in high spirits.    

"Someone come!"    

"Praise the drums for Brother Ling!!!"    

Hundreds of brawny men, who were lying on their chests and exposing their backs, held huge drums in their hands as they knocked hard on the cowhide drums that were dozens of feet thick.    

Immediately, the beating of the drums echoed throughout the entire battlefield.    

When the defeated troops below heard the beating of the drums, their fleeing speed became even faster!    

"Hahaha! Magnificent!"    

Wen Ruofeng stood on top of the city wall and laughed loudly.    

...    

Jiang Ling looked at the defeated army fleeing in the distance and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.    

With his Mid Dragon Becoming Stage strength, forcefully using this sword strike was a huge burden to him.    

Currently, his meridians were full of cracks, and there was not a single drop of spiritual energy left in his dantian. He had used all his strength to put the sword back into its sheath.    

He had to put the sword back into the sheath. The Shadow Bearing Sword was already covered with cracks, and it was on the verge of breaking down!    

It was already fortunate that the magic artifact, which was originally at the fifth or third grade, did not immediately turn into fragments after bearing the spirit energy that exceeded the limit.    

Good news! Yes. Jiang Ling's understanding of the way of the sword had advanced to another level.    

Therefore, this was also a good way to gain experience and increase one's strength!    

"This... this seems to be the sword move that Peak Master Mu used to kill Blood Devils a few years ago." Wong Hao's face revealed a thoughtful expression.    

"That's right! However, Brother Ling's charm is even stronger. It seems like another Sword Dao expert has appeared in our Southern Wasteland!" Ho Binn's face revealed a look of envy.    

Nonsense.    

He was the one who taught Mooh Chen the sword skill. It would be strange if it didn't look like it.    

While Jiang Ling was silently cursing in his heart, he planned to find an opportunity to eat the pill and rest for a while.    

"Almsgiver, your sword skills are godly. I admire you!" A smile appeared on the face of the Mystic Mage as he walked over.    

"Eldest Prince, invite almsgiver to the banquet in the palace."    

At this moment, Xuan Hui appeared polite and courteous. She looked completely different from the person in front of her.    

Jiang Ling was delighted in his heart.    

This big monk was quite interesting. He was somewhat similar to the previous Ten Directions Monk.    

However, Xuan Hui's brain was more flexible, unlike the rigid Ten Directions Tyrant.    

She had been separated from the monk from Ten Directions in God Mountain for several years. She didn't know how this small monk was doing.    

...    

Since the enemy had been defeated, Eldest Prince was naturally happy to reward the three armies.    

Within the magnificent palace, the soldiers who had performed well in the battle were all welcomed.    

Jiang Ling naturally became the most important person in this banquet. Many people toasted to him.    

Even the Mystic Intellect Mages beside the prince used tea as wine to express their goodwill to Jiang Ling.    

Wen Ruofeng had also extended an olive branch in front of everyone many times, wanting to recruit him.    

Jiang Ling used the excuse of traveling the world to reject his solicitation.    

"Brother Ling is a great talent. That sword strike just now was comparable to a Saint Stage, and it killed millions of enemies with ease. It's truly admirable!" Wen Ruofeng's tone was filled with admiration.    

Jiang Ling knew very well in his heart that there was still a long way to go before that sword strike could be said to be a Saint Stage.    

Moreover, he still had some strength left in that attack, and it only severely injured the enemy. Without a year and a half of recuperation, he wouldn't be able to restore his combat strength. In addition, he would be able to kill a lot of enemies. It was just that the prince had exaggerated it many times to boost morale.    

After the banquet, Eldest Prince even invited Jiang Ling to the study to have a detailed discussion.    

In the study.    

A lingering incense smoke rose. All kinds of books were placed on the surrounding bookshelves. These books were all-encompassing and had a complete variety. They were as vast as the ocean.    

Moreover, the cover of the books had been rolled up, so it should have been flipped many times.    

On the study desk in the middle, there was a map of the Great Qian Dynasty. On the wall, there were pictures of fierce tigers climbing mountains and ink painting.    

It looked exactly like a lord.    

Jiang Ling lowered his head and looked at the map. He found that the mountains and rivers were drawn very carefully. Every town had a detailed description.    

"Haha! This is what I usually use for fun." Although Wen Ruofeng said this with a smile, the melancholy on his face was obvious.    

"If it's a cultivator, they usually go into seclusion for dozens of years to seek the supreme Great Dao, right?"    

Jiang Ling knew that the other party's Spirit Bone had been dug out, and he was sighing with emotion at this moment.    

However, the people of the Emperor Family were very complicated. Perhaps this sentence was purposely said for him to hear.    

"It's good to have a ravine in your chest." Jiang Ling raised his head from the map and swept his gaze over the documents at the side. On them were some documents to deal with corrupt officials.    

Wen Ruofeng's eyes lit up and repeated this sentence twice.    

"Brother Ling not only has amazing sword skills, but even his words carry a profound meaning."    

"I heard that Brother Ling is from the Southern Wasteland..."    

After the two of them talked about some things, Wen Ruofeng changed the topic to cultivation.    

"It's a pity that the Spirit Bone in my body has been taken out, and my foundation has been damaged. Otherwise, I would definitely be willing to acknowledge you as my master."    

Jiang Ling automatically ignored the second half of the sentence.    

This prince merely saw that he came from Southern Wasteland, and hoped that he could give him a special cultivation method.    

"I know some medical skills, I can check it out for you." Jiang Ling followed the prince's words and continued.    

"Then... thank you very much!" Wen Ruofeng was very excited.    

Jiang Ling reached out two fingers and placed them on the opponent's wrist. After checking it, he found that his meridians were blocked, and his foundation had completely collapsed.    

Even if he found another Tier 7 Spirit Bone, he would still be unable to restore his original foundation.    

He was a complete cripple.    

Jiang Ling looked at Wen Ruofeng's hopeful eyes and considered his words.    

"It can be cultivated..."    

"Really?" Wen Ruofeng was so excited that his hands were shaking.    

He had been thinking about this for countless days and nights.    

How could he remain calm when he heard this news from him?    

"What cultivation technique is it? How long does it take to cultivate to the Saint Stage? As long as there is no problem with the cultivation technique, Brother Ling can choose any treasure in the treasury!" Wen Ruofeng said quickly.    

Jiang Ling waved his hand. "Don't be anxious..."    

"In Southern Wasteland, Heavenly Sovereign bestowed many cultivation techniques, including body refining techniques and qi and blood. Even ordinary people can cultivate them."    

Hearing Jiang Ling's words, the smile on Wen Ruofeng's face gradually faded. When he heard "ordinary people," his face no longer had a smile.    

"Cough cough." He picked up the teacup and took a sip. A smile appeared on his face again. "According to my current situation, what realm can I at most cultivate this cultivation method to?"    

"Fourth Extreme Stage. If I work harder, I can reach the Dragon Becoming Stage." Jiang Ling added.    

This cultivation technique was undoubtedly a supreme sutra for mortals who had no talent for cultivation. It could allow mortals to leap into the sky and become cultivators who could fly and escape from the earth.    

This was a cultivation technique that Jiang Ling had deduced with painstaking effort.    

"What's the use of Dragon Becoming Stage? In just two to three hundred years, it has turned into a pile of dirt..." Wen Ruofeng's face was filled with sadness.    

Jiang Ling understood what he was thinking. It was nothing more than obtaining the country and wanting to live forever.    

However, Jiang Ling had just seen the document on punishing corrupt officials on the table. Adding the map in front of him, if Wen Ruofeng became the king, he would also be a lord of a region.    

"The sea takes in hundreds of rivers, and the tolerance is great!" Jiang Ling pointed to the map. "Looking at the world, these rivers are born in different places. In the end, they still converge in the sea. As the saying goes, a hundred rivers return to the sea."    

"If the Great Qian Dynasty manages well, the one who will benefit in the end will still be you."    

Jiang Ling's words were hoping that Wen Ruofeng could take good care of the country.    

He did not want that pickled matter to happen again when they had just entered the city.    

"The sea will take in all rivers... a hundred rivers will return to the sea." Wen Ruofeng muttered and repeated.    

"Thank you, Brother Ling, for teaching me!" He stood up and bowed.    

After that, the two of them chatted for a while on their cultivation and exchanged two pots of tea.    

"Report!!"    

Suddenly, a voice came from outside, interrupting their conversation.    

"What is it?" Wen Ruofeng asked the servant.    

"The enemy troops outside the city have made a new move. They are throwing attacks into the city!"    

Wen Ruofeng was shocked, and he quickly led his men to check it out.    

...    

As soon as they left the palace, they saw black shadows flying in from outside the city and crashing into the roof of a wooden house.    

Jiang Ling frowned. He found out that it was the corpse of an old woman!    

It looked like the innocent people outside the city.    

There were continuous cries in the sky. Corpses of men and women, old and young landed on the wells, the streets, and the trees. An unpleasant smell lingered in the air.    

In less than five minutes, more than a thousand corpses had been lost outside, and it was still going on.    

These corpses emitted a faint green smoke, and there was an uneasy feeling spreading among the people.    

"This is a warning not to resist, or this will be the result?" The silver-armored Dong Ping clenched his fists.    

"No! There's something wrong with this corpse!!!" Xuan Hui waved her hand, shooting out a streak of flames that burned the surrounding corpses to ashes.    

However, the faint green smoke did not dissipate. It did not disappear under the burning flames either!    

"This is [Seven Despairing Plague]! " The expression on Xuan Hui's face changed drastically, and she quickly backed away.    

The crowd was in an uproar because of the [Seven Deadly Plague]. It was too terrifying.    

People who were infected by this kind of plague would bleed from their seven orifices within a few days, and their internal organs would rot and die!    

Usually, the entire area would be completely devoid of snakes, insects, mice, and ants. Not a single sound of a chicken could be heard from thousands of miles away. It was extremely terrifying!    

Even cultivators would not be able to escape death in front of this plague!    

That was why these people were so afraid.    

"Let's run! It's fine if we leave the city and surrender. If we don't get the antidote, we will die in three days!"    

Many cultivators recognized the famous Seven Deadly Plague, and they immediately burst into an uproar, clamoring to surrender outside the city.    

Wen Ruofeng's face was as gloomy as water.    

The second prince was attacking his soft spot.    

Under the threat of death, how could these cultivators care about the salary of high officials? They only wanted to live.    

Even if he used lightning to suppress the cultivators, the tens of millions of people in the city would still open the city gates.    

Taking ten thousand steps back, everyone was united, and no one was distracted, but these tens of millions of people would die because of it!    

This was an unsolvable plan!    

"What kind of difficulty is this? Wouldn't it be fine to concoct the antidote?" Lin Qiuting curled her lips.    

"The antidote? Only the Poison King has the antidote to the Seven Deadly Plagues! Countless families have been studying it for thousands of years, but they still can't find a way to cure it! " Xuan Hui shook her head." Benefactor, if you can't refine it, then don't speak nonsense here and cause trouble. "    

"Make trouble?" Lin Qiuting was furious. "I can't refine it, but he can."    

She stretched out her hand and pointed at Jiang Ling.    

"Brother Ling... Fellow Daoist, you really can? "Xuan Hui looked at Jiang Ling with anticipation.    

Jiang Ling pondered for a moment, then nodded.    

" I already have an idea on a few of the main ingredients. There is no problem in debugging and removing the plague. "    

"Wow! Godly doctor!"    

The crowd cheered and their faces were filled with gratitude.    

With the evidence that Jiang Ling had defeated millions of people with a single strike, no one doubted the weight of this statement.    

They all squeezed over and thanked Jiang Ling one after another.    

...    

Jiang Ling finally managed to escape and walked in front of Wen Ruofeng.    

"I have a brilliant plan!"    

"Didn't they want to use the plague to kill us?"    

"We will use the trick, and we will fulfill their wish!"    

"Let them in, and then..."    

Jiang Ling made a chopping motion.    

Wen Ruofeng's eyes lit up, and he gave Jiang Ling a thumbs up. "Brother Ling is wise and resourceful, this move is really high!"    

Jiang Ling waved his hand. This was all learned from his disciple, Nine Nether Bird.    

And so, in the following time.    

Wen Ruofeng allocated manpower and fully supported Jiang Ling. The entire treasury was open for him to choose from.    

After Jiang Ling tested a dozen or so pill formulas, he finally refined the [Disperse Dispersion Pill]. Disease Disease Pill.    

This pill only needed to melt in the water. After consuming it, it would be able to remove the Seven Deadly Plague.    

Wen Ruofeng was naturally very happy. He immediately ordered the people to put down the Disease Removal Pill in the wells and springs of the city. The people would not be affected if they drank it.    

After dealing with the plague, only the Second Prince's millions of soldiers were left.