Everyone looked at each other in shock. Ever since he was summoned by [Wuzong], Jiang Chen's name had already spread in Xuantian Pavilion. It can be said that he is now a celebrity in the capital.

"I'll go right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone turned and left.

"Feng Wannian... I don't know how much noise you will make when you come back this time."

Ning Huanzhen's eyes were deep, looking at the direction in which Feng Wannian was leaving, thoughtfully.

"You're not the most special... There is always someone who can overwhelm you in the Xuantian Pavilion."

Having said this, Ning Hua really hugged Jiang Chuyin, turned around and walked towards Lingmen.

She knew very well that Feng Wannian was back, and now many people knew about it.

This man's return will definitely cause quite a stir. Whether the waves can be calmed depends on how big the storm is.

…

Deep in Xuantian Pavilion.

In front of the dark and dark palace, a bright lamp shines outside the palace gate. The dim yellow light suddenly flickers, its heart of flame swaying, and it points in one direction.

"Senior brother, you are upset..."

Outside the palace gate, a young monk changed his color slightly and couldn't help but look at the door of the prime minister's palace.

As the youngest Dharma monk in Tianchan Mountain, Wuxiang knows what this lamp means.

When he was six years old, his senior brother, who was only two years older than him, was taken away from Tianchan Mountain and sent directly to the Xuantian Pavilion in the capital.

Now more than ten years have passed, and even if he steps into the capital as the strongest descendant of Tianchan Mountain, he still cannot match the brilliance of his former senior brother.

There is no other reason than that he is one of the three major sword types of Xuanmen.

"He's back..."

At this moment, a cold voice came from the black hall, revealing a hint of loneliness and depth.

"He!?" Wuxiang's eyes narrowed slightly, showing a look of confusion.

"The Domineering Sword Type..."

The scornful voice sounded again, and when the name was mentioned, there was an invisible heaviness wrapped around it.

"The Domineering Sword Type...Senior Brother, is that an existence as famous as you!?" Wu Xiang changed color slightly.

Among the three major sword types of Xuanmen, the Celestial Elephant Sword Type is the grandest, the Domineering Sword Type is the most ferocious... As for the sword type awakened by his senior brother, it is the most mysterious.

"Feng Wannian... five years have passed by and you have finally come back... and you have embarked on an alternative path."

"Senior brother, you mean..."

"If this person returns, he will definitely go to the Demon-Suppressing Palace. Wuxiang, go ahead... This is your chance."

A faint voice came from the dark and dark hall.

"But..." Wu Xiang hesitated slightly.

"I know that besides Tianchan Buddhism, you have other opportunities... This will be your greatest blessing."

"Senior brother, why are you..."

Wuxiang's expression suddenly changed, as if someone had discovered the biggest secret in his life.

"To grasp the possibility of thousands of changes...this is the true meaning of immeasurable."

The faint voice swayed like the gentle wind, rippling in and out.

In an instant, the flickering light suddenly stopped, restoring its previous calm and peace.

"Infinite Sword Seeds!"

Wu Xiang took a deep look at the dark black palace, then turned and left without looking back.

…

"Old Feng, it turns out that your background in Xuantian Pavilion is really hidden."

On the way, Li Mo stared at Feng Wannian and finally couldn't help but speak.

The Xuanmen sword species is no small matter. With such identity, such strength, and such talent... it is simply unbelievable and unbelievable that he is hiding in Luofu Mountain.

"this……"

Feng Wannian glanced at Li Mo, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Although the Xuanmen sword has a great reputation, it is also facing many disasters and it is difficult to survive the disaster."

"How do you say that?" Li Mo noticed something strange and couldn't help asking.

"Have you ever heard of... Xuantian Taoism?" Feng Wannian asked without answering.

"Unparalleled in ancient times, the first child in the world!?"

"That's right." Feng Wannian took a deep look at Li Mo and nodded heavily.

"That is the ambition of His Majesty Shenzong, and it is also the greatest creation in history... If the Tao seed is completed, he will be invincible in the world, break the laws of heaven and earth, and become the king of the ages."

Having said this, Feng Wannian sighed quietly, his eyes almost condensing into a thin line.

"The Xuanmen Sword Seed is derived from the [Tao Seed]... One line gives rise to all kinds of methods, and the sword seed alone is a source of vast magical power... If the Tao Seed is born, the impact can be imagined."

"and you……"

Feng Wannian raised his hand and pressed it softly, interrupting Li Mo's words.

"Back then, when I achieved the sword type, I really felt this unimaginable power...realm, cultivation, and artistic conception...are almost at my fingertips, as easy as drinking water and eating. In a very short period of time, I achieved something that is difficult for others to achieve in their lifetime.

realm."

Feng Wannian's complexion gradually turned cold.

"But...it was only then that I faintly sensed...that Tao Seed...was actually alive."

"What?" Li Mo couldn't help but be moved: "Alive?"

"All Dharmas follow the Tao, and all skills nourish the seeds... In the end, I am just his material."
Chapter completed!