Chapter 52 Paying Homage to the Mountain

"Yuan'er, what did he say to you? Why did you suddenly change your mind and leave Black Wind Town, giving up the idea of ​​going to Black Wind Forest for training?"

On the way out of Black Wind Town, the old woman asked in confusion.

"He just speculated that someone was going to attack me, and advised me to return to Beijing as soon as possible." Xia Yuan narrowed her eyes, looked at the direction of the imperial city, and slowly said: "However, I will not return to Beijing immediately. I want to ask my great grandfather to come out and see who wants to kill me."

"Can his words be trusted?" The old woman frowned. "Is it too much to ask your great grandfather to come out?"

She is of a very high generation, already 160 years old.

And the great grandfather mentioned by Xia Yuan is even older than her, 200 years old, and is a powerful existence ranked among the top of the Great Xia royal family.

"I don't believe everything he said. But I also think that if my brothers and sisters find a chance to kill me, they may indeed do it. To be safe, asking my great grandfather to come out is the best choice." Xia Yuan shook his head, his expression gradually turned cold: "If someone really dares to do something to me, I won't care about them being my brothers and sisters in the future."

"Alas." The old woman was silent for a while, shook her head, and could only sigh.

She is also an experienced person, and knows what these people can do to fight for the throne.

Therefore, every time the throne changes, there will inevitably be bloody storms, and many princes and princesses will die tragically in the vortex of fighting for the throne.

When Xia Yuan was planning to fish for law enforcement, Wang Ping also left Heifeng Town and rushed to Jianling Sect.

The next day, at dusk, Wang Ping came to the gate of Jianling Sect.

Jianling Sect was built on the Qingyuan Mountains, with beautiful scenery and rich spiritual energy, which is very suitable for practice.

This is also the place that Daxia's cultivators yearn for the most. As long as they are Daxia cultivators, they are proud to join the Sword Spirit Sect.

After all, Daxia's history is only 500 years old, and it is already the end of the dynasty, while the Sword Spirit Sect has a history of thousands of years and has always stood on the top of the Qingyun Mountains, overlooking the earth.

Even when Daxia was at its peak, the Daxia court was unwilling to provoke the Sword Spirit Sect, but took the strategy of winning over, which is enough to show the transcendent status of the Sword Spirit Sect.

"This is the gate of the Sword Spirit Sect, and those who come are stopped."

Not long after, Wang Ping walked along the stone steps in the mountains and came to the gate of the Sword Spirit Sect. He was shouted at by the two disciples guarding the gate.

"My name is Wang Ping, and I am a fourth-grade alchemist. I want to join the Sword Spirit Sect. I hope you two will inform the master of your sect." Wang Ping looked at the two disciples and spoke lightly.

"What!?"

"Fourth-grade alchemist?"

The two disciples were shocked and a little unbelievable.

"Are you really a fourth-grade alchemist? You're a little too young." A disciple asked suspiciously.

There are only a few fourth-grade alchemists in the whole of Daxia, and their Jianling Sect now has only one fourth-grade alchemist.

Now, it is hard to believe that a young man who looks only in his twenties claims to be a fourth-grade alchemist.

"Being young does not mean that the level of alchemy is low." Wang Ping said calmly, "Or do you think I have the courage to deceive Jianling Sect?"

"Uh" The two mountain-guarding disciples looked at each other and felt that what Wang Ping said made sense.

Indeed, in this world, no one dared to deceive Jianling Sect. That would be like an old man hanging himself and saying that his life was too long.

"Wait here for a while, I will go and inform the sect master."

Then, a disciple said respectfully to Wang Ping, and ran towards the door, showing his excellent lightness skills.

Soon, two figures appeared in Jianling Sect.

A middle-aged man with a slightly elegant face came with the mountain-guarding disciple on a flying sword.

Wang Ping narrowed his eyes as he looked at the man flying with a flying sword in the sky.

Zhang Yuan, the leader of the Sword Spirit Sect, appears gentle and elegant on the surface, but in fact, he is cruel and vicious, and hides his true colors.

He is also the person Wang Ping wants to kill recently.

However, in the last free simulation, Wang Ping developed too slowly and never attacked Zhang Yuan.

Of course, Wang Ping can understand it.

After all, without drugs, the speed of cultivation is indeed a little slower, but the advantage is that the foundation is solid and can go further.

Unfortunately, in the last free simulation, Wang Ping did not find a chance to kill Zhang Yuan reasonably, and was killed by the demon Mo Fan who suddenly appeared.

Of course, if the demon Mo Fan kills the Sword Spirit Sect, Zhang Yuan will definitely die.

Daoyou, you said you are a fourth-grade alchemist, but is it true? "

Zhang Yuan flew on his sword and came to Wang Ping, asking curiously.

Originally, when the disciple reported the news, he did not care about Wang Ping's appearance and age.

After all, the life span of a Xiantian Realm strongman is 200 years old, and the life span of a Lingyuan Realm is 300 years old.

Some people who look only 20 years old may actually be 50, 60 or even over 100 years old.

And his cultivation is the third level of the Lingyuan Realm, and it can be seen at a glance that Wang Ping has the cultivation of the Lingyuan Realm.

Therefore, he believes that Wang Ping's real age should be over 70 years old.

Of course, at the age of 70, with the cultivation of the Lingyuan Realm, and a fourth-grade alchemist, it is also enough to defy the heavens.

And there has never been such a person in the history of Daxia.