Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time - Chapter 242 - Chapter 242: The Young Man Observes the Ages and

Chapter 242: The Young Man Observes the Ages and

Forges the Sword Automatically, A Hammer Shocks the Immortal Fire Like Fireworks (2)

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In addition, An Le’s 36 chimes today were too unbelievable. Second Prince Zhao Pei was extremely afraid.

“Spread the news that this child struck the 36th ring of the Sword Bell in front of the Sword Pool Lake. The entire world will know that a reincarnated Sword Immortal with the Enlightened Sword Heart has appeared in the Sword Pool

Palace. ”

“Such a Sword Immortal Seed with an Enlightened Sword Heart will definitely attract the covetous eyes of all the experts in the world. It will be targeted by the demonized father and son of the Hell Mansion in West Liang. Those people will definitely yearn for the corpse of such a Sword Immortal Seed with an Enlightened Sword Heart.”

“I heard that Holy Monk Duhai of the Lotus Flower Temple has a grudge with this child. If the news spreads, Holy Monk Duhai will definitely not sit back and watch him grow…”

“Wait… The majestic invincible aura on his body is actually a huge opportunity. If I can kill him personally, I can inherit at least half of that invincible aura!” As if thinking of something, Second Prince Zhao Pei’s eyes lit up!

His heart was beating uncontrollably, and the blood in his body could not hide the heat.

“Yes, I have to kill him myself!”

The Jiangling Prince held the umbrella. The rainwater gathered at the edge of the umbrella and formed an intertwined curtain of rain. Under the umbrella, he was elegant and smiled. Looking at the Second Prince, whose heart was gradually burning, his smile became even wider.

“An Le has always been in the Sword Pool Palace. There’s no way to kill him.”

The Jiangling Prince said.

Second Prince Zhao Pei’s lips curled into a smile. He was looking forward to inheriting An Le’s invincible aura when he killed him. Then, he would step into the sixth realm with the most perfect state. His cultivation path would definitely be smooth. He would definitely be able to easily break through the barrier of the ninth realm and become someone who stood at the absolute peak of cultivation.

After stretching and making up his mind to kill An Le, the depression he had encountered in front of the Sword Pool Lake today was instantly swept away.

“It’s impossible for him to hide in the Sword Pool Palace forever…” “That Old Imperial Uncle of mine still has to head north.”

“He has to step out of the Sword Pool Palace sooner or later.”

In front of the Sword Pool Lake.

After Second Prince Zhao Pei and the Jiangling Prince left,

the old Sword Sage retracted his indifferent gaze. He was not interested in the Second Prince. He hated the Jiangling Prince from the bottom of his heart.

The Jiangling Prince just stood there elegantly, but he exuded an aura of disgust that made him frown.

“Muzhe, don’t let the Jiangling Prince step into the Sword Pool Palace in the future.” The old Sword Sage said calmly.

When Su Muzhe heard this, she immediately nodded. She naturally knew that the old Sword Sage looked down on this hereditary Jiangling Prince. Moreover, Su Muzhe also knew that this Jiangling Prince had always been eyeing the Sword Pool Palace covetously.

In any case, they would fall out sooner or later, so it was fine if he was not allowed to enter the Sword Pool Palace.

After the old Sword Sage gave An Le two wisps of sword qi, his gaze shifted and landed on Zhao Huangting.

“This time, you will definitely not be able to return. Do you have no regrets?”

The old Sword Sage looked at Zhao Huangting. This brat who had once been a Casanova had unknowingly faced the end of his life and had even ignited Nirvana.

“My lifespan is coming to an end. I’ll visit the north and look at the mountains and rivers of my hometown. I’ll admire the mortal world of the past. It’s quite good. I naturally have no regrets.”

“As for the battle with Emperor Yuan Meng, I just want to enjoy myself.”

Zhao Huangting smiled casually. “This should be the last time I’m coming to the Sword Pool Lake. Other than meeting Muzhe, it’s the fifth time I’m here to sharpen Green Mountain.”

“However, I’m not the one who’s sharpening the edge this time, but An Le.” When the old Sword Sage heard this, his gaze landed on Green Mountain.

The Green Mountain Sword automatically floated up and floated in front of the old Sword Sage.

The old Sword Sage’s wrinkled hand gently tapped on Green Mountain. “Why have you always been stubborn about wanting to sharpen Green Mountain?” “Perhaps this bamboo sword doesn’t need sharpening?”

He closed his sword fingers and stroked the Green Mountain Sword’s body. The old Sword Sage’s eyes gradually narrowed, and a glint seemed to flash in them.

“No, Green Mountain definitely needs to be sharpened. Only after the sharpening can he clear the fog and see the real Green Mountain!”

Zhao Huangting’s eyes revealed a rare fanaticism.

“The person who once gave me Green Mountain failed to give Green Mountain an edge, so it became my duty. Since I, Zhao Huangting, couldn’t do it, An Le will do it. If An Le fails… He will find someone suitable to hold the Sword Green Mountain in the future and pass it down!”

“The Green Mountain will remain.”

His voice was rather sonorous and lingered in the surroundings.

Su Muzhe’s gaze was complicated, and admiration and sigh appeared on the old swordsmith’s face.

The old Sword Sage’s expression gradually returned to normal, and his expression could not be seen.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and tapped Zhao Huangting’s chest with his mottled hand.

A wisp of majestic sword qi surged into Zhao Huangting’s body.

The Nirvana Fire seemed to be instantly suppressed.

“In that case, this old man will look forward to your refreshing performance.” The old Sword Sage said softly.

Zhao Huangting’s face regained some color, and his essence, qi, and spirit seemed to have returned to him. The Nirvana Fire that was originally suppressed by the Heart Sword was suppressed by another wisp of sword qi.

It made Zhao Huangting feel much less pain.

“The Nirvana Fire is one of the three calamities of the tenth realm. The Heart Sword can suppress it for you, but I can only use sword qi to alleviate it further.’

“This sword qi can help you enter Yuan Meng Capital. Otherwise, your heroic qi will not even be able to enter the door of the capital. You will become the number one laughingstock in the world.”

“My disciple Su Muzhe’s husband cannot become a laughingstock.”

The old Sword Sage said calmly.

Zhao Huangting smiled and cupped his fists to thank the old Sword Sage.

The old Sword Sage returned Green Mountain to An Le and a benevolent smile appeared on his face.. “Little fellow, are you determined to sharpen Green Mountain?”