Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"Grandpa, are you serious?" Lin Jingyu's Eyes flashed and his heart was set ablaze.    

    

"Of course, why would I lie to you?"    

    

"However, this Great Desolate Martial Competition is related to the seed Entries. The higher one's rank is, the earlier one can enter the secret treasury. I naturally do not need to explain what this means."    

    

"So, you must enter the top five."    

    

Lin Jingyu suddenly sneered, "Grandfather, you still can't be at ease with me. Not to mention the top five, I, Lin Jingyu, am still determined to get the first place. That Wangdao Weapon Blade and that Mu Ling Ye, I, Lin Jingyu, will definitely get them!"    

    

Beneath the Great Mountain.    

    

Ling Tian flew back with the wind, and after he did not sense any suspicious people following him, he went up the stairs and went straight to the Sect Gate.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

However, when Ling Tian came down from the stairs, he suddenly realized that beside the memorial archway under the Sect Gate, there was actually a shabby looking beggar.    

    

The beggar was leaning on a rod, as though he was in deep sleep.    

    

Ling Tian squatted in front of the beggar and frowned.    

    

This beggar's face was extremely ordinary, but it was also extremely unfamiliar.    

    

But Ling Tian kept feeling that this beggar was strange, he reached out to press his hand on the beggar's wrist, and before he could realise what it was, he was slapped down with a pa sound by the beggar.    

    

"Hey!" "What are you doing, what are you touching me for!"    

    

beggar was woken up from his daze, as he glared with mixed eyes, and said shamefully and angrily.    

    

"Oh, no problem. I just want to ask, have we met somewhere before?"    

    

Ling Tian laughed.    

    

The beggar looked deeply at Ling Tian, then suddenly pointed at Ling Tian and said: "I remember, young noble is a noble, he is definitely a noble! We did, but where? Anyways, since Young Master and I are acquainted, you should at least give me some money to spend, right? "    

    

beggar said as he raised the broken bowl in his hand.    

    

Ling Tianyao shook his head, it seemed that the beggar really wanted something to eat.    

    

"Forget it, there are a few spirit stones here. You can go down the mountain."    

    

With that, Ling Tian threw a few spirit stones into the bowl and disappeared inside the Sect Gate.    

    

The old beggar kept the spirit stones and the corners of his mouth raised. He leaned on his stick and sang a hoarse song of a song, and then he leisurely went down the mountain. In a few flashes, he disappeared from the mountain range without a trace.    

    

Once he returned to his house in the Floating Cloud Peak Mountain Range, Ling Tian immediately disappeared into the peach orchard.    

    

At this time, Qin Mingzhu was in the Si Xiang Tower cultivating peacefully, as if she had already forgotten herself.    

    

After Ling Tian chatted with Yaoyao, Golden Bead and the others for a while, he also entered the Si Xiang Tower.    

    

However, Ling Tian was not in a hurry to refine the Yang Yuan Dan. Instead, he took out the broken fan-bone he brought back from the Heaven and Earth commerce market.    

    

Once the fan-bone entered his hands, it entered inside. After confirming that the Weapon's material was the Blazing Wind Gold Drill, Ling Tian finally raised his eyebrows and smiled.    

    

After that, the hundred thousand sword shadow began to violently shake. With a cracking sound, the rust on their bodies that seemed to have merged with the fan-bone all fell off, revealing their true appearance.    

    

At this moment, other than the Soul of Artifact s and their fan, the fan-bone was completely unharmed. Its entire body was green and sparkling.    

    

Although it was still a piece of trash right now, it still possessed that sort of imposing manner.    

    

If it was repaired, it would definitely be a rare top-grade Weapon.    

    

Thinking about that, Ling Tian took out the Ten Thousand Gully Free Wind Fan out from his waist. Right now, the Grade of the Ten Thousand Gully Free Wind Fan was no longer suitable for Ling Tian to use, but the Storm pterosaur inside it, was the one that he had eaten a lot from inside the Lao Hou and the crevices of his teeth earlier. The Soul of Artifact's powerful energy, coupled with the fact that the Lao Hou also had one eye open and one eye, caused the Storm pterosaur to unknowingly grow.    

    

When he appeared in front of Ling Tian again, he could actually take human form, even if he couldn't compare to Lao Hou or the Xiao Lei.    

    

However, amongst the Soul of Artifact of the Wangdao Weapon Blade, they were definitely strong.    

    

"A Bao greets Master."    

    

The Storm pterosaur that had turned into a rough and rough burly man appeared in front of Ling Tian. In the past, he was irritable, but now he was bowing to Ling Tian, even if he couldn't accept it.    

    

At this time, the Storm pterosaur looked at the fan-bone in Ling Tian's hand and couldn't help but to drool.    

    

It was obvious that the fan-bone was an excellent tool.    

    

"Mm, this Ten Thousand Deep Free Cloud Fan has sullied you for a long time, it's just that I haven't been able to find a suitable material to help you forge a new body, and now I think the fan-bone is pretty good. When I fix it, you will be one with it." Ling Tian said indifferently.    

    

"A Bao thanks Master for everything. A Bao will definitely lead the way in the future ?"    

    

"Alright, stop doing this. Go stand at the back."    

    

Ling Tian could not help but laugh and waved his hand.    

    

"Yes sir!"    

    

The Storm pterosaur naturally did not dare to disobey, and obediently stood behind Ling Tian.    

    

Ling Tian retracted his gaze. Although the fan-bone was unharmed, it was still not enough, at least it had lost its fan, and in his hands, there was no top grade paper that could be used to match it.    

    

Knocking his head, Ling Tian had a flash of brilliance. He took out a few top quality material and melted them into the shape of a sculpture.    

    

Since there was no fan, there was no point in using it.    

    

This fan-bone was rather long, and when folded, it could be used as a short sword. Furthermore, after dispersing, each fan-bone's tip was extremely sharp, and using a fan in place of a sword was not necessarily a bad idea.    

    

A day later, Ling Tian allowed the Storm pterosaur to burrow inside the fan-bone and in an instant, the fan looked completely new. The surface of the cyan fan-bone was filled with fiery dragon markings and, when it opened and closed, the dazzling cyan and red Flame flickered alternately, blazing with the wind and possessing the Grade of a Exquisite King's Dao Weapon Blade.    

    

Although he was not as good as the phlebotomus, he was still not bad.    

    

"Yes, I shall call you Blazing Flames of the Wind Wave."    

    

Ling Tian used fire as a brush and carved four words on the fan-bone. Then, he nodded his head in satisfaction and kept it.    

    

In this competition, Ling Tian was prepared to use this fan to sweep through the heaven's pride level experts of the.    

    

After repairing the paleo-fan, Ling Tian began to refine them. With Ling Tian's speed, he still managed to refine a thousand high grade Yang Yuan Dan at the Si Xiang Tower s within a month. The effects of these high grade Yang Yuan Dan were ten times more than normal Yang Yuan Dan s.    

    

Thus, Ling Tian began his closed door cultivation.    

    

Three months passed leisurely in the outside world, but in the Si Xiang Tower, Ling Tian and Qin Mingzhu spent more than ten years.    

    

In this short period of time, Ling Tian and Qin Mingzhu were not only using Pill s to increase their cultivation, they were also tempering their Martial Skill.    

    

Qin Mingzhu's cultivation had smoothly reached the peak phase, and had even reached the bottleneck of the tribulation. However, Ling Tian felt that passing the tribulation was not the right time, and dispelled the notion of letting Qin Mingzhu to become a primordial spirit.    

    

And only after Ling Tian had eaten all of the Yang Yuan Dan s was he able to break through to the initial stage of intermediate primordial spirit, where his combat power was comparable to a second stage Martial King.    

    

At the same time, Ling Tian's Overlord Sword techniques had also improved quite a bit. The second stage of the Angry Tide's killing move was already at the peak of perfection.    

    

The early stage Sword Domain was completely stable. Even though Ling Tian was still unable to use the Sword Domain Power at this time, he still wanted to comprehend Intermediate Sword Domain or an even higher level profound energy after three years. After all, he could not underestimate the heaven's pride level at that time.    

    

In addition to that, Ling Tian had also cultivated the Swimming Dragon Fist s to the seventh stage. After obtaining the Dragon Phoenix Seal, his Grade had already increased to the sacred art level, but because the Dragon Seal was no longer in his body, he could only cultivate it to the seventh stage, just like the Seven Extreme Fist.    

    

Raising his condition to its peak, Ling Tian spat out a mouthful of foul air and pushed the door open.    

    

Looking at Qin Mingzhu who seemed to be floating in the forest of peach blossoms, Ling Tian smiled slightly.    

    

"Hehe, Ming Zhu, put away your sword. It's time."    

    

After waiting for so long, the Large Competition had finally begun.