Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 137 Temple – Spiritual Barrier of Inscription

Chapter 137 Temple – Spiritual Barrier of Inscription

Ding Hao looked at the master teacher speechless, saying in his mind:”Why are you making a disturbance like that? Don’t be so bored!”

“Damn it, you won, you really won ...” Defeated by Ding Hao’s expression, Wang Juefeng bitterly turned around and left, suddenly disappeared in the white clouds between buildings.

Ding Hao took a deep breath and stepped up the steps.

Actualy is it the head of the sect Li Jianyi who wants to see him personally?

To be honest, Ding Hao still felt a little surprised despite Li Lan’s reminder.

How noble the identity of the head of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect was! As one of the powerful overlords in the Snow Province with great strength, within thousands of miles he was absolutely the only person who was extremely conceited, but incredibly he had time and interest to meet with him, a small potato?

Is it related to the previous trial?

With thinking, Ding Hao walked step by step very steadily. Over a full eighty-one white jade steps, he came to the door of the white jade hall. Two male disciples in golden robes as the third generation disciples solemnly stood at the door. Obviously, they were the born strong masters with extremely high cultivation and fluctuating and really amazing Qi.

Noticing Ding Hao’s arrival, one of them raised his eyes like lightning, scanned Ding Hao, and soon ignored him.

Ding Hao felt shocked.

This person’s eyes seemed to have perspective function. Once they scanned Ding Hao, Ding Hao’s all secrets were peeped. He had an illusion that everything about him was taken in at a glance..

Ding Hao took a deep breath and walked into the hall superciliously.

The void around him was full of strange fluctuations. Ding Hao felt like that he was running through a layer of transparent air swamp, and then a bright flash appeared before his eyes and a scene that he never expected showed up.

Clearly, he entered the White Jade Hall, but in front of him was obviously high mountains and steep cliffs with green grass, trees, silver-like waterfalls, dancing white cranes and rare animals and birds everywhere. Here the white clouds were flying leisurely, the cliff was majestic, the green wind swept across the face, and it was warm and moist. The place was like a fairyland.

Here no stone halls, pavilions, carved buildings, domes and pillars were seen as in imagination.

Is it the spiritual barrier of space inscription?

Too amazing.

“Are you here?” A soft voice sounded.

A slender figure in a white robe stood at the end of the cliff with her back to Ding Hao.

Ding Hao was shocked. Before the voice sounded, he had never noticed that a person was standing there. After the voice was heard, it seemed as if there was only such a figure left in the world. The slender, natural and unrestrained figure captured all colors between heaven and earth, as if she had an indescribable charm that made Ding Hao’s spirit fall ...

How terrible!

Ding Hao shook his head and forcibly expelled the illusion in his brain.

He had guessed who the person was and bowed respectfully: “Disciple Ding Hao comes to see the head of the sect.”

“Get up.” Li Jianyi, the head of the sect did not turn back.

However, Ding Hao knew that he must be carefully observing him. Li Jianyi’s strength reached so high level that he needn’t use his eyes to observe things. One thought was enough to see through everything.

“Tell me the ins and outs of your engagement with Mu Tianyang in detail.” Li Jianyi’s soft voice made Ding Hao unable to judge what he was thinking.

“Yes, master.” Ding Hao explained in detail what happened on that day, including Li Yinuo’s killing Mu Tianfeng, his luring away of the bearded man and triangular-faced man, killing of Song Ke, a disciple of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect , and later the help by a mysterious person, the agreement with Mu Tianyang after three years, etc., all of which were said out without any concealment.

“You are honest.” Li Jianyi stood on the cliff edge with white clothes like snow, long hair like waterfalls, hands behind the back, and calm voice. “Killing your fellow disciples, aren’t you afraid of the sect rules?”

Ding Hao could not tell the slightest clue from the head’s tone, nor did he know whether he was angry or indifferent. He could only lower his head, shut up and wait for what would happen next.

He didn’t hide all this because he couldn’t hide it at all.

Ding Hao was not a fool. The Swordsmanship-seeking Sectpowerful was so powerful that its intelligence experts had got to know clearly the causes and consequences of the incident by investigating the scene and collecting information from all sides involved, including Song Ke’s death. If he concealed it at the moment, the result would be even worse and counterproductive.

Moreover, judging from the implication of Li Jianyi, the head of the sect just now, Ding Hao had guessed right.

Li Jianyi had already knew everything.

Facing the martial arts overlord in the Snow Province, Ding Hao had an uneasy feeling for the first time.

Just a shadow, that did not deliberately release Qi fluctuations and strength aura but had indescribable charm and temperament, made Ding Hao have a choking feeling.

This was the martial art master, who wounded the prince of the Palace of Demon God by sword thousands of miles away that day. He was absolutely a master, at whom countless people looked up!

“Ding Hao, when did you know Brother Qi?” Li Jianyi suddenly changed the subject.

Ding Hao felt relaxed.

Since the head of the sect no longer cared about Song Ke’s death, it meant that this incident had been gone completely. No one in the sect would investigate it. And obviously, Li Jianyi didn’t care about the death of an unknown registered disciple at all. What he cared about was the mysterious strong man, namely Uncle Qi mentioned by Yin Yifei and others.

“I don’t know this ancestor of the sect.” Ding Hao told the truth that he had nothing to do with the master in the sect.

Called as the elder brother by Li Jianyi, the mysterious master, with a surname “Qi”, was not an average person.

“Oh ...” Li Jianyi said thoughtfully.

Ding Hao could notice that this thoughtful response was a slight hint of disappointment.

Then, there was a long silence.

Li Jianyi seemed to have fallen into a long memory of something. The green wind stirred his white robe with a little noise, as if he was going to leave the world and become an immortal. It took about half a pillar of incense to burn before he ended some kind of memory and waved his hand and said, “All right, go home.”

“Yes, master.” Ding Hao got up and walked slowly towards the rear.

There were also some strange things in his heart. Was he asked to just say a few words by the head of the sect who had to attend myriad things every day?

In particular, he didn’t even mention such things as smashing the Tianli Attic before.

At this moment, he heard Li Jianyi’s voice in his ears: “From today on, the Herbal Medicine Garden and the Sword Casting Hall are open to you. I also hope you can defeat Mu Tianyang in three years.”

Ding Hao was in a daze, then he felt immediately excited and hurriedly thanked the master and left happily.

This was a pleasant surprise. In the Herbal Medicine Garden of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect , there were many quality spiritual herbs, and in the Sword Casting Hall, there were also a large number of tools for casting Qi and pills. These were all things that countless people dreamed of. Unexpectedly, today, they had been opened to Ding Hao free of charge.

Why is the head of the sect Li Jianyi so kind to me?

Perhaps he doesn’t hope that he will be defeated too badly in the competition three years later. Why not ask other people in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect ?

Ding Hao faintly felt that Li Jianyi’s figure and temperament seemed like a person, but it was hard to figure out who he was like for a while.

This was the first time that Ding Hao met the head of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect .

It would also be the most unforgettable one for him.

From the beginning to the end, Ding Hao only saw Li Jianyi’s back, but it engraved in Ding Hao ‘s memory that this sword master imposed an indelible influence on his future road of martial arts.

Robes as white as snow, and black hair as long as waterfalls!

What a graceful figure!

...

Ding Hao did not know that after he left, the person who had been standing on the cliff edge with the back to him finally turned slowly.

The sword Qi instantly broke through the sky, shaking the land in the Snow Province.

“After so many years,Uncle Qi, you haven’t dismissed from your mind what happened that year? Now the political situation in the Snow Province has been changing, and nine sects are apparently of one accord but divided in heart. The Tranquility Academy has been changing as well. The Human Tribe Alliance will split up soon, and the Demon Tribe has been stirring. Maybe it is time to restart a holy war, so you should come back! ”

Li Jianyi muttered to himself, stepped forward, flashed and disappeared where he was.

...

Ding Hao came out of the White Jade Temple and walked back the way he came.

The environment here was extremely beautiful, with winding corridors and pavilions shrouded in white clouds, and this was a scene of fairyland on earth. However, Ding Hao was not in the mood for appreciating it. After walking for a while, his brow wrinkled up tightly.

“Fuck, lost again ...”

Without a guide, he had no sense of direction again.

The waterside pavilions here were continuous, the buildings were tortuous, and the route was already very complicated. Furthermore dense cloud and mist made roads far more complicated than that of the forest in the trial area. Ding Hao gradually lost his direction completely, forgot the way to come and did not know where to go.

“Well, anyone here? Is anyone there? Tell me the way! ”

Poor Ding Hao shouted for a moment and did not get any response.

He had to walk forward step by step with a rough image. After walking for a few minutes, he was completely lost.

...

“Goddamn it, is there no living person in the 7th-ladder area except the head of the sect?” After walking for a long time, Ding Hao didn’t even meet anyone who could offered him help for directions. He didn’t even find a sign. He felt like a headless fly.

After a while, Ding Hao didn’t know where he went.

Finally, there was a sound of yelling about practicing martial arts.

Ding Hao felt pleased. He walked quickly toward the yelling direction and found a Little Square. There the air was full of rich spiritual Qi, the surrounding plants were verdant with a little bit of medicine fragrance. Growing up in such an environment, even ordinary herbs would be urged to become spiritual herb.

In the small square, more than a dozen people were practising martial arts.

They were all teenagers and should be registered disciples, but the clothes they wore did not belong to any of the five academies of the Eastern, Southern, Western, Northern and Central. They were quite casual and had extremely strong vital force, far higher than the average level of registered disciples in the five academies.

In this group of teenagers, Ding Hao saw a very familiar person.

Xie Jieyu!

The beautiful girl in red was holding a huge crimson sword with a palm wide and nearly two meters long in both hands. The slender charming body was in sharp contrast to the heavy, wide and thick sword. Through the body rotation and the inertial force, she spined like the wind, waving the huge crimson sword like a blade storm, while the extremely destructive sword Qi shot out from the blade storm.

Very special sword technique!

Ding Hao secretly nodded. This sword technique might still be above his own “Dragon King’s Water-Splitting Style”, and the strength shown by Xie Jieyu was incredibly firmly around the top of the Martial Disciple Realm of Five-Apertured and she was stronger than him!

“The teenagers here should be the top 50 in the total list, legendary Martial Soldiers of blood lineage with strange bloodline and blood of ancient gods. They were indeed born nobler than ordinary people. They were arranged to train in such a perfect environment by the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect!”

Ding Hao guessed the origin of this group of teenagers.

Just then-

“Who is peeping? Kneel down! ”

In the shouting sound, a lightning-fast figure suddenly flew past from one side, carrying a thick orange hurricane, like a collapsed wall, rolling towards Ding Hao.

Ding Hao subconsciously counterattacked.

As soon as unfolding his palm and taking the rusty sword instantly out of the storage ring, he shook his wrist, and a sword light showed up in the air.

With a series of impacts, the flying figure was inverted back.

“Ah ... you little thief peeps at our practice, how dare you hurt me?” The figure fell to the ground and angrily blamed him. It was a thin black boy of only about ten years old, dressing in a red robe and looking at Ding Hao with surprise and anger.

This change had attracted others’ attention.

The bloodline warriors who were practicing martial arts had all seen it. One or two martial arts fanatics were still doing their own things. Even if the sky fell, they would not be distracted.

“Ding Hao?” Xie Jieyu finally noticed Ding Hao. Uncontrollably pleasantly surprise emerged in her pair of pure eyes like autumn spring water in a mountain stream. Dragging a red sword higher than herself, with a string of sparks on the slate floor, she walked up quickly, looked at Ding Hao excitedly and said: “Why are you here?”

Ding Hao also did not expect that he could meet Xie Jieyu here, and he was about to say something...

“Hum, it’s you this boy again? Do you come to steal the martial arts techniques as you sneak up on the blood warriors’ training square?” A mystifying voice came from the side. It was the mole boy who had conflicted with Ding Hao in the trial forest that day.

Ding Hao shook his head slightly. He really did not want to show any interest in his mad dog-like fellow him.

At this time, more than a dozen of teenager bloodline warriors came to circle around Ding Hao.

Seeing Xie Jieyu, the first beautiful girl, who never spoke to male disciples encouragingly, was so enthusiastic about a lowly registered disciple, these high-ranking teenagers felt sour in their hearts, and they were both envious and jealous.

“Why? Little bastard, are you not going to tell us why you sneak in here?” The mole boy was obviously looking for fault and said with a malicious smile: “It seems that I should call the Law Enforcement Team of the sect to have an effective interrogation.”

Before the voice had died away.

Swoosh!

Xie Jieyu’s crimson sword turned into a bloody stripe and ruthlessly chopped down the mole boy’s forehead.

“JieYu, what are you doing ...” The mole boy was both surprised and angry, and in a hurry he used his sword in his hand to withstand Xie Jieyu’s sword.

Clap!

The boy’s sword was cut into two pieces with one falling to the ground. Xie Jieyu’s bloody big sword stopped before it cut into the mole boy’s forehead. A sharp sword Qi pierced his skin and a trace of blood oozed out.