Chapter 1115: Worry, Hidden Sword Daoist

Debt repayment +6

In the void, sword intent kept condensing, condensing into tiny flying swords.

These flying swords were extremely tiny, even as thick as a strand of hair.

But they were indeed swords.

Billions upon billions of swords!

All these tiny sword intents pointed at He Pingsheng, floating in the void and trembling slightly, coordinating with the humming sounds of the immortal swords of the surrounding cultivators.

For a time, all things resonated, and the sound and formation grew larger and larger.

Ji Wuxin, although pale at this moment, had a look of arrogant pride on his pale face.

"Impressive!"

"With the reinforcement of sword intent, this fellow's combat power will increase several times!"

"Yes, this Grand Competition, Ji Wuxin is definitely first place, no suspense!"

"So he is Ji Wuxin!"

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Impressive!"

The surrounding people all discussed one after another.

He Pingsheng smiled.

He remembered one thing: back when he competed with Ji Wuxin in Qiankun Immortal City, Ji Wuxin had said he had one more divine ability he hadn't refined, and if he did, he would definitely be able to defeat He Pingsheng.

Looking at it now, the divine ability he spoke of back then should be this sword intent, right?

He Pingsheng didn't show his own sword intent either.

He just picked up the teacup in his hand, then buckled it onto the table slowly.

The next moment, a silent and soundless power blasted out from the bottom of his cup.

In less than a breath, the billions upon billions of tiny sword intents condensed into small swords in this lobby all collapsed.

Not a single one left.

Moreover, another formless sword intent shot straight at Ji Wuxin's face.

Ji Wuxin was so scared that his body stepped back several steps, only to find that He Pingsheng hadn't used sword intent to attack him at all.

He was just scaring him.

"Hoo..." Ji Wuxin took a deep breath, bowed to He Pingsheng, and turned to leave.

He Pingsheng didn't deliberately show sword intent, but with one lift of his hand, he broke Ji Wuxin's sword intent. Others couldn't see the end of this move, but Ji Wuxin, as a genius who had comprehended sword intent, must have understood.

"Junior Feng Shishu..."

Star Emperor City, in a massive courtyard!

An old man was sitting in an exquisite pavilion, hiding a handful of fish food in his hand, throwing it bit by bit into the water pool under the pavilion.

Golden-red carp leaped from the pond, competing to snatch the fish food falling from the sky.

Ji Wuxin stood respectfully outside the pavilion, lowered his head, and shouted.

The old man turned his head: "Come up... how is it?"

"Did you go to test him?"

The old man was Ji Wuxin's Junior Feng Shishu.

Ji Wuxin's Master was the owner of Star Emperor City, and also the owner of the entire Yu Emperor Star: Lord Star Emperor!

Unfortunately, Lord Star Emperor was too busy on weekdays and couldn't teach every disciple personally.

Therefore, someone was sent to teach Ji Wuxin on his behalf.

And the old man known as Junior Feng Shishu in front of Ji Wuxin was also effectively his Master: Hidden Sword Daoist.

"Tested!" Ji Wuxin walked onto the pavilion: "He Pingsheng's cultivation has now reached the tenth layer of the Human Immortal Stage, only a thread lower than Junior's!"

"However, just now I tested him from four aspects: pressure, spiritual power, spiritual sense, and sword intent, and I... I couldn't suppress the other party!"

"Even... in some aspects, he seems even more fierce than Junior!"

"Oh?" Hidden Sword Daoist was somewhat surprised: "You mean you can't beat him?"

"Junior Feng Shishu!" Ji Wuxin said: "Perhaps we are evenly matched, but this He Pingsheng has one thing Junior cannot compare to!"

"That is, he is a Five-Element Spirit Root, and he has also cultivated five dantians!"

"If we are evenly matched, without relying on external force or pills, fighting to the end, Junior's immortal essence will definitely be exhausted before his!"

Hidden Sword Daoist threw all the fish food into the pond below in one go and said faintly: "In the end, you still can't beat him?"

Ji Wuxin said: "I am fifty-fifty with him, or forty-sixty, and Junior's chance of winning should be one percent lower!"

Ji Wuxin was not a blindly arrogant person.

On the contrary, he was very cautious.

He never underestimated an opponent, nor did he overestimate himself.

"This competition is very critical; everyone feels you should win first place!"

"You take first place; that is a matter of course!"

"If you can't take first place, it will disappoint Lord Star Emperor, and perhaps from then on you will never have the chance to accept Lord Star Emperor's personal instruction again!"

"So... you must take first place!"

"Take first place this time, and you will have the chance to become the next Star Emperor of Yu Emperor Star!"

"You cannot have any mistakes in this competition with He Pingsheng!"

"I don't want any fifty-fifty or forty-sixty!"

"What I want is that you must win!"

Hidden Sword Daoist stood up from the bench in the pavilion: "But the competition is tomorrow, and now it's almost impossible to eliminate He Pingsheng!"

"However, I am willing to go over and see if I can persuade him to leave voluntarily!"

"Speak, where is he?"

Ji Wuxin was overjoyed and immediately told Hidden Sword Daoist He Pingsheng's address.

Hidden Sword Daoist didn't stop for a moment and came directly to the Immortal Guest House.

Without much effort, he found He Pingsheng.

"Senior, you are..." He Pingsheng opened his room door a crack, stuck his round head out, and looked at Hidden Sword Daoist.

Hidden Sword Daoist gestured: "Let's go to your Daoist field to talk!"

"Good!"

People had already come to his door, and the key was that he couldn't see through this person's cultivation.

He couldn't refuse, and refusing had no meaning.

"He Pingsheng, right!" After entering He Pingsheng's room, Hidden Sword Daoist reached out, pinched a barrier to wrap the two of them: "I will speak directly!"

"My name is Hidden Sword!"

"I am a capable assistant to Lord Star Emperor, and at the same time, I am also at the Golden Immortal cultivation level!"

Hiss hiss hiss...

He Pingsheng was shocked and gasped.

Good fellow!

Golden Immortal?

Eternal Golden Immortal?

The one with infinite lifespan who could already comprehend the Great Dao laws between heaven and earth?

"I came for your competition tomorrow!"

"Ji Wuxin is my disciple; he cannot lose!"

"Can you... lose?"

Hidden Sword stared at He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng smiled: "I can do anything... The reason I participated in this Sword Trial Grand Competition this time was not for the ranking, but for that wish from Lord Star Emperor!"

"Oh?" Hidden Sword said: "That's easy to talk about. Although I am not the Star Emperor, as long as it is a wish that the Star Emperor can satisfy, I can basically do it too!"

"Speak, what is your wish?"

He Pingsheng had nothing to hide and said bluntly: "Junior wants a complete immortal method for refining the spirit. If Senior has such an immortal method, I will definitely lose in tomorrow's competition!"

"Hahahahaha..."

"Hahahahaha..."

Hidden Sword Daoist laughed loudly with joy: "I wondered what kind of amazing wish it was; it turns out to be so worthless!"

"Here..."

"What a coincidence, I happen to have it!"

"Of course, if you like, you can take them all!"

Clap clap clap clap...

Six jade slips all fell onto the table in front of He Pingsheng! ===== CHAPTER 1116 =====