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Calming himself down, Fan Wuji stood up, his eyes blazing as he looked at the mist-shrouded area. At this moment, the gazes of countless Demon Kings had gathered onto him. There was jealousy, envy, hatred, enmity, anger, unwillingness …

As a mere human, he wasn't even at the top 49. What qualifications did he have to have the Holy Lord personally answer a question?

These words were the thoughts of all the demons present. In their hearts, what they could not accept the most was not that they couldn't, but that others had obtained it. Such complicated thoughts were not only possessed by demi-humans, but also by humans.

He stood there calmly in the face of the countless gazes that wished for nothing more than to kill him. He was completely unafraid of these demon kings.

Fan Wuji muttered to himself, "What is the origin code?"

These four short words were the answer to his question. The crowd of demon kings present, as well as the supreme demonic immortal, Lin Qingmo, were all extremely puzzled. They did not know why he would ask such a question.

"Such a good opportunity, not asking any practical questions, and instead asking for the source of the problem." "He is truly ambitious, and he has wasted such a great opportunity for nothing." Lin Qingmo sighed gently.

In his opinion, to ask the Lord the question, he must ask himself the most perplexing and valuable question at the moment.

"The origin is the source of all living things. It is the essence, the essence, the core, the body. It is the origin of all living things. However, there were many things in this world. Everything was like sand in the desert, and every single thing, every single thing, was the source of his existence. I wonder what source you are asking about? "

"Lord Holy Lord." I am a swordsman. I have already comprehended the Extreme Realm Sword Intent, but I am still unable to comprehend what the Origin Sword Intent is? " Fan Wuji raised his eyebrows, his spirits high as he asked with a tinge of sharpness.

This was his greatest confusion and his greatest desire. His sword intent had no attribute. In terms of power, it was inferior to those attribute sword intents. However, he understood that the attribute sword intent was actually already on the wrong path. The true sword intent should be the manifestation of the origin, the purest, purest, and the most round and flawless. His Non-Attribute Sword Intent was like a piece of white paper. Although it did not have the slightest bit of inscriptions, it still had the potential to directly link up with the Origin Sword Intent.

"I have cultivated for tens of thousands of years, although I do not specialize in sword arts. However, he could use the mountain stone to take the jade. Over the years, I've trained in a myriad of other techniques, and have slightly mastered them as well. Now that I can tell you my understanding of swordsmanship, I hope it will be of help to you. " The calm voice of the Saint Lord resounded once more.

At this moment, the Holy Lord began to slowly explain the Dao of Sword and Sword. His own level was shockingly high, and under the influence of his high status, he even had a good understanding of sword techniques that he was not proficient in.

Fan Wuji had been quietly listening. He was completely silent, but sometimes he was in high spirits. Sometimes he would ponder deeply, sometimes he would suddenly come to a realization, sometimes he would ponder, and sometimes he would inwardly clap his teeth.

In a short period of time, Fan Wuji's demeanor changed by seventeen or eighteen times. At this time, the Holy Lord's voice suddenly stopped. He bowed in the direction of the Holy Lord with an expression of intoxicated reluctance.

After bowing, he raised his head and said, "Lord Holy Lord, my understanding towards the way of the sword has truly broadened my horizons. "However …"

However, once the two words were said, the demon kings all looked at him with doubt in their eyes.

"Young man, if you have anything to say, just say it." I am not an obstinate and unyielding person who is proud, I will definitely not stop you from speaking. " The voice that came from the mist didn't waver.

Fan Wuji nodded his head, "Although Sir Holy Lord's swordplay is extraordinary, there are still a few places where it has quite a few flaws."

When these words were spoken, the entire audience fell into a deathly silence. After a few short breaths of dead silence, the surrounding hundreds and thousands of Monster Kings were in an uproar. Immediately, the Monster Kings that came to listen to the sermon exploded.

"Arrogant." "A mere Spirit Sea Realm warrior dares to say that the words of the Saint Lord are flawed."

"The Holy Lord has cultivated for tens of thousands of years. He is an existence that has touched upon the dao. How could he be wrong? "

"From what I see, this human is just a hypocrite, acting mysterious here."

"Apologize. We must apologize to the Monster race and to the Holy Lord. "

"A mere Spirit Sea Realm warrior is so arrogant. This old man's realm is not something that he can speculate about. "

At this very moment, the sounds of punishment could be heard endlessly. One voice after another came from the mouths of the Monster Kings. These voices gathered together, forming a sound wave that soared into the heavens.

"Silence!"

When these two words came out from the fog, it wasn't loud, nor did it carry any emotion, but it seemed to possess great magic. The moment the two words came out, in just a few breaths' time, the sound of the voices had disappeared and the whole place had become silent. There was only the faint sound of breathing in the air.

"Young man." You said that my Sword Truth is flawed. I was very happy. After all, at our level of cultivation, we have already touched upon the Dao. The pursuit of power, wealth, status, etc. "Our hearts only belong to cultivation, to the Great Dao, and to the exploration of the road ahead." The Holy Master's voice sounded like a glacier that had existed for tens of thousands of years.

Very soon, Fan Wuji's expression changed. His face was full of seriousness, and he began to slowly recount the path of the sword. When he had lectured on the Dao of the Sword, he had explained it in accordance with some points in the Dao of the Sword which the Holy Master had lectured on.

After about the time it takes to make a cup of tea, he finally recounted all of these flaws. Moreover, not only had he pointed out the flaws, but he had also told the Sacred Masters how to fix them.2

At this moment, not a single sound came from the fog-shrouded area. Although the Demon Kings and Demon Immortals present did not see the expression of the Saint Lord, they understood that he had been silent, which meant that Fan Wuji was not spouting nonsense.

After a long while, the Holy Lord continued, "Humans have a saying, 'My teacher will be the only one who can walk with three people. In the past, I didn't quite agree with that. However, when I saw you today, I knew that you were telling the truth. "

At this moment, the Holy Lord's voice finally had a ripple of emotion. There were traces of emotion and emotion in his voice. And the way he addressed Fan Wuji, had changed from a young man to a young friend. This change in address meant a change in attitude, as well as a change in recognition of Fan Wuji.

"Little friend, are you interested? Come in and have a chat with me." The Holy Master immediately invited him.

This time, all of the Diremonster Immortals, Diremonsters, and Diremonsters all exploded. The commotion this time was even more shocking than the time when Fan Wuji had questioned the Holy Lord.

The demon race's Holy Lord was a supreme expert of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain that had lived for tens of thousands of years. In the space of tens of thousands of years, dozens of Demon Immortals were born. However, not a single one of them had received an invitation from the Holy Lord, nor had anyone ever seen him in person.

But now, the Holy Lord had taken the initiative to invite Fan Wuji in. This was the reason why all the demons felt this was inconceivable.

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