Chapter 77： Local talent!

After traveling the whole Lingnan County in silence, he returned to Dongxing City, where Chenghuan’s parents shared the joy of reunion.

The head of the Shen family, the ancestor of the Shen family, Shen Dongtian, was silent when he left the pass.

Shen Dongtian is an old man with a triple-celestial cultivation level, with a majestic face and an easy-going manner.

He encouraged the silent record, and warned him not to be proud, and to stay enterprising at all times and lean against his cousin.

"Ziyunzong is too young. I have told Shengwu about you. If the time comes, you may be able to take you to a larger world. Don't lose his face by then."

Shen Dongtian chuckled softly. As the head of the family, he felt that he was still good. He neither bullied others, but also often helped the younger generations. Under the leadership of him and his grandson, the Shen family would definitely become stronger and stronger.

Shen Beiwang looked a little weird after hearing these words, but although he was arrogant, he was not a person who had renounced his ancestors and abandoned his ancestors, so he should be honest.

Silent smiled indifferently, and said, "Thank you for your support."

Shen Dongtian has three sons, all of whom are unremarkable, but the eldest grandson is very talented. He has been carefully cultivated in the image of a strong man who is skilled in the art of looking at the womb. After he was born, he was directly taken into a super sect. .

When he opened his veins to build the foundation at the age of six, Tianyu Pavilion was shocked by his talent and was directly listed in the top ten of Qianlong list.

No matter how successful Silence and Lin Ran's achievements and amazing talents are, they are not the first young people in Lingnan County.

Shengwu of the Shen Family, a prefecture talent!

It should be noted that although talent is not absolute strength, it is an indispensable element for the strong.

The profound level talent has only one chance to break through the law realm. As long as the martial artist of the earth level talent does not die halfway, the law realm is almost in his pocket!

The reason why Yang Xun promoted Shen's family to the fourth first-class family in Lingnan County, apart from showing his favor to silence, may not have not considered Shen Shengwu's reasons.

Then Shen Dongtian silenced his father and son for An, and finally stepped back from the position of Patriarch and passed it to Shen Beiwang.

But everyone with a discerning eye knows that Shen Beiwang is just a transition, and the future of the Shen family is still Shen Shengwu after all!

In the backyard of the Shen family, Shen Beiwang finally got out of a series of red tapes, pinching his eyebrows and muttering: "I don't have any rights at all, I'm the owner of a fart..."

He was not a person who loves power. He used to fight with Shen Beilin for silence, but now Shen Mo is stronger than him, so naturally he doesn't care about the position of Patriarch.

Helpless, Shen Beilin is dead, and Shen Dongtian's three sons are ineffective, so this burden can only fall on his shoulders.

Silent smiled helplessly, and suddenly isolated the world with powerful true essence, Shen Beiwang was taken aback, looking at him puzzled.

"Congratulations to my father for being promoted to the position of Patriarch. My son is not talented. He has nothing to do. He can only use his flowers and congratulate him."

A long sword suddenly appeared in the silent hand. It was the sword of the sword **** Misty Rain, Qingyan: "This sword was given to me by my father. Now my belongings are returned to the original owner. I have broken the seal of this sword by half. Cheng Du, the sharp edge of the local sword."

"The final seal needs to be solved by the father himself."

Shen Beiwang frowned and shouted: "What is given to you is yours, take it back to me!"

Silent and smiled. He had used swords many times when he traveled to Lingnan County, and believed that it was no longer a secret that he "got" the inheritance of the sword god.

Shen Bei saw the silent gaze resolutely, and remembered the words he had transmitted to him at the county guard house, so he had no choice but to accept it.

"Father, did the Sword God Misty Rain really die from exhaustion?" Silently remembered the dilapidated picture he had obtained from Feng Yan, and asked with a little distress in his heart.

Shen Beiwang looked at him and uttered three words with deep meaning: "Thousand Sword Sect!"

How could a generation of sword gods die so easily?

It is true that he was seriously injured in the battle with the elder of Ten Thousand Demon Sect, but it was not to the point that he could not be suppressed.

The Thousand Sword Sect, who is named after the sword, would never want to see the second Sword Sect in Lingnan County!

"What are the two fathers and sons whispering, not even me?"

A graceful woman in the distance came with a tea tray smiling and asked curiously.

Wei Nangui had a steady and heavy footsteps. In order to save Shen Beiwang, he used secret methods to forcibly break through the sequelae of the Profound Origin Realm. The sequelae had disappeared without a trace, and even his cultivation level was getting more and more refined.

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After half a month of reunion with his parents, the silence returned to Ziyun Sect.

The next day, a majestic voice spread to Ziluo Peak.

Silent eyes flickered, pondering for a long time, and slowly let out a breath: "It should come, it will come!"

On the adjacent Ziran Peak, a man in hemp robe frowned as he watched the streamer going away, he also got up and left.

"Brother Mu Tuo, Lin Ran, please see me!" Lin Ran came to the depths of Ziyun Sect outside a mountain that was shrouded in clouds all year round, arching his hands.

Mu Tuo is the true brother of Ziyun Sect before Lin Ran, and is also a direct disciple of the suzerain!

Mu Tuo walked out of the fog and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Lin is unparalleled, why is there time to come to my peak today?"

After the silence went out of Ziluo Peak, he did not go directly to the Ziyun Temple, but went to the Dharma Transmission Hall, looking at the loud drunkard, hesitated.

"Ziyun Sect, it's never an unreasonable place." A voice rang in his mind.

Silence is clear, Chao Zizhen respectfully bows.

After the battle of the Zidang Mountains, all the elders of Ziyun Sect and even the lord Lu Shandao can steal from silence, but Zizhen has not been detected by the Wandao stealing system.

In the Ziyun Palace, the silence was unexpected. There was no elder except Lu Shandao, which made the silent heart sink slightly.

"I have three questions, please solve your doubts." Lu Shandao gave a silent look condescendingly, his expression neither happy nor sad.

"Sect Master, please!" Silence is neither humble nor overbearing.

"First question, why do you know the martial arts and techniques of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect?"

"Inherited from the master."

Silence had already envisaged such a situation, so naturally he was prepared for it.

Lu Shandao didn't entangle the Silent Master, because the Sword God Yanyu once killed a supreme elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, even if there are more than ten thousand demon sect secrets, it is not surprising.

"Second question, when did you learn my Zong Lizong magical power, and the purple energy came to the east?" Lu Shandao's eyes focused, his eyes cold.

Silence took a deep breath, wanting to say that he learned it after selecting this magical power in the Hall of Transmission. Although this reason was a bit untenable, he couldn't think of silence anymore.

Just at this time, the door of Ziyun Palace opened, Lin Ran stepped forward and bowed to Lu Shandao, saying: "Report to the lord, when I practiced Ziqi to come to the east, Junior Brother Shen broke in by mistake, thinking it was my enlightenment. Inspiration, only then learned!"

Lu Shandao squinted his eyes slightly, and quietly tapped the seat with his **** in his right hand. He suddenly said, "Third question, silence, don't you think that your mirror breaking speed is a bit faster?"

There is a treasure specially designed to test the talents of the martial artist in the Ziyun Temple. Silently walked to one of the pillars, patted it with a big hand, and the purple pillar flashed immediately.

Green light is a common talent, green light is a yellow-level talent, yellow light is a profound-level talent, orange light is a land-level talent, and red light is a heaven-level talent...

Lu Shandao, sitting high in the main seat, suddenly rose into the sky, his eyes widened and his breathing almost stagnated.

After seeing the full yellow light on the talented purple pillar, a burst of orange light suddenly burst out!

Silence, local talent!