Who knows what Old Man Sang went through to reach such a perverted state.

It's hard to say that for him, those so-called tortures were just enjoyment.

Dou Sang... There was a smile at the corners of Xu Xiaoshou's eyes.

Ba Zunzhen did not answer, but still followed his own intention and said: "It's a long journey from the Eastern Region to the Central Region, and then to the Guizhe Holy Mountain."

"Now that you are innate, you will probably become a saint when you reach that place."

"Wouldn't it be beautiful to go to the Holy Mountain and pick people out in a grand manner?"

Xu Xiaoshou was speechless for a moment.

How come this man is more confident than himself?

Starting from here, he reached the Holy Mountain of Guizhe and became a saint. Where did he come from... Thaksin?

"You are a three-breath innate, a peerless genius who has been a three-year swordsman, but you haven't become a saint after so many years. Why do you think so highly of me?" Xu Xiaoshou looked amused.

"I'm different." Ba Zunzhen looked very serious. "In my eyes, there is no such thing as a saint. Saint is too vague."

"How to say?"

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

The saint is still elusive, how can you let others live?

"Do you know about Void Island?" Ba Zunzun grabbed the weeds and crushed them on his fingertips, while saying: "You should have seen the Holy Emperor in the White Cave?"

Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

Really the Holy Emperor?

Not a semi-saint?

He nodded slightly.

"The saying 'Unless you become a saint, you will always be a slave' is not nonsense, but even if you become a saint, many people still have difficulty breaking free from the shackles and cannot escape the fate of saint slaves."

Ba Zunzhen paused as he spoke, tilted his head, and stared at Xu Xiaoshou: "I saw this, so Feng Jian doesn't plan to take action again."

"That?" Xu Xiaoshou didn't know why.

He didn't even plan to take action again, so why did he still declare war on the Holy Temple and use a tree branch to severely humiliate Gou Wuyue, one of the Seven Sword Immortals?

This is a complete slap in the face!

Now you're just waiting for someone to take revenge, and yet... you're not taking action?

"You can only take action when you are almost ready."

The eight saints smiled knowingly, knowing what Xu Xiaoshou was thinking, and continued: "The saint is too slim, and the saint emperor has no way to save the world, so I want to become a god, and I will wait until the day I draw my sword again to kill this filthy world.

Drenched with blood."

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked for a moment.

Even Mu Zixi, who was sitting in the back and eavesdropping on the conversation between the two, was also shocked by these words.

She already knew that she was facing the legendary Eighth Sword Immortal.

But I never thought that the Eighth Sword Immortal’s ambition would be so grand?

Xu Xiaoshou was silent for a while, but couldn't help but ask: "Are you high?"

"Happy?"

"Being doubted, passive value, +1."

"You are not even a saint, yet you want to become a god directly? Why don't you go to heaven?" Xu Xiaoshou complained.

"Hahaha……"

Bazun laughed loudly and stopped speaking for a long time: "You question me?"

"Um."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded without hesitation.

Ba Zunzhen suddenly twitched the corners of his lips. He really didn't expect this person to be so direct.

He sighed.

"Young man, do you know my legend?"

Xu Xiaoshou bared his teeth: "As far as legends are concerned, any divinity or beautification is all fake. From what I can see, there is only dirt... uh, sloppy... uh, average, pretty good."

OK."

Seeing the other party's increasingly gloomy expression, Xu Xiaoshou made his choice.

Ba Zunzun smiled hoarsely and said: "Do you know the concept of three-breath innateness? This is not a legend, it is really three breaths, and I stepped into innateness."

"So?" Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyebrows.

Ba Zunxun clasped his fingers and said: "Three-year Sword Immortal is not an exaggeration, but it also does not represent the level of my cultivation."

"I just traveled around the mainland for three years. When I wanted to, I made a breakthrough from Xiantian to Sword Immortal. I just didn't get the title of Sword Immortal."

Xu Xiaoshou's heart twitched.

Damn it, I was tricked!

"Are you competing for the title of Sword Immortal..."

He keenly captured a piece of information and asked: "So that time you fought against Hua... Sword Immortal, is there any inside story?"

Ba Zunzhen shook his head and did not answer, but continued his wandering thoughts.

"What I want to say is that they are all realms. Why can I break through from ordinary people to Xiantian, and then from Xiantian to Taixu, but I can't directly cross the Holy Realm from Taixu and enter the divine court?"

Xu Xiaoshou was once again shocked by this man's bold words.

He mumbled a few times, but was speechless.

this……

Can this be the same?

He tilted his head and Mu Zixi looked at each other, and both of them saw the words in each other's eyes: What a loud tone!

What Xu Xiaoshou knew was that the Half-Saint was already at the top of the continent, not to mention that there was a Saint Emperor on top of it.

Those who truly entered the realm of gods in ancient times cannot even pronounce their names.

The Sword God of the Eastern Region.

According to legend, it was created by Gulouying, one of the ten ancient ancestors of the sword.

Gu Lou Ying is not his real name. The world just refers to the aloof figure on the "Ten Swords Suppressing the Tower" handed down by him.

The so-called sword ancestor is the first generation sword wielder who created the ancient sword cultivator.

Nine great swordsmanships, eighteen sword styles, three thousand kendos... all came from his hands.

Only such a person deserves to be called ancestor, sword ancestor; god, sword god!

The uncle in front of me...

"Where did you get the courage?" Xu Xiaoshou stabbed him suddenly.

Bazunzhen surprisingly did not refute.

He held his hands behind his head, assuming the posture of Xu Xiaoshou lying on his body just now, which was really comfortable.

"Maybe it's... conceited!"

He shook his head and said no more.

Xu Xiaoshou was silent.

conceited……

He said he was conceited, so what else could he say?

But look at this guy, he talks about being conceited, but his expression doesn't look conceited at all.

With that relaxed and carefree smile, he simply treated this matter as a common thing like eating and drinking water, and said it in a sparse and ordinary way.

conceited?

Be more confident!

But if you want to say "confidence"...

Xu Xiaoshou really felt that this was a bit too conceited.

Damn it, I've been tricked again!

"Where do you want to go?"

Ba Zunzun paused for a moment, then brought back the topic again.

He didn't even give Xu Xiaoshou time to reply, and said: "I told you my story, and I think you can do it too, so if you really don't have any direction, you might as well do what I said before."
To be continued...