What will happen behind him, how people will talk about him, Yang Mucheng doesn't care at all.

Now.

Gu Nanxi was taking him to appreciate the situation of the entire Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect.

The suspended island of the Sword Sect is even as big as a county in his Daqian Dynasty. On the island, a super-large inner Qiankun array has been arranged, so the area of the island is actually about a hundred times larger than what it looks from the outside.

This small island is suspended at an altitude of hundreds of thousands of meters, surrounded by psychedelic arrays.

Even if someone with a heart looks at it, the entire Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect is just an ordinary cloud floating in the sky.

"How many floating islands are there built by the inner disciples?"

Yang Mucheng suddenly thought.

Tomorrow he will arrest the 'island core', so let's learn more about the relevant news.

"Saint, there are only more than 3,000 in total at present. "Gu Nanxi Road.

"So little?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows, but he heard that this Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect had existed for at least more than twenty thousand years, how could there only be such a few inner disciples.

"Holy Lord, you don't know ......"

Gu Nanxi explained.

After her explanation, Yang Mucheng knew.

Originally.

In the history of these Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sects, a total of fifty or sixty thousand suspended islands have been built. Every island built has to be infused with its own spiritual sense. If the owner dies, the suspended island will also collapse. Only those who are still alive so far, the island is still suspended.

Of these more than 3,000 people, not all of them are in the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect.

Some of them are missing, even the sect can't contact them, maybe they are trapped in some kind of ancient formation. Some left the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, or established their own sect and established their own family. Some traveled to the Kyushu continent and occasionally returned to the sect.

"I look at those floating islands, some big and some small, what's going on?"

Yang Mucheng continued to ask.

The islands surrounding the Sword Sect are all of different sizes.

Could it be that it has something to do with the core of the island?

"Holy Lord, this has something to do with the core of the island! Tomorrow, when you enter the core tower, you will see the core of the island. There are a total of seven levels of these cores, and the higher the level, the larger the small island will be......" Gu Nanxi's explanation confirmed Yang Mucheng's guess. "However, when you enter the core tower tomorrow, don't grab the highest-level island core!"

"Why?" Yang Mucheng was surprised.

"Because, the higher the level of the island core, the more difficult it is to grab. Each person only has three chances, and if they fail, if they want to enter the core tower again, they will have to wait three years!"

"That Beigong Sword in the square, he came to the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect one hundred and twenty years ago. Every time, he stared at the highest-level island core to grab, but without exception, it was a failure. You can settle for the next best thing and look for the next level of island cores. ”

"The highest-level island core has been untouched for more than three hundred years. ”

Gunanxi Road.

......

The superlative island core?

In addition to Yang Mucheng, Lin Lao Mo and Zhao Yangxie also got relevant content about the core of the island from their slaves.

"The higher the core level of the island, the larger the condensed island will be, and the more heaven and earth aura will be absorbed in the future?"

"The core of this small island is equivalent to your own territory?"

"In the future, can we establish a place for alchemy, forging, and cultivation on this small island?"

"Naturally, the bigger the island, the better!"

Almost all of us imagine it that way.

The size of the island is related to one's own cultivation in the future.

In the same way, he can also show his identity in the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect.

No one wants their own island to be weaker than others, and everyone's goal is to focus on the highest-level island core!

Except for Lin Lao Mo and Zhao Yangxie, who, like Yang Mucheng, were rookies who had just come to the Wandao Sword Sect. There are also those similar to Beigong Sword, who came thirty years earlier than them, and even hundreds of years old-timers, who also set their sights on the core of the island of the highest level.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, the Core Tower.

Outside the tower.

Except for Yang Mucheng and a few others, they had already come to the core tower early.

"Emperor Yang, are you here?"

"Emperor Yang, you're here too......"

Seeing Yang Mucheng coming, Zhao Yangye and the others hurriedly greeted him.

Yang Mucheng also bowed slightly.

However, when the martial artists of the group of 'old-timers' of Beigong Sword saw Yang Mucheng, they only glanced at it lightly, and then took it back. They have been in the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect for a long time, and they have seen more. For martial artists from the outside world, the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect is a fish and dragon pool.

No matter how powerful you are in the outside world and how high your status is, after entering this Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, you will have to start again and start again!

Some of them were unknown in the outside world, but after entering the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, they advanced by leaps and bounds, leaving everyone behind. There are also some people who have been famous in the outside world, but after entering the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, they completely lost their voices, and finally had to regret quitting.

Yesterday, Yang Mucheng exerted power in the square, making tens of thousands of disciples kneel and surrender, this method is terrifying, but in the eyes of others, it is nothing more than that.

There were even people who secretly laughed.

"Don't look at your current bouncing Huan, maybe after a while, you will have to quit the Sword Sect!"

"What is he doing, I don't know how many such geniuses have entered the Sword Sect, but how long can they hold on?"

"Yes, it's been another three years, and this time we must capture the highest-level island core!"

In the midst of the words of the people.

The core tower, which had been closed, opened the stone door.

The crowd rushed in.

"It's ......"

"This is the core of the island?"

"Doesn't that seem too difficult?"

But see.

The whole tower, like a straight upward passage, is hundreds of meters high. Between these long passages, there were fist-sized objects that radiated light. It's not big, but it has unimaginable power.

"Isn't it too difficult?"

At this time, someone heard Zhao Yangxie's words, and couldn't help but sneer: "Raise your heads and look at those small island cores flying on the top of the tower!"

Everyone heard the sound and looked.

Saw.

As the height of the core tower increases, there are also many cores that are flying rapidly. The light of these cores was much stronger than what they had seen before, and the speed of their flight was getting faster and faster. Even, at the top of the tower, the core of the dozen or so highest-level islands, the speed of flight is even difficult to capture with the naked eye!

I can't even see it, so how can I catch the core of these small islands?

"Is that the highest-level island core?"

Yang Mucheng raised his head and looked at the topmost and brightest island cores, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

PS1: Thanks for the tip of the villain i who picked up the rags.

PS2: No one has rewarded in the past few days, no one has voted?555...... Ask for everything~

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