Chapter 4211: The Living Saint

"Master, this mural is really indestructible.

However, with the strength of the master, is there no way to destroy this mural?

If so, wouldn't it be invincible to use it to make a spirit treasure? "

After several trials, the boy finally accepted his master's words.

At the same time, several thoughts rose in my mind.

If some stone strips were snapped off from the mural to make a sword, wouldn't this sword be indestructible?

"Since it can't be destroyed, how can you refine it into a pendulum? Don't think that you are the only one who is smart in this world. Someone has already tried what you think of."

The boy's master showed a trace of exclamation on his face, and taught the disciple behind him:

"This mural was left by a saint in ancient times, and the person holding the sword in the mural is presumably that saint.

After years of wind and rain, none of the murals could be damaged in the slightest.

Even a small grain of sand, even the strongest person today can't pry it away! "

"Wow!"

All the boys were shocked, and they couldn't help looking forward to the saint who left this mural in ancient times.

"Master, someone is planning to cut off the mural."

The boy turned around suddenly.

"Who is so whimsical?"

The boy's master swept his smiling eyes and locked onto a figure.

Not only him, almost everyone present looked at Ning Qi.

Ning Qi stood in mid-air, gesticulating with his hands, as if he was calculating the angle, and was about to cut off the mural.

"Don't worry, this kind of person will appear from time to time, and he will leave after a while."

The boy's master smiled.

As soon as the words fell, everyone saw Ning Qi wave his hand lightly, and then the entire mural was cut off from the mountain and suspended in mid-air.

Then Ning Qi tapped lightly again, and the mural disappeared in a flash.

On the mountain, there is a square hole.

However, the murals left by the ancient saints have disappeared.

The sound in the Valley of the Saints disappeared in an instant, only some birds and insects were left.

The eyes of countless people all fell on Ning Qi.

"Master, Master, the mural is gone!"

The boy stammered.

"I see, I'm not blind!"

The boy's master swallowed, and said.

He looked at Ning Qi's eyes, full of horror.

What means?

The Sage Valley has existed for so many years, and no one has ever been able to leave the slightest trace of the sage mural on it, but the whole piece was cut off, and the other party directly took it away?

"This, senior, this is a mural of a saint, how could you..."

Someone stammered and said.

His tone did not dare to be disrespectful, but facing the removal of the sage mural, he could only choose to speak out. This is a mythical relic that has existed in the Sage Valley for many years!

But more people chose to remain silent at this time.

Are they stupid?

Of course not stupid!

The other party's ability to take away the mural of the saint so casually shows how powerful the other party's methods are. It is unprecedentedly powerful. Even the number one expert in the world today cannot do this.

"I can leave you a picture that is exactly the same, there is no difference anyway."

Ning Qi smiled and waved his hand lightly, and everyone saw that the mountain wall had returned to its original state.

It seems that it is exactly as Ning Qi said, there is no difference at all.

The next moment, Ning Qi and Shou Ruchun left the place.

It wasn't until Ning Qi disappeared for a dozen breaths that everyone gradually came back to their senses.

"Master, is this mural a mural of a saint?"

The boy had a strange expression on his face.

"probably?"

The boy's master had a thought, and a flying sword rose into the air, directly stabbing at the mural of the saint.

boom!

As soon as Feijian touched the mural of the saint, it turned into scrap metal and fell from mid-air.

The boy's master spit out a mouthful of blood arrows, and looked at the mural of the saint in horror, "This, this, how is this possible? Why is the mural of the saint even more terrifying than before?"

He tried it with the flying sword before, but he said that the murals could not be damaged, as long as the strength was mastered, the flying sword would not be damaged by bumps.

But just now, he clearly used more careful strength, but the flying sword was still turned into scrap copper and iron. The only explanation is that this saint mural is even scarier than before!

Seeing this, many people also tried to test it one after another, and finally came to a conclusion.

The murals of saints are indeed more terrifying than before!

"The one just now may have taken away the real mural of the saint and left a counterfeit one."

"It's just that the counterfeit murals are more terrifying than the real murals. Could it be...is that a saint?"

Everyone was shocked.

At this moment, someone suddenly noticed a black dot flying from the sky, and it appeared above everyone in an instant.

This person is the lord of the Celestial Sect who currently sits in the Valley of the Saints and is regarded as the number one expert in the world today!

"I've been waiting to meet Sovereign Cetian!"

The people below immediately bowed their hands and saluted.

Not long after, countless figures came through the air and stood behind Cetian Sect Master. These are the elders of Cetian Sect.

Any one in today's world is also a famous person.

"Sovereign, this disciple just saw with his own eyes that someone cut off the mural of a saint with his bare hands, and then he said that he can leave us an identical one, and ask the Sect Master to decide."

A figure rose through the air, came to Sect Master Cetian, clasped his fists and said in a low voice.

"So, this mural of a saint is no longer the original one?"

Sovereign Cetian muttered to himself.

"Sovereign, I think it's just a cover-up. The Valley of the Sages has been passed down for many years, and no one can injure a single foot of the murals. Who can cut off the whole piece?"

An elder of Cetianzong stepped forward and clasped his fists.

"I saw it with my own eyes. It's definitely not an illusion. Sovereign Master, the mural of the saint is different from the original one. The Sovereign Master only needs to try it to know."

The former Cetianzong monk was dissatisfied with the elder's suspicion of his words, so he suggested to Cetianzong.

"Okay, let's try it."

Sect Master Cetian looked at the mural with a solemn expression. The next moment, he slowly raised his hand, and a sword flew out from his fingertips, attacking the mural with a terrifying aura.

"As expected of the number one master in the world today, just the coercion of this sword makes me unable to move..."

"If this saint mural is fake, this sword can smash it!"

boom!

As soon as Sect Master Cetian's sword hit the mural, it immediately turned into scrap copper and iron and fell to the ground.

A faint blush appeared on the face of Sovereign Cetian, and a trace of blood slowly slipped from the corner of his mouth.

Everyone watched this scene dumbfounded.

In their hearts, they have gradually come to the conclusion that the person who took away the murals and left them just now has a cultivation level that is definitely much higher than that of Sect Master Cetian. He may really be... a living saint! Not the perennially cold dead saint on the murals!