In the blink of an eye, a month has passed, and the enthusiasm for Zhou You to become a soul master has gradually dissipated, but it is still a topic among the villagers in their spare time.

And Zhou You also told a white lie, telling the old village chief that the soul master who had awakened him saw his potential and was going to take him to Maple Leaf City to go to school, and that he would not come back for a long time.

At the entrance of the village, the village chief and many villagers came to see Zhou You off!

The old village chief tremblingly handed a bundle to Zhou You's hand, with tears in his eyes.

"Child! This is the living expenses that the villagers have collected for you. You can save some yourself.

There is no requirement to get ahead, but you must ensure your own safety. If life outside is not good, come back, we will always welcome you!"

Zhou You solemnly took the baggage and looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, his nose couldn't help but feel sore.

Zhou You took a step back, knelt on the ground, kowtowed firmly, and shouted: "Grandpa, village chief, I have been grateful for your care for so long, and everyone, thank you for your help!"

"Child, what are you doing? Get up!"

When the village chief saw Zhou You kneeling on the ground, he quickly helped him up, and was very moved. He had watched this child grow up, and he had been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child. He hoped that he would not be bullied outside.

"That's right, Zhou Xiaowa, just come back and visit us when you have time. You can't repay us in return."

He is said to be middle-aged, but his eyebrows and hair are all silver-grey, and his eyes are as unfathomable as the sea, but there is a sense of seeing all the people, like an old man.

A clear lake appeared in front of us, with microwaves rippling on the surface.

The spirit is not as weak as the elderly, but as vigorous as a person in his prime.

Therefore, he could only stare at the lake that suddenly rippled, unable to say a word.

…

"It's broken. Is this me going crazy?"

After walking for one night and one morning, they arrived at a deserted mountain forest. The sword master felt uneasy and prepared to perform the twenty-one moves of the holy swordsmanship one last time before retreating to the world.

Everyone in the world knows that there are eighteen basic sword techniques, but even some swordsmen may not have seriously paid attention to practicing this basic sword technique. Most of them have practiced a few basic sword techniques and then skipped the sword.

Those who practice genealogy.

The martial arts world is stained with blood and killings are endless. This is a bloody world of killing!

Especially for a person like him who has no experience, no strength and no identity, it is even more dangerous.

And another force that is capable of standing on a foothold with the world is Wushuang City, Wushuang City controlled by the Dugu clan!

The sword energy gradually weakened and flew directly in front of the unconscious Zhou You.

In order to unify the martial arts world and give orders to the world, the world will begin to slaughter dissidents. Regardless of whether they are large or small forces or clans, as long as they disobey and surrender, they will be killed immediately!

At this moment, everything was completely silent, and there was only the figure of a person practicing basic swordsmanship between the sky and the earth.

Maybe, I will be buried in an unknown world, maybe I can come back alive and become a powerful soul master!

The sword master Dugu Jian was walking sadly in the wilderness woods. After his failure in the decisive battle with Wuming, the incarnation of the Heavenly Sword, yesterday, Dugu Jian was in a trance and kept walking aimlessly.

I saw him standing quietly in front of the wooden house near the water, his whole body bathed in golden light, like a statue.

It was as if he was holding a long sword in his hand, and his body made simple and straightforward movements.

When Zhou You fully understood the situation in this world, he seemed so surprised.

Although he cherishes the young man as a talented person, he relies on himself to practice martial arts. If he doesn't work hard on his own, no matter how many times others tell him, they are just talking to others.

A few gossips that I heard in the past few days came to mind again: the old demon of Bat Village defected from Ruyimen and joined Wushuang City, Xiongba made a duel with King Nie of the North Drinking Wild Sword at the Leshan Giant Buddha, and Baijian Villa harbored evil intentions and was banned by the court.

The young owner of the village was executed and disappeared...

"Which eighteen moves? You can explain and practice them one by one!" The cold voice of the sword master came again.

"The world is ignorant. They only seek advanced martial arts, but they don't know how to practice advanced martial arts if they can't even do the basics! It's just a laughing stock!"

"There is a saying in Jian Fu: The metaphysical sword has no one in ancient times, and thousands of swords respect it, worshiping it like a god."

Zhou You looked stunned and answered doubtfully, "As far as my disciple knows, there should be eighteen moves!"

"Time travel!"

A wooden house was built near the water. It was only about the size of a square. It may have been dilapidated due to years of disrepair, and it looked very desolate.

Zhou You was naturally overjoyed at such a result. The Holy Spirit Sword Technique, which the Sword Master is famous for, is definitely no worse than any other martial arts. According to his understanding, the Holy Spirit Sword Technique is one level higher than Xuantian Kung Fu.

Big cut.

Each move is full of agility and naturalness, making people want to stop and reluctant to look away.

Although he was an old man, his face was as tender and flushed as a baby's, and his hands were as white and flawless as egg whites peeled from their shells.

When he reached a deserted land, Zhou You plunged into the fully charged ancient bronze door and disappeared.

"I'm leaving. Don't send me any more gifts. I will definitely stand out next time we meet!" Zhou You said, turning around three times.

The sword master hurriedly walked forward and saw a fainted child, "I'm surrounded by the sword energy of the twenty-one sword style. Could it be that this child is born with a sword body?"

If the mountain is not high, there will be an immortal, and if the water is not deep, there will be a dragon!

No matter how dilapidated and desolate this wooden house is, it is still an extraordinary house, just because its owner is the famous swordsman in the world-Dugu Jian.

Although you are already a martial arts legend, I will create another martial arts legend to show you that my swordsmanship may not be worse than yours!"

But he said coldly: "The most important thing in practicing martial arts is patience and perseverance, and the same goes for practicing swordsmanship. If you don't have these two points, it's better not to practice swordsmanship!"

Before the sword master had time to think carefully, the powerful sword energy dragged the sword master quickly towards the depths of the bamboo forest.

After half an hour of driving, the sword master brought Zhou You, who was still unconscious, to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

Dugu Jian laughed loudly, picked up the unconscious Zhou You, and flew away into the distance. The rugged and steep hillside was like walking on flat ground under the sword master's feet.

When the words stopped, the sword master's body returned to the original place.

Dugu Jian controls the sword energy, and the sword heart comes out with the soul. Wherever the sword energy goes, it destroys everything and leaves no grass growing. However, the sword energy suddenly begins to lose control and scatters all over the sky without direction.

He put his hands behind his back, looked calmly at the rippling lake surface, and said meaningfully.

Zhou You's thin linen clothes were covered with frost and dew, and one could only imagine how long he had been waiting.

Looking at the gradually becoming hazy village behind him, Zhou You sighed and turned his head completely.

The sword master's eyes became distant, and he jumped lightly and chanted: "These eighteen basic sword techniques are: split, tease, sweep, stab..."

Three months later!

Although there are people who have completely practiced the basic 18-style swordsmanship, they are very rare.

A giant sword that reaches the sky! It pierces the sky! But it is like a candle that blows out in the wind!

"I have worked hard for decades, but the twenty-one sword styles I have learned are still no match for Wuming. It seems to be God's will!"

He didn't seem to care whether his new disciple could practice the eighteen basic sword techniques.

Of course Zhou You is no exception. He had never been exposed to swordsmanship in the Douluo world before, so how could he know the eighteen styles?

I'm leaving now, I don't know when I'll see you again.

At this time, in the world of turmoil, the world will control half of the martial arts world, and ambitious tyrants are peering at the throne of the emperor like wolves and tigers.

Distorted light reflected in his eyes, and as he felt a sense of dizziness, Zhou You, who had just entered a strange world, fell to the ground.

However, even with this simple and straightforward movement, the sword master performs it as smoothly as flowing clouds and flowing water, which is pleasing to the eye.

Although he didn’t know why the Sword Master accepted him as his disciple, he was determined to become a swordsman!

Mornings in the mountains are always short, and as time goes by, the sun sets in the middle.

I can't say I'm satisfied or dissatisfied with the result of this time travel.

The morning sun rises slowly, its soft light pierces the darkness, dyeing the entire mountain forest with a layer of gold.

The sword master nodded slightly and then asked: "Do you know how many basic sword techniques there are?"

Looking at the young man standing in front of the house whose body has not changed, there is a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

But after saying this, the villagers couldn't help but shed tears from the corners of their own eyes.

"From tomorrow onwards, you will come here at 10:00 every day to practice basic swordsmanship!"

After the sword master finished speaking, he stepped lightly with his toes and flew back into the house gracefully like a crane. The open door automatically closed without any wind.

"Wu Ming, Wu Ming, although I, Dugu Jian, was defeated by you, thanks to God's mercy, I was allowed to encounter this child with an innate sword body.

"Stop crying and act like a man!"

This is an answer that even children know in the world of martial arts. He doesn't quite understand why the sword master asked himself such a question.

Zhou You said respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching. I understand!"

I don't know how much time had passed, but a white-haired man of insignificant age walked over slowly and with a dejected face.

These things made Zhou You couldn't help but think of a famous anime from his previous life - Fengyun Jue!

Fortunately, he met the Sword Master after traveling through time. Perhaps because the spirit of martial arts was a sword, he knelt down and kowtowed three times for the Sword Master's disciple and then followed him to learn the sword.

The sword master couldn't believe it at all. He learned swordplay at the age of five, became famous at the age of nine, and didn't develop the acquired sword skills until he was thirteen years old. But this child...

With a creak, the door of the wooden house gradually opened to both sides, and the sword master with gray-silver hair slowly walked out.

The eyes that were wandering around in the same spot became brighter. Just now, the Sword Master opened a new world for him and allowed him to find the next path.

No one had ever taught him before, so Zhou You could only explore on his own. His martial spirit was the sword, and his future path would only be the sword!

Moreover, with a martial spirit instead of a sword, he doesn't need any magical weapon at all. He only needs to attach a spirit ring and can use it all the time without having to worry about not being able to keep up with the version and needing to change it.

But now that I have met a good teacher like the Sword Master, it is like Bole meeting a thousand-mile horse, and Yu Boya meeting Zhong Ziqi. He knows everything and knows everything.
Chapter completed!