The Chinese Pavilion, a place where the martial arts myth is unknown and the secretly hidden place, is not only the nameless, the account-keeping, waiters, etc., all of them are the characters in the martial arts world, but they have just taken over the martial arts world first and lived in seclusion here.

After taking a deep look at the three big words "Zhonghua Pavilion" on the plaque, Bai Xiaosheng walked in slowly.

He ordered some wine and food, sat quietly on a deviant table and chair, ate slowly and savored gently.

It has been one month since the World Association's Changes. After Bai Xiaosheng left Tianshan, he found a place to retreat and realized the Sword Saint's Holy Spirit Sword Technique. The world outside also caused a huge wave.

Kong Ci died, and Bu Jingyun's heart was buried. The only thing he asked for now was to seek revenge from Xiongba, but before that, he wanted to bury Kong Ci so that he would always maintain a beautiful face.

What happened in the original work still happened. Bu Jingyun slaughtered all over the Xia Palace and Bingpo was robbed. Later, Bu Jingyun broke into the imperial tomb, put down the stones in the world, and put Kong Ci in it.

Nie Feng also disappeared and never appeared again, and even Duan Lang didn't know where he was now.

In theory, Xiong Ba ran away, Bu Jingyun was notorious, Nie Feng disappeared, Qin Shuang should be in charge of the World Club. However, he was ashamed to death, and left. The three disciples of the World Club left one by one, and the World Club fell apart. Except for the Tianshan Main Route, the forces in other places either spontaneously dispersed or were annexed by some sects, causing chaos in the entire world.

If the world would be completely disbanded, no one believed it because Xiongba was not dead yet. As a hero, who has no one or two loyal subordinates. Many major sects did not make much moves, just waiting for Xiongba to appear. As long as he did not appear for a day, everyone would not be at ease. Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang were also looking for Xiongba's traces.

But no one would have thought that Xiongba was hiding in the dense land of Tianshan Mountains and quietly healing his wounds.

After comprehending the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Bai Xiaosheng went to the World Club again. This time, he rushed straight to the world's first floor and regarded the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi as nothing. He knew that these twelve guys would definitely not appear. Sure enough, in the world's first floor, he sensed someone, but those people did not appear, and let him search in the world's first floor.

Unfortunately, he had never found what he was looking for, let alone the three-point return to the Yuanqi. Even the three-pointer did not. I don’t know if he really had no secrets or was hidden by Xiongba.

After walking around, Bai Xiaosheng came to Zhonghua Pavilion, and he wanted to meet the legendary Tianjian Wuming.

The Heavenly Sword comes out, and thousands of swords admire it! This is a legendary realm, a realm that Bai Xiaosheng cannot understand. Although he can unite man and nature, he cannot glimpse the realm of the Heavenly Sword, just like a sword saint. At a young age, he was united by man and sword, and it was also that realm until he died. If he had not realized the twenty-three swords of the Heavenly Sword, he would not have obtained an invincible title.

The same is true for Bai Xiaosheng. He is also a man and sword unity. He has never had a clue about how to take this step. This time, he saw the Sword Saint's Twenty-Three Swords with his own eyes. Bai Xiaosheng's mind was shocked. He could no longer suppress it, so he rushed here. He wanted to see Wuming and asked for the supreme swordsmanship.

In the hall, many people from the world were talking about what happened these days, but Bai Xiaosheng turned a deaf ear. After eating, he walked towards the second floor. From the second floor, he saw a deep small courtyard behind him, and walked away.

"This objective, the backyard is a private place, so please don't break in randomly." A man dressed in a waiter stopped him. Bai Xiaosheng glanced at him, and his aura suddenly rose, like the sound of a sword chanting rose high from behind him.

The man was stunned, his expression was even more alert, and his whole body became tense.

"Let him come in." A peaceful voice slowly came out in the backyard. The man sent him all over and said, "Please!"

Bai Xiaosheng nodded to him and strode into the backyard. The elegant sound of huqin came from a small house. He smiled slightly. Although he walked with his voice, he turned around twice and saw a simple wooden house standing in the woods.

The door opened automatically, Wuming, who was playing the violin, put down the utensils in his hand and said, "Friend, please come in."

Bai Xiaosheng was not polite, so he walked in. He sat directly on the seat next to Wuming, glanced at the tea on the table, and said, "It is worthy of being a martial arts myth, the pros and cons!"

He raised his hand, poured two bowls of tea himself, and greeted him from afar.

Wuming smiled softly and said, "You are kind to me. I heard Jian Chen say to my friend, but I don't know what my friend is going to do this time?"

Bai Xiaosheng didn't say anything, just looked at him with a sharp look, like a sword that was unsheathed, and could not be looked at. But Wuming had always had a calm face and a calm gaze, and could not see any difference.

He sighed in his heart, and Bai Xiaosheng said, "I'm here for only one thing." He put his hand on the table, gently stroked it, and the word "sword" appeared in the eyes of the two of them.

Wuming shook his head and said, "My friend's words made Wuming confused. How do you understand your sword?"

"I believe you understand!" Bai Xiaosheng said seriously.

Wuming and Wuyan slowly picked up the teacup, savored the fragrant tea, and remained silent for a long time. Bai Xiaosheng just looked at him quietly without saying anything, and the atmosphere in the room became silent for a moment.

I don’t know how long it took, Wuming put the teacup in his hand and said slowly: “Come with me.”

Bai Xiaosheng smiled slightly, and the two stood up one after another. Bai Xiaosheng followed Wuming and walked out. After a circle, the two came to a small hut. As soon as the door opened, Bai Xiaosheng felt many sharp meanings. He was slightly stunned and immediately thought of this place. This should be the place where Wuming hides his sword.

Entering inside, there were downward steps. The two of them walked down one after another, turned a bowl, and Bai Xiaosheng had already seen many long swords hanging on the wall.

Wuming picked up a handful, and the sword roared softly, and the sword was automatically unsheathed, flashing a cold light.

Good sword!

Bai Xiaosheng's eyes lit up, and he picked up a long sword like Wuming. With the internal force, the sword was unsheathed and flashed. All the swords here were good swords. Wuming did not intend to collect these swords, but he went along the way to defeat his opponent's swords, and also had the opportunity to get the swords, all of which were the best swords.

Bai Xiaosheng walked to the left, picked up the long sword hanging there, and said calmly: "Do you know where I got this sword?" He asked, but Bai Xiaosheng didn't need to answer because he didn't know.

Wuming said to himself: "This is the sword given by my father when I was a child. It was his first time to learn from his master..." He picked up another hand and said: "This is the sword of my first master. He died, and it is said that I was defeated by me..." He repeated this sentence eight times because he defeated eight masters in one after another when he was a child and eight masters were killed.

He also has the ninth master, Jian Hui, the father of Pojun of the Sword Sect. Unfortunately, the sword was still frozen in the Sword Sect.

Speaking of these swords, Wuming was also talking about his childhood, a very miserable and legendary experience. He had relatives and friends, but these people had been treating him badly, as if they were a testimony of his lonely star. Until everything his elder brother Mu Yingxiong did, he really understood the feelings on earth. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. For Fengwu, he slaughtered the ten major sects, causing the world to be depressed, and his wife died later. Even his enemies could not find them, making Wuming die in the ashes and created that kind of grief.

It was then that he really realized the realm of the Heavenly Sword.

Wuming has long been in the realm of the Heavenly Sword. It seems that he was born as a Heavenly Sword, but how should the power of the Heavenly Sword be exerted? It is not hatred, but love. It is nonsense, but Wuming understands it like this and does it like this.

In the third part of Fengyun, Mu Yingxiong said that Wuming should not be defeated, but he was defeated. Why? Because he was unwilling to swing the sword for Qiu, he voluntarily failed. However, Mu Yingxiong seemed to have forgotten that he himself confronted Xu Fu and was injured.

The two of them are almost the same. If he fails, Wuming is so strong.

This loophole is really speechless.

However, it can also be seen from this that the realm of the Wuming Heavenly Sword is indeed beneficial and harmful. Judging from the plot development, if he had not been plotted one after another, he would not have been able to fight back. So, Jue Wushen, he is definitely not his opponent.

What he said was the process of practicing swordsmanship. He had his own various understandings and said them one by one, without any concealment, which made Bai Xiaosheng's sword heart move. It seemed that he saw Wuming, a young Wuming, and a slowly growing Wuming. He couldn't help but compare himself with Wuming. His experience was much better than Wuming, but there were some places that were the same, especially Mu Wanqing's death, which made him sad.

After Wuming finished speaking, he stopped talking. He took Bai Xiaosheng back to the quiet room. The two sat down to have tea. No one said what happened just now, as if nothing had happened.

But Wuming's words kept echoing in Bai Xiaosheng's mind, and bit by bit were slowly digested and absorbed, turning into his own understanding.

When he reached his level, it was not very useful to go to retreat for a long time. Look at the Sword Saint, after so many years of retreat, he had only realized the twenty-two swords of one style. When it comes to his own progress, it was not very important.

Wuming understands this, Bai Xiaosheng also understands it. It just wants to do it, but it is not that simple, because everyone thinks that as long as you work hard, you will definitely make progress. But sometimes, hard work will not make progress because you are in the wrong direction.

Beside Wuming, Bai Xiaosheng spontaneously felt calm, and a little turbulence would calm down. It seemed that he was a road, a way that he could see and touch. Looking at him, he had a direction to move forward and his mind was naturally calm. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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