"Thank you senior!" Zhang Kaifeng was grateful. He had just fought with the Yangjiabao dead soldiers, which seemed dull, but he also suffered internal injuries. In full view of everyone, he could only hold back, otherwise he would be murderous.

Now that he drank a little tea, his internal injuries were restored, and the subsequent fight left him with no worries.

"Looking at your sword energy, I guess you have learned swords." The man asked.

Zhang Kaifeng replied: "Senior, wise, younger generations are practicing swordsmanship."

"What is a sword?"

"The weapon is responsible for life and death."

"What is the meaning of the sword?"

"Breathe together and share the destiny."

"Are you afraid of it?" said the mysterious man: "You are afraid of it changing yourself."

"This..." Zhang Kaifeng hesitated, and he naturally understood what he meant. If he guessed correctly, this person was a powerful man who had ascended to the top a hundred years ago, but he used He Nitian's method to be here. His name is still circulating in the martial arts world, and even his portrait has been passed down. He called Zhi.

"I have seen the mental method you have practiced before." The man spoke.

Zhang Kaifeng looked shocked and said, "I hope you can give me some advice."

"It's not a question of giving advice, face it, don't be afraid, understand it, and contact it." The man said: "What are the predecessors like before you? You are the present and no one knows the future. Maybe you can change it?"

"Thank you, senior." Zhang Kaifeng's expression was shocked. He understood what he was afraid of, but he needed to face it before he could step over.

"If I'm not mistaken, I'm sure it's the person who broke the void!" Zhang Kaifeng asked with a tough bullet.

"Yes, right?" the man said something about Mo Ling Liangke.

Zhang Kaifeng was confused and was about to speak, but he felt a blur in front of him, and he appeared on another floor in a daze. The mysterious man's words were still ringing in his ears. Sword Taoism is difficult to prove, and it is easy to hurt others and oneself.

What the strong man in this realm said always has secrets, and Zhang Kaifeng naturally couldn't understand it, but he didn't force it to understand immediately, and it was time to understand it naturally.

Soon, Zhang Kaifeng's mind was attracted by the murals on this floor. There were ten portraits in total. In the first portrait in the painting, a young man stayed in the mountains. He was originally the most ordinary, but a meteorite falling from the sky destroyed his farmland. He had to leave and find another way out.

In the second picture, a young man appeared. The man looked ordinary and had a slight appearance on his face. However, at this time, his eyes were sharp, and his whole body looked like a sword that was unsheathed, showing his sharpness, fighting fiercely with a group of people. He was like a scorching sun, and was enemies of the entire martial arts world. There were many more corpses under his feet.

The third picture shows a middle-aged man. Behind him is a thatched cottage. There are two more people around him, a woman and a child. The three of them are very satisfied when they look at the sunset.

In the fourth picture, the thatched cottage is still the same, but a new grave is added here. The man suddenly grew older, his temples are white, and his eyes are full of sadness. His wife left him, and the boy has left him.

In the fifth picture, the man is old and a new grave has appeared next to his wife's grave. The old man is heartbroken. This is his son, but now he is a white-haired man who sends a black-haired man.

In the sixth picture, the old man reappeared in the world, and an iron sword caused countless storms. He fought alone in the world without any blood, but he was very sad. His son was killed by his enemies. If he could kill all his enemies, he could not return to the warm scene of the past.

By the time of the seventh picture, the man was already very old. He had white hair and turbid eyes. After experiencing vicissitudes, his twilight aura was very strong. He left his hometown and began to travel overseas.

In the eighth picture, the old man returned from sea. He whistled to the sky, and his sad voice moved the nine heavens. His skill that had already entered the realm of transformation broke the sky. He went out to sea to find the elixir but failed and could not resurrect his wife and children. He built this tower to climb the immortals.

When the ninth picture arrived, the old man shattered the void with a punch, and the fairy light in the sky fell. The old man jumped up and rushed into the gap in the sky. However, at this time another figure appeared, and his breath was also strong. He found the old man and fought with him. The man looked very blurry, holding a spear, and the spear was so sharp that he captured his soul.

The murderous intent of the spear seemed to be projected from the painting. This spear, which was like an ordinary one, contained infinite murderous intent. Zhang Kaifeng's eyebrows stinged, and he was shocked and did not dare to look at it with all his attention.

"How is it possible? How is the tenth picture incomplete?" Zhang Kaifeng was puzzled. There were only a few strokes in the tenth portrait, and there was no meaning at all. It seemed to be incomplete, but it was not, and it was difficult to understand.

This is a portrayal of that person's life. A young man traveled through the world, and he practiced his outstanding martial arts skills at a young age. He fought in the world's martial arts world with blood and achieved great fame. However, when he met the important woman in his life, he retired from the world. Soon after, they had a son and a happy family of three.

However, although he retired, he could never forget martial arts. He began to retreat. The martial artist learned martial arts for three or four years at a time. In order to understand the higher level of martial arts, he left for decades. When he returned, his wife had passed away. His son did not forgive him for this reason. Perhaps as his son, his son could not escape the fate of martial arts. With hatred, his son wanted to become famous and defeat him and walked into the bloody world. However, he had no time to challenge him, but died. His relatives left, which made him feel heartbroken. After he returned to the world, he killed no one to kill. He suddenly felt empty. After retreating, he flew out of the air, leaving a legend.

Maybe it’s because the world is not allowed to affection! Zhukov sighed and continued to climb up. He was very shocked along the way. No wonder this place is called the Fairy Tower. It contains various records and various martial arts. He hurriedly opened it to take a look.

I, xxx, Zhang Kaifeng, almost cursed, and every peerless martial art actually wrote: "I'm too greedy and be careful to be struck by lightning."

"Where is the pie hitting your head, you fool."

"I'm so stupid. I'm fooled with such an obvious trap. Don't live."

"Silly guy, I'm fooled again!"

After opening dozens of secret books in a row, Zhang Kaifeng finally gave up. Every time he opened a book, he had a sentence. No wonder, those who went out could only mention those glories. After all, no one would choose to say such embarrassing things.

Next, Zhang Kaifeng continued to go upstairs and smiled helplessly. Every time he went up the floor, he was pranked. Although he was naive, it could also be seen that he gradually got rid of the sadness and used these games to make himself forget.

But this is another manifestation of affection. It buried the sadness in his heart. Zhang Kaifeng felt a little sympathetic. He wanted to become strong, strong enough to protect the person he loved and to reach the top step by step. The pictures in front of him were constantly changing, and some of the past insights gradually appeared in front of him. Zhang Kaifeng became obsessed and came to the roof without realizing it.

Everyone had arrived, and Zhang Kaifeng was the last to arrive. His condition was very special, sometimes obsessed, sometimes frowning, and his expression was changing, and he didn't notice where he was.

Murong Qingxue was the first to see Zhang Kaifeng's situation and couldn't help but worry, but she was caught by Murong Changtian and told her not to act rashly. Now more than one person is staring at Zhang Kaifeng, and it is too obvious that she has come forward.

Moreover, both the righteous and the demons were staring at Zhang Kaifeng, not with any kindness. They suspected that he had obtained some martial arts, and their thoughts were self-evident.

Zhang Kaifeng was indeed in a wonderful state. He walked along the way and saw various sword techniques explaining, light, heavy, clever, etc., and various sword techniques formed a picture display in front of him, which deeply attracted him. He was learning how to draw swords, how to be more efficient and how to be more lethal. The magic sword art is already powerful enough, but his way of drawing swords is not very good. When he started practicing the magic sword art, Zhang Kaifeng followed the steps and how to draw the sword, and how to draw the sword is commonly used in the world. He was thinking.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, are you okay?" Lin Chengdao's voice came to his ears, which made him wake up.

Zhang Kaifeng came back to his senses and said, "I'm fine! Are you out?"
Chapter completed!