"Hey!" He shouted loudly, and the ancient and simple appearance of the mountain suddenly shone brightly. The viewers felt that the earth in front of them seemed to be rising rapidly. If the sacred mountain was overturned, the energy of the five spirits rioted, and the earth veins surged and roared, there would be strong winds.

It swept across all directions, and those with weak skills were immediately blown away.

Anyone who has attained the Tao and is a true cultivator must have a vision when he takes action. The alchemists set up formations to move mountains and fill the sea. The five-spirit incantation stirs up the energy of heaven and earth. The sword cultivator's divine will suddenly appears like a torrent of waves crashing on the shore. This is the principle of natural movement and stillness. Wherever there is force, there will be another force.

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, Qi practitioners use the heaven and earth to cast spells, and their power frightens ghosts and gods. However, the way of sword cultivation does not take connecting with the universe as a magic trick, but only uses a little essence of the sword.

The scholar is like a Kunpeng, which turns into a fish and fights for thirty thousand miles in the water, and turns into a bird and flaps its wings for ninety thousand miles in the sky. It can carry the blue sky, cut off the clouds, and still breathe in six months. Therefore, it never leaves the universe and borrows the Dharma. Practice.

Swordsmen are like insects and butterflies

, worked hard, tempered Bo Tian's heart under the Nine Earths, shed the mortal body and leaped above the Nine Heavens, there was thunder accompanying the breathing and stillness, but he took it lightly. Why do you need to ask for God's will when you kill the enemy? The sword comes out naturally.

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When the Xiluan Sword Ball jumps violently, it can cause the earth's energy to shake. This is not because the elder brother casts a spell, but because the sword technique is so powerful that it is like a divine elephant dividing the land and causing the mountains to collapse when it steps on it.

The wind blew loudly, and the sedum was blown by it, unable to open its eyes. It could only vaguely see a gray-white sword pillar rising into the sky. After an instant, the light stopped, and the strong wind gradually stopped.

The outcome has been decided.

Everyone suddenly looked at the sky. The clouds had been pierced by the rusty mountain sword energy, and the huge hollows spread in all directions, revealing the clear blue sky. Looking at the sword fighting stage again, the amethyst swords floated leisurely like fish, and the gray-white sword pills had been chopped into pieces.

The two halves were spinning on the ground.

Jingtian hurriedly called Nightshade Sword back, and a group of fellow disciples gathered around him and praised him. He couldn't resist, so he had to keep silent with a grimace on his face.

The senior brother wiped the oil and sweat on his face, put away the rusty fragments, and walked over quickly, "What a powerful sword. Which senior's sword is it?"

"I picked this up." Jingtian bowed hurriedly, "I'm sorry, senior brother, I didn't take good notice of her and broke your sword pill."

"Hey, don't talk about two different things. The disciples of the Shenjian Sect for generations have been taught how to make swords, raise swords, and practice swords. Although this Rusty Mountain is my proud work, it will eventually be thrown away. In the Sword Tomb

There are 1,247 swords I forged in the past, and now there is one more

.Ah! After all, it is not as strong as the seniors!" Senior Brother looked at the Nightshade Sword with envy, "Such a spiritual sword cannot be favored unless it is destined to be favored by those who are destined. Junior Brother might as well go to the Archives Pavilion to check the origin of this sword, maybe

We can also know which senior of our sect left this behind."

"No rush, no rush. Senior brother, if you don't have the sword, hurry down. We still want to fight with the junior brother!"

"That's right! Junior brother, why don't we just play wheel fighting? Brother, I happen to be from Jizhou, and we know the rules of wheel fighting!"

These fellow disciples are all talking about it, and they all want to bully Jingtian. Everyone is smiling, and even the girl from the Tang family is eager to give it a try. Jingtian patted his forehead and said, "Okay, okay, thanks to all the brothers and sisters, I will sacrifice my life today."

Accompany you gentlemen..." Before he could finish speaking, his challengers had already lined up.

The corner of Jingtian's mouth twitched. Only then did he see clearly the true face of these fellow disciples. They were all wilted and seemed to be self-cultivation and moral gentlemen. In fact, they were all players who were idle farming in the valley until they became moldy. Once they had fun, they would flock to them.

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With such an endless sword fight, Jingtian didn't want to let Solanum Sword take action again, but tried hard to control Zhao Dan to fight. This man has outstanding talent, directly catching up with the sword master Yun Tianhe in the past. After all, he is also the reincarnation of the number one warrior in the God Realm, and he is born with resilience.

, the more he fights, the stronger he becomes. At first, he was in a hurry, unable to attack, unable to retreat, unable to defend, and flying swords in random directions, but gradually he became able to turn around as he wished. These fellow disciples also had good intentions, carefully honed his skills, pointed out the key points, and helped him improve.

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"Junior brother, no matter how sharp the Zhao Dan Sword is, it is not as profound as your skill. If you can't combine your mind with the sword, it's better to just use the sword's strength to fight the enemy. Why bother borrowing foreign objects?"

"Junior brother, your flying sword looks like a mallet!"

"Junior brother, you have to communicate with the sword carefully. You can't just spit out the true energy and be done. Oh, I'm so anxious!"

The little juniors called out one after another, showing the caring heart of fellow disciples. Jingtian's progress was even more astonishing. With the help of Zhao Dan's edge, he actually allowed him to cut off several flying swords. The victory was very thrilling, which made the defeated senior brother

Heartbroken.

"Well, you Sedum, you only cut down senior brother's sword, but you let senior sister's sword go, right?"

"That's right, I will punish you to go to the quenching platform to forge a sword. If I don't compensate you for the sword you broke, I won't let you go today!"

Jingtian knew that he was in the wrong, so he had no choice but to agree.

In the days to come, he would follow his senior brothers to forge swords, then fight swords, and throw the broken swords into the sword tomb.

The senior brother at the quenching stage said, "Forging a sword is a sword practice. A sword is forged from your hands, and the skill of hammering and hammering is a process of communication and integration between your mind and heart. No matter how good the sword is given to you by others,

, it’s not as good as the rotten iron sword you smashed out yourself.”

So Sedum put away the balm and nightshade and didn't use them again.

The senior who was on duty at the Sword Tomb said, "This mountain is full of broken swords. The aura of the golden evil is extremely strong. It is really evil. The swords also have spirits. What's more, they were made by their own hands. They are just like wives. If you have the ability, you should never break them."

Several swords."

"Is the sword really spiritual?"

"Of course, if you want to listen, come to the Sword Tomb tonight."

At midnight, Jingtian returned to the sword tomb. Under the guidance of this senior, he heard the cry of the broken sword and was taught a secret method to sense the sound and context of the sword and listen to the memory of the sword.

"Boy, this is the secret method passed down by Liu Dazong. Learn it hard." The senior said meaningfully, "If you don't understand something, you can go to Mr. Xia for guidance."

After Jingtian learned this method, he devoted himself to refining the Zhaodan Sword, and felt the spirit of the god general Feipeng in the sword. With this help, his swordsmanship improved greatly, and within a few months, he became a sect fighting among himself.

A good hand with the sword.

Seeing that the New Year is approaching, the girl from the Tang family missed her grandfather and finally planned to go back to Tangjiabao to visit relatives. She also wanted to settle the disputes with the Tang family in the past. After Jingtian knew about it, he insisted on following her. Tang Xuejian said he was disgusted, but in his heart

But I feel more comforted.

The two of them came out of the valley together and said goodbye to their fellow disciples before leaving. They were suddenly summoned by the headmaster. According to what Chu Hanjing said, their trip to Tangjiabao seemed to be a source of trouble. They were told to be careful and pay attention to any changes along the way. There was no need to rush.

Go back and forth, and stop for a while in the Bashu area to gather information.

Chu Hanjing has always been respected by monks all over the world. Because of his high abilities and kind temperament, he is also a direct descendant of the four divine sword sects, so his words have great weight. Jingtian and Jingtian did not dare to forget them for a moment after receiving the order.

There were no strange things in the villages and towns seen along the way. The two traveled side by side and talked freely. Each had some thoughts that they did not want the other to know. This tacit understanding and intimacy made Nightshade Sword often feel angry and tease him frequently. Soon Solanum appeared, and Tang

Xuejian and she finally got to know each other, and for a while they were competing with each other, but they left Jingtian in the cold.

Although the young man was a little disappointed, he was also happy to be at ease. He held the Zhaodan sword all day long, just wanting to hear more about Feipeng's past. Although everything in his past life was like dust, he could still learn many skills, and every step of his advancement in swordsmanship was perfect.

It is extremely precious and often makes him feel that life is short and the road is endless.

Traveling again and again, the three of them finally rushed back to Yuzhou City in the first month of the year. Before the riot in the Demon Locking Tower, the escaped monsters had basically been wiped out by the common people with strong martial arts. Now the city has a festive and festive atmosphere, and the atmosphere of the peaceful years is

scene.

Tang Xue was timid about being close to home, so Tang Xue did not dare to return for a while, and Long Kui was greedy for the beauty of the world, so the three of them temporarily stayed at Xiaoyao Inn and were not in a hurry to go to Tangjiabao.

On this day, they were having tea in the lobby and listening to Jianghu people chatting about worldly affairs. One of them mentioned the so-called "Evil Sword Immortal", saying that this person's human nature was profound and difficult to fathom, and he recruited many disciples, hoping to establish a sect similar to the Divine Sword Sect.

The competing swordsmanship sect will soon send its disciples to Yuzhou to recruit disciples.

Jingtian was secretly angry when he heard this, and the girl from the Tang family was even more furious. She slapped the table and stood up, scolding: "How can the power of the Divine Sword mean that any cat or dog can be used as a stepping stone!"

"This girl must not underestimate the world!"

"Yes, although the evil sword immortal has a weird name, he imitates the story of the divine sword Yun Tianhe and wants to spread the law to the world! This is the blessing of the world, why not?"

Jingtian and Tang Xuejian looked at each other, their hearts heavy, and he secretly sent a message, "Perhaps this person is the culprit mentioned by the Chu Clan Master. It seems that we need to find out the origin of this evil sword immortal."
Chapter completed!