The abandoned swordsman defeated the institution who used the Tianwen sword technique to protect the Holy Emperor's Mausoleum and drove straight in.

He stepped into the first floor of the Holy Emperor's Mausoleum and obtained a spiritual medicine that could repair his secret wounds. Unfortunately, that kind of spiritual medicine could not restore the spiritual essence he had drawn away by evil magic, so he just restored his health and strength, and restored his ability to cultivate immortals, but he was still bound to the earth and could no longer go to the sky.

The angry swordsman left Wuhui Valley, searching for his enemies, and killing all the guy and his gangsters who helped him.

During this process, he was surprised to find that the four sword techniques he had figured out to deal with the instruant were unexpectedly useful!

"That must be the Four Swords?"

"That's what you learned in the exam questions before." said the Qi Jiantuo, "This level of sword technique is enough to deal with enemies at the refining level."

Wu Jie nodded and waited for him to continue speaking.

After the revenge was avenged, the sword-gathering disciple drew his sword and looked at him in a daze, not knowing what to do for a moment.

So he returned to Wuhui Valley and continued to challenge the Holy Emperor's Mausoleum.

There is more than one floor of the Holy Emperor Mausoleum. The reason why he left after only one floor was because he felt that what he learned was enough to take revenge.

Now that he has revenge, he has nothing to do, so he continues to study.

"Well, in that guy's opinion, it should be for him to continue learning."

Wu Jie couldn't help but smile bitterly - if fighting against Tianwen Sword Technique is considered to be a learning, then this kind of learning is really high-level!

The mechanical man guarding the second level of the Holy Emperor's Mausoleum also used the Tianwen sword technique, but its Tianwen sword technique is far better than the first mechanical man. It is true that everything in the world is destroyed. Although the Sword Abandoned Sword Master has perfected the Four Swords, he still cannot beat it.

So he pondered and tried hard to think about how to defeat this powerful guy.

He pondered for forty-nine days, and his questions developed all kinds of fantasies and speculations, and then - eliminated them. In the end, he finally came up with a solution.

If there is no way to defeat that kind of swordsmanship, then destroy the sword-holder!

So he created a sword technique that could destroy the mechanic. This sword technique is simple and clear, and it is pure destruction.

"That sword is called 'jue'." said the sword master, "I originally planned to teach the little girl named Yin Shuang - but unfortunately she fainted."

"The same is true for me to transfer it." Wu Jie said, "She is my wife."

The swordsman was stunned for a moment and looked at him for a long time.

Wu Jie looked at him without blushing at all, not thinking that there was anything wrong with his nonsense behavior.

After a long time, the swordsman nodded: "Okay."

As he said that, he gave Wu Jie a jade tablet: "Everything that can be taught is inside, more profound things - I can't teach them, I can only rely on her to understand them."

Wu Jie took the jade token with both hands and kept it carefully.

"Then let's continue to tell the story." The sword-gathering master waved his sword and swept away the black clouds that had already covered the sky with endless lightning, as if he had slapped the dust off his body. "That guy who is not worth mentioning came to the second floor of the Holy Emperor Mausoleum. Here, he found this sword and a set of kung fu called "China Ao Jue"."

Wu Jie felt that he seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

"The essence of that kung fu is to gather the confidence and determination of millions of people, and gather the insignificant power of one or two people into a torrent that can change the general trend of the world." The abstinent swordsman said, "If you have the opportunity to go there, you can also see the message from the Holy Emperor Li Xin. He practiced this kung fu back then."

"According to his words, this kung fu was taught by Mr. Tang Maru who claimed to be unwilling to be named. It is said that Mr. Tang Maru's original surname is Xiao... Anyway, it was something that happened a long time ago, so we won't talk about it."

Wu Jiemuran nodded. He probably knew who the person who taught the Holy Emperor Li Xin's kung fu was...

The gains of the abandoned swordsman on the second floor of the Holy Emperor Mausoleum were probably the red sword. In the years since then, he has been carrying this sword, but although there are many masters in the world, few are worthy of his sword drawing, and few are worthy of his red sword drawing.

After a long time in the world, he encountered many enemies, but none of them could win him.

"There is not even a single one to fight!" The swordsman of the vanguard drank another drink. He seemed a little drunk, but his eyes were still clear and his hands were still stable. "So that guy was bored, so he had to return to the Holy Emperor's Mausoleum and fight with the third organ."

The sword technique used by the mechanical person who guards the third level of the Holy Emperor's Mausoleum is really superb. The sword force contains the principles of heaven and earth. Moreover, it not only knows how to use swords, but in fact its body itself is the most powerful weapon, even stronger than sword techniques.

The "Juvenile Sword" of the Abandoned Sword couldn't do anything to this guy, but he was very happy and happy that he had met a suitable opponent.

He kept fighting with the institution, fighting and fighting. I don’t know how long it took to fight. Suddenly, he asked, and he had a flash of inspiration and came up with a way to defeat his opponent.

If the opponent's sword is a sword containing the principles of heaven, earth and everything, then as long as you destroy all the heaven, earth and everything, will you be able to defeat it?

"How to destroy all things in the world?" Wu Jie asked.

"That guy thought of a lot of ways and finally came up with one. He first extracted the breath from all things in the world, created a shadow, and then divided the shadow from the truth, and then all things would naturally be reflected into the shadow. In this way, he would reflect whoever he wanted to destroy, and then destroy the shadow...is it very simple?"

"To be honest, it's not simple at all." Wu Jie shook his head, "I don't understand at all."

"In fact, I don't understand either." The swordsman was silent for a long time and whispered, "I don't understand either!"

Wu Jie was stunned. He never expected that the abandoned swordsman himself would not understand his swordsmanship.

"I don't understand why I can do this? Just like people are born to breathe and fish are born to swim, I suddenly know what to do... But why? Why? Why can I do this?"

The swordsman showed a confused look: "I did this kind of thing, defeated the last institution, and came to the third floor of the Holy Emperor Mausoleum. I can't understand the things there, so it shouldn't be left to me."

"Although there seems to be a fourth floor, the entrances from the third to fourth floors are under the Holy Emperor's coffin. I have no order to remove the coffin, and I am embarrassed to smash his coffin with a thick face, so I have to give up."

Wu Jie couldn't help laughing - the method used by the Holy Emperor Li Xin to protect the fourth level was indeed a bit rogue. Those who could reach the third level were either time travelers like the senior god, or people who were astonished as if they were abandoned swordsmen.

The former can naturally speak out, while the latter is very proud and probably doesn't care much about his legacy.

So using this method that seems silly and naive, he really stopped the abandoned swordsman.

The exploration of the Holy Emperor's Mausoleum has come to an end, and the abandoned swordsman returns to the outside world again.

What happened next was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Abandoned Sword Master, but nothing more than chopping up some ungrateful guys. Since those guys were so weak that he could not even use the sword to destroy all things, of course there was no value for him to remember.

In fact, what the Swordsman is mainly thinking about is another problem.

Is he... dreaming?

As we all know, when people dream, they often do many things that cannot be done in reality. Even if they cannot understand them, it doesn’t matter, even if they don’t know what’s going on, because dreams do not require logic.

The abandoned swordsman himself didn't understand what was going on with his sword that destroyed everything, so he began to doubt whether he was dreaming? Is all this a fantasy in the dream?

"I thought about it and thought... I thought so much that I could not even blow up my head shell, but I couldn't think of the answer. I went to ask many people again, but they couldn't tell me the answer. I tried to show them that sword, but even those who had already passed the heavenly tribulation were about to ascend, could not see my sword, let alone understand it."

"I thought about it, I thought about it for hundreds of years. If Lao Zhang hadn't been persuading me, I would have been crazy long ago." The sword-gathering disciple sighed, "But Lao Zhang finally ascended, and no one could understand my pain anymore-I think I would be crazy o

But he was not crazy, because someone saw his sword, and someone even understood his sword.

"Wu Jie, thank you!" The swordsman put down his wine glass and looked at Wu Jie seriously. "You have solved my doubts. Compared with this, life and death are nothing."

Wu Jie sighed slightly. Although he knew what would the abandoned swordsman choose, he always felt very sad when things came to an end.

"You don't have to be sad." The sword-gathering disciple saw his thoughts, smiled, and stood up, "You can change your mind. I only took more than a hundred years to cultivate the unparalleled magic sword. Even if I start over, it would be a waste of more than a hundred years."

Wu Jie was stunned-he had never thought of this possibility.

"A mere hundred years is not long." The abandoned swordsman raised his head and looked at the black clouds in the sky and the infinite lightning in the black clouds.

"I really don't understand why you are nervous..." he sighed, "I took this wrong path, I'll just change it and go again. What's the big deal?"

With his words, the dark clouds suddenly dissipated, and this time there was no intention of condensing again.

"Wu Jie, I will leave my beloved thousand cups of drinks for you. You can ask Liuli for the rest. This girl is very good at sorting things." The sword-giving master smiled, and the red sword in his hand was shining brightly. "A hundred years later, let's get drunk again!"

As he said that, the sword light suddenly lit up and swallowed his figure.
Chapter completed!