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Chapter 230 Dugu Nine Swords

There was a swish sound, and a sword flew towards him. Lin Su exited the circle, hugging his lower abdomen, with a painful expression on his face. Damn it, I'm lucky to have rejuvenated seedlings. Otherwise, I would have died twice.

For a whole morning, Lin Su's clothes had been torn into pieces, and finally the knife flew out...

The puppet retreated to the cave wall, and a line of words appeared on the cave wall: The second sword of Dugu's Nine Swords, the Broken Sword Style.

As the sun set, Zhang Yiyu stared closely at the cave, feeling a little worried.

"Don't worry, the mystery in the cave is still there, he is still there!" Dugu Xing said.

"He is a scholar, he has to eat and sleep..." Zhang Yiyu felt so distressed.

"He has opened the Nine Profound Passes, the Yin and Yang orifices, and the meridians throughout his body. He is not only a scholar, he is also a martial arts genius who is well versed in martial arts." Dugu Xing looked at the sky, the light in his eyes shining like stars.

"Actually, what I don't understand the most is this. He has the highest starting point in literature and art, so why does he still want to learn martial arts?"

"In your opinion, the literary way is the first of the five ways, and the martial way is the last of the five ways, right?"

"Of course..."

"You have this understanding because you are in the world of heaven. This is the situation of vision. When you grow to a higher level, you will understand that human perception can also be deceiving."

Zhang Yiyu looked at him blankly...

The headmaster's words only go so far.

He couldn't continue talking. There were some things that he could only rely on to understand...

Lin Su rested briefly for two hours, stood up again, and stepped into the third cave.

In this cave, he saw the third sword technique, which was completely different from the sword techniques in the other two caves...

The puppet struck out with his sword, and Lin Su felt his whole body being restrained, as if he was tightly bound by an invisible force. He watched helplessly as the puppet's sword slowly penetrated his chest at a not-so-fast speed, going an inch deep.

It didn't break his heart.

This sword no longer focuses on change, but on a sword momentum, forming a power similar to the realm.

Lin Su observed, experienced, and figured out...

For twelve hours, he flew out a knife. It was not very fast, but this knife completely emptied out all the energy in his body. The flying knife hit the puppet's forehead. It did not bounce up or fall. It just felt strangely empty.

Stay.

The puppet retreated back to the stone wall, and a line of words appeared behind the stone wall: The third form of Dugu's Nine Swords, Micro Sword Form.

There was a clang, as if the calm lake surface was broken by a stone, a sword light rose into the sky from Jianming Mountain, an antique long sword appeared in the void, the sword vibrated, and a clear sword cry resounded throughout the world...

Dugu Xing suddenly stood up, his face changed drastically: "Sword sounds!"

Zhang Yiyu also jumped up suddenly: "How is this possible..."

When a peerless genius enters Sword Ming Mountain, the sword will sing!

He is actually a peerless genius?

He has never touched a sword...

What went wrong?

Dugu Xing stretched out his hand, and his arms seemed to be endless, passing through the Jianming Mountain cave. When he retracted it, there was another person in his hand. Lin Su, whose clothes were all torn, was almost naked...

Zhang Yiyu let out a soft cry, raised his hand, and a piece of clothing covered Lin Su...

"The sword spirit wakes up and it's about to fly!"

Silently, the shadow of the long sword in the air suddenly shot towards the northwest...

Dugu Xing joined hands, and he opened a avenue in the air. He grabbed Lin Su and Zhang Yiyu with one hand and one in the other. In the blink of an eye, they couldn't see anything in front of them, only the endless stream of light...

The next moment, when Dugu Xing positioned himself, Lin Su and Zhang Yiyu suddenly saw a bright light in front of them, green mountains and green waters, criss-crossing valleys, a river rushing away, and a city within sight. On top of that city, two large characters were engraved: Xijing.

Xijing!

Lin Su was shocked. This was Xijing, Zezhou. Zezhou was four thousand miles away from where they were just now, and less than a thousand miles away from the capital. In just a short moment, they had swept across four thousand miles.

The stream of sword spirit in the air is still there, passing from high in the sky and shooting towards a huge manor in front.

His thousand-degree pupils were firmly locked on the manor, and two huge golden characters were written on it: Qin Mansion.

Qin Mansion?

Zezhou?

This is Qin Fangweng’s hometown!

Lin Su's heart was pounding wildly. Could it be that Qin Fangweng's hometown was in the place where the demon was sealed?

No one in the world knows about the Demon-Sealing Land, but the killing spirit of Sealing Heaven Sword was originally the sword spirit of Sealing Heaven Sword. It can naturally find the location of Sealing Heaven Sword and return to its place as soon as it wakes up. Now it has come to Qin

Fang Weng's hometown can only mean that Sealing Heaven Sword is really here...

Everything is connected instantly...

The Sealing Sky Sword Spirit shot directly towards a small lake in the manor. Just as it was approaching the lake, the bottom of the lake suddenly lit up, and the shadow of a long sword appeared. The entire lake was instantly blurred.

"Defiling the Sealing Heaven Sword with a lake of poisonous water is abominable!" Dugu Xing shouted angrily, causing the whole mountain to shake.

The sword spirit dived into the poisonous water, and the sword below suddenly lit up. With a bang, the water in the lake suddenly flew up, turning into a shocking giant sword. Chi!

The sword light swept across a hundred miles radius.

The manor labeled Qin Mansion was reduced to ashes, all the buildings were turned into ashes, and all living things were turned into rain of blood. The luxurious manor with countless towers and pavilions was turned into flat ground with a sword light, without any grass growing.

Lin Su's whole body was shaken.

This was not done by them, nor was it done by Dugu Xing, but by Fengtian Sword.

Sealing Heaven Sword is angry!

The sword's anger will spontaneously eliminate all those who have done evil to it, and its arrogance is outrageous.

The moment the lake water evaporated, Lin Su also saw a crack in the bottom of the lake. There seemed to be something trying to crawl out. The light of the Sealing Heaven Sword suddenly penetrated into the crack. A scream seemed to come from the ground, and the crack closed.

, a long sword is inserted in the middle of the lake, as bright and clean as new.

"Okay! I finally woke up the Sealing Heaven Sword in time! It didn't cause a big disaster!" Dugu Xing let out a long breath.

"Master, once this demon-sealed place is exposed, will it attract demons? Conspiracy to break the seal?"

Dugu Xing said: "The demon clan already knows the location of the demon-sealed place. Otherwise, how could anything happen today? Don't worry, since I have found this place, how can I allow young people to plot to break the seal?"

This is true!

The fundamental purpose of this lake being polluted is to destroy the sealing spirit of the Sealing Heaven Sword. Since they have come this far, of course they already know that the Demon Sealing Land is here.

They know that they can only adopt this method, which proves that it is not easy for the demons to send experts to enter the barrier. Now, with Dugu Xing guarding here, who can break the seal?

"That would implicate the headmaster from guarding here day and night..."

Dugu Xing said: "My father sealed the place where demons were sealed. Who else but me is the guardian today?"

He suddenly stood up. This long body instantly reached a thousand feet away. He stepped out and came to a huge mountain in the east. He raised his hand and flew horizontally with his sword. The huge mountain flew high into the sky. With a bang, he landed on the ground.

On top of the original long lake, the former long lake turned into a huge mountain, firmly locking the Heaven Sealing Sword below.

Lin Su and Zhang Yiyu looked at each other in confusion: "Move mountains with one sword! Is this what Xiangtianfadi means?"

Like the power of heaven, law and earth, they had truly seen it with their own eyes today.

Zhang Yiyu once saw his master's Xiangtianfadi, but it was only a few hundred feet long and could break mountains with one punch. Compared to today's leader, who was thousands of feet long and could move mountains with one sword, it was a big difference.

It’s true that one mountain is higher than the other.

The headmaster stepped towards the area where they were. When he stepped out, he was filled with anger, but when he landed, he returned to his original shape and stood quietly in front of Lin Su: "Master Lin, can you tell me now, you passed the sword

What’s the mystery behind Ming Sanguan? Why can it trigger the sound of swords?”

Zhang Yiyu is also deeply concerned.

She is also a person who has passed the three levels. She, a spiritual genius, cannot cause the sword to cry. Even an expert like the headmaster cannot cause the sword to cry. Why can he?

Lin Sudao's "Three Levels of Sword Crying" are actually not levels, but teaching swordsmanship. Each puppet wakes up three times, the first entry level, the second mature level, and the third advanced level. After learning the swordsmanship, the sword will ring.

Yes, I don’t know why...

"Teaching swordsmanship?" Duguxing's eyes widened: "What kind of swordsmanship?"

"Three of Dugu's Nine Swords..."

"Just try it!" Dugu Xing's face was filled with excitement.

Lin Su raised his hand, and there was a flying knife in his hand. Phew!

The flying knife came out and penetrated a tree ten feet away...

The expressions of Dugu Xing and Zhang Yiyu both changed, especially Zhang Yiyu. She was the most familiar with Lin Su's flying knives. It could even be said that she was the one who taught him the flying knife at first. But today, he waved his knife and it disappeared.

Shadow, this kind of speed is far beyond her knowledge. In terms of speed alone, even she may not be able to match it.

She is a five-level Taoist flower, and he is just a martial artist!

This is terrible.

For the first time, she truly felt the terror of his flying knife.

For the first time, she was in awe of martial arts...

"This is the sword-drawing stance. The essence is just one word, quick!"

"Where's the second move?" Dugu Xing's eyes were as bright as stars. Although it was just a flying knife, the trajectory of the flying knife was clearly a sword!

Lin Su raised his hand, and ten flying knives flew out at the same time. From all directions, unbelievably, they reached the trunk of the tree at the same time and formed a big flower...

With a bang, the roots of the big tree turned into powder...

"good!"

Before Dugu Xing's "good words" were silenced, Lin Su struck out for the third time...

The speed of this knife is very slow, but when the knife comes out, all the leaves and powder in the air are suspended in the air. When the strong wind blows, the sky and the earth become a void...

"The second style, the Broken Sword Style, the essence is change!" Lin Sudao: "The third style, the Weak Sword Style, the essence is to form the sword momentum!"

Zhang Yiyu stared at him, his eyes full of confusion...

Dugu Xing took a long breath: "Dugu Nine Swords are actually always at Jianmen, actually they are always there..."

"Headmaster, of the Dugu Nine Swords...are there only three swords left?"

The headmaster looked up at the sky and talked about the Dugu Nine Swords...

Dugu Nine Swords, the supreme swordsmanship of the Sword Sect, has nine swords in total, divided into three levels. The first three swords are the sword of humanity, the middle three swords are the sword of earth, and the last three swords are the sword of heaven. Each level is very different.

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No one has ever seen the Sword of Heaven. When the Sword Sect was founded, there were only six swords, and there were no last three swords at all.

At that time, only the former master was proficient in the Three Swords Sect. His father and his seven disciples were proficient in it. When his father joined the Sword Sect, Dugu Xing was still young and had not yet had time to teach Dugu Nine Swords. His father and his seven disciples died on the battlefield.

The Zhongsan Sword has also been lost. If there is anyone who is proficient in this sword in this world, there is only one person, and that is Li Zexi.

The headmaster stopped talking when he said this, because Li Zexi was someone he never wanted to mention more.

He turned to Lin Su: "You have learned the Dugu Nine Swords, and you have inherited the three-thirds mantle of Jianmen. Are you willing to fully practice the swordsmanship of Jianmen?"

This is a peerless master who is as powerful as heaven and earth. He takes the initiative to speak. Who among the practitioners in this world would not kneel down?

But Lin Su shook his head gently: "Thanks to the master's respect, but I am still a scholar in essence, and I am not keen on kendo..."

The headmaster's face was filled with regret, and he had no choice but to give up. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a white jade token from his arms: "This is the Immortal Order of Yaochi. It is an order every hundred years. Yaochi has not forgotten the Sword Sect. It was specially sent to it fifty years ago."

This order, but no one from Jianmen can attend the meeting, so I give this order to you. If you are interested in seeing the top event in the spiritual world, you can attend with this order."

Lin Su didn't want to have too much entanglement with the practice sect, but the headmaster's words touched him.

There is no one at Jianmen!

How sad is it that a top Immortal Sect has fallen to the point where no one attends meetings now?

Lin Su hesitated slightly: "Master, since you have come out of the mountain now, why don't you rebuild the Sword Sect? I believe that with your reputation and your amazing swordsmanship, all practitioners in the world will flock to you. Master, choose a good disciple and give this order to him."

Wouldn’t it be better to be with him?”

The headmaster gently shook his head: "The character of Jianmen is something that no one can afford to carry. Instead of hiring a bad disciple and ruining the reputation of my Jianmen, it is better for me to let the Jianmen end with me... Take it! You can go by yourself."

Okay, give it away, it’s up to you.”

As soon as the voice fell, the man was gone, and he stepped onto the top of the mountain. This mountain was moved by him just now with a sword.

He went, Lin Su looked at it for a long time, and gently touched the white jade token in his hand...

Zhang Yiyu's voice came to my ears: "Do you know how precious the token in your hand is?"

Lin Su slowly turned around...

This token is the admission card to the Yaochi Conference. The Yaochi Conference is held on the grand day when the Yaochi Immortal Pond is opened. Participants can drink a cup of Yaochi Immortal Liquid.

What is Yaochi Immortal Liquid? A treasure from heaven and earth that contains the flesh and bones of living and dead people!

Drinking a cup of immortal liquid can extend one hundred years to an ordinary person's life, and ten years to a practitioner.

Therefore, people all over the world will fight for this token. If it is sold, it will start at 100,000 taels of gold, and it will definitely have a price but no market.

Yaochi sends this card to all the major immortal sects. Each sect can only use three cards at most. It can only be used by young disciples.

In order to compete for this token, major sects often hold disciple competitions, where top disciples compete to win.

Lin Su handed the token to her: "Here, here it is!"

Zhang Yiyu was so surprised: "Are you really willing to give up?"

Lin Su was angry: "Isn't it just one hundred thousand taels of gold? You can insult my character, but you can't insult my financial resources..."

Zhang Yiyu didn't answer: "You talked about character first and successfully aroused my vigilance... I don't want your brand. I, the Bishui Sect, also have it. Do you think I can't get it?"

She must be alert to the man in front of her. He doesn't care about money, character, or shame. What does he want? A woman! She didn't take anything from him, but she felt it was very dangerous to be with him. If she did, it would be so dangerous to be with him.

How can you repay valuable things? Even if you really can't escape from his clutches, if you throw your whole person into it just for the sake of a broken sign... that's a huge loss!

As for the Yaochi Immortal Order, the Bishui Sect also has three shares. With Zhang Yiyu's cultivation level and his status as the head's direct disciple, there is no way he can get it.
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