In that canyon, there are many sword marks, crisscrossing them.
It looks chaotic, but it is well-organized. At first glance, it looks like nothing, but upon closer inspection, the sword marks look like someone dancing on the canyon.
This is the so-called Sword Valley.
There is no human habitation around this Sword Valley for dozens of miles.
Not only were there no people, not even animals or plants could be seen.
Bare and very desolate.
The three of them stood in front of the canyon, looking fascinated.
"It's amazing!"
Ling Kuan couldn't help but mutter.
"What's so great about this?" Zhang Shengli turned his head and looked at the other party.
"I don't know, it just feels great!"
Lin Lan laughed out loud, looked at his senior brother, and explained: "The sword marks here were made by the man back then, and he has his own feelings in them.
If you can understand the way of swordsmanship from it, your journey to swordsmanship will be smooth."
Seeing Ling Kuan just staring at the sword mark, Lin Lan reached out and tugged on his sleeve: "Brother, don't look at it for too long, otherwise it will affect your mood."
Ling Kuan was startled and quickly turned his gaze elsewhere.
"Thank you, junior sister, for reminding me!"
Ling Kuan's words made Lin Lan roll her eyes.
The two of them were chatting quietly here, but Zhang Shengli on the side had already taken dozens of steps forward, looking fascinated.
"Uncle Sheng..." Ling Kuan was about to step forward to stop him.
Lin Lan on the side stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't worry, he's fine."
"Why?"
"He is a sword cultivator. The sword marks here will only cause no harm to one kind of person. That is a sword cultivator with superb cultivation. Otherwise, this place would not be what it is now."
"He is really... a sword cultivator?" Ling Kuan couldn't believe it.
"I told you a long time ago, you just don't believe me." Lin Lan rolled his eyes at the other party again: "Not only is he a swordsman, but he is also very powerful in formations."
At this time, Zhang Shengli was approaching the canyon step by step.
As he got closer, he could clearly feel the trembling of the long sword in his space.
If it weren't for being in the space, Zhang Shengli could confirm that the sword would have flown out uncontrollably.
These sword marks seem like a person dancing on the cliff.
Those sword marks seemed to come alive and penetrated into Zhang Shengli's mind.
The more he watched, the more fascinated he became. Eventually, he almost forgot that there were two people watching behind him.
"Senior brother, how long do you think Uncle Sheng can last?"
"It's hard to say, as he is now, it seems that he has not been affected."
"Yes. Look at how addicted he is now. I dare say that even if you put a sword to his neck, he won't even notice."
The two of them just stood not far away, watching silently.
"Oh, I wish I had apples to eat."
"What?"
"It's the kind of fruit I gave you just now. Eat it while you wait. How good is it?"
Ling Kuan was speechless.
At this time, Zhang Shengli suddenly moved.
There was a long sword in his hand, and as soon as the long sword came out, he was forced to fly towards the cliff.
Following the sword mark, the sword slashed across it.
Every time I draw my sword, it always lands on the sword mark.
As if there is a focus, with a slight stroke, the body flies again, beautiful and very beautiful.
The two were dumbfounded.
He sat there and stared at Zhang Shengli blankly.
"Let me tell you, he must be a master. He can't hide it this time."
Lin Lan's eyes were shining and she was talking proudly.
"He has no storage equipment. Where is the sword hidden?"
"Why not? The ring he wears on his finger is a storage device."
"ring!"
"Yes, I have been observing for a long time. When he brought me an apple, he deliberately took it out from his pocket, thinking that I would not be able to see it."
As he watched, Ling Kuan had forgotten to speak.
"Senior brother, I will seize the opportunity later and worship him as my disciple!"
Um?
Ling Kuan suddenly turned his head and looked at his junior sister, wondering why she had such an idea.
"Sword cultivator, even if you don't follow the path of sword cultivator, you can always learn this sword technique. Look at the sword technique he uses now, it is much better than those in our sect."
Not so good.
Now Zhang Shengli's body has never touched the ground, and not a single move has been repeated from beginning to end.
He made sword marks all over the cliff.
Do it once forward and again backwards.
It seems that it is not enough, so I do it again.
This effect can be quite inspiring just by watching it from a distance.
"Senior brother, have you seen that if you perform that stunt like this, the power will be even greater?
And the way he applies force, the speed and accuracy with which he draws his sword..."
Lin Lan is like a know-it-all. Although he glances at it from time to time, he can analyze everything.
On the other hand, Ling Kuan, although he also uses a sword, can only read two words from beginning to end.
sharp!
As for being powerful to a certain extent, he couldn't say at all.
"He is not from our sect. I worship him as my teacher. My father's place..."
Lin Lan chuckled: "The sect leader will definitely agree."
"Why?"
"Because he can refine the elixir to repair the soul, and he was the one who found the resurrecting grass. How could the sect master disagree?"
Ling Kuan shook his head: "Let's see and then talk."
"What else are you looking at? He is in a good mood now. If he doesn't seize this opportunity, it will be difficult for him to become a disciple in the future."
Ling Kuan's mouth twitched
My junior sister is good at everything, but her brain circuit is a bit hard to follow.
He was just a hunter before, but within a short time, he began to become his disciple in an instant.
"Senior brother, you have to seize the opportunity by yourself. It is our fate to know him. If we fail to seize it this time, we will regret it in the future."
Ling Kuan took a deep breath: "Okay, I'll try it later."
"What are you trying to do? It must succeed. He must be the master who destroyed the Zhenyang Sect."
"Then why don't you bow?" Ling Kuan couldn't help but asked.
"I'm different. I have a master."
"But uncle, she..."
"Then she is also my master. Besides, if I am not talented enough, there is no way she would like me."
During the conversation, Zhang Shengli's sword dance had come to an end.
For a moment, Zhang Shengli was surrounded by sword aura, which was originally just dancing with his sword.
Then, the sword energy suddenly changed and directly attached to the long sword.
boom!
A sword was swung out, starting from him, and stretched directly into the canyon.
Then a sword light struck directly on the canyon.
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire stone wall was split into two directly from the middle.
He forcibly carved a way out.
call!
The long sword in Zhang Shengli's hand was flying around him, and the feeling of wanting to escape disappeared.
The avenue formed a line with him.
Taking him as the starting point, standing at the entrance of the avenue, it seems to be integrated with the surrounding environment.
If you don't look at it, you won't be able to feel Zhang Shengli's presence at all.