In the thundering sea, Hun Xiaotian faced the purple thunder curtain and took a few deep breaths.
The figure of the old man appeared, and when he saw Little Queen Hun again, he let out a sigh: "Boy, you are actually getting better again."
His figure was still surrounded by purple thunder, and his true appearance could not be seen clearly.
"Do you want to break into the purple thunder realm this time?"
The old man said quietly.
Hun Xiaotian understood the old man's temper, so he did not salute politely, but nodded firmly.
"Um."
The old man sighed like a bull roaring, sounding a little impatient, then spread his hands and said: "That's it, that's it! For the sake of that girl Shuang'er, I'll give you some pointers."
Hun Xiaotian was overjoyed and was about to say thank you, but he swallowed the words that came to his lips. His last kick was quite serious, but Hun Xiaotian still remembered it.
The old man was dodged by him, and felt frustrated. He scratched the back of his head irritably and said, "Show me the Seven Swords you have learned."
Hun Xiaotian also showed his clumsiness, from pointing at a blue sea to pointing at seven falling leaves, he demonstrated the Seven-finger Sword Art that he had learned one by one. In the thundering sea, sword shadows were flying in various directions, and the demonstration of the Seven-finger Sword Art was completed in one go.
Afterwards, Hun Xiaotian was secretly proud. He thought the old man would praise him a few words, but he didn't want to grow old, so he cursed: "What bullshit! That's it? Are you worthy of using a sword? You are so inferior to that little girl."
inside!"
"What?"
Hun Xiaotian ate a turtle and was very depressed.
The old man said: "Boy, don't be unconvinced. Let me ask you, which of your seven swords contains the sword's intention, and which sword contains the sword's way?"
Hun Xiaotian was dumbfounded. He had nowhere to say anything and couldn't argue.
The old man said again: "You have no sense of swordsmanship at all. Saying that you are not worthy of using a sword is just flattering you. Don't you think that using spiritual power to urge a sword means using a sword?"
The corner of Hun Xiaotian's mouth twitched. It was the first time that he was so miserable. As the old man said, he had indeed used the sword like this before.
Buzzing, Xishan began to tremble. Hun Xiaotian raised it to his eyes and took a closer look, and unexpectedly felt a trace of anger on it.
"Hey! How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me even with a small accompanying sword spirit."
A ball of purple thunder condensed in the palm of the old man's hand. The purple light shone with overwhelming momentum, and Xishan immediately calmed down.
Hun Xiaotian was stunned. It turned out that Xishan was complaining on his behalf, and he mistakenly thought that Xishan was laughing at him.
Does the sword heart the old man mentioned have the ability to communicate with the sword spirit? If so, he really has no sword heart at all.
Looking at his thoughtful expression, he nodded and said: "It's not hopeless..."
Hun Xiaotian knelt down on one knee and said sincerely: "Senior, please teach me sword skills."
The old man stroked his beard and said: "This... is pretty much..."
The corners of Hun Xiaotian's eyes twitched, this old man's temper was really weird.
"Kid, please remember, I have no other intention of teaching you swordsmanship. I just don't want you to ruin my Purple Thunder Domain."
"Yes, I got it, kid." Hun Xiaotian replied in astonishment. It seems that he really cherishes this Purple Thunder Territory.
The old man crossed his legs like an old monk under the Bodhi tree, and Hun Xiaotian also sat on the ground, gathering his mind and preparing to listen carefully.
The old man said faintly: "If using spiritual power to urge a sword is to use a sword, then what is the point of the sword? No matter what weapon you have in your hand, it will have the same effect. Even a wooden stick can be extremely powerful. That withered sword can
Isn’t that what the attainments of the Sword Sect are like? Then why does the ancestor of the Kujian Sword stick to the Green Water Sword? It is only the Green Water Sword that can perfectly display the swordsmanship of the Sword Sword."
"When it comes to using swords, Xishu Sword Mountain is the leader in the world. Don't think that just because you have defeated a few small fish and shrimps with brute force, your sword is better than Xishu Mountain. Compared with the expertise in that field
, you are still far behind."
The old man's every word was like a pearl, and Hun Xiaotian kept nodding in his heart.
"Although I don't specialize in swordsmanship, I also know that these seven swords of yours can only be called sword styles. They are the lowest form of sword techniques, and they are still as far away from the sword techniques of the upper three levels as a chasm."
"Senior, what does the sword technique on the third level refer to?"
The old man groaned, and then spoke, the sound was like morning bells and evening drums: "It's not difficult to say, that is the heart of the sword, the will of the sword and the way of the sword."
He continued: "You have just touched the realm of the sword. As for the meaning of the sword and the way of the sword, it has always been a personal understanding. I can't help you. I can only tell you, don't go astray in the sword sect."
, otherwise, it would be good for you to specialize in the skills of the nine tribes in the Barbarian Realm."
Hun Xiaotian touched Xishan and nodded. Thinking of Ning'er, he realized where he was missing! Ning'er's sister's three-talent Feixue Zhenjue was clearly a realm of swordsmanship. As the old man said, he was completely
Relying on brute strength to defeat the enemy, the only thing that defeats the enemy is the determination to risk death and survive. The two want to compete and judge the superiority.
"Taking the mind of the sword into one's mind is a compulsory lesson for disciples of the Jade Clearing Realm of Jianshan Mountain in Western Shu. It is also very suitable for you now. You should think about it carefully."
"Yes, senior."
The old man said again: "The sword is spread out with twelve fingers, and the fingers have sword skills. From now on, don't let me see your bullshit sword moves again."
Uh~
The twelve fingers of the sword were opened, and there were kendos on them. Hun Xiaotian took a few deep breaths of turbid air. One kendo is enough for a person to learn a lifetime. How can these twelve kendos be easier said than done?
"I dare to ask my seniors, if a person only has ten fingers, how can he come up with the idea of twelve fingers?"
"Good question." The old man shouted.
"I don't know either."
"What?" The old man's previous majestic image collapsed instantly. Hun Xiaotian felt sad, but he didn't dare to contradict him.
The old man added: "Otherwise, how could the Twelve Finger Sword Mountain be in such a state of decline?"
Hun Xiaotian thought carefully, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. What the old man said was not unreasonable. No one in the world knew the origin of the name of Sword Mountain. Now it seems that it has a lot to do with the twelve-fingered sword.
What are the last two fingers of the twelve-fingered sword?
After a long time, Hun Xiaotian bowed deeply and said, "Xiaotian, thank you, senior, for your guidance." Although the old man did not teach him the sword technique, he showed him a clear path. Before, he had to cross the river by feeling for stones.
The old man waved his hand and said: "If it weren't for that little girl Shuang'er, I wouldn't bother to care about you. Also, don't even think about ruining my Purple Thunder Territory again."
"yes."
The old man said again without showing his verbosity: "Let me warn you again. The two boys I have taught me barely managed to become emperors. If you are incompetent, don't even say you have met me."
Hun Xiaotian looked depressed, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "This... this old man's tone is really quite serious."
"Xiaotian wants to ask, what is the name of senior Gao Xing?"
The figure was silent for a while and said: "I have even forgotten my name. It's not impossible to see you, but..."
"But what?"
"You're going to get kicked by me."
"What?"
The moment the thunder clouds dispersed, Hun Xiaotian saw the old man's true appearance clearly. At the same time, he felt severe pain in his buttocks and was kicked by him.
After swimming out of the sea, Hun Xiaotian looked towards the thundering sea area and shuddered bitterly.
Monster, what an old monster.
After returning to Jiushou Peak, Hun Xiaotian met his busy junior fellow apprentices and made his decision to retreat to several senior fellow apprentices.
Lu Kouchuan and others happily accepted his decision, and everything was arranged for him.
Hun Xiaotian picked some wild flowers and placed them together with a small bamboo man in front of Feng Ning'er's tomb.
"Sister Ning'er, brother Xiaotian must use what they are best at... to defeat them."
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Xishu Jianshan
Since ancient times, the road to Shu has been difficult, and it is difficult to reach the blue sky. The ordinary people in the desolate land of Bashan and Chushui are different from the Taoist immortals flying around. They have been looking up at the fairy mountain shrouded in clouds and mist all year round. Although the mortal world cannot compare, they are also grateful to Jian Mountain.
Under the protection of Shu, news has long been spread to Shu. Several large cities adjacent to the barbarian territory have been invaded by evil spirits. The people affected have become bloodthirsty and easy to kill, like ghosts and demons. They are as far away as Shu.
All the people are secretly grateful to have the protection of this Jianshan Immortal. In recent years, the fragrance of Jianshan in Xishu has become more prosperous than before.
There is also a rumor that Tian Chenzi, the headmaster of Xishu Jianshan who has been wandering for three hundred years, is about to return. This is great news. The people of Xishu all burn incense, pray and worship.
This rumor naturally spread to the ears of Master Yuxing, the acting headmaster of Xishu Jianshan. He looked at the endless stream of pilgrims worshiping the mountain, and felt a little angry for no reason. After so many years, he had been in charge of Xishu Jianshan for so many years.
Worse than a rumor.
Those ignorant people are really a little annoyed. The Master has been wandering for three hundred years without any news. How could he suddenly come back?
However, he froze in the next moment. Clouds and mist rolled in the sky above Chixiao Peak, and a familiar breath came to him. He murmured to himself in disbelief:
It's the master...he actually...really...returned!! This chapter has been completed!