"Three hundred years ago, this old man actually stayed in this space for three hundred years. How is this possible?"
The old man looked at Ye Bai's disbelieving look and couldn't help but smile and said: "You don't need to be so surprised. This sword stone is the inheritance token of our Sword Sect. It can slow down the dissipation of human souls and keep it intact for hundreds of years." Dispersed, but..."
At this point, the old man's voice was slightly bitter. He paused and then said: "Once you enter, you can never get out. You can only maintain the existence of your soul body. In fact, it is no different from death. "
The old man showed a hint of reluctance, his eyes were blurred, and he said with a sense of sadness: "Back then, if it hadn't been for an accident, I was besieged by the enemy, was ambushed, and my body was dissipated, so I could only take refuge in this sword stone. Otherwise, how could I make such a bad move, and you wouldn't be able to see me here today."
Ye Bai's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the old man, his mouth open so wide that he could almost fit an egg in it.
"Soul body, sword gate? sword stone? Three hundred years ago? What kind of mess are these?"
"This old man is actually a soul. No wonder he can float in the air, invisible and without substance." Thinking of this, Ye Bai couldn't help but have a trace of pity in his eyes.
The old man seemed to have understood the meaning of his gaze, but he only smiled slightly and said, "Follow me!" After saying that, he moved forward first, his body floating in the air illusoryly, drifting in one direction.
Ye Bai had no choice but to follow him. At this time, he was confused and full of problems that he wanted to solve. Even if the old man didn't let him follow, he still wanted to go and explore the situation by himself.
Finally, half an hour later, the two came to a slightly strange space, which seemed to be the center of the entire purple mist. After arriving here, the old man stood up straight and showed a hint of reluctance. Ye Bai did not dare to Excuse me, after a while, the old man's voice sounded again, murmuring: "Child, don't you want to know who I am, don't you want to know where this place is, don't you want to know the sword skills just now What is it? Then let me slowly tell you the answer one by one!"
Ye Bai couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard this. He immediately became excited and said respectfully: "Please tell me!"
The old man's voice became vague and uncertain, and seemed to come from hundreds of years ago. The whole person seemed to be in a state of insanity, and he said in a recalling manner: "Since I was born, I have been named after the sword, and for more than a hundred years from now on. , it has always been like this, so you can call me Old Jian, or you can call me Old Man Qianjian!"
Ye Bai nodded, not daring to disturb, and listened to the old man continue: "In ancient times, there was a sword sect, which took the sword as its life, the sword as the sky, and the sword as the father. They worshiped the sword, sacrificed to the sword, and even sacrificed their own lives. He uses his blood to nourish the sword, forge the sword, refine the sword, treat the sword like a wife and a son, and never leave her for life, putting the sword first in everything."
"Child, do you know what kind of sword skill those ten thousand swords were hanging in the air just now?"
Ye Bai shook his head, but he still felt a chill when he thought about it. The pressure of thousands of swords hanging in the air was released at once. It was really terrifying. If you use this to fight against the enemy, you don't even need to take action to kill a person. Confidence collapsed, sword energy dissipated, and he became a useless person!
Obviously, the old man just now was just to test him, and he did not show his true strength under the pressure of ten thousand swords. Otherwise, Ye Bai, who is not in the realm of the mysterious person, might not be able to withstand it.
In a moment, he was crushed into powder by the power of the ten thousand swords.
The old man's expression was indifferent, but with a hint of solemnity, and he said: "That's the sword formation!"
Sighing slightly, the old man continued: "People only know about swordsmanship, sword skills, and kendo, but they don't know that among sword cultivation, there is another one that is the most secret and powerful, but at the same time, it is also the most difficult to practice.
, the most difficult sword skill, that is, sword formation!"
Ye Bai's eyes were blank and he said: "Sword formation?"
The old man nodded and said: "In ancient times, there were thousands of sects. Each sect and sect spent endless energy and wealth to build a line to protect the mountain. It could not be broken by attack, and it could not be broken by attack. Once activated, the mountain would be thousands of miles away.
It is beyond human power to destroy the ground, thousands of miles of sea, and overnight mulberry fields. Among these formations, when it comes to attack integrity and strength, the sword formation is the best."
"Child, you may imagine that when you take out a sword, make a swordsmanship gesture that you think is great, and want to compete with the opponent, the opponent waves his hand, and suddenly there are thousands more densely packed things in the sky.
The sharp swords fell together and shot towards you. How did you feel at that time?"
Ye Bai stood dumbly, and after a long while, he murmured with some uncertainty: "Insignificant, invincible, even heartbroken, not even thinking of escaping!"
Hearing this, Jian Lao nodded happily and said: "Yes, it is small, invincible, heart-wrenching, and has no idea of escaping!"
"This is the Sword Gate Sword Formation. Once it is established, you can be almost invincible in the world! With ordinary sword skills, you may be able to defeat one person or ten people. With high-level sword skills, you may be able to defeat hundreds or thousands of people. However, only the sword formation can defeat you.
To block ten thousand with one is the true sword technique that can defeat ten thousand enemies!"
"Sword formation is also a type of swordsmanship, but many people have ignored it, or have never thought that someone can master it!"
Ye Bai was a little stunned and said: "The sword formation just now was actually real?"
When Jian Lao heard this, he couldn't help but smile awkwardly. After a long time, he touched his beard and said: "Ahem... If the sword formation is so easy to practice, there will be no such thing as a ten thousand enemy. Everyone will practice the sword formation.
Now, who would practice those ordinary sword skills? The problem is, this sword formation is not so easy to practice. No one among ten thousand people can practice it, let alone the kind of Ten Thousand Swords just now.
It was the only ninth-level sword formation. Even the founder of the Sword Sect could not do it. The scene just now was just an illusion that was automatically transformed into the sword and stone space. It was not real at all.
"
When Ye Bai heard this, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at the old man: "So, you can't do it either, hahaha..." When he thought about it, if someone could really use the Formation of Ten Thousand Swords,
That's not really invincible in the world. If you only see it once, no one will have the confidence to practice any sword skills. It turns out that since ancient times, no one has mastered it. Even the mysterious old swordsman in front of him.
Neither will.
Hearing this, Jian Lao couldn't guess what he was thinking. He snorted coldly and said: "Boy, don't be too happy too early. I really don't know how to form the Formation of Ten Thousand Swords, but do you still remember that I talked to him earlier?"
What did you say my title was?"
Ye Bai was stunned, thought for a moment, and said, "It's Old Man Qianjian!"
Hearing this, Old Jian said calmly: "Then do you know what the old man of Qianjian means?"
Hearing this, Ye Bai was confused. Suddenly, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide, looked at the old man incredulously, and murmured: "You have mastered the Thousand Swords Formation, right?"
Jian Lao said proudly: "Yes, although it is not as powerful as ten thousand swords, with my strength, it is enough to drive 3,650 swords to form the Great Zhou Huayuan Formation, which spans the world. Except for a few three or five people, There is no rival, and the one who is further away, the Zifu Tianyuan Sword Formation with 4,444 swords, is only one step away!"
Ye Bai opened his mouth wide and was speechless. He was stunned.
"One person can control three thousand six hundred and fifty swords. What kind of ability is this? Damn, it turns out that the old man in front of me is also a pervert-level existence. Who else can do this in today's world?"
He couldn't help but asked cautiously: "Then... how long did it take you to practice to this point?"
The old man said with a smile on his face: "Soon, it will only be more than one hundred and fifty years old."
Ye Bai asked again: "How many people in your sect can cultivate to this level?"
The old man smiled slightly and held out three fingers: "Even including the founder of the sect, there are only three of them!"
When Ye Bai heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, the world was finally normal. Not all of them were abnormal. For thousands of years, there were only three people. It was obvious that the higher sword formation was impossible. Those who cultivate are just flowers in the environment and flowers in the water. Otherwise, the world is full of people like this walking sideways, where would there be room for a small person like him? He felt sure at the same time, but couldn't help but ask: "Then you In the Sword Sect, how far can the average person finally reach in cultivation?"
Hearing Ye Bai's words, Jian Lao couldn't help but his expression darkened. He raised his head and looked at the sky. After a long time, he said silently: "The Jianmen has been passed down for thousands of years and has countless disciples. However, those who can cultivate to the Thousand Swords Formation are not More than ten people, ordinary disciples, in a lifetime, a hundred years, the big ones can wield hundreds of swords, while the small ones can only wield dozens of swords. The difficulty of swordsmanship is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky, and the difficulty of sword formation is as difficult as the blue sky. Take it to the next level!”
Having said this, he couldn't help but became speechless, his expression gloomy, and the previous pride disappeared in an instant.
When Ye Bai saw this, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful, but seeing the old man's expression, he couldn't say anything to comfort him. He became extremely embarrassed for a while, but the old man seemed to have forgotten him and was immersed in the past years. Long memories, like the stars and sand in the Ganges River, flow through my heart for a while.
Suddenly, he looked solemn, turned around, turned his back to Ye Bai, and said to Ye Bai in an extremely desolate and sincere tone: "Do you want to learn the art of sword formation?"
Ye Bai was in embarrassment. When he heard this, he didn't react for a moment. He couldn't help but froze, and turned his head to look at the old man strangely.
The old man's eyes were like stars, shining brightly. He drank from the distance and asked again: "Do you want to learn the art of sword formation?"