The disciples of the Sword Sect were originally surprised by the extremely powerful sword power that had never appeared before. Suddenly, they felt several sword intentions in the world and were startled. They quickly walked out of the cave to check.
"It seems to have come from several major spiritual peaks."
"Is there a venerable man competing with swords?"
Venerable Guan Guang proudly looked at the sword intent appearing everywhere and laughed, "The more people there are in the sword dance, the better it is. If the Emperor of Immortality doesn't mind, please call some more people."
"random."
"Hahaha, the Sword Sect disciples are here!"
"Yes!" The swordsmen from all peaks responded loudly, their anger rising into the sky, and their clanging sound like swords striking each other.
"Today we will compete with the Emperor Changsheng for sword power. You may want to give it a try!"
"What I wish for!"
"Okay, let's perform swordplay together. Please hold on a little longer and don't lose face in front of the guests!"
The disciples of the Sword Sect are most passionate about swordsmanship. After hearing this, their fighting spirit was raging, and the sky in the Spring and Autumn Period, which could change according to their mood, also became hot, as if it had become a furnace.
There are actually not many disciples in the sect, but they are all the second and third generations of top monks and their direct lineage, or outstanding disciples who come to study from branch lines.
These people have either inherited the swordsmanship of the second generation or are the ancestors of the new sword lineage. Most of them are venerables, and a small number are Tianjun and Zhenjun who are still learning swordsmanship.
At this moment, nearly 1,600 sword intentions are contending, which is so spectacular.
Yan Weishan, a disciple of Master Quzhi Jian Wuning, watched his master practice sword moves on the top of the mountain, and felt a little complicated in his heart.
He couldn't help but recall the emperor he met in Tianzun Palace. Her roots were no secret in the eyes of high-level monks. She was Yi Zhan, the former crown prince of the Mortal Kingdom, and he had met her before.
Who knew that the child he had scolded when he traveled to China had already found a new way of swordsmanship, while he was still groping in his master's way of swordsmanship.
What did you say at that time?
I saw that she was recruiting mortals to cut down trees and create things for her with the enlightenment book on cultivation. He scolded her for making three mistakes. The first was to be opportunistic. The second was to not follow the rules of her disciples. The third was to take advantage of ordinary people's pursuit of the Tao.
But she replied: I use my things in exchange for what I want, they use their abilities in exchange for knocking on the door, who is opportunistic.
Until today, when he thought about that incident, he also thought that she wanted to build a house for herself to live in, but instead of doing it herself, she tried to trick others, which was not beneficial to her spiritual practice.
A swordsman's eyes are on the sword and his heart is on the sword. What he talks about is the true word. What he practices is to move forward indomitably and practice hard. How can he advocate a profit-oriented and speculative approach? It will only make people unable to hold the sword in their hands steadily.
But looking at this person now, it seems that her hands are always behind her back, and her mouth is used to give orders. She sticks to the rule of "inducing others" to the end, so she became a high-ranking emperor.
By the way, he realized a line of imperial swords and used it to decorate his authority.
In Yanwei Shanyan's eyes, a song is a song, and a straight song is a straight song. But Zhan Changfeng made him realize that what he thought was a song was not necessarily a song, and what he thought was a straight song was not necessarily straight.
There are many roads, who is qualified to tell another person how to go?
After he figured this out, his mood suddenly became enlightened. He knew that he was suitable for the straight and straight swordsmanship. However, the leaves on a tree are different. If he wants to inherit the master's lineage, he must also develop it. This is the way. The long-lasting way of inheritance.
Venerable Quzhi Jian Wuning keenly noticed that the sword intention on his body had a hint of personal characteristics, and with a look of satisfaction on his face, he deliberately lowered his sword power to give him room to practice.
There are more than a thousand mountain peaks, and all the swords are dancing together, their intentions and momentum are unrelated to each other, and they are competing for the edge, directly shaking the mountain guarding formation, showing their majesty in the miserable state of Spring and Autumn, and attracting the attention of monks from all sects.
After half a stick of incense, the swordsmen Zhenjun and Tianjun gradually fell under the powerful sword force of the venerable, but they were not discouraged. They calmed down their excitement, understood each sword intention, learned from each other's strong points, and even achieved enlightenment in many cases. .
After another half day, those with strong sword power became extremely powerful, while those with weak sword power gradually lost strength. Many venerables regretfully sheathed their swords and stared at the swordsmanship that was still being practiced.
"The Immortal Emperor's newly acquired Dao marks are not far behind others. He has undoubtedly developed a powerful line of swordsmanship."
"But who can learn such emperor's power?"
The eyes of the swords were all burning.
Yan Weishan, who could not bear the pressure and sheathed his sword, wiped his sweat and stared at his master with fiery eyes, carefully trying to figure out the essence of the Quzhi Sword. Suddenly, an inappropriate thought came to his mind.
How could he remember that when he was in China, the kid named Yi Zhan practiced the basic sword techniques of the Sword Sect?
Looking towards the Lingwu Peak, which no one had ever climbed up before, he saw a shadow of golden light dancing with a sword, as if he wanted to hold the entire world in his palm, and it struck his heart like a thunderbolt from the clear sky.
She, she can't be the direct descendant of the Sword Ancestor, right?
No, no, no, if it was a direct inheritance, why didn't Sword Ancestor clear her name?
Yan Weishan attributed all of this to chance, but he didn't know that the Sword of Change, the Sword of Nowhere, the Sword of Annihilation, the Sword of Nothingness, the Sword of the Straight and the Straight, the Sword of Wuning, and the Sword of Shouzhong, the Wusha. , will perform swordplay with her. In addition to sparring, there are also some unspeakable thoughts.
In the past, many disciples, including them, asked Sword Ancestor for the empty peak, but Sword Ancestor said that it was reserved for the second generation.
They also thought that they would have a junior brother or sister.
However, the peak has a name, but no one.
Sword Ancestor and Zhan Changfeng didn't seem to know each other. They didn't ask or tell, just treating this sword show as a competition between fellow sects!
After practicing the sword for a long time, the three and four generations of venerables couldn't raise their hands. Looking around, only the second generation and Zhan Changfeng were left holding on.
Undoubtedly, this also proves the strength of the second generation.
Xiaoyao Jian Guanguan shouted, "Senior Brother Wuchang, after all the swordsmanship is over, who can compete? Why don't you raise your head and let the guests see the majestic swordsmanship!"
The Master of Impermanence remained silent and his eyes were calm, like a man who had returned after all the vicissitudes of life, built a house on the cliff and fished. His moves were exhausted and he stabbed with a sword. Throughout the past and present, everything appeared, and the vicissitudes of life were revealed!
The sky in the east is steep and dark, the hollow wind seems to be blowing from the ruins, all dharma is silent, and the ten directions are extinct!
Irrelevant, the venerable one takes out his sword casually, thousands of swords and green lotuses, the shapes and shadows are both virtual and real, free and boundless, the heart is the heaven and the earth, everything is me!
Venerable Wu Ning's eyes gleamed, he stood up, transformed into tens of thousands of people, and his sword power was overwhelming and boundless.
It had been a long time since the disciples of the Sword Sect had seen the second-generation Venerable take action with all his strength. He was so excited that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. Then he saw Venerable Wuning, who was guarding the sword, quietly using his sword. He was moderate and peaceful, but quietly disappeared from all the ways. Sword intent!
A disciple's eyes suddenly turned red and he murmured, "I hope that in my lifetime, I won't see the second generation of venerables take action together."
No one heard this sentence, but there were different swordsmen. At this moment, similar complexities appeared in their expressions.
Zhan Changfeng was not as full of ideas as the disciples of the Sword Sect. She saw that several sages had used their own unique swords, so of course she would not be perfunctory.
Draw the sword as you please, the Imperial Sword will shine forever!
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