The young man looked at Zhao Fan with enthusiasm and said: "Master Jiezu, I was originally a mediocre swordsman, but the long years of mediocrity have never dulled my desire for power. However, my qualifications are limited and my level can only stagnate. Not forward."
He took a deep breath and said: "Last night, a voice came into my consciousness. The other person was the Holy Ancestor! The only supreme Holy Ancestor in the entire Yanxi Realm! I feel honored! And he said that it will be soon In the future, there will be a catastrophe that will destroy the entire domain, and he has no way to do it. Only you, Lord Jie, have the hope to turn the tide, but you need to reach the peak of the extreme realm..."
Zhao Fan listened quietly.
The young man continued: "I am an ordinary sword cultivator. Even if I died in the past, I would die quietly. Let alone the whole world, I would not make any waves even in my small town. Now, I am lucky enough to participate in this event. In the event of a major event that affects the survival of the realm, even if I die, I will be honored, I am proud of myself!"
"Um."
Zhao Fan saw determination in the other party's eyes.
That strong heart that is not willing to be lonely and mediocre.
After the young man finished speaking, he saluted and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Jie Zu, I didn't notice the tone for a while and got carried away."
"It doesn't matter."
Zhao Fan waved his hand casually, took out two bottles of wine, and handed one to the other party, "Here, let's drink first."
"Master Jiezu gave me wine, my life is worth it!"
Li Rudao looked at the former gratefully.
Although he is the most powerful and eternal, in that city, because his strength is not outstanding, he hardly gets the respect of the monks at the same level.
However.
The superior Jie Ancestor, who fought and killed six of the ten great ancestral realms, didn't even have the slightest airs to sit down and drink with him...
"Li Rudao, what is your wish?"
Zhao Fan asked while drinking: "I will make it happen for you."
"Wish?"
Li Rudao held the wine bottle and thought.
But he remained silent for a long time.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid that if you have too many wishes, I will think you are greedy?" Zhao Fan said with a smile: "It's okay. If you have anything, just tell me. As long as I can do it, I won't refuse."
"actually……"
Li Rudao smiled awkwardly and said: "Wish is a luxurious word for a monk like me, and it was a little unexpected for a while. Hmm..."
"Then are you concerned?" Zhao Fan asked from a different angle.
"My parents died in the war, and only one sister is left."
Li Rudao said with a happy giggle: "She has already married a long time ago and is living a good life. And my Taoist companion has also parted ways with me long ago. I still love her, but the last time I saw her with If we stay together forever, we can only be blessed. Therefore, Master Jiezu, I have no worries."
"All right."
Zhao Fan sighed slightly in his heart.
If you don't want to achieve disaster quickly.
I'm afraid that for endless years, I won't have any intersection with Li Rudao.
And in the entire Yanxi Realm, there are as many monks as Li Rudao.
"So be it."
When Li Rudao said this, his tone suddenly stopped and he quickly changed his words: "Lord Jiezu, I have a wish!"
"Well, let's talk." Zhao Fan saw that the wine bottle in the other person's hand was empty, so he handed over another bottle.
"It is rumored..."
Li Rudao looked at Zhao Fan with admiration, "You are the ultimate master of swordsmanship in the entire realm. I am also a swordsman, so please allow me to be bold and want to see your swordsmanship."
"OK."
Zhao Fan agreed without hesitation.
For him, this kind of wish is just a piece of cake.
However, it can make Li Rudao achieve ultimate spiritual satisfaction.
"Come with me."
Zhao Fan stretched out his hand and locked the life-essential Li Rudao through the air.
A moment.
Entered the third floor of the Nine Realms Tower.
Zhao Fan's thoughts moved.
This place turned into a scene of a huge world.
Zhao Fan raised his palm, released an eternal force, turned it into a means of isolation and wrapped it around the Liru sword, and then said: "You can just watch from within, and you won't be affected by the power of my sword."
"this……"
Li Rudao said with some worry: "Since we are isolated, will it not feel so real?"
"Won't."
Zhao Fan explained: "This isolation method only prevents power from leaking in, but it has no impact on all aspects of perception."
"Thank you, Master Jiezu."
Li Rudao was relieved.
He opened his eyes as wide as possible, unblinking, for fear of missing a wonderful moment.
And in the next moment.
Zhao Fan reached out and took off the ancestral sword Wrath Blood hanging on his back.
"Wow!"
Li Rudao felt his blood boiling, "That's the legendary bloody sword of the Jie Ancestor."
"It's called angry blood."
Zhao Fan said something considerately and started running "Extinction" and "Nine Earthquakes".
He presented the various secret techniques of swordsmanship that he usually learned as a pastime in sequence and in a leisurely manner.
One after another, the power of the sword destroys the heaven and the earth!
All kinds of sword lights!
Li Rudao couldn't help but fantasize about what it would be like to reach this level...
Gradually.
Zhao Fan put away his sword and stood up, looking back at Li Rudao and chuckled, "This is my way of swordsmanship."
"So strong, so beautiful..."
Li Rudao smiled with dull eyes and said: "After experiencing Lord Jiezu's sword technique, I will die without regrets."
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded and returned to the top space with Li Ru Dao. He thought for a while and said: "If there are no other wishes, let's start and think about it again."
If you don't do more for the other person, you always feel like you owe something.
After Li Rudao racked his brains, he took out his scarred sword, held it up with both hands and handed it to Zhao Fan, "This sword has been with me for a long time, like a brother, but I can't take care of it." I treat it well, but I always let it get hurt. Once I die, no one will value it, and it will naturally decay under the erosion of time. I... don't want it to follow me. This weak master has never shined. It has fallen to that point, so I would like to ask Lord Jie Ancestor to sign his name on its blade, so that it will be worth it even if it is destroyed immediately, okay?"
"Can."
Zhao Fan stretched out his fingertips, slightly released the eternal power, and carved the word "Jie Zu" on the blade.
He smiled: "Turn over to the other side."
"ah?"
Li Rudao turned the blade over without knowing why.
Zhao Fan then carved the word "creation" on the other side, "This is the title I gave to my ancestors before I was granted the title of creation, creation."
"I have heard."
Li Rudao was extremely excited. He gently stroked the blade and put it down. He looked at Zhao Fan without hesitation and said, "Master Jiezu, I have delayed you for too long. Let's start now!"
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