After Qianqiu Sect Leader heard this voice, his expression became solemn and he waved his hands. The silver sword light that had been shot stopped abruptly and hung in the sword formation.
Liangchen looked around and saw the red-faced old man behind the Confucian scholar speaking.
The old man has a slightly stooped figure but a strong spirit. He has been standing behind Qianqiu Sect Master like an ordinary servant.
But at this moment, he looked at Liangchen's sword formation, his eyes were full of shock, and his face was even more red, as if the rising sun reflected on his face, making it a bright red.
"Sunset Sword! Li Xishuang!" Liangchen suddenly remembered the kind old man who taught him the divine forging skills and the Ten Thousand Destruction Sword Formation. He vaguely remembered the old story of the Sword Sect that he once said. It seemed that he had a close relationship with the Sword Sect.
Although I don’t know the relationship between the West Sword Sect and the Sunset Sword, since they are both based on the sword formation, I guess they are not from the same sect, but they should also have the same spirit.
In the situation before us, facing a late-stage Nascent Soul monk and a mid-stage monk, there was no chance of escape, let alone this mysterious old man who had always been unusually quiet. At such a good time, it was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw and stopped his movements.
"Sunset Sword counts me as half a master." Although Liangchen wanted to say that he was his master, the old man did not have the gift of master and disciple other than teaching two techniques. Even though there were several hints and conversations, he never expressed his intention to accept a disciple, so he was embarrassed to force the title of master.
"Oh! Are you serious about this?" The red-faced old man's face froze when he heard this, and then he suddenly descended on the field with a burst of boundless momentum.
This kind of coercion is much stronger than the previous sword intention of Qianqiu Sect Master!
"God Transformation Monk!" Liangchen's heart trembled, and a thought came to his mind!
The old man Feng Xue on the side turned pale with shock and was stunned. The two circling ice swords trembled and whined back under such terrifying pressure.
He felt difficulty breathing and was trembling all over. His eyes moved wildly, and he suddenly thought of a certain big shot!
His legs softened and he knelt on the ground with a plop!
"Why did you, old man, come here..." Old Man Fengxue murmured in a low voice, not knowing whether he was asking the old man or talking to himself.
Seeing that the old man had completely released his breath, Qianqiu Sect Master withdrew the sword array with one move, put the sword away, took two steps back and stood sideways, as if everything that happened next had nothing to do with him.
At the same time, there was a crackling sound of bones dislocating in the old man's body, and his rickety body gradually straightened up.
The red glow on his face also quietly faded away, and a layer of yellowish luster emerged. The originally chubby face gradually deflated, as if it was leaking air, and became a thin one.
After the transformation, the old man seemed to be half a foot taller. He stood as straight as a sword and exuded a faint luster that made people dare not look directly at him.
"How dare you, junior, deceive me!"
"Senior Li treated me like a disciple and taught me the skills of sword formation, but he was unwilling to let me worship under his disciple. But in my heart, he is undoubtedly the master." Under this thorny luster, Liangchen said, Unable to hold on any longer, the Star Sword Formation suddenly dispersed and once again formed a small golden sword and returned to the body.
If it was at its peak before, I would still have some thoughts of struggle, but with the current situation, I can only take a gamble.
After all, Liangchen saw a hint of complexity in the old man's seemingly ancient eyes, as if he was recalling something.
And at the moment, the old man seems to only care about his relationship with Sunset Sword. As for the demon possessing him, he doesn't care at all.
After saying these words, the old man stared at Liangchen motionless, with stars and swords flashing in his eyes, as if a sharp blade was piercing his heart.
Liangchen was stared at by this look, and his whole body felt as if his bones had been scraped with a sword, and waves of pain swept through his limbs and bones.
Just when he was about to be unable to withstand it, the sword intent suddenly disappeared. His legs softened and he almost collapsed to the ground. Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, soaking his clothes in an instant.
In just a few breaths, Liangchen felt as if more than ten years had passed.
"Um..."
"Since you can call him by his last name, you must not have lied to me. This swordsman's skill is superfluous."
The old man's aura suddenly dropped, as if a breeze was blowing, and several people felt relieved.
"If he is half your master, I will be half your uncle." The old man looked at Liangchen with a smile and said.
"ah!"
"What?"
"Uncle..."
Several people on the field exclaimed!
Old Man Fengxue's heart trembled again when he heard this. The situation was changing one after another, which was completely beyond the scope of his understanding.
The leader of the Qianqiu Sect on the side could no longer stand. He said with a strange expression: "Master, isn't this kid my equal? You have to ask clearly..."
"Haha~ This is natural. Please step back first. I have something to ask him." The old man ordered directly, and judging by his tone, even Qianqiu Sect Leader wanted to avoid him.
"It's master."
"Junior, I obey."
Qianqiu Sect Leader was a little reluctant, but he still bowed and left, followed closely by Old Man Fengxue.
When the two of them walked out of the small building, the smile in the old man's eyes became even stronger.
"Come, tell your uncle about his situation!"
"This..." Liangchen recalled the scene back then and didn't know where to start.
"Where is he practicing now?" the old man asked.
"A deep mountain in the Lost Forest! His old man often travels around and only goes back every few months." Liangchen answered vaguely.
"Lost in the forest, lost in the forest, it seems to be in the east..." The old man muttered, as if searching for memories, "Be specific."
"I don't know what the senior calls him, and... the junior has never heard him talk about the master's affairs, so... I'm still a little confused now." Seeing his eagerness, Liangchen felt wary and asked.
"Haha, the kid is thoughtful and defensive. In my realm, if you are an enemy, why go to such trouble? Just use Kenshin Pass to search your memory!"
"He won't tell you about the past, so naturally he doesn't want to mention it."
"Then let me tell you a story."
The old man's eyes were empty. Although he was looking at the beams, he didn't know where his thoughts were going.
"A long time ago, a wandering swordsman came to Zhongzhou Continent. No one knew where he came from, but everyone knew that his sword was invincible.
The wandering swordsman seemed to be tired after fighting countless monks. He used his sword to cut a line between the mountains and rivers of Zhongzhou. From then on, Zhongzhou was divided into two, half belonging to Ling Sect and half to Jian Zong! "
"My story begins with his four apprentices..."
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