Chapter 286: Green Bamboo Sword Immortal

Style: Heros Author: KanoyuWords: 2013Update Time: 24/01/19 01:41:41
In a large courtyard somewhere unknown, an immortal white-haired old man and a graceful young man in white were about twenty meters apart, sitting cross-legged facing each other.

In the courtyard, there are all kinds of plants, trees, bamboos, rocks, rockeries and streams, and there is even mist lingering in it, making it look like a fairy cave.

A breeze blew by, and a bamboo leaf fell. The moment it touched the ground, the old man and the young man opened their eyes at the same time as if they were sensing something. The bamboo leaves on the ground around the old man seemed to be summoned, floating around the old man. Every bamboo leaf seems to be attached with a mighty and majestic sword intention. The old man's sword realm at this moment has reached the realm of wooden swords. The pieces of bamboo leaves are now no less powerful than any magic weapon in the world. But the old man did not attack. He looked at the boy in white opposite him with admiration, waiting for the boy opposite to make a move.

The young man seemed to understand what the old man meant. In a flash, a large number of water droplets in the stream next to him surfaced, rose to the vicinity of the young man, and turned into small water swords, which matched the old man's bamboo leaves. Opposite each other from a distance. At this moment, the sword intent displayed by the young man has reached the level of a wooden sword.

The next second, the old man and the young man seemed to have a tacit understanding. They both pointed at each other, and the bamboo leaf water swords collided with each other, making a sound of gold and iron that did not belong to this moment. The sound is not loud but well-proportioned, and very pleasant to the ear.

The water sword and bamboo leaves flew away in the air. The water sword turned into mist and dispersed, while the bamboo leaves seemed to have lost everything inside and fell one after another. For a time, under the sunlight, the Rainbow Bridge was printed. The bamboo leaves on the Rainbow Bridge were scattered on the water of the stream at the bottom of the bridge, drifting away with the current.

In this fight, the old man and the young man were equally matched.

The old man looked at the young man in white with relief. A strange young man came here some time ago. He was dressed in white and came alone. When you meet someone, ask them if they have any regrets that you have not completed. And after this young man learns about that person's regrets, he will always complete that regret for others. No one knew his name, but everyone could feel that this boy was sincerely helping them.

Gradually, people discovered that in addition to his excellent temperament, this young man also had unprecedented talents in martial arts and spiritual practice. All the praises in the world, such as genius, prodigy, and genius, are not so suitable for him, and they cannot fully explain this young man's talent. But the strange thing is that this young man has no spiritual roots, but he can use spiritual power. At first everyone was very curious, but the young man seemed to have some secrets that he couldn't tell anyone.

Finally one day, the young man found the old man and asked him what he regretted. The old man smiled and said nothing.

The old man is a sword cultivator at the first level of Nascent Soul. Perhaps the word sword cultivator is not used correctly. He should be a sword immortal. He is born with a sword spirit root, which is as famous as the legendary ethereal spirit root. The only difference is that although the Sword Spirit Root is also rare throughout the ages, it did indeed exist. However, although the ethereal root has its name, no one has recorded this spiritual root in history.

The old man was born to practice swordsmanship. He practiced qi at the age of 10, built the foundation at the age of 50, and achieved the golden elixir at the age of 100. After that, he made rapid progress and reached the 7th level of Nascent Soul at the age of 300. He was known as a swordsman by the world at that time. An unprecedented talent. The technique he practices is the Green Bamboo Sword Technique that is very suitable for him. The Green Bamboo Sword Technique is a unique technique that directly points to the transformation of gods. He loves swords like crazy, and his attainments in swordsmanship are also advancing by leaps and bounds. At the age of 200, he has reached the peak of the wooden sword realm, and is infinitely close to the legendary swordless realm.

When the old man was 400 years old, he established the Qingyun Sect and had three thousand disciples. There are many wives and concubines, and the family is full of descendants. Among his disciples and descendants, there are many with extraordinary talents, and there are more than a dozen geniuses who have inherited his mantle. It can be described as a moment of unparalleled scenery. Because he loves green bamboo so much, he is known as the "Green Bamboo Sword Immortal". So that later on, the world only knew him as Qingzhu Sword Immortal, but no one knew his real surname.

But there are unforeseen circumstances. When he was more than 800 years old, he was plotted by his enemies and betrayed by his beloved disciples. He was seriously injured. All the disciples of Qingyun Sect and nine of his own clans were slaughtered. He used immortal magic and forbidden magic to consume his own potential, and finally escaped and lived in seclusion to practice hard. As a result, his cultivation level fell half a step to Yuanying, and his swordsmanship level dropped to the realm of heavy swords.

He practiced and practiced swordsmanship day and night as if he were risking his own life, just so that one day he could avenge his disciples and relatives. However, because he used forbidden techniques, his potential had been exhausted, which also caused his progress to be slow, but it finally allowed him to return to the first level of Nascent Soul at the age of 1,200. The realm of wooden swords. He was born, with hatred that had been suppressed for four hundred years, and with boundless killing intent, he killed all his original enemies, not even sparing their descendants, relatives and friends.

When he killed only the last child who had been frightened to the point of incontinence and had forgotten to cry, he saw the desperate look in the child's eyes. Only then did he realize that he and those enemies at the time were... What's the difference. It was at that moment that his heart was broken. He let go of the last child, but from then on, no one in this world could forgive him. Later he found this place and lived in seclusion for the rest of his life. Now the deadline is approaching. But a young man appeared and asked himself if he had any regrets, was he regretful? He would ask himself from time to time. At this moment, he had nothing to worry about, and no one could care about him. The only thing he was unwilling to do was perhaps the Green Bamboo Sword Technique he had created, and no one could pass it on.

I saw the young man looking at me, and after a moment he stood up and said what he wanted to hear most in his heart.

"Senior, please teach me the Green Bamboo Sword Technique. I am willing to find a suitable candidate for you to pass on your swordsmanship."

The old man did not agree immediately, but just asked: "Young man, do you know what a sword is?"

After thinking for a moment, the young man slowly stood up and stood proudly, even the strong wind could not shake him in the slightest. His whole body exuded the soaring sword intent, as if it were an unyielding sword pointing straight at the sky: "I am the sword. "

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The old man looked at the young man and was very satisfied. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that you are getting along well with my old friends. They have sold me out." Having said that, the old man was not angry. The only way this young man could know his Qingzhu Sword Technique was because the old drinking buddies he met here told him. The relationship between the old man and his old drinking buddies was very good. They even helped the young man. It seemed that they liked him very much.