This phantom is an old man with white hair and white beard, a kind face, sharp eyes, and an immortal spirit. It was Lu Zhiyan, the original owner of the Spirit-Slaying Sword.
The moment Lu Zhiyan appeared, the Spirit-Zlaying Sword erupted with a sad sword cry, and then automatically flew to Lu Zhiyan's side, rubbing his clothes very intimately.
Although it is a virtual shadow, it looks extremely real. Lu Zhiyan stroked the Spirit-Slaying Sword, as if recalling the glorious past, a surge of pride radiated out, and a moment later he felt extremely desolate.
After all, he has fallen long ago. He had the intention to kill the enemy but was unable to recover. He died before his ambition was fulfilled, which makes the hero burst into tears.
Su Yunfei couldn't feel this helplessness, but he could feel the sadness in Lu Zhiyan's heart. He did not disturb the gathering between Lu Zhiyan and the Spirit-Zlaying Sword, but silently watched from the side.
When Lu Zhiyan appeared, everyone in the Beichen Sword Sect bowed down and shouted from the bottom of their hearts: "I've seen Senior Lu!" Thousands of people shouted in unison, the sound resounding throughout the world,
"Senior Lu has developed Soul Sword Dao to the extreme. It's not an exaggeration to call him a saint in this field!"
"Alas~ It's a pity that in that battle five thousand years ago, he just stepped into the Mirror of Gods and before he had time to stabilize his realm, he rushed to the Great Wall to resist the monsters, and finally killed two big monsters, and died himself."
"At that time, he was definitely a swordsman genius that attracted much attention, but it's a pity that there was Duguye at the same time!"
"All the light of sword cultivators in that era was focused on Dugu Ye, and all sword cultivators would pale in comparison to him."
"I was born at the wrong time!" Everyone in Beichen Jianmen sighed. The respectful salutes of the elders and disciples of Beichen Jianmen awoke Lu Zhiyan from his memories. He turned to look at his descendants and disciples, nodded slightly, and then looked at half of the sect being razed to the ground. He sighed,
"Our Beichen Sword Sect has finally fallen!" Suddenly, he looked at Su Yunfei, his eyes filled with shock, and his breathing became a little rapid at this moment.
"The heart of the sword is as strong as a rock, the sword energy is domineering and sharp, the five top sword intentions, the talent is rare in the world, haha... With this son of our Beichen Sword Sect, we will definitely become the number one kendo sect in the human race in the future!" Lu Zhiyan praised Su Yunfei. His heart was in full bloom, and after just a moment of happiness, he showed a guilty look, bowed and clasped his fists,
"Greetings to Senior Lu. This junior is actually a disciple of the Shushan Sword Tomb. This time I accidentally entered the Heritage Mountain and disturbed you. I'm really sorry. If you can pass on the inheritance to the junior, the junior will live up to the swordsmanship of the senior and will carry forward the Soul Sword Dao!"
"This face is just like your talent!" Lu Zhiyan laughed dumbly. Then he said: "Although the three kendo sects, Beichen Sword Sect, Shushan Sword Tomb, and Nanhai Sword Sect, have been fighting constantly, I have always believed that sword cultivators in the world are one family and should not have too many sectarian opinions." After a pause, He continued: "It has been five thousand years. You are the first swordsman to be recognized by the Soul-Slaying Sword. I am not willing to wait any longer. I cannot wait for a young genius who is more amazing and talented than you. I am willing." I will give you all the inheritance. It was the great demon of the Suanyi tribe who caused me serious injuries back then. I hope that one day, you can kill him for me with the spirit-slaying sword!" Su Yunfei immediately straightened his posture, bowed and said seriously. : "This junior will definitely live up to the trust of his seniors. One day he will definitely hold the spirit-slaying sword and kill that Suanni clan monster!" Lu Zhiyan nodded happily,
"The final destination of a sword cultivator is to die on the battlefield against the monsters. This is also the fate of all sword cultivators!" After saying this, Lu Zhiyan stretched out his finger and pointed at the center of Su Yunfei's eyebrows, and all his inheritance was immediately transmitted to Su Yunfei's consciousness without reservation. ocean.
There were Lu Zhiyan's insights into the way of swordsmanship, the training methods of the Soul Sword Way, his achievements in his life, as well as swordsmanship such as Soul Slaying Technique, Soul Devouring Technique, and Soul Confinement with One Sword. What amazed Su Yunfei the most was the Sword Soul Technique, a set of swordsmanship that was close to the Tao.
As if he felt Su Yunfei's admiration for the sword soul skill, Lu Zhiyan smiled with satisfaction: "The sword soul skill is my most powerful sword skill and one of the most lethal sword skills, but it is too obscure and difficult to understand. Let me show you, this mark cannot be used multiple times with sword soul skills, so you should watch carefully!" Su Yunfei bowed and began to watch carefully.
In the meantime, Lu Zhiyan made sword secrets with both hands, silently recited the sword inscription, and then suddenly pulled out the spirit-cutting sword. The moment he pulled out the Soul-Severing Sword, a huge 20-foot-tall shadow appeared behind him, also holding the Soul-Severing Sword. Then he slashed at the same time, and a mountain in the distance exploded.
Everyone was shocked. The power of the sword soul skill was indeed extremely powerful. Su Yunfei was ecstatic, he had found a treasure!
This inheritance is really amazing! After executing a sword spirit skill, Lu Zhiyan's body dimmed a bit. He looked at Su Yunfei with a sad look on his face,
"Can you show me the world of the human race today?" Su Yunfei felt Lu Zhiyan's sadness, and his eyes became moist. He resisted the urge to cry, clasped his fists and said, "This junior is willing to show me the world of the human race today with my senior!"
"Haha... Okay! You don't have to deliberately take me with you. This mark of mine will be attached to the Soul-Slaying Sword. After a hundred years at most, the mark will completely dissipate, and then there will be no more Lu Zhiyan in the world." After saying that, Lu Zhiyan disappeared. On the Soul-Slaying Sword.
Su Yunfei felt the sadness of the Spirit-Zlaying Sword. He took out a sword box, put the Spirit-Zlaying Sword and the Red Sky Sword into the sword box, and carried them behind his back.
"Senior Lu, let me take you to take a good look at the world of the human race today!" The moment Lu Zhiyan's figure disappeared into the Soul-Slaying Sword, the stone tablet instantly shattered, which means that from now on, no one from Beichen Sword Sect can anymore Obtained the inheritance from Lu Zhiyan.
At the moment when the stone tablet shattered, everyone in Beichen Jianmen turned pale with shock. Then they smiled bitterly and bowed deeply to the broken stone tablet.
"Farewell, Senior Lu!" Because they were already numb, everyone in Beichen Jianmen was extremely quiet at the moment. Only the angry looks on their faces showed their mood at this moment.
After Su Yunfei bowed deeply to the stone tablet, he put the broken stone tablet into the ring, and then continued walking towards the top of the mountain, until he reached the halfway point of the mountain, but could not find his favorite inheritance.
He stopped until he passed by a stone tablet. The owner of the stone tablet was Chen Pingan, which recorded the life of Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan was a former Confucian scholar at Bailu Academy. He became a disciple of Beichen Jianmen because of his love of swordsmanship. He was rich in knowledge and rich in economics. When fighting against enemies, he first convinces others with reason. After explaining the reason, his sword strikes are faster and more decisive, and his killing power is doubled. He is known as the Reasonable Sword!
Later, he fell into the hands of the great demon of the True Dragon Clan.
"Li Jian? It sounds very powerful!" Su Yunfei said to himself. Soon he shook his head and smiled,
"Before you fight with others, you should reason with others. I don't like this kind of behavior. Since we have to fight, why should we talk about reason? Swordsmen should be decisive and decisive, and do it if they don't accept it. In the first place, we have to rely on a strong spirit to fight with others. To be fair, if your energy is worn away by talking about it, how can you fight!" Although he did not agree with Chen Pingan's kendo philosophy, he still bowed to the stone tablet. After all, Chen Pingan sacrificed his life for the world of the human race and deserves respect. .
Just when Su Yunfei was about to continue walking forward, seven or eight terrifying auras suddenly came from the distance, and then eight figures appeared in front of everyone in Beichen Sword Sect.
"I've met the leader! I've met all the elders!" Everyone in the Beichen Sword Sect bowed respectfully to the visitor. The person who came was none other than the leader of the Beichen Sword Sect, Wuyouzi, and the elders of each main peak.
"Su Yunfei, Ye Qingcheng and you two should leave the Heritage Mountain quickly. I can forget the blame, otherwise you two will never even think about returning to the Shushan Sword Tomb!" Wuyouzi shouted angrily,
"Leave quickly! Otherwise, I will definitely kill you!" The elders of the main peaks shouted angrily. Ye Qingcheng turned a deaf ear at the moment. Her attention was focused on the stone tablet in front of her. Her hand was stretched out in the air, as if hesitating, but did not land on the stone tablet for a long time.
Su Yunfei turned around and looked at Wuyouzi and the others. He wanted to give him a middle finger. Considering that the other party was a big shot, he couldn't be particularly rude as a junior, so he gave a little thumb up.
Seeing this, Wuyouzi and others almost spat out a mouthful of blood and rushed forward angrily. As soon as they moved forward, they were forced back by a powerful sword energy.
The remaining sword energy of Ye Shanhe, not to mention the Wuyouzi of the eighth level of the Divine Mirror, even the half-step Immortal Mirror monk has to weigh it.
At this moment, Wuyouzi and the others were filled with anger, but more importantly, they were panicked. These inheritances from the ancestors of Beichen Sword Sect were priceless treasures and one of the foundations for the sect's survival. If Su Yunfei and Ye Qingcheng obtained them, it would be quite a big loss. The foundation was broken.
So Wuyouzi made a quick decision and took a gentle approach. He softened his tone and said, "You two stop, let's discuss it carefully. As long as you don't continue to move forward, I can give away everything in the treasure shop." you!"
"Master, you can't do that. Seventy percent of our Beichen Sword Sect's belongings are in the treasure shop. What should we do next if we give them to them!" The elders of the main peak quickly advised.
Wuyouzi sighed,
"Then what can be done? If they go further, it will be the inheritance from the fifth level of the Divine Mirror to the half-step Immortal Mirror Sword Cultivator. Compared with these inheritances, the Treasure Shop is nothing. The lost treasures will be recovered after one or two hundred years. I can add it back, but if the inheritance is gone, it is really gone. These seniors are very arrogant, and the inheritance can only be given to one person in their lifetime!" After hearing this, Su Yunfei frowned slightly, and then said: "Ha! When you united with Jinluo Sect, When the Qingyun Sect planned to surround me, why didn't they expect that the Treasure Shop was already in our possession!" Because the people in Beichen Sword Sect were only staring at Su Yunfei and Ye Qingcheng, they ignored Xiao Yunxi and Rongrong. , the two of them had already found the location of the treasure shop and were happily looting the treasure shop.
"Presumptuous! Don't be so shameless! I want to see how you return to Shushan Sword Tomb next!" an elder from the main peak roared.
Su Yunfei gave him the middle finger. At this moment, bursts of exclamations broke out from the crowd, and they all looked in the direction of Ye Qingcheng.
Su Yunfei looked over curiously and was stunned for a moment.
