After glancing at Kunlun Ji's actions, Changsheng understood that Kunlun's predecessor was feeding himself a move, facing the rushing water vapor figures, and the black sword flew and pierced several figures!

A set of swordsmanship made it like flowing clouds and water, and like turbulent waves and majestic, Kunlun nodded secretly, and his fingers moved to remove the magic trick, and there was no longer a figure condensed by water vapor.

"Changsheng, this set of swordsmanship of yours is too gorgeous, and it is no problem to deal with some enemies who are not very strong, but when you meet a real master, this set of swordsmanship will be useless!"

"Please also ask Kunlun seniors to advise!" Changsheng just wanted to refute, but in an instant, it occurred to him that this senior clearly wanted to pass on his sword moves, and his tone changed to ask for advice.

"Hey, you can bend and stretch!" Kunlun Ji glanced at Changsheng playfully, stretched out his hand, and the black sword flew out of Changsheng's hand, Kunlun Ji grabbed the black sword, stabbed it obliquely, and said lightly, "As the so-called road is simple, back to basics, any master will eventually embark on this minimalist sword path...... When the old man was more than one hundred and sixty years old, he made a small success in swordsmanship, and created his own thirteen-style sword moves, the main purpose of which is to attack it and save it, frustrate but not kill the eight characters, you carefully comprehend it!"

I saw the black sword in Kunlunji's hand, without any complicated and fancy moves, just stabbing or flirting, or blocking or gridging, and with the minimalist body style, the whole set of sword moves did not have any outstanding place!

But Changsheng has a strange feeling, whether it is the point of the sword, or the path of the blade, there is always a trace of hidden killing intent condensed on the blade, it seems that the black sword has infinite follow-up moves, but it is not used......

Even if Kunlun Ji fought extremely slowly, the thirteen-style sword moves would soon end, Kunlun Ji smiled faintly, threw the black sword to Changsheng, and said, "Think back to the old man's sword moves, you try it!"

Changsheng closed his eyes, and the shadow of Kunlun Ji appeared in his mind, one move and one style slowly condensed, and when he opened his eyes again, the thirteen-style sword moves were already clear in his heart, and he held the black sword and stabbed obliquely!

Suddenly, an indifferent oblique thorn, but with an inexplicable power, shook the air around the blade to a buzzing sound.

Changsheng instantly understood that this seemingly ordinary oblique thorn was the enemy's dantian, and if there was really an enemy in front of him, this person would definitely dodge to the side!

Immediately after that, the black sword in Changsheng's hand flicked upward, and the tip of the sword pointed at the big hole on the enemy's chest......

And what's even more peculiar is that although he stabs out with a sword, the sword style does not make him old, and it is full of endless back moves, no matter which direction the enemy dodges, the next move can be pointed at its vital point.

After a set of sword moves, Kunlun laughed and said, "Not bad, not bad, after you come out of the sword, there will be no true qi to drum up and leak out, and it will be considered a small achievement!"

"The seniors said that attacking them will be saved, but the younger generations are easy to understand, so how should we talk about what is frustrated but not killed? If it really doesn't kill, why should the younger generation learn the sword?"

"Stupid...... Don't kill, it's not really not killing, the old man means that as long as he frustrates his sharpness, but he can't make the sword old, then there is no room for turning, do you understand?"

"Every move has room for only its edge?" Carefully comprehending the sword moves he made, Changsheng nodded secretly, held the black sword with his backhand and bowed, and said, "Thank you seniors for the moves, Changsheng is grateful!"

Kunlun Ji waved his hand, and wanted to say that it was extremely difficult to practice swordsmanship, but in the end he didn't speak, and the topic changed and said, "Don't talk about this, the old man will explain it to you again, the most important place in Kunlun Xu!"

Changsheng followed the place that Kunlun Ji pointed at, and said, "The senior is talking about this lake? Oh, by the way, the junior just had a slightly drunk feeling, but I don't know why?"

"That's because the aura here is too strong!"

"Reiki? What's that?"

"The so-called aura is the foundation of the cultivator!" Kunlun Ji stepped forward, beckoned Changsheng to sit down cross-legged facing the lake, and then said, "The cultivator is different from the ordinary martial artist, the martial artist absorbs the ordinary breath into the meridians, swims in the twelve meridians for a big cycle, ......and then turns it into his own true qi;

"I see!" Changsheng nodded, "So, the aura of this lake is very strong, there must be some reason, and it is not naturally formed, right?"

"You're on the point!" Kunlun smiled appreciatively and said, "This lake is actually a magic weapon, called Qiankun Pot, which can gather the aura of the world here, so there is such a pure aura here." ”

"Since this magic weapon can gather aura, presumably the aura elsewhere will become scarce, is that right?"

"Yes, it is precisely because the aura in the world is becoming more and more scarce that my Taoist lineage will gradually decline, and now, only some famous mountains and rivers with raw eyes still have some aura, but it is also very thin......"

Speaking of this, Kunlun sighed faintly and said, "In ancient times, the aura of the whole world was as pure as Kunlun Xu, and sages from all walks of life came out one after another...... That's when my Taoism was brilliant!"

Changsheng still doesn't understand what 'raw eyes' are, and can actually gather aura?

I wanted to ask Kunlun Ji, but I couldn't help it, Kunlun seniors wanted to tell themselves, so they would naturally say it, if they didn't want to say it, it was useless to ask again!

"What the seniors and juniors don't understand is that since this magic weapon will seize the aura, why don't we remove this magic weapon and let these pure auras fill the whole world again?"

"Impossible!" Kunlun didn't wait for Changsheng to ask, and continued, "The spiritual energy in this world is constantly scarce, but it is not that it has gathered in Kunlun Void, but that the spiritual veins are broken, even if the Qiankun pot does not gather these spiritual energy, these spiritual energy will naturally disappear until it is exhausted, and then my Taoist lineage will really die!"

A calm and waveless words, listening to it will make Changsheng's heart tremble!

Secretly thinking about it, as the aura became thinner and thinner, the Taoist line continued to decline, and then the fate of the entire Chinese clan gradually declined......

It seems that in this world, there is really ruthless plundering between powerful beings, and what is plundered is not ordinary life, but the fate of a certain sect, and even the fate of an entire clan.

Although it can't be seen or touched, it is even more thrilling......

"Regarding the death of the spiritual veins and spiritual energy, did the predecessors perceive anything?"

"No!" Although Changsheng said vaguely, Kunlun Ji also instantly understood, and said, "The old man has been pursuing for many years, and he has not figured out the reason! Now that the old man is dying, this heavy responsibility will fall on your shoulders, so the old man said, carefully explore the secrets of the Xuangong Tower......"

"Seniors think that there is a secret of the demise of the aura hidden in the Xuangong Building?"

"You may not know that Jing Wugong was also like you back then, practicing the water attribute Dao method, and this is why he created the Xuangong Tower, perhaps, Jing Wugong noticed some secret things...... Let's go back, the old man is going to prepare for you to repair the meridians, and you don't have much time to delay!"

As he spoke, Kunlun Ji stood up, bypassed the Qiankun pot, and walked towards Sanqingguan!

Changsheng followed behind Kunlun Ji with a heavy heart, and he didn't know whether it was because he felt that he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, or because he was shocked by Kun Kun Ji's words, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

Walking more than 100 meters, Changsheng was suddenly stunned, chased two steps to Kunlunji's side, and asked suspiciously, "The junior looks at the seniors in the right year, what do the seniors mean when they said that their lives will not be long?"

"We cultivators are cultivating the Great Dao of Eternal Life, and the rest are all small paths! And the old man has been trapped in the late stage of foundation building for many years, and he can't break through the foundation building and condense the golden pill, even if the old man has been staying in Kunlun Xu, it will be thirty years at most, and the old man should be relieved!"

"Thirty years?" Changsheng was a little speechless, in his own thinking, some people felt that their lives were short, and they would definitely die in a few days, at most a few months.

How can anyone say that they are dying, only thirty years?

"Is it because of this that Kunlun's seniors want to accept juniors as apprentices?"

"You are not the old man's apprentice, you are the heir of the Ghost Valley!"

"Is there a difference?"

"It's a big difference!" Kunlun Ji didn't stop walking, and replied, "Actually, the old man has an apprentice, but he is not a descendant of Guigu. ”

"That senior brother can't practice the Dao Fa?" Changsheng asked, "Presumably, there shouldn't be many people like the junior who can practice the Dao Fa, right?"

"Very rare, like you said, you are the chosen one......"