Late at night, 12:00.

Zhang Xuansheng summoned the elite disciples in Kunlun Kendo on time to come to the backyard to discuss an important matter.

That's right, Zhang Xuansheng had already predicted that he would die soon, and he wanted to pass on his mantle to the disciple who won the kendo tournament, and hand over all what he had learned in his life to Zhang Daoyun, who won the game.

When discussing this matter, many disciples who were reluctant to give up Zhang Xuansheng cried with tears in their eyes.

Although Zhang Shengyuan was not so exaggerated, he still quietly shrunk into the corner, secretly wiping his tears in a dark and invisible place.

Zhang Xuansheng did not comfort any of the disciples, and when the discussion was over, Zhang Xuansheng asked the disciples to go back to the bedroom to rest, while Zhang Daoyun stayed, ready to accept the mantle passed to him by Zhang Xuansheng.

The disciples in the backyard slowly left.

"Dao Yun, your other master is him, right?"

Zhang Xuansheng put his hands behind his back and looked up at the dark night sky and asked.

"Ahh Huh?"

Zhang Daoyun was stunned, he was always absent-minded in the process of discussion, and it was still the case, he took a deep breath, settled down, nodded and said:

"That's right, Master, you know. ”

"Daoyun, come with me into the study, I have a few things to give you. ”

Zhang Xuansheng entered a room on the left, which was full of old books and many miscellaneous items.

Zhang Xuansheng took out a long sword with exquisite workmanship from the bookcase, as well as an ancient book with a rotten cover, he handed the two items to Zhang Daoyun, and said with vicissitudes in his eyes:

"This is the ancient sword and ancient book handed down by the head of Kunlun Kendo in the past dynasties, the history of the ancient sword is very long, with unpredictable skills, the ancient book is recorded that I have no time to teach you the swordsmanship, until I die, you can teach these swordsmanship to your brothers and sisters according to the content recorded in the ancient book. ”

Zhang Daoyun took the long sword and the ancient book.

The scabbard is exquisitely crafted, and the hilt is made of what appears to be white iron, but which does not actually belong to the earth, dating back hundreds or even thousands of years.

Zhang Daoyun put the ancient book on the table next to him, and held the exquisite long sword in both hands, which seemed to have a unique attraction, forcing Zhang Daoyun to appreciate it unconsciously.

"Is this the long sword used by the sword immortals of the past generations?"

Zhang Daoyun held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, and as the hand holding the hilt pulled hard, the exquisite long sword was pulled out of the scabbard by Zhang Daoyun.

There was no light in the study, but the faint moonlight was reflected on the silver-white blade through the doors and windows, and there was an unknown chill on it, similar to a butcher who often slaughtered living beings, which made Zhang Daoyun unconsciously shiver.

"It's really a good sword!"

Zhang Daoyun looked at this delicate long sword carefully, as if there was a flame burning in his heart, he couldn't stand the raging fire in his heart, so he slashed at the lampstand next to him.

The sharp blade of the sword instantly slashed through the stand of the lampstand, and the wax that had not yet been lit fell to the ground.

Zhang Xuansheng looked at this scene lightly, because Zhang Daoyun was the leader of the kendo conference and the head of Kunlun Kendo in the future, Zhang Xuansheng did not reprimand him, but said lightly:

"Look at this ancient book, I'll have something for you later. ”

Zhang Daoyun slowly put the long sword into the scabbard, picked up the tattered ancient book next to him, and opened the rotten cover, which recorded the cultivation methods of Kunlun swordsmanship, Zhang Daoyun disdained to look at these swordsmanship, so he took a cursory look at it twice, and threw the ancient book aside.

Zhang Xuansheng also noticed Zhang Daoyun's random throwing of ancient books, but he still didn't say anything, and silently walked to the corner of the study, took out a small black box, and put it in front of Zhang Daoyun.

The small black box was locked by a pitch-black iron lock, which was so hard that if there was no key, even if it was bombed with missiles, there would be no cracks, let alone any signs of breaking.

"This is something that the successive heads of Kunlun Kendo need to protect, it is handed down by the ancestors, the head of the previous generation, your grandfather, he told me to protect this little black box, and now I also want to tell you, you must protect this little black box, and you must not let it fall into the hands of the wicked. ”

The moment he saw the little black box, Zhang Daoyun's eyes radiated a fine light.

He even wanted to snatch the little black box directly, but after seeing the big black lock, he immediately stopped his slight movements, and his eyes returned to calm and looked at Zhang Xuansheng.

"Master, I promise to guard this little black box and never let it fall into the hands of the wicked. ”

Zhang Daoyun assured.

Zhang Xuansheng nodded slightly, slowly took out a copper-colored key, put it on the small black box and handed it to Zhang Daoyun.

"This is the key to the little black box. ”

Zhang Xuansheng paused, and said: "I don't have long to live, I might as well tell you what is inside, this is the instrument forged by the gods that our Kunlun Sword Dao ancestor grabbed in a big war, modern people call it Shenwu, and I call it an artifact, because it is not a weapon, but an auxiliary instrument." century

Of course, its auxiliary performance has disadvantages and advantages, because it is so mysterious, so no one has dared to use it for thousands of years, and today I give it to you, not to let you use it, but to let you watch it, and don't let it fall into the hands of the wicked, understand?"

"Understood. ”

Zhang Daoyun took the little black box, and before Zhang Xuansheng noticed him again, he opened the big lock of the small black box.

Lying inside was a chain connected to a black disc, which, despite being thousands of years old, was still as good as new, with no signs of rust, not even a speck of rust.

"Space-time chains..."

Zhang Daoyun silently pronounced the name of the chain.

Zhang Xuansheng was tidying up the study, and overheard the name read out by Zhang Daoyun, and his face changed suddenly.

"How do you know the name of this thing?"

Zhang Xuansheng asked sharply.

"Mr. Zhang, although you may not know me anymore, I still know you, and I specially asked the group to send me on this mission, so that you can repay me everything you owed me back then. ”

Zhang Daoyun lowered his head and sneered, his face gradually changed into the face of a young woman, and if you look closely, this face is a woman who was called a fox before!

"You are..."

Zhang Xuansheng seemed to remember something, and said in shock:

"Are you the fox of the new century?"

"That's right, Zhang Xuansheng, your memory is really good, after many years, you can still know me, it really makes me feel a little flattered..."The fox said with a little irony.

"How could I possibly forget you?"

Zhang Xuansheng seemed to remember something, and said with a wry smile: "You are the only relative of my old friend, and I will never forget you in my life." ”

"Do you think you're still qualified to mention him?"

The fox quickly drew his long sword and slashed at Zhang Xuansheng.

Zhang Xuansheng didn't dodge, he slowly stretched out his left hand, and his left hand was cut off by the sharp blade, but he still didn't say a word, and he didn't even have an expression, but the blue tendons on his forehead fully revealed the pain he was enduring at the moment.

"Why don't you hide?"

The fox was slightly stunned and asked in surprise.

"The cycle of cause and effect, the old man owes you after all, he owes you, the old man is ready to die, you kill me. ”

Zhang Xuansheng's face did not change his color.

"Hehe, do you think I'll let you go if you put on such a good look? I'm sorry then, I can only tell you that you have to die!"

The corners of the fox's mouth rose slightly:

"Zero, Eagle, this old guy has lost an arm, and there is no threat at the moment, you can show up. ”

As soon as the voice fell, a gust of wind whistled from the window of the study.

After the wind subsided, the curtains that had been lifted had not yet fallen, and two black shadows instantly rushed into the study, like two javelin pestles behind Zhang Xuansheng.

Zero slowly raised the big knife in his hand, pointed at Zhang Xuansheng and said:

"Zhang Jianxian, you are worthy of being the strongest combat force in the world, at that time, the two of us were not your opponents, but it is a pity that a master like you will eventually fall, and you must die this time.

I've sealed off the space nearby, and your severed arm has been contaminated with neurolyzing toxins, and now you can't use your swordsmanship anymore, and now you're just an old man with a strong physique, if you're willing to compromise and submit to our new century and add combat power to our new century, I won't kill you. ”

Zhang Xuansheng wiped the wound on the broken arm and said lightly:

"No wonder I don't feel pain, it turns out that the blade of the sword is smeared with a neurolyzing toxin..."

"Mr. Zhang, let me ask you again, are you willing to submit to our new century?" said in a deep voice.

"A bunch of-stirring people who are making trouble everywhere, what qualifications do you have to make me submit? Kill if you want to, don't talk so much nonsense. Zhang Xuansheng said coldly.

Zero wanted to continue to persuade Zhang Xuansheng to compromise, but Ying took the lead and shouted:

"Zero, what nonsense are you talking about this old guy? This old guy's strength is too terrifying, if you don't kill him, there may be a huge disaster in the future!"