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On the occasion of the ascension of the sword ancestor Lu Dong Xuanyu to heaven, he forcibly split a stone tablet with a sword on the top of the sky, and with the purest sword intent, he left thousands of ravines on the stone tablet, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, exuding a fierce and incomparable sword power that makes it difficult to approach the land of a hundred zhang.

Ascension from Lu Zuyu.

Tianhang Peak has become a holy place in the rivers and lakes, many masters of the rivers and lakes who are obsessed with the way of the sword, have come to visit, sit on the top of the Tianhang Peak, understand the sword intent left by the sword ancestor, and hope to seek a breakthrough in the way of the sword.

Got out of the carriage.

Looking up at the mountain peak, which seems to hang down from the sky, a wide stone staircase stretches up, seemingly endless, and above the peak, there is a sense of great majesty.

Mo Wentian showed a hint of a smile in his expression, looked up at the hanging peak of the sky, and said: "Lu Zu has been alive for a hundred years, but he is famous all over the world, and his swordsmanship is earth-shattering. ”

Li Qifeng's eyes showed a strange light, and he said, "Aren't you always here?"

Mo Wentian looked at Li Qifeng sideways and said with a smile: "Stinky boy, this sycophant is okay." ”

Climb the stairs.

In the far east, a red sun slowly rises, emitting ten thousand rays of light, which is particularly charming.

Mo Wentian couldn't help but stand still.

Looking into the distance, he couldn't help but say, "This is really a magnificent scene." ”

Li Qifeng nodded, it is undeniable that the slowly rising sun renders the sea colorful, beautiful, and it is really fascinating.

smiled.

Take a deep breath and the smell of the sea will hit your nose.

Mo Wentian continued to move forward.

The end of the stone steps.

A huge stone monument sits on top of a mountain.

The glow of the morning sun is reflected on the stone monument.

In the ravines between the criss-crosses, a dazzling light is emanated, and a faint brilliance flows, exuding a fierce sword might.

Beyond the stele.

Many figures sat withered.

Motionless, like a boulder.

Mo Wentian stopped again.

Looking at the huge stone stele, on the rough section, the sword marks were like ravines, and it looked extremely simple.

"What do you say is the sword mark on this stele?"

Mo Wentian said softly.

Li Qifeng stared at the stele and said, "It's chaotic, like a mess." ”

Mo Wentian's expression was very calm.

Staring at the stele.

He said slowly: "It was a game of chess, and the criss-crossing sword marks were the interlaced lines on the chessboard. ”

Li Qifeng's expression showed a hint of curiosity.

"Sword Ancestor Lu Dongxuan, known as the reincarnation of a celestial, a hundred years of time is to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, and the perception of kendo is even more to the realm of perfection, how can the sword marks he left behind be easily understood. ”

Mo Wentian said softly.

Li Qifeng nodded undeniably.

Turning his head sideways, Li Qifeng looked at Mo Wentian and said, "Mo Ye, are you?"

Mo Wentian nodded lightly.

"Although I have reached the limit of life, I have vaguely felt that layer of mystical realm, so I came to see the relics of Lu Zu, which is his pinnacle skill. ”

Mo Wentian spoke up again.

Slow forward.

Li Qifeng gradually felt the huge sword power on the stone tablet.

It's very depressing.

It's very sharp.

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely calm, his hands behind his back, and he walked forward slowly.

Take a leisurely stroll.

Laid back.

The closer you get to the stele, the more and more figures are sitting there, and their shoulders are covered with dust and frost, which looks incomparably vicissitudes.

All of a sudden.

Li Qifeng's pupils couldn't help shrinking.

He clearly saw that under the stone tablet, there was actually a figure sitting cross-legged, like dead wood, ragged, and full of long hair casually draped, looking extremely embarrassed, but it gave people an indescribable majesty.

"That is Jian Wushuang, he was a little-known kid back then, he has been bored in front of this stone tablet, Wu Jian, from a hundred zhang away, walked under the stone tablet, and spent a hundred years. ”

As if sensing Li Qifeng's surprise, Mo Wentian explained slowly.

staring at the sitting figure.

Li Qifeng's heart couldn't help but feel a little shocked, regardless of anything else, just this perseverance and persistence are enough to surprise many people.

The sword is getting stronger and stronger.

Li Qifeng already felt a trace of difficulty, as if there was an indescribable force in front of him to stop Li Qifeng, not letting him move forward, the mountain-like burden was pressed on his shoulders, and every step he took was like a negative mountain.

Mo Wentian still looked very calm.

It's as if nothing exists.

Gritting his teeth, Li Qifeng moved forward slowly, struggling and heavy.

Fifty steps from the stele.

Mo Wentian stood still, and a smile slowly appeared in his expression.

Li Qifeng's strands trembled, his whole body trembled, the sweat of soybeans kept dripping, although it was a cold winter, his back was completely soaked.

"The kid watched me play a good game of chess with this Lu Zu. ”

Mo Wentian said softly.

Li Qifeng nodded.

The right hand was raised, and when it came out, a sharp sword qi shot out.

On top of the criss-crossing sword marks, endless waves suddenly emitted, like waves rolling up on the sea.

In a flash.

The sword qi disappeared cleanly.

Complete annihilation.

In the crowd of people who were sitting there, the pot suddenly exploded.

Everyone's eyes converged on Mo Wentian's body.

You must know that the sword marks on this stone tablet are left by the sword ancestor Lu Dongxuan, and looking at the rivers and lakes, no one is not highly respected.

I never thought that today, someone came to try to attack the sword marks left by Lu Zu.

Bold.

That's all there is to it.

But someone recognized Mo Wentian.

"Sword Sect Mo asks the sky?"

There was a hint of surprise in his voice, a hint of disbelief.

Mo Wentian's expression showed a hint of pride.

"Today, the Sword Sect Mo Wentian is competing with the Sword Ancestor Lu Dongxuan, and today you are also making a certificate. ”

Mo Wentian's voice said heartily.

A sigh suddenly came out.

Who is the Sword Sect?

The reincarnation of heaven and man, a hundred years to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, how can it be comparable to Mo Wentian.

"Mo Wentian, although your swordsmanship is indeed amazing, but compared to Lu Zu, you are still a lot worse, don't waste your energy, although Lu Zu is already feathered, but this sword can still kill people. ”

Someone spoke up.

Mo Wentian smiled.

He nodded slightly.

The hands were raised as if to encompass the heavens and the earth.

"Today, I really want to compare with this Sword Ancestor!"