Jiang Xinyue exhaled, looked at the Huanglong Daoist and said, "Head, the disciple's name is Jiang Xinyue. The seniors don't have to salute, and the juniors can't afford it. ”

Huanglong Daoist looked at Jiang Xinyue and said with a smile: "Little uncle, don't be polite. After a while, I ordered someone to go to the registration hall with Uncle Xiao to get the identity token and some lodging supplies. ”

Jiang Xinyue nodded, and looked at the Huanglong Daoist with a strange expression. This little uncle made Jiang Xinyue feel a little comfortable and a little embarrassed.

Murong Changxian looked at everyone gathered around, and said with a smile: "Ladies and nephews, it's not too early. The old man is also going to meditate and practice, so why don't you come back another day!"

Huanglong Daoren nodded and said, "In this way, the junior will leave." ”

Yun Yi and the others also followed behind the Huanglong Dao people and left the Sword Pavilion.

After leaving the Sword Pavilion, Yun Yi couldn't help but say, "Senior brother in charge, is the senior uncle crazy again?

"That's right, I'm one hundred and two years old, and I want to call a hairy boy uncle. ”

"I really don't know what Uncle Shi thinks?"

Huanglong Daoren sighed, and said quietly: "Uncle Shi's temper, you don't know it, there is no way to change what his old man has decided. ”

Yun Yi sighed and said, "Alas, senior brother in charge...... The heart of defense is indispensable. I didn't know what the origin of this kid was, so I left him with my uncle, and he lived in the Sword Pavilion?"

Huanglong Daoist shook his head and said, "Uncle Shi's cultivation is unfathomable, far beyond what you and I can imagine. No matter what the origin of this kid is, he shouldn't be able to hurt his uncle. But what you said also makes sense, so let's find a chance to test Jiang Xinyue. ”

Seeing that everyone nodded, Huanglong Daoren said, "This matter has to be like this. ”

Huanglong Daoist glanced at the location of the Sword Pavilion again, smiled wryly, and sighed.

Inside the Sword Pavilion, Jiang Xinyue looked at Murong Changxian with a sad face. This cultivator is an unfathomable Taoist, and his style of acting makes him feel a little funny, which really makes Jiang Xinyue scratch his head.

Murong Changxian pinched his beard, and his momentum changed, like a divine sword out of its sheath. He shouted in a condensed voice: "Senior brother, you are optimistic, what is the Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique." ”

Jiang Xinyue saw a purple rainbow sword appear in front of Murong Changxian, he held the sword in his hand, and danced the swordsmanship. At this moment, Murong Changxian was like a sword immortal. Jiang Xinyue saw that he was relaxed, sometimes opening and closing, walking like a dragon, sometimes walking like a ghost, and swordsmanship like a demon. He couldn't help but feel excited, and said secretly: "The Xuanqing Taiji swordsmanship is so powerful, and the Chiyun Old Ghost's Immortal Hundred Ghost Tricks are far inferior to this swordsmanship." ”

Although Jiang Xinyue didn't know what Murong Changxian's cultivation was, Murong Changxian was at least a master of the Feather Stage if he was able to control the void with the void. But it shouldn't have gone beyond the feathering period, because the masters of the knot stage generally exist in the two-star sect or a higher sect. Thinking of Hong'er, Hong'er's cultivation was also above the feather stage, but Jiang Xinyue felt that Murong Changxian seemed to be a little more powerful than Hongshenxiu.

However, Hong'er has great respect for Uncle Gu, and it is conceivable that Uncle Gu's cultivation must be extremely superb. Jiang Xinyue said secretly: "Uncle Gu is still the most powerful, this bullnose is an old madman." ”

Jiang Xinyue compared the Benlei Sword taught to him by Uncle Gu in his heart, the Canglong Sword and the Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique. He thought to himself, "Yes, Uncle Gu hasn't taught me a powerful swordsmanship yet." If I can practice this Xuanqing Taiji Sword Technique, maybe I can find the murderer to avenge my father. ”

He was eager for revenge, eager to succeed, and eager to learn the Xuanqing Taiji swordsmanship immediately.

Murong Changxian practiced the Xuanqing Taiji swordsmanship, stood with his sword in his hand, and glanced at Jiang Xinyue.

Jiang Xinyue looked at Murong Changxian who had just practiced swords as chic as a Tsing Yi Sword Immortal, her heart was itching, and she shouted, "What is this? ”

Murong Changxian smiled, flicked his fingers, and a sword shadow flashed.

Jiang Xinyue hurriedly caught the sword and looked at it, but it was the long sword he had subdued in the bamboo forest before.

Jiang Xinyue blew a sigh and swung her sword. In his mind, he remembered Murong Changxian's swordsmanship just now, and urged it with his sword technique. It was a little jerky at the beginning, and slowly there was some rhythm, but Jiang Xinyue was still difficult to control. His cultivation is still shallow and he has never really come into contact with the Great Dao of Swordsmanship, this set of Xuanqing Taiji Swordsmanship is miserable after practice, there is no skill at all, his movements are stiff, his body is uncoordinated, and he has no power at all.

After Murong Changxian finished reading it, he shook his head.

Jiang Xinyue was unconvinced and said: "I just practiced this swordsmanship for the first time, you are immersed in it day and night, it is natural to be better than me, it is not a skill." ”

Murong Chang's cactus heart condensed, and dozens of small swords transformed by spiritual energy flew in his palm. He said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, sword practitioners need to understand what a sword is first?"

Jiang Xinyue glanced at the sword weapon in her hand and said, "Who doesn't know? ”

Murong Changxian shook his head and said, "You only know what a sword is, but you don't know what a sword is. ”

Jiang Xinyue recited a sentence in her heart that Murong Changxian said, and thought: "He asked me what a sword is, and I said what a sword is, how can this old madman be so shrewd." He thought for a while, smiled, and said: "The sword has a sharp edge, a sword spine, and a sheath, which are extremely sharp, but killing people and splashing blood is a sword weapon." ”

Murong Changxian recited the true scriptures, the spiritual light in his palm dispersed, and the sword qi was like a dragon, condensing into a long sword exuding a faint purple light in his hand.

"This sword is three feet three inches long, weighs nine catties and nine taels, and is known as the Moon Sword. ”

Jiang Xinyue stared at the Hidden Moon Sword, the purple light on the sword body flowed, and the purple mist was swirling, as if there was a real dragon hibernating. The Tibetan Moon Sword is light and restrained, the color is slightly silvery-white, there is a star texture, and the divine moon is in the sky.

Murong Changxian stroked the Moon Sword in his hand, and said in a condensed voice: "Unyielding is for the sword, dignified and upright is for the sword, and the mighty spirit is for the sword." Let you have a thousand spells, ten thousand magical powers, I will cut them with a sword, it is for swordsmanship. When Murong Changxian said this, there was an incomparably fierce aura emanating from his body, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a peerless sharp sword.

His words sounded in Jiang Xinyue's heart, as if Huang Zhong Da Lu.

"The sword has a blade and can cut the enemy, so the sword is a killing weapon, and swordsmanship is a killing skill. ”

After Murong Changxian said this, a sword slashed on the top of Jiang Xinyue's head. Jiang Xinyue only felt that there was a darkness in front of him, and a sky-high sword intent, as if carrying supreme heavenly might, would cut his body and soul into ashes.

The sword light dissipated, and Jiang Xinyue found that Murong Changxian's sword was not slashed at him. The sword light brushed past him, splitting open a bookshelf behind him.

Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but have that wisp of sword light in her mind, the blood boiled all over her body, her pores dilated, and she was agitated.

Murong Changxian looked at Jiang Xinyue with a smile and continued to speak: "The sword is righteousness, and it is the most powerful weapon in heaven and earth. Being a swordsman also requires sharpness, you get the idea?"

In "Zhuangzi, Speaking of Sword", it was said that there are three swords: the sword of the Son of Heaven is opened by yin and yang, held in spring and summer, and carried in autumn and winter. This sword is straight and unprecedented, supreme, case-in-the-case, unsided, up to the clouds, down to the Jedi; the sword of the princes, the upper law round the sky to shun the three lights, the lower law to the four times, neutralize the public opinion to the four towns; the sword of the common people, hit each other in front, cut off the neck, down the liver and lungs.

Kendo can also be divided into three categories as a comparison, one is the sword of the Son of Heaven, which can raise sword qi, it is the supreme swordsmanship, a sword can cut through the nine heavens, no one is invincible, this is the best swordsmanship. One is the sword of the princes, which can use sword energy to make enemies with people, and can also kill people in a hundred steps, invisible for thousands of miles, which is the way of the sword. The last one is the sword of the common people, the sword is just a sword, and the sword is just a weapon of killing, this way is the Hinayana sword.

Murong Changxian asked, "Do you know why the sword has a sheath and the divine sword has a box?"

Jiang Xinyue shook her head, and heard Murong Changxian reply: "The sword has a sharp edge, the scabbard is used to hide the edge, and the sword box is used to hide the mang." ”

Murong Changxian continued: "Three Thousand Great Dao, the Sword Dao is the most ferocious and unparalleled Dao in the acquired law. Because the sword itself is used to kill, and when the sword is unsheathed, it will be stained with blood. ”