The last time I entered the Sword Pavilion to take the Shenyue ruler, I was shocked, and I didn't notice this woman at all, but now I have seen a few more times, and I am particularly amazing, although I am wearing a cyan robe, it is very elegant, but it is difficult to hide the moving lines under the robe, the style is graceful, a pair of beautiful eyes are full of fairy rhyme, there is a feeling of dust, as if she looked at it, and the whole person's soul was washed.

Who this woman is, it must be incredible!

"You are?"

She also seemed a little surprised, and asked quietly.

She is full of the transcendent aura of a high-ranking sword saint, and it is impossible not to know everything in the outside academy, and the reason why she asks this means that she really has not seen me, and it also proves that the sword pavilion is completely isolated from the outside world, and the people inside can't feel everything that happens in the outside world at all, so that even if the White Deer Academy almost fell last time, but these town guards still haven't moved, then there is only one explanation left, only when the sword pavilion is breached, they will take action to protect the academy, they are the White Deer Academy, The last barrier of the Heavenly Wind Academy.

"Bu Yixuan. ”

I looked at her quietly, and I was a little surprised: "Are you...... How can you also have the sword of the Holy Maiden?"

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said, "If you are Bu Yixuan, then you should call me uncle." ”

"Ah, why?"

"My name is Dongfang Xingyue, Shangguan Ziyi's junior sister. ”

"It's really Uncle Xingyue......" I hurriedly knelt down on one knee: "Disciple, see Uncle Xingyue." ”

"No courtesy. ”

Dongfang Xingyue smiled softly and said, "I've heard of you, it's really good that Senior Sister can teach a disciple like you." ”

"Uncle Shi, why are you here?"

I was a little dazed in my heart, with the strength and Taoism of Dongfang Xingyue, as long as I walked out of the Sword Pavilion, at least I was a palace master-level existence, and there was no need to stay in the lonely place of the Sword Pavilion, so that her youth and beauty could endure the pain of this withering grace.

Dongfang Xingyue smiled slightly: "There are some things you don't understand, after Senior Sister succeeded to become the head of the Academy, I also used to be a saint, but the Academy is divided into two places, light and dark, Senior Sister is in the light, and one person is needed in the dark, so I chose to abdicate, enter the Sword Pavilion, and guard here, once the academy is in need, I can go out of the mountain at any time." ”

I had respect in my heart and said, "That's really wronged uncle, by the way, the surname Dongfang is rare in the upper realm, and uncle won't be ......."

"You guessed it. ”

Dongfang Xingyue smiled charmingly: "I am the princess of the Oriental Imperial Family, but ...... After I chose Bailu Academy, I had already faded away from my mortal identity, just a town keeper of Bailu Academy, a speck of stardust in the ethereal avenue, insignificant. ”

I have even stronger respect in my heart, Dongfang Xingyue's state of mind is very tolerant, not to mention the pain that a person has endured for thousands of years here, it is really rare to be able to see through this kind of vision.

"Alright. ”

Dongfang Xingyue stood up, under the robe, the graceful body curves were presented one by one, very moving, and said with a smile: "You are here to challenge the Sword Pavilion, right?"

"Hmm. ”

"It's not easy to kill directly to the eighth layer of the Sword Pavilion in one go, but Uncle Shi won't release water, only by defeating me, you are qualified to go to the ninth layer to challenge the stronger town guards." ”

"Okay, then please ask Uncle Shi for advice. ”

"Come on. ”

……

Dongfang Xingyue is a high-ranking sword saint, and his strength is by no means below Li Fengnian.

Moreover, the swordsmanship used by Dongfang Xingyue not only has the ancient swordsmanship of the Tianfeng Ancient Scripture, but also the Shenyan swordsmanship of the Dongfang family, which is ever-changing, at first dozens of moves directly suppressed me to the point that there is almost no room to fight back, and after fifty moves, I finally saved some of the initiative with the skills mastered on the battlefield, and then used the White Deer swordsmanship to fight with her.

"Senior sister's kendo?"

Dongfang Xingyue smiled slightly, and the long sword stabbed straight out, the sword light was sharp, and the light filled the world.

Where do I dare to be careless, the True Feather Sword Realm realm is completely opened, the True Dragon Technique and the Phoenix Technique have been used, and she still can't suppress Dongfang Xingyue's moves, it is true that her cultivation is definitely above Li Fengnian, and she is worthy of being the former saint of Bailu Academy!

"You'd better use the Fire of the Ruins, or you'll lose. ”

Dongfang Xingyue reminded.

"Okay, Uncle Shi is careful!"

I shook my arms slightly, and suddenly wisps of world fire flowed on the blade, monstrous to the sky, and directly devoured most of the Divine Flame Sword Technique attacked by Dongfang Xingyue, and continued to spread, began to reverse the situation, and suppressed the power of Dongfang Xingyue in reverse, but this was not enough to defeat her, with a low shout, the torrent in the depths of the sword heart of all things surged, and directly used the power of the sword path through the ages.

"Huh?!"

Dongfang Xingyue's mouth opened slightly, she was dumbfounded, her beautiful eyes were full of amazement, even the sword in her hand stopped attacking, just quietly watching the evolution of my sword, she had given up fighting again, and I didn't hurt her, but slowed down the evolution of the sword, and presented the ancient torrent rules of the sword path that I had comprehended from the mortal book and the holy ruins of all things in front of Dongfang Xingyue one by one, without reservation.

For a while, the atmosphere became subtle, Dongfang Xingyue was obviously an elder and an uncle, but at this time, she looked at me like a studious disciple and looked at me like a studious disciple to evolve the mysteries of the sword through the ages, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked quite fascinating, until I completely slowly evolved the true meaning of the rules of this torrent, she immediately closed her eyes and knelt on the ground.

"Uncle Shi......"

Her red lips opened lightly: "Xiao Xuan, thank you, you have passed the level, go to the ninth layer." ”

"Yes, thank you, uncle. ”

Dongfang Xingyue is a high-ranking sword saint, only one step away from the title of sword saint, and this step is just the way of the sword, as long as you comprehend the sword path of eternity, you can step into the realm of the title of sword saint, so for Dongfang Xingyue, the sword path that I have evolved is like a rain on the earth that has been dry for ten years, her performance is close to greed, but it is easy to understand, this is a kind of madness of the cultivator, and once it breaks through, Bailu Academy will have an additional titled sword saint uncle, a good thing.

……

Stepping on the wooden steps, I walked up to the ninth floor.

The last layer of the Sword Pavilion, according to the previous rules, as long as you pass the ninth layer, even if you have completed all the roads of the Sword Pavilion, you will be a Sword Saint-level disciple recognized by the two academies, of course, those who can go through this step have not yet been recognized for the time being, even Li Qingyin does not seem to have broken through the ninth layer, and has not been recognized by the two academies.

At my feet, the wooden board was engraved with dense Confucian and Taoist characters, and I was slightly frightened until I stepped out of the horizon and saw the town keeper sitting in the center of the ninth floor, and I was even more stunned, it was an old man sitting in a chair, with silver hair, his legs had disappeared, and the broken leg was full of decay and withering breath, and there was even a wisp of power that made me feel very uncomfortable surging, this feeling was familiar, it seemed to be a curse.

Is this a cursed?

People who have cultivated to the realm of the Sage can complete the rebirth of their physical bodies through holy medicine and rules, and it is impossible for them to be unable to repair their broken legs, but the old man in front of him is different, his lower body is almost surrounded by cursed rules, and his legs cannot be reborn, which is also the reason why he sits in a movable chair, lacking legs, incomplete rules, and even flying is difficult.

"Senpai, you ......" I frowned.

"You're Bu Yixuan, right?"

He glanced up at me, a pair of black and white eyes with a wisp of ancient rhyme, and said: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao, the two little girls, are not qualified to beat me, and among the younger generation of the academy, only you are the most likely." ”

I looked at his broken leg and stopped.

"Hahahaha~~~~"

He burst out laughing, his voice was like a bell, and he said: "Although the old man's leg is broken, his hand holding the sword is not broken, Bu Yixuan, you don't think that if you defeat me, you will win, right?"

I was slightly stunned: "Ahem, I do have this idea." ”

"Don't worry!"

The old man's palm waved slightly, and suddenly an ancient sword fell into the palm of his hand, and at the same time, a torrent surged, and the sense of breath oppression began to become terrifying, it was clearly the rule power of the sword way, he was indeed a titled sword saint, just a titled sword saint with "discounted strength".

"Senior, who are you?" Before I started, I was still a little hesitant to ask clearly.

The old man bowed his head: "My name is Bai Shou, the pavilion master of the old pavilion of the Tianfeng Academy, I lost my legs in a battle with evil spirits four hundred years ago, and at the same time I was cursed in my body, this curse is a withering curse derived from the rule of death, but thanks to Ning Daohyun and Broken Jingyu, the two old courtyard masters, rescued me with elixir and treated me once a month, which saved my life, but the curse cannot be completely exorcised after all, and it can only be so." ”

As he spoke, he smiled loudly again: "It just so happens that now my strength is only fifty percent, which can be used as a touchstone for young disciples, as long as you defeat me, you will be qualified to be the current academy master." ”

I couldn't help but be speechless: "The original intention of the Sword Pavilion was just to select the Sword Saint, why has he become the Master of the Chosen Academy now." ”

The Lord of the White Head Pavilion said with a smile: "The strength of all the town guards in the Sword Pavilion has improved and broken through, so when Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao challenged the Sword Pavilion, everyone suppressed the cultivation and only accepted their challenge with three to fifty percent of their strength, but you are different, you are the one who has the fire of the Holy Ruins, and the two old courtyard masters have already informed us that we must do our best." ”

The corners of my mouth twitched: "The two masters really hurt me......"

The Baishou Pavilion Master also smiled: "Yes, they have never been so 'ruthless' to any disciple, Bu Yixuan, don't say so much, let's make a move, the old man wants to see how strong you are as strong as a young man who has just stepped into the top two hundred on the Holy List!"

The news spread so quickly that even the guardians in the Sword Pavilion knew that I was on the Holy List.

……

Bai Shou is a titled Sword Saint, and he has to face up to his strength.

I slowly pulled out the Immortal Bone Sword, a titled Sword Saint, even if it is only half of the cultivation, but it is still a super terrifying existence, this battle, just regard it as a life and death experience of my own!