Purple and green holy land.

Wujian Cliff.

This is the place where the Ziqing Patriarch practiced swords, and because it left some sword marks, it is also called Wujian Cliff.

Many disciples would gather here to practice or learn the sword.

As for whether you can realize it, it depends on your talent and qualifications.

"Disciple, I've seen the Holy Lord, I've seen Senior Brother Lu!"

"Disciple, I've seen the Holy Lord, I've seen Senior Brother Lu!"

"Disciple, I've seen the Holy Lord, I've seen Senior Brother Lu!"

With the arrival of Lu Changsheng and the Purple Green Holy Lord, soon one voice after another sounded, and the disciples of Wujian Cliff spoke one after another, looking extremely respectful.

After all, the Holy Lord is here, so naturally he can't lose his etiquette.

Lu Changsheng responded with a smile.

Then came to the bottom of the Wujian Cliff.

Wujian Cliff is not very high, looking up, it is almost hundreds of meters high, but there are many sword marks on the cliff.

Each sword mark has a history of tens of thousands of years.

And even after tens of thousands of years, these sword intents are very terrifying.

Especially Lu Changsheng, he felt even more profound, because he had already proven the way of peerless sword immortals, so he was more sensitive to this kind of sword marks.

Come to the bottom of the Sword Cliff.

Lu Changsheng sat cross-legged directly.

He looked at the sword cliff and felt the sword marks on the sword cliff.

The surrounding disciples got up one by one, and no one dared to disturb Lu Changsheng, they gave up their positions.

However, although he got up, he did not disturb Lu Changsheng.

But everyone didn't leave, but watched Lu Changsheng Wujian not far away.

And just like that, time passed little by little.

In the blink of an eye, four or five days passed.

The Purple Green Holy Lord had already left, and he went to see the sword book that Lu Changsheng had continued to write.

For four or five days, nothing happened.

Lu Changsheng is like a tree, sitting here cross-legged, and it will be five or six days to realize.

However, in the world of cultivating immortals, many monks often retreat, which is a hundred years, so five or six days is nothing.

It's just that many Ziqing disciples watched it for five or six days and found that Lu Changsheng realized the sword, and there was nothing extraordinary.

In addition to being too handsome, there is nothing outstanding about it.

"You say, will Senior Brother Lu realize the sword intent left by the ancestor?"

A disciple asked curiously.

"It should be, after all, Senior Brother Immortal is a peerless sword immortal of the present generation."

"Yes, Senior Brother Lu is a peerless sword immortal, he is different, he can prove the way of the sword, and he should be able to comprehend the sword intent of the ancestor."

"Do you still need to ask? Naturally, you can. ”

Most of the disciples opened their mouths, thinking that Lu Changsheng could comprehend the sword intent in it.

"No, I don't look down on Senior Brother Lu, I think that this sword intent is separated by tens of thousands of years, and the real sword intent in it has long been erased by the years, and it is still a little difficult to understand the mystery of the sword intent in it."

The man spoke, he didn't look down on Lu Changsheng, he just felt that the sword marks on the Wujian Cliff were sword marks left tens of thousands of years ago, and the effect was greatly reduced, if it was the sword marks left yesterday, then naturally no one would feel that there was any problem.

After 10,000 years, you can still comprehend the sword intent in it, this kind of person...... What kind of person it has to be?

Actually, they were right.

The sword marks in the Wujian Cliff have long lost their charm, and what they left behind is really a sword mark.

I'm afraid that even if the two patriarchs of the Ziqing Holy Land came in person, they wouldn't be able to understand anything.

However, Lu Changsheng was not comprehending the sword intent, but deducing the sword technique.

That's right, it's deducing the real 'first sword in the world'.

This is the first time that Lu Changsheng is seriously doing something.

Although he is cynical, laughing and scolding on weekdays, and doesn't take anything to heart, Lu Changsheng understands very well that the place where he is in the immortal cultivation realm, and he is still an immortal cultivator with feelings after all.

Since you're an immortal cultivator, do you have to have a move that you can show your hand anyway?

And with the world's number one sword technique, Lu Changsheng is naturally willing to learn.

Self-created swordsmanship or something.,It's not that capable for the time being.。

The so-called supreme sword dao refers to aptitude and talent as well as supreme sword intent, which is equivalent to having a very smart brain, knowing everything, and being able to draw inferences.

But the question is, you haven't learned anything at the moment, how is it possible for you to create your own?

The world's first sword technique in the Ziqing Holy Land is indeed terrifying.

Lu Changsheng was also willing to learn, and naturally, under the sword cliff, he comprehended a trace of sword intent in the sword marks, and then in his mind, the sword spectrum appeared and practiced seriously.

Day 6.

The sun rises slowly.

There are still two days left before the birthday of the Holy Lord of Linglong.

And on this day, Lu Changsheng, who was as silent as a rock, suddenly raised his hand.

In an instant, all eyes were focused on Lu Changsheng, and the Ziqing Holy Son also came, he had already arrived, and he had been paying attention to Lu Changsheng.

Buzz!

Buzz!

In an instant, the swords in the hands of all the disciples couldn't help but shake.

Soon a pale golden glow appeared out of nowhere, drowning everything here.

And at this moment, the purple and green swords emerged from the sea of Lu Changsheng's souls, and then the two peerless sword immortals collided with each other, and there was a sound of contention.

The purple and green swords were intertwined, and the sword marks on the Wujian Cliff also flashed with strange light.

Everyone looked at the bottom of the Sword Cliff with great seriousness.

Everyone was very curious, and they didn't know what Lu Changsheng was doing.

But after a while.

The face of the Ziqing Holy Son changed suddenly, and he almost lost his voice.

"He is copying the sword of the two ancestors ten thousand years ago!"

The voice sounded, and all the disciples were shocked at this moment.

Everyone looked at Lu Changsheng in disbelief.

This is a sword mark from 10,000 years ago, and just a sword mark, you can copy it?

Isn't that too strong?

Just didn't wait for everyone to react.

Suddenly, two figures appeared, one blue and one purple.

The two figures became more and more condensed, almost materialized, holding purple and green swords, playing a game of swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship of the two people is varied, not just one swordsmanship, but thousands of swordsmanship, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes continuous like drizzle, sometimes fierce like rainstorm, sometimes like thunder, sometimes like green clouds, which is overwhelming.

Lu Changsheng's body and mind were integrated into it, he didn't care about the eyes or words of outsiders, but watched the two of them face each other seriously.

The swordsmanship of the two is indeed fierce and powerful, and Lu Changsheng is fascinated by it.

The rest of the disciples also watched extremely carefully.

It's just that many people are difficult to understand, and they only think it's strong, but they don't know where it's strong.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

The Ziqing Holy Son spoke, his eyes showed a look of obsession, and every word was wonderful, which made the surrounding disciples stunned.

In fact, the Ziqing Holy Son couldn't understand it.

It's really incomprehensible.

It's not that he's too weak, but the age and realm are here, and without Lu Changsheng's peerless sword intent, he really can't understand it.

But if you don't understand it, won't you lose face to the Son?

Therefore, the Ziqing Holy Son was stubborn, and he also had to pretend to be infatuated.

Soon, a series of voices followed.

"That's wonderful."

"This sword, it's wonderful."

"It's worthy of being an ancestor, it's really wonderful."

Purple and Green Son: "???? ”

What's so wonderful about you?

And you, you've just entered the master's door, right?

You can also understand?

Do you also shout wonderful?

Why are you all so hypocritical?

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