In the early morning of the second day, a storm broke out throughout Kyoto.

Bullpen Street was assassinated, and the manager was burned to the boat.

Ye Xuan and Fan Xian, two great talents in Kyoto, fought in public to kill two eight-grade masters. Through investigation, the people of the Supervision Yuan found that these two eight-rank masters, one was Cheng Jushu, the eight-rank master of Northern Qi, and the other was --- Blood, a well-known bounty hunter in Dongyi City.

So the facts of the case seem to be completely clear, the mastermind behind this assassination is the Northern Qi State, but I don't know if it is the young emperor or the respected national teacher Kuhe.

The people in Kyoto were talking a lot, and they kept speculating about why the Northern Qi Congress attacked the Fan family.

However, the names of Ye Xuan and Fan Xian began to spread.

Some people even begged Ye Mansion in person, wanting to help their daughters ask for a good marriage, but they were all blocked by Ye Ling'er one by one.

...

And in the Ye Mansion, in the practice room.

A secluded place.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, comprehend the fourteenth sword of death by yourself, reward: 1000 experience points."

The Fourteenth Sword of Death!

Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This time, he was supposed to complete the task of the system step by step, but what he didn't expect at all was that by chance, he directly comprehended the fourteenth sword of death.

I believe that it won't be long before the fifteenth sword of death can reappear in this world.

The fourteenth sword of the rudimentary form is already powerful enough to kill the eighth-grade master. The real Fourteen Deadly Swords are several times stronger than before, which means that in the case of sufficient True Qi, but the sword technique alone is enough to compete with the Nine Rank masters.

If it is the fifteenth sword that symbolizes death and destruction, the Great Grandmaster is afraid that he can also compete.

"Ding, congratulations on reaching the eighth-grade master."

The voice of the system sounded in Ye Xuan's mind.

Name: Ye Xuan

Identity: The son of the Kyoto garrison Ye Chong, the younger brother of Ye Ling'er, and the national son superintendent Xuezheng (Zheng Bapin official position)

Cultivation exercises: Taixuan Sutra "Xiaocheng", Ling Bo Weibu "Xiaocheng", Fourteen Deadly Swords "Xiaocheng", Luoying Divine Sword Palm "Entry", Soul Shifting Dafa "Entry", Flying Immortals (Disabled) "Dacheng", Taiji Sword "Unlearned"

Fame: 2563

Constitution: Innate body

Fashion: Turbidity Kashi Childe Costume (Wearn)

Realm: Eight Rank Master (0\6000)

Divine Soldier: Water Cold Sword

Items: 1 bottle of beer, 1 pack of spicy sticks, 1 truth charm

"Ding, the seven-rank sword technique "Tai Chi Sword" has been detected, may I ask if the host is learning?"

Ye Xuan's mind sounded the prompt of the system again, and in line with the principle of not pressing down on the body, he said lightly: "Study." ”

Like last time, Ye Xuan only felt that he had entered another space. It's just that unlike last time, there is no longer a young man in front of him, but a white-haired old man, still holding a sword in his hand.

Different from ordinary old men, this person is immortal and awe-inspiring, and his body is covered by an indescribable thing, which makes people feel awe.

A pair of cloudy eyes looked bright under the illumination of the candle flame,

"He is strong, he is strong, and the breeze blows on the hills. He is crossed by him, and the bright moon shines on the river. The old man muttered softly, drawing whatever he wanted with his sword as he went.

Every move is dark and reasonable, and people can't help but think about it.

Ye Xuan was stunned all of a sudden, the old man in front of him and the young man before, both of them had their own swords. One pursues flawlessness and brilliance. A pursuit of God before the sword, endlessly.

Both of them have stepped out of their own sword paths, so where is their own path?

No matter how good someone else's way is, it's someone else's way after all.

If the Tao is not suitable, it is like a pair of unsuitable shoes, and the gold and jade are just ruined in it!

The essence of Tai Chi swordsmanship is to use one's own bluntness to block the enemy's edge. If a large net is cast, it will gradually tighten towards the center.

"Little brother, you are very good! If you are here in the poor road, the poor road will be cheeky to accept you as a disciple. ”

As soon as he spoke, countless kendo insights suddenly drilled into Ye Xuan's mind at this moment.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully cultivating the Taiji Sword "Entry""

Ye Xuan looked around a little blankly, and began to think about his own Dao in his heart.

Those who learn die, and those who look like people die!

Without one's own way, after all, it is like a rootless ping, only by learning from other people's ways and finding another way, can we walk out of a real supreme sword path.

Thinking of this, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with a gleam, as the saying goes, it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read ten thousand books, and now he can only choose to fight with real masters in order to truly gain something.

At this moment, there was a sound of broken footsteps outside the house, and a woman in red ran in and complained: "I almost didn't exhaust my sister to death today, alas! ”

After that, he began to describe the grand occasion of today's Ye Mansion in a colorful way, the only daughter of an official of what grade, and all talented women flocked to him, hoping to see Ye Xuan.

After talking for a long time, Ye Ling'er suddenly remembered something, and suddenly realized: "If Fan of the Fan family has something urgent to find you, wait in the lobby." Would you like to see each other? ”

"What!? Fan Ruoruo looking for me? ”