Jian Wuya's brows furrowed, his eyes showed deep worry, he pondered for a long time, and finally couldn't help but get up and came to the outside of the Sword Sect Hall. However, when he got closer, his expression showed a little hesitation.

"Second junior brother, since you're here, let's come in. Jian Wudao's calm voice came from the hall.

Jian Wuya sighed in his heart, simply put aside all scruples, and walked quickly into the main hall.

Seeing the figure of Jian Wudao standing with his back to the temple gate, his face showed respect, "See Senior Brother Sect Master." ”

Jian Wudao turned around, his eyes were deep, as if he could see through all the thoughts in his heart, and said with a slight smile: "Senior brother, what is the matter with you?"

Jian Wuya was silent for a moment, looked up, and his voice came out astringently, "I want the sect master senior brother to tell you the truth, if you broke through the half-step Heavenly Dao realm, did you use the secret method that the teacher strictly forbade you and me to practice." ”

Jian Wudao smiled, his expression calm, "Brother Wei has long expected that this matter cannot be hidden from you, but you must pay attention to confidentiality." ”

"Senior brother!" Jian Wuyan was stunned for a moment, and then quickly roared and looked excited, "Why are you so confused! That secret method can make your cultivation surge in a short period of time, and it will also kill you! Have you forgotten the warning that the teacher gave us back then!"

Jian Wudao was silent for a moment, and his expression showed reminiscence, "The teacher's voice and appearance haunt my heart, as if he never left, I will not forget every word of his old man." But this matter, Brother Wei does not regret it. ”

His voice was low, but every syllable revealed a sonorous resoluteness, "The teacher failed to break through and handed over the Sword Sect to me, the foolish brother has poor qualifications and is difficult to break through, seeing that the Sword Sect Mansion is about to fall, I can only fight in a desperate situation." Even if there is no place to bury the dead and the soul dissipates and does not enter the reincarnation, I must protect the foundation of the Sword Sect unharmed, otherwise it will be worthy of the expectations and cultivation of the teacher. ”

Jian Wudao waved his hand, "The secret master disciple has also read it, and it should be clear about its characteristics, once you have started to cultivate, it is irretrievable." Therefore, there is no need for the junior brother to say more. Moreover, dying for the Sword Sect is my mission as the sect master, and it is also the glory of my life. ”

His expression was calm and open, involving his own life and death, without the slightest difference.

Jian Wuya's face was bitter, if there were another hundred years, things would never have come to such a situation.

This shouldn't be the fate that the senior brother deserves!

It's all them, if it weren't for the hard work of the Sword Sect, why would the senior brother come up with this strategy to improve his cultivation.

Jian Wuya's eyes showed deep hatred.

"It doesn't have to be like this. Jian Wudao seemed to sense what he was thinking, and said lightly, "The weak eat the strong, the survival of the fittest, this is the law of survival in the world, how can my Sword Sect be transcendent." ”

"This is fate, don't be trapped in hatred, after I leave, you will be in charge of the revival of the Sword Sect. ”

Jian Wuya turned around and walked out, free and easy, "You came just in time, my brother is about to go out, and I can go back in half a month without accident, you inform the rest of the junior brothers and sisters, don't worry about me." ”

"Senior brother, where are you going?" Jian Wuya hurriedly spoke.

"Go and ring a wake-up call, and give me the Sword Sect three points of luck, a fairness. The voice was still echoing in the air, and the sword was gone.

......

Half a month later, Jian Wudao returned to the Sword Sect, and then a piece of news spread wildly throughout the Abi world.

The Lord of the Sword Sect broke through the barrier and fought fiercely in the depths of the Black Sea for ten days, killing the Immortal Sequence Purple Jiao Ancestor!

All sides shake!

......

The deepest part of the space of the Sword Warp Building.

Mo Yu sat cross-legged, like an empty shell, without any breath.

I don't know how long it took, his fingers moved slightly, and after a few breaths, his eyes slowly opened.

Buzz –

Buzz –

In an instant, the sound of hundreds of millions of swords exploded in the void.

Two identical sword shadows emerged from Mo Yu's eyes, and although they were blurred, they released an incomparably terrifying aura.

It seems that the slightest tremor can make the world collapse!

After a long time, the sword shadow under Mo Yu's eyes disappeared, and the void sword sound dissipated, he looked down at the sword-shaped jade slip in his palm, and his face showed admiration, "It is worthy of the Sword Sect Zhenzong Sword Dao Treasure Book, and the sword art is unfathomable!"

He stood up, put the jade slip back in its place, turned and walked away.

There are countless kendo secret books in the Sword Sutra Building, but they are no longer useful to him.

Mo Yu's footsteps seem to be unfast, but there is a faint sense of invisible rules, which fit the small world inside the Sword Scripture Building, and after a few steps, he is already standing at the exit.

Stretching out his hand to push the door, he had appeared outside the Sword Sutra Building.

Jian Mo looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and his eyes gradually revealed horror.

Push the door out!

Actually pushed the door out!

The Sword Sutra Building contains the remnants of the sword sect's early years, a sword path cultivator who has penetrated the heavens and the earth, and any monk who leaves the sword sect will be directly teleported out.

Being able to return by the same path shows that the will of the Seventh Master Uncle Kendo is no longer affected by the residual will of the ancestor...... This is the only one who can do this in the Sword Sect, I'm afraid there is only one teacher!

The seemingly calm and indifferent Seventh Master Uncle is indeed a peerless swordsman who is deeply hidden!

Jian Mo's eyes were scorching, his expression became more and more respectful, and he quickly stepped forward and saluted, "See Seventh Senior Uncle!"

Mo Yu nodded lightly, his eyes swept forward, and he quickly noticed the difference.

In his eyes, a sword shadow loomed in the sky of the Sword Sect, pointing straight to the sky, revealing a powerful majesty!

This is the manifestation of the Sword Sect's luck, and only those who have reached a certain level of cultivation can detect it.

But it is a little different from before, it has become solid, and it is full of vitality.

His eyes flickered slightly, and Mo Yu said, "During this time, what happened in the Sword Sect?"

Identify the luck of the sect!

Jian Mo knew such a legendary supernatural power, his heart shook, and his expression became more and more respectful, "Returning to the Seventh Senior Uncle, the teacher left the sect half a month ago, went to the depths of the Black Sea, and fought fiercely with the Immortal Sequence Purple Jiao Ancestor for ten days, and killed him and retreated. Ah Bi was shaken, all parties were in awe, and the sect was up and down, and their morale was greatly boosted!"

When he spoke, his face couldn't help but show pride.

I see.

Mo Yu showed his eyes, but there was a little more thoughtfulness in his eyes, Jian Wudao shot out without warning, killing the immortal sequence, and seemed to have some warning and warning. And this move is also a bit too high-profile, which is inconsistent with his own temperament.

Perhaps there is something else hidden in this.

With a turn of thought, Mo Yu pressed it, and the most important thing at the moment was to resume cultivation as soon as possible.

In half a month in the Sword Sutra Building, he comprehended hundreds of kendo secret texts, and his understanding of kendo became more and more profound.

There was a vague intuition that it was very close to breaking through and restoring cultivation.

He took one step, boarded the Luan car, and said lightly: "Let's go and go to the burial sword pool." ”

Jian Mo saluted respectfully, "Yes, Seventh Senior Uncle." ”

Hmmm-

The burning fire cloud streaked across the sky, roaring away in the awe-inspiring gaze of countless Sword Sect monks.

......

Outside the burial sword pool, Mo Yu stood in the wind, his black hair was excited, and his robe was turning.

"This burial sword pool, cultivation must be restored!"

He leaped forward, and his figure plummeted down, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

......

"Push the door out of the sword through the building. Jian Wudao's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face, "It seems that this time, this sect really made the right bet." Perhaps, the glimmer of life in the desperate situation of my Sword Sect is on him. ”

He turned around, and after a few breaths, he raised his hand and issued a sword order, which spread throughout the Sword Sect in a moment.

"The Seventh Elder retreats and buries the Sword Pool, this place is taboo for the sect from now on, and no one is allowed to enter!"