"Jiang Mo, this little guy, can really keep creating surprises!"

The Lord of the Dao Palace said in some surprise.

He still remembers that in the past era, even if there was a Taoist who could be recognized by the patriarch and passed on, the patriarch would not be allowed to preach in person.

Jiang Mo was able to do this, naturally because the half-step Sword Immortal level ancestor valued Jiang Mo's talent and pinned the future of the Heavenly Saint Dao Palace on his shoulders.

Rushing.

The pictures were rolled up one by one, and Jiang Mo saw that there was a great demon in the wilderness, and in that picture scroll, a figure flashed.

Some of them are huge, like a giant fortress, and just being entrenched there gives people a feeling of breathlessness.

There are also big demons, who can travel 100,000 miles a day, and above their heads, there is a huge scorching sun suspended, and rounds of fireballs are constantly landing on the earth, scorching the earth for thousands of miles.

......

These desolate demons migrated towards the east, and their murderous eyes showed a bloodthirsty taste.

The east is inhabited by the Terrans, and when these desolate monsters attack, they have no room to resist.

Either they are eaten or they are brutally hunted.

Everyone wept in grief and cried out to the sky: Why is no one hunting these desolate monsters?

However, there was no god to respond to these lowly human beings.

Finally, there was a teenager who witnessed his sister being eaten by a giant demon.

He picked up a wooden stick from the ground and stabbed it at the monster.

Of course, there is only one ending for this teenager, and that is to be eaten by an angry troll.

However, since then, more and more people have taken up arms.

People use stones, branches, and flames as weapons of attack to defend their homes and their loved ones.

The picture stopped abruptly here, and the white-haired patriarch said, "What you just saw is the branch in the young man's hand that is the prototype of the sword. ”

"People sharpen the branches of trees and turn them into wooden swords. Since then, the Iron Sword has gradually evolved. ”

Then, the use of the sword was figured out, and the intelligent human beings thought about the way of the sword, and thought about how to perceive the power of heaven and earth and use it to manipulate the sword in their hands. ”

The scroll flipped, and this time, the Terran harnessed the flying sword and slew the Flood Monster.

The Terrans are no longer lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they use their swords to cut off the heads of the great demons.

At this time, hope appeared in people's eyes, and the sky was no longer gray overhead.

With the sword, people created more weapons, battle axes, long knives, iron halberds......

Looking at those pictures, Jiang Mo felt a shocking feeling in his heart.

It turns out that in ancient times, the human race was so fragile that it could only become food for the mouth of the great demon.

However, millions of years later, the Terrans are already at the top of the food chain, at the head of all races!

"The old man's cultivation of the way of the sword comes from the ancient inheritance. You can call it classical kendo, or origin kendo. ”

"And the sword path on your body does not conflict with the old man's sword way. If you have to name it, the old man is willing to name it Xinrui Kendo. ”

"Classical kendo is a more pure form of kendo, which explores how to use the sword and how to kill aliens. ”

"And the new kendo is derived from the classical kendo. ”

"The new kendo puts more emphasis on how to kill the enemies of the same clan!"

......

The white-haired patriarch's casual explanation seemed to be light and light, but Jiang Mo had a feeling of empowerment.

Because, in just a few words, this patriarch pointed out the essence of kendo.

Cultivating a sword is not to kill people, but to protect one's relatives and lovers.

However, some demon cultivators have gone astray on the path of martial arts, and they practice martial arts purely for the sake of dark and evil thoughts in their hearts.

Not only Jiang Mo, but even those powerhouses outside the Tiansheng Pagoda also had a sense of enlightenment.

"Classical kendo and cutting-edge kendo can complement each other. You can combine them and see if you can create a more perfect kendo!"

Through this explanation, the white-haired patriarch also saw that Jiang Mo was a pure sword cultivator who was qualified to accept his inheritance.

I saw that with a wave of his old palm, countless small flying swords suddenly poured into Jiang Mo's body.

Jiang Mo did not resist, but closed his eyes and felt the inheritance of this time with his heart.

The flying sword swirled around his body, as if he possessed spirituality.

In this way, after a few hours, Jiang Mo closed his eyes and slowly opened them.

Two beams of brilliant sword light, like substance, burst out from his eyes.

Rumble!

An indescribable feeling of pleasure emanated from every pore in his body.

"Buzz, buzz......"

At this moment, it seems that there is a Sanskrit sound enveloping this space, which makes people's hearts shake.

"Not bad, not bad. ”

"So quickly, I realized the tenth heaven of kendo. ”

"It seems that the old man is not wrong!"

The figure of the white-haired patriarch gradually became illusory.

He had already passed his lifelong kendo perception into Jiang Mo's mind, and as for how much he could comprehend, it depended on his talent and perseverance.

"The Tenth Heaven of the Way of the Sword: Gods and Demons Weep!"

This chanting like Sanskrit sound made Jiang Mo's heart happy, and he knew very well in his heart what this meant.

All the sword emperors of all dynasties can reach their realm, and a necessary condition is to reach the tenth heaven of swordsmanship.

Although it is said that if you reach the tenth heaven of the sword, you may not be able to become a great emperor, but if you can't reach the tenth sword, you will definitely not be able to become the great emperor of the sword!

"Although the inheritance left by the old man is not broad and profound, it has to be studied by your heart. In the future, the burden of guarding the Heavenly Saint Dao Palace will fall on your shoulders. ”

"If you have enough strength, you can also contribute to the protection of the great heavens!"

The figure of the white-haired patriarch gradually became illusory, and immediately dissipated into the silver river.

Jiang Mo bowed and saluted, "The younger generation should follow the teachings of the ancestors!"

When the white-haired patriarch's figure dissipated, those powerhouses outside the Tiansheng Pagoda also bowed down.

After appearing this time, the Holy Soul of this ancestor will completely dissipate.

The ancestors of the past generations have paid too much for the Heavenly Saint Dao Palace, and they are worthy of the admiration of these younger generations.

The white-haired patriarch returned Lu Lianfeng's inheritance to Jiang Mo's body.

At this time, Jiang Mo felt that in his body, classical kendo and cutting-edge kendo were like the power of yin and yang, complementing each other and constantly fusing each other, and there was no feeling of mutual exclusion.

"These two seniors have their own strengths, and I should absorb the strengths of their kendo and carry them forward. ”

"After that, I can cultivate my own kendo!"

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Mo walked out of the Heavenly Saint Tower, bathed in the vast sword intent all over his body, even the Luo Clan Ancestor and the others, their eyes couldn't help but show a little shock and jealousy......

(End of chapter)