When Yang Chen opened his eyes again, it was already late at night, and the stars above his head were shining, like many gems inlaid on a black curtain, extremely beautiful.

In the distant sky, the Big Dipper hung high, changing imperceptibly, resembling a sharp sword, exuding a faint starlight.

Under the old locust tree, the man in white closed his eyes tightly, and his expression was as usual, as if he was asleep, and he didn't move.

The breeze blew slowly, the black hair on his forehead scratched lightly on his white face, the white robe fluttered, and the sound of subtle breathing sounded at this time, and with every rise and fall of his chest, the crown above his head would also tremble once, which was very mysterious.

Seven times later, a fallen leaf quietly fell.

The man in white opened his eyes, and the aura under his feet surged, like a fairy cloud, steaming and floating.

Then he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the leaves with his slender fingers, and in an instant, countless runes swirled out along his fingertips, like a stream in a mountain stream, soft and slow.

The charm of the immortals is all presented at this moment, the runes wrap the leaves, emitting the first rays of dawn in the early morning, the stars are moving, and a burst of sword light is born immediately after, it is the light of noon, dazzling and terrifying!

"The Big Dipper is divided into Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Shaoguang. ”

The man in white turned his head suddenly, his eyes were clear, and the leaves in his hand had turned into a sharp sword, and the cold light shot out, which made people tremble.

"Seven swordsmanship, corresponding to seven ancient stars, I only use it once, you memorize it carefully, and you must practice it diligently in the future, if you die at the hands of the enemy in the future, don't blame me for not teaching you well." ”

The cold words accurately reached Yang Chen's ears, and he was stunned for a while, and before he could react, he saw a starlight shattering the heavens and the earth!

In the night sky, the Big Dipper swayed, and the Tianshu Star moved first.

The man in white raised his sword in his hand, his movements were very slow, and he looked weak, a bit like a sword dance move for an elderly person to strengthen his body.

Yang Chen didn't think so, although he was a little far away from the other party, he could still clearly see that the sword held by the latter had been wrapped around a layer of starlight, and there seemed to be thousands of stars rotating on it, and a terrifying force was slowly condensing.

"The sword is a gentleman in the weapon, pay attention to agility and elegance, and the demeanor is sassy during the war, and it is my own free and easy road, so the most in the world is sword cultivation, and there are more free and easy people to drink and wave the rivers and lakes, and self-proclaimed wine and sword immortals. ”

The speed of the man in white dancing the sword gradually increased, and the terrifying momentum was gradually rising, and the sword moved, and with one step, the earth cracked, revealing an unimaginable abyss.

Yang Chen was dumbfounded, looking at the edge of the abyss, which was extremely smooth, as if he had been cut out by someone with a sword.

A strong kendo who doesn't need a weapon, he is a sword himself!

The sword intent flowed, and the whole body was swirling, even if it was just a bland finger, it was enough to open the sky!

Rumble!

The man in white had a flat expression, and he always looked like an ancient well.

However, at this moment, the sword in his hand burst out with a power that cut through the world, violent and terrifying, and all corners of the world were churning.

"But as a descendant of our lineage, even if you use a sword, you have to show your momentum, not a gentleman, not a leisure, but the momentum of stepping on the eight wildernesses!"

The blade of the sword pointed straight at the sky, and this was the last sword of the seventh move.

When the man in white finished saying the word "momentum", the entire night sky suddenly shattered completely, and the stars in the sky suddenly turned into powder!

A large hole exploded in the sky, and chaotic qi surged out of it, flooding the universe in a vast expanse, like a vast ocean.

"Remember?"

The man turned his head, looked at Yang Chen, whose body was trembling and his face was pale, threw his sword, stuck it on the ground in front of the latter, and said, "You come to practice." ”

In the mountains, endless spiritual energy fell from above, like a morning mist, enveloping many wild forests.

Since the man in white split the night sky with a sword, this fairyland on earth has never ushered in the night, and the sun has always hung brightly.

In the mountains, a small stream flows.

The water is clear and sliding like silk, and the small stones in the shallows intersect with the water, making a gurgling sound.

On the shore, broken wooden piles and huge rocks can be seen everywhere.

A glance at the cracks, without exception, are all flat and smooth, obviously caused by sharp weapons.

Yang Chen, dressed in black, sat on the ground with pebbles piled up, his eyes closed, his breathing was slow and full of rhythm, visible to the naked eye, and the aura between heaven and earth was approaching him one by one.

The wings of his nose quivered, and white qi poured in, down his throat and straight to his abdomen, hovering near a drop of golden liquid.

In the middle of the stream, where the water flow was relatively rapid, the man in white stood there as if he were walking on the ground, without saying a word, looking at Yang Chen, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, he shook his head and said, "In the end, the qualifications are medium, if it is replaced by those Tianjiao, I am afraid that at this time, I am afraid that I have already broken through the spirit and gone straight to the bone molding." ”

"Are today's young people so low in understanding? Hundreds of years ago, Xu Mozhi, although he came to this place by chance in middle age, but it only took a few months for people to enter the ranks of monks, although he practiced late, his qualifications were really not bad, but he was a little unpersuaded and died in the hands of that Jiao. ”

The man in white didn't pay attention to Yang Chen anymore, and walked in the middle of the stream with his steps, as if he remembered some past events, sometimes sighing, sometimes smiling, and sometimes worried......

Several expressions changed in turn, full of sadness and sadness.

"Master, you guessed it, that person did leave behind, but the last disciple of our lineage was a little ......" The man's expression was gloomy and he didn't say anything more to himself.

The ancients used swords, relying on experience and a move to decide the victory, two martial arts powerhouses fought fiercely, enough to cause many people to watch, dazzling sword light, people can't help but applaud.

But no matter how strong the sword of an ordinary man is, it is impossible to defeat a cultivator who controls the sword with qi.

Three or four meters away from Yang Chen, a long sword suddenly trembled, and then it rose from the ground and rushed towards the mountains and forests in the distance.

Yang Chen opened his eyes, looked at the fallen trees, looked happy, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that one day I would be able to embark on the path of cultivation in the novel, this power is much more powerful than the moves used by the martial arts powerhouse in the TV series." ”

Putting away the long sword, he immediately glanced around, hoping to find the white-clothed figure and proudly report his cultivation results.

"Isn't it? What a ghostly guy. ”

Yang Chen stood up and stretched, recalling his experience during this time, it was like a dream.

Since the day the man in white asked him to practice swords, so far, half a year has passed, of course, because the night disappeared, the specific number of days was said by the man in white.

At first, Yang Chen was not happy to stay here, after all, he still had his parents to take care of, and his studies to complete, and he couldn't lose these two things no matter what.

"This is a special space, the years can't turn up big waves here, you just need to work hard to practice and improve your strength, if you insist on going out now, then there is only a dead end. ”

This is what the man in white said, Yang Chen naturally didn't understand it at all, and the latter didn't explain too much, as for why he had to practice here, the former's answer was: "I don't have much time left, this space is about to collapse, you are the last person to come in, so you will be the last heir of our lineage, I hope you don't let me down." ”

When Yang Chen was overjoyed, the man in white quietly came behind him, his eyes were cold, his expression was gloomy, and he was obviously disappointed.

"Are you complacent?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, Yang Chen was startled, and before he could say anything, he saw the man in white stretching out his palm and snatching back the long sword, his arm trembled slightly, and the sword body suddenly collapsed, and the fragments fell all over the ground.

Yang Chen didn't know why, so he was stunned and didn't speak.

The man in white reprimanded sternly: "In the past six months, every time you have achieved occasional results in your cultivation, you are so proud and complacent, do you really think that you are some kind of genius?"

The shards of the long sword soared into the air, condensed, the light flickered, and a wooden sword appeared.

"The sword you used before was evolved by me with runes, let alone you, even a mortal can use it to cut hundreds of trees, you are good, as a cultivator, with the sword of qi, but you can only break dozens of trees, you are embarrassed to be proud, you are embarrassed to be complacent, and you are embarrassed to ask me to show off the results of that grain of rice!?"

Yang Chen's face turned red, not ashamed, but angry.

He is also a college student, a man in his twenties, since he has been an adult, when has he been scolded like this?

With a cold smile, the man in white said, "Are you not convinced? This is an ordinary wooden sword, do you dare to try it again?"

Yang Chen's hanging arm trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to take the sword, because he was afraid that what the other party said was true, and it would be another shame to greet him at that time.

To pick up or not to answer?

If he doesn't answer, he can have a trace of luck in his heart and comfort himself.

After all, what the man in white said cannot be false, and the strength is there.

"Pick up?"

"Don't pick up?"

The right hand was raised slightly, but immediately put it back again.

The wooden sword broke and was discarded to the ground, and the man in white snorted coldly and shouted: "I don't even have the courage to face failure, how will I gain a foothold on the earth in the future, and how will I face the coming disaster?"

"In the world, I have been in the world for 20 years, and my heart is no longer as clear as a baby, and that heart is contaminated with too much dust, and the red dust is too heavy!"

The successive reprimands made Yang Chen clench his fists.

A large hand fell, and he knelt straight down, without the slightest ability to resist, and there was a crisp sound at his knee, followed by blood oozing out.

"From today on, in addition to practicing sword cultivation and reciting the "Pure Heart Mantra" a million times, the rest of the time will be spent kneeling here for me, thinking clearly about what the Dao Heart is and standing up again!"