"I'm going to take you to meet someone."

Dao Xuan walked steadily, walking on the quiet path in the mountains, and his voice floated out lightly.

"Is it the hidden master of Qingyunmen?"

"Did you pass the assessment for that question just now?"

Dao Xuan thought about the answer just now, "Perhaps, you are very talented, and your swordsmanship is even more excellent, and now I already believe that the sword was wielded by you three years ago." ”

"Originally, I wanted to hand you over to that guide, but he didn't want to show up."

"Now you are already the seventh layer of the Jade Qing Realm, far beyond ordinary disciples, your future achievements are limitless, if you want to become the Qingyun Sect, you should know that the sect naturally has a great reward for disciples like you."

Dao Xuan suddenly stopped and looked at the person in front of him.

In the past three years, the young man with his head held high has become a handsome young man, and his temperament is out of the dust.

"How much you can gain depends on your own understanding." Dao Xuan pointed into the distance.

Chen Jun bowed and bowed: "I will live up to the good intentions of the real people in charge." ”

After speaking, Chen Jun stepped forward, and unconsciously, the forest was deep, the environment was extremely cold and quiet, and he could only hear a few falling birds.

Walking slowly, soon there was an empty place in front of him, only to see a huge open space, towering a majestic palace, four corners of the cornices, glazed tile roof, antique door plate red columns, as if all in this tranquility to tell the history of the past.

Bursts of light smoke drifted out from the deep and somewhat dark hall, and when I looked at it from the outside, I saw the candles lit inside, and the everlasting lamp swayed slightly, hanging in the air.

This is the ancestral hall of the patriarch, Chen Jun stayed in Qingyun, and he knew in his heart that there was a white-haired old man sweeping the floor with a broom not far away, who was burying his head and sweeping the floor seriously, it should be Wan Jianyi.

"Since ancient times, famous generals have been like beauties, and they will not let the world see white."

Wan Jian's hand holding a broom in one hand stopped, and he looked up.

"The master of the Dao Xuan Zhenren called me here." Chen Jun directly explained his intentions.

"You swung that sword three years ago?"

Chen Jun said: "I think no one will come down except me." ”

"Three years, the seventh layer of the Jade Qing Realm, it's very good, if that sword intent is also swung by you, it's not an exaggeration to say that you are a genius."

Wan Jian glanced at the bamboo sword he was carrying behind his back in a blink of an eye, and was slightly puzzled, "Where is your sword?" Thinking about your realm, Tian Buyi should be reluctant to take a bite of the fairy sword, or you haven't found the sword when you go down the mountain. ”

"I haven't come down yet, and this is my sword."

"How is the blade of the divine soldier, how is the iron grass and wood, there is a sword in the heart, why should it be stuck in the body."

In the rivers and lakes, Dugu's quest for defeat has reached the realm of not staying in things, and the grass, trees, bamboos and stones can be the realm of the sword, Chen Jun has set foot in the rivers and lakes, defeated all the opponents, and the realm of sword cultivation is not lower than him, he is fully qualified to say this.

And in front of him may be the strongest swordsman in the Zhuxian World, he explained the sword path in his heart, if Wan Jianyi is still disdainful like other Qingyunmen people, then this meeting is meaningless.

What is the difference between seeing and not seeing?

Wan Jian was slightly stunned, his heart jumped sharply, his pupils opened slightly, and a touch of sharp brilliance gradually flashed.

"Hahahaha!!"

An invisible sword aura suddenly appeared on him, sharp and pressing, white hair fluttered like a wild, he looked up to the sky and smiled, the sword qi suddenly rushed straight into the sky, like a green dragon probing its claws, boom, instantly tearing the sky bright white clouds.

He is a genius and a brilliant person.

Arrogant, arrogant and conceited, he treats the world as nothing, and only one person in white clothes fights with a sword, and he kills the Demon Sect with fear.

It doesn't matter if someone says something amazing in front of him, if he is timid, it is not worth it, but these are crazy capitals.

"That's right, what do you think of the sword in your hand?"

The laughter stopped, and Wan Jianyi's gaze was as sharp as two divine swords, shooting straight away, piercing through the void and faintly cracking sparks and scorching.

Like the sword of God's gaze resting on people, the burning flames and sharpness are amazing.

Chen Jun stood tall and looked at him: "My sword can move mountains and seas, can subjugate demons and kill demons, can sweep away thorns for me to pursue the road, can also protect Biluo Huangquan for me, can drop a sword for the world, and is willing to open a line for the avenue!" ”

Wan Jianyi was silent for a long time, and sighed faintly: "That's right, but the swordsman will eventually speak with a sword." ”

"I've wanted to give it a try for a long time."

"Bang!"

The clear light flashed, the bamboo sword behind Chen Jun led a long roar, and suddenly fell into his hand, the long sword slashed far away, and a flash of lightning flashed violently, galloping between the heavens and the earth, a slaughter, and the wind was fierce.

The wind blew in his face, and the sword slashed down from top to bottom......

Outside the distant mountain, Dao Xuan, the master of the sect, looked at the peerless sword qi that flew into the sky, and flashed a little surprise.

Tian Buyi looked at the mountain behind Tongtian Peak, and frowned, that is the place of the ancestral ancestral hall, and there will be no sword intent to rise, what's going on?

But after not seeing the disciple return for a long time, Tian Buyi had no choice but to find Dao Xuan Zhenren.

"Don't worry, this is an opportunity, it is only good for him, I have another task for him, you go back first."

Ten days later.

Chen Jun slowly walked out of the deep valley with a bamboo sword with faint cracks.

Although this bamboo sword is made of Da Zhufeng's extremely tough black knotted bamboo, it is stronger than the secular blade, but in the end, how can it withstand the destruction of two powerful swordsmen.

"Teach the real person, Chen Jun is here to restore his life!"

Dao Xuan looked at the young man's figure, slightly startled, and couldn't help but flash a little disappointed at the moment:

"It's good to come out, there are still more than a year and a half before the Qingyun Seven Veins Martial Arts, your master ordered you to go down the mountain to experience and find divine soldiers, and I also have a task for you."

"Just show the master."

"In recent days, there have been many demon thieves in various places, and you can find out the reasons and inside information for me, which can be regarded as your ambition to sweep away the evil."

Chen Jun: "......"

"Good!"

Dao Xuan said: "With your cultivation and background, the world can go, but if you encounter a big murderer in the Demon Gate, you can't violate it, don't force it, your master is still thinking about you to win glory for him in the face of the Seven Veins Huiwu." ”

"Yes!"

After Dao Xuan said the specific regulations of secular experience and the detailed rules of the task, he waved his hand, "Stand down and report to your master." ”

After seeing Chen Jun leave, a little doubt flashed in Dao Xuan's eyes.

Ancestral Hall.

Seeing the white-haired old man who was still sweeping the floor, Dao Xuan sighed slightly and asked, "What's the matter, with his kendo attainments and talent, he shouldn't have come out so soon." ”

Wan Jianyi shook his head, "I can't teach him, and I'm not qualified to teach him kendo." ”

"Tian Buyi may have gathered the thousand-year-old luck of Dazhu Peak, but this time he picked up a big bargain and can be his master."

Dao Xuan's body trembled, and he almost lost his voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Wan Jianyi's eyes were faint, "Aside from cultivation, in ten days, I discussed with him the extreme of the sword, but I couldn't measure him, and then I awarded him the ghost slaying divine sword, he only watched it twice, and after three days, he could easily use it, and there was nothing to teach, so what else could I teach him?" ”

Wan Jian's face was complicated, he breathed suddenly, and took out a blue atlas from his arms, "After granting the Demon Slaying God, he didn't want to owe me a favor, so he returned me a copy of his self-created sword duel." ”

"I have read the whole article in the past few days, and found that it is very suitable for this Taiji Xuanqing Dao, if he can continue to study the next chapter, I believe that its quality will never kill ghosts and gods again, and the sword and thunder will be really decided."

Dao Xuan took the atlas and looked at it fixedly.

The font pen on it is vigorous and powerful, like a sharp sword outline with a stroke, printed with four words:

"Tai Chi Sword Duel!"