Cao Zinuo's face remained unchanged, and his footsteps slowly walked out towards the middle of the courtyard, but his mind was searching quickly.

Sure enough, a glimmer of information appeared in his mind, these messages were placed in space, but they did not belong to him, so he did not search but did not find its existence.

Swordsmanship, these memories are all about swordsmanship, not necessarily how advanced swordsmanship, but it is driven by a force that Cao Zinuo has never been exposed to at all.

These forces are neither the true qi and internal force of the martial arts, nor the aura and immortal qi of the immortal dao, but an energy body that mixes the essence of the two forces of the immortal path and the martial path.

Of course, in this world, this energy is still called internal force.

The corners of Cao Zinuo's mouth twitched a smile, but this internal force was the internal force he was looking for, the so-called internal force that mixed the two attributes of immortal dao and martial arts.

His figure stood in the middle of the courtyard, his palms slowly raised, and in his memory, those impressions of swordsmanship in this world flowed out rapidly, and he didn't have time to practice, or even to familiarize himself with it.

At this time, the old man under the cloister was watching, with anticipation and hope.

Cao Zinuo is not a good person, but in the face of the old man's caring eyes, he does not intend to disappoint him.

This old man reminded Cao Zinuo of his parents.

"Shocking clouds, a sword breaks through the nine heavens."

Cao Zinuo's palm suddenly unfolded, and the internal force in his body fluctuated with a certain strange energy in the air around him, and a long sword appeared in the void in this fluctuation.

Cao Zinuo's hand held the long sword, and suddenly, everything he sensed disappeared in his senses. Only the sword in his hand remains.

The sword rippled. A sword move like the old man's before. Shocking lightning, it's just that Cao Zinuo's thinking suddenly turned, and the swordsmanship began to change.

Dugu, Tai Chi, and various swordsmanship appeared in Cao Zinuo's mind.

The Three Realms Sword Sect began to move, and suddenly, Cao Zinuo's figure appeared. In his perception, he stood proudly between heaven and earth, the long sword in his hand overflowed with cold light, and the sword light spread around him.

People carry swords, swords protect people, but anyone who wants to hurt him is among the targets of this sword's attack.

Kendo.

Cao Zinuo's eyes closed, and then opened again, the long sword suddenly flashed countless lights and shadows, and the ground of the courtyard began to crack, this was originally a bluestone slab paved ground, but at this time it was as fragile as dried tofu.

Under the cloister. A faint smile appeared on the old man's face, and he didn't care that the swordsmanship that Cao Zinuo used was no longer his own swordsmanship. On the contrary, he seemed extremely satisfied.

Kendo.

Cao Zinuo opened his eyes, there was a hint of understanding in his eyes, he vaguely understood the origin of the sword, the original intention of the sword, in fact, killing and guarding coexisted, no matter what reason the sword came out, there was only one reason for it, and that was to protect himself.

Whether it is good or evil, you will always put yourself in a dangerous situation, and there will always be enemies who want to hurt you, and the sword is the only weapon that can protect you from harm at this time, and the only weapon that can make him take the lead in counterattacking the enemy, this is the sword.

Kendo, in the Three Realms Sword Sect, Yi Yin created the sword path not to protect himself, I am afraid that any army in this world will not be defeated before it is victorious, and the appearance of the sword path is also a preparation made by Yi Yin in order to reduce the possibility of defeat.

In the courtyard, the sword has disappeared, and the sword overflowing with cold light has also disappeared at the same time, Cao Zinuo stood there quietly, the whole person seemed to be in an absolute static state, and under the corridor, the old man finally couldn't help but show a smug smile.

The old man understood that Cao Zinuo's state at this time was that he had entered an epiphany, and many people who practiced martial arts were afraid that they would not have had an epiphany once in their lives.

And anyone who can have an epiphany is a hero.

This kind of state is unattainable, and it is a state that martial arts practitioners dream of all their lives.

In his mind, everything disappeared, and Cao Zinuo only felt that the innate sword embryo in his body suddenly took shape, and this newly formed sword was conceived in his body, but it seemed to have his own thoughts, as long as his mind moved, although it could appear automatically.

This is definitely no longer the category of martial arts, however, this is indeed not the world of cultivating immortals.

Cao Zinuo carefully felt the changes in the Heavenly Immortal Sword Embryo in his body, he seemed to have a deeper understanding of the way of the sword, the power of the Three Realms Sword Sect was superior, but, unlike in the past, this time there was no new sword technique, not only did not give birth to a new sword technique, on the contrary, on the contrary, those previous sword techniques seemed to be no longer applicable.

All things return to the One, seeking the Tao.

Cao Zinuo opened his eyes, he stabbed out with a sword in his hand, and the long sword conceived in his body suddenly appeared in his hand, a subtle sword light appeared on the tip of the sword, expanding and contracting, a sword was formed, but the sword in his hand had been shattered, and then, countless sword shadows appeared in front of Cao Zinuo, covering the sky and the sun.

Cao Zinuo exhaled and laughed.

A sword is a thousand swords, and ten thousand swords are also a sword, but the sword he just now already contains a trace of Dao aura, it seems to be a sword, but in fact it is not a sword.

Of course, this does not mean that Cao Zinuo has really comprehended the Tao, it just means that Cao Zinuo has touched the traces of the Tao.

Under the corridor, the sound of the old man's applause came, the old man's swordsmanship may not be superb, but his eyesight is not bad, where can he not see that Cao Zinuo's swordsmanship at this time is extremely skillful.

Of course, the old man didn't understand how Cao Zinuo could become so clever immediately, but the old man didn't have an epiphany, but he could only classify it as the magic of epiphany.

Moreover, Cao Zinuo's swordsmanship has become sophisticated, but it is also something that makes the old man feel happy.

"Your sword path has been successful, but then you should go to the rivers and lakes to make a move, so that the world can see that my word Hui Jianmen has not disappeared in the rivers and lakes, a week later, Cai Zijian of Fujian Golden Sword Gate will be 60 years old, you will go to give a gift on behalf of my word Hui Jianmen, if it were not for the support of my ancestors of Hui Jianmen, his grave is afraid that grass has grown, however, when the catastrophe occurred thirty years ago, his Golden Sword Gate was not moving, how should this kindness be repaid."

In the midst of the applause, the old man's resentful voice sounded.

Along with this voice sounded the voice of the guide in his head.

"Camp mission, kill Cai Zijian of the Golden Sword Gate, task reward, the kendo that the contractor has comprehended, the penalty for failure, and abolish the kendo that the contractor has mastered."

It's a very simple task, a very simple explanation, but Cao Zinuo understands that he probably can't refuse this task.

He loves this sword path very much, and he has changed with the Three Realms Sword Sect, and his strength has increased countless times, no matter what, it is impossible for him to let his strength weaken.

"Okay, I understand, kill Cai Zijian."

Cao Zinuo said indifferently, killing a person has nothing to do with him, in the rivers and lakes, killing is a common thing, he will not say anything about justice or not, in fact, which of the big men in the rivers and lakes is not covered with blood on his hands.

At this time, Cao Zinuo was thinking about the name of the word Hui Sword Gate, he thought of the origin of this title, and at the same time, he also thought of the sword language similar to the spirit of words.

Cao Zinuo's memory is very good, although there are too many stories in his head, it is impossible to remember all the details, but once there are some related things at the same time, it can remind him a lot.

The word Hui Jianmen does not appear too many times in martial arts, and the extremely famous representative is Zhuo Bufan in the Tianlong world.

As for the sword language similar to the spirit of words, after thinking of the Tianlong World, Cao Zinuo immediately thought of why he felt so familiar, but it was an extremely classic old movie, Tianshan Tong's grandmother of Tianlong Babu.

This is about the world of Tenryu.

Cao Zinuo had a guess in his mind, but the only thing that puzzled him was that the sword language appeared in the movie, which can hardly be called a super high martial arts world of martial arts.

And the real Tianlong world is a novel, although there are some things that the gods chatter, but there are never too outrageous martial arts.

This world is a bit weird, or this world was originally created by combining the martial arts realm of the movie with the plot of the novel.

Cao Zinuo couldn't figure it out, and he didn't think about it to death, because many times the answer was often not thought of, walking on the streets of Fujian, Cao Zinuo could sometimes meet some Jianghu characters, and sometimes heard some Jianghu words.

Especially sitting in the tavern, at this time, Cao Zinuo heard a matter in his ears.

"Have you heard, Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang, also died, and he also died under his own fame stunt."

In the tavern, in the noise, a voice came into Cao Zinuo's ears, his figure shook slightly, and then raised his head to drink the wine in the cup, this is indeed the world of Tianlong, and it is the world of Tianlong where the plot has begun.

Cao Zinuo smiled bitterly, it seems that the space does not give people too many opportunities to exploit loopholes, this plot has already begun, and I think that the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu in the Wuliang Cave have been taken away by Duan Yu.

It's just that I don't know how long it will be before Ma Dayuan dies, or what can I do, help Qiao Feng hide his identity, or do other things to brush up tasks or something.

Cao Zinuo got up, paid the bill, and walked outside.

This is the world of Tianlong, but Cao Zinuo began to think about the various plots of the Tianlong world, but it is different from the past, no matter what you say about Qiao Feng, but one thing is undeniable, he is a man worth befriending.

Regardless of the factor of race, no one would hate this man when they think about it.

It's just that in this era, race is an unavoidable topic, and there is an unavoidable survival problem between Han Chinese and nomads.

Shaking his head helplessly, Cao Zinuo walked onto the street, but this was the first time he didn't want to calculate anything.

At the end of the street, the mansion of Fujian Jindaomen was in sight, and the expression on Cao Zinuo's face suddenly returned to calm, and he couldn't figure it out for the time being, but this Jindaomen happened to become the object of Cao Zinuo's depression. (To be continued......)