Actually, I don't know much about kendo myself. /./

I don't know much about sword cultivation.

In my concept and that of most non-sword cultivators, I think that sword cultivation is a group of sword cultivators who can fly swords, and most of them are handsome guys.

However, I later learned that the so-called sword cultivation is not so simple.

The sword is the king of weapons, and the sword cultivator is never so simple.

Sword cultivation is divided into many schools, the mainstream is basically the sword cultivation of the Shushan stream, and the cultivators we see who step on the fairy sword and fly above the nine heavens are all the sword cultivators of the Shushan school known as the sword immortal stream.

It's just that the Shushan Immortal Sword has declined, and there are very few sword cultivators in the Sword Immortal School.

I didn't know about Shura Dao before, and my reputation was not good.

People who are not very familiar with the circle of sword cultivation do not know the strength of Shura Dao. It's like if you weren't a martial artist, you wouldn't know how deep the strength of the Dragon Destroying Dao that Li Yan cultivated.

Although it is not famous, it is a real ancient genre.

The master of the Shura Dao kills, the lord is resentful, and the lord dominates.

Shura is the main killer ghost, and there are many Shura ghosts in the underworld, and these Shura are all strong and murderous.

The red-skinned Shura I met in the ghost market back then was actually a murderous person. A ghost and a stall, no one dares to mess with it, they are all tattooed by An An, and many abilities have been created by his hands, if it weren't for my weird dream, the momentum of the man in the dream was too strong, and it shocked this red-skinned Shura, maybe it wouldn't have been so out of shape at that time.

Shura is the strongest of the ghosts, and the sword cultivation of the Shura Dao is to let the cultivator incarnate as a Shura ghost when he holds the sword.

Killing is like chopping grass.

Killing ghosts is like killing ants.

Incarnate as Shura, surpass Shura, and finally behead Shura.

This is, Shura Dao Sword Cultivation!

Ou Jian's excited expression fell on my eyes when he saw Lan Mo, and he was even more happy.

I have to say, I was right. Looking at Ou Jian's excited expression, I estimate that it is a very good thing to take down the shackles, when the time comes, the big sword and the shackles will come to a fight, Lan Mo must have chosen the big sword, the shackles have nowhere to go, and I will naturally come as soon as I beckon.

Thinking of this, I laughed unconsciously.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and put away his smiling face.

It's just that the big sword in my hand is not so well-behaved, shaking in my hand, as if I want to break free, I carried the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation and hit the big sword directly, so that it stopped.

Ou Jian pulled Lan Mo, his eyes were excited, and Lan Mo was very uncomfortable.

"Old man, you, don't look at me like that, I, I like women."

As soon as this sentence came out, Ou Jian's old face was suddenly embarrassed.

I'm standing far away, but the Tailwind Ear Spirit Talisman is still very effective, plus the perception of the Sky Eye. I didn't have a hard time listening to them.

"Your name is Lan Mo, right, your master is?"

Ou Jian asked, although he was embarrassed just now, he was still very excited to look at Lan Mo's eyes.

"Master, Xuanyuanzi." Lan Mo replied quickly.

Xuanyuanzi, I haven't heard of it, it's almost the same if the person who can walk Master Lanmo is not a half-immortal, but I haven't heard of this person. Could it be a hidden figure again?

My head was big for a while, and the water was too deep, and the more I came into contact with it, the more I felt that the water in the cultivation world was unfathomable, how could so many masters emerge.

"Xuanyuan Liang, that guy begged me to build a sword back then, and I begged for 3 whole days. I didn't expect to meet his disciples now. ”

Ou Jian looked very happy when he heard Xuanyuanzi's name.

"The family teacher is very good, but the Shura Dao has declined, eh."

Lan Mo said this, with a rare sigh.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you have my sword. It will definitely be able to revive the sword cultivation style! Come and see! “

Ou Jian excitedly pointed to his black wooden box.

However, standing on the sidelines, a question suddenly occurred to me.

Why did this weak-looking old man have a heavy treasure but no one grabbed it?

I have been carried away by the joy brought by Chongbao before, but now that I think about it, it is indeed strange.

The old man claimed to be the heir of Ou Yezi, he looked stubborn like a master, and then he looked like he couldn't stand the agitation, and after opening the black wooden box, the sword he took out was also like a treasure, and a sword slashed through the clouds in the sky.

But why didn't anyone rob him?

Why does he, an old man, sit here every day waiting for sword cultivation, but no one pays attention?

Is it because he has shackles in his hands that no one can hurt him?

This is also too nonsense, there are people in the cultivation world who can clean him up, kill people and rob treasures.

Although the cultivation world is very reluctant to do such things, it is not that no one will take risks.

So why?

Could it be ......

I had a bad thought in the air.

I ran and looked around, I was looking for someone, the vendor who had sold me the flying sword in the first place.

Soon, I found him in the same position last time, and he was still selling, courteous and generous.

Seeing me, he shouted: "Fellow Daoist, is the flying sword from last time still useful?" Bought it again this time? ”

The smile on his face was warm, but it was indeed a punch, a hard punch.

"Bang."

He covered his face and squatted down.

"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing!"

He spoke hard.

"Take away the hand covering your face!"

I snapped.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean! I don't have any money, the goods are all fake, you let me go, I don't sincerely sell your fakes. Don't mess around, there are experts in the barter shop, and we vendors have paid protection money, don't mess around. ”

He looked scared.

I shouted again, "Get your hands off!" ”

The spiritual power in my hand is condensed, and the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation has taken shape.

I just threw the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation out. The lightning flashed, the speed was extremely fast, and it was in front of him in an instant.

However, something surprising happened, the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation was caught by this peddler's fierce reach, the whole thunderball trembled in the palm of his hand, and then he pinched it fiercely, and the thunderball directly turned into bright light and dissipated in the air.

And on his face, where he should have been scarred by my punch, was intact.

"It's a fantasy here!"

I looked coldly at this peddler who I didn't know my identity but was very unusual.

"Who are you?" I looked at the vendor in front of me, whose style and temperament had completely changed.

I scolded in my heart, yes, another master came out, why did so many masters let me meet.

"I'm the eighth god, and my friends call me Qingfeng Daoren."

He waved his hand, and the whole world changed again.

I stood at the crossroads of the downtown area, and in front of me stood a serious middle-aged man, 1.8 meters tall, with short and capable hair, gold-rimmed glasses, a black suit, and shiny leather shoes.

My mind is short-circuited, he is the eighth god......

I have also seen Guan Wei in a formal suit, which is very handsome, but it is completely different from the middle-aged man in front of him.

Guan Wei was a little more fashionable when he wore formal clothes, but the middle-aged man in front of him, who claimed to be the eighth god, was a little more atmospheric.

"You're the new Sixth God of the Order."

He smiled at me.

"Why do you want to change this illusion to fool me?"

I looked around at the intersection of people and cars. The two of us stood at this crossroads, which seemed so abrupt and incongruous.

"The High Second God doesn't want you to complete this mission, so he sent me to disrupt your plans. At this moment, Yangzi in the fifth god should have arrived in Shanghai, and whether your giant night wandering god can go to Urumqi is a matter of two words. ”

Qingfeng Dao people have a very good demeanor, and they look like gentlemen.

However, what he said made me stunned.

The second god has intervened in my mission, and he has sent two powerful ten gods to cause trouble.

"Blue ink was also conjured up by you?"

I asked, squinting.

"It's not."

As soon as Qingfeng Dao Man spoke, he heard a shout from Lan Mo in the distance.

"How could Lao Tzu be here!"

After saying that, Lan Mo rushed over, and the two-meter big man rushed over with a vicious face, looking like he wanted to fight.

"Blue Ink, don't be impulsive."

I went up to him, trying to stop him.

After all, Qingfeng Dao is a master of the demi-immortal level, and neither of us has stepped into the demi-immortal realm, so we are not his opponents.

But I was still a step slower, and as soon as this guy Lan Mo waved, the big sword that fell to the ground automatically flew into his hand.

Then, a shocking slash flew directly out of his hand. 151 Kanshu.com .