Pingfeng Mountain is not a demon mountain.

Dozens of peaks rise and fall one after another to form Pingfeng Mountain.

Each mountain peak has its own characteristics, or like a knife edge, called the knife mountain. Or like a sharp sword, the name is Sword Mountain. Some even resemble hanging mountains, called empty mountains.

In ancient times, there were great battles here, leaving some remnant bones of soldiers, forming today's Pingfeng Mountain.

There are fairy knives under the knife mountain, divine swords under the sword mountain, and bone wings under the empty mountain. Cultivating on different mountains has different artistic conceptions.

Flocks of cranes skim the sky, winged snakes swim on the edge of cliffs, and a three-meter-long giant fish rises in the laketop of the mountain.

The extinct animals in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" actually appeared here, making Pingfeng Mountain have an indescribable weirdness.

On the winding mountain road, three people walked.

"How about it, the first time I went to Pingfeng Mountain, I was not surprised, and I walked more later, so I was not surprised. Fu Cheng said as a passerby.

He has taken many people up the mountain, and everyone who came here sighed loudly, just like a newcomer entering the Grand View Garden.

Chu Wangxian was speechless, he had seen a more bizarre place than this, what was Pingfeng Mountain.

This is not the demon world, what is there to be proud of.

"There are many rules in Pingfeng Mountain, and as newcomers, you should be cautious in your words and deeds. This is not the outside world, even if you are the number one master in the world, you have to be honest with me when you come to Pingfeng Mountain. The corners of Fu Cheng's mouth curled slightly, and he said proudly.

A genius like Chu Wangxian can only teach a few lessons when he is just starting out.

One day, after Chu Wangxian stood above hundreds of millions of people, he also had something to talk about showing off to others.

"Even if you are invincible in the world in the outside world, in the eyes of Venerable Pingfeng Mountain, it is nothing more than that, so be honest, kowtow more and talk less. ”

Fu Cheng saw Chu Wangxian pondering, nodded in satisfaction, this kid was calm, it was really extraordinary, no wonder he could kill Jin Renjie.

"What else do you have to ask now, and if you go up the mountain, you won't have a chance?" Fu Cheng became more and more proud.

"The people of Pingfeng Mountain have cultivated to the end, can they reach the demon realm?" Chu Wangxian finally asked.

Among the Daomen, there are legends of Zhang Sanfeng, Wang Chongyang and other monks who became immortals, and since Pingfeng Mountain is the cultivation place of the descendants of the demon clan, there should be a way to become a demon immortal.

"You're alone. ”

"Haha, let me tell you, three mountains and one sea, it is difficult for anyone who can enter the demon realm for decades. ”

"Three mountains and one sea?" Chu Wangxian heard the unfamiliar word again, which seemed to be the name of the demon sect.

There are many branches in the Daomen, such as the north and the south, and there are many branches such as Zhengyi and Quanzhen.

The same is true of the demon gate, three mountains and one sea, which is the strongest demon gate.

As they spoke, the three of them bypassed a winding mountain road, and a stone platform appeared in front of them.

On the towering mountain wall, a stone platform suddenly emerges like a stroke of genius, this stone platform has not collapsed, it can be called the magic of nature.

The stone platform is mottled with sword marks, each sword mark is several feet deep, and at a cursory glance, there are as many as 10,000 sword marks.

When I looked up, there was still a line of words on it.

In the seventh year of Yanyou (note: 1320), Zhang Sanfeng was defeated by the thousand-eyed demon king, and he set up a sword as evidence.

When I looked up, I saw that a long sword was inserted into the stone, and only the hilt was left.

Fu Cheng was just about to leave, but saw Chu Wangxian standing still.

Suddenly, Chu Wangxian took out three or five evil swords.

"You, what are you doing!"

Chu Wangxian turned a deaf ear and stepped forward to look, every sword mark here, like handwriting, has its own characteristics, the swords are different, and when combined, it is a set of swordsmanship.

He slowly raised his sword, crossed it across his chest, and stabbed it gently.

Chu Wangxian felt the power of each sword carved on the rock wall, the angle and speed of each sword were different, and it was like this if he lifted weights lightly.

This sword is too light!

This sword, too fast!

The sword has sword intent, there is fast and slow, Chu Wangxian slowly comprehended, and he was addicted to it.

He has practiced the Yellow Emperor's swordsmanship in the "Book of Nature", but the Yellow Emperor's swordsmanship is wide open and close, too sharp, simple and efficient, and the swordsmanship here is another charm.

Be slow, be slow!

Chu Wangxian finally closed his eyes and slowly comprehended, this is Zhang Sanfeng's swordsmanship, the sword has Taiji, and each has its own charm.

The sword is not fast, but slow is also slow.

Zhang Sanfeng created the Tai Chi Sword Technique, but the Tai Chi Sword was only a sword technique that he comprehended in the early days.

This set of nameless swordsmanship is the swordsmanship that Zhang Sanfeng comprehended after he was 100 years old.

As the sword marks on the stone platform flew out automatically and carved into Chu Wangxian's mind, this set of swordsmanship became clearer and clearer.

Wind, have wind!

A slight breeze swept up, and as the blade of the sword danced, the wind became stronger and stronger, marking white wind marks.

The wind condensed together, carrying the sword momentum and constantly turning into a monstrous wind.

Fire, fire!

The flames burst out, and a flame danced with the sword, conjuring up arcs of fire to form a fire dragon pattern.

The body jumped, stepped along the mountain wall, and slashed at the sword marks one after another, depth, speed, strength, burn marks, perfect fit.

Chu Wangxian fell into a mysterious and mysterious realm.

There is not only one kind of swordsmanship, there is one kind of fast and accurate ruthlessness, and another kind of slow and static potential.

The wind rises, the fire rises, the thunder comes, and the water falls......

Chu Wangxian felt the sound of heaven and earth, listening, manipulating, exerting, and controlling.

It's not just the sword in the hand that is a sword, heaven and earth can be a sword.

At this moment, he had an epiphany.

Hundreds of feet away.

Fu Cheng and Su Sujin watched blankly.

The set of swordsmanship that Chu Wangxian used was too terrifying, forming an absolute realm around him.

Wind Sword, Fire Sword, Thunder Sword, Wooden Sword......

Thousands of sword marks have turned into the realm of swords, and as long as you take a step, you will be attacked by various sword qi.

Even the well-informed Fu Cheng was stunned to watch, he had the illusion that Chu Wangxian would turn a wisp of air into a sword, a cluster of flames into a sword, and a drop of water into a sword......

and even turned heaven and earth into swords.

Chu Wangxian looked excited, he seemed to have entered a new world at this moment, among the hundred techniques of cultivating immortals, they were all recorded in writing, but here, it was a sword mark, only by seeing it on the spot, there was an epiphany.

Chu Wangxian slowed down, the wind was gradually flashing, the thunder sank into the ground, and the water droplets evaporated.

A sword was slowly withdrawn.

He opened his eyes violently, and stood with the sword in his hand, and at this moment, he swallowed heaven and earth into his heart.

This nameless sword technique made his sword enter a new realm.

In front of him, on the top of Pingfeng Mountain, there were more than ten people standing outside the stone platform, pointing, such a big movement, naturally eye-catching, since Chu Wangxian began to practice swords, it has been an hour.

"Fu Cheng, he is really a new disciple. "Some people don't believe it.

"The conscience of heaven and earth, I lied and thundered five times, this kid killed Jin Renjie. And this kid is not a newcomer, but not at all. ”

"You're saying he killed Jin Renjie before he even got started. It made people gasp.

"He killed Jin Renjie, why don't you deal with it with the mountain method?" someone scolded.

"Hehe, this person is amazingly talented, how dare Fu Cheng make his own decisions, don't embarrass him. ”

Everyone regarded Chu Wangxian as a genius disciple of Pingfeng Mountain, and if they looked up and didn't look down in the future, how could they dare to deal with it without permission.

At this moment, they saw that Chu Wangxian had comprehended the sword technique, and they saw that it was even more terrifying.

Everyone muttered in their hearts, with this understanding, is Pingfeng Mountain going to have another demon king who will step into the demon world in the future?

[Immortal, you've been practicing for an hour, what kind of swordsmanship is this?]

The immortal cultivators in the live broadcast room tried to learn while watching, but they were Dong Shi Xiaofeng, and the swordsmanship displayed was less than one-tenth of Chu Wangxian's.

"This should be the swordsmanship that Zhang Sanfeng comprehended. Chu Wangxian looked up.

In front of everyone's eyes, Chu Wangxian took a step, his body flew into the air, and he actually grabbed the sword in the stone inserted into the stone.

"Wait, this sword was left by the previous demon king, and it can't be pulled. ”

"Little junior brother, this is a testimony of Zhang Sanfeng's failure, you must not pull it out!"

Everyone woke up and hurriedly shouted.

This is the testimony of the Thousand Eyes Demon King defeating Zhang Sanfeng, and the one who destroys it dies.

In the shouting, Chu Wangxian turned a deaf ear at all, he pressed his right hand, jerked violently, and pulled out a Qingfeng long sword.

On the blade of the sword, there are two words.

"Wuji!"

"Tao Te Ching" cloud, infinite and extraordinary.

The ultimate of the infinite path, boundless, endless, infinite, endless.

It's really a good sword, Chu Wangxian holds the sword in his hand, and his momentum is outstanding.

But the people of Pingfeng Mountain who saw this scene were dumbfounded, this is a big basket.

unexpectedly pulled out the testimony of the previous demon king defeating Zhang Sanfeng.

"I take back my words, no matter how talented I am, if I don't know the height of the heavens, it will be a curse. Someone sighed, after all, it is injured Zhongyong, he has no talent, he can't be a man, and he is not far from death.

"If this kid kneels down and kowtows, there is still room for redemption, otherwise the demon king will be angry and will definitely die. ”

Everyone looked at Chu Wangxian, and they couldn't help but feel sorry, the arrogance of the newborn calf should also have a limit, if you don't listen to dissuasion like Chu Wangxian, it will be self-defeating.