Zhang Yue Zhang Dazhen chatted with Chen Letian for a while, and asked Chen Letian if he wanted to rest, Chen Letian showed that he didn't need to rest, after the true qi in his body was washed one out and one in, he felt that his energy was very sufficient, and it didn't hurt to fight all night.

Zhang Dazhen nodded approvingly, then with a wave of his hand, the long sword he had been carrying was unsheathed and flew towards Chen Letian: "Let my sword accompany you to practice tonight." With that, Zhang Dazhen went back to the house and closed the door.

It is said that the long sword that has been with Zhang Dazhen since Zhang Yue was young looks very ordinary, so ordinary that no one will be curious to take a look at it when it is thrown on the street.

But Chen Letian knew that although this sword looked ordinary, it was not ordinary on the inside. The sword qi and sword intent contained in it, put it in the world, are also first-class.

At this time, the sword came to Chen Letian's eyes, hanging in the air, and the tip of the sword was facing Chen Letian.

"How do you play?" asked Chen Letian to Jian.

Of course, the sword can't speak, but it seems to understand human speech, and the body of the sword vibrates and makes a buzzing sound, as if to say, 'Just play like this.'"

Chen Letian suddenly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the long sword, but the sword was very maneuverable to avoid Chen Letian's hand, and then stabbed at Chen Letian's means. Chen Letian seemed to have a premonition and quickly returned his hand. The sword did not give up, and kept staring at Chen Letian's methods and stabbing them. It's fast, but it's still in the realm that Chen Lotian can absorb. Chen Letian took advantage of a gap to pick up his own sword on the ground and slash at Zhang Dazhen's sword.

At this moment, Zhang Dazhen in the house is meditating cross-legged in the house. The sword outside the house, which had never left him for decades, was no longer with him tonight, and he had to sleep alone tonight.

After meditating for about two incense sticks, Zhang Dazhen spread out the futon and lay down to sleep.

The sword that was in full swing with Chen Letian outside the house, from the moment Zhang Dazhen returned to the house and closed the door, it seemed that it had nothing to do with Zhang Dazhenren anymore, as if that sword had become a cultivator with his own mind and his own true qi.

In fact, it is.

Zhang Dazhen casually clapped a few hands, and he could turn the bamboo, which was originally an airless thing, into a difficult thing that gave Chen Letian a headache, not to mention this sword that had accompanied him to eat, drink, and sleep for decades.

"Don't play with me, can you practice with me?" Chen Letian gritted his teeth, and the long sword in his hand continued to wave.

After a while, Chen Letian was very helpless, and the sword that was wide open seemed to treat him Chen Letian as a plaything. Obviously, he could immediately beat him Chen Letian down, but it was not like this, but he had to be fast and slow, Chen Letian was fast, and Chen Letian was slow.

Chen Letian charged for a long time and slashed a sword, it avoided it lightly, and then hit Chen Letian's ass with a boom with the back of the sword. The strength was so great that Chen Letian, who was in pain, couldn't help but cry out.

Then Chen Letian rolled on the spot, circled around a big tree a few times, and suddenly stabbed the sword of the great real person, but the sword had no mercy for it, and then the true anger came out, and directly sent Chen Letian and a sword to fly out to more than ten zhang, and fell heavily to the ground.

Chen Letian didn't pout his ass easily and got up a few times, but the sword chased after him, and according to Chen Letian's rather tight buttocks, he slapped Chen Letian out more than ten feet, and fell into the mud.

"If you want to be slow, if you want to be fast, who can stand such a fast and slow thing?" Chen Letian said loudly, suddenly remembering that Zhang Dazhen was sleeping, so he lowered his voice and said: "You have to learn like your master, don't be so irritable." ”

The sword seemed to understand something, stood up and flew in front of Chen Letian's eyes, and gently patted Chen Letian on the shoulder a few times, as if to say, 'You are right, then do as you say'.

After three tricks and five attempts, Chen Letian was certainly embarrassed, but he was not without gains.

The true qi on the long sword was extremely strong, and Chen Letian's true qi was as worthless as a baby in front of its true qi. Moreover, the true qi on the sword was completely different from the temporary true qi on the bamboo before.

In other words, the difference between the true qi that is temporarily infused and the true qi that is slowly accumulated by slowly sucking the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is obvious.

Moreover, Chen Letian could clearly hear the snoring sound coming from the house. Zhang Dazhen's snoring sounded no different from the snoring of a soldier.

If you think about it carefully, you can see that the cultivators who Chen Letian has heard of the imperial sword or the control of other things, when they hold the sword, gun, sword and halberd, they all have to concentrate very much, once the mind is broken, the things under control will also be depleted of vitality and return to lifeless deceased things.

But Zhang Dazhen, who slept sweetly over there, didn't need to spend a little bit of thought at all, his long sword could actually play with himself.

Chen Letian is also a Spring Realm cultivator, pulling down the rivers and lakes on the street, at least he can cut down the so-called people in the rivers and lakes with one move.

However, in front of the sword of the first person in Wudang Kendo, just in front of a sword, there was no power to fight back.

Chen Letian didn't know that Zhang Dazhen, who used to sleep in the wilderness overnight on the bank of the Xiliang River, slept there peacefully under the moonlight, and his sword killed none of the dozens of horse thieves who came to kill his life. And gathered dozens of horses in the same place, and handed them over to Zhang Dazhen the next day, and Zhang Dazhen sold the horses for hundreds of taels of silver, which was a great harvest. Then Zhang Dazhen specially went to a big city in Xiliang and ran more than a dozen stores before he bought a small pot of valuable Jiannan Burning Spring and drank the sword with great meritorious service.

If Chen Letian knew about this, he might not be so unwilling.

But Chen Letian has this goodness, that is, when he sees people who are several peaks better than himself, he will not be jealous, he will only think that when he can surpass these peaks and become such a person. Therefore, when he saw such a fine sword, it was also this kind of mentality when I could have this kind of divine sword.

Chen Letian gave it a name, called Lao Bai.

Since it was so ordinary, it wasn't a rare black sword body, and it didn't even have a sword spike on the hilt, let alone any other decorations. Therefore, Chen Letian can only call him Lao Bai according to his silver-white sword body and blade. After all, this sword has no other color except silver white. The reason why it is called Lao Bai is, of course, because it is very powerful, and it is more appropriate to call it Lao Du for powerful things, such as tigers...

"Lao Bai, you said that you are with Da Zhenren every day, are you tired?" Chen Letian avoided its pursuit, jumping up and down.

"Buzz..."Lao Bai's sword back slapped Chen Letian's face fiercely, showing protest.

......

In the early morning of the next day, the sound of birds chirping outside the house was remembered, and the first thing Zhang Dazhen did when he opened his eyes was to meditate.

Zhang Yue really didn't need to sleep so long at all, one hour was enough.

However, because he usually travels to study, he is all used by heaven and earth as a bed. It's been a long time since I've only come back once, so since I'm in Wudang now, I want to lie down on the bed more, which can be regarded as an expression of nostalgia for my hometown.

Since the death of his master, he has rarely been in Wudang, because he wants to make himself the first person in the entire world of kendo as soon as possible.

The master had just passed away, and when the senior brother took over the position of teaching, his goal was still a little far away. So he is very anxious, he can't let the senior brother shoulder everything, he is not good at socializing with people, he is not good at dealing with all kinds of relationships, he can only do his best to move forward on the kendo he is good at, go faster, go farther, and stand higher.

At the least, in the future, there will be a conflict with the Longhu Mountain Grassland, and he can't talk about it, he can't talk about it, he can make a mistake with a sword.

Of course, the senior brothers, including him Zhang Yue himself, are unwilling to have this kind of conflict with anyone, but if they don't take the initiative to provoke a war to fight, they can't stop fighting, and they can't be afraid of fighting. So you have to be prepared.

And now, Zhang Dazhen, who has traveled all over the world, has reached the end of his sword, although he may not be the first sword in the world at the moment, but the top ten are probably still not close.

Countless big names in the cultivation world of the rivers and lakes lost under his sword.

However, he has often lost along the way. Losing to people in the right path, it's nothing, and they will take care of each other's face. If you lose to the people of the evil sect, then if you are not vigilant, your life will be lost. However, Zhang Dazhen is lucky, and he can always escape from death.

In the first few years, there were many times when my life hung by a thread, and I could visit the ghost gate three or four times a year, but fortunately, they all came. Later, this critical moment became less and less, once a year, then once every two years, and then once every three years...

With the rising tide of the boat, it is Zhang Dazhen's swordsmanship.

It is said that someone once saw a Taoist flying two thousand miles back and forth with a sword in the northwest wilderness, after all, it is not Zhang Dazhen of Wudang who can not be determined, but looking at the simple Taoist robe without embroidery, presumably such a highly cultivated Taoist, and there is no embroidery on the robe, it should not be the great heavenly master of Longhu Mountain Caolu, it is very possible that it is a real person of Wudang.

However, whenever someone asked Zhang Dazhen if this legend was you, Zhang Dazhen shook his head disdainfully and said, "My generation of cultivators, is the goal of cultivation to become famous all over the world?"

The do-gooders asked, "Is the legend true or false?"

Zhang Dazhen replied: "It doesn't matter if it's true or not, what matters is what the sword flew two thousand miles back and forth, what was it for?

The do-gooder asked again: "After all, is the Taoist standing on the sword you?"

Zhang Da replied, "It's not me!" After a pause, he said, "Is it you?!"

After meditating, Zhang Dazhen let out a long roar and fought with Chen Letian all night, no, to be sure, it was the long sword that tortured Chen Letian all night and burrowed into the house through the crack in the window at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and rubbed back into the scabbard with a sound, silent, as if it had been in the scabbard all night last night.

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